Archive for May, 2009

Thai Chicken from the Jewish Lady Cookbook

My mom gave me a delicious cookbook a few years ago. I fondly call it the Jewish Lady Cookbook. It’s from the Menorah Medical Center (in Kansas City) Ladies Auxilary group, titled Gourmet Garden Grows. I don’t know if they’d appreciate my nickname for the book, but everything I’ve made in it from Roma tomato soup to seared halibut to walk-away stew has tasted fabulous. Best of all, most recipes are easy and use ingredients I seem to have stuffed into my pantry. Last night, I cooked such a tasty meal that I thought I’d share it with you. It took about 5 minutes to prepare, made my husband and I say, “Wow!” and best of all, MY CHILDREN DUG IT, TOO!

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Crazy Days of Rain

It’s been raining here for days. Not the usual 3 pm south Florida showers that we get in the summer, but six days of pounding, let’s build an ark-like thunderstorms. I don’t usually mind the rain. I remember living in Africa, and when the one day of rain came that summer, it was truly a gift from the gods. We danced underneath the chitenge and marveled at the wildlife gathering around the watering holes. That rain felt warm, yet it cooled the hundred and twenty degree temperatures down enough that I didn’t have to shower twice that day to stay cool.

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On the Proper Care and Feeding of My Two-Year Old

I thought I had 4 weeks to go before delivering this baby, but the doctor says that Pickles’ head is pretty low and that my cervix is nice and ripe for delivery. It feels a little like she’s positioned her foot against my ribs for leverage so she can peak out the key hole of my cervix. All of which has convinced me that this kid could come at anytime, though I’m not yet at the “Get out! Get out!” stage, as my friend Melanie would call it, so it could still be a little while…

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Cognitive Leaps Bring on the Madwoman

Overall, my seventeen-month-old daughter is an easy tot. Lucy sleeps through the night, takes regular naps, eats well, smiles lots, and is generally pleasant to be around except for when she’s going through a cognitive leap. Then for about a week she’s some toddler hybrid of Kathy Griffin and Courtney Love on crack. We’re in the middle of one right now. Fun times.

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Welcome to Our New Website, a Circle of Friends

It’s been a little over a year since I started this blog. Since then, we’ve added four more writers, all of whom add countless years of writing experience. More than that, in the last year, we’ve shared humor, loss, guilt, anger, and jealousy–all emotions that sit at the crux of motherhood.

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Loosening My Noose


In one of those never-ending afternoons when I’ve yelled at my children multiple times, sent several knife-in-the-back looks toward my husband as he walks out the front door on yet another errand, and wondered for the fifteenth time why I agreed to a haircut that makes me even moreso resemble my mother, I realize I’m at the end of my weekly rope and in need of a break.

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I’m Changing My Name

I’m cranky. I can’t stand being asked another question. “Mom, where’s my other shoe?” “ Mom, can you get me a drink?” “Mom, when’s dinner?” “Honey, have you seen my keys?” “Mom, wanna play with me?”

I’m making it official. There is a question quota. Once this quota is filled, there are NO other questions allowed.

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Cruising America


If you promise to laugh really hard, I’ll tell you what’s parked in front of my house.

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Book Review: I Was a Really Good Mom Before I Had Kids


If you watched Oprah on April 6, you saw these two ladies, Trisha Ashworth and Amy Nobile, who co-authored this book, I Was a Really Good Mom Before I Had Kids. Let me start with an aside–they’re both beautiful ladies who seem to have it all together. I’d love to be best friends with them. But that’s kinda the point of their book–we might all look like perfect, sane, coiffed hair moms on the outside, but on the inside, we’re feeling messy, unfulfilled, and unhappy. And that’s okay.

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The Belly


Do NOT talk about the belly. At 9 months pregnant, I am well aware of the size of my belly. I know it is huge. I know you see it coming minutes before you see me actually round a corner. I know it takes out chairs and papers left on desk corners when I’m not paying attention, which is most of the time. And no I am not having twins.

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