September 28, 2007
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Profile of a Week
It’s Friday again! How did that happen? I suppose when one is gone all the time with this and that, the days just zoom by. The school week was a good one. I’m ahead on read-alouds, mostly everything got accomplished, and I only cooked one meal at home all week. (We’ll see if I can weasel out of dinner tonight, too.)
Actually, the one dinner I did make is a funny story. We now have Soup Mondays, which, not surprisingly, involves eating soup. I–or some other family member–make a batch of soup, and we eat it Monday and Tuesday. This week’s little charmer of a recipe was Vegetable Beef Barley. I used a cup of uncooked barley, a bag of frozen veggies, beef broth, and seasoning. After a day in the crock pot, it was Tasteless Barley Slime with Veggies. We bravely ate it, and TGD and I thought it wasn’t so bad. Tuesday night, it was leftovers.
“Ew, Mom! If I have to eat this, I’m going to throw up!”
“Eat it anyhow, or you’ll have it for your snack and for breakfast.”
“Can I have something else for lunch, then?”
“No”
The kids shoveled it down with many grimaces and occasional references to starving third world children by those who didn’t find the brown gloop so disgusting. Gockle decided to hold out and try his luck on seeing how many days he could go without eating rather than finish his slime soup. (This is the kid who held out without food for almost 24 hours one time because I wanted him to each one peach slice and three blueberries.)
After the bowls were hastily loaded in the dishwasher and the cheerleading and football car-full were on their way out the door, Little Miss said, “I’m going to throw up.”
“Well, do it in the bathroom, then!”
And indeed, she did.
Gockle was thrilled. No one would make him eat that soup now!
(Side note–stomach flu is now circulating through Little Miss’s cheerleading squad. It wasn’t the soup. I’m sure of it. Positive! Well, sort of..)
This weekend is Bulldog’s Day (two Days this year). That means four games of cheerleading to watch and one football game for Gockle. It is supposed to be excellent fall weather, so it sounds like the best of times.
I want to change my profile picture as I’ve had the present one for a while. But, I’m currently suffering from Bad Haircutitis. If I raise my eyebrows as high as they will possibly go, my bangs just touch them. Since I don’t want a look of perpetual astonishment to grace my Xanga, I shouldn’t take any new pictures now.
I thought about having a thing instead of my smiling visage as the new profile pic, but a picture of what? If I choose a cool picture I’ve taken of something, does it mean that it somehow represents my personality?
What should I choose? What picture–not of me–is me? What picture is you? (It doesn’t have to be one of these, by the way!)
Comments (23)
Nice photos. I vote for the unkempt garden look….not that you are unkempt….but it is so English looking. And…weren’t there some nice shots of you in all those England pics?
They are all great pics. but here’s a vote for 2, 4, or 5. That doesn’t narrow it down much though, does it? But still……
REALLY nice pics! I don’t know, I think the profile pic you have now is just dandy.
Soup Mondays sounds like a great idea! Sorry this past Monday’s soup didn’t work out so well, though. I have bad bangs now, too, but I am pushing them off my face. I am going to get them fixed on Monday, but they will still be too short and will have to be combed “back” for awhile, until they grow out. I cut them myself. Bad idea. The woman who cuts my hair is used to this, though. She knows I periodically cut my hair and my son’s hair. It sometimes works out and sometimes it doesn’t. 
I think number 2 fits.
I’d say the first one is me. Plastic spoon and all.
Out of the pictures you posted, in agreement with everybody else who commented, I think number 2 seems to fit you best!
Oh, how funny! Slime soup…………I’ll try that at home. I find the worse I cook, the less they expect it and the less I actually have to do! I haven’t prepared a meal in at least 3 days! I felt bad about that until I read your sllime story. hahahahahaha
I like #2 and #4……they are very serene and calming to me.
gorgeous pictures! I find myself thinking of you and yours often up here . . . so I send much love!
(and hope Little Miss feels better and that the rest of you don’t catch “it.”)
The snowman! The plastic spoon is a nice touch.
I have to admit that I am rather fond of your current profile pic.
Subway tonight was great, and that means that you only had to cook one night this week. What privilege!
Hmm, well, personally I say you should keep your lovely smiling face. I think readers can get more from a blog if they have a face to connect with what they are reading. It feels more personable and real, instead of just a mysterious internet persona.
But that’s just me.
Oh, and I got a book in the mail today.
Thank you ever so much… That was so incredibly sweet. I’m very excited to read it, too.
All the pics are cute, but I vote to keep your smiling face. It’s more “you” (obviously <G>).
Sorry to hear about the soup. We have a saying for those kinds of meals at our house: “It fills the void.”
I think you should use the snowman….. he’s funny, plaid looks good on him, and he always has a spoon in his mouth!….. ooops! You may not like that as a general image of yourself! (I really am teasing about the “always has a spoon in his mouth” thing! Just being silly! ;P)
You are so funny. I love the barley slime story…. just so you don’t feel bad, that same thing has happened to us, as well. I think ours had lentils in it, though, and that just added to the “yuck” of it. Thankfully, the girls were too young to really have “issues” with slime, and ate it all up after we salted and peppered it well.
Oh, and about your profile pic…… why not use an old one of yourself or one of your children?
Well, I’m about to go out and ATTEMPT to do something in my garden, but, I will be taking it very easy, as my energy is still quite low & my fever keeps popping back up if I even try to fold laundry. Actually, I don’t know what I think I’m doing by going into the garden when I feel like this, but, at least I’ll be outside in the fresh air, enjoying some of my flowers! Ta ta!!
oooo…the last one! Did you take that in England?
Your post reminded me of something. Two of my brothers play football at a nearby Christian high school. Well, one of the coaches has some threat that if they do very poorly in a game, they have to do “bear crawl pukers”. I am told that this is having the whole team do bear crawls endlessly…and endlessly, until one person gets so burnt out they puke. Nobody can stop until somebody pukes. (If they think the coach is going to make them do that, some of them eat tons of pizza for lunch… but he hasn’t made them do that this year, thank goodness.) I asked my brother “what happens if nobody pukes, but somebody passes out?” His response: “I guess that coach would let that count.”
I love the sepia toned one of the window, though the snowman is almost equally profound, “born with a silver, er, plastic spoon in his mouth” What I really want to see is your bad haircut. I always wondered if I’d dare wear Mamie Eisenhower bangs.
I definitely like both arches garden and window….for me a country garden with a table set for tea and a good book to read in the partially shaded peace.
You’re totally the garden gate, while I am the window. I don’t know why, but that was just my first impression…
Merry
I like your current one, but if I must vote the legs are awesome!
I vote for keeping the current picture also! There are a bunch of winter soup recipes you might be interested in in this months Mother Earth News that I refered to in my post. http://www.motherearthnews.com
I like your current pic! Have a great week.
The cheerleaders are a perfect fit for you. I don’t know anyone more spirited than you! The others are pretty, but too dry looking.
RYC; Yeah, lol, I often forget that not everyone likes vegies the way I do so that soup might not go over too well with the kids. At least there are plenty of others to choose from, or I can always send you some of my own since I have dozens.