Vegetable Lollipop

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With Thanksgiving coming tomorrow, I have several foods on hand that I normally keep out of the house because they rank high on sleepingKelly’s favorite foods list.  I thought I’d celebrate the holiday indulgence by making Chris a special treat, ladybugs on a log (like ants on a log but with dried cranberries instead of raisins).  Apparently Chris was deprived as a child because he didn’t know what to do with them.  After he was half way through his plate, I realized he was licking the peanut butter and craisins off and then eating the celery.  I guess homeschooling failed him in the snack food cirriculum.

Real Simple Recycling

In the first few months of Cecilia’s life, I had very little free time to do simple things - like showering - and unnecessary tasks got swept under the rug, or rather, the sofa.  Then I realized about a month ago that I had a very large collection of unread magazines.  I love magazines and get about a dozen a month.  However, that love has recently become quite burdensome because it adds to the clutter that is new motherhood.  My mission over the past couple weeks has been to read through those magazines, rip out the articles and recipes that I want to save, place them in a binder, and chunk the remainder in the recylcing bin.  I think, so far, Chris has made two trips to the recycling center.  I’m sure more are to come.

Beyond reducing clutter, one advantage of this is the opportunity to revisiti articles that I wanted to keep but lost in the chaos of it all.  In fact, I’ve cooked several recipes and found new favorites that probably would have been tossed in a fit of cleaning rage.  I’ve also found several craft projects and some good reference guides, including a  fantastic recycling how-to from one of my favorite mags, Real Simple.    They give an A to Z list on how to recycle everything from aerosol cans to zippered plastic bags.  The list includes some things that I knew, like old tennis shoes, and something that I never even thought about, like Christmas lights.  They also let you know about items that can’t be recycled.  This fantastic article is also available on their website.  I encourage you to give it a glance and maybe stick it in your bookmarks.  It’s definitely worth keeping.

Banal Blogging

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When I started my blog, I had every intention of posting daily about about my NSRED episodes, and I was very committed for the first month or two.  However, as time went on, I was bored and depressed on the topic.  Sure, I’m still eating nightly, but making witty comments about gorging on fist full of wheat germ just doesn’t do it for me any more. (In sleepingKelly’s defense, it was honey flavored wheat germ.)  Of course, I’ve alway blogged about other non-sleep related thoughts and activities, but those posts require a lot more thought and creativity.  It’s difficult to see the humorous, blog-worthy side of life.  Plus I don’t possess the vivid storytelling skills of my mother and husband.  Generally the lulls in posts reflect the lulls in my life.  I don’t realize that the internet probably would like me to recount the story of Cecilia puking in my mouth or hear about pathetic pie crust skills.  Often the most mundane is the most personal, and people enjoy hearing about the personal.  I promise, internet, I’ll try to do better.

Probably Both

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I’m not sure what this product screams loudest, tightwad or lazy bum.

Greenish on a Budget

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With the struggling economy, it’s getting to be expensive to buy organic and earthy-friendly products.  It kills me to say it, but I’m thinking about making some compromises with my usual purchases to save a buck or two.  Thankfully, I recently discovered GoodGuide, which allows you to look up information on a products social, environmental, and health impact on your home.

Of course, cleaning with baking soda will always be cheap.

Cat Clash Fever

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Our neighborhood has a lot of cats.  They seem like they have a home, despite wandering around collarless.  Last summer, these semi-stray felines decided to use my flowerbeds and vegetable garden as their personal litter box.  As you can imagine, finding a stinky pile of cat poop next to your meticulously cultivated tomato plant is infuriating.  So we went to war.  They had their cunning, sinister ways.  I had my superior human intelligence. And my secret weapon, Lucy, who was more than willing to chase these interlopers back to their own yards.  Our campaign didn’t take long before we had successful battled back and regained our territory.  Our reign continues to this day.

However, yesterday, Chris noticed a poacher stalking the newly filled and hung bird feeder in the front yard.  A stocky black and white cat hunted down and killed one of the birds.  I actually found this report a little amusing.  Birds and cats have been enemies for many years, and it’s just survival of the fittest, right?  However, when I saw that same cat sitting in the street observing the birds again a mere two hours later, I was not pleased.  After all, I hung the feeder for my entertainment, not for their dinner.

With my special agent out from a mental breakdown, I knew it was up to me to take on the enemy.  With a loud BANG of the screen door, I burst out of the house doing my best hissing impression, clapping and running towards the cat.  After it saw that I wasn’t backing down, she turn and ran towards the house across the street that belongs to a nonagenarian (and a prime old cat lady candidate).

I was feeling quite proud of myself as I turned towards the house.  That was, until I looked towards my neighbor’s yard and saw ten or so men standing in a circle staring at me.