tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194161752009-10-13T16:45:22.608-05:00On the eighth day God made sweet tea. -Cravin' MelonHeatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.comBlogger304125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-82806185373445151572007-03-16T07:57:00.000-05:002007-03-16T08:01:31.796-05:00

You can find my blog at Moncks Corner Moments.Update your feeds accordingly. I don't think I'll be moving the haloscan comments. (I don't think it's an option.)I fell in love with wordpress while setting up Home Ec 101.

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-14439541978121344372007-03-15T07:56:00.000-05:002007-03-15T08:01:46.590-05:00

Those of you sitting near me at the last blogger meet-up know my geekness extends to games like Starcraft.I'm not alone, so hush.I found this satire this morning and had to share.If WWII was an MMPORG.

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-5122403665033322922007-03-14T08:14:00.000-05:002007-03-14T08:19:38.130-05:00

The MLS listing for our home expired almost a week ago. Since then our phone has been ringing nonstop. Lately I receive upwards of ten calls a day. I'm tired of explaining to agents that we will not be relisting at this time. So, I let the phone ring.We have a strange phone that does not have an off switch for the ringer. I will look for this in the future, I never realized it was an "option

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-34027132644476750172007-03-11T21:01:00.000-05:002007-03-11T21:02:33.157-05:00

I swear my allergies are so bad I can feel the pull of the moon in my sinuses.Time to refill my prescription.

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-49772483914585276372007-03-11T12:32:00.000-05:002007-03-11T12:35:08.964-05:00

Scene: Aidan standing in time-out for opening the oven to look at his chicken nuggets.Tim: Do I need to flip 'em?Aidan (bursting into tears): I don't want to be flipped!

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-70258513946939059492007-03-10T08:48:00.000-05:002007-03-10T09:04:15.403-05:00

So yes, I was a slacker and didn't keep bottled water on hand, so the other day was my fault. However, the only thing more obnoxious than being under a boil advisory is being under a boil advisory with a sick kid and wondering if maybe they had had some of the water before hearing about the warning.Yes, I'm paranoid, but that's my job.Margo and I took the rugrats to Charles Towne Landing on

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-15358342032394785692007-03-07T08:40:00.000-05:002007-03-07T08:43:04.283-05:00

Yes, I know it's mildly ironic I'm asking on Blogger. (The switch will be soon.)I am looking for either some coding or a plug-in that would cause a text box to pop up when words were moused over or clicked.As far as the application, I'll be writing a lot of recipes and I'd like to have tips for novice cooks available, but not cluttering up the screen for more advanced readers.Ideas?

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-387440509310612902007-03-05T07:29:00.000-05:002007-03-05T07:31:42.780-05:00

Well, today's the day. Ivy and I are ready to formally announce our latest project.We've put together a website: www.home-ec101.comCheck it out and let me know what you think.

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-41880942693508915172007-03-03T21:15:00.000-05:002007-03-03T21:16:51.224-05:00

It was the baby that just sent my husband out for an oreo milkshake.Honest.Hey, it's my last one, I have to milk it a little.

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-86569150756079215702007-02-27T08:06:00.000-05:002007-02-27T08:17:58.729-05:00

I know this will come as great relief to everyone, the cookies have been located! I've been patiently waiting for my Thin Mints to arrive, as other troops delivered and pawned off their extras.I don't know the little girl I ordered from. I've seen her zipping around here on a golf cart, but she seemed to be my only neighborhood source. As she didn't have change, I let her keep the extra money

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-19639859103347043662007-02-26T17:22:00.000-05:002007-02-26T17:23:37.111-05:00

I have not fallen off the face of the earth. The kids are fine, the husband is fine. I'm just working on something with Ivy.There will be details soon.

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-52387536375657514982007-02-20T09:00:00.000-05:002007-02-20T09:03:15.666-05:00

Until I'm far enough along to actually feel flutters and kicks, I don't think there is any sound so reassuring as the beating of the baby's heart.The heart rate was 140bpm.Place your bets.

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-9940788939734712342007-02-16T09:24:00.000-05:002007-02-16T09:26:21.338-05:00

I just left a message with the pediatrician and accidentally left my best friend's phone number instead of my own.No, I'm not distracted or anything.

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-63634185444275228682007-02-15T19:45:00.000-05:002007-02-15T20:03:14.847-05:00

I don't have children, I have petri dishes. I took Aidan to the doctor today, expecting him to test positive for Strep, since we've been exposed every other day for the past month or so, and to go on our merry way. The rapid test was negative, we were told it was most likely a virus and that he'd feel better in four or five days. That's perfectly fine, we're tough, we can deal with it. He

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-12201640706209536232007-02-13T07:12:00.000-05:002007-02-12T17:44:02.815-05:00

My house smells like tacos.Saturday I made Malia's most excellent Black Bean Soup. I became distracted during the process and my youngest weaseled into the spice cabinet. Yes, I was probably reading blogs, that's not the point. Long story short he opened the cumin and spread it gleefully around before I saw what he was up to.Like the genius I can be, I quickly vacuumed up the mess.I've emptied

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-11037827857744277212007-02-12T17:39:00.000-05:002007-02-12T15:31:45.737-05:00

I hate how no one answers their phone anymore. I feel like a pest when there is only voicemail to speak to. I wonder if the other person is screening their calls, putting off returning mine until the last minute, rolling their eyes when they see my number pop up.Insecure?You bet.

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-31059433998543281232007-02-12T14:41:00.000-05:002007-02-12T13:58:43.441-05:00

When hand-crushing tomatoes because that's how Tyler Florence says it should be done, watch where you are aiming. Or say to heck with it and buy the crushed tomatoes.Signed,Spent Nap Time Mopping

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-49558906752552275832007-02-12T13:20:00.000-05:002007-02-12T14:44:07.459-05:00

I have always been prone to nightmares; I wake up covered in sweat, heart pounding, unable to move nor speak. These dreams come in cycles sometimes a year or two will pass without a visit from the Old Hag, but when life has its way with me, she'll pay a call.This pregnancy, aside from a few lingering symptoms, still seems unreal. After struggling with infertility with our first and fearing the

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-75664307913231792872007-02-08T16:08:00.000-05:002007-02-05T06:23:22.884-05:00

Once again I'm stealing from Shauna.Today I'm thankful for:Hats. Of all types.Finally finding good pizza.Post-pizza-pile-ups.Naps.

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-32036686728074191152007-02-05T06:22:00.000-05:002007-02-05T06:23:23.041-05:00

Why do children who were put to bed two hours late insist on waking an hour early?

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-68960025905569677132007-02-04T08:10:00.000-05:002007-02-04T08:18:58.837-05:00

Tim took the baby out and brought home a little boy.

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-72714367610404949392007-02-02T08:01:00.000-05:002007-02-02T08:14:53.985-05:00

I noted recently that I'm slowly climbing out of the first trimester funk. With that, my appetite is returning with a vengeance. There were a few times with my previous pregnancies where I'd long for a certain food. Perhaps I'd dream of it and wake with a memory of a taste or a longing for the way it would feel.Until recently I have never dealt with the feelings of, "I must have this food or

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-4195583243311801372007-01-29T07:05:00.000-05:002007-01-29T07:13:24.788-05:00

It might be premature, but I like to think I'm leaving the exhaustion and misery of the first trimester behind. I find myself longing for naptime a little less each day. In my experience there are none so introspective as a pregnant woman and when you add a blogger into the mix, you create a monster.I recently stumbled upon an amazing blog written by an American midwife in Malawi. Be

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-87646455969461914362007-01-24T17:10:00.000-05:002007-01-24T17:36:40.077-05:00

I can't tell everyone how happy I am to hear that all of the results came back clear.No celiac, no colitis, no Crohn's. All of his digestive enzymes seem normal, he's absorbing fats and proteins as he should. There's no underlying infection.So, it boils down to we have no idea why he is the way he is, but it's not affecting his absorption of nutrients, so we'll monitor him.It is so nice to know

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19416175.post-3865391935192506992007-01-23T17:30:00.000-05:002007-01-23T17:37:43.752-05:00

Most mothers lament over their inability to get their children to eat vegetables. That does not seem to be a problem in our house. My boys are eating machines, if they can catch it they'll eat it, with rare exception. Yesterday I was distracted, probably trying to de-fur the house as our basset hounds think it's time for the great Spring shedding.I heard my oldest scream, "No Marky No! No

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