Eating the very last bite was momentous. The Hubster and I did a mouth-trumpet rendition of Pray for the Dead" like a mournful dirge as the kid swallowed.
Monday, June 29, 2009
The Last Supper
Friday, June 26, 2009
Back-to-bento! (#57)
Best laid plans ... and all that jazz.
So, I was not up and at 'em early enough to put a bento together for The Hubster, but he got himself a lunch (and, from the looks of the fridge, he took some rotisserie chicken), but didn't take a picture of it and I suspect it wasn't done as a bento anyway.
After I was showered and dressed, I pulled a bento together for myself:
I had a slight problem keeping it horizontal as I got into the car this morning and was skeeved out to realize that the wasabi peas had tipped over and landed in the raspberry yogurt. I was able to fish them out and they didn't affect the yogurt at all. **phew!** However, I should've wrapped the cup of wasabi peas in plastic wrap to keep them from getting soggy.
Otherwise, it was a perfect lunch for me and I was thrilled to have it.
On the "the Mother of the Year trophy slipped through my fingers once again" front, I totally didn't make The Boy a bento and just told him to slap together a PB&J for himself. As it turned out, it was too hot today for him to feel hungry and he ended up just eating a fruit cup anyway.
So, I was not up and at 'em early enough to put a bento together for The Hubster, but he got himself a lunch (and, from the looks of the fridge, he took some rotisserie chicken), but didn't take a picture of it and I suspect it wasn't done as a bento anyway.
After I was showered and dressed, I pulled a bento together for myself:
I had a slight problem keeping it horizontal as I got into the car this morning and was skeeved out to realize that the wasabi peas had tipped over and landed in the raspberry yogurt. I was able to fish them out and they didn't affect the yogurt at all. **phew!** However, I should've wrapped the cup of wasabi peas in plastic wrap to keep them from getting soggy.
Otherwise, it was a perfect lunch for me and I was thrilled to have it.
On the "the Mother of the Year trophy slipped through my fingers once again" front, I totally didn't make The Boy a bento and just told him to slap together a PB&J for himself. As it turned out, it was too hot today for him to feel hungry and he ended up just eating a fruit cup anyway.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
The Hubster goes back to work!
Today marked the first day for my husband to go back to work after a two week (sorta) comp vacation. I say "sorta" because he had to do a lot of work from home through all of that, but he *WAS* home and that made it better.
Much of his first week of vacation, I was away in Walt Disney World with girlfriends and he got to stay home and veg in front of the TV, mess around with video games and basically be a vegetable until I returned. My son finished up his last day of school a few days after that, so we --as a family-- got some great play time together, seeing movies, playing games, and enjoying each other for more than a full week.
As always, I was my jokey self and always trying to keep things lighthearted. What was so wonderful was that, in response to my silliness, I heard The Hubster laugh more this past week than I have in, probably, a year.
What a blessing!
**sigh**
On the bento-front:
As of tomorrow, I'll be packing daily bentos for my husband again and packing ones on Mondays and Fridays for my son and myself for the days that I'm in the office, working.
I'll be taking pics for the blog with my new cell phone.
It's an enV3 that I had to purchase in a panic after I left my old enV on the roof of the car during a rainstorm. On an interesting note, the old enV has come back from "the brink" --all except the camera works again-- and my son has been enjoying having a Qwerty keyboard. I've gotten more multi-syllabic texts in the past few days than I have in the 18 months since we got him a cell phone.
Much of his first week of vacation, I was away in Walt Disney World with girlfriends and he got to stay home and veg in front of the TV, mess around with video games and basically be a vegetable until I returned. My son finished up his last day of school a few days after that, so we --as a family-- got some great play time together, seeing movies, playing games, and enjoying each other for more than a full week.
As always, I was my jokey self and always trying to keep things lighthearted. What was so wonderful was that, in response to my silliness, I heard The Hubster laugh more this past week than I have in, probably, a year.
What a blessing!
**sigh**
On the bento-front:
As of tomorrow, I'll be packing daily bentos for my husband again and packing ones on Mondays and Fridays for my son and myself for the days that I'm in the office, working.
I'll be taking pics for the blog with my new cell phone.
It's an enV3 that I had to purchase in a panic after I left my old enV on the roof of the car during a rainstorm. On an interesting note, the old enV has come back from "the brink" --all except the camera works again-- and my son has been enjoying having a Qwerty keyboard. I've gotten more multi-syllabic texts in the past few days than I have in the 18 months since we got him a cell phone.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
The dogs in my life
It's a cruddy picture, but I didn't want to deal with getting a flash camera for fear that they'd move.... but here are my two dogs (taken with my cell phone.)
The one on the left is my 10 year old border collie -- Treelo. (The little devil who woke me up last night.) He's a total Frisbee hound and, despite some pretty serious arthritis in his knees, he will still run to the point of total exhaustion.... on the part of the Frisbee thrower. He'd **never** admit defeat!
The one on the right is my beautiful girlie, Kenzie. She was rescued from Delaware by a group that told us she was a border collie.
Um... no. She's way too big, totally dim-witted, and unmotivated to move more than absolutely necessary.
She's also in complete possession of my heart.
When we got her, she had been on the streets for a looooong time and they suspected she'd had puppies. She weighed 32 pounds, had intestinal worms and heartworm. We drove to Delaware to get her and, the moment we saw her running through the rescue organization's yard, we knew she wasn't a BC.
But, she was a total clown and needed our help. We got her in our car and I proceeded to bond her to me for life by rubbing her chest the entire trip. The dog hasn't left my side since.
She *has* gained tons of weight. She now is a big, fluffy, beautiful girl of 85 pounds and is the sweetest most grateful dog I've ever had.
The one on the left is my 10 year old border collie -- Treelo. (The little devil who woke me up last night.) He's a total Frisbee hound and, despite some pretty serious arthritis in his knees, he will still run to the point of total exhaustion.... on the part of the Frisbee thrower. He'd **never** admit defeat!
The one on the right is my beautiful girlie, Kenzie. She was rescued from Delaware by a group that told us she was a border collie.
Um... no. She's way too big, totally dim-witted, and unmotivated to move more than absolutely necessary.
She's also in complete possession of my heart.
When we got her, she had been on the streets for a looooong time and they suspected she'd had puppies. She weighed 32 pounds, had intestinal worms and heartworm. We drove to Delaware to get her and, the moment we saw her running through the rescue organization's yard, we knew she wasn't a BC.
But, she was a total clown and needed our help. We got her in our car and I proceeded to bond her to me for life by rubbing her chest the entire trip. The dog hasn't left my side since.
She *has* gained tons of weight. She now is a big, fluffy, beautiful girl of 85 pounds and is the sweetest most grateful dog I've ever had.
Boy's bento (#56)
This is a "post-shot" day for me and my MS meds make me feel very cranky, achy and generally in need of great sums of sleep.
So, when the Hubster came home at 3AM and my male border collie decided that it would be appropriate to bark and bark and bark -- from his spot on the floor, right by my ear! I grumbled a few times and even contemplated swatting him with my pillow, but did nothing but lay in bed and steam until I fell back to sleep.
Then, The Boy came in our room at 4AM to tell me he had a Charlie horse in his leg and needed my ministrations. Ugh! That's what he gets for playing with my Wii Active without doing a proper cool down or stretching that close to bed time.
So... right now, the men in my life are all on my "naughty list" and I feel like doing nothing for them. My female doggie, Kenzie, is getting all the love -- she didn't make a peep!
For The Boy, he got:
Deconstructed PB&J crackers, apples, chocolates, GoGurt, G2 and a NutriGrain bar.
I threw a couple of grumbling complaints in the bag as well. (Oh, if only this were Hogwarts and I could send him a Howler!)
The Hubster got nothing -- not because I was mad at him for coming in late (he has to to complete this project and get on the road to do the install.) It's just that I was, at that point in the morning, so relieved that The Boy made it to the bus in time and I could head back to bed to sleep off more of my side effects.
From what I could tell from our fridge supplies, he was able to make himself something to take along to work.
So, when the Hubster came home at 3AM and my male border collie decided that it would be appropriate to bark and bark and bark -- from his spot on the floor, right by my ear! I grumbled a few times and even contemplated swatting him with my pillow, but did nothing but lay in bed and steam until I fell back to sleep.
Then, The Boy came in our room at 4AM to tell me he had a Charlie horse in his leg and needed my ministrations. Ugh! That's what he gets for playing with my Wii Active without doing a proper cool down or stretching that close to bed time.
So... right now, the men in my life are all on my "naughty list" and I feel like doing nothing for them. My female doggie, Kenzie, is getting all the love -- she didn't make a peep!
For The Boy, he got:
Deconstructed PB&J crackers, apples, chocolates, GoGurt, G2 and a NutriGrain bar.
I threw a couple of grumbling complaints in the bag as well. (Oh, if only this were Hogwarts and I could send him a Howler!)
The Hubster got nothing -- not because I was mad at him for coming in late (he has to to complete this project and get on the road to do the install.) It's just that I was, at that point in the morning, so relieved that The Boy made it to the bus in time and I could head back to bed to sleep off more of my side effects.
From what I could tell from our fridge supplies, he was able to make himself something to take along to work.
Monday, June 1, 2009
Sesame Street characters at Target
I found nadda that was Disney, but saw these cute boxes, perfect for a small snack bento in the dollar section!
Boys' bento (#55)
I'm totally not energized to do much that is interesting, foodwise... I'm relying on old classics that have little to do with bento right now.
The Boy got a PB&J sandwich, pretzels, GoGurt, celery, chocolates and a G2.
Mom's bento (#54)
I have a long day at work today and some shopping to do for an upcoming trip afterwards.
Lebanon balogna and cream cheese sandwich, cheeses, carrots, pretzels, and chocolate.
The Hubster never ate yesterday's bento (he had too much pizza!) so he'll eat the one I made him yesterday for today lunch.
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