here goes nothing

My mom called me earlier tonight and said she needed some blog entertainment. I think we've all been stuck in our respective houses a little too long. We did get snow after all. Well, sort of. We got about an inch of snow with a glaze of ice over it. You know, just enough to be nasty and dangerously slick. Not actually the kind of stuff you want to take your just-barely-walking toddler out in. So... blog material.... blog material.


Here goes nothing. Like literally.


Last week I got some free yogurt at Harris Teeter because of sales and super doubles. I'm not a huge yogurt eater, but it was some kind of vanilla strawberry fruit parfait stuff with granola, and it was pretty tasty. Something about free tastes so good.


I made spicy shrimp and grits tonight. It was pretty good except that I somehow got red pepper in my nose. It burned for at least 30 minutes. Kind of took away some of the inherent awesomeness of the meal.


I got my books today! I am so pumped to get started. We're doing Radical with our group at the end of January. So I'm thinking "Calm My Anxious Heart," but am really anxious to start "Crazy Love" too. Decisions, decisions.

I ordered some brown boots (mine were literally cracking in half... they were obviously not good quality) from  Old Navy last week. They came today. I think I should have ordered a 7 1/2 but I'll make do with the 8. Partly because I bet they're out by now, but mostly just because I don't like having to send stuff back.

I drove to Target today, thinking I was the only one who knows how to drive in the snow. I bet that's what people are thinking right before they slam into a guard rail.

I had to drop off a package at Staples to ship via UPS today. It was a return (I know), so it was already paid for. But I didn't feel safe nor did I have time to go across town to the post office to mail my other package. So I just decided to mail it through UPS too. 2.9 lbs and $13 later, I decided never to do that again. Good grief.

Jonah has counted "one, two, three, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten," "one, two, three, night night," and "one, two, three, five, turtle!" in the last two days. Yeah, we're working on it.

Jonah is now sleeping with a hard, green plastic ball because he wouldn't let it go. We pick our battles.

Deac will go down the partly icy steps but won't come back up them. I don't think I need to tell you how annoying it is to have to go outside in the freezing cold weather, down the stairs in nothing but your t-shirt, pj pants, and socks to rescue your foo foo dog. I love him, but he's a pansy. Truth.

My mom makes the best Chicken and Dumplings in the whole world. I'm not kidding. (She brought me those too.)

Yesterday when Jonah was playing with his Laugh and Learn pony, he counted to ten with the video. I was impressed. But then, after reaching ten, he said "AH, AH, AH!" like the Count on Sesame Street. I was overwhelmed with his cuteness.

Tomorrow I'll be cutting coupons and trying to get more free yogurt. The excitement never ends.