2017–week 11

there are a lot of pictures this week, and i’m still figuring out how all of these are going to go in the book. i’m thinking there will definitely be an insert.

sunday: another meet.

monday: i made micah super happy when i brought home a poster of all of the presidents of the usa for him to hang in his bedroom. he’s busy memorizing names, dates, etc.

also monday: pinewood derby weigh-in in our garage, plus trophy assembly station. this is what it’s like to be married to the race commissioner.

tuesday: you can’t really see her, but layla is somewhere in this crowd of 6th grade musicians. we had a crazy evening of gymnastics, followed by band concert, while micah was at batting practice. people were going everywhere and nobody ate until 8pm.

but the exciting part of all of this is that, now that layla got her kip, she was allowed to get bar grips. so, still attired in concert clothes, she’s trying them out.

wednesday: after much frustration of trying to make sure everyone knows where everyone else is supposed to be and when, i resorted to the giant, color-coded calendar on the wall.

thursday: final pinewood weigh-in is tomorrow, so it was time to get micah’s car assembled. and this happened… some wood glue, a clamp, and a good paint job saved the day. but needless to say, this situation caused quite a bit of drama for micah, who had his heart set on winning the “best hot rod” category on sunday.

friday: this is the extent of my st. patrick’s day celebrating. i wore green, too.

saturday: 7 am. yup, this is where we are. and why wouldn’t we be, considering we were there at 11 hours earlier.

also saturday: documenting the weird foot prop toe thing dave does. it totally creeps me out.

getting micah’s uniform ready for sunday’s meeting… yeah, those buttons have been off for over a year.

once again, i want to be this cat.

after reading “officer buckle and gloria”, micah reminded me on my way out the door to lindsey’s of a very important safety tip: never stand on a swivel chair. it was so random that when i saw that lindsey had a swivel chair, i had to get a picture of me standing on it! LOL.

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“you should have your head examined!”

… i just did! yup, yesterday i had the thrilling experience of sitting in a hospital waiting room for 2 hours, followed by another in a trauma room. no, i don’t think i had suffered any sort of major trauma – i think that’s just what room they had left to stick me in. i mused about where we would go if they had to kick us out because a ‘real’ trauma situation arose. thankfully, we didn’t have to learn the answer to that. i guess i was a traumatic as it got during that window of time. backing up, i wound up in the hospital yesterday because micah threw some clothes on the ground. the night before i had been folding laundry in the living room. i had a couple of stacks of ‘hang up’ clothes that were draped over the baby gate in front of the fireplace. yes, it’s a christmas picture, but i knew i had it in my stash. at any rate, there’s the ugly baby gate that the clothes were hanging on. also notice the wood mantle above it that the nativity set is on.

light n’ crisp waffles recipe - everyone's favorite!

i got this recipe from my dad. i have no idea where he got it, but these are the waffles i’ve been eating as long as i can remember. they are so delicious, easy, and HEALTHY! OHMYGOODNESS, i cannot help but go on and on about them because they are so incredibly fabulous! if you want to see my picky eaters eat, come on waffle night! i think last time I made these, layla (all 33 pounds of her) put away 4 quarters of a waffle. that’s one WHOLE 10 square inch waffle. (and yes, i did just pull out my waffle iron and measured it!) anyway, here it is, without further ado… 1 cup flour (I usually do 1/2 white, 1/2 whole wheat) 1/2 cup yellow cornmeal 1 cup rolled oats 2 tbsp baking powder* 1/2 tsp salt 2 eggs 1/2 cup oil 3 cups buttermilk put all dry ingredients into a bowl, break in the eggs, add oil, then stir in the buttermilk. *t he amount of baking powder is not an error, but is the secret of the crisp, tender result! let the batter stand for a short time (15-30 minutes) to allow t

white chicken chili recipe

was just chatting about recipes w/ a friend and realized that i have talked about this recipe, even photographed a bowl of it, but haven’t ever posted it on here. what a shame, because it’s one of my family’s absolute favorites! i got the recipe from my betty crocker cookbook, and it’s one of the first things i ever made for dave and i after we were married. i even have the date written down next to the recipe and a smiley face, indicating we liked it. =) i actually don’t mess with this recipe too much, so here goes… i usually make a double batch so i can freeze some and still have leftovers. it freezes really well, so it’s a nice thing to have on hand. 1/4 cup butter 1 large onion, chopped 1 clove of garlic, finely chopped (or pressed) 4 cups of cooked chicken (chopped, cubed, shredded, whatever – sometimes i just throw in a couple of the cans of chicken they sell in a 6 pack at costco, if i have them on hand and don’t have any cooked chicken handy) you could also use turkey 3 cup

changes of season

in my old age maturity, i’ve come to really appreciate the rhythms that flow throughout the year, bringing the seasons and their changes and uniqueness and the varying ways these affect our lives. when i was younger, i always said i liked summer the best, because i liked warm weather. i held to this until a year or two ago, when in the spring, we were driving down a road and i was practically jumping out of my seat with excitement over the beautiful flowering trees and the other deciduous trees which were starting to get their leaves. that combined with the vigil i start keeping in late january when the first little green peaks of what will be daffodil leaves poke their way out of the frozen ground caused dave to point out that he thought my favorite season was really spring. he’s got a point. so i’ve thought about it, trying my best to come up with a firm ‘favorite’, and i can honestly say that it’s impossible! the closest i could come would be to identify a least favorite season, w

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