It’s bathing night here, so I’m currently sitting at the top of the stairs with one kid in each shower (one in mine, one in theirs), while I periodically inquire, “What are you doing in there? Are you nearly done?”. It’s great that they can bathe themselves, but it’s still a process. Nicholas has a running commentary going in his. I think he’s talking about NHL 11 (video game for the playstation) or just the playoffs because I swear I heard something like “that’s a bad word in sign language [??], and you should get fined for using that, but nothing happens if the ref doesn’t see it…” and now he’s talking about how people should pass the puck, and playing positions. Of course, with all this talking and the water running he can’t hear my periodic shouts.
We’re on day 2 of “do the dishes before going to bed.” This is a task I dislike, and yet I like the end result. Night Gal hates doing the dishes. Morning Gal likes waking up to a tidy kitchen. Of course, Morning Gal gets up after the 3 other people in the house have already had breakfast many mornings, so it’s no longer exactly “tidy,” but at least it’s not littered with roasting pans and kitchen knives. It was rough going over the weekend (“it’s a holiday – I don’t want to do dishes!”), particular since I made (not terribly good) cookies which made extra dishes.
I’ve been wanting oatmeal cookies and I’d had good results before with the recipe on the Quaker Oats can. It is only now that I remember I have at least one canister of instant oats (from when my grandmother was here) plus the industrial sized box from Costco (regular rolled, not instant or quick), and that one or both of those probably has the recipe. I’ll go see how that compares with the one I found on the Quaker website. The end result was a mostly alright cookie, but kind of dense. It’s a sad testimony to how rarely I make cookies that the boys were thrilled, even with mediocre cookies.
I noticed on the Quaker site that in the “recipes” tab, there’s a link to “oatmeal topping ideas.” Score! I thought. I could use some new ideas. Oatmeal does hold me longer than some other breakfast choices we have (one of my other favorites is a fried egg on a piece of toast – simple, but delicious). I clicked and the page didn’t load. I immediately thought, “If the Quaker people can’t come up with new things to do with oatmeal, what hope is there for me?!” And then I hit “reload” and all kinds of things loaded. The other day I did chopped roasted almonds (take away my hippie card – my nuts aren’t raw), dried cranberries and some cranberry apple butter Trader Joe’s had over the winter. It’s been living in my fridge, but wasn’t moldy and hadn’t expired. Super.
[Showers done, teeth brushed, jammies on. Soundtrack featured “Are you done yet?” and “What are you doing in there?” and “Leave your brother alone!” and the ever popular “Stop reading and finish up already.” Now they’re returning from saying goodnight to Dan who was last spotted making no-carb chocolate mousse for himself for dessert]
Tell me more about the brain candy you’re reading. I read brain candy nearly exclusively, and my audiobooks (my background noise while I do housework) have to be. The fact that I’m doing this “Game of Thrones” book as an audiobook is a big switch for me – I have to pay more attention than I normally do with an audiobook, but I could get this faster (it’s a library download) than waiting for an actual print copy of the book. One of my first audiobooks? The entire (oh yes, all 10+ books) Princess Diaries series. I also end up reading books that are related to television series or movies because I can’t think of things to read on my own. It’s how I found Charlaine Harris (she writes the Sookie Stackhouse books that are behind the “True Blood” series on HBO). Also, my library subscribes to this database called NoveList which has this great “author read-alike” feature. I read the “Confessions of a Shopaholic” series and then found a whole mess of Irish/UK chick lit to read. Janet Evanovich is another fun read. In the “not exactly brain candy” category, I’m still a huge Stephen King fan.
You asked about books I would write. For fiction, maybe something with a mermaid as a the main character. WIth all the vampire hype, people might be ready. Also, I thought MaryJanice Davidson’s 3 book series about a mermaid named Fred was good. I’d have to not copy her. For non-fiction I have no idea. Probably the best I could do would be a collection of essays. You know – like this thing. I don’t know enough about any one thing to want to write a book about it. Things I’m sort of involved with (like breastfeeding or knitting) are already done so well that I don’t feel drawn to try to invade that yet. Plus, with the knitting? By the time I thought about writing essays on that (because it surely won’t be a pattern book), the bloom will be off that literary rose. I might have better luck going right to e-publishing, but I’m not that interested. I would like Thomas Hale to release his Medications and Mother’s Milk book in a better format. CD-ROM would be nice, wider pages would be nice. That book has like 1500 pages or something, but it’s only 4″ wide. OKay. I thought I might be exaggerating, but I looked on amazon. It’s 1262 pages, and 8.4 x 4.4 x 2.2 inches. Basically? A brick. It’s a pain in the neck to copy from it or scan it, I’m not certain the margins are wide enough so that I could get it 3 hole drilled…. ARGH! And it’s such a good reference. Oh, and you definitely need to read The Wind in the Willows. I read it two summers ago – it was on that 100 books everyone should read from the BBC.
I often have a hard time just letting the boys make a mess of stuff. Sometimes it’s balanced by the level of laziness I’m feeling: let them make a mess making their own breakfast and I get an extra 30 minutes in bed OR get up and make them breakfast. I try to manage the science experiments mostly so there isn’t fighting over who does what and so that we actually do the experiment (rather than spilling a jar full of cabbage juice all over the kitchen floor). The outside dirt is easier for me to manage. I generally don’t care too much about how dirty they get outside. Our backyard is one big dust pile because the boys have killed the grass via hockey playing and bike riding.
I’m nearly done with the sleeves for my sweater. The other day I showed Dan the sleeve progress and he shot back, “I’m no longer impressed unless you’re doing two at a time.” At which point I showed him that I was, in fact, doing both. HA! His public statement is that knitting is “witchcraft” because “there’s no way you can turn one piece of string into a sweater without tying any knots. At any point the whole thing could unravel! It’s witchcraft.”
Remember when we had mashed potatoes with m&ms in them?