I’m Entering a Contest!

BPD and Drinking, bad mixThere is a MAJOR blogging conference going down this coming weekend that would be AWESOME to go to. But well, while someday that may happen, that day is pretty much light years off.

In the meantime, there is a group of bloggers who are participating in Blogher @ home, because well, this conference is huge but not everyone is lucky enough to go.

Anyway, one of the contests with a FABULOUS prize is to post on your own personal blog, a recipe for a drink. Should it be alcoholic or virgin doesn’t matter. (Though knowing these girls, the more booze the better.) I can totally do that because I have a drink in mind! And it’s stupid simple at that!

The catch is, like everything I make (all 3 things) there are no measuring involved when I do it. Which in this case is fine, because you can make it to taste.

You need:

  • Orange sherbet
  • TGIF Pina colada mix
  • Blender

Scoop, pour, blend, drink.

I should warn, this comes out OH SO THICK. If you bring it to your lips and tip to drink, you’ll get a face full. A straw is best, but even then you’ll struggle. So you can’t exactly chug this. But oh is it SO worth the work.

And suddenly I’m sad to be 35 weeks pregnant and not able to make, photograph, and enjoy. (Uh, nothing sudden about that. I want this baby and all but 35 weeks SUCKS.)

Creative Problem Solving

So we had our food stamps cut in January based on my income for December. We were down to a meager amount right as my income was cut so we didn’t have the left over cash to supplement. In other words, we weren’t exactly going hungry, but there wasn’t a whole lot of food in the house for the past few months.

The simple solution was to take in the crappy pay stubs and watch the food stamp balance go back up where it belongs. So we did, but it didn’t. And it didn’t. And then April came, cupboards were bare, and we didn’t have enough food stamps to survive the month on. So we sent emails and made phone calls. We got a hold of the supervisor and she made it her personal mission to take care of this for us. Sure enough within 2 days we had about 3 months worth of food stamps deposited into our account. Minus, of course, what they’d already given us.

Mind you, we still don’t get a ton of food stamps. We get enough. We still supplement with cash. A gallon of milk here, a box of cereal there. We get enough. We aren’t proud that we get them. We want off them as soon as we can be. Though in reality with Pat being disabled we’ll always get some. But the matter of fact is, there are 5 people in our household and I’m currently getting about 15 hours a week. This will change and our food stamps will go down. But for now, we need them and we get them.

Then the thought arose over the weekend. “I wish I could turn food stamps into cash. I mean, we have more food stamps than what we need currently but no cash.” See we need summer clothes for Thomas. With the way my hours have been cut, it was so not happening. I didn’t want to ask my mom but I was running out of options. This is where problem solving comes into play, because it dawned on me; I could offer a trade. A fair trade even. Or as fair as my mom would allow it to be. What if I offered my mom food, in exchange for clothes for Thomas? Sure enough she agreed, though she is giving the food to someone who needs it more.

So tonight we are going to Krogers and stocking up on 100-150$ worth of food. Then in exchange we are going down to once upon a child (a second hand children’s clothing store) and are buying Thomas his summer wardrobe.

This trade is a great idea.

In other news, my 2 year old is in 4T. Only it’s based off his weight and he isn’t quite tall enough for it. Fat baby is fat but only as tall as a proper 2-year-old. And I love it because he is so fun to nibble. He’s also calmed down in the weight gain so he isn’t getting fatter, and his height is slowly catching up to his belly. Meanwhile his shorts that are willing to go around the belly, hang down to about his ankles. It’s quite an interesting look. He’d still technically fit into 3T which would fit him lengthwise better, but he’s right on the line and I’d just have to pull the 4T out by the end of the summer anyways so, pulling it out now is less work over all.

Food and clothes. Slowly but surely our needs are being met. Now I just have to figure out laundry detergent. Probably that’ll get worked into the trade with mom though. As will socks for Luke.

Christmas: A Potentially Borderline Event

Borderline Personality Disorder and ChristmasWe had a good Christmas this year.

Thomas made out like a bandit. He got a fuck ton of transformers and remote control vehicles (airplanes from Santa, motorcycle, monster truck, hover craft, and a digger). He also got a Nerf gun that has already been properly used to torture the cat. Auntie Rachel, my sister, bought him a large pirate ship for the bath tub. It’s pretty cool. There are all these pieces that come off and can be moved around so you can design and redesign about a dozen different boats.

Luke didn’t get quite as much as Thomas got but what he did get he seems to really enjoy. His favorites seem to be his play cell phones. He got two, one for our house and one for grandma’s house. He also got a really big mega blocks dump truck. There are spots on it where you can build with the blocks, it of course holds mega blocks, and he can also ride on it. It’s pretty cool. He got lots of new books, I think we were all getting sick of the old ones. Then of course he got his mega block table from Santa.

Pat got a few good things. He got a brand new scale. We’ve been needing one around here. This one is really nice because it can handle our weight. He also got a set of really nice incense defusers.

I am pretty happy with what I got for Christmas. My mom bought me a t-shirt that reads “There are 10 types of people in the world: those who understand binary and those who don’t.” Btw, 10 is binary for 2. Now I just need the shirt that teaches you how to count in finger binary. Maybe next Christmas. I also got a new mouse for my computer. It’s a lot nicer than my old mouse. The cord is a little short but Jesse says he has an extension cord, so that will be good. Pat reactivated my WoW (world of warcraft) for me. So I can play Dygs again. This makes me way happy.

We spent the early part of the day home opening gifts with the kids. Then we headed to my mom’s house later that morning and had a gift exchange there. That afternoon Pat took Thomas to go see newest Chipmunk movie while Luke and I stayed at mom’ and hung out with my mom, sister and my sister’s new boyfriend, who I think is pretty cool by the way. After the movie Pat and Thomas came back and we had dinner. Mom made ham and turkey this year, which was pretty cool. And of course we had all the trimmings. After dinner Pat and I went home while the kids stayed at my mom’s for the weekend.

All in all it was a relaxing day.