New Sunday School Class

This post is more for my own documentation. It's another funny from Preston that I need write down before I forget.

So Preston promoted at church yesterday to the 1st grade class. Our church is doing some much needed renovations to the kid's area and they've moved all the kindergartners to the 1st grade a little early.

We got in the car yesterday and I was anxious to hear how it went. Here's how our conversation went:

me: How was your new Sunday School class buddy?

P-Diddy: Good.

me: What did you learn?

P-Diddy: It was cold.

me: Cold?

P-Diddy: Yeah, cold. I barely survived.

Hilarious.

The Ice Cream Invasion

We've had the hankerin' for some homemade ice cream around here. And if you know my husband, the standard ice cream machine from Target would not do. It makes the ice cream "too icy". So last Sunday after church and some lunch, we gathered our pennies and headed to Williams Sonoma for the Mercedes of ice cream machines. You don't have to use salt or freeze the bowl. Just dump it all in and turn it on. So far we've made chocolate and cinnamon. And we've gone through about 5 cartons of eggs. Not the whites...just the yolks. This machine makes some amazing ice cream. I'm going to make some frozen yogurt today - mint chocolate chip.

But I'm not telling you this to pimp out Cuisinart. You see, when we were opening the box and getting everything ready, Preston said, "This ice cream machine is gonna change our lives."

Is this child a Weir or what? Love it.

Preston Rocks

It's been a big couple of weeks for P Diddy. He's finishing up Kindergarten and the bell can't ring for the last time too soon in his eyes. He's ready for summer break big time.



We had the big t-ball tournament. The big, painful t-ball tournament. It was a massacre. Freakishly large kids on the opposing team. I thought our coaches were going to have strokes on the field. But the kids all had smiles on their faces. They couldn't care less, which is awesome about 6 year olds. They were totally there for the free trophy and pizza party. Saturday night we hooted it up with the Cardinals. We had pizza, cake, 5 hours of swimming and the trophies. Our coaches were amazing this season. Big ups to them. And apparently there's been a request for a Cardinal Dad's Calendar. Cute dads...TV Joe included and obviously at the top of that list. Way to go Cardinals - we're all very proud. It's a great team and we've made some awesome friends in the process. We have one more season together in the fall and we're all looking forward to coach pitch.

Preston's other big news for the weekend. He learned to ride his bike without his training wheels. He's growing up, y'all and it's freaking me out. He's so big and adorable. We're really proud of him. And yes, we're getting him a bigger bike. He's had a major growth spurt. You can see the pure joy on his little face.

Yesterday we went to Preston's Kindergarten graduation. It was just about the cutest thing I've seen in a long time. It's been a good year. We held Preston back because he's a summer baby. He's super smart, but I just really felt it necessary to give him a little head start emotionally and socially. I know we made the right decision, but I was worried this year would be difficult due to boredom. Preston's teacher was amazing - she challenged him with reading and extra work to keep him engaged. We made it this year thanks to Mrs. Guthrey. We're ready for the 1st grade. I hear it's a lot of pressure with homework and reading. It's crazy how kids are pushed these days.


So here's to Preston - my baby boy all grown up. I thank God every day for giving me this amazing kid!

If You Like To Eat...

I know...I'm MIA. Uninspired is a good description. It will come back to me, I assure you.

In the meantime, if you like to eat, you really, really need to go to Honeyed Hashette. My girl Janna has been busy making stuff like this.

Her husband won the lottery with this girl. And not just because she's a great cook. She's gorgeous, generous, hilarious and a great friend.

Guys...send your wife here. She's a rock star. Seriously...love you Janna! Come see us soon...but don't you dare show up empty handed!! :)

Trip to New York - deets to come

We just got back from an amazing 3-ish days in New York. Details to come...after I finish cleaning the house up.

Now...where's my haz-mat uniform?

One More Thing for Tonight

There is nothing on TV tonight. We don't watch American Idol. So I'm watching "Marie Antoinette" on cable. I saw this film when it was released in theaters. I thought it was really good. My friends thought it was really slow. I just wonder, was Marie Antoinette's life as decadent as portrayed in the film? Yes, the film is slow, but it's so pretty.

I'm Angered Today

I am angered today. Is that even a word "angered"? It is today. I have so many issues - I just don't even know where to start. I'm disappointed that I still have not heard back on a job I really want. I wish I would get a call. It's all consuming to me these days. I really want this job. I may have to go on anti-anxiety pills if this guy doesn't call me soon. I'm running out of brown paper sacks to breathe in.


I'm angered that innocent people have died due to contaminated medication from China. Really angered. My friends know I have a real issue that everything we use day-to-day is shipped in from China. Stupid things. The Juicy Juice I bought for Bergen last week has a stamp on it - "Product of China". What? Why was it necessary for the Juicy Juice people to ship freaking apple juice across the Pacific Ocean? Oh, that's right. Because big retail mega-store "W" has trained us to look for the "falling prices". But at what cost? Well, we have the Heparin contamination scandal. Dozens of people have died because the real ingredients of Heparin were just too darned expensive to use. Let's not forget the tainted dog food, toxic toothpaste and lead-filled toys. And the $2.99 a pound "fresh Atlantic salmon" that's dripping in antibiotics and waste. Why do we have to import everything? We're raising a generation of Americans who cannot make anything. Now, I'm not so angry about toys. I mean, the likelihood that a child would get lead poisoning from a toy is slim. I remember the toys we played with in the 80's were all made in Taiwan. I'm sure they were dripping in lead. But food and drugs? What the frack? The FDA never inspected the factory the heparin was made in. If we can't trust the FDA, who is our voice? Is it my doctor? While I love my doctor, there are cute phara-reps bringing him lunch twice a week. They are in sales. It's their job to convince them that their drug is the best. (disclaimer - I actually do trust my doctor)

I'm also terribly angered over this whole price of oil debacle. I took economics, I understand supply and demand. But I still get really pissed off when I fill up my tank, knowing that oil companies are showing record profits. I feel sorry for people who are skipping breakfast to pay for gas to drive to work. I'm so worried about how much worse it's going to get before it gets better. And how long will it take to get better when we are so dependent on other countries for everything?

Miley Cyrus has me angered a bit too. Well, not really Miley so much as Billy Ray and Mrs. Billy Ray. What the crap were they thinking letting their daughter take her top off for a photo shoot. She's 15. She can't make a rational judgement. She wants to be grown up. They thought the photos would be "artistic". Wow. I'm guessing they loved the pics until Disney saw them. Now they are embarrassed. I bet Disney does not let her out of their sight from now on. And Vanessa Hudgens can breathe a sigh of relief.

Whew - I feel a bit better. I guess I can drift to bed and wish hard that little pixies would come clean my house while I sleep. A girl can dream.