Miscellaneous
Trader Joe’s Trek Mix with three kinds of nuts, raisins, cranberries, and chocolate chips. This is the kind of thing I would have hated at a younger age, but it’s amazingly good. I am even able to overlook the golden raisins, which have always creeped me out for some reason.
Speaking of nuts, the divine miss M is peanut-safe now. This makes lunchtime so much easier, since the rest of us are crazy for the PB. You may remember Mr. RM’s abomination of a sandwich.
The second week of the month is the hardest. Major meetings, including session and presbytery uber-committee. So I should go to bed pretty soon.
We went to the Fall Festival here in Suburb today. Our church had a booth for the first time. We did the world’s most simple craft—flingers, which are six short strips of foam, bunched up into a cable tie with a rubber band through it. Cut off the excess cable tie and you have a delightful starburst shape which you can fling with the rubber band.
I share it with you for your own festival needs.
I am so ready for a break in the weather. I am very aware of being one month farther along this summer than I was with M. That and the whole third kid thing.
Speaking of which, I am officially in the third trimester now. We’ve had some serious barrel rolls going on lately. It seems to me a big milestone when you can feel the kid moving not only when you’re sitting quietly, but when you’re going about various active tasks.
Sabbath Project
The Sabbath Project begins next Sunday with the potluck. We’ve had a handful of families sign up, though people are startlingly last-minute about these things. I’m starting to get antsy about it. What do I know about Sabbath other than the fact that many of us desperately need it?
I was amused by an e-mail from a woman who just retired from the military who will be staying home with their three year old. They are going to come even though her husband doesn’t think the idea is “practical.” I responded and said, “Your husband is absolutely right. There’s nothing practical about it.” No reason to sugar-coat it. At the same time, I’m thinking, if a one-child family with a stay-at-home mom can barely entertain the idea, what makes me think I’ll be able to manage it?
The piece that makes me happy is that our resident liturgical artist came up with two small but lovely “Sabbath Project” banners (one for each of the two potlucks) that people will sign at the potluck, then we will display them in the narthex (for the duration of the project or until they need to come down for something else).
Bonus Quotable Quote Courtesy of little she-who-is
Or, this kid is growing up in a totally different world than most of us did
The scene: R is getting dinner ready and C is assisting him—measuring ingredients and dumping them in. C decides she needs to run off and do something, but doesn’t want to miss any cooking.
The Quote:
Just pause it, Daddy!
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did he?
When there’s food involved?
But oh how I have wished for DVR in real life. The “replay the last 30 seconds” feature would be so very useful.
It’s funny that you should say that. Ever since Anne and I got DVR, we find ourselves not paying as close attention to things as we might have before we got it. I wonder if DVR has made my short attention span even shorter. EEK!
It’s so bad that we often remark that we wish we could rewind the last 30 seconds of the movie we’re watching…in the theatre.
I want a life DVR too. I was shooting quick video, on and off, of our Saturday trip to the park. I got some of my two-year-old boys feeding the ducks, but I wasn’t rolling when one of them, observing the nibbling of bread off the surface of the lake, admonished them sternly not to drink the bathwater.
RM, as you know I have been thinking quite a lot about this Sabbath keeping. I have often wanted to make it possible for the person on call for the weekend to come in at 1:30 pm on Friday. The idea of beginning a day at noon or one is also appealing. One of the problems is so much of what happens at the hospital happens at the crack of dawn (or before). Also my family wants nothing to do with this but I wonder what would happen if I demonstrated to them that I am not going to use my computer or cell phone for a twelve hour period. I am thinking that I will begin this on the Sundays that I am off. The part that I like about this would be that any requests would have to be face to face.
Ha ha! Love the quote!
Can’t wait to hear how the Sabbath project goes.
And golden raisins are creepy because they look like slugs. Now you won’t want to eat them anymore. Sorry.
esperanza, you are absolutely right. I didn’t eat dark raisins for years, so traumatized was I by the Ginormous Tree Roaches we had growing up in Houston.
And dates… I still can’t stomach those.
So with the Trek Mix, I just pick up a few pieces and pop them in my mouth without looking. That also keeps me honest, so I won’t pick out the chocolate.
I was going to say golden raisins are creepy because they look like slugs, but I remembered what somebody I know said about lobster, which still keeps me from eating it.
But as long as the door’s open…
GOLDEN RAISINS LOOK LIKE SLUGS!
But lobster is so amazingly good!
But it’s an expensive taste, so best not to acquire it.
Crawfish, I can eat all day long. And those are some gross looking little buggers. What is wrong with me?
It’s amazingly good until someone says what someone said to me, the not repeating of which will be my act of kindness for the day.
You have no idea how amazing it is to find someone else who appreciates the fine art of sandwich making!!
I missed the initial post about the PB-Not-An-Abomination sandwich!!
Since highschool, my favourite sandwich has been creamy peanut butter (never crunchy) and dill pickles (the kind without garlic) on cheap storebought white bread.
Who knew there was another person out there with such fine taste???
Way to go Mr. RM!
Ew. I didn’t think of roaches and dark raisins, but that is true too. I’ll just close my eyes. I don’t really like crawdads, and I’ve never had lobster, so you can talk bad about them all you want. Sorry to start this train of thought…
And you’re definitely right on the dates. Absolutely with the roaches. Blech.