i KID you not as soon as we sat down at the deli yesterday the duke immediately got that i know i was fine two minutes ago but right now i feel really really gross and hot and pukey and in fact as much as it pains me to admit this mother given the right trigger i just may puke all over you and the good people we are sharing the deli's one communal table with look on his face...
i've never downed hand cured artisanal meats and cheeses and wine so damned fast in my life...well, maybe wine...anyhow, we got the rest to go and hightailed it out of there...
so no flowers or pastry...but no puke either...
so all in all just another birthday with kids...
the bag lady in paris sent me cold hard cash so i'm finally ordering my "you make jesus cry" and "no one cares about your blog" mug set...
i thought already ordered them and have been waiting...turns out i didn't...but now i will...
she also sent me the barefoot contessa in paris cookbook...the recipe for roasted chicken on a bed of croutons is one i've been making a lot of...it is soooo good...and now i don't have to keep getting the book from the library!
ina garten has the personality of a bowl of unadulterated cream of wheat but her recipes are terrific!
we aren't going on our letterboxing walk this morning with the duke feeling ill...but i *think* i will *gasp* brave the upstairs...but, i don't know...it's sooooo hot...maybe in awhile...because i'm a LOSER!...and everyday i wait i'm one step closer to christmas...
anyhow, i fear i will be too busy with the duke to accomplish much...remember me mentioning he's really really high maintenance when he's sick?...yeah, it's terrifically charming...
so yesterday after racing home he's lying on the couch searching for a john wayne movie on t.v. and says
"mama, i'm hungry"
"oh yeah, well what would you like?...some soup?"
"no...i'd like a roast beef sandwich on dark rye"
"you are not having a sandwich like that with your stomache the way it is...besides i don't have anything to make a sandwich like that"
"that's okay...i'd take a burger...AND you don't even have to make it...you could order it"
good grief.
then this morning when i came downstairs before he even says hi he says
"mama, papa won't let me make pancakes"
"oh honey, you shouldn't be in the kitchen making pancakes when you're sick"
"well then, you could make them for me...extra syrup please"
he got cereal...
that's all you need when you're sick, a big old glob of pancakes in your belly...besides, i don't *do* pancakes...i can whip up a big ol' mexican breakfast like you wouldn't believe...but standing at the stove making pancakes...each individual cake...pour watch flip...pour watch flip...it's a little too zen for me...probably why i never did any good with meditation...or with men who wear clogs...
so we'll see if i'm in the kitchen all day or not...since he hasn't puked yet, it's a good bet i will be...
speaking of the kitchen, tonight is the great macaroni and cheese off...we're making one homemade, one *healthy* box, and one unhealthy box...then we're doing a blind taste test to indentify our favorite one...
the lord of the ring is in charge of making the homemade one...which makes me feel as though i'd really like to have a little heart medication on hand just in case...
it's friday, so tonight is also family movie night...tonight we are watching the first harry potter...wingman just got done with a read aloud of the first book so he gets to finally see the movie...he's been dying to see it for awhile...but the deal in this house is you read the book or have it read to you before you get to see the movie...with so many great classics being made into movies these days it seems like a good compromise...
well, there's my day and i haven't even finished my coffee!!...
from my house to yours, may your friday also be productive and puke free...
x.
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