Monday, February 23, 2009

I've never done the math (I leave that kind of thing to D), but I would assume that making homemade pizza would be cheaper than ordering it. However, if I only eat a couple of slices of a chain's pizza but I eat 8-9 slices of my own, would it be better to spend more money so I eat less? If I didn't like my own pizza so much, I'd probably go the easy route and order it. Then again, to have pizza delivered, I would easily spend $30+.

As usual, I started out quite well with planning each week's menu. But, as I knew would happen, any menu item got thrown out once I hit my second busy week of the season. Also, when I'm not home, I don't bother to come up with something. I was gone a couple of nights last week, and I'll be gone a couple of nights soon. At least we haven't been dining out as much...

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Anyone who knows me knows that I'm not overly emotional. My own husband has jokingly accused me of having a cold heart many times over the past 14 years. But this story brought tears to my eyes. Maybe you have to be a true fan of basketball or at least remember suiting up in high school to appreciate this kind of sportsmanship and to even get choked up over it. It saddens me to think of a teenager losing his mother, who is only a couple of years older than me, but I'm encouraged to know there are still coaches and players in this world who remember that the world doesn't begin and end on the hardcourt. And high school, especially sports, is just a sliver of the memories you will make in life. However, as the coach said, the memory those players and spectators will last so much longer.

Monday, February 16, 2009

What is up with Facebook? I know this is not a new Internet site, but suddenly people I haven't spoken to in years are finding me -- and I them -- and articles are popping up everywhere about this phenomenom. I'm even going to a PR conference later this month that includes a breakout session on these social media tools so I can better understand them.

Since I actually have fond memories of my childhood, it's been great catching up with the people I used to spend the majority of my days with. It's also nice to keep up with those I've met throughout my professional career. So if I don't post blogs frequently, it's because I'm feeding my addiction to Facebook.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Do you need to brush up on your US geography? Just try this. It's not enough to know the general location of a state with the help of outlines of all the states. You have to figure out where random states belong on a totally blank outline of the country. My best is 90%, but I'm sure I'll keep trying.

Monday, February 9, 2009

I had a very confusing experience this evening while treating my kids to dinner and ice cream at Braum's. While D was teaching class, I decided to take the kids to dinner. And since they behaved relatively well, I told them I would also get them junior ice cream cones. Here's where it got tricky.

My order was fairly simple, but I was having trouble communicating...mainly because Jeremy wanted a waffle cone. That detail threw me off and was actually the cause of the confusion. Before ordering, I asked if junior cones could be served in waffle cones. The young man said yes. OK then give me one chocolate junior cone in a waffle cone and one in a sugar cone.

He hands me the *waffle cone* which looked mysteriously like a sugar cone to me. When I clarified the type of cone, this employee tried to tell me that it was a waffle cone. When I said it sure looked like a sugar cone, he pointed to the cake cones and described them as sugar cones. Obviously, his employee training was sorely lacking. While I finished ordering without actually calling the cones by the incorrect names -- I just pointed. I couldn't encourage his ignorance -- I discreetly looked over the wall behind me so I could see the boxes of cones that are sold in the grocery section.

Sure enough the smaller pointed cones were labeled Sugar Cones while the larger pointed cones were called Waffle Cones. Hopefully, someone will set this poor boy straight at some point because he made ordering ice cream cones WAY too difficult.

And now I have a headache.

P.S. Spencer has recovered very nicely from his ordeal. By that evening, just as the doctor suspected, that little boy was climbing on everything, including the kitchen counters.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

At 2:38 p.m. today I breathed a sigh of relief. The first phase of the project that consumes the first half of my year was finally finished. Of course, that moment of peace did not last long because I had to finish our newsletter today since I would not be available tomorrow. But everything is now complete and least for two weeks until phase two begins.

And see this cute little boy? He will be having outpatient surgery very early in the morning. It's a *minor* procedure, but the only thing I'm worried about is the anesthesia. I'm hoping and praying for the best possible experience.

And in other news, the Facebook addiction continues...