Tuesday, May 28, 2013

New on Adventures in Babyfooding

Want to learn about a refreshing, dye-free Kool-aid substitute? How about healthy, delicious, strawberry popsicles?

New post on Adventures in Babyfooding today! Click here to read it.

(Photo just for fun, it's totally unrelated to the post.)

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Coming soon: Chasing Memories

A year and a half ago, I posted about a wonderful book, Depression Cookies. Depression Cookies is authored by a mother-daughter team, Angela Silverthorne and Tia Bach. Tia has also written a new young adult book, Chasing Memories. I am eagerly waiting for this book to be released in a few short weeks. At left is the cover design - so intriguing!

About Chasing Memories (Tala Prophecy, Book 1)

There isn’t another way; not now. The others are coming. I can’t let them have you…

Seventeen-year-old Reagan has a problem: She can’t remember what happened the night her brother was taken. Now, the dreams haunting her from the incident are becoming more intense by the day. All the while, the lines between what’s real and what’s a product of her paranormal-obsessed mind are becoming blurred.

Is she losing her mind or has she just stepped into a world she thought only existed in books? 

Caught in a web of worried parents, competing boys, Wiccan relatives, protective amulets, and psychiatrist babble, Reagan must determine the truth before it’s too late.

Expected Publication Date: June 10, 2013

Cover design by Jo Michaels.

About the Author

Tia Silverthorne Bach is an avid reader, sometimes runner, involved wife and mother, and rabid grammar hound in addition to being a multi-genre writer. Her three daughters were born in Chicago, San Diego, and Baltimore; and she feels fortunate to have called many places home. She's the award-winning co-author of Depression Cookies, a coming of age story written with her mother. Tia's office is wherever her laptop takes her and any place that's conducive to allowing a wild imagination like hers to flourish.

Please visit her at her 
blog, on Facebook, on Twitter, and on GoodReads.

Saturday, May 11, 2013

Two-minute breakfast

I don't always eat breakfast on weekdays, but sometimes I just really want something good. Time is very limited, though. I put this together a few days ago, and it's been a hit. Quick, easy, and delicious? Win!

I scramble an egg in the microwave by breaking it into a cup and beating it well. Micro for 30 seconds, use a fork to break it up again, and cook 20-30 more seconds until done. Put on half of a 6 inch tortilla and top with cheese. I use a slice of sharp cheddar, use whatever you prefer. Then I microwave a slice of ready-cook bacon until crispy, and put it on the sandwich. Fold tortilla over like a taco and eat!

Halfway through microwaving
Egg and cheese
Add bacon

All done!

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Wednesday, May 8, 2013

What I really want for Mothers' Day

There are three versions of Mothers' Day wishes. There is the advertising version, the "if money was no object" version, and reality. The advertising version says we want flowers, chocolates, jewelry, a new dress, basically whatever is available to buy (except household appliances. Always avoid those.) This version is not exactly correct. While I don't know anyone who would refuse these gifts, they don't normally cause warm fuzzies.

The second version is the dream version. This is what I would want if we had won a lottery, or didn't need to watch finances. In this version, I want weekly cleaning services. I want to be taken out to dinner. I want to go shopping for new clothes. I want a day spent all together, without television or computer or phone distractions: a picnic at the park, games played together, things like that.

Then, there's reality. What I REALLY want for Mothers' Day. My true, actual wish list: help with housework on a regular basis. All the laundry put away. Someone else make dinner (from deciding what to cook all the way through cleanup after). A day of no arguing, back talk, or sarcasm. Cooperation. A day without "hold on" or "I'm COMING" or whining when asked to do something. Lots of hugs. And a homemade card. Construction paper and crayons are sufficient, no need for an elaborate Pinterest project.

That is what I really want.

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Monday, May 6, 2013

A question

Are oranges called oranges because of their color, or is the color orange called orange because of the fruit?

This concludes today's glimpse into my brain. Have a nice day.

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Saturday, May 4, 2013

Warning! Danger!

There is a dangerous object in most homes. It looks mostly benign, kind of big and bulky but usually considered harmless. It's all a lie.

It is your washing machine.

(not actual injury)
Ladies, keep away from this appliance! It is very sneaky - when you reach your hand into the object, one of the many holes lining the drum will reach out and grab your pinky fingernail and rip it right off your finger.

(Or at least that is what it feels like. That may be a slight exaggeration.)

I say we UNITE! Refuse to use these dangerous appliances! Boycott them! Demand that household members with shorter (nonexistent, since mine are already short) nails do all the laundry! Start a petition on change.org! Something must be done about this danger!

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Friday, May 3, 2013


So I was all set to complete the A to Z Challenge on Tuesday. I had my post planned out: our zoo! Photos, something about the zoo itself, links of course. But since my photos are on my home computer & I can't exactly create links on my phone, I waited until that evening.

And that's when I suddenly became ill. Very suddenly. I was seriously perfectly fine one minute, preparing to set the table and looking forward to dinner, then I turned around and was do sick I couldn't sit up. I went to bed and stayed there until Thursday.

I mean, I dream of staying in bed for two days, but that's not how I wanted to do it. Not at all. There were some funny moments, which after typing out I realized were better in a "trust me, you had to have been there" kind of way and risk ruining appetites. (You're welcome.) Thankfully my husband took excellent care of me, and Sophie did not get clingy and cry for me while I was sick.

I do still plan on a zoo post, but will probably wait until after our next visit.

Happy Friday!

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