I Wasn't, Actually...

...saved by the bell, that is.

This seems to pop up every once in a while in my life. Somehow, my brother Mr. Funny and I seem to be the only people who were raised in America in the 80s who did NOT watch Saved By the Bell. Why not? Who knows? Who cares? We went to play outside; we used our imaginations instead; it was stupid and we knew it; we were working on our dissertations. Whatever. We just didn't, OK????

Tricksy Hobbitses!

I will never fall out of love with my LOTR references.

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/meredith-lopez/adventures-of-the-tricksy_b_555074.html

How Does My Garden Grow?

This is the first sprout from the tarragon seeds I planted three weeks ago. The parsley and oregano seeds haven't sprouted up yet, but the rosemary - which I bought as a pre-grown plant - is thriving. We plan to hit up the Grand Army Plaza farmer's market this weekend to get some fresh ingredients to cook with our fresh rosemary. Of the two pre-grown lavender plants I planted, the lavendula is thriving but the Provence Lavender is drying out. Eh, you win some, you lose some.

Crayola Washable Crayons are the Greatest Thing EVER EVER EVER

Ropa Vieja

Last night I made my first ropa vieja, or Cuban pulled steak hash. I have to say - it came out quite delish. For a blancita such as myself, I do cook up some rather tasty Cuban food if I do say so. (And Husband confirms.) We have so many wonderful cookbooks at home, and as we are a family on a budget and trying to be healthy(ish), I don't often take advantage of all the delicious recipes I have laying around. With that in mind, I pulled out my copy of Mary Urrutia Randelman's "Memories of a Cuban Kitchen," and made some ropa last night. I bought the book years ago, back when my Cuban-American Husband was still just my Cuban-American Boyfriend, in order to impress him with my mad Cuban cooking skills, yo.

My first photo of the ropa was taken with the Hipstamatic app for iPhone, which all my friends have been downloading and posting photos all over Facebook with. I wanted to capture that authentic, old-fashioned Cuban feel, as if this was a ropa made during the Revolution. But Husband said the Hipstamtic just made the food look green and gross. So I took another with the regular camera feature on my iPhone.


Soylent Ropa is people...it's people!!!!


Ropa even Jose Marti would love.

I Am Angry Red

My poor little guy has major diaper rash from his recent teething. Seriously, the kid is almost 19 months old - can't he just get all his teeth already? The last time it was this bad he cut four teeth at once. Actually, the rash is worse this time, and I'll refrain from going into graphic detail about why that is.

We can see two teething already poking through; I wonder about others. My son is teething at the speed of plate tectonics.

And it's a pain in the butt - literally. He hasn't not complained about a diaper change in months, but now the process is actually painful for him. The poor kid shrieks and pulls away from me, hiding his toushie on the changing table so I can't reach it with the (alcohol-free) wipees.

Please please please let this pass soon.

It's Because I Have ESPN

...just a few short hours after my last post, and "Love is a Battlefield" came on my Pandora. I'm p-sychic.

Mommy-1; Mr. No-Nap-Crankipants-0

Naptime was a battle field today. Not unlike love ala Pat Benatar. But I persevered. And I won.

Sometimes parenting is about the small victories that get you through your day.

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