A Pee Party?

Golden Showers Garden Party

The Crunchy Chicken has another challenge. The comments suggest using diluted urine on your garden could help your produce PRODUCE!

Hmmmm...

Not sure I am up to the challenge but, we may have people over that weekend. Do you think if I asked them to pee in a bucket (for the good of the earth) they would call me crazy?

Probably.

Defying death...

WOW!

This is miraculous.

Wonder how they will explain this to him when he is old enough to surf the net and find this article?

Mama mia

The baby is currently taking her second nap of the day and it's only 1:47.

Had to keep myself busy so I found a couple of yummo recipes to try.

The first one is from one of my frequented blogs, SCRIBBIT. She is one of those super-organized bloggers with a day reserved just for posting recipes. I try (and love) most all of her recipes. This happy cheese bread is delicious. About 2 seconds after I snapped this photo I ate half a loaf. My dough was really wet and I was afraid it wouldn't turn out, but it did. I should have used a sharper knife to make the X because it baked itself away. I used a tablespoon of flax seed in mine to make it healthy:). I also only used a palm sized ball of mozzarella because I was running low on cheese. You gotta try this one. It is delightful alone or my kids loved it dipped in a little of my homemade tomato pasta sauce. MMMMMmmmmmm...

The second recipe I am trying today is a meatloaf. My family digs meatloaf. I actually have a perfect recipe that I love, but this inside out cheeseburger one sounded too yummy to pass up. It is in the crock pot now and should be ready before daddy leaves for work tonight. I am serving it with curly fries and lettuce salad. Can't wait!

Thank goodness I live in the Midwest where cheese is the ingredient of utmost importance.

Happy Cooking:)

Update! Cheeseburger in Paradise was a hit. I used Jimmy Dean Sage sausage and ground chuck instead of ground beef. YUMMO!

At least the sun was shining.

Sanford must have some friend in high places because the weather was BEAUTIFUL for "daddy's big party" yesterday.

"Your boss must really like you to throw you such a nice party." #1 said as we entered the carnival.

My husband snorted.

We shared the parking lot of Howard Wood with only about another 35,000 people or so. We waited in lines longer than the length of the small town I live in. But, the kids had fun riding on the rides. Dh is working the night shift this weekend so we missed the morning activities and pretty much all of the "games" had given out all of their prizes by the time we had arrived. Because of our cramped schedule (dad had to be to work by 6:30) we didn't wait in line for the free supper. It was okay. There was A LOT of people there. We didn't take the baby, but a lot of people did bring strollers. I felt for them as they maneuvered that thing through the crowds of people.

Since my husband missed the concert he received both a Sheryl Crow and a Rascal Flats cd that we can listen to in the comfort of our own home.

I think it was a nice thank you to the employees and their families. A bit too many people for my own liking, but most everyone we met was happy and having fun.

It's a...

happy, healthy, baby!

You didn't really think I would go and ruin the surprise, did ya?

The baby weighs about 12 oz and is almost 11 inches long already. We're right on track with measurements and looking at around Oct.10 for delivery, if I am induced as with my first two.

That big mass on the top of the ultrasound is the placenta. In every one of my pregnancies, my placenta has been anterior which makes for a bit of difficulty feeling any early movements.

Joy for me!

Wordless Wednesday...

working out...

My exercise regime is interesting to say the least. This morning my triceps were screaming in pain. Then I remembered my workout from yesterday.

I picked up the toys.

I ran to the bathroom to pee (see, my legs get a workout, too?).

I improved my dexterity early in the day (we have 8 am church) by French braiding a non-compliant #1's hair.

I scrubbed (count them) three (thank you very much JG - you are not so good looking anymore) white pairs of baseball pants three separate times between 11 pm Saturday night and 10 am Sunday morning.

I ran to the bathroom to pee.

I laced three different pairs of baseball cleats only for #2 to to decide to wear the zip up ones.

I wrapped a birthday present for #1 to go to a birthday party. I wrote out words for her to write on the card.

I waved a kitchen towel in front of the smoke alarm twice (once for breakfast-not my fault, once for lunch- definitely my fault).

I ran to the bathroom to pee.

I put all the kitchen table chairs up to sweep.

I took all the kitchen chair down to serve (burnt) lunch.

I put all the kitchen chairs up to sweep again.

I spent 6 hours late in the day holding a squirmy, sweaty (feverish), 20 plus pound weight(baby) on either hip or with both arms while she passed out for quick naps (if I put her down she woke right up).

I ran to the bathroom to pee holding a 20 plus pound weight.

I took out the trash.

I picked up the toys.

I ran to the bathroom to pee.

I ate a healthy supper of cereal at 10 pm.

I rocked a almost feeling better 20 pound baby to sleep.

I ran to the bathroom to pee.

I crawled into bed with my 'exercise clothes' on, grabbed my flannel body pillow and passed out.