Sunday, January 18, 2009

Whole Lotta Nothin' Going On

This post hails from what is currently the squabbling children capital of the world. I wonder if the powers that be will call an emergency session of school on Monday just for me and my sanity.

Hubs and I went out to a belated anniversary dinner Saturday night. We went to a local brewery/restaurant we had been waiting to try. We went for the beer and hoped that the food would be good.

We had an onion ring appetizer. They were quite delicious. My husband had fish and chips for dinner. I ordered fish tacos. I knew better. I really did. If a place specializes in burger and steak, ordering fish tacos is not the wisest thing. It's not that they were horrid. It's just that they consisted of a huge hunk of fried fish, the exact kind that was in my husband's fish and chips, and a strange sweet sauce. They were okay but I wouldn't order them again.

That's okay. By the time I drank two beers with 8% alcohol content, I was feeling no pain.

We went to the movies and I had some fun with the previews. I know I've mentioned before that my sense of humor could aptly be described as teenage boy. Put some beers in me and it disintegrates to loud teenage boy. So naturally, when a movie preview came on for Sword of the Stranger I had to loudly laugh and proclaim to my husband, "They could call it one-night stand for short."

Also, there was an ad for the flu shot. Is big pharma everywhere now? After the ad, I commented again to my husband. "Paid for by Pfizer. Please allow us to pump mercury into you."

Disclaimer: I have no idea if Pfizer is the company that makes flu shots. I AM tired of hearing it shoved down my throat that I need one. No thank you. And I don't think less of anybody for getting one either. They are just not for me.

After my two comments, I shut up so I would not be bodily escorted from the theater. Obnoxious drunk, who me?

Since I was savvy enough to pee two times before the movie, I made it all the way through without a bathroom break, a mighty feat indeed.

There is not much else going on in life other than the usual. We made it though Christmas without going further into debt. Yay us!

Also, I think the gifts we gave out this year were more popular. I canned bean soup for my side of the family. I canned beef stew for my husband's side of the family.

My side loves my bean soup but I have the sneaking suspicion his side doesn't. When I ask a question like, "How did you like the bean soup last time I made it?", and my answer is, "Oh, I remember the bean soup," that is a discrete way to say it wasn't a huge hit. If we were Southern, I'm sure the stock answer would somehow involve the phrase, "Bless your heart."

In addition to beef stew and bean soup, I made canned apple pie filling, granola and homemade laundry detergent. I didn't receive any complaints so either my families are happy or their dogs are licking their chops. As long as somebody enjoyed it...

Very soon I will be turning 40. My body is already preparing for this momentous event by increasing the number of gray hairs on my poor head. What's up with that? Did my hair color come with an expiration date? I had planned to run a marathon by the time I was 40. That's not going to happen. But my friend Lael did it for me so all is well. Go Lael!

My son has been begging for a baby. Since my husband and I took care of that ever happening in a permanent way, my MIL purchased him one at the store. I know some people are squeamish about a boy playing with dolls but I hope it's the kind of thing that means he will be a nurturing father some day. He will need the skills if his children act anything like he and his sister are right now.




Sammy and his baby

15 Comments:

Blogger Ms.L said...

Your mum in law rocks. That was such a sweet thing to do! I hope as we evolve more people do the same. Those old gender roles and
expectations are so stupid.

LOL,I will gladly run as your proxy.Saaaaay,by any chance do you
desire me to go on a warm holiday by the time you're 40 too?? Aww
nevermind,something tells me that'd
be more fun WITH you,rather than for you. 40 is a pretty awesome milestone!

12:41 PM  
Blogger Caro said...

Lael - I think you need to go to Hawaii by the time I turn 40. Get to it! I wish we could do it.

1:37 PM  
Blogger Ms.L said...

LOL,I will but I'm Mumknapping you too.
PS:I tagged you!

1:43 PM  
Blogger craftydabbler said...

It's nice to hear you are still out there. Your little guy looks really sweet with his doll. My five year old daughter is just now getting into playing mama to her dolls. She told me today that she is half rabbit and half queen because she has a baby rabbit and a princess for a daughter. Sorry to hear about all the squabbling going on at your place.

Take care...: )

3:51 PM  
Blogger Bearette24 said...

I love that picture.

4:18 PM  
Blogger BabelBabe said...

Seg plays with baby dolls all the time and sleeps with a few - and yet he is also my bruiser. I don['t worry about it, like you I figure it means he'll make a great dad someday. or I'll be funding his sex change op instead of college. But whatev....

4:31 PM  
Blogger Caro said...

Crafydabbler - Sounds like your little one has quite an imagination.

Bearette - Thanks. He actually had a better smile but by the time the camera clicked it had turned to a grimace.

Babelbabe - I guess neither one of us sweat the small stuff. Hee.

9:54 PM  
Blogger Smart Ash said...

Hey now, I didn't eat the Beef stew, but the apple pie, once made, was gone before the night was over and honestly, I've been meaning to ask for the laundry detergent, err... recipe?

9:27 AM  
Blogger Caro said...

Smart Ash - Your Grandpa is bringing down the recipe. It's already tucked in his suitcase. I'm glad you liked the apples.

12:09 PM  
Blogger Smart Ash said...

Ahhh, thank you!!!!

7:59 PM  
Blogger WORKINGGIRL55 said...

Love the baby doll. I haven't had time to read your posts lately. My blood pressure skyrocketed when I read the previous post.

I am so thankful that Sammy was born to you. He's smart and funny and a wonderful little person. Because of you, he will be able to deal with his autism and have a happy, full life. He's a normal regular person.

You didn't complain when he was diagnosed. You have worked and read and done everything a parent could do and way more than that.

Also, Sammy has worked very hard.

I hope the lady who caused you to blog realizes she can complain and expect other people to help her child, or she can step up to the plate and help her child reach his or her potential.

I love you and I'm proud of you and Sammy.

Mom

2:18 PM  
Blogger Liz said...

I think its fine if boys want to play with dolls. Kids learn too quickly what boys and girls are "supposed" to like. Sammy looks very sweet with his baby.

And your Christmas gifts are the kind I like! How do I get on next year's list for the granola and apple pie filling?

7:42 AM  
Blogger Paula said...

Umm. So. What movie did you see?

And? Both my boys played with dolls off and on when they were little. I think it would be weird if you didn't let him play with dolls.

10:59 AM  
Blogger MsCellania said...

I love visiting here. You are funny, Caro.
My boys had baby dolls for years. Then one day a Vietnamese friend was over with her daughter, and the boys happily gave her their dolls. I had weirdly thought I would save those dolls for their kids, but well, THAT one didn't happen...
If I'm lucky enough to go out for dinner AND a movie, I am totally standing up and yelling "ONE NIGHT STAND!" if an ad comes on for Sword of the Stranger.

2:18 PM  
Blogger Caro said...

Working girl - Thanks.

Liz - I'm thinking of trying my hand at homemade shampoo bars next!

Paula - We saw the mall cop movie. I don't think women mind so much when boys play with dolls but sometimes men do.

Mscellania - I'd pay to see that!

8:46 AM  

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