I’m All Out


I am ALL OUT of things to write about.  

Well, there are a couple of things brewing, but it’s not really the time to post them.  And nothing particularly funny has happened in the last few days.

So I’m going to take a couple of days and try to recharge.

Or nap.

You know… Whatever.

Have a lovely weekend!


This Parenting Thing is Hard

The 2 1/2-year-old who stole my heart the first minute I laid eyes on him is the same one who seems to be stealing my patience.

Today, I said, “No!” about 97 times.

Today, I put a little boy in time-out at least three times for the same “offense.”

Today, I was more stern than I care to be.

Today, I wiped the tears of a little one who’s having to learn how to behave.

Today, I cried more tears than that little boy, and I prayed for wisdom, patience, and guidance.

Because this parenting thing?  It’s harder than I ever imagined.

It’s also more wonderful than I ever dreamed.

Argh, Matey!

I’ve been running around all day trying to get things lined up for the luncheon I’m helping with at Tater Tot’s Parents’ Day Out.  Even though I haven’t had to do as much as I thought, thanks to the loads of people who signed up to bring stuff, I’m always nervous the day before the actual event.  I imagine that all 15 people who’ve volunteered to bring food will be struck down with some horrible illness and call to say they can’t bring their finger sandwiches and congealed salads.

While I was busy making my dish and going over lists and finding a tablecloth to use, Tater Tot decided to play Pirates.  He doesn’t have a real pirate’s hat.

So he improvised.


Like any good pirate, he has his trusty flashlight and his “telescope,” which also doubles as a tumbler when he’s not out to sea.

(Please excuse the mess in the background.  We’re repainting the master bedroom.  And by we, I mean Tater Daddy.  Since his back hasn’t gone completely out, he decided to take on a home improvement project while he’s on vacation this week and just push it right over the edge.)

Smooth sailing, mateys.

Welcome To the Home of the Sick and the Lame

On Friday I wrote a short little post saying that Tater Tot wasn’t feeling well but I didn’t think he had a fever.  Okay.  That’s like getting in the shower because you don’t think anyone is going to call as soon as you’re good and lathered up.  Or washing your car because the weatherman says there is 0% chance of rain for the next 10 days only to see the storm clouds coming as soon as you’ve put away the bucket and sponge.

We ran a couple of errands Friday morning, first to pick up dog food and look at ALL the fish at PetCo, and then to the grocery store.  We came home and the little man ate a couple of bites of lunch and settled himself on the sofa.  He begged to watch Cars, so we snuggled up together.  Within five minutes he’d turned completely away from the TV and put his head in my lap, eyes droopy and red-rimmed.

He didn’t even put up a fight when I told him it was naptime; a sure sign of things to come.

When he woke up from his nap, he was putting out heat like a…well…heater.  (My skill at using analogies is impressive, no?)   His Daddy and I managed to get some motrin in him and then he took turns sitting in our laps until the medicine kicked in.

He still had fever Saturday morning, but by the afternoon he was on the mend.  Other than a chest-rattling cough, he’s back to being every bit a 2 1/2 year old this morning.

That having been said, you’d think all is well around here, wouldn’t you?

I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned the fact that my husband has a terrible back.  Five discs are out of whack due to something called degenerative disc disease.  Surgery, according to the docs in Memphis, is not an option for him, so he’s pretty much left to manage the pain with all kinds of pain medicine and what I consider to be the best attitude of just about anyone I know.

Occasionally, two or three of those discs get all worked up and his back goes out.  Such was the case yesterday morning.  This episode isn’t as bad as some, but it does make him walk kind of funny.

I’m off to reprise my role as nurse.

Cough, cough, limp, limp….

Time To Hit the Sauce

Whenever someone is sick around here, like the little man is right now, something comes over me and I get the urge to cook.  So yesterday morning, after a very long night of trying to get children’s motrin in Tater Tot to lower that fever, I got up and started cooking up a storm.

I put supper in the crockpot (Crockpot Chicken with Mushroom Sauce).  Then I made spaghetti with homemade sauce for tonight’s supper.  And then I went berserk and made lasagna for Monday or Tuesday.  I like to let those two dishes sit for a day or two so the pasta has time to soak up the flavor.  I know.  It’s a novel and brilliant concept….

Any-ole-hoo, I thought I’d share the recipe for the spaghetti sauce.  It’s from the Jackson (TN) Service League’s cookbook, No Place Like Home, and one of the ingredients is cinnamon.  It gives it a different but wonderful flavor.  Who’d-a-thunk-it?  (And the good thing about spaghetti sauce is that you can always tweak it by adding your favorite ingredients.)


2 TBSP olive oil                                    2 TBSP dried basil

1 large onion, finely chopped           2 TBSP dried oregano

2 cloves garlic, finely chopped          1 tsp. cinnamon

1/2 lb. ground pork, browned            Salt to taste

        and drained                                     1 lb. pasta noodles (spaghetti, vermicelli, etc.)

1/2 lb. ground beef, browned              Freshly grated Parmesan cheese to taste

        and drained

2 (28-oz) cans whole tomatoes

        with juice, mashed

2 (8-oz) cans tomato sauce

1 (6-oz) can tomato paste


In a stock pot, heat olive oil over medium heat.  Add onion and garlic and saute until transparent, about 5 minutes.

Add meats, tomatoes, sauce, paste, basil, oregano, cinnamon, and salt.

Simmer on low for at least 1 hour.

Serve over cooked and drained pasta with Parmesan cheese on top.

Yield:  8 servings.

Note:  Since I’m not a fan of pork, I use a little over a pound of ground beef or ground chuck.  If you like mushrooms, you can add 1 cup of sliced mushrooms and put them in with the tomatoes.  This sauce may also be used over eggplant, chicken, or veal as well.

Spring Is Near

The forsythia is blooming…


That’s a poor little scraggly forsythia bush that we transplanted several years ago.  It also serves as a leaf catcher.  But it reminds me that spring is on its way.


No Blog Friday

It’s about 8:30 and I’m snuggled up on the sofa with our little man and we’re watching Cars.  Bless his heart.  He coughed all night long, and this morning he’s sneezing like crazy.  I don’t think he has a fever, but he’s clingy and wants to snuggle.

So that’s what we’re going to do.

Y’all have a lovely Friday.

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