So Many Surgeons At the Library...

This morning I went for a lovely outing with a girlfriend and all our kids. 
We played at the park and watched a dance performance at the library.  
I could not believe how many people (three that I saw) were on cell phones during the event. 
Not texting, actually talking. 
How rude is that?  Not only to the performers but to your children (or in one case the children who are attending the daycare you work at!)! The only logical reason I can think of is that these (women) were doctors talking someone through emergency surgery.
I can not believe that people can not spend 40 minutes without talking to someone on a phone.  No need to tell your child they are not important, they can tell by your disinterest in their activities.    And probably overhear you talking on your cell about what a brat they are. 

It's Like I Want Food Poisoning

After my awesome bacon and spinach event I decided to be more careful.  Yesterday I thawed the chicken thighs in a ziplock in a sink of water.  Some water got into the bag (which should teach me to buy actual Ziplocks and not those crappy store brand ones) so I dumped the chicken water into the sink ALL OVER THE DRYING RACK.  Super.  Let the sterilization begin.

Impending E. coli Breakout Limited to One Household

So the other night I diced the bacon just like Rachael Ray told me too.  Then I rinsed the spinach (where does one find arugula here?) and put it down to dry on the raw bacony surface of the same cutting board.  I proceeded to finish making supper (which was delish!) and then realized that I likely have brought on a massive intestinal evacuation in my entire family. 
Stay tuned for updates (upchucks?)!

Wednedsay's Wisdom

Trains do not poop.

You know it and I know it.  A toddler does not know it.  A toddler does not want to know it.

Be secure in the knowledge that only people and animals poop and do not engage in any conversation related to poop and trains.  You will not come out victorious. 

At Least I Don't Live on the Street Where the House Exploded...

6:20am wake up call from Toddler.
Toddler falls off table at photo studio, scrapes nose.
Toddler's soother falls on floor at store.
Baby's bottle falls on floor at coffee shop.

Thank God for nap.

Watch same episode of Thomas the Tank Engine as yesterday.
Baby throws up entire bottle.
Cat plays in water dish and walks across table leaving foot prints everywhere.
Toddler falls on way to swimming pool, scrapes both knees.
Toddler poops in pool, poop particles escapes swim diaper.  Lessons cancelled for the night.
Seem to have not sorted recycling out of tea towel  load, have sent two applesauce containers and a yogurt lid through the washer.
Knock over Toddler while feeding Baby.
Pick up Toddler to comfort her, scrape face against glasses.

Baby still awake, open beer anyway.