I would much rather bake than cook any day. I like to follow a recipe, and touching slimy things like raw meat creeps me out.
Maggie, I've always wondered who thought of cheese? I mean, really? With bread being a close second.
Me (40) DH (47) & furbabies * m/c 7/08 4/12 11/12
I think baking is kind of like knitting - when you first do it, you have to follow the instructions to the word, but once you get a feel for it, you can be a little bit more creative and adjust things to your preferences.
I confess that job hunting is getting me down. Blah!
I spent most of yesterday doing the on line application for a job. And I still have to go back and update some job history stuff. Then I have to update my resume and upload it to the site. All before I can actually apply for a position. It's very odd that it's all electronic, but kinda cool, too.
That's how they were for sheesh, like the first five years. They had a long distance relationship and lived like 3 or so hours from each other. Then she sold her house and moved in with him. The saddest part of the split up is that as she was getting her stuff out of her storage to move to AZ (where my brothers are) she told me, "I never thought my life would be reduced to this."
This is only my moms third boyfriend in her whole life. She was married to my dad, then dated one other guy in between my dad and this guy.
I just had the most stressful morning ever. I was getting the kids ready to go play in the snow. We do everything assembly-line, like. Well it was mitten time. For the kids that have the big, bulky mittens, I shove their coat sleeves up as high as they will go. Then I put the mittens on and pull the coat over the top part of the mitten so they don't fall off.
Well I wrap my fingers around the wrist of one of the girls and go to push her coat sleeve up with my other hand, not realized how tight the part was around her wrist. So it stopped short about an inch above her wrist, causing me to pull on her wrist a bit and startled us both. At first she didn't cry at all but then I exclaimed, "Oh, did I hurt you?" and she started cry. I felt terrible. I comforted her to the max, thoroughly checked her arm, and then we went outside. She wouldn't play. She just sat there holding her arm. I asked her to move it around for me and she said no and cried and cried.
I was beside myself. I called her mom, told her exactly what happened and that I thought I must have pulled her wrist too hard. Her mom said she'd come right away if I really thought so but that she does this all the time to her dad. He'll accidentally hurt her while playing and she'll wail like she broke a bone and not speak to him for the rest of the night. That he's almost been in tears before thinking her hurt her. She said to try saying nothing about it and distract her and see what happened.
I was skeptical but said I'd call her back in 30 minutes. I admit I didn't take mom's advice. I took the kids inside and took off her shirt to check her. She had been giggling outside but when I took her shirt off and asked her if it hurt, again she started to cry and wouldn't put her arm back through the sleeve. So I called mom, in tears myself and said she was hurt for real. Mom said she'd be right there. I set her up comfy on the couch and told the rest of the kids to stay back while I set the table. Well, no sooner do I turn my back and the little girl picks up a ball with the arm she's been holding limp for 45 minutes and whips it across the room. So I ask her to climb into the loft and bring me a baby doll. She climbs with both hands and picks up a heavy basket of blocks with the "hurt" arm.
Man, she's totally fine! Thank goodness but she had me sick to my stomach thinking I actually hurt this child! I called mom right away and she was halfway here but said she figured as much and was going to turn around and go back to work. She said she's so sorry her daughter did that to me. I'm like You???? I'm sorry. I feel like an incompetent shlup.
On a lighter note, I'm baking banana oatmeal cookies. They're pretty good, but the texture is more like banana bread than cookies. This is the recipe: http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Banana-...II/Detail.aspx
Nope, I've never watched it. I love me some So You Think You Can Dance though.
You guys need to post more. I'm bored.
They don't show AI here until after a few weeks after it starts, I think and I just can't be bothered to watch it. I don't watch anything episodic besides Lost. Is episodic a word? LOL.
I cannot believe how much work people get me down. I was in this fabulous mood today, despite having a cavity filled this morning, and over the course of a 1.5 hour meeting, they just brought me down. I don't know why really, but the whole tone of our group has gone down the tubes. People are so dismissive of ideas, cut you off when you talk, are generally nasty to each other....and given that I'm close-ish to being done and want to be out of there SO BAD, my tolerance for their B.S. is zero.
I wish I could just not let it bug me. How can I get in a good mood in 10 minutes for my lovely kid? Hard.
I confess I kinda have to put together some thoughts for the therapist tomorrow. I'm going to ask for some good pills and a therapist to talk to once a week (that isn't too much to ask, right? Therapists see adults once a week sometimes don't they, or is that something I'm remembering from therapy as a teen that they don't do once you should be a responsible adult? LOL)