Irons in the Fire

I went through a REALLY weird phase the last 14 days. I was into Lost, and I kept thinking about it-like in the middle of the night and when I was walking through the house. Weird to say the least. So I took it as a cue that I needed to get a real life. Sometimes I need commitments outside my diaper-changing existence to get my head on straight. It's that Protestant work ethic(no disrespect to the Catholics folks, it's just a Presbyterian hand-me-down from my mother). So, I got involved in a few things:

1. I am  making my Brother in Law's birthday tart today. I absolutely bombed his last lemon cake about 3 weeks ago. It was SO BAD you actually couldn't keep it in your mouth. I think it was the worst thing I have ever cooked or baked in my whole life. Seriously. So I am making my other lemon curd recipe and putting it in a tart shell for my "make-up" birthday dessert. I just can't let that lemon disaster go. 

2. Our church is starting a coffee cart as part of the Spring Break Fundraising drive. Our new youth director is a carpentry whiz, and I am supplying the coffee know how. So far we're working on the same premise: Excellence and consistency in all things. That doesn't mean we're going all out, we're actually trying to keep things simple so the system will work well for the high schoolers and those of us who are running it. So I have to finish the first draft of the manual tomorrow so the kids can get their food handlers card by the end of next week. Thankfully the state department has now put the test online and I don't even need to go downtown to take mine again. How cool is that? 

3. I am purging a lot of stuff. Mostly baby stuff. I think perhaps we're done with newborns at this point. Maybe not, but then again, we can always buy second hand stuff if we find we want another birth child. So I am just about finished with the crib I started to refinish about 1.5 years ago, and then I am going to donate it to a charity that works with Latino families. I have been struck by the scripture about the widow, orphan and alien. We have a lot of alien families around here who work the fields during harvest.

4. I am now on a work out program we can all live with. I work out at the gym two days a week with the kids in the childcare, and then I go for a walk on the weekends. If I could, I would go to the gym 6 days a week because I like it so much. But the times I can go take away from other family time, and everything has a price. So, until my kids sleep later and go to bed earlier, I can only go to the gym two days a week. 

5. We had a p*tty party this weekend. Sounds funny, but I needed a little carrot stick for my girl to get her motivation piqued! She is so social and she loves parties, so I promised one if she went p**p on the p*tty.  It worked and we partied. It was fun.  

That's us. How are you?