The Big Blueberry Shake Fiasco

So, we have decided to eat healthier. And excercise. I decided I would try to make some breakfast drinks for us. I get up at 6:30 this morning, having been awakened by a tiny, loud monster cute little cuddle bug. So, I’m all set. I’ve been to the store, I have all the correct ingredients. I own a blender (even if it is a reeeeaaaally old, cheap one that only two buttons left on it still work). I begin putting all the stuff, including apple juice and two and a half cups of frozen blueberries into said blender. Turn the thing on. Not much happening. After examination, I discover the blueberries are frozen into one solid lump, they are not mixing. Then upon further examination I discover there is no liquid. I’m wondering where the one and one quarter cup apple juice and the half cup of skim milk has gone, as it slowly dawns on me something is dripping on my foot.

I have assembled the blender incorrectly and all the liquid has leaked out. But did it just run down the cupboard onto the floor? Oh no, couldn’t be that easy. It ran into my utensil drawer. Then, when that was full, it overflowed into the cuboard below that with my pots. Only then, did it leak out and puddle onto the floor. Where I was standing. And Noah, who is now running in circles, is tracking it everywhere.

So, I clean the counter. And my cupboard, inside and out.And the floor. And my feet. And Noah’s feet. And the rest of Noah, because, well…he can always use it. The utensils and pots are still in the sink waiting to be cleaned, nine hours later.

I pour the blueberry gunk into a pitcher (Mommy, why are you throwing my shake into the trash can?!), clean the blender, reassemble it, add the blueberry gunk and add the liquids again. It still leaks (!) but not near as bad.

I put it on liquify, because it’s either that or puree since the rest of the buttons are stuck (whether for mechanical reasons or because they have 20 years worth of gunk underneath them no one knows), pour Noah a cupfull just as Joe walks into the kitchen. I explain what has happened, but proud that I have managed to salvage it and it doesn’t taste half bad. I know blueberry is his favorite so I’m pleased I was able to make something he will like. Guess what he says? "Thanks but I’m fasting this morning, I have to do blood work…remember?" Ah…wait, make that AAaaaaahhhhhhhh!

Well, Noah enjoyed it, anyway. Oh, and incidentally, I went to Walmart. That blender has seen it’s last day. Brand spanking shiny new one awaits our banana shakes tomorrow. Stay tuned. 

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Published in: on August 31, 2007 at 3:05 pm  Leave a Comment  

Potty negotiations

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Noah: I want chocolate milk

Me: No, we don’t have chocolate milk for breakfast, only for a treat sometimes.

Noah: Well, if I go in my potty I want chocolate milk.

Me: Ok, if you poop in your potty today you can have chocolate milk.

Noah: I don’t want to.

Me: OK, no chocolate milk then

Noah: I only want to use my potty on Sunday, then I will have chocolate milk with my treat…(change to stern voice here) Do you understand me?!

Notice how he’s trying to actually bargain for two treats at the end there, chocolate milk with a treat. He thinks he slick. Just like his daddy.

Here’s a few pictures of my Super Duck!

Published in: on August 24, 2007 at 5:44 pm  Leave a Comment  

A Man Came Home From Work…

and found his three children outside,
still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and
wrappers strewn all around the front yard.

The door of his wife’s car was open, as was the front door to the
house. And there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the entry, he
found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall.

In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel and
the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing.

In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink. Breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was
spread by the back door.

He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that
something serious had happened.

He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls.

As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, "What happened here today?"

She again smiled and answered, "You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world I do all day?"

"Yes," was his incredulous reply. She answered, "Well, today I didn’t do it."

Published in: on August 20, 2007 at 6:51 pm  Leave a Comment  

I’ve added two new sections…

I’ve added two sections to the side bar at the right of the screen underneath the Flickr link. One is a wishlist, since people are always asking me for ideas for gifts for Noah. Since I had a few links to cool stuff I decided to put them here.  I’ll add more as I find them.

The other is links to time wasting websites that are kind of fun. Enjoy!

Published in: on August 19, 2007 at 10:15 am  Leave a Comment  

More on exotic pets…

We found this guy smiling up at us on our porch today. Isn’t he cute? I think I’ll call him Murry. Doesn’t he look like a Murry?

Turns out he’ll eventually become a Tiger Swallowtail butterfly. Aw, fly free little buddy!

Published in: on August 18, 2007 at 7:28 pm  Leave a Comment  

Roxanne and Lou are visiting…

They arrived yesterday, we took a little drive down to Manitou Springs area today and took a quick trip through  Garden of the Gods. Here are some pictures we took.

More later!

Published in: on August 11, 2007 at 10:50 pm  Leave a Comment  

Speaking of pets…

This little guy has taken up residence on our front porch. Ok, maybe ‘little’ guy is the wrong term. Try big, ugly, hairy, scarey guy. Yes. That’s better. As long as he keeps his distance I’ll keep mine. Promise.

Oh, here’s one more of his underside, just in case the first two didn’t ooog you out enough.

Published in: on August 11, 2007 at 10:39 pm  Leave a Comment  

My baby monkey…

One day a few weeks ago Noah turned into a lion and the lion asked if he could go visit grandma. So, I sent the lion off but when grandma called she informed me that there was no lion, however, a baby monkey showed up on her porch. Ever since then Baby Monkey has been hanging around off and on. A few little known facts about Baby Monkies…they love ice cream. And chocolate covered cookies. They can’t stand to take naps, in fact they don’t even like the word nap. However, they love to be cuddled and rocked and sung to. Especially Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. If you ask Baby Monkey a question about his state of being, for example "are you hot?" "are you hungry?" "are you tired?" The answer will envariable be an emphatic, "NO! I’m just a Baby Monkey!" Apparently when you are a Baby Monkey you are incapable of existing in any other state of being at the same time. 

Also, today was Ptooey Day. Oh my, it’s all my fault. We were playing with Noah’s duck puppet. Noah was trying to feed him french fries. The duck (aka mom) didn’t like french fries, he kept spitting them out and saying  "Ptooey" and asking for Begetables (you know, carrots, broccoli, greenbeans= begetables.) So, Noah thought that was hysterical. Like so funny he’d roll on the floor laughing, literally. And he decided he really likes the word Ptooey. In fact, he said all day. Over and over and over. We had some work men here this afternoon. They said "hi" to Noah, Noah said "Ptooey!" Ugh. Maybe if I hide the duck puppet he will forget that word tomorrow. Yeah, right. 

Published in: on August 9, 2007 at 9:47 pm  Leave a Comment  

Hide and seek, The World’s Easiest Game Ever…

If only all games with a toddler were this easy. The other day Noah wanted to play Hide and Seek. He was the hider, I was the seeker. I sat on the steps and started to count 1…2…3…and Noah would run off and hide behind the rock (the same rock every time, not that it mattered). And each time, before I could count to five he would pop out from behind the rock and yell "YOU FOUND ME!" And we would both giggle and laugh and then do it all over again.

If only they were all that easy!

Published in: on August 4, 2007 at 5:05 pm  Leave a Comment  

Joe was in the ER yesterday

For those who don’t know, Joe took a ride in an ambulance to the ER yesterday. He woke up in the morning with severe vertigo. It continued as he tried to get ready to go to work, so I finally called Kaiser. After speaking with him they decided he should not let me drive him to the hospital, I believe they were concerned he may have been having a stroke.

When he got to the ER they determined he had labyrinthitis, an inflamation of the inner ear which triggered the vertigo. They don’t know what caused it, the main symptom was the intense dizziness, along with nausea, vomiting and sweating. They felt that because the symptoms came and went depending on the postion or movement of his head that it was coming from the ear and not a brain bleed, which would have had constant symptoms.

He stayed home today because he wasn’t supposed to drive. He felt much better today, with only a little light headedness.

Published in: on August 2, 2007 at 9:20 pm  Leave a Comment