1 potato - 2 potato

Ahh, today was such a fabulous day. I got up around 7 as usual and laid in bed until 8 when Lizzy came running in. We snuggled for a bit and then I got up to straighten my hair and prep my lunch for the day ahead. Mondays suck. I have work until 6 and then class until god knows when, so it's a long day, and I relish my morning minutes to lay around and be lazy. Hubby calls me from the bedroom and says "Your boss is on the phone" Ugh, what do they want now? When I told her I was getting ready for work, she said the best words ever.. don't bother, our heater is broken, so you don't need to go in today! Hallelujia chorus sounds in my head and I can barely keep from jumping up and down. Lizzy had been begging me to stay home with her all morning, so I gladly shared the news.

I asked her if she wanted me to go to her school today. I love volunteering there. I really miss it, and I miss those kids like crazy! Lizzy wanted me to go, so I gladly obliged. I went a few minutes early and saw some of the morning kids too (They have AM and PM preschool there) Some of the morning kids are from my old preschool job, so of course they remembered me. They've gotten so big since I last saw them in June. Boy do I miss them. Had a great day with lizzy and her friends and some of her many boyfriends. Building block towers was never so fun <3

So tonight, class was cancelled, so it was just the boy, hubby and I. The grandparents took Lizzy to go see a dog they want to adopt. Poor Jake gets left out of everything :( Oh well, we're having a grand old time racing cars and playing ball. Oh, and trying on big sister's boots. He's obsessed!

I wasn't sure what to make for dinner at all. I was quite dizzy so I layed down for a bit and let the boy crawl all over while watching his "Nick Jr Mega Music Fest" (that boy's addicted!) I was surfing facebook and saw a friend's status about Crash Potatoes. I figured I'd check that out, as it sounds yummy. I went to my bff google and typed it in. First thing to pop up was The Pioneer Woman's recipe. Now let me tell you, this lady has NEVER steered me wrong with any recipe. Her food looks and sounds so delicious! Plus, her picture commentary along with her recipes are amazing. So of course, I clicked it. These babies look too yummy to pass up, so now I have potatos boiling, ready to be smashed and baked and topped with cheese and sour cream. Score! (ok, so PW doesn't use butter, sour cream and cheese... but some of the comments suggested it, so why not? :) )

http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2008/06/crash-hot-potatoes/

Now I try to act like a tough chick when it comes to certain things. Weather, however, I am not a fan of. I'm sure you all have heard of this "Snowpocalypse" or "Icepocalypse" a lot of the country is supposed to get hit with. I hear of even an inch of snow and I freak out. I do not do well driving in snow. Yes, I live in NEPA. I should be used to it. I'm just one of those people that panic when sliding and hit the brake. I make fearless hubby drive me to work when the weather's bad. Snow, sure, I'll drive like 10mph or I'll have hubby drive me. But ice? Heck no. I won't set foot in a car when a lot of ice is in the forecast. I'm worried about me driving, hubby driving, and other people in other cars driving. Here I sit, wishing for a PA State of Emergency so everything will shut down for a day or two. I'm a weather wuss, deal with it.

Today has been a great Monday. Best monday on record for quite awhlie. I think once a month Monday should be this good!

Welcome Back!

Hmm, I see it's been awhile.. No, actually, too long. I haven't written since BEFORE my son was born? Wow, talk about a slacker. Sheesh!

Well anyways, welcome back. For those of you reading for the first time, Hello!

I thought it might be therapeutic to start blogging again. Some days you just gotta let it all out! Mostly, I just want to start blogging again so I'm not bitching my husband's ear off about mindless crap usually pertaining to work. Poor guy's heard enough of my job in the past week to last him a lifetime!

Speaking of my job- don't get me wrong- I love it! Teaching is what I've always wanted to do. For the first time in my life, I actually WANT to go to work, and NOT just to get away from whining children (especially since I teach whiny children..) I have such a great team where I work. I mean, where else will your boss refer to you as nipples? :) Anyway, when I last stopped blogging I was working retail. Man I hatttteeeeddd retail. So glad to be out of that world and have my foot in the door and going to school!

The children.. Ahh, my children. The snot nosed smiling screaming bundles of joy that I gave birth to...

Elizabeth is 4 3/4, going on 16. She's been deemed ''too smart'' for preschool, proficient in all areas, and hard to attain goals for because she knows everything. Miss SmartyPants. That's my girl <3 She's a firey redhead with a stubborn attitude, but is as sweet as pie. She'll be 5 on April 17th and has told me she wants a "Rapunzel party" where she wears a purple dress and has long flowy blonde hair. Want to know how to get long hair? Ask Liz.. "You need to eat the crusts of your peanut butter and jelly.. but I don't like crusts, and that's why my hair isn't long like Rapunzel's mommy!" And there you have it folks.. the key to 'long flowy hair' is to eat your peanut butter and jelly crusts!

Jacob is 19 months old, and hitting the terrible 2's already! He's a screamer, a kicker, and a thrower. Totally the 180 of Lizzy! That boy has one hell of an arm on him and can kick a ball almost as far as I can! He's a rough and tumble little ball of terror that melts right into your arms when you scold him for anything. He's on a language boom- with his 2 newest words being "Flowee" (flower) and "Ah-Oh" (apple). He's one sweet little guy but if you take something from him or tell him no, sit back and watch the tantrum unfold. After a few minutes of laying on the floor kicking and screaming he gets up and goes on his merry way as if nothing happened. He's losing his baby 'fat' and is turning into a lean mean eating machine! He's already eating us out of house and home but when he's full, watch out. You might end up wearing his dinner if you're sitting near him (as his dear godfather found out and ended up with a neck full of mashed potatoes)

Anyway, welcome back into my silly crazy life. There's been lots of ups and downs in the past year and a half since I've blogged, and I'm sure there's MANY more to come! Such is life, right?