Time to do the duty….

I found a draft in my blog posts with this title. I clicked on it, excited to find out where on earth I was going with a title like that, but sadly it had no content. Too bad, I’m sure that post was going to be a good one.

Anyway, I have a lot of laundry to put away, so I thought I would eat a twizzler and write a 7 quick takes post instead, because I like to be spontaneous.

Let’s see, where to begin…

1~ I have been in an enormous meal-making rut lately. Which is ridiculous, because I live in a first would country and have access to glutenous amounts of food 24 hours a day. But somehow when I am faced with the job of deciding what to make for dinner, I can only think of eggs…


I don’t even scramble the eggs, I just plop them in a skillet and carve them out when they’re done. I serve them elegantly with a side of toast and frozen peas…

2~ I do actually make things besides eggs for dinner, obviously. I don’t want you thinking the only thing I cook is lazily plopped eggs. But anytime I make a meal that isn’t hotdogs, I can pretty much count on at least 2 of my 6 kids gagging during dinner. (Worse than 33% on the gag-ometer, and I usually don’t make the meal again.) But it feels like I still have to see a lot of gagging.  What am I doing wrong? Should I just be resigned to keeping my eyes closed while the kids are eating?


The only thing ALL of my kids like on this plate is the okra. That is so weird. They like the slimiest, hairiest vegetable, but they won’t eat baked chicken.  I never ate okra as a kid (I like it now), but I’m willing to bet that if I had tried it, I wouldn’t have been crazy about it.

3. I know I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again, I live vicariously through my children’s strait hair. Ann, in particular, has the hair I always wanted…


Her hair is long, not frizzy, and can be brushed without having to cut the brush out of her hair when she’s done.

4~ Also, I can braid her hair…


*My* hair looks like one giant dreadlock when I try and braid it. You can’t even make out the braid in all of the fuzz. But Ann’s hair on the other hand, looks dreamy. I am just fascinated by strait hair…

5~ Mary Claire has taken up store crying. It was never a consistent problem in the past, so I don’t know what is bringing on the waterworks now. Maybe she is just becoming more sentimental in her old age? Perhaps she is just filled with so much gratitude for being pushed around like a queen that she just can’t contain her emotions and wants to leap out of the cart for her unworthiness?  Maybe its the broken buckle in the cart that causes her to lament the poor quality of plastic products? Whatever the reason is, its loud.


This particular day the light bulb section was her undoing. Maybe the environmentalist in her couldn’t stand the sight of non-energy efficient light bulbs.

6~ But outside of store shopping, MC Hammer is pretty delightful.


So delightful in fact, that I didn’t see the sand she was clutching behind her back about to throw in my face…

7~ Lastly, and on a more serious note, you might consider sending up a few prayers for Rosie (who hosts My Sunday Best) and her little in-utero baby. It looks like her baby might be facing some unexpected challenges in the future (you can read about it here) and I am sure she would appreciate any prayers you have to offer. Many thanks!

Have a great Saturday night!





4 thoughts on “Time to do the duty….

  1. I LOVE eggs! From my head down to my toes, ih you gotta love ’em, the incredible edible egg!

    Please tell me you remember that jingle or I’ll feel like a goof.

    Also, I have to admit I was incredibly distracted in Mass Thursday by Annie’s beautiful hair! If I could, I’d attach a Ryan Gosling meme saying, “Dam- girl, rock those locks.”

    I think I ate too much sugar tonight.

    • That Ryan Gosling meme got a good laugh out of me.

      Also, I do remember the egg jingle, so you do not need to feel like a goof.

      And lastly, I can’t say for sure whether or not you ate too much sugar….I would have had to observe more of your behavior…but based on your comment, I think you are still in the “safe zone” of sugar consumption.

  2. We call those eggs “fried scrambled eggs” in our house. That’s because when I try to flip the plopped eggs, they get a little messy. Not mixed up enough to be scrambled, not perfect enough to be fried. We eat them a lot. 🙂

    I have never had okra. It makes me nervous. I don’t know why. Maybe I should see someone about that?

    • Okra *should* make you nervous. Its so fuzzy on the outside. I often wonder (when it comes to certain foods) who the first person was who looked at (in this case, okra) and said “that looks hairy, let’s eat it!”.

      The only way I like okra is when it is fried in corn meal. Fried things are always tolerable. I can’t imagine eating it any other way though. I once tried it in gumbo, and it just reminded me of a hairy slime-ball. Also, I learned I don’t like gumbo…

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