I am really enjoying this blogging “thang”, it is helping fulfill my void of a hobby. I HAD considered breaking out the good ole running shoes to pass some time; however, that idea was shot down real quick the other day. A few weeks while running from my car into the Dollar Store (don’t judge me, that is the only store we have in town), I heard someone clapping for me. When I realized no one was actually impressed by my form and it was actually my @ss applauding because I made an attempt to run, I quickly changed my mind.
Holy head of cabbage! Check out this bad boy, you couldn’t find anything THIS big back home. (That’s what SHE said, sorry folks I couldn’t resist!) Tonight for dinner I made a cabbage smorgasbord with sausage, onions, celery, and carrots. I used the can of frosting to compare sizes, and sneak a few spoonfuls for my desert. Of course my child enjoyed it, she shoveled it into her mouth like we never feed her. I swear she is a garbage disposal. You would never know from the look of her because she is on the small side, at 17 months old she finally hit 20 pounds. We are very fortunate she is not a picky eater; she must get that from her daddy because I was a very picky eater. No joke, she eats 24/7, the kid just doesn’t sit still, EVER!
Confession-I always wanted a really fat rolly poly baby. Chunky thighs are only attractive on babies. When she popped out 6lbs 4oz, I was bummed. Mostly because I was hoping that a 12 pounder would pop out, justifying the 50lbs I gained. At first it kind of annoyed me when people would tell me how petite she is, now I’m happy because she feels more like my baby longer and my biceps can only handle so much. And, let’s be honest folks my va-jay-jay and my Hubby were pretty pumped too.
If any of you know us personally and read about this “cabbage dinner” you are probably thinking…“for the love of god-why would two of the gassiest people I know eat cabbage?” I will fess up-I fart occasionally (I mean who doesn’t) and my hubby can fart pretty much on command because he has “stomach issues”. I hate to say, apple didn’t fall far from the tree. Many times as I am gagging due to the stench that permeates the air yelling at my fart-i-lious man but it’s actually baby girl. Not sure how something so pretty can be that stinky. I really hope that the cabbage has passed through everyone’s system before our 4th of July Road Trip to Iowa tomorrow to see some of my favorites, or it will be a fragrant ride.
“Marissa tid-bit for today” 4th of July and Saint Patty’s Day, and Halloween are three of my favorite holidays-no expectations, no gifts, just a reason to celebrate and be jolly!