Meal plan for May 12th – 18th
Happy Mother’s Day, blah, blah, blah. I mean, not to discount it or anything, but shouldn’t every day be Mother’s Day? No? Yeah, I didn’t think that would fly either. Here is Jack and I setting up the Mother’s Day present I bought myself:
My lack of sleep over the last few nights is astounding. Oddly enough, Jack is driving me so crazy, that I was tempted to throat punch him on Friday. I’m sure there is no direct correlation to the two things. Right?
Trying to figure out this new space has consumed me. As a result, I have consumed it. And by “it”, I mean way too much Trader Joe’s chocolate. Blogger was really easy (and yet still too confusing for me), but Word Press? Oh hell, Word Press is like going from a 1975 VW Bug, to a 2015 Subaru Outback Limited. Side note, I’m attempting to see how many times I have to mention the absolutely amazing, fabulous, and fuel-efficient (33 MPG people!!!) 2015 Subaru Outback, before Subaru will comp me one. I don’t even want to seem greedy…I’d settle for a free 2015 Outback Premium. That’s practically slumming it. I’m not even sure if that one comes with the hands free lift gate.
Have I lost you all?
Please be patient with me over the next few years while I try to get moved in to my own domain. It ain’t gonna be pretty, but I appreciate your patience.
Speaking of me appreciating stuff you guys do, THANK you for the kind comments on Friday about the new site. It was a huge leap of
cash faith to take this step, and I swear if someone had said “this sucks”, I probably would curled up in to a ball and puked in my mouth. Thanks to your frequent emails over the last year or so, I know how frustrating it was to comment on my previous site. I kept telling you I was going to try to fix it, and I think I delivered. And if I didn’t, please don’t tell me about it, because I’m not sure my fragile emotional status can handle it right now.
Can’t we PLEASE stop talking about the new site? Come on you guys, it’s like you can’t think of anything else right now? Back off!
We had Jack’s five-year check up on Friday, and all went well. My boy has lost weight since January, but gained an inch. He is 42 lbs and 8 ozs (62nd percentile), and 47 inches tall (92nd percentile). The highlight of the visit for Jack was when he was informed there would not be a single shot issued. Sneaky little bug had already secured a deal with me before the appointment. Frozen yogurt was promised in lieu of not
acting like a bitch crying like he was being scalped. Since there were no shots, we compromised and he got a smoothie at Panera.
The highlight of the visit for me was when the pediatrician (who was new) was trying to ascertain if Jack knew what a “vehicle” was. She asked if he came to the appointment in a vehicle, and he replied “yes, we came in my mom’s 2007 Honda Civic Hybrid. We used to have a 2002 Subaru Outback, but the gas mileage wasn’t great”. She looked at me and said “he seems to be quite specific”. Indeed.
She was impressed with his reading (homeboy can read Harry Potter), and seemed less than impressed with his attention spam. He was either climbing on the table, behind the table, around the table, or jumping on me the whole time. I told her that was just his energy level, but to quiz him because even if it looked like he was a hummingbird that had been injected with meth, I promise he has heard and understood every word we had said. And he did. At least I know he can sit still in school, because his teacher reports that he absolutely will hunker down and do his work.
If you had been following me on Instagram…here are a few gems you would have seen this week:
Our remodel has begun. I think we’re going to enter our yard in to a gardening contest. Our chances are awesome. The tarp adds a special something.
I’m raising a serial killer. For the full story: he was laying in wait for me with a Nerf gun under my covers. I’m not sure he understands the art of the “lure”. “Oh, here is a sign that says if I enter the room, I’ll die? Let’s go right in”!
I’ve been wearing my flip flops wrong for so long. I wish someone had told me years ago that flip flops are meant to be worn on your vagina.
Meal plan time! Reminder, I only plan dinners. My breakfast of choice has changed, and I’m now obsessed with homemade Greek yogurt with tons of cut up fresh fruit (or fruit I froze in the summer), and a homemade granola bar crumbled on top. It’s delicious and keeps me completely full and satisfied until lunch. Lunches are always leftovers. We rarely eat dessert during the week, and our dinner drink of choice is water kefir soda.
Monday:: Breakfast for dinner; pancakes Troy made and froze a few weeks ago, bacon, and eggs.
Tuesday:: We’re having dinner at our friend’s house. Can’t wait!
Wednesday:: This shall be what I am referring to as a “leftovers fiesta”. I have some random shredded meat in the freezer (note to self: label things in the freezer so that you don’t have to refer to something as “meat”), tortillas, avocado, black beans (also from the freezer), and a veggie on the side.
Thursday:: The selfish jerks, aka my in-laws are back from their trip to the ocean (finally) so they’re back to feeding me dinner. It’s about damn time.
Friday:: Popcorn night! Best night of the week.
Saturday:: Can I be honest in that if I can’t think of anything for Saturday, I’m going to make nachos?
Sunday:: Family dinner at my parent’s. We bring a side, dessert, or appetizer!
I continue my freezer” purge” and did a pretty darn good job limiting my shopping. I spent $24.62 at Trader Joes, $3.50 for raw milk, $1.02 at the regular grocery store, and we’re hitting up Costco later today for some veg (they have local asparagus in!!! Hurray for stinky pee with a small global footprint) and organic strawberries.
What are you having this week?