The Totally True Adventures of Motherhood in Suburbia

it’s a hot,sleepy Wednesday August 22, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — scriptiasuburbium @ 7:02 pm

and nothing is going on. Savannah is napping, I am quite sleepy myself, so I have tried to double brew some coffee as Zazazu has suggested sometime back. I was just thinking this is exactly what suburban days are made of. A warm,sleepy contentment and happiness. I wish the same for all of you today.


Thursday Thanks August 16, 2007

Filed under: Thursday Thanks — scriptiasuburbium @ 7:35 pm

I am thankful for so many things today. I am thankful to be alive, healthy, American, educated, air conditioned and having the ability to choose to stay home with my sweet baby. Yesterday we went swimming and she figured out that if she kicked her legs in the floaty thing, she would move(with my help) and was so very proud of herself! We swam for hours. I am thankful for swimming pools as well. I am thankful for enough of a cool breeze (who knew 96 would feel cool?) to go enjoy the back yard and the crispy baked leaves on the ground. Savannah enjoyed crunching them and throwing them in the air and watching them fall back down. I can’t wait for fall!


A review and a recipe August 14, 2007

Filed under: food — scriptiasuburbium @ 8:50 pm

First the review: Morningstar Farms Chicken Starter Strips. I should have known better when they were on closeout at the grocery. Normally, I love Morninstar Farms products- but these were vile and disgusting. They were a strange spongy consistency, I think my sponge would have tasted about the same, and probably not made me ill, as these did. I used them in what was otherwise a delicious casserole- so on to the recipe.

Southwestern Chicken Casserole
1 cup brown rice
1 cup frozen peas
1 can kidney beans
2 carrots
1 can Mexican Rotel
1 can Southwestern Tomato Soup
green onions
2 tomatoes
1 tsp cayenne pepper
1 tsp cumin
hot peppers (optional)
2 chicken breasts or 2 servings chicken substitute (cooked and chopped)
Cheddar cheese

Prepare the rice according to directions. Shred the carrot, chop the onions, tomatoes, cilantro and peppers. Mix all ingredients except cheese in the dish. Cover with cheese. Bake at 375 for 20-35 minutes. Yummy with a crisp green salad and an ice cold beer!


Graduation Day August 13, 2007

Filed under: acts of kindness — scriptiasuburbium @ 3:04 pm

My friend Vince has graduated from college! He timed it to graduate exactly 30 years from his dad’s graduation from UM. He was on the 10 year plan as well, so he is especially excited, as he should be. I would very much like to commend him on his persistence and determination! We are all very proud of you! Anyway, we went to the ceremony, which was held in the SAC, and it’s very nice, although not as pictureseque as Palmer. I am quite jealous. The gym when I went to Montevallo was gross and smelly and the one time I went was totally inhabited by super intimidating male atheletes. We were the recipients of an act of kindness that night too. As I was tottering down the large hill (not so good in the heels) carrying a baby and a diaper bag, a UM police officer gave us a ride to the very front door! Very nice. Afterwards we went to a party at Vince & Jennifers and that was nice too. Many people who had not yet met Savannah. Savannah also recieved a gift that night. Jennifer crocheted her the cutest bear, which Savannah really seems to like. All in all, a good evening.


baby brother’s 21st birthday August 9, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — scriptiasuburbium @ 3:20 pm

So I guess they really aren’t babies anymore. The years have just flown by, which makes me realize how quickly my baby will be 21- which means I’ll be 51. I don’t really want to think about that. It also makes me remember (vaguely) being 21. That was kind of a fun year. The heady days of Taco Mac, Clayton College, The Nick, Jeff State, and my Volkswagon Cabriolet. I loved that car. I told DH when I am 50 and all our kids are driving, I am buying another one. It was fabulous! Imagine driving with the top down, a car full of people singing, the wind whipping through your hair and a full moon lighting the country roads. What was your favorite car? What do you remember about being 21?