Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
Then Sebi decided to follow suit, and put a post-it on the door:
I read it and asked him what it said. "I don't know," he replied "I can't read!"
We also got a message from our friend, Heather, hoping that we [poor, TV-less freaks] could find a way to tune in, and wishing us:
"May tomorrow be a perfect day/may you find love and laughter along the way!"
May God keep you in his tender care/ 'til he brings us together again . . .
Friday, January 09, 2009
Four library books: Dorothy Dunnett vols 1 & 4, What Presidents Are Made Of and Women in American History
One grass skirt
three lava lavas
one conch shell
one coconut hat
Trader Joe's hawaiian bag
an inflatable swim ring, large neon yellow
an inflatable swim ring, small purple/multi stripes
three green plastic frogs
one dark green plastic car
county tax assessment of our home
two size three huggies diapers
package kirkland diaper wipes
baby carrier and base
baby car activity center
water bottle from UTA
lime green Lego car
purple carabiner keychain with dolphin can opener
Eucerin plus soothing essentials, sample size
purple Flylady "I'm So Proud Of You" pen (yes, wouldn't she be)
one orange piece of Lego Bionicle
green pencil from IKEA smallland for Sebi
ripped up gift box
three quarters and a dime
a fabulous red stroller
Phew! NOW the car is ready to take to the carwash. They say that I'm going to look back on this all with great fondness, right?
Rob is actually thinking of instituting a two minute boogie in th middle of the three hour film class this semester. This idea comes from friend Curtis's 4:00 Groove and also from Liz Lemon's One Minute Dance Party on 30 Rock. I don't know. Do you think the students will go for it? What will he play?
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
As the local readers are already too aware, we've had a few days with tons of snow. At the beginning of Christmas break, it was like this all day long on Monday. This week on Monday and Tuesday, it was deceptively light snow, but incredibly persistent. Shoveling three times a day didn't help. It just made for very large snowbanks on the side of your driveway.
Which I stuck my van into on Tuesday while trying to avoid the truck parked directly behind my driveway. I managed to high center the back bumper on the garbage can at the same time. It was pretty spectacular. Sebastian said "What do we do now?!" and I told him that we get out of the car and go back inside, because that van wasn't going anywhere. My goodhearted neighbor rang the doorbell soon after, and he had a plan. It took three of us to dig out the wheels, push from behind and drive off the garbage can, but it worked and we did it without any plaintive phone calls to Rob or intervention from the car club. When the same trucks came back the next day and parked in the same place, I called my neighbor (a different one who was having work done on her house) and told her to let her workers know that they were dealing with a California driver. And one whose husband had said "If they want to park right behind you on a snow day, go ahead and hit them!" They moved the trucks post haste.
Both givers and receivers were so excited that I thought they'd levitating.
See, Rob's internet addiction is to live web cams in Germany, specifically restoring sites of historical significance. His employer and his family are happier with this addiction than plenty of others he could have, but it is still disconcerting that he can talk to you in great detail about what is currently happening at the plaza around the Frauenkirche or the plans for Berlin's new city palace for twenty minutes on end.
Actually, he could talk to you for forty minutes at least on either of those topics, but my eyes roll back in my head and my screensaver goes up after twenty. However, he was just reading about how they were restoring an olde building by the Frauenkirche and didn't have a single picture of one section, so they were having to fake it. He determined that this same fate would never meet our Christmas stockings and promptly took pictures to remedy the situation.
Steamed Carrot Pudding from Eunice Nelson
2 cups raw potatoes (ground through fine knife of grinder)
2 cups raw carrots (ground through fine knife of grinder)
1 cup granulated sugar
1 cup brown sugar
1 cup shortening (scant)
2 cups flavored raisins (More or less as desired)
1 cup broken nut meats (more or less as desired)
2 cups flour 2 tsp nutmeg
2 tsp soda 2 tsp cinnamon
1 tsp baking powder 2 tsp salt
Cream sugars and shortening, add carrots and potatoes.
Add flour baking powder, soda, salt and spices.
Add nuts and raisins. Mix thoroughly. Fill greased cans or mold 2.3 full. Steam 3 hours. Remove from cooker and remove lids to cool.
1 cup sugar 2 cups boiling water
2 tbs cornstarch 2 tbs butter
1 lemon, rind and juice (I go easy on rind)
Mix cornstarch and sugar, add boiling water slowly, stirring constantly to prevent lumping. Bring slowly to the boiling point and allow to boil 5 minutes. Remove from heat, add lemon rind, juice and butter.
1/3 cup butter ½ t. lemon juice
1 cup powdered sugar 1/8 ts. nutmeg
¼ tsp vanilla
Cream butter and add sugar gradually. Flavor . . .
My kids loved it, even knowing that it was full of roots and tubers. Go figure.
Monday, January 05, 2009
Then I called our neighbor who is an ER doctor, and he graciously and generously hopped on his bicycle and made a house call since we had two sleeping boys. He was so good with Sebi. But he said it needed an X-ray, which was the conclusion I was coming to as well. We packed a bag full of treats and iPods and blanket and went to the ER. Rob took over and I brought the baby home, and he stayed for X-rays and then calling the orthopedic surgeon, who happened to be another neighbor of ours. Sebi got the so-called date rape drug which makes you stick your tongue out a lot and forget everything that's happened. He got it so they could set his arm (in case that wasn't clear) and then wrapped up his arm in an ace bandage around a funky solidifies-when-wet cast (uncle Jeff was disappointed that they days of cast artwork are over). The break was at the very bottom of his humerus, which is probably why it wasn't detected earlier.
This makes Sebi our most daring child, now having had stitches in his chin, and a broken elbow. (I realize that this is all relative, but we're a pretty cautious, sedentary group.)
It was a blessing that the boys' matching Christmas outfits, which were never worn all together during December because of the cast, can still squeak by in January.