This was this morning's share basket. I got the conventionally grown this week because I think the organic shares are quite light in the winter. Can you believe you get all this for $15?????
For those of you who have emailed for an update on Don since the horrible go kart accident on Christmas Day, he's hanging in there. He had surgery 10 days ago and they put 14 screws and two metal plates in .
I'm thinking he'll be getting the pat down by security at the airport now.
He's got a long road ahead of him to recovery, but if anyone can do it, it will be Don. He is such a trooper. Laura has been holding it all together. We are planning on kidnapping her in April and taking her on a vacation to recuperate from the recuperation.
My Aunt Pammy and Uncle Frankie set sail on their first ever cruise yesterday. I can't remember exactly where she was going, but it appears my Uncle Frankie is enjoying it immensely.
Maybe she'll wake him up when it's time to get off the ship. I laughed so hard when she texted me this photo yesterday.
If anyone's looking for me, my friend Leslie got me sucked into the Forsyte Saga on Netflix and I am hooked. Yes, the miniseries is ten years old. No, I've never seen it. I've been busy the last ten years.
The kids did their homework in the car last night on their way over to the Eiffel Tower.
In all the many times we've taken the kids down to the Strip, we've never timed it right to see the fountains at Bellagio until last night. They've only seen it from the car before. They absolutely loved it!
Attracting the Asian tourist is paramount to our economic survival, so Chinese New Year is a pretty big deal on the Strip and since the kids are learning about it this week in school, I thought a trip to the Conservatory at the Bellagio was in order.
I must make a mental note to check the lens of my camera now that the kids take pictures of each other all day long and put their grubby little fingerprints on the lens!
During Chinese New Year, this mosaic mirrored horse is in the lobby of the Bellagio.
It's the Year Of The Dragon, unlike last year when we did this and it was the Year Of The Pouter.
We learned that the in the Chinese zodiac, the dragon is a symbol of success and happiness. I'll take it!
You have to wonder what drunkard caused this sign to be erected? Confucius say, "A drunken fool who falls into garden should lose all his money at the craps table."
The Bellagio never fails to impress me. The display was absolutely beautiful.
We always finish our tour with a stop at the World's Largest Chocolate Fountain at Jean Phillipe.
I could just lay under there with my mouth open.
It's almost too good to look at! I know I could be happy and successful if I had this in my house. I don't even need a dragon.
The kids will finish up the week by eating rice with chopsticks at school.
This is my prediction for the Year Of The Dragon.
Teacher who teaches 22 children to eat rice with chopsticks will have big, big, big, big, big, big mess.
Austin can now jump rope inside a jump rope. Not bad for first grade, eh?
I was telling the P.E teacher yesterday morning, after watching this, that only four short years ago, the neurosurgeon would not give me a definitive answer on whether Austin would ever run, and look at him now.
We had more library book drama last night. Austin didn't have his book in his backpack and he started crying his head off. I swear it went on for an hour. We've decided we aren't going to check out books anymore. I have a stack of public library books sitting to me as I type this, so it really isn't necessary for the kids to go through this craziness at school.
Turns out the book was in his desk at school this morning, so all was well. I keep playing phone tag with the lady I made a complaint with, but I think the best solution for our family is to just stop getting books.
Back on the urban ranch, all my broccoli is starting to flower and we've been eating it every night. The kids are so sick of broccoli right now!
I am really, really disappointed in my broccoli this year. It has a weird taste to it this year that I can't quite explain.
It looks okay, but it almost tastes like it was previously frozen. You know how frozen broccoli just tastes different than fresh?
I decided to make a cream of broccoli soup yesterday.
Then you get your stick blender and whirl it all up and make a roux with flour and milk and thicken it up.
I have a Cuisinart stick blender that I got this year when my friend Leslie and my friend Laraine both recommended one to me in the comments, and it changed my life.
I seriously have no idea how I lived to be 42 years old without a stick blender. I use it all the time.
The kids took one look at the soup and feigned vomiting. I think I got an accumulative total of seven bites between the four of them.
Greg's mom and I enjoyed it at dinner last night. I made a ham, baked potatoes, cauliflower and carrots, and the soup for dinner, and banana bread for dessert.
Greg didn't get home until 8pm yesterday and he said, "Is that all you made?"
I'm putting Greg on the stage for insubordination and flog him with my stick blender.
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I have fallen into good fortune. Amazing wonderful good fortune.
A couple weeks ago, Bob and I discovered a source for free icken-chay food. A source that is so abundant in my city, it's more plentiful than geriatric gamblers.
It's eer-bay ash-may, which is leftover spent grain from the eer-bay making process. It turns out that it is perfectly suited for icken-chays and is 30 percent protein. In other cities, farmers pay for the spent grain from eweries-bray, but in this city, there's no market for it so they just send it all to the landfill.
Unless you show up with your own containers and they just give it away. My girls love them some eer-bay. We've been feeding it to them for 2 weeks, along with oyster shell, cracked corn, and all my table scraps, and our production is above where it was before we started. Even my old menopausal en-hays popped some out.
The only issue is that it comes wet from the eer-bay making process, so I tried to dry it out to increase the longevity and that didn't work. We discovered that our climate is so dry that it didn't even mold up after a week of being damp, so we figure a weekly run to the ewery-bray will keep us going.
I told Bob this will probably stop working once it gets hot. We'll have roaches the size of rats if we try to dry it out in the summer.
The ash-may is different depending on the type of eer-bay they are making. My girls like pale ale better than stout.
I cannot even begin to tell you how amazing it is to be taking something destined for the landfill and turning it into something we eat every day. We are absolutely geeked beyond words.
We went to our first orthodontist consultation yesterday. I had zero expectations going into it, other than it would be expensive. I took the girls and we headed over to the appointment. I was referred by my friend Misti. Misti has way, way, way more money than I do, just for the record. Imagine my surprise when we were greeted like rockstars when we walked in to the movie set-like waiting area. The entire office is a beach and sea theme, and Amanda had her name on a surfboard, welcoming her. I guess we even had VIP parking with our name on it. I didn't see it.
We signed in and had our choice of watching a newly released movie on a gigantic flat screen tv, or playing video games. Moments later we were ushered back to a submarine room where they took a full 3D head scan of Amanda. The girls had a choice of two different flavored slushees to make their wait more enjoyable.
Then we were guided through the entire facility where we learned that we could win an iPod if we refer our friends. All our friends already go there, but if I found new friends, we could win lots of super really cool stuff.
Then we went back to the sales room where we went over Amanda's teeth and her skull and her mouth with the doctor and we discussed the type of brackets they use, and the sales lady told us that they have a Hummer, painted like a cheetah, that provides limo service from school to appointments.
I'm not even making that up. I know your husbands think this blog is a work of fiction. But HERE'S THE YOUTUBE VIDEO.
Could I make this stuff up if I tried?
The Hummer limo doesn't go to my school because you have to have three people signed up. Amazingly it goes to the school that Amanda had her jump rope performance at on Friday. I have already found three people at my school who go there, including a child in Sarah and Gregory's class, so if we were to choose this orthodontist I can count gas out of my current cost analysis.
This is how we straighten teeth in Vegas, baby.
I'm going to go head down to the Bellagio and throw it all on red. If I win, Amanda gets the cheetah limo.
I showed Greg the video and he said, "Who are you taking her to? Vanilla Ice?"
"He had me at hello, Greg. He had me at hello.", I said just to annoy him.
Okay, people. Here's how he works. You pay one set price for the whole process and there is no Phase 1 or Phase 2. Whatever it costs to fix them, even if it requires a Phase 2, it is paid for in the one price. If you never need a Phase 2, it still costs the one set price. He uses damon brackets instead of traditional brackets. According to that link, extractions and palatal expanders are not required with damon brackets.
Clearly, I have no idea about anything. I had braces 30 years ago, never wore my retainers, and my bottom teeth are crooked as hell now.
But I figure you, the internet, can weigh in. Has anyone used damon brackets on their kid? How did it work for you?
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