Showing posts with label Do What I Say. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Do What I Say. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

True Love Always

Crunchy, it's very important to keep my readers wondering about my sanity.  If I post pictures that have nothing to do with my post then I consider that a successful day.   These photos may or may not be of my two oldest kids' first day of school.  They may or may not have been very happy to be away from their parents.  Clay and I were definitely thrilled to get them off to school. 

Jean!!!  TLA-true love always!!!  Were you ever in junior high?  In love in junior high?  Clay says he only knows what TLF means, but that's because he was never truly in love in junior high, and I was always in love.  So, he doesn't know anything about TLA.....except when it comes to Daisy our pig.  



Are you getting sick of hearing about HFCS yet? 

You all that guessed BREAD were correct.  It was low in the ingredient list, but there it was.  Dag gum!  Last week I made five loaves of bread and my family inhaled it the second they saw me pull it out of the oven.  Clay wants me to start making all of our bread and I told him, "Okay, but we need to pace ourselves a little better."  Because, hello, this is not a BAKERY!

Now, let's talk yogurt.  My family loves the organic Stoneyfield vanilla yogurt.  But, hark!  The stuff costs over three bucks and again my family sucks that stuff down like in one sitting.   So I started buying plain yogurt from Aldi and adding honey or brown sugar or our fruit preserves and my family loves it.  And that little trick saves me two bucks!  Cha-ching.

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Corn Slurp

Daisy and Clay TLA



I went to the store today.  Checked every single dadgum label and came home with one product with high fructose corn syrup in it.  I didn't have another alternative at the store.  I was in Aldi.

Can you guess what it was? 

Here's some of what I bought,

Yogurt
Bread
Can of black beans
Milk
Chips
Oatmeal
Cereal


Only one of these items had HFCS.  

Monday, September 08, 2008

Corn Queen

I'm trying to write a post about corn.  A serious post.  One that will start an epidemic of massive proportions and everyone in the tri-state region will want to change the way they eat for now and forever amen.


But, then my sister posted this.  And how can you ever look me in the blog and take me seriously after watching that?  

Listen.  I need to tell you something.  I, I, I, I was a cheerleader.  And....and I still am.  I use my old cheers to motivate my family.  It's kinda like yelling at them, but with clapping  and hopping incorporated.  It's just a small piece of what's leftover from my strange and bizarre childhood.  There will never be another cheerleader in my house.  My daughter would rather shave her head and squirt cheeze whiz up her nose than be a cheerleader and the boys, well.....no, they won't be doing any cheering unless it's from a couch or sitting on a bench court side.

Now, back to corn.  I've been trying to eliminate high fructose corn syrup from my diet ever since I watched King Corn.  This documentary is quite an eye popping, head whacking, heart wrenching, gut gurgling dose of education.  Please, find a way to watch it, please. 

Why high fructose corn syrup? Because, when I saw what it took to make it.....uh, wow.  Why do we eat this stuff?  Why?  It's in everything and it's not even a real food.  It's a synthetic liquid that we pump into everything that goes into our mouth.  You know why?  Because it's cheap.  CHEAP.  But, what is our health worth?  If we got rid of HFCS would we see a decline in type II diabetes?  Hmmm, just wonderin'.

So, who's up for a challenge?  Huh?  Who's been living without corn syrup?  Tell me about it.  Who wants to start?  You?  You?  Yes, you in the back.  Okay, let's start with reading labels.  No HFCS.  Can we go a week?  Let's try.  Ready, set, go.

Need some inspiration?   Go to youtube.com and search king corn and watch all the videos.

Okay, now go one and get yourself some edgecatin' about that there high fructose corny slurp.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Wallpaper, how I loathe thee.

In response to my last post Country Folk asked me this question;
We're considering buying a home with wallpaper we don't like. The home is perfect but for the wallpaper. Which is in every room. All three bedrooms, the parlor, the living room, and the dining room. How much of a pain is it to remove it?

My answer is;

Well, it's kind of a pain. Especially when you are a project starter and not a project finisher. I am a project starter. I would do well on a demolition crew because I like to tear things down and then leave. Thank you for having me, it was fun to make a huge mess, see ya.

Then the trouble begins. I get tired of the project, very tired and bored and isn't there something better I should be doing like eating? I start to whine and cry and get mopey and pretend like I don't know what I'm doing and complain and sigh a whole bunch until Clay asks, "Is there something I can do to help?" That's when I point to the project that I started and say, "Look what you made me do!" Then he looks at me and decides which approach will cause him the least amount of grief.

1. Hire someone to finish it. But, then he will have to shell out money and that would cause his wife to feel guilty and he would make her feel guilty and so that's no good.

2. Offer to finish the project. This is ultimately the best decision and most of the time reinvigorates his wife to participate in helping him, but also causes his wife to critique his every move, therefore; beginning the battle of Who's Technique Is Correct. Which means words like; doofus, idiot, dork wad, beef brain, nimrod, moron, butt, pain, git and retard will be used in describing the other person, quite possibly for the next several days. So this is not the best choice if we want to remain good examples of decent human beings in front of our children.

3. Ignore the whole thing. This is the approach we have taken with many of our home improvement projects. We pretend that the project never happened, never started, we can't see it and we don't talk about it. La la la la. Happy happy joy joy. Then someone, like my sister or mother or even better, one of my kids' friends, will walk in our home and say, "Oh! Are you refinishing the walls?" Then the veil is torn and we can't breath, we feel exposed, dirty and ashamed. Oh dear, oh dear what have we done? So, we quickly gather up the tools that have been heaped in the corner for the last four months and miraculously finish the project in twenty minutes. Then we look around and say stupid things like, "Wow! That wasn't so bad, maybe we should renovate the kitchen? It shouldn't take us more than a weekend."

Okay, I realize that didn't answer your question. So, here's the nuts and bolts of it. I really think it depends on the wallpaper, paste and what type of surface the paper was adhered to.

I've torn wallpaper off of walls in two of my houses. Some came off like it was never put on in the first place and some came off in tiny shreds that made me want to scream. The paper I'm working on now is a combination of both situations. The top layer, the decorative part, came off in big sheets, but all the adhesive backing remained. That's what I'm scraping off the walls.

I've used everything; DIF, a rotary tiger-shark tooth- thingy, soapy water, and hot water. Right now I think hot water is doing the best job. I put hot-hot-hot water in a spray bottle, spritz the wall until the paper is completely saturated, wait a couple minutes and then scrape. I'll still need to go back and scrub some of the adhesive residue off the walls before I paint and we are hiring a guy to come patch the walls where the termites had a feast.

Now, with that said, my Mom has painted right over here wallpaper and it looks good. She suggested this over and over to me, but like any belligerent child I did exactly the opposite.

My kitchen is wallpapered with cherries, apples and peaches. I was just getting to the point where I thought I could live with it when one of my nephews walked up to the wall gave it a scratch and said, "Is this scratch and sniff wallpaper? Mmm, I wish we had scratch and sniff wallpaper." I think he actually thought he was smelling cherries coming out of the vinyl or he's just dumb, hard to tell with Rechelle's kids sometimes....oooh, did I say that out loud?

Do I think taking off the wallpaper is worth the trouble? Absolutely. I love a smooth wall.

Will I ever use wallpaper? No. I wallpapered our first house and loved the pattern for about three days, then had to live with it for three years. I fear wallpaper is too trendy for me. It looks so beautiful,timeless, classy and then after you wake up it looks like a dude wearing a mullet. It's much easier and cheaper to repaint over the 90's jewel tones and the 80's mauve than to scrape off paper.

Or, you could do what my college friend Katie's grandma does and put another layer of paper up every winter because you think it helps insulate the house. No matter that her once 2000 square foot home has slowly diminished to a cozy, but warm 900 square feet.

That's my answer. Maybe sometime before I die I'll post before-during-after pictures of the dining room. Hahahahah, oh, hahahaha, I just said that like I was going to run down and finish scraping the paper off. That's rich.

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Crate and Barrel, we need to talk.

Hey Crate and Barrel,


Come on in, shut the door behind you, we need to talk.  

What's happening to you?  

Remember when I used to get your little catalog in the mail and store it in the bathroom so I would have something lovely to look at while I was, um..uh..well, you know, pppppossibly bored?

Well, the last couple catalogs you sent out, were not worth wiping my bbbbathroom sink.  You see, I'm an adult, a grown woman with a teensy weensy bit of design knowledge.  Yes, I know I still have my childish attributes, I am foolish and tactless, sometimes I pick out stupid things that don't match or look ridiculous and well, that doesn't matter right now, what I'm getting at is you have a problem, not me.

Let's get right to the point.  You're bedding looks like it belongs in a college dorm room, in Hong Kong.  When I go to Hong Kong and visit a college I would like to see those duvet covers on a twin sized bed with bamboo flooring and rice paper doors.  Really.  But I don't live in Hong Kong and you don't live in Hong Kong, so how about you try marketing bedding for us Midwesterners?  Or, more specifically, tall, Kansas woman looking for the perfect duvet for her tiny farmhouse bedroom?  Hmmm?  It should be soft, delicate, but say whimsical.  Color choices should lend from barn red, sky blue, brown bark, limestone yellow.  Does that help?

Good.  Oh, don't go yet we still need to talk about the ottoman.  Yes, you heard me, the ottoman.


Who are you marketing to?   Come on now.   I know you want to keep it real, fun, lively, metro.  Whatever.  I'm letting you get away with not having any rugs that I like, remember when you used to carry pretty rugs?  Those were good times.  I loved looking at those yummy braided rugs in rich fall colors while I was pppputing my thoughts into perspective.  Oh, those were the days.  

Listen CB, can I call you CB?  We're friends right?  So, take my advice, keep your cuteness.  I know you love your martini, club hopping and high heels.  But, don't change everything that has made you the wonderfulness that you are.  

Now, here, blow your nose, call your designers and do what you do best.  Cuteness.  And call me anytime, I'm here for you.