Cheap, easy, and quick, sounds like the perfect dinner.
Inside out pizza
Cheap, easy, and quick, sounds like the perfect dinner.
Inside out pizza
I was going to post these on my sidebar but they showed up too small, so here, laugh!
Skillet apple caramel cake. I’m not even sorry if your pants don’t fit tomorrow IT’S THAT GOOD.
I was on Pioneer Woman’s website recently and came across this recipe which she adapted from Sarah Multon on Food Network. I tweaked it some and wala…caramelly goodness!
I am not sure whose idea it was to trust a crazy person with their own medication. Seriously when they give you prescriptions they should assign you with a person aid to make sure you arent being a complete moron with your meds.
When I go to the doctor for my boys I have a cute little notebook.
(Mine is cuter though)
I log every single thing about the visit. New medicine doses, height, weight, milestones, shots, etc. If you ask me what kind of medicine a 9 month old can have I can go back to that date in Brandon’s half of the book and tell you every goddamn thing his doctor said.
Then, I have this little accordion file for them also.
It is about 4×6 and is just big enough to hold insurance cards, lab work, business cards of all of their doctors and shot records. Needless to say, medically I am very organized when it comes to my boys.
Me however? My doctors appointment is a lot of me going "uh huh, yeah, okay, yup I understand, righty-o, I got it." Every time I walk out and say, "Wait shit, what the fuck did he just say?" Sounds like maybe I need a notebook huh? The sad part, I have two very cute notebooks in my purse. Every week I look at them and wonder what I will ever do with them. LIGHTBULB DUMMY!
Anyway the point of all this. When I started Lithium I started at a dose of 150 per day. Then my doctor told me she was bumping me to 300 daily. Then she left. When I met with the new doctor he was so upset because the correct dose was 300 twice a day, which is what she meant to do, but she wrote the prescription wrong. So for the last 5 months I’ve been on 600mg of Lithium a day. After the last time I talked to my doctor we discussed my absolute frustration with the weight gain the Lithium and Zoloft caused. He again expressed his frustration with the resident that was treating me before. He stated that obviously if weight gain was a problem for me (meaning I’m not one of those twigs who doesn’t gain weight easily), and if gaining the weight would make me depressed the resident was absolutely wrong to put me on either of those drugs, let alone both of them at once. He took me off the Zoloft and put me on Wellbutrin. Immediately I loved it. The next step was the Lithium. He told me a better drug for me was Lamictal. While the Lithium has a tendency to make people drowsy and lethargic the Lamictal is the opposite. It gives energy and has a side effect of weight loss. SCORE! The plan was to slowly ween onto the Lamictal and then come off the Lithium. He gave me a great little starter pack.
Even I couldn’t fuck that up. It counted each day AND week for me. Once I finished week five I was to fill the prescription he gave me. I diligently did so and finished week five. On week five I was at 100 mg of Lamictal. I was feeling good, I had lost eight pounds, I was happy and almost like myself again. This is some good shit man. The prescription told me to take 1/2 a pill for a week and then a full pill. The next thing I knew I was being a jerk again, kind of sinking back and I gained back six pounds. I was all prepared to tell my doctor in two weeks that obviously we needed to raise my dose because it wasn’t working. I finally called him today because, due to my lack of note taking I couldn’t remember when I was supposed to start weaning off the Lithium. He told me when I got to 200mg of Lamictal. He said that should have happened weeks ago. I said no, the script said to take a half pill and then a full so I’m on 100 now. His response,
"Go read your bottle again"
So I did. And I read.
Taking ONE AND A HALF PILLS FOR ONE WEEK AND THEN TAKE TWO PILLS.
So incase you aren’t good at math I accidentally took myself from 100mg of Lamictal down to 50mg and then back to 100mg. So maybe there was a reason why I wasn’t feeling right, and gaining weight and being a massive asshole.
My doctor basically laughed at my dumb ass, told me to go take a second pill and wean off the Lithium now. I see him next week where I will be extra SUPER DUPER sure to pack my notebook!
This is exactly why I feel like crazies like me need to be assigned attendants!
This is the brand new shopping cart at Walmart
I saw it yesterday and was pretty stoked to take the boys shopping next time because that seat seemed so much more comfortable then the old ones.
Then I saw the following and thought…
Fuck it, I’m under the max, Honey looks like you’ll be pushing mama around the grocery store next time!
If you would like to make some fresh peaches in a cinnamon buttery brown sugary sauce of goodness stop by here and see the recipe! Try not to lick your computer screen please!
I used deli sliced cheese so it was extra thin and turkey sliced really thin. You can’t really add much more then meat and cheese or it won’t roll up well. Anyway I’m glad I finally tried this because Brandon really liked it and it was nice having something new to put in his lunch box.
The second time around I added a little cream cheese to keep it kind of moist. Brandon tasted one tonight and loved it.
His lunch is all ready and waiting for him.
Next up in the lunch discussion, when ever I make spaghetti I have started making a double portion. Then I spray some mini loaf pans with some Pam and fill them with sgetti. I cover it up with the saran wrap stuff. I freeze it over night. The next day I pull them out and use my Food Saver to put them in individual bags so it doesn’t get freezer burn. Sometimes if I’m in a hurry I will throw them all in one giant Ziplock and it works just as good.
When I first started packing Brandons lunches I would buy jello and fruit in little premade containers. It didn’t seem to cost much at the time but one week Brandons stuff started coming back unopened and when I was throwing away a fruit cup here and a Gogurt there the dollar signs flashed in my head. I finally realized he couldn’t open the fruit containers. They were sealed way too tight and when he did get them open they would splash on him. So I began opening them and putting them in a tupperware in his lunch box. That got old really fast. So this time while I was at the store I stocked up on treat. I got a large container of applesauce that I can portion out into small containers. A large thing of fruit in his favorite flavor. Then I bought a .59 pack of jello and one of pudding. I mixed those up when I got home so I can just scoop some out each morning. Buying things in bulk that way made it so much easier to give him a variety during the week. I had so many options instead of being married to a pack of fruit cups. I took the jello and put half of it in tiny containers so I could easily toss them into his lunch.
I am supposed to do a blog about my 5 year wedding anniversary today. That is what normal bloggers do. But hey, I am anything but normal. I love my husband, he is my world, but post one of those mushy gooshy blogs about love…I’m not sure who would be more embarrassed, me or him. However, if he were ever to hijack my blog and post something smooshy to me that would under the title of super romantic and less under the title of lame or the title of WOMAN STOP POSTING MUSHY SHIT THAT MAKES ME BLUSH.
Anyway we are going to dinner at Olive Garden. Yes I know, we are going all out huh. The reason is because I want to eat their Zeppoli for desert.
Soft, traditional Italian doughnuts dusted with powdered sugar, served with chocolate sauce for dipping.
I was telling my friend about it when it suddenly occurred to me that I basically live my life wondering when and what my next desert will be.
I guess that is why I also spend so much time wondering why my pants don’t fit.
But it’s okay because my shoes always fit right?
Unless I’m pregnant…which, then no nothing fits.
I have been with the same guy for 8 years and have only seen him cry twice (stop lying Rob yes you did too cry at our wedding). My husband has seen me cry two times in the last hour.
The way I spend my day wondering when my next desert will be, my husband wonders when his next Super Burrito will be. That is why today for our anniversary I showed up at his work with a Chrozio Super Burrito with THIRTY TWO OUNCE SALSA!! Which pretty much looked like this;
Burrito + 32oz salsa = Super best wife ever
Not only did I get him the burrito I got him his favorite Starbucks drink. It is as follows:
1 caramel frappaccino with extra sauce and extra syrup double blended extra sugary. I think having to say that to the guy at the drive up should earn me triple brownie points for life.
Sort of like the time my husband came home with the limited edition apple pie ice cream for me. Yeah…he was good in my book for almost an entire week which was a way long time.
The point is, five years is such a long time. But it still feels like yesterday that I met him. I still learn new things about him every day. He is the only one I love to hug. From day one I have loved his hugs. I love his smell and how well he tolerates me. I’ve written so much on here about how well he loves me.
Happy Anniversary babe…I promise to always bring you burritos as long as you promise to always bring me limited edition ice cream!
So. After much thought I figured out Brandon’s chore/behavior chart. The basis is this. In the morning he has six things to complete and at night he has six things to complete (for now). When he completes it he gets to turn over the picture to a smile face. Every smile face will earn him a nickle. Below that are four smile faces. These are for attitude. He will start every day with smile faces. But if he doesn’t share, argues, whines, is mean, yells etc he will get a frown face. If he has more frowns then smiles at the end of the day he can not watch TV in bed. He has his own room now so that won’t impact Codi. Brandon loves watching Wubzy after his bath before bed so this will really piss him off to lose that privilege. The second bottom has a space for six days. Monday through Saturday. I decided to give him a break on Sunday. Every day if he has all happy faces (or more smiles then frowns) he earns a SUPER Super man sticker. On If he has four out of six Superman stickers he gets to take his money to the dollar store. But, if he has less then that he has to keep his money in his bank and wait until next, hoping he does better.
Here is the board. Now! This is a rough draft. Tomorrow my husband is going to take all of the chore pictures to work and laminate them. My mom is bringing me cute smiley stickers. I plan to put the picture on a coordinating square piece of paper (red or blue, something matching my theme) and then on the other side putting the smiley. Then husband will laminate them and I will punch a hole in the top and put it on the little rings that the circles are currently on. Tomorrow I plan to add a cute sun to the AM side and a Moon to the PM side so he understands better which side is what.
Here is his night time list. I put it in order of what he has to do. Eat dinner, clean up, take a bath, get his jammies on, brush his teeth and go potty. Each time he does that he gets to turn it over to the smiley. Each smiley earns him a nickle. So far tonight he has eaten, and picked up his toys so he is up to a whopping .10 for the night.
Here is a rough draft of his morning. He will need to eat, get dressed, clean up, make his bed, brush teeth and comb hair for school.
The four happy faces there are behavior. Tomorrow I plan to put a cute picture of a TV in the center of the four smiles. He loses smiles for yelling, not sharing, whining, not listening, being mean to Codi etc. Two things happen when he loses smiles. First, if he has three or more frowns he loses his TV privileges. Second, he does not earn his superman for the day. Rob and I decided that if he has two and two he can make a choice, lose TV or lose Superman.
Each night before bed we will come down and look at all of his smiles. If he has completed all of his chores and has a lot of good behavior smiles he gets his Superman. On Friday he gets to count his Supermans. If he has four or more he gets to take all of his money and go to the dollar store. If not, he can keep his money but no trip to the dollar store.
So far tonight it has seemed to work. He was really excited to eat because he knew he would get a smile face when he turned it over. Then he looked to see what happened next which was clean up. He went and cleaned and then ran over for his smile face. I’m hoping this will help him start doing things with out being told. He will just get dressed in the morning with out me asking him eleventy billion times. I also hope it will make it so I don’t have to tell him to stop jumping on the couch more then once, because if I do, instant frown which could lead to no TV or dollar store. After a few weeks of dollar store I plan to let him cash his money in for a trip to Chuck E Cheese.
Pray for me y’all, I sure hope this works.
I was browsing this blog last night. This lady makes the coolest little bento box lunches. I am totally coveting those bento boxes. I want them sooo bad but A: I can’t afford one and B: my family would disown me if I got rid of Brandons Superman lunch box. Anyway she was making all these mini kabob things for her kids. Brandon has been getting kind of bored with his lunch so I decided to try it this morning. He is on a hot dog kick right now (shut up they are 100% turkey meat, no ears and hooves) so I used those, string cheese and cheddar cheese. I made him cute little kabobs. I can’t wait for him to see them today when he opens his lunch box. This week when I visit the dollar store with Brandon I am going to look for some small cookie cutters. I like how she cut mini sandwiches out and put them in the little tupperware, or made mini cheese shapes. I’m glad I found her website, this is exactly what I needed to start sprucing up Brandons lunch box.