tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47519813003910991462024-02-06T21:17:21.739-05:00Thirty One Wife.......working on being that kind of wife in this kind of world.Meredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05548625806747000572noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751981300391099146.post-50923601910473894872013-01-29T22:13:00.002-05:002013-01-29T22:13:48.423-05:00Eat Your Torte Out.... I have been very busy lately. Not with school, or with work, or with projects. Nope... I have been a blog slacker simply because I have been busy taking my own advice (remember my last post?) and doing the very important things in life with my free time. Cooking (some failures, some successes - thank goodness my family eats them both), snuggling on the sofa with Mr. 31, visiting family and Meredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05548625806747000572noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751981300391099146.post-7795325952613517152012-09-20T10:58:00.000-04:002012-09-20T11:03:48.252-04:00My Bucket-less Life Well, summer is done.
I know, I know... some of you are screaming 'nuh-uh, nuh-uh, Meredith!' I get it - I mean, ooooffffficially, I understand that summer extends through some unknown (to me) date in the autumn. But, in my world, which seems correct on all accounts (to me), summer has packed up her bags, loaded her trunk and is rolling down the end of the driveway, waving a lazy good-bye throughMeredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05548625806747000572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751981300391099146.post-204180042198377782012-06-30T22:08:00.001-04:002012-06-30T22:08:58.370-04:00Blast from the PastI know its been sad, and traumatic and scary. But there is a light at the end of the tunnel, my friends. A light I like to refer to as 'I'm baaaack!' Yup, for all of you who missed me terribly, have no fear, I am back in the blog-saddle now. Whoa, so much to try to catch you up on.... pretty safe to say it isn't going to happen. I mean, who could actually cram 4 months worth of life into one blogMeredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05548625806747000572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751981300391099146.post-7470650882710071342012-02-03T22:34:00.002-05:002012-02-03T22:53:18.242-05:00Miss. MannersLet's talk about age for a minute. Or maybe two. Because it might take me longer than one minute to get this rant out. Oh yeah, that's right. I am going to rant. Actually, maybe this rant isn't so much about age as it is about manners. I don't know - I just know it is annoying to me and I am going to share my feelings.
Okay, so, for the past two years I have gone to the satellite campus of Meredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05548625806747000572noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751981300391099146.post-3736453885447243212012-01-19T22:34:00.000-05:002012-01-19T22:34:11.214-05:00Fishy DelishyHad my first day of the semester today. Normally I am at the satellite campus near my house for night classes with a bunch of other full-time working adults like myself, but this semester I am going down to the main campus and taking classes during the day tuesdays and thursdays. Been a long time since I went to school during the day. And with 18 year olds. I am going to spareMeredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05548625806747000572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751981300391099146.post-43979947871448831352012-01-15T00:05:00.001-05:002012-01-15T18:55:39.753-05:00A Mouse's HouseWe had dinner guests tonight and so I spent this afternoon in the kitchen preparing the meal. Yes, yes, it was yummy, but that is not what this story is about. So, Mr. 31 got home from work around 4 pm and ran upstairs to take a shower. At just about that time I decided that I would put my homemade chocolate cake onto my cake stand. Okay, well, it isn't really my Meredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05548625806747000572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751981300391099146.post-19098605725597930722012-01-11T22:46:00.004-05:002012-06-28T20:48:11.777-04:00Unto the LordI had dinner with my friend Sheri last week and, as usual, at some point in an evening filled with intellectual and mind-stimulating topics, the conversation turned to our husbands. She mentioned that she and her husband were currently in a 'debate' (read: heated, argumentative tiff) over who did more in the house. She joked that this happened every few months, which gave us a goodMeredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05548625806747000572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751981300391099146.post-42211463100649856102012-01-04T22:09:00.000-05:002012-01-04T22:09:49.368-05:00A Different Kind of ResolutionI don't make new year resolutions. I think I might have at one point in my life but in recent years I have realized that I a.) never keep my house any cleaner b.) never go to the gym on a regular basis and c.) don't actually want to stop taking afternoon naps in lieu of attempting to do something (anything!) more productive, so therefore even the concept of making those Meredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05548625806747000572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751981300391099146.post-1794641318906967812012-01-01T23:45:00.002-05:002012-01-07T22:06:59.924-05:00New Year, New Bath.Hope everybody had a great holiday and a fun, safe new year! I can't believe they are both over.
So, I had a long (okay, i lie - it actually felt like the shortest week of the year....), relaxing, awesome week off with Mr. 31. We slept in (glorious!), ate a lot and spent some quality time with family and each other. He even agreed to go outlet shopping with me, although I can't Meredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05548625806747000572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751981300391099146.post-31751129779550475422011-12-22T23:03:00.001-05:002011-12-23T19:31:36.289-05:00It's a WrapOi! - sorry I haven't posted in forever. On break from school right now and so some semblance of a normal life has returned to my household. Should be able to squeeze in a few posts before the next terror is upon me semester-wise. p.s - what does 'oi' really mean anyway? and if i don't know, why do i use it.... ?
So, I have to confess that I don't really get into the holiday decorating Meredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05548625806747000572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751981300391099146.post-59951566595759186412011-12-05T22:14:00.000-05:002011-12-05T22:14:59.602-05:00I Get By With A Little Help From My DessertsWell, so far my attempts at gluten-free/dairy-free/corn-free cooking and baking haven't been anything to celebrate. A so-so soup or two, lots of salads, bunless burgers smeared with avocado, rice noodles galore and one batch of very flat, very crumbly cookies. That's okay though - I am not getting discouraged! I know with a little more tweaking and playing with ingredients it will all come Meredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05548625806747000572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751981300391099146.post-12804072815311760222011-11-30T22:37:00.001-05:002011-11-30T23:15:48.367-05:00I'll Have A Slice Of The Humble Pie, Please."Reckless words pierce like a sword, but the tongue of the wise brings healing." Prov. 12:18
When I was young, I had a terrible problem with running my mouth. My moms 'popular' punishment of washing my mouth out with soap happened at least a few times a month, but it didn't help. I just plain had a lack of self-control when it came to talking back. Somedays I wonder&Meredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05548625806747000572noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751981300391099146.post-35126299856898857522011-11-28T23:46:00.002-05:002011-11-28T23:51:20.166-05:00A Better BuyerWith the holidays approaching I have been thinking a lot about what type of 'consumer' I am - especially with the financial instabilities of today all around us. Lately, when I count my blessings 'work' is near the top of my list. Mr. 31 is self-employed, and although it seems simple, the biggest gift these days is that he has had steady work for the past 2 years. It goes Meredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05548625806747000572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751981300391099146.post-73830615440780944082011-11-25T22:58:00.002-05:002011-11-29T22:01:30.060-05:00BlessingsOur thanksgiving was wonderful. (Hope yours was, too!) As usual, everyone pitched in and brought a dish or two and we had a gourmet feast of yumminess. But the food, really, I could have done without. It paled in comparison to the remainder of the evening.....
After dinner my grandmother pulled out a giant box of old family photos and we all sat around on the floor for hours and pawed Meredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05548625806747000572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751981300391099146.post-27253808623758846442011-11-20T23:22:00.008-05:002011-11-30T23:09:02.807-05:00It's Nifty To Be ThriftyEver have this scenario happen to you? A friend compliments me on my clothes. I say, 'thanks! I got it at the thrift store!' They look at me, and their eyes get wider, their eyebrows shoot up and they say, in this skeptical, ambiguous voice, 'Really?' Yes, really. Actually, that is where I got half my closet. I am still trying to figure out what the stigma is....(if youMeredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05548625806747000572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751981300391099146.post-48756361264073445972011-11-16T23:08:00.001-05:002011-11-25T23:01:17.181-05:00Too Bad My Dishwasher Doesn't Have a Drive ThroughI wish everything in life had a 'convenient' alternative. Like fast food - a quick, easy, and cheap option when you are feeling lazy or short on time. (But with a lot less calories and artery-clogging stuff that is....)
I tend to try to take the 'easy' route when it comes to a lot of things in my life. I use my crockpot a lot. I stuff the washing machine to its full capacity with every loadMeredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05548625806747000572noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751981300391099146.post-27249446548507083242011-11-15T22:50:00.002-05:002011-11-25T23:02:25.916-05:00Sharing is Caring.... and half the calories.
I love to bake. Especially on Sundays when we get home from church and Mr. 31 hunkers down in the tv room for his fix of Sunday afternoon football and the house is peaceful and quiet and the whole afternoon stretches itself out in front of me and says 'i am all yours, honey!'. It is giant stress relief for me to pull out my cookbooks and page through them until I find that recipe. The one Meredithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05548625806747000572noreply@blogger.com0