tupperware take over

3 weeks of vacation & husband out of school=
fridge full of leftovers.
i am disgusted by how much food we wasted this month.
and GOOD food!
there was baked spaghetti in there:-(
and cowboy grillers:-(
waaaaaa!
so we had to clean out the fridge and feel guilty about how "american" and wasteful we had been.
vowing to NEVER do it again.
i don't think it's ever been this bad.
i love leftovers for lunch.
we make bargains for who gets the coveted poppy seed chicken & baked spaghetti leftovers.
mmmmm.
so down the drain it went and into the dishwasher the Tupperware took over.
...
and off we go today.
to one of my favorite places.
here.

boiling

i took brennan to a church thing last night.
we didn't last long without a nursery to entertain him and ended up chatting with the young women in the hall.
it felt like ditching class in high school.
i'm watching brennan drink out of a sippy cup.
this skill took 17 1/2 mo. to develop, and hallelujah it has.
feeling so proud, my eyes wander down into the cup.
i see something floating in his water.
the same cup that held organic lemonade all day.
we had spaghetti for dinner, but this was not red floating in his water.
it looked black, maybe green. who knows.
so i opened the cup.
hmmm.
floating black things covered in white.
eyes widening now.
realizing it's mold.
mold floating in the water my child has been drinking all day.
child screaming b/c he wants to drink the molding water.
thirst. it will do crazy things to a person.
so i go to rinse out the cup in the kitchen.
but where did the mold come from?
i look at the lid only to find it completely caked in black mold.
this is when they tell me i've won the "mother of year" award.
then i spend the entire night trying not to think about said child drinking from a molding cup all day.
oh, and i boil the cup.

house NOT divided;-)

it's august.
this means our blood is running blue.
even when we bleed.
and believe it or not,
our friends even grow blue hair in the shape of a "Y."
so it's off with the red until december.
b/c not wearing red all year would just not be christian.
saturdays are more than just for relaxing.
saturdays are game day.
i'm already smelling VICTORY!
(NOTICE THE LARGE "Y" AT THE END OF "VICTORY."
ALSO NOTICE THERE IS NO "U" IN THE WORD "VICTORY.")
i can't wait.
now what to do about brennan's favorite stuffed toy...ELMO.

deep chuckle

still can't tell

after being pregnant before you'd think i'd be able to tell a gas bubble between a baby moving.

still not sure what the difference is the time around.

partly b/c when i wasn't pregnant i felt like a baby was moving around in there sometimes...