He needs a cushion

Vessel has been demonstrating "pretend play" a lot the past couple of months. He has some little "guys" as he likes to call them, which are basically a bunch of random toy men and action figures. Today he was in his room playing with them and then he came into my room to show me what he did for his little Dracula toy. Apparently Dracula's coffin was a bit uncomfortable as it was, because Vessel put one of his little socks in there to serve as a cushion. He told me he "made a pillow." It was really cute.

Depression hurts...

This was the only thing that made me laugh all day.

Randomosity

~As I was driving to Mike's office the other day I saw a big "McCain-Palin" sign in somebody's front yard. Do they not realize that the election is over? Let it go, man, just let it go.

~I love the dollar store. I can always find the coolest stuff there. I don't care if it's all made in China.

~You know something that bugs me? When people purposely put thoughts in my head about other people so as to distort my opinion of them. I should be able to make up my own opinion of that person without knowing all the horrible things they did to person #1.

~I bought some new plates and bowls recently because the first dinnerware set we ever owned (probably a wedding gift) has seen it's last days. Most of the plates have chips and cracks in them. But I don't want to throw them away. Does anyone know how I can recycle my plates? Does anyone have any good ideas on what I could make out of them?

~A few weeks ago we went in for TS with our bishop. When he gave us our records I saw that Mike and I have the same baptismal date! Just one more reason we're meant to be together I guess. :)

~I now have a freakin' sweet Christmas music collection thanks to my friend Rachel who hooked me up with the Beatles Christmas records, Dr. Demento, Mannheim Steamroller, A very German Techno Christmas, A very Japanese Trance Christmas, Celtic Christmas, and They Might Be Giants Holiday Land!

~I've said it before and I'll say it again: I HATE my thyroid. I really do. It costs about $200 smackers every time I need to get a vile of blood drawn. And our insurance won't cover it. How am I supposed to afford that every 4 weeks? $#%*! I hate that this seemingly little thing can wreak so much havoc in my body.

~One downfall to living here is that we don't find out about church related things until days or weeks after the fact. Take Elder Wirthlin's death for instance. Yeah, didn't know about it until this past Sunday. Back when we lived in "the Bubble" that kind of stuff would be all over the local news. And we used to be able to watch the Christmas devotional and Conference on regular television stations, but not here. :( Thank goodness for the internet.

~We decided to put our Christmas tree up the first of December. It's the earliest I think we've put our tree up. But I want to enjoy the Christmas season for as long as possible.

(this is our regular tree and our mini tree with the nativity scene and other decorative items.)

Mike's Work Party

Well, now that Mike has a "real" job we got to go to his annual company Christmas party. Nothing like dressing up and going to a fancy dinner, in my opinion! I even got to wear a name tag that read "Jamie Bates - Guest." Sweet, right? Anyway, I thought it might've been a little bit awkward, not only because I didn't know a soul there, but because there was unlimited alcohol and well, we don't drink. Luckily we got to sit with some of our friends in our ward. Marky-Mark works at the company with Mike and Jenny serves with me in the Primary. It was actually a pretty enjoyable time and we got away with drinking soda and cranberry juice without feeling too left out. We even danced a few songs. I also got sweet video footage of some of the dancers who, in Mark's words, were "tanked." I decided to leave the videos out, but you can use your imagination. Hilarious stuff. :)

Christmas Stroll

Friday night a dear friend of ours offered to watch the boy child so that Mike and I could go out and enjoy the GF Christmas Stroll and parade. Basically the town blocks off the main street going through downtown and vendors set up shops and there is a big parade of lights and Santa lights the big tree at the Civic Center. So anyway, it was colder than I would've liked, but it was still pretty fun. Okay, it was kind of lame, but at least we ran into some good friends of ours who made it fun!

Here I shake the hand of this random wooden statue that the store dressed in a Santa suit. And Mike cops a feel.

Yet another sexy pose from us with this Santa wanna-be.

Rachel and I sit on "Nibbles" the dinosaur, a monumental statue in GF. Sorry it looks like I'm pulling a Michael Jackson in this picture. Didn't intend for it to look that way...

More pictures with "Nibbles" only this time Giordano gets involved and Rachel gives the little gal a drink. (p.s. I never get "red-eye" in pictures, so that's neat-o)

These broads were singing carols on the street corner. Eh, good times were had by all.

Here we witnessed a group of senior citizens practicing their ho-down skills in this vacant building.

Later we went to Mike's place of business for some free cookies and hot cocoa, only we were deceived as there was no hot cocoa. So then we went to Hardee's, which is the Carl's Jr. of Montana. The best part was the comment cards Rachel and Giordano filled out. And as always, our conversations were fun and entertaining. I learned what "teabagging" meant, so not only was it an entertaining conversation, but an educational one at that. Then we went into a toy store that was packed full of people and G and R (not the band) played with puppets and then we went browsing for a Christmas present for the boy child. Rachel fell in love with the little animals dressed in clothes. :) After nearly 3 hours of strolling down the street in the cold we finally went home. The only regret of the night is that I wasn't able to partake of the famous deep-fried Anaheim pepper. The fire department had a little shop set up where they took peppers and stuffed them with a sausage-y, cheesy, spicy concoction and then battered them and deep fried them. I was the only one who thought it sounded delicious. So nobody wanted to wait in line with me. Psh, I should've just stood in line by myself, am I right?

Homemade Grub

Okay, I know that most of you make all your food at home and from scratch everyday, so why should I be so pleased with myself? Well, I am proud of myself because cooking is so hard for me and something I don't necessarily enjoy. Ever since our move we have been committed to eating at home and only out at restaurants on occassion. This is a true accomplishment for us considering we used to eat out about 4-5 times a week when we lived in SLC. Granted we were both busy with school and work and a child, so somehow we justified it. But now I've got so much more time on my hands and I cook dinner every night unless it's a special occassion or the weekend. Oh, and Mike helps out a lot too, so I can't take all the credit. Anyway, this week we were craving some Greek and Indian food so we whipped up our own version of gyros and made a side of hummus for the extra pitas.

Mike seasoned the chicken and cooked it on the outside grill then cut it up into small peices.

Real gyros are typically made with lamb or beef, but chicken can work too. Add onions, tomatos and tzatziki sauce and you're done! That poo looking substance to the left is the hummus.

The pitas only take a few minutes to bake. It might be hard to tell from my picture, but they puff up like a balloon when they're done.

The great thing about them ballooning up like they do is that they make a little pocket perfect for stuffing food in!

Pita Bread

Ingredients:
3 cups bread flour*
1 1/2 Tablespoons sugar
1 1/2 teaspoons salt
4 teaspoons active dry yeast
2 Tablespoons melted butter
1 1/4 cups room-temperature water

*You can substitute any amount of whole wheat flour for white flour, although the dough may require additional water to be soft and malleable.

Combine flour, sugar, salt, and yeast in large mixing bowl or heavy duty mixer. Add butter and water and mix by hand on low speed with mixer for about 1 minute. Knead or use dough hook on mixer (med. speed) for 10 minutes until dough is smooth and elastic (this is why I love my KitchenAid.) Add flour or water as needed. The dough should be slightly tacky but not sticky. Transfer dough to a glass bowl brushed with olive oil. Turn the dough over once to coat. Cover with plastic wrap and allow to rise at room temperature until doubled in volume (1 to 1 1/2 hours.) Punch dough down and divide it into 8 equal balls. Cover and let rest for 20 minutes. Preheat oven to 450 degrees. On a lightly floured surface roll out each ball to a thin 8 inch round. You can bake these on a pizza stone or an upside-down baking sheet. Spray the stone or baking sheet with a mist of water, wait 30 seconds, then place as many rounds on the hearth as possible. Bake until dough puffs up like a balloon, which is about 3 minutes. Remove each bread to cool on a rack. Note: If you leave the breads in the oven too long, they will not deflate to flat disks.

Tzatziki-- (cucumber sauce for gyros)

Ingredients:
2 cups plain yogurt
2 teaspoons pureed garlic
1 teaspoon salt
2 cucumbers, peeled, seeded, grated (use large holes on grater)
1/2 teaspoon black pepper
2 tablespoons olive oil
pinch of salt

For best results drain yogurt for 1 hour in a cheesecloth lined strainer. (We didn't do it because we were short on time) In a bowl, combine yogurt, garlic, pepper and salt. Sprinkle a little salt on grated cucumbers, drain for 10-15 minutes. Add drained cucumbers to the yogurt mixture then mix in olive oil and you're done!

Hummus

Ingredients:
2 cups canned chickpeas rinsed (or 3/4 cup dried chickpeas)*
1/3 cup fresh lemon juice
3 Tablespoons tahini
2 garlic cloves finely minced
1 Tablespoon olive oil
1 Tablespoon finely chopped fresh parsley
Sprinkling of hot or sweet paprika
Salt to taste

* If you use dry chickpeas, it takes a lot longer. You must pick over, rinse and soak. Then boil and simmer for 1 1/2 hours. Too much work for me, but if you're into that sort of thing, don't let me stop ya.

Place chickpeas in a food processor and add the lemon juice, tahini, garlic, and salt. Puree until smooth adding 2 to 3 tablespoons of warm water as needed to obtain a creamy consistency. Remove to a shallow serving bowl and garnish with olive oil, parsley and paprika.

Tomorrow Is a New Day

Well, November has come and gone. That went by rather quickly. So did October. I hope December lasts a little longer. I really love the Christmas season and I just want to savor it this year.
Our week was a bit up and down. If you read my previous post you know that the boy child was sick for a few days. He was all better by Thanksgiving. But then I got sick the day after. Not the same kind of sick, luckily. Just a cold, and fortunately it has about run it's course and I am feeling better now.
Anyway, besides the illnesses the week went well. Wednesday we had a get together at our house with some new found friends. I made some homemade cheesy potato soup and rolls and Mike made some chicken kabobs. Our friends brought salad and beverages. It was a fun night and Mike was excited that he got to play his Risk 2210 A.D. game with a group of people (finally.) Smiles were had by all.
The next day was Thanksgiving, and somehow by some miracle we slept until 10 a.m. Well, the boy child DID wake up around 5:30 or 6:00 the first time, but we managed to get him to go back to sleep until 10. It was a leisurely morning. I was happy that we made all our Thanksgiving food the day before (pie, salad, cranberry relish.) The only thing I had to do was bake some rolls. Lesa, who invited us to her house made the rolls but needed us to bake them in our oven since hers was occupied by a turkey. I am thankful for John and Lesa for inviting us to their home for Thanksgiving so we wouldn't have to spend it alone. Although their entire family was there, we had a good time and it wasn't as awkward as I imagined. It was a pretty stress free holiday, which is more than I can say for the host. How are you holding up anyway, Lesa? Their family has a tradition of playing family bingo every year and so we participated in that and went away with some pretty awesome loot for prizes.
It was so nice to spend the rest of the weekend with Mike. I really love any time that he is home and the boy child loves it too. It actually hurts my feelings sometimes because if Mike is home, it's like I don't even exist to the boy child. :( He just loves his dad so much and loves hanging around with him doing "man" stuff, whatever that is.
Anyway, tomorrow is the start of a new week and a new month. I hope it's a great one!

For the Love of Humanity!

Well, it seems that Vessel has caught a bug. For the past 2 days he has had severe diarrhea. Let me just tell you about my life these past couple of days. Okay, so I wake up to the sounds of my son crying because his tummy hurts. I go in to change him and unzip his pajamas to find that he is in a sea of liquid poo. That's never a good sign right? Somehow the fabric of his pajamas keeps the liquid inside instead of soaking to the outside. It's like he's swimming in it and covered from head to toe! Then he is crying because his bum hole is so raw from the poo that I can't even wipe him down. Then I give him a bath and slather him with A+D diaper rash ointment and put a new diaper on him, only to hear the explosive onslaught of diarrhea start all over again. I go through about 3 or 4 pair of clothes a day. He won't eat or drink anything but somehow still manages to poo so much that it explodes up his diaper and into his shirt sleeves! I kid you not! I feel so sad for him because I know he can't control it and I'm sure his tummy feels really sour and gross right now. But I'm suffering too! Today I threw up from changing him. I have not thrown up since I was pregnant more than 2 years ago! So you know it's gotta be bad! He hasn't had such anal leakage since last December around Christmas when he got sick. Poor kid. I have to give him 2-3 baths a day because the poo just gets all over. It's like creamy yellow soup. I know, you wanted to hear that right? Well, you need to know what I have to deal with! I called Mike at work today and told him he owes me big time. While he's off enjoying his cushy office job I'm here cleaning up a mess that could only come directly from the depths of hell!! Okay, that was harsh. I just wish my little boy would get feeling better soon and I could take off the hazmat suit I've been wearing around the house the last few days just to endure the toxic smell of poo.

True Confessions by "Mick"

So I was reading up on Pat and Jauna Cabbage's blog and found a "True Confessions" post, detailing all the dirty deeds from their pasts that they'd hid from others (mostly the 'rents). I thought it was sweet enough to justify making my own. Anyone else who feels the need to air out their dirty laundry, make sure and leave a comment so I know aboot it!

Here goes:

1) When I was a kid I had a fascination with egging things. I probably threw a couple hundred eggs off our deck onto the neighbor's patio and hot tub. One time when the urge to egg came on and I knew the 'rents were on to me, I went and egged my own bedroom window so they wouldn't suspect me. I'm pretty sure my bro Dave took the heat for that one.

2) When I was in the fourth grade I was pretty resistant to the idea of doing homework, and apparently my teacher thought that marching me to the library and calling my Mom every day would help in that process. Instead of just doing my homework like I should have, I ended up taking our phone off the hook every morning before I left for school so my teacher would just get a busy signal when she called. Yeah, she was pretty ticked.

3) I peed my pants in the fifth grade. It was the end of the day and everyone was reporting the number of pages they'd read over the previous month, and I really had to go. I wanted to just sit down and focus on holding it, but the pressure of standing up was just too much for me. I ended up peeing and then try to convince Dave on the way home that I had been playing in the snow and that's why my pants were wet. Wadayagonado.

4) When I was around nine years old I used to test out the saying that cats always land on their feet by tossing the neighbor's cats off our deck whenever they wandered into our yard. I discovered the saying only held true when I softly lobbed them off, but not when I totally chucked them straight down. Yeah, maybe I'm lucky I didn't grow up to be a serial killer, eh?

5) About a month after getting to the first area on the mish, I really had to duke it but my companion was in the shower so I ended up lining an office trash can with a Wal-Mart bag and took care of business. That event marked the official end to my self respect....

Ok, I'm thinking on that note I'll call it good. Don't judge me.

Meh (Randomosity)

~I am so tired today. I just want to go to sleep......zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

~But I can't because 1.) I have to type this post :) and 2.) I have to clean my house after I type this post.

~I am having my aunt over for dinner tonight, and I still don't know what I'm going to make.....

~I wish I didn't hate cooking so much. I think I will make Mike cook something on the grill tonight.

~I feel so blah today. Maybe if I took better care of myself I wouldn't feel so grotesque.

~Speaking of feeling so blah, I had a good, long, productive talk with Mike last night and we set some goals to get healthier. I love Mike. He's a great husband.

~We sent out our Thanksgiving cards last week. Yup, Mike won. No Christmas cards this year. So far we've gotten mixed responses to our card.

~I hate it when the weather is so dreary like this. Maybe my MIL is right. Maybe I'm already suffering from seasonal affective disorder. Or maybe it's something else....

~Yesterday Vessie went in for his 2 year check up. He was such a good boy and everyone loved his little fauxhawk. They decided to do a blood test to find out more about the alleged peanut allergy. He was so brave throughout the whole procedure. They stuck one arm and couldn't find the vein, so they had to stick his other arm too. Poor guy. I just held him and sang to him to try to keep his mind off of it. But I almost started crying too! He was such a sweet-heart and kept saying "hi" to all the nurses. They let him pick out some bandaids (which he LOVES) and a lollipop, so all was well in the end. I love that kid so much. :)

~Oh, by the way, it turns out that our kid is healthy. He is turning into a really lean boy though. He's not so chubs anymore. :( But when I think about it, I was a lean child, and I believe Mike always was too, so it's probably just genetic. I wish I was still lean.....

~So, this week someone told me I must be vain because of the car I drive. Whoa, pass the judgment pudding, please! If they only knew.....

~The 80's are really coming back strong. Even music lately sounds like it came straight out of the 80's era. Examples include Spiralling by Keane, Dawn of the Dead by Does it Offend You, Yeah?, Electric Feel by MGMT, just to name a few. It's fine by me. I LOVE 80's music. Check this out. Oh wait, this is better. Swwweeeeeet.

~That was just the jolt I needed. Now I must go clean. Faretheewell....

~I just realized I use "......" at the end of my sentences quite a bit, and I don't even know why....