Motherhood serenity prayer

Yesterday Ol woke me at 4:40 with a booger-removal 911, and again this morning at 5:20. In addition to later going to the Container Store to pick out an exciting Kleenex dispenser that I will insist he start to use rather than coming into my room to access mine AND reminding me that at the ripe age of 4¾ he absolutely can blow his damn nose, I, tired-as-get-out Em-i-lis, am putting this prayer for afternoon serenity out into the ether as we have an after-school craft planned. Crafts and my children aren't the smooth types of experiences Moms of girls get.

Oh goddess of tired Mommies, Please grant me the serenity to appear joyful when hand-laminating Wild Kratt Creature Power Disks this afternoon with the boys... The courage to repeatedly exclaim how totally cool It would be if one could truly "Activate (fill in the animal) Power"... And the wisdom to take periodic bathroom breaks So as to ensure regular intervals of deep breathing restoration.

Delightful one-pot din-din

Tonight was a fairly regular cooking challenge: use only what you already have in your fridge/freezer/pantry. A chicken breast, fresh whey, coconut milk, brown rice, an onion, a bit of aging cauliflower, leftover garbanzo beans, Meyer lemon zest and a few other hints and hollers combined, over stages, in one pot to make a lovely, healthy meal for Mr. T and me. It's fun to experiment, and as long as you adhere to what needs to be cooked when, how long and with what, you'll rarely err. I may have later had too much leftover bread pudding, and now I really must go finish teacher gifts, but goodnight and happy almost-Wednesday to you all!

Two curiosities

It is my firmest belief that the hairstyle in which a woman's bangs begin back by her ear is a complete, irredeemable travesty. Why, EVER, would you want the responsibility of styling that much short hair forward? It's like two different haircuts battling atop one head. Plus, didn't that style emerge decades ago? I beseech you ladies to update!Also, the woman who careened across one lane and into mine, during rush hour and with handicapped plates on her car, while talking on her phone should probably hang up.