Last week Kym, SamiAlexes and I (along with a few other girls!) went to see Miley at the pepsi center. And before you get all judgy 'Only God can Judge yaaa' (see what I did there again?) No, I don't think Miley Cyrus is a role model for 12 year olds or the best influence everrr. But do I care? Nope! I like some of her songs, and she puts on a amazing show. The whole night was a Lot of fun, minus the snow/rain storm we had the privilege of walking in for 5 blocks that had us looking like drowned cats after the concert.
If you have the opportunity to go to a Miley show, GO. I mean, she comes in on her own tongue slide and flies out on a hot dog. Does it get any better than that?
I'm always sharing meals on instagram (are you following along?) and I'm sure you are just dyyiiinnnngggg to see them here as well! I'm always searching for inspiration as to what others are serving their kids, do you have any favorite 'foodie' instagrams to follow?
I was invited to come up with a recipe using Jimmy Dean Sausage Crumbles, and after some brain storming with one of my chef brothers we came up with something Super amazing.
Ingredients you will need:
1 package of your favorite Jimmy Dean Crumbles
1 package of large pasta shells
1 package of garlic boursin cheese
2 large handfuls of parmesan cheese
2 large handfuls of fresh spinach
1/2 C. milk
Sea salt and pepper to taste
Start off by boiling your shells according to package. Make sure you take them out before they get to soft! You don't want them overcooking since they will also go in the oven. Rinse them with cold water as soon as they are done to stop the cooking process.
While the shells are boiling, mix together in a large bowl the ricotta cheese, spinach, one handful of parmesan cheese and Jimmy Dean crumbles.
Next stuff your shells with the ricotta cheese mixture and place in an oven safe dish.
Preheat oven to 400.
While the oven is preheating, mix together one container of boursin cheese, a large handful of parmesan cheese and half of the milk in a pan on medium heat. Keep stirring and watch closely, you don't want the sauce to fully boil. Keep adding in milk until it's the consistency you want. Add some pepper and sea salt to taste.
When the sauce is done, pour it over your pasta shells and bake in the oven for 10 minutes.
After ten minutes, switch to broil for 1-3 minutes depending on your oven. I wanted the top to be a little crispy.
The whole family gave this recipe two thumbs up! Let me know if you decide to try it!
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What kind of 'mom blogger' would I bet if I didn't blog about Jasper's first grade opera? A pretty shitty one I think. And while I sort of hate the term mom blogger, I'm a mom who blogs mostly about my children so it is what it is and I should probably come to terms with that..term.
A couple of weeks ago Jasper's first grade class put on the most ridiculously adorable production of Stone Soup. I had never actually read stone soup (apparently I'm the only one, can i blame not moving o the US till middle 4th grade on this?) so I think that made it even more fun, not knowing what was coming next.
We hired our babysitter for Tindra so we could actually relax and enjoy it, so it was kind of a date for Drew and I!
Before hand I was more nervous than I ever was before my own high school plays. At the edge of my seat the entire time!
I didn't need to be nervous at all, Jasper, and the rest of his class did absolutely phenomenal. It was SO darn cute! Everyone knew their lines, and said them with such enthusiasm! The set was perfect, the songs; the best. I could have watched it over and over again and was disappointed when it was over.
After the opera was over, we took Jasper out for pizza and ice-cream to celebrate and gave him a little gift for his amazing performance. I couldn't help thinking back to the plays Drew and I did in high school together. We had so much fun doing them, and Jasper really enjoyed doing the play/'opera' so maybe it's something he will get into!
And of course some pictures and a little video clip that's a must see. Be prepared to die of cuteness.
Thursday afternoon Tindra fell down two stairs on our landing, cried for a little bit but then was fine. No bruise, no swelling, no redness, but I could tell her arm was a little tender.
Thursday night, or rather Friday morning I woke up at 1:45 AM to our door bell ringing and someone pounding on the door. A quick glance outside and I see 5-6 police cars on two sides of our house. I basically have a heart attack as I shakily turn off the alarm and open the door. He asks me to come outside with him, where I see an ambulance, police cars, a tow truck and a truck smashed into the back of my suburban. A drunk driver (very drunk, apparently he was 'asleep' at the wheel when the police got to him, even though his air bags had gone off) smashed into our car so hard it pushed my suburban up onto the sidewalk and up another 5-6 feet, coming inches from hitting our fence. That was fun dealing with till 4 AM. And then Tindra woke up at 5 for the day.
Friday I got a call from the school that a kid in Jaspers class decided to slam his foot in between the auditorium chairs, giving him a swollen and bruised ankle. Kids suck sometimes.
Saturday I noticed Tindra still wasnt using her wrist/hand very much. She would crawl around on it, but kept her fingers clenched and didn't like me changing her clothes or putting her in the car seat. I had planned on taking her in Monday to get it checked out if she wasn't using it by then, but for some reason decided that we needed to go today even though the roads weren't good and there was a massive 100 care pile up on the high way during a horrible accident. We found an urgent care clinic a mile away and off we went. They thought she looked fine and she was moving it for them but decided to do x rays anyway "for mom's peace of mind" Which is when we found out SHE BROKE HER WRIST. 48 hrs ago. She hadnt't cried once since then except to whine about Jasper taking a toy she wanted. So basically she's the toughest 22 month old on the planet. And basically I feel like shit. I feel like I should have known. I'm her mom. I always know when something is wrong. But this time I didn't. And trust me, you can't possible make me feel any worse than I already do.
Oh, and on Valentines Day a freakin dog at the school bit Tindra in the face! The lady insisted her dog was nice and told Tindra to pet him, and after a minute of that he snapped at her face giving her a bloody bottom lip. A bunch of the other moms that saw it called the principle that night so that's been fun (obviously not) to deal with as well. Apparently it's a big deal for the school since dogs aren't even allowed on school property.
Folks, it's been a shitty end of February. I for one am glad March is here. Though now I have a feeling it's going to be a looooong month. We will find out more tomorrow what we can expect with Tindra's arm when we go to the orthopedic surgeon, so some prayers would be much appreciated!
First off let me start by saying a HUGE thank you for the sweet comments and emails about yesterdays post. You guys are the best. Really.
Last week I went to the grand opening of Soybu and had SO much fun with Sarah and the rest of the Mile High Mama's! We sipped champagne, ate delicious cupcakes, tried on outfits and at the end of the night I walked away with these amazing leggings! I've pretty much been living in them, and I'm absolutely going back to get the same ones in black. So THANK YOU Soybu! (I got store credit for attending but was in no way obligated to blog about them or anything, I just think they are that amazing that you all need to know about them!)
Sarah did a great job recapping our night if you care to read more!
In Tindra news (no one besides moms will care remotely about this) when we are at home she's potty trained! (Minus nap and night times) it's amazing! I brought out the potty chair about 6 weeks ago but I haven't pushed it at all. Sometimes she would randomly sit on it, other times she acted like it was going to eat her alive if she even looked at it. The last couple of weeks I've let her have 'naked' time in the morning before we go anywhere, and if she started to pee on the floor I'd just put her on the potty and she'd finish there. But then all of a sudden she started peeing in there herself! And the carrying it to the toilet to flush it as she waves and yells bye to her pee. Normal right? Watching her get excited as she pees in there is about the cutest thing ever; after she's done she stands up and claps for herself and yells yaaay TeeTeeeee! The only problem is the second we put underwear on, all bets are off and she pees in them. She thinks they are diapers, I think because they probably feel similar to her cloth diapers. So we have to suck it up and just put her in underwear, but agh diapers are just so much easier!
In Jasper news, he (along with his class) put on The cutest most spectacular production of Stone Soup you ever did see. But that deserves a post of it's own!
In my workout news. I've been doing pretty good getting to the Y 2-4 times a week, just depending how crazy our week is. I was doing the treadmill, but then I decided to try the spin bike one day and I'm hooked! Makes me Super excited for our bike rides this spring/summer. I was getting frustrated that I haven't seen a big change on the scale in the past 6 weeks, but then I found a paper I had written a bunch of measurements down a little over a month ago and I re measured and found out that even though i don't feel like I'm seeing a big change and the scale hasn't changed much at least I have lost several inches in my hips and waist, which is a huge encouragement for me! And then I went and celebrated that by eating half a box, I kid you not, of Girl Scout Tagalongs..so there's that.
I have a terrible time doing that. For some reason I have this horrible fear of rejection. Drew and I were recently having a conversation about that, and he think's it's just crazy that I have this deep fear since I've never even really be rejected. It's not meant to sound 'braggy' by any means, but it's how it is. I was never rejected by some guy, or girls, I was never on the outside of some group I wanted to be a part of. I fit in. If I wanted to date a guy, I did. If I wanted to be friends with a certain person, I was friends with them. Besides a brat in 4th grade who made fun of my ear on my first day of school in America, I was never mocked or ridiculed. All things that would naturally make someone fear rejection, I never had. It doesn't make sense that I'm like this. That I don't ever want to put myself out there for fear or rejection or failure. But it's just how I am. I'm not shy, I just don't put myself in situations, if I can help it, where I am setting myself up for possible failure or rejection.
I don't go up to a group of women talking at the park or school or some social situation and join in on the conversation. What if they wonder what the hell I'm doing joining in on Their conversation?
I don't invite someone over for brunch or coffee unless I'm positive they will say yes. What if they said no, the horror.
I don't tell people 'in real life' about this blog. How silly they would think it is.
I haven't told many people in my life that I have this passion for photography that I actually want to DO something about. What if I fail? I wouldn't want anyone to know that.
Until now. My big goal for this year, is to put myself out there. Not be afraid or rejection. Or mockery. Or silent judgement that is sure to come. Just to be myself. And a big step in doing this for me is sharing what I've been working on for the past 10-11 months. My photography. I don't know what will come out of it. And that's okay! Maybe it will turn into a successful photography business. Or maybe nothing will come out of it. Or maybe it will continue how it's been for the past 6 months, a photo shoot here and there. Any of those outcomes is okay, but being afraid to put myself out there is not.
If you care to take a look (and like!) I would very much appreciate it, especially if you are local!