Food mill here, gym no-no, send me sleep vibes!

Whee- my food mill is here! I'm super excited and about to embark on an evening of apple butter making. Yum! I would like to point out a terrible rudeness that indicates either bad parenting or a real sense of entitlement (or both) which I find yukky: do not leave your trash/towels/etc on the floors and benches of the locker room for the "help" to pick up. They are not your servants! Yes, their job is to keep things clean and tidy, but in my opinion that job description does not involve, nor should you assume it does, picking up your used items. There are garbage cans and "towels here" bins for a reason. Aah.

I would love a full night of sleep tonight- please send good vibes my way if you're so inclined. Merci.

Ok, I'm starving. Off to eat and cook and will post pics of my new toy in action.

Eat A Rainbow says Jack

I'm so glad he's getting this message at school too! In an attempt to clean out my fridge, enjoy a hearty and warm lunch and eat my rainbow, I made chard and quinoa with preserved lemon, pomegranate seeds, feta and some other goodies. I felt fortunate this morning that Oliver was as tired as I, so I spent a full 1.5 hours on the couch while we read, played doctor and other assorted couch-based activities. Whew.

PS- This recipe is posted under Em-i-lis' Eat a Rainbow.

"Pulled through the hedge backwards" -Aunt Da

Oh gawd, talk about your expectations being wildly mistaken. I had two lovely glasses of wine with my Indian meal and went to bed at 8:50p. Took a melatonin for good measure. Oliver was up at 2:45 and then again for good at 5. Is someone joking? And why does this always happen when Tom is out of town? When Jack was little and O not yet an idea, Tom went to China for work and J had two night terrors in a row. Just after the second one, T called from the Great Wall, boasting about the view. If I could have put a fork in his head through the phone, I would have. I'd love to actually and accurately know how many times since then the boys have gotten sick as soon as T left for the airport. Blast.

New funny pronunciation from Oliver: impact hammer is "hammocka hammer." Wha??

Do you think my food mill will come this morning? The clock is telling me that I need to get Jack dressed for school. Mother of god, this is going to be a long day.