Things Kids Say Thursday: Gobble-Gobble

Baby Girl has really gotten into the holidays/special events. She regularly throws us all birthday parties with a toy cake set and sings Happy Birthday to us, loved Halloween and talks about going trick-or-treating again, and gets excited over seeing Christmas trees. She’s even excited about Thanksgiving and has been bringing home crafts from preschool that she’s super proud of.

After doing all the baking and watching A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving last night, I got out some construction paper so the kids could make hand print turkeys. Baby Girl has already done quite a bit of hand print stuff at preschool, but Little Man has done nothing, and it won’t be long before gets too old to want to do hand print crafts.

The hand print turkey making went just fine, aside from Baby Girl repeatedly trying to reach over and color her brother’s turkey. When we finished up, BG wanted to go show hers to her daddy. She walked proudly into the kitchen with a huge smile on her face.

“Daddy, look what I did! Look at my chicken.” Wrong bird, BG, we aren’t deep frying any chickens this week — we’ll save those artery cloggers for the rest of the time.

“Oh, that’s beautiful!” Sam said. “Your turkey looks great.”

She gave him a look. “That not a turkey. It’s a chicken. It say ‘gobble-gobble.'”

“Chickens say ‘buck-buck-buck’ and turkeys says ‘gobble-gobble,” Sam told her.

“That MY chicken and it say ‘gobble-gobble.'”

We’ve learned that there’s no arguing with her (or teaching her) when she goes into “That MY ____” mode.

“Okay…that’s your chicken,” Sam said. “It’s beautiful!”

Happy Chicken Day, folks 😉


Poof, A Blog Post

“I’m going to sit here until I write a blog post,” I announced to my husband. Not that he was paying attention or really cared about me writing a post for a blog that he doesn’t read, but I felt like if I said it that I’d actually do it. So, this is me doing it. If only losing weight were as easy. “I’m gonna lose five pounds!” and poof, it’s gone.

I haven’t been so good with the blog writing lately. I feel like I keep saying that (or maybe I just keep writing that in drafts that I delete). At any rate, this hasn’t been the most productive few months as far as blogging goes. At the end of summer, I thought that I’d be writing a lot once school started back. That was true for about a month, but then I began slacking off again. Well, some of it was slacking off (or getting busy with all the things) and some of it has been a tired brain that has been lacking decent topics.

This is such a fun time of year, but so, so busy. Y’all know how it is. I’ve got most of the Christmas shopping done at least, all online, which is pissing off our mail lady. We got a mailer from the Post Office encouraging people to use the USPS to ship their Christmas stuff this week, delivered by her. I’ll take the complaints over having to actually go out to the mall or go, God forbid, Black Friday shopping at Walmart. What little I haven’t taken care of I plan to make…hopefully. (In about a week, expect a post on how I screwed up necklace making and woodburning.)

Today I had to go get my hearing aids fixed and then go by the DMV to get my license renewed. This time I don’t look high in my picture, but I do have the serial killer look going on and am not looking at the camera. The lady took so long and I looked at my husband with a “WTF is going on?” look on my face. Yay. At least I didn’t let my license expire, though, so it’s a win in my book. (And, nope, I’m not sharing the picture.)

Who’s ready for Thanksgiving? We’ve got three Thanksgivings to go to tomorrow (everyone lives less than 15 minutes away, thankfully!), and I’m cooking for all three. I’m making peanut butter pies, sweet potato pies, chocolate eclair cake, macaroni and cheese, corn, and cornbread. Sugar, carbs, and butter FTW!


In the week after Thanksgiving, we’ve got Little Man’s All Star games (send some positive vibes his way, as his ADHD has been in full swing and he’s back to playing in the dirt, which will certain impact how much playing time he gets), my birthday, Christmas decorating, a therapy appointment, and our Tacky Christmas Party. I’ve got a lot of cleaning to do, plus I need to make my and Sam’s sweaters. I’m thinking I’m gonna be snarky and make a “Make Christmas Great Again” sweater.

Busy, but fun times.

This is good enough to qualify as a blog post, so I’m wrapping it up. Maybe next time I’ll have a post post and not just a recap of the week post. Smart money says probably not, though.

By the way, I wrote a guest post on my friend Matty’s blog, Confessions (so we can partially blame him for my lack of posting 😉 ). It’s part of his Finding Out Who We Are series. He’s a great guy — check out the post and website and give him a follow if you haven’t!

Happy Thanksgiving!

How’s it going for you guys? Are you ready for the holidays (or maybe you’re over them already)?

A Thanksgiving Feast

After a very rough night with Baby Girl, today went better. Outside of not eating and being a little fussy, her ears don’t seem to be bothering her too much. I got my baking done and then we stopped by my dad’s to drop off a pie and say “Happy Thanksgiving” (yes, we are talking again, a little), and then went to the in-laws for dinner.

Here’s how picky eaters do Thanksgiving feasts:

This would not impress Instagram.

The best fried turkey ever cooked by my awesome father-in-law and a slice of sweet potato pie that I made, from my grandmother’s recipe. Sweet potatoes count as a vegetable, right?

Hope you all had a nice Thanksgiving (those of you who celebrate it). What was your favorite thing served today?

One Busy Day!

My husband is a people pusher, like Tina Fey’s character Ms. Norbury in Mean Girls.


Except for mostly the only people he pushes is me.

And I do need pushing, sometimes.

He’s all the time pushing me to do better with my health, to work on my writing, to expand my social horizons.

Mostly I ignore him. Let me drive myself insane by obsessing over that lump for a month and refusing to see the doctor! Let me put off working on stories ’til next year! Let me be a loner! Or something like that.

Today, thanks in part to his pushiness, I got to meet fellow bloggers Nerd In The Brain and Not A Punk Rocker. He was worried that I’d back out, since I’m a habitual backer-outer, and threatened to make sure I was where I was supposed to be with the FindMyIPhone GPS thingy. Just kidding on that last part–he barely knows how to make folders, let alone do anything high tech like that. 😉

I’m so glad I met up with them because those are two awesome people! After following both of their blogs for close to a year probably, it was nice to meet two people I felt like I’ve gotten to know via their posts in person. I also got to meet the infamous Pigpool, so I can cross that off my bucket list. (He was everything I imagined he’d be, so be jealous y’all.)

Aaaaannnd I only got lost four times in the whole journey. Fuck you Google Maps for refusing to read me directions!

No kidding, before I left, Sam asked me, “Do you know how to get where you’re going?” I informed him that I had driven to that area on my own once and he gives me the look and says, “You’ve driven many places and not known how to get there again. Do you really know?” I laughed and told him “Of course not, but I don’t need to know how to get places because my phone will tell me.” Naturally it didn’t tell me much of anything.

After we all parted ways, I had planned to go grocery shopping and come home to bake my sweet potato pies for tomorrow. The grocery shopping happened, but not the baking. When I got home, Baby Girl was wailing and pulling her ears, so Sam and I dropped Little Man off at my in-laws and took her to the pediatric urgent care. She has an ear infection and got a prescription. This is the first time she’s ever been sick beyond a cold. And on top of the ears, she fell twice today and got a knot on her head and a cut over her eyes. Bad day all around for the poor thing.

We finally got home shortly before 11:00 and I gave BG the antibiotic and ibuprofen and put her to bed. Hopefully the meds will kick in and she’ll be able to get a good night’s sleep and feel better tomorrow. Since we won’t have to be at my in-laws until the evening for Thanksgiving, I should have plenty of time to bake my pies, as long as nothing else comes up.

That’s all I’ve got for now. I hope you all had a nice Thanksgiving Eve. And, I’m going to pretend that I’m on West Coast time for the publishing of this post so I can say I didn’t miss a day of NaBloPoMo 😉

Weekend Coffee Share: Colds, Star Wars, and Thanksgiving

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you to stay at home.

Not because I’m being the ornery bitch who doesn’t like to have people over, but because Sam and I have been fighting off colds this week. Mine has been going on for the past week and seems to have peaked yesterday, but Sam is better today thankfully. Little Man also developed a cold that required him to stay home from school on Thursday, but he recovered suspiciously quickly and returned the next day. Baby Girl is safe…so far. (Knocking on some major wood.)

After I complain about this fall being one allergy-sinus-cold thing after another and finish up my pity party, I’d tell you that I’ve been sitting on my ass all day watching the Gamecocks football game (boy did I pick a bad time to regain interest) and testing out the Star Wars Battlefront game Sam picked up from Redbox. I think I like the multiplayer part better than the normal play. I may trade in my Tony Hawk 5, since I wasn’t into it like I thought I’d be, and get Battlefront.

I’d also tell you that Little Man received his grade on his service learning project. He had to do a PowerPoint presentation in front of the class and was graded on how well he spoke, eye contact, typical stuff like that–he made a 100. He was super proud of himself and so are we. 🙂

Baby Girl has been her usual feisty little self. She has been amusing us endlessly with her vocabulary. Now everything from a butterfly to an airplane is a “doggy” and most foods (unless they’re ball shaped) are “bites.” She saw a picture of chocolate the other day and said, “Mmm, bites!”

Before you leave, I’d tell you that I’m looking forward to Thanksgiving. We are going to my mother-in-law’s and I am making a crockpot macaroni and sweet potato pie (both my grandmother’s recipes). I can’t wait to get a slice of the pie! My grandmother always loved to tell the story of when I was about 4 and how she held me down to make me try a bite of it since, being picky, I refused to go near it. While I wouldn’t suggest holding a kid down and forcing her mouth open to try food, I did indeed like it. The little bit of nutmeg in it really makes it stand out from the other sweet potato pies I’ve tried.

That’s all I have for now–how did your week go? Do you have a particular dish you either look forward to making or eating for Thanksgiving? 

Weekend Coffee Share is hosted by Diana at Part-Time Monster.