Where are the people that give compliments?

Yesterday I was at Costco putting the items into my car. Jeremiah was already in his car seat, waiting patiently to be buckled in, and Beka was sitting in the basket. This older couple passed by and played with Beka's toes, asking, "which isle do we find one of these?"

Oh, it's so cute when older people get a kick out of babies.

My guard dropped...

Then they went in for the kill.

With a change of tone in their voice they added, "And your mommy is letting you sit right in the sun." And they walked off.

I stood there thinking, where are the people who tell you what a good job you're doing? Why are these neigh-sayers a dime a dozen?"

So today, as I go out to the marketplace, I'm going to try to compliment a mother's skills because I know it would make her day. I know it would make mine!!!

Amish Friendship WHAT?!?

On Monday at MOPS, my friend Lynette gave me an Amish Friendship Bread starter. The girls at my table asked me if it was breastmilk.
Which leads me to a few disturbing thoughts:
a. that the girls at my table would think that I would bring my breastmilk in a large ziplock bag
b. that the girls at my table would think my breastmilk would be that thick and off color
c. that the girls at my table would think that I'd be that uncouth to just flop a bag of breastmilk on the table
These thoughts are making me wonder about the girls at my table...weirdos!
Anyways...

Later that night I told my hubby about the bag of bread starter and what the girls at my table thought. Then I told him the process that will eventually lead to delicious loaves of bread.

And that's when he stared at me with a disgusting look on his face.

What?

"I'm NOT eating that!", he said.

Why not???

"I'm NOT eating bread made with another woman's breastmilk! I wouldn't even eat it if it was made with your own breastmilk."

Huh? What are you talking about?

He assumed after all that talk about the girls at my table thinking that was large bag of zip locked milk, that there was actually breastmilk in the bag - that Lynette had made the starter with her milk - and she's sharing it with us.

Holy cow, that made my night. I still giggle over that miscommunication!

I wonder if he'll try the bread next week when I make it?

Never Alone

Jobs are not a sure thing in this economy. And even though Pascual is still employed, we can still pay our bills, and God is totally taking care of us I know people that don't know how they will pay their bills, and they don't see God moving for them at all.
The following song lyrics really ministered to me...and I hope will bless you to!



I waited for you today
But you didn't show
Oh no
I needed You today
So where did You go?

You told me to call
Said You'd be there
And though I haven't seen You
Are You still there?

I cry out with no reply
And I can't feel You by my side
So I'll hold tight to what I know
You're here and I'm never alone

And though I cannot see You
And I can't explain why
Such a deep, deep reassurance
You've placed in my life

We cannot separate
'Cause You're part of me
And though You're invisible
I'll trust the unseen

I cry out with no reply
And I can't feel You by my side
So I'll hold tight to what I know
You're here and I'm never alone


"Never Alone"
By Barlow Girl

Dentists

Yesterday Jeremiah had his 6 month cleaning appointment with his dentist. He's 3 years old... And he had a dentist appointment. Actually this is his 3rd dentist appointment. His first one he had at 2 1/2 years when they did a visual exam and cleaned his teeth. 6 months ago, they took x-rays and cleaned his teeth.

I know this is foreign to some of you out there in bloggy land but we only pay 10% of the bill so I figure why not. And besides, the ADA recommends that kids have their first check up at 12 months. Now, I didn't go that far. I think that's kinda pushing it. I mean, come on. That could tramatise a little tike.

Ok, back to the story. So they go to take him back and I ask if they're going to clean his teeth and the lady tells me they're going to do x-rays and a cleaning. X-rays? Again? Why???

And her answer was great! (not!...keep a visual in your head of money hungry people doing anything to get more money) She said that my insurance allows him to have x-rays every 6 months. I just stared at her. Then she finally added that a lot of cavities show up in between teeth and x-rays are the best way to find them. And how they're x-ray machine only emits 10% of the radiation that conventional x-ray machines emit.

Hello, have you seen Jeremiah's teeth??? They have such a spread to them that I have to buy those Christmas tree looking brushes to "floss" his teeth. And do I really want my son to glow in the dark by the time he's in high school??

So I tell her that I don't want him to have x-rays this time. So they write in his chart about how I'm an irresponsible mom...

Just kidding. But they did write in his chart about how cavities are best detected with x-rays and I'm declining the use of x-rays at this visit. And they have me sign it.

I don't care. Seriously, I don't think a 3 year old needs x-rays done every 6 months. Can someone say overkill???

Besides, there's nothing like a $9 dentist visit! :-)

A Dangerous Weapon

Jeremiah's been watching the Pirates Who Don't Do Anything and is really into pirates. He likes to play with his cutlass (aka my butter knife, actually all of my butter knives). So this morning he took his cutlass with us to the grocery store. A fellow shopper stopped me and proceeded to tell me that if my boy fell he could get hurt. Naturally assuming she was kidding I said, "I know. It's really sharp, huh." Well from that point on I could tell she didn't like me one bit. She got on to me saying how if the police saw him with that "dangerous weapon" (oh yes, I quoted her there!) that I would be arrested and CPS would take my children from me. I just kept saying, "you're kidding, right?". And she would answer me with more astounding "facts" about how sharp and dangerous this knife he was carrying was. CRAZY!

By this time my flesh was ready for its turn but God kept me in line. When she was done I told her thank you (without any sarcasm..can you believe it!) and she came back with a sarcastic you're welcome.

The lady walked away. Now I stood at a crossroad. Jeremiah saw the whole thing so I bent down and told him that lady didn't want him to have his cutlass and that God wants us to live at peace with people as much as possible. So I told him I was going to hold his cutlass until we got outside where he could have it back. Amazingly, he said ok.

Lady, if you're reading this please note: I did NOT take away the butter knife because I was afraid the cops were coming to arrest me and take my kids away, give me a break you crazy old coot! I did it to teach my son a lesson in loving people...even the crazy, freak pots like you!

Looking back on the whole ordeal we learned another lesson: don't take the butter knife to the store. It's just easier to leave it at home where he can run all around the house with it than to bring it to the store.

My New Found Love

I just bought a bottle of Tapatio, requested by my hubby. It was my very first time buying and trying this stuff. And this stuff is fantastic. For the past 2 days, which has been ever since I'd had the bottle of deliciousness, my afternoon 1 point snack has been half a cup of Costco's egg starts, scrambled with a few dashes of seasoning salt. Then wrapped in a very warm La Bonita Low Carb tortilla. I enjoy my egg burrito with the bottle of Tapatio in hand...because every bite has to have some, who am I kidding...a lot!!!, of this goodness on it.

I always just assumed it tasted like Tabasco. No, no, no! It's more like chorizo and eggs, but without the chorizo. It doesn't taste like vinegar but more along the lines of spices.

I am looking forward to tomorrow's afternoon snack already!

Dang it, I should've bought the big bottle! I hope this little one lasts until payday.

My Very First Turkey

So my sister made me make the Christmas turkey this year. I was really intimidated by it but I did my research (I know my sister would be rolling her eyes thinking what a nerd of a sister she has) and decided to go with the Pioneer Woman's rendition. Can I just say how much I love that lady! Not only did my turkey look terrific



but it tasted great!!!

I followed the PW's brining recipe the day before I cooked it. Aw so good. I'll be the one making the turkey from now on...and it won't intimidate me again!