Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Gourmet S'more

I know you are all familiar with the s'more, but recently I found another more decadent way to make a s'more. Call it a Gourmet S'more.
After we had finished grilling out one night the kids wanted to roast marshmallows. Sure, why not. One of the kids asks, "Can we make S'mores?".
I replied, "No, I don't have any chocolate"

Got Graham crackers.

Got marshmallows.

Don't got chocolate!!



My genius eldest child (who is not really my most creative one, very cerebral) says,
"Mom, don't you have those Andes Mints?!"

Uh, yeah, I do!!
(How did he know? The little sneak, who turns out is sneakier than me)

And there you have it the Gourmet S'more was born. Minty, chocolatey, gooey and crunchy goodness.

No need to thank. Just doing my job :)


Sunday, June 28, 2009

I want to be a lifeguard

We had a wonderful vacation!! The weather was wonderful. No major sunburns...always a plus. And the capper...the friends we made last year in the house next to ours, were there again! Wonderful, wonderful family!

Now for the not so great news...For those of you that don't know it, Corolla and the Outer Banks of NC can be prone to strong rip currents and rough waters.

I am deathly afraid of drowning. Me drowning. Someone I know drowning. Anyone drowning. Now, there is a reason for this. When I was 17 our family "beach" trip almost went awry, when a humungous wave knocked me over and toppled me round and around like a pebble in a washing machine. I couldn't tell which way was up or down. I managed to hold my breath just long enough to figure it all out and was okay. Shaken, but okay. It took a long time for me to even think about going swimming in the ocean again, but I managed to do it...later...as an adult :)

There's my background...just so you have an idea of where I'm coming from.

We drove down early Saturday morning to North Carolina. Arriving at the beach by 11:00 a.m. Awesome! Just as planned. We changed into bathing suits, lotioned up and headed down. Hubby went in the Suburban to pick up the umbrella and wait to get into the house we had rented.

Me and the kids were having a great time. Jack (13yrs.) and Finn (9 yrs) are boogie boarding. Dunn (6yrs) and Kelly (3 yrs) are with me on the edge of the ocean jumping waves and having a great time!!

As the little ones and I start walking up the beach, we pass Jack and Finn who wave at us shouting "Hey Mom". Only, as I keep walking past them I realize with fear and terror that they are actually yelling "Help Mom!!!". I start running into the water when my brain yells at me...Hey, you don't know what's wrong (is it a rip current or something else?), you aren't the strongest swimmer, and you're never supposed to go in and try to rescue someone, because more than likely you will all drown. They are asking for my help. I'm there mom. I am the one who is supposed to help them.

I yell at them to hold on! I'm going to get the lifeguard (we were about 70 yards from her chair). The boys were close enough in that I was hoping they were going to make it to where they could touch.

These are also very sparsely populated beaches. Even at 11:00. I took off running up the beach waving my arms, screaming at the top of my lungs "Help, help, help" . No one on the beach is reacting. I only see an old couple and people that are just as far as the lifeguard. I kept turning and checking to see if the boys were still there. Can I just say that was the most frightened I've ever been in my life! I was scared to death that I would turn and not see them. Not see their heads bobbing in the water.

The lifeguard saw me when I was about 10 frickin feet from her. Uh, hello. Waving arms. Screaming for help. I turn around to still (thank God) see my boys heads and run as fast as I can to them. I am booking now!! I run into the water. By this time a man in the ocean has moved over enough to grab Finn's hand and hand him to me. Jack just gets to where he can touch. As I'm getting close to Finn's hand the lifeguard actually turns to me and says "Do you want me to get him?" Uh, yeah.

Finn, Jack and I hold onto each other for dear life, crying!! I'm shaking and crying hold on so tightly!! I thought I was going to lose them. I honestly did. They did too. The fear in their eyes was heartbreaking. Finn kept saying he thought he was going to die. I was so grateful that they were okay.

I found out later that Finn actually was yanking on Jack and pulling him down in the water, asking Jack to save him. So I'm giving props to Jack for keeping his cool enough not to let his brother drown him!

Maybe now's a good time to mention Finn needed rescuing last year, as well.

He was on his boogie board, when he got out past the waves and couldn't get back in. He wasn't out far...he just couldn't get in because when you are floating ON your boogie board you actually will float OVER the waves. I knew he was nervous when I saw him kicking and trying to paddle...to no avail! Luckily, at that time Jack was nearby with a High schooler that they were swimming with and the older boy just grabbed Finn and pulled him in a little closer.

Well, all's well that ends well!

Friday, June 19, 2009

I'm outta here :)

I'll be in Corolla, NC until next Saturday :)
Have a great week everyone! Catch ya'll later!

Thursday, June 18, 2009

You can't handle the truth!

So there I was doing my regular grocery shopping and it's time to check out. I snag a spot in a line with my usual cashier who has just finished ringing up all the items for the lady in front of me! Bonus! She's done and will be paid up by the time I get all my stuff loaded on the belt.

Uh, no! Here come the coupons. I don't mean a few coupons. I mean handfuls of coupons. Don't get me wrong...love me some great coupons! Especially since it was triple coupon day!! Oh, Yeah!!

When I stopped and realized what I was actually witnessing, it was really quite spectacular. This nice young lady with her 2 toddlers had all her coupons organized.

This is what she bought:

16 bottles worcestershire sauce {16 individual coupons}
4 bottle French's mustard {4 individual coupons}
4 boxes powdered sugar {4 individual coupons}
20 100-calorie pack box snacks {20 individual coupons}
8 bars soap {8 individual coupons}
4 dishwashing liquids {4 individual coupons}
8 things of toilet paper {8 individual coupons}
and some other things that I just can't remember, but you get the idea.

I got to see her receipt. The cashier showed it to me, because I was in such awe, and I always shop with this particular cashier, if I can get her. She even said to me when I asked if I could see it "I want you to see what she does". The whole time she was ringing up the coupons, the cashier kept saying, "I think we're going to actually owe you money, this time".

The lady paid $7.42 , she saved $103.27

Uh, yeah!!!

So I stood there in awe, watching and talking to her. I can't fathom how much work goes into collecting the coupons, scouring the grocery store adds, finding which stores are offering the best deals, storing all the items that she bought and having 2 kids with me while I shop :)

So even though she saved herself all this money. I ask you, Do you think it's worth it? I mean where's the actual food? No produce. No dairy. No meat. No pasta. No frozen food. This is someone I would catagorize as a "professional shopper". Someone who shops "to save". I love saving. Really, I do. But, uh, 16 bottles of worcestershire sauce?! Is that for marinade?


Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Tag, you're it!

This is a fun tag, that I could have come up with sooo many things.

Six Things You Should Know About Me

1. I spend way too much time on the computer. I will jump up and pretend I was doing something else, just so hubby doesn't suspect. (He works at home...hard to keep things secret, ya know).

2. I have a secret stash of candy that no one knows about (well, except you).

3. I can't stand the way hubby takes forever to do the dishes. (But, hey, he does them).

4. I'm lazy.

5. I love to read. I will ignore my children, friends, hubby, whomever...when I'm reading a good book.

6. I have to buy childrens sunglasses. My head is that narrow. Really!! Love me some sparkly Hannah Montana glasses ;)



I'm not sure who to tag, so if you want to do this, comment and link up!!

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Can you? Will you? Please? Thank You!

* this is not our play area

Since it's getting to be summertime here, we are having our usual crop of sudden afternoon thunderstorms. Sometimes they don't realize they are supposed to be gone by the next day and actually decide to hang around longer than I would like :)

It was on one of these rainy days that I decided to take Kelly to the "froggy's". This is our play area at the local mall. It's not new. It's not even updated, but the kids don't care! They just want to run around, jump and be wild. And we just want them to tire out enough that they'll take a nap or fall into bed exhausted after an early dinner ;)

Here is my latest issue with the "froggy's". Let me set the stage. This area is a large enclosed area with glass half-height walls. There are fountains with pennies outside of those walls to look at. The area for the parents to sit and watch over their little ones consists of 4 tiers {think very wide steps}. They run the length of the play area {about 20 feet} and are about 3 feet deep. Not too high, so everyone can manage going up and down them easily.
I was sitting on the second from bottom tier. My feet resting on the first tier. That left 2 tiers behind me. As I'm sure you're familiar with, you get to know a lot of the kids and what type of "player" they are based on the mommy/caregiver and how often they are yelling at their angel to "watch out for little ones", "don't jump down on kids", "be careful", etc...

As I was reading my book {yes, reading a book} a little baby/toddler started crawling up the first tier towards someone behind me. He had just gotten up onto the step and was thrusting his balance forward when another little boy of about 5 mows him down, causing the little one to fall straight backwards onto the back of his head. {Kinda like the nestea plunge...anyone remember that?} So, anyway, as I see this unfolding I start to stand up to try and catch him but he fell too quickly. I'll give the tyke credit, he didn't seem too upset. In hinsight I think this happens a lot {the roughness}. He just got up and started back up the tiers to his mama. The mower downer gets to his mother {uh, turned out to be the same mother} to tell her something. Here is the exchange that I heard:

Mom: "Can you please watch what you're doing? You knocked Will down"

Son: "Uh mom, Did you see that I jumped off the dragonfly?"

Mom: "Yes." "Will you try and be a little more careful, Will fell down when you were coming up here?"

Son: "Uh mom, I'm going to do it again. Can you watch me?"

Mom: "Yes." "Please, can you watch what you're doing? You knocked Will over!"

Son: "Uh, sure"

Mom: "Thank You"

What's wrong with this exchange? At first glance you may think nothing. But, if you're like me and are wondering why so many kids have no respect for adults and are getting out of hand at schools, I think this is one of the reasons! She isn't demanding obedience from her son. She's wishing her son would be obedient. She's asking, not telling. Do you see the difference?

Here's my take on what her son actually heard:

Mom: "blah, blah, blah blah :)"

Son: "uh, mom Did you see that I jumped off the dragonfly?"

Mom: "Yes." "Will you be more careful...knocked down Will...but if you aren't more careful, I understand :)"

Son: "Uh mom, I'm going to do it again. Can you watch me?"

Mom: "Yes." " Please, blah, blah, blah, knock Will, blah, blah"

Son: "Uh, sure"

Mom: "Thank You"

Some of you may be thinking, Well she probably didn't want to embarass him. But let me ask you this: What's wrong with a little embarassment? Since when did my 5 year old become my peer? Why are his feelings more important than mine or his brothers? Now everyone will wonder if my child will run roughshod over their child, and rightly so.
My major concern was that she wasn't upset her. She didn't check on the other child or even acknowledge the fact that I had been concerned and tried to help. It seemed "appropriate" for the older boy. As in, that's just who he is.

Feel free to stop reading here, because this is when I get judgemental. Sorry, but this is right up there with the no seatbelt thing for me.
I see this as a lack of discipline. Parents not wanting to do their "job". Hey people, it's a JOB! We can't always be their friends. We can't always have a nice voice and be calm and supportive with candles in a fellowship circle time. It's a tough job. You have to be tough. I am not talking corporal punishment. No,no, not at all. But tough can be a number of things.
Just to set the record straight on what I would have done if this had happened to me with my own children. I would have pulled {not so gently, to make sure they understood the severity of the situation} my child over by the arm, reamed him out quietly and let him know if it happened again we would be leaving and it would be quite some time before he got this "priviledge" again. Everything we do in our family is known as a "priviledge". It is so my children understand that this is not something to take for granted. You have earned this fun time, because you are loving, wonderful, we like to have fun and be goofy and you're kids and need to play. But make no mistake...we never, ever have to do this. This works for us when punishment is needed. I can just say to any of my children "Do you want to lose a priviledge?" This leaves them open to uncertainty. Which priviledge will I lose? Ice cream, computer, tv, game time, froggy's, movie theater, etc...This allows me to be in control of their punishment, not vice versa.

If I were to have said something more specific, my little one may decide that that particular thing isn't as important as what they're trying to get away with at the moment. It could completely backfire on me. Hence, ambiguity is my best friend :)
I hope I haven't lost some of you as friends and readers. I'm just being honest. I know we won't all agree on this. I welcome others perspective on this. I should say that I just read John Rosemond's New Parent Power. He's really wonderful, and has the same values as me and my hubby.


Extreme Makeover: Update

I've lowered my standards :) Welcome to EMME. Don't know what I'm talking about? Go check out Amber, you'll get the whole scoop there.
A few weeks ago I announced that I had reached my goal weight. After further consideration, I think I need a new goal. I'm not sure this is where I think I should be, after all. I have quite the "mommy pouch" and it's really starting to bug me. I don't really want to say I should lose more weight, because my "weight" is fine for my height. So is my BMI. Technically so is my bodyfat %, although it's at the highest possible number for my statistics.
Long story short...I'm still a work in progress. I have really loved following everyone's stories about getting healthier and all the tips everyone's shared through our wonderful host, Ms. Amber!!
This week's question is:

What's your favorite thing to drink while you're losing weight? We all know how important it is to get that water intake up, especially with summer almost here. What's your favorite way to spice it up?

My answer: Crystal Light! I consider it the same as water.
I also love to mix it with seltzer water...just for a little fizz :)


Tuesday, June 9, 2009


J.J. over at I'd rather be laughing has bestowed this fabulous award to me. 'lil 'ole me :) Thank you J.J.

She has been a great friend and a wonderful supporter of my new habit...running :)

The rule for this award is to pass it on and then list 5 of your least favorite things.

Here they are:

1. Finding the missing sippy cup that was used for milk...3 days later

2. Snakes

3. The look on my kids face when they don't like what we're having for dinner. My comment "Too bad".

4. Seeing children not wearing seat belts in cars that clearly should be wearing seat belts!!
5. Water spots on the kitchen floor...oh, that just bugs me!
I am passing this award on to:


Saturday, June 6, 2009

I think I'm a runner

First let me just say that as most of you know I've been working hard to become a "runner". I have asthma which is pretty well controlled, but does seem to get me a little off when I do run/jog.

Anyway...I decided to map out a 5k course in my neighborhood and run it today. Check out this awesome site and you can do the same...map out anywhere in the world...it's soooo cool!!

I usually run on the treadmill and have only run outside a few times. As mentioned here, I thought I would be training better on the treadmill. Let me also say that I do take walking breaks when I run outside. I try and make them no more than 1 1/2 min. Today, I took 6 in my 5k jog. For a total of 8 mins. I jogged for the rest of the time. I ran my 5k in 40:26. I was hoping to beat 45 mins., with only 3-4 walking breaks. Now to be fair there are 2 big downhill slopes...but on the other side are 2 uphill slopes...hence a little more walking :)

All I can say is I'm just so darn excited!! I found a local race, but it's not until September. So my friends there you have it! I can run...well, jog/walk...whatever!!


* Now, if I could only get those shapely legs :)
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