Thursday, October 31, 2013
It seems we can't get away from Angry Birds pumpkins. Hubs and I have decided that we'll put our feet down next year and implement an Angry Birds pumpkin carving STRIKE! Wish us luck! We're going to need it!
I hope you have a day full of Tricks & Treats!
These vampire pics have sort of become a yearly tradition for me now. I think I like them so much since it brings out my Ruffian's true colors!
Those evil little pumpkin assassins!
Click here for last year's pics
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
I thought these fancy skull nail stickers were awesome and edgy and was super excited to put them on. I didn't notice that the box said that they would only last a week. So I figured I'd put a top coat on them for extra endurance, and I managed to ruin a few by doing that. Luckily I had extra stickers so I just re-did them.
I'm kind of disappointed that they started peeling within a couple of days, but honestly Halloween is only one day (even though we're celebrating it for the whole month!), so I guess it's acceptable. They're no match while blow drying my hair, and I've been wearing gloves to wash dishes all in hopes that they last 'till tomorrow.
If you're wondering, they are Kiss brand nail dress stickers.
Sunday, October 27, 2013
I have a million pumpkins since the pumpkin patch and DD insists that he doesn't want to carve them. He wants to cook them.
So we roasted and pureed the pumpkins together and I made my first (of possibly many) pumpkin dish: coconut curry pumpkin soup.
|Roasting at 375 degrees for a little under an hour & a half.|
I gotta say, for me not being a big fan of pumpkin, this soup was super delicious! I would make it again in a heart beat. I considered it a clean-eating kind of dish with only 5 basic ingredients. I basically only used 1 canned product, because were else am I going to find coconut milk?
So here are the details:
Coconut Curry Pumpkin Soup
- 6 cups fresh pumpkin puree
- 1 tablespoon curry powder
- 1 can coconut milk
- 1 cup vegetable stock
- salt & pepper to taste
Easy-Peasy and Oh so delish! - Shirley (Mama-Ruff)
Friday, October 25, 2013
I've had these drug store fake nails sitting in a box for months. I think I bought them to wear at my sister's baby shower, then when that didn't happen it went to my cousin's wedding, then when that passed I was going to use them for my birthday. Anyway, I finally made time to put them on for my vacation to DisneyWorld and I'm so surprised that they lasted for two whole weeks!
I called them my Lee Press-on Nails as a running joke the whole time expecting one to pop off in the middle of a business meeting. I'm pretty impressed they lasted as long as they did. Near the end there were a few nicks in the paint job due to my bad aim when chopping vegetables - Ouch! Good thing only the nails get hit! I ended up taking them off myself, otherwise I'm not sure how long it would've taken for one to fall off. Pretty good considering all the cooking, cleaning, dish washing, and laundry I do!
I've been so OVER my natural nails breaking all the time lately. Going "fake" is tempting and so easy! Anyway, these nails were the Broadway brand, and you can bet I have a bedazzled look coming up next for Halloween!
Thursday, October 24, 2013
As I suspected, the pumpkin patch was a big hit with the ruffians. So much so, that our wagon was filled to the brim. Hubby and I had to do some colluding so that I could distract the ruffians while he removed some of the pumpkins from the wagon. I guess our colluding efforts were in vain, since the checkout price for these pumpkins was $65.
It didn't help that Tater only went for pumpkins that were bigger than him.
You can bet there'll be some pumpkin recipes or food posts on MATR in the near future!
-Shirley (Mama Ruff)
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
You set your place beside me and play with the running water through you tiny fingers. You grab plastic cups (just washed and drying on the dish rack beside you) and fill them up. I fill a big salad bowl with water and place it it your sink while I usurp the faucet and 2nd sink for menial, domestic activities. You play so contently with the water, and if a little bit of Mama's dish soap falls in your bowl, well - you really get a kick out of the bubbles.
I started off trying to wash dishes while you napped or trying to be all quiet and stealth with my dish-washing skills. Each time I heard the heavy little feet coming in my direction, I felt defeated. Oh no, here he comes again. Man! I really need to get these dishes done.
But at some point, I accepted it and realized that one day you won't do this anymore. And I'll remember when you used to be my dish-washing buddy. And I'll miss it. I only really need one sink anyway. In fact, I didn't really have a double-sink before until this house.
We've got a good setup now. Let's keep it going for awhile.
Monday, October 21, 2013
Sunday, October 20, 2013
When I found out Tater was a boy, I texted my sis that it would now be up to her to provide the estrogen in the family. I was DONE having babies! I didn't want a girl THAT BAD anymore. True enough, my sister had her first baby - a girl - a few weeks ago.
I realize now, that although I originally wanted a girl, I was not meant for one. The pink section in Target is SO alluring, but now I realize it's better that I shop there for someone else's baby. I realize now that baby girls mean cute outfits and hairdo's -- oh the hairdo's. My boys are lucky enough if I wet down their cowlick/bedheads in the morning before shuffling them off to Abuelito's. I can't imagine trying to braid or Topsy-tail someone's hair every morning! I know I'd forget to add a headband or cute bow, I just know it. And outfits? I've tried cute hats, suspenders, or other accessories on my boys but they are about as T-shirt and Jean as you can get. And that's SO much more easy, let me tell ya. I'd feel sorry for my daughter if I had one. I'd fail at being a femme enough Mama now. I've been re-conditioned by the Ruffians.
And how would I keep a girl's clothes on if she ever wanted to be
This new setup I've got going on is perfect now. Anytime I need an estrogen dose, I'll just visit my sister. I'll comb hair and play with pink my little ponies, and when I'm over it I always know that I can call on T-Wax the dino to "take out" my little pony.
Mama Aunty Ruff)
Saturday, October 19, 2013
I underestimated this kid's love of pumpkins. He practically attacked the speech therapy intern for the whole bag of pumpkin candies instead of the one candy he was being offered! I experienced a classic mommy-fail moment and gave in to the tantrum and bartered with him.
If you stop crying, I will buy you your own bag. Deal?
I thought he'd grab anything in the candy aisle, or maybe go for the biggest bag, but he was very specific.
"Halloween," he kept saying.
Until I found the bag of pumpkins. He turned into a kid in a candy store...... literally.
His speech therapy intern has always given him lollipops and other candies, and yet he's never had a tantrum like this before for the WHOLE bag! After a day of giving it some thought, it all started to come together:
- How happy he is talking about pumpkins.
- How he talked about an Angry Bird pumpkin (how does a 3 year old remember pumpkins from the previous year?!).
- How excited he was picking his pumpkins last year. More excited than I saw him at Disneyworld! I mean, I never heard him say "I want to go home" at the pumpkin patch.
- How he nearly tackled his speech therapy intern for a bag of pumpkin candies.
It's a good thing we're going to the pumpkin patch tomorrow!
Thursday, October 17, 2013
I inherited a new Ruffian into our pack. His name is 'T-Wax" and he joined our family during our vacation after Diego got the shit scared out of him on a dino ride that he was not mentally prepared for. That's one of the drawbacks when your 3-yr old son is above the 90th percentile in height. He can get onto rides he probably shouldn't actually be on. The other drawback is people unfairly expect him to act more mature, which means less-to-no tantrums....... Yeah... that's NOT gonna happen!
So T-Wax came along to cheer Diego up for the surprisingly low adoption fee of $17 at the Animal Kingdom! And man! Those two are inseparable. Don't worry about Tater, he got a toy too.... well - actually he picked out a mean dino BOOK. <---------------He's the scholar of the family. ;)
T-Wax is the size of a small dog and will eat your pet gerbil. DD & and T-W do everything together like sleep and eat Epcot Center, the Eiffel Tower, and the Hilton.
I introduce you to T-Wax Ruff... He's very loving, cuddly, and HUNGRY!
A short monologue of how DD got T-Wax:
"I go on dinosaur ride
Now I scared
I was crying
Now Dada get me my dino!"
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
It was only a couple years ago that I had a traumatic experience on an airplane flight with my first born toddler. It was a 9-hr flight to the Bahamas and it was HELL! He did NOT want to stay still or quiet during the red-eye flight unless I walked up and down the aisle with him THE.......WHOLE..... FLIGHT.
I made an unrealistic vow at that moment I would never fly with AGAIN with toddlers!
Enter toddler #2 and a few flights later, and the trauma remains although it's not as bad as before. Tater ( toddler #2) is completely different than my first. He stays in his seat, or the vicinity, and take-off seems to miraculously put him to sleep instantly! Hallelujah!
Prior to choosing a 5-hr flight to DisneyWorld, I stalled and stalled on planning this vacation because Hubby was making long-ass destination suggestions like Fiji, Italy, or the Galapagos. Um---- HELL no! I was pushing for a 5-hr flight to Hawaii, personally. I honestly gave up on my stall tactics near the end of our vacation planning.
I told my husband that if he really wanted to, I could do a trip to Jamaica but I wouldn't be able to handle any flights longer than that. I thought my Hubs would instantly logon and book something. Instead he stared at me semi-vacuously and said, "Plan B - let's go to DisneyWorld."
I guess at that moment my hubs realized that a trip to Jamaica would NOT be the paradise he was expecting with our two kids -- the most vocal kid of which HATES water. What's that Mama? Water you say? Fuck no!
All the stress was 80% gone in my mind. 5-hrs on a plane? I could do that!
So we packed 3 fully-charged iPads and a Kindle Fire and ZERO airplane toys. (I learned that toys are catapulted onto other airplane passengers during previous flights). My sister suggested a new dinosaur toy for the plane... I told her a new dinosaur APP, maybe. To save money, Tater sat on my lap for the flight - I wouldn't recommend it, and we booked our tickets too late to sit together as a family. But the flight attendant helped us move passengers around so we could sit together in the end. He even helped me down the aisle to my new seat. My hands were full with bags, so I tried to make Tater walk to his dad at the new seat but Tater wasn't budging. The flight-attendant took the iPad, and said, "Here baby, baby.... Follow the shiny iPad!...." The passengers laughed, but it worked. "You've done this before." I said jokingly.
Sure, we had a couple tantrums, especially in the security line, and a passenger asked us to control Diego's seat-kicking on the return flight, but it was not the WORST I've lived through when it came to airplane flights. I've survived another flight with the Ruffians!!! And they invaded Disney World.