Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Mish-Mash Monday

(Only today, it's on Tuesday because I can totally roll with the fact that I screwed up the scheduling of my posts. Yay me.)

 Here is the Mish-Mash!

Today, I tried this water "recipe" which I found on Pinterest.  My kids and husband HATE it.  I love it.  Yay!  More for me!  It's from shewearsmanyhats.com.  It may look like ordinary lemon/lime water, but it's not.  Nnnn-nnnn.  She adds cucumber slices too.  Um wow.  Love it.  I have gotten in ALL my water today -- and then some.  It's unsweetened too -- bonus!


I totally scored this birthday:  My mom sent me a gift card to Hobby Lobby.  AND I used a 40% off coupon.   {What did you think I meant by scored?}  This is part of my new stash.

Hello Granny Ripple Blanket!  Here I come!  Well, after I finish a totally cute baby blanket for a dear friend.  At least the picture in my head is totally cute.  I'll keep you posted.


I get to go out twice for my birthday!  My husband's aunt and uncle gave us a gift card for Christmas to our favorite steak joint.  Can you tell there is a story behind this?

Well . . . we dropped the chickadees off at our aunt and uncle's house and made our way, via GPS on my cell phone.  Evidently, I had a brain lapse when I decided to use the cell GPS because we have ended up in some odd places we never meant to to when using it.  I swear the thing is out to get us.  I know somewhere, someone is laughing hysterically at the gullible owners of a white Toyota Camry.

At any rate, we blindly put our trust in the maniacal GPS and ended up next to a wooded field near Houston.  I won't tell you how many times I asked The Calm One to stop and ask for directions.  I stopped counting after 15.  He stopped counting long before that, but not before his eyebrows permanently lodged in his hairline.  


About 30 miles and two attempts at different restaurant sites later, we gave up and went to a completely different steak joint altogether.  But didn't have a gift certificate for.  

All was not lost because we still were able to throw peanut shells on the floor, we got seated almost right away (on a Saturday night no less) and for the very first time I ordered one of these:

This peach margarita had my name written all over it.  And it was good!  I am not a drinker by any stretch of the imagination, but I've been known to order a strawberry daiquiri or a fuzzy navel on an occasion or two.  

The waiter laughed at me  (I sense a trend here).  He evidently thought it was funny that I had no idea if I wanted salt or sugar to line the rim of the margarita glass.  That's how much of a non-drinker I am.  BTW, I got sugar.  Not that it mattered because I used the straw he stuck in the drink.  

He probably laughed at that too.  Whatevs.

Since we didn't use the gift certificate on that night, we are going this Saturday.  Again, without the kids.  Maybe I'll order a real drink this time.


Since this is Mish Mash Monday on a Tuesday, I am going to throw caution to the wind and let you in on a little secret.  I am a slob when it comes to house cleaning.

There.  I said it.

*insert sigh of relief*

In fact, I don't have pictorial proof, but I can tell you that tonight we couldn't eat at the kitchen table because it currently holds:

*two laptops - I have no idea why they aren't on laps
*an unopened bottle of water
* two used cereal bowls with spoons
* two Valentine's Day gift bags that won't go to Whirling Dervish's and The Affectionate One's teachers for another week or so 
* a lego - from the Star Wars collection
* a measuring cup (1/2 cup if you were wondering)
* an envelope containing two of each of WD's spelling words so we can play the matching game when he gets home from school tomorrow.
* and a pile of papers, nearly all of which are tax related in some way

Did I actually admit to the fact that I am housekeeping challenged?  I did?  Oh, okay.  Are you sure?  You are?  Oh.

What kind of fruity drink can I order that has whiskey in it?

Counting it all Mish-Mash Monday joy,


  1. Slide over on the bad housekeeper bench. My mutant dust bunnies can kick your dust bunnies' butts. It is rather pitiful. There was a cobweb hanging off a lamp that I have no idea how long it was there. After it gathered a lot of dust, it just fell to the ground from the weight of of it. Who knew dust could weigh anything?

    Bet you feel better about your house skillz already. So glad I could help!

  2. Thanks Joanna! I do feel better if only for the fact that I know I am not alone!


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