Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Back-to-School Lunches Kids Will Love - Food on Shine

I have had more than a few conversations this week with moms trying to figure out some creative things to pack in their child's lunch other than the usual peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

My oldest sons kindergarten teacher told the parents to "pack a little bit of a lot of different foods". And since I never knew from one day to the next what my child will 'like' or 'dislike', I liked her suggestion and really found it to be a great way to get him to eat more of his lunch than he brought home.

Recently, while perusing the Internet for ideas, I ran across this article of some not so  great ideas for your kids lunch... based on the comments, I would say that packing soup for a first graders lunch is probably not such a great idea.  With that being said...any great ideas? #anyone

Back-to-School Lunches Kids Will Love - Food on Shine

A list of top 10 things that make my middle school experience a lot different then kids today...

10. I could not wear lipstick, eyeliner or mascara in the 7th grade
  9. I did not get my first relaxer until I was in 7th grade
  8. All the "fast girls" would smack  their lips when they talked
  7. There were boys who chewed tobacco and the school allowed them to hang out on the "spitting         porch" before school
  6. Teresa what's-her-face 'wanted' to fight me (we never did)
  5. The first time I remember the school talking to us about college was when the track coach who was dating a guy still in college introduced  us to Phi Slamma Jamma (UH)
  4. 9th grade was junior high
  3. Everybody could participate in whatever sport as long as you made the team
  2. The only electronic device(s) were cordless phones
  1. The parents did not act worse than the kids

Monday, August 22, 2011

Get Some Where and Sit Down

My Big Mama use to say that.  She was really trying to tell us to stop moving so much, settle in one place for  a minute---peace be still.  I have been telling myself that quiet a bit today.  Here it is,  one year later and I find myself in the same professional mess once again.  I keep asking, how do I get in this same predicament year after year. My mother told me once before, when the dysfunction that surrounds you becomes's time to go.

With that thought in mind, I am looking for my keys.

But this time, I am not moving until God says move.  The problem is, there is so much noise in my life, I am not sure if I can hear him when he speaks.  The question is, will I know his voice if I hear it? Will he have my attention? Will I hear my voice and think that it is his? Perhaps that is one reason, I find myself here in this place over and over again.  Maybe I should do what God has already told me to do. (That sounds crazy! Of course I should do what God has told me.) Nothing in his plan tells me I need to be where I am today.  I am a square peg trying to make myself fit in a round hole. Which is why I am right here at this same place facing the same ole mess just on a different day.

So now my question is, do I know how to follow?  Can I be obedient? Can I ignore the distractions, overcome the obstacles, walk in faith and find my way? In Big Mamas words, can I get somewhere and sit down?

What I do know is, life is a persistent teacher.  It will repeat the lesson until I learn.

Dang, I'm tired of taking this class.

Simple words I hear from God. Could it be this simple.
1, 2, 3..
Listen to me
4, 5...
You will survive
I am God and I can wait.
9, 10...
Let's not go through this again.

Monday, August 1, 2011

My Husband Wears Mom Jeans

So there!  I said it. My husband wears "Mom Jeans" and seems to be confused that I don't find them...uhm...attractive!?
What are Mom Jeans you ask?  Well, I define them as jeans you should have given up wearing a while back,  but you can not seem to let them go because they are so damn comfortable and  'broken in' after years, months, days and hours of wearing.  They render  you momasexual, ( a mom with no sex appeal) less desirable, but prove to be functional, particularly when chasing boys around the park while talking on your Iphone. They tend to sit high on the waist and taper at the legs, falling just short of what could be considered 'flooding'.  They give your view from the rear an appearance less than attractive but more flat and unbelievably wider than normal.   I think it is safe  to say,  that if you purchased them more than two years ago, they probably fall at the top of what one would considered as bonafide "Mom Jeans".
Fortunately, I tend to buy jeans that are  long and boot cut. Most appropriate for wearing with a stiletto, high-heeled boot or wedge sandal. The husband on the other hand...let's just say he does not have as many options nor is he as fashion conscious.  Why does wearing "Mom Jeans" pose such a problem? Well, the Urban Dictionary has nine different definitions of "Mom Jeans" none of which I would want used to define my outfit of choice.  But how do I get the hubby to agree that "Mom Jeans" on him or me are a definite no-no? Even President Obama took a great deal of heat for his fashion choice.  Swagger or no swagger, just say no!

One of nine definitions:
jeans highlighting the flat curvature of the 40+ buttocks. Similies: upside-down-heart shaped-butt. Commonly seen aacompained with front butt. Extremly high waist, and always a crappy shade of blue or black. Usually found in Kohl's or Mervyn's

It's late afternoon, the boys scream to go to the park.
It's hot, I'm tired and it is starting to get dark,
In the car, kids, cups, balls and bikes,
The trip from the car seems more like a hike.
Running, jumping, screaming they play,
I try my best to stay out of their way.
Push me. No! Push me. Me first, me too,
How much is a mom expected to do?
I cook, I clean, I even sing, running here, there, every where,
I love, I scold, showing how much I care,
but wearing mom jeans---I would not dare!

Great show today on the learning styles of African American children

No. Really, why can't he Read?