Baptism

The baptism of Zachary was flawless! Everything looked good and the cake was the Bomb.com. Zachary looked pimp in his Baptism wear.

And the dress? It fit like a glove. But pictures don't do it justice unless I am in complete denial of how horrible I look LOL. I think I usually am but I blame the bedroom mirror. It's the kind of  mirror that makes you look so good, until some bad lighting and photo angle rips your dreams apart.I made sure that we all coordianted. Even the green embroidery in Paul's guyabera shirt matched the necklace I wore. Also, I am super glad the STY that was growing in my eye didn't come to fruition. Otherwise, I would end up looking like this:

I can't wait for Hoarders to start up again! It's one of my favorite shows behind Real Housewives and Family Guy. I am also fond of Yard Crashers, and now Bath Crashers too. (Hell yes you can come to my house and uber do my yard/bathroom!) So as I await the Publishers Clearing House van to pull up and hand me my $10,000,000 check, I will be cleaning my house so as to not have to purge it years down the road of empty coffee cups and old apple slices that have created a colony of minutiae warriors that steal my breath at night while I sleep. (reference: movie "Catseye"). Tonight is chicken Dijon YUM!

This time was "nacho bake" day on the emealz plan. Looks like movie food to me and that works well since we will be watching  "Clash of the Titans" for entertainment. It comes with a salad as well Ceasar!

My name is Crazy; What's yours?

8:03 am: the attempt will be made to get to South Lamar to get my dress altered for Sunday's Baptism. South Lamar you say? Why of course South Lamar! Of course the farthest reaches of the planet with two kids in tow! Heading to Hope's alterations because of her experience and quick turnaround: things apparently not found in Round Rock, at least according to Yelp. So here I go as soon as ManBearPig wakes up. I hope to be home by 11am..(best laid plans...)

BUUUUZZZZZZZZZZZZ Busy as a bee day!

So Zachary's baptism is on Sunday and I made the brave decision to go to the new Cuban bakery to order a cake for the occasion. why brave? because i took the two boys with me, promising Christopher a cookie when we got there. So after a crazy playgroup, I loaded up the boys and drove to the new location off HWY 79 and tried to order the cake. However, since I don't know what i want I had to go to the OTHER location to pick it out because the Baker didn't have a book at the new location. Bought C-man a cookie and he was happy. Then noticed a few doors down there was a dry cleaners so I dropped the Baptism outfit off there, Christopher eating the big cookie the whole time and me screaming at the dry cleaner lady my contact info. Screaming because Zachary woke up and wanted boob (i'm guessing) and the general noise of the place and NEWS8 Austin playing on the TV. so we get back in the car and drive to the other bakery and I pull in right in front of a dry cleaners...next to the other bakery....sigh, oh well. Now i have to work on my leg tan so I look good in my Lilly Pulitzer dress that I envision wearing to my son's Baptism.

Day two of emealz: pecan crusted tilapia with pilaf and the green beans. Tonight we have a special guest over, Lindsay! Hope ctopher likes fish buuut I guess we'll find out. I got a can of Boyardee somewhere if this don't pan out.. Get it? Pan? Cus I'm cooking?? Lol

the sound of silence (with Dr. Oz in the back ground)

Some how i have managed to have both boys sleeping in what I call the "magic hour(s)."  Normally I spend this time cleaning up and doing some household chore and dreaming of ice cream drizzled with choco syrup. Maybe, just maybe, I might take a shower. I always seem to have a list of what needs to be done but it is constantly being re prioritized. I still can't see how people don't lose weight after their second kid. I never get a full meal in and I seem to never stop moving until my head hits the pillow at night. I am sure that counts for my 30minutes of exercise a day right?? Didn't somebody invent a chore-bot yet? The only crunches I want to do involve chex mix.

Redneck meal

So I'm trying this new mean plan from e-mealz. It's basically a weekly meal plan that you can do for under $100 a week. Music to my stomach since I spend more than that a week and still wonder whats for dinner on tuesdays. I require a plan, but moreso, I require a plan that someone smarter and with more time can do for me plan. Hence Emealz. I heard it on the Dave Ramsey Show while taking my weekly shower and it intrigued me. Looked it over and signed up that afternoon. After shopping on Sunday, I left HEB with a weeks worth of meals and a few extra goodies for me and cat food for $95.88. Mondays meal was Garlic Butter Chicken and Chips with sauteed squash with onions and mashed red potatoes. I worried that it wasn't going to be enough food because the recipe for the mashes red potatoes called for 1/2 lb red potatoes. when I measured a 1/2 of red potatoes i literally had two small golf ball size potatoes in the bag that I was supposed to mash (??). So I opted for the Idahoan insta potato for only $0.89. SO, I start cooking and I need to crunch chips, potato chips, for the chicken. Enter Paul. He gives me this look and says "That's so redneck...crunching chips for dinner yeeeeHaw!!" Honestly...so I said, "Hey, at least I'm not pouring co-cola on the chicken and drinking beer out a solo cup. Plus if this comes out good, then we have a good thing going here!" Sure enough, there was MORE than enough food and it came out dericious! Tonight is pecan crusted white fish, green beans and rice pilaf. Dolla dolla dolla Bill Y'ALL!!

Wassup with the title?

Oh! Glad you asked! I named this blob "Of Mice and Moms," after a day of everything is going wrong,and it made me think of  the title of John Stienbeck's "Of Mice and Men."  That title comes from  a quote " The best laid plans of mice and men oft go ary" from a poem "to a mouse." (hmm, seems to be a lot of "" in this post, but hey! you learned something. Thank a teacher. the more you know!)
So, being clever, I added Moms to the end of that quote because I am a planner and being a mom seems to negate ANY and ALL plans you may have for that day. Hence the name. :)   

Well, Hello there!

Yes, I'm starting a Blob, or "blog" if you will. Why? Because I need a hobby. Homekeeping with two children just isn't making my life crazy enough. Plus, I am able to give people the option of seeing what goes through my head on a moment to moment, day to day, basis, without subjecting themselves to random facebook rants (of which I have many). Think of it as a nude journal.....or a journal if you prefer to remain prudish (put a sock on!). Follow, if you dare, through the wonders of my life and the shenanigans that come up. Oh, and bring Capri Sun cuz you might get thristy and I would too and I like the fruit punch kind so when I ask for a sip, I won't be disgusted with "strawberry-kiwi."