Earthmuffin Manor: January 2009

Friday, January 30, 2009

A Sequential Event

With bliss and excitement, Hannah relishes in the moment...

Only an ounce of concern as the count down begins...

Actually, that hurt!!!

But it's all better now...

Beautiful pink daisies, beautiful little ears, beautiful girl...

Saturday, January 24, 2009

My New Possession

I am so very, very elated to be the new owner of this old stove!!! After hunting, researching, and drooling over a plethora of pictures of various vintage stoves, I found this one on craigslist.

My very sweet husband, my amazingly tolerant children and I tumbled out of the house at 5:30 this morning to travel north and scope this thing out! I offered the previous owner $150.00 and did a little jig as as it was loaded up in our truck. SIX, count them, SIX burners, three of which are large!!!!! And two, yes I said TWO ovens!!! Could I be more tickled pink?

I sometimes think I was born in the wrong era. Honestly, if someone gave me $5,000.00 to spend on any stove I wanted, I would have chosen one just like this! Sometimes it just doesn't take much to make a girl happy. Know what I mean?

Friday, January 23, 2009

Pee on a Heater Bean Soup

So lately we've had some unpleasant experiences with children and poo-poo. This provides somewhat of a disclaimer for the event I'm about to recant for you. Yesterday, Craig and I and the children ran some errands in the morning. Before we left, I had put a pot of beans on to simmer and soften. Upon returning from our morning errands, Craig opened the front door with his four little ducks trailing right behind him. He suddenly stopped and announced with fear and trembling that something smelled awful and that the children should stay right there while he went and investigated. He said that it either smelled like one of the dogs had pooed in the house or that someone had peed on a heater (I'm not sure where that one came from! How often does someone pee on a heater in YOUR house?!?!). As I entered the house behind him, listening to his proclamations of stinkiness, I realized what it was he was smelling! "Craig,", I announced, "what you are smelling is your dinner! Yes, that smell that smells like dog poop or pee on a heater is your dinner!". What a compliment, huh? Craig laughed so hard I thought he was going to stop breathing and for dinner last night, we had "Pee on a Heater Bean Soup" or if you'd rather, "Dog Poop Soup". I bet you're sad you missed it!
P.S. Craig would like me to add that the soup was very good (I do believe this is his attempt to dig himself out of a hole)!