i think i blog like i talk on the phone. once a month (or so) and with too much to say (especially when helped along by excessive amounts of sugar or caffeine). i'm attempting to remedy this pattern in weeks/months to come. hey, phone answerers (not that i'd call myself one, but i hope to), get excited. :) it's the cookies n cream keeping me up this particular evening, so i thought i'd share some thoughts as of late.
jeremy called joseph "homeschool" tonight, i think as a play on homeslice or homie. it was pretty amazing. joseph isn't actually homeschooled. he's not even two. thinking about it though (another post, obviously). he does, however, know some letters these days. for example, mama starts with EHHM. and dada starts with DEEE. and drew. uncle drew starts with D (so i heard at lunch this afternoon). we went to visit sarah and drew in dc and DOO has been a particular favorite around these parts both before and after the trip.
i felt the baby inside of me distinctly move for the first time tonight. oh, i'm pregnant. i think you knew. if not, i'm pregnant! anyway, i was trying to tell the difference between my heart beating and what i thought was the baby and sort of willed the child to move if it was them (they're inside of me, they can hear my thoughts, right?), and right then there was this little boop right under my hand. there is a real human being developing inside of me. a baby. i still don't understand, but he or she is making themselves known, and i'm excited. we should be getting a little peek at the little one pretty soon here, i think in a couple of weeks or so. jeremy and i talked through fears of the potential overwhelmingness (overwhelmingness?) of two children. there was the long conversation and the short summation conversation. the short conversation went me: "i'm not actually that concerned about having two kids. people have two kids all the time, right?" jeremy: "right."
spring is here. i'm glad. spring, nice job. i like you. our yard is going to be a wonderful place to be this spring. already joseph has discovered the gravel of the parking area and how fun it is to pick up handfuls of it and drop them into bushes. i wonder how many joseph-handfuls of gravel it will take to make any sort of dent in the parking area..probably quite a few. i'm envisioning a lawn chair for mama and a baby pool/sandbox for the grassy spot in the backyard very soon. until the pool/sandbox, the gravel will be transported and there are many, many parks to be frequented. i'm not opposed to a daily picnic lunch.
hmmm, besides all of this, i was seriously tempted to make this recipe two nights in a row. that's a good sign, huh?
gingery peanut noodles with chicken -- total time: 20 minutes serves 4
in a blender, blend together:
1 cup water
1/2 cup peanut butter (went with a little more)
3 tablespoons rice vinegar
3 tablespoons soy sauce
1 tablespoon brown sugar
and 1 teaspoon grated fresh ginger
toss with:
8 ounces cooked spaghetti
1 1/2 cups shredded rotisserie chicken (will cook my own chicken in the future, not that i wasn't verrrry thankful for the rotisserie chicken)
1 sliced red bell pepper
1/2 english (went non-english, cheaper) cucumber, cut into strips
and 2 sliced scallions
so. good.
try it.
goodnight, friends! :)
jeremy called joseph "homeschool" tonight, i think as a play on homeslice or homie. it was pretty amazing. joseph isn't actually homeschooled. he's not even two. thinking about it though (another post, obviously). he does, however, know some letters these days. for example, mama starts with EHHM. and dada starts with DEEE. and drew. uncle drew starts with D (so i heard at lunch this afternoon). we went to visit sarah and drew in dc and DOO has been a particular favorite around these parts both before and after the trip.
i felt the baby inside of me distinctly move for the first time tonight. oh, i'm pregnant. i think you knew. if not, i'm pregnant! anyway, i was trying to tell the difference between my heart beating and what i thought was the baby and sort of willed the child to move if it was them (they're inside of me, they can hear my thoughts, right?), and right then there was this little boop right under my hand. there is a real human being developing inside of me. a baby. i still don't understand, but he or she is making themselves known, and i'm excited. we should be getting a little peek at the little one pretty soon here, i think in a couple of weeks or so. jeremy and i talked through fears of the potential overwhelmingness (overwhelmingness?) of two children. there was the long conversation and the short summation conversation. the short conversation went me: "i'm not actually that concerned about having two kids. people have two kids all the time, right?" jeremy: "right."
spring is here. i'm glad. spring, nice job. i like you. our yard is going to be a wonderful place to be this spring. already joseph has discovered the gravel of the parking area and how fun it is to pick up handfuls of it and drop them into bushes. i wonder how many joseph-handfuls of gravel it will take to make any sort of dent in the parking area..probably quite a few. i'm envisioning a lawn chair for mama and a baby pool/sandbox for the grassy spot in the backyard very soon. until the pool/sandbox, the gravel will be transported and there are many, many parks to be frequented. i'm not opposed to a daily picnic lunch.
hmmm, besides all of this, i was seriously tempted to make this recipe two nights in a row. that's a good sign, huh?
gingery peanut noodles with chicken -- total time: 20 minutes serves 4
in a blender, blend together:
1 cup water
1/2 cup peanut butter (went with a little more)
3 tablespoons rice vinegar
3 tablespoons soy sauce
1 tablespoon brown sugar
and 1 teaspoon grated fresh ginger
toss with:
8 ounces cooked spaghetti
1 1/2 cups shredded rotisserie chicken (will cook my own chicken in the future, not that i wasn't verrrry thankful for the rotisserie chicken)
1 sliced red bell pepper
1/2 english (went non-english, cheaper) cucumber, cut into strips
and 2 sliced scallions
so. good.
try it.
goodnight, friends! :)
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