Ann P played this as a piano solo today.

Cue Nat bawling and sniffling, accompanied by Sandy P.

Ugh.

Had to have the "Some boys are icky" talk with Rozzie today. Sorry to burst your bubble, baby.

One of our ward members, Gemia C, had to call our school librarian about some issues of National Geographic magazine in the school library, and some boys finding some pictures and making wildly inappropriate remarks to her daughter. SECOND GRADE. Sickening. 

I told her, if any boy says ANYTHING remotely gross to her, she needs to tell me so I can go kick his disgusting little punk ____. And tell him that her dad has a gun. :)

I may have hammered it home a little too well. She kept changing the subject.

I've found that there are some things you don't ever think you'll have to say to your kids, like "If you find a National Geographic magazine in the library at school, with certain pictures inside, DO NOT head to the nearest girl and make body-related comments." You would hope this would be a given, but apparently not. 

More than anything I wanted to give her a sense of "This is NOT okay, and your parents and teachers are your advocates. No one gets to talk to you this way without consequences."

Just this morning I was thinking that it would be so great if medical intervention was available for people who make really, really stupid choices.Like a shot or a pill or something. "Here, take this. It'll cure your stupid."

After school I asked her if any of the boys were ICKY today...she heaved a big disgusted sigh and said, "noooooo." Whew!

Try to Avoid Any Virgos or Leos ....

Ebola is the big snit the general public is currently in.

(I know there's a better grammatical way of saying this, as there must be with pretty much everything I write here)

(But that's what I like to call "too dang bad")

I like capturing this kind of thing for genealogical purposes.

Harrison enjoyed this joke to the utmost when I told it the first time, and then told it to his friends,

so that was awesome.

Having an amazing Sunday. Hope you all are as well.

Two chicken tacos later = bliss

#eatingmyfeelings

Unwinding after a particularly nasty afternoon of soccer momming. The kids on the other team playing Carter's team were absolute HOLES. Kristy and Steve are visiting for Hubby's birthday and I think I embarrassed them with my angry mom-shouting. Barbara P was in on it too. Why do people have to teach their kids to be absolute HOLES?

Perhaps this Voodoo doughnut will assuage my guilt... the Old Dirty Bastige* is always good for what ails me.

Later: this song always makes me have the happy warmies. 




*Someone on Facebook admonished me with her hope that it was a G-rated doughnut. As if.

It was a good birthday.

Kristy, Hubby, Carter, Bella, Harrison
Utah-Oregon Game

It was good on TV, too

Happy Birthday to that cute funny boy I married. Best husband ever.

Carter's Last Flag Football Game

It was a good one!

Found in Long Beach, WA, on a day trip with Dad and Neenaw.
Boy did it sum up that day :)

Also: I am majorly feeling the love for this song lately. The love is RIGHT HERE.

A Reminder

Eyebrow selfie.
Like the sparkle on my phone?
Nail polish, courtesy of  Roz

This day has "Nanaimo bar" written all over it

It was at Freddy's where I first saw a Nanaimo bar. Chocolate and coconut crust base, custard middle, chocolate top. Mmmmm.

Here's the recipe I use (from www.hiddenponies.com):

BASE: ¾ cup butter or margarine
¼ cup sugar
6 tbsp cocoa
1 egg
1 tbsp milk
1 tsp vanilla
2 cups graham cracker crumbs (*see note for substitutions)
1 cup coconut
½ cup chopped walnuts (OPTIONAL)

MIDDLE LAYER:
½ cup butter or margarine, softened
6 tbsp milk
4 tbsp custard powder (I had to go to the import store for this, which was awesome, because I love the import store)
4 cups powdered sugar

TOP LAYER:
8 oz semisweet or dark chocolate
1 tbsp butter

Instructions
BASE: Combine first 6 ingredients in large saucepan. Heat and stir over medium-low heat until mixture is smooth. Remove from heat. Stir in graham crumbs, coconut, and walnuts. Pack firmly into ungreased 9x13” pan. Chill while you prepare the middle layer.

MIDDLE LAYER: Beat all 4 ingredients together in medium bowl until smooth. Spread over first layer. Chill for 45 minutes.

TOP LAYER: Melt chocolate and butter in a small bowl at 50% power in microwave. Microwave for about 1½ minutes, stir and microwave another 30 seconds or longer if needed, stirring frequently. Spread fairly evenly over middle layer. Chill for 1 hour, then score chocolate with a sharp knife and return to fridge to chill completely before cutting into bars.

"STOP IT"

“To love a man enough to help him, you have to forfeit the warm, self-righteous glow that comes from judging."

Author Ron Hall

"Don't shoot blow darts in the car."

Things that come out of your mouth and you hear yourself say them and you're like, whaaaaaat....

LATER: We Young Women leaders went to a stake meeting tonight about girls' camp next year - instead of camp being put on by the stake, as usual, each ward will have its own camp. WHAT.

We're in charge of our own camps - planning, executing, budgeting... and each ward will have its own girls camp presidency with girls from our ward, like the stake girls camp presidency of the last two years (Bella and Savannah A. were the presidents! Woot!). To top it all off, we have almost no guidelines. WHAT. The most quoted line of the evening, in response to all our questions, was "YES." Infuriating! I love, want and NEED parameters!

This is unthinkable! But it will happen.

MAN DOWN. MAN DOWN.

We have our first "sick" of the school year. Poor lil snotlocker.

PAPERWORK

Can we just all agree that the person who misplaced our social security card file AND the person who misplaced our birth certificate file, are naughty and must be punished?

Later: We have found the SS card file. Everyone pray for birth certificate file finding enlightenment, please.

FINALLY

After doing some pretty major battle with a certain landlady, we have a new and functioning dishwasher (as opposed to the "recycled" one she bought in June that broke within ten days - yeah, it was a fun summer, doing dishes by hand for seven people). And while I'm, yes, a little bitter, I'm also extremely grateful that it finally happened.

"Darling, if we have a dishwasher,
we won't be the dishwasher anymore"

Isn't It Always

My nap will be my undoing.

Slow Your Roll, There

We have eight years before our youngest graduates from high school. Nine months left before she's done with elementary school. I can practically feel the earth spinning...

Later, this nugget:
Roz: What does "pourquoi" mean?
Me: Why.
Roz: Because I wanna know.

Linger Longer

Whence is that goodly fragrance flowing? From yonder oven, where baketh a divine Danish Puff. 

We had a Linger Longer with our ward today, since we're on the 1:00 schedule and the last ward to meet in the building. SWEET. The wonderful Relief Society president, Shanna B, decided that the ward should have this event on Fast Sundays for the rest of the year. It's quite lovely - the ward provides ham and rolls, and everyone else brings either a side dish, salad or dessert. I made Danish Puff, and brought home a big empty plate. 

I love my ward. 

First Day of School 2014

Harrison: 10th grade

Rosalind: 5th grade
Our last elementary school baby!

Carter: 7th grade

What a fun day! :)

Wrong Number

Just spoke with a lovely gentleman in Chicago, totally by mistake. 

Happy Labor Day!

...from the five H gorgeouses.