Monday, January 26, 2009

Nashville Trip and Sponges


I've been horrible about updating the blog. Kelly doesn't understand why this is so since all I do is lounge around all day, eating bonbons and reading novels. I mean, surely I could do something productive like spend oodles of time on the internet, updating my blog. Anyways, sarcasm aside, I'm not exactly sure how a non-mobile eight month old occupies 100% of my time, but she certainly does. And I love it. It's the keeping up with the housework and cooking dinner while tending to Charley that wears me out (and leaves little room for anything else). Yes, I'm fully aware that everything will get even harder once A. Charley becomes mobile and B. when we have more children. I know this.


So, we went to Nashville two weekends ago. Baby Jrew had his baby dedication at church, and we went up to see them for the oh-so-special occasion. He is such a cute baby, not to mention good baby. Other than the church service and spending time with the Nashville Rose family, one of the highlights of our weekend was our visit to Monell's. Holy cow. If I thought Heaven was a place that was all about me and my earthly desires, Monell's would probably be my Heaven. Let me tell you about it. It's an old house in downtown Nashville that serves breakfast and lunch, family style. You sit at a big table and pass around big bowls of food. We went for the breakfast, which includes: cheese grits, eggs, biscuits, pancakes, potatoes, corn casserole, baked apples, bacon, sausage, ham, and last but not least, fried chicken. Oh, and I almost forgot -- cinnamon rolls! And sweet tea!! As Donald would say, it was slammin'. If you go to Nashville, go to Monell's. Thank you, Thomas and Dita, for having us in your home. You are gracious hosts, and we love spending time with you!

This is random, but Donald and I have different opinions on sponges, and I'd like to share them with you. Some of you have heard this already, so bear with me. Okay, so say you use a cutting board to cut up raw chicken. Okay, so you need to handwash the cutting board because you need it for something else and don't have time to stick it in the dishwasher. Okay, so there's nasty raw chicken stuff all over the cutting board, and you take a sponge, with soap on it, and clean it. Okay, so now it's clean. Now...what about the sponge? Doesn't it have nasty raw chicken stuff on it? This is where Donald and I disagree. Donald thinks the soap that killed the nasty raw chicken germs on the cutting board also killed it in/on the sponge so it's safe to use the sponge on other things. I think that the nasty germs are still on the sponge, and there's no way I would use the sponge to clean something else. So, I put all raw chickeny things in the dishwasher, always, and don't use the sponge on raw chickeny things, ever. That's why I have multiple cutting boards. I don't think that's being too germaphobic. I mean, if you used a paper towel to wipe up raw chicken off the counter, you wouldn't rinse it off and then use it to clean your hands. So I think it's the same with sponges.

Monday, January 12, 2009

New Kid in Town

You've probably heard me talk about Maggie, Charley's friend from Charlotte, who now lives just FIVE minutes away! We've already had a few play dates, which is also fun for the mommies because we are best of friends too.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

100th Post

My 100th post will be about how I think it's silly that Wii Sports has been crowned the "best selling video game of all time." Of course it is. It comes with the console. Consumers are, for lack of a better word, forced to buy the game. If left to free will, the game probably would have been discontinued after the first year. Don't get me wrong, I like me some Wii bowling, I'm just saying it doesn't really seem like it deserves such a lofty title, considering half the Miis don't even have legs. The article I read about this said that they are coming out with Wii Sports - Resort in the fall. I think it has Jet Skiis and swimming with dolphins...and I suppose lounging by the pool, sipping a fruity drink. Okay, in post 101 I will resume blogging about my family. The End.

see, I wasn't kidding about the Jet Ski thing.