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Have you been to a Target store lately that has those newer shopping carts? The ones that are made entirely of plastic rather than metal or a metal and plastic combo? Can I just say, in case you have not had the pleasure, riding them is SUPER FUN!
Now, I do not know how often you personally ride shopping carts. I tend to do it every time I am in a store with my six year old son. I would do it when I'm by by myself, but it just isn't quite as fun with no one cheering you on. It is extra fun for him as well since he gets to ride in the cart.
Back to the original point, riding the shopping cart at Target. On Saturday my son and I went to Target on a mission for a new microwave oven (our old one caught fire, it was bad). So we went to look at microwaves. We had a lot more fun, however, riding the cart around the store. It is one of those Super Targets. The ones that are frighteningly large with mass quantities of everything. This also means that the store is really really big, with super wide aisles and what not. Perfect for cart racing. Well, I guess it is not really racing when it is just you. After spending about 20 minutes actually looking at microwaves, we then proceeded to spend a good half hour or so just riding around the store. Those plastic carts move really fast when you get them going. I highly recommend this activity to anyone. It really brightens the day. And it doesn't have to be a plastic shopping cart at a Super Target. Any cart at any store will really work. Definitely a wonderful way to spend a Saturday.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Home Made Raviloi and the best pasta sauce in the World (aka Happy New Yearl!)
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Well, it has been a while. For those of you following, sorry. I hope you do not feel I have let you down. For those of you just checking this out, you should start reading it all. It will be so much fun.
So, this particular little happy thing is really from a few days ago, but it did happen this year, so I think it is still OK. Here goes . . .
My New Years celebration was the absolute best one I have ever had. It truly was. I have had a lot of kind of bummerish new years up to now. For this one, ah this one, I made ravioli. That's right. Home made ravioli, from scratch. Made the pasta dough, made the filling, cranked endless blobs of dough through the pasta machine to flatten it out. It was so much fun. What made it even better is that I was doing it all with one of my best friends in the whole world and her two sons, and of course my son. The boys had sooo much fun helping and taking turns turning the crank on the pasta machine.
To go with the pasta of course, we also made sauce. Not just any sauce, but the sauce that my Mommy showed me how to make, that her Mommy showed her how to make, that her Dad showed her how to make. That turned out perfect and wonderful too. As one final addition, I made garlic bread too. Super buttery and cheesy garlic bread.
Now that your mouth is watering, I'll stop talking about the details of the food itself. What made the day even more wonderful than the food itself was spending time with friends we love and just having a nice time "ringing in the new year" together. We had a nice dinner, the kiddos got to play, after the kiddos fell asleep we got to talk to each other like adults and drink a little champagne. It was a wonderful night/early morning. And that is my first happy little thought of the new year. Eventually I will get around to telling you the "history" behind my blog name, but only if you ask.
Well, it has been a while. For those of you following, sorry. I hope you do not feel I have let you down. For those of you just checking this out, you should start reading it all. It will be so much fun.
So, this particular little happy thing is really from a few days ago, but it did happen this year, so I think it is still OK. Here goes . . .
My New Years celebration was the absolute best one I have ever had. It truly was. I have had a lot of kind of bummerish new years up to now. For this one, ah this one, I made ravioli. That's right. Home made ravioli, from scratch. Made the pasta dough, made the filling, cranked endless blobs of dough through the pasta machine to flatten it out. It was so much fun. What made it even better is that I was doing it all with one of my best friends in the whole world and her two sons, and of course my son. The boys had sooo much fun helping and taking turns turning the crank on the pasta machine.
To go with the pasta of course, we also made sauce. Not just any sauce, but the sauce that my Mommy showed me how to make, that her Mommy showed her how to make, that her Dad showed her how to make. That turned out perfect and wonderful too. As one final addition, I made garlic bread too. Super buttery and cheesy garlic bread.
Now that your mouth is watering, I'll stop talking about the details of the food itself. What made the day even more wonderful than the food itself was spending time with friends we love and just having a nice time "ringing in the new year" together. We had a nice dinner, the kiddos got to play, after the kiddos fell asleep we got to talk to each other like adults and drink a little champagne. It was a wonderful night/early morning. And that is my first happy little thought of the new year. Eventually I will get around to telling you the "history" behind my blog name, but only if you ask.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Snuggle-Bug Family
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So here I am again. Sharing more shiny bits of happy from recent days. More specifically, from this morning.
We (myself, my husband and our six-year-old son) had a family cuddle this morning. It is important to note, our son has NEVER been allowed to sleep in our bed at night. Even as a baby and toddler he always had to sleep in his own bed, in his own room. But morning is different.
There is no school this week due to parent teacher conferences and the Thanksgiving holiday. As a result, we had no real reason to get up this morning. We all sort of woke up around 6:00 am (because I forgot to turn off the alarm). We were all kind of awake, but not really. We then proceeded to all climb back in to Mommy and Daddy's loft bed (which we have aptly named "The Tree House") and all fell asleep cuddling each other. There is something truly special and unique about the whole family all in one bed keeping each other warm and cozy. It was the best possible way to get an extra hour or two of sleep. It would never work to sleep all night like that, but as previously stated, morning is different.
So here I am again. Sharing more shiny bits of happy from recent days. More specifically, from this morning.
We (myself, my husband and our six-year-old son) had a family cuddle this morning. It is important to note, our son has NEVER been allowed to sleep in our bed at night. Even as a baby and toddler he always had to sleep in his own bed, in his own room. But morning is different.
There is no school this week due to parent teacher conferences and the Thanksgiving holiday. As a result, we had no real reason to get up this morning. We all sort of woke up around 6:00 am (because I forgot to turn off the alarm). We were all kind of awake, but not really. We then proceeded to all climb back in to Mommy and Daddy's loft bed (which we have aptly named "The Tree House") and all fell asleep cuddling each other. There is something truly special and unique about the whole family all in one bed keeping each other warm and cozy. It was the best possible way to get an extra hour or two of sleep. It would never work to sleep all night like that, but as previously stated, morning is different.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Swing Low? or Something
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So here I am again. Sharing odd little bits of happiness from my day. Today, it was singing in the shower. Not me, if I do sing in the shower (and come on, who doesn't?) it isn't nearly as adorable as when my six year old son does it.
Showers are a relatively new thing for my son. We thought six was a good age to switch from taking a nightly bath to taking showers. It was met with a little animosity at first, but now he seams to enjoy it. Tonight, he REALLY enjoyed it. He was in there for a good 10 or 15 minutes after his hair was all washed and rinsed. When I went to check on him (to make sure everything was going ok) there he was singing "Swing low, sweet chariot, coming forth to carry me home! Swing low, sweet chariot, coming forth to carry me home!" at the top of his lungs. He learned the song in our churches children's choir.
Kids are so funny. And so endearing, in so many ways. When I heard him belting out his tune in the shower I had to smile. Ok, I had to laugh, really hard, and tell my husband. Swing low indeed.
So here I am again. Sharing odd little bits of happiness from my day. Today, it was singing in the shower. Not me, if I do sing in the shower (and come on, who doesn't?) it isn't nearly as adorable as when my six year old son does it.
Showers are a relatively new thing for my son. We thought six was a good age to switch from taking a nightly bath to taking showers. It was met with a little animosity at first, but now he seams to enjoy it. Tonight, he REALLY enjoyed it. He was in there for a good 10 or 15 minutes after his hair was all washed and rinsed. When I went to check on him (to make sure everything was going ok) there he was singing "Swing low, sweet chariot, coming forth to carry me home! Swing low, sweet chariot, coming forth to carry me home!" at the top of his lungs. He learned the song in our churches children's choir.
Kids are so funny. And so endearing, in so many ways. When I heard him belting out his tune in the shower I had to smile. Ok, I had to laugh, really hard, and tell my husband. Swing low indeed.
Monday, November 15, 2010
Best Friends, Borrowed Boys and "I Love You Sam"
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I should really try to be more consistent about posting on this. Oh well, with only 5 followers so far I think I'm still good.
So last week, while I was still dealing with the "unpleasantness" mentioned in my last post, I called one of my best friends. I often tell her she is my favorite Mommy other than my Mommy (you know who you are, but I plan to keep names out of the blog world). We have been friends for a while now. My six year old son is friends with her six year old son and her three year old son. We all spend so much time together that I refer to her boys as my "borrowed boys". I will never be having any more of my own kids, so borrowed kiddos are great.
Back to the original point, wonderful friends helping you deal with unpleasantness. I was talking on the phone to my dear mommy friend and she and the three year old were playing a game, and he wanted to talk to me on the phone. Before saying anything else he said, "I Love You Sam!". That was all it took to really make me feel so much better.
I should really try to be more consistent about posting on this. Oh well, with only 5 followers so far I think I'm still good.
So last week, while I was still dealing with the "unpleasantness" mentioned in my last post, I called one of my best friends. I often tell her she is my favorite Mommy other than my Mommy (you know who you are, but I plan to keep names out of the blog world). We have been friends for a while now. My six year old son is friends with her six year old son and her three year old son. We all spend so much time together that I refer to her boys as my "borrowed boys". I will never be having any more of my own kids, so borrowed kiddos are great.
Back to the original point, wonderful friends helping you deal with unpleasantness. I was talking on the phone to my dear mommy friend and she and the three year old were playing a game, and he wanted to talk to me on the phone. Before saying anything else he said, "I Love You Sam!". That was all it took to really make me feel so much better.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Starbucks Bacon Breakfast Sandwich
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Here it is, my first real post.
Anyhoo, today was a really bad day. Unpleasant things happened (as they tend to do from time to time). After unpleasant things happened I went home. I was busy being sad/angry/confused etc. when the phone rang. It was my job wondering if I could come in a bit early today. Thinking to myself, "This is exactly what I need to take my mind off of today's unpleasantness.", I told them I could be there in about an hour. I then proceeded to throw some makeup at my sad face (enough to make me look like a human) and off I went.
At this point in the story I bet you are wondering, "Where are the little bits of shiny happiness, and what does Starbucks have to do with this?". We are getting to that.
Once at work, after working for several hours, it was my turn for a break. Adding to the overall unpleasantness of my day, I had no money to my name. I did, however, have a Starbucks gift card. So where else would I go for a mid-afternoon snack, but Starbucks. I love their sausage, egg and cheese breakfast sandwich, which is exactly what I ordered to go along with my tall iced coffee. Much to my dismay, they were all out of sausage. I was a bit disappointed. Yet another unpleasant thing in my day, or so I thought. The wonderful girl working at Starbucks offered to give me the sandwich with bacon instead of sausage, and at no charge! Not just no charge for the bacon, no charge for the entire sandwich. That was the shiny penny in the vacuum of my day. Sometimes all it takes is some small bit of kindness and generosity to change the tone of a day. It made the rest of my work day better and gave me something much better to focus on (bacon, egg and cheese on a toasty roll, mmmm) instead of the earlier unpleasantness.
Thank you Starbucks, for the complimentary bacon breakfast sandwich. It really made my day.
Here it is, my first real post.
Anyhoo, today was a really bad day. Unpleasant things happened (as they tend to do from time to time). After unpleasant things happened I went home. I was busy being sad/angry/confused etc. when the phone rang. It was my job wondering if I could come in a bit early today. Thinking to myself, "This is exactly what I need to take my mind off of today's unpleasantness.", I told them I could be there in about an hour. I then proceeded to throw some makeup at my sad face (enough to make me look like a human) and off I went.
At this point in the story I bet you are wondering, "Where are the little bits of shiny happiness, and what does Starbucks have to do with this?". We are getting to that.
Once at work, after working for several hours, it was my turn for a break. Adding to the overall unpleasantness of my day, I had no money to my name. I did, however, have a Starbucks gift card. So where else would I go for a mid-afternoon snack, but Starbucks. I love their sausage, egg and cheese breakfast sandwich, which is exactly what I ordered to go along with my tall iced coffee. Much to my dismay, they were all out of sausage. I was a bit disappointed. Yet another unpleasant thing in my day, or so I thought. The wonderful girl working at Starbucks offered to give me the sandwich with bacon instead of sausage, and at no charge! Not just no charge for the bacon, no charge for the entire sandwich. That was the shiny penny in the vacuum of my day. Sometimes all it takes is some small bit of kindness and generosity to change the tone of a day. It made the rest of my work day better and gave me something much better to focus on (bacon, egg and cheese on a toasty roll, mmmm) instead of the earlier unpleasantness.
Thank you Starbucks, for the complimentary bacon breakfast sandwich. It really made my day.
Monday, November 8, 2010
First Post! Aren't You excited?!!!! You should be excited! Trust me!
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After various friends telling me for the past few years that I should start a blog, I have decided to do so. I will convince myself that many people all over will the world will not only read, but care about what I have to say. Please do not try to convince me otherwise, let me stay in my happy bubble.
Thanks for reading. I hope you continue to do so.
After various friends telling me for the past few years that I should start a blog, I have decided to do so. I will convince myself that many people all over will the world will not only read, but care about what I have to say. Please do not try to convince me otherwise, let me stay in my happy bubble.
Thanks for reading. I hope you continue to do so.
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