
First of all, let me just say that I mostly mean me (at least for the mistakes). Disneyland. oh holy hell. So much fun and so, so crappy. All at the same time. I’m still recovering and processing. I think I’ll hold off on the photo bomb post just to get some of my thoughts down while they are still fresh. We decided to go a bit at the last minute. We’d been intending to go before June this year to take advantage of the Southern California resident discount, but hadn’t set a date. Just last Saturday, we realized that Monday-Tuesday of the same week might be our only option so we went for it.
Ultimately, it’s probably for the best that we did things last minute given my tendancy to overplan and stress. We didn’t even have a hotel reservation! But only because the hotel’s website went down when I was trying to make a reservation. We did have a plan. Sort of.
What we did right:
What we did wrong
I love the girls posing. I have no idea who they are.
This week has been crazy. My husband got some extra days off and we went all over Southern California and the Central Coast. Most notably, Spencer’s first trip to Disneyland. Consider his mind blown. More photos to come.
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There are easily a million smoothie recipies on the internet and I am not trying to say the Spencer is some sort of toddler food savant. One of my favorite things I have from my childhood is the recipe card from the first recipie I “invented,” the Meat Roll-Up. Essencially, it was wrapping a pickle in lunchmeat with optional cheese. Genius! I still eat this. I loved that my mom kept the recipe card in her box with the other real recipes. I thought since Spencer created this smoothie on his own, I would document it here. The measurements are guesstimates – you can just substitute have toddler add yogurt with a spoon until he gets bored.
Spencer Smoothie
Blend together:
2 Ripe Bananas, sliced (banana bread ripe)
20 blackberries
3 guavas (halved and scooped)
(about) 1/2 cup plain greek yogurt
(about) 1/2 cup milk
And add more milk if too thick. I used a measuring cup and an immersion blender, but a regular blender would work great too. We make a great team. I chop and blend. He selects the fruit, scoops, “measures” and pours.
Thought I would link up with High on Thrifting Thursday again. This is a purchase from quite a while ago, but part of it was a present that I didn’t want to blog about until showed my sister the glasses and then I forgot all about them. I got all of this one morning, the glasses were on super sale, but I thought the books were a little pricey. Or I am just old and miss the 10 cent paperback days.
These are copse glasses, which are what I was supposed to get my sister for christmas, but never did. They are an old fashioned type of non-flute champagne glasses. There are some cocktails they like to make at home that call for them. These are vinatge fun and I adore the little etched polka dots around the rim. Maybe this will motivate me to get them in the mail. Nothing better than christmas in April!
Random purchase, but it was in great condition and I figure Spencer go through a snake phase eventually. I’m keeping it in the emergency toy cupboard for now and will get it out when we get board some afternoon. I had a ton of books like this when I was a kid and I just loved them. I found my whales book the other day and I’ll be stoked when Spencer is old enough to read it.
This has to be my favorite genre of cookbook – hardback with strange printed cover instead of a dustjacket, weird colorization and half black and white photography half color and the crazy recipes. The description for the covor photo: franks with a corkscrew cut are sauced with a tomato soup mixture for Saucy Franks.
This is a glorius 70s printing of a cookbook from the late 1960s. My favorite recipes based on the titles alone are Carrots Piquant, Pampered Beef Filets (pampered!!!) and Instant Pastafazool.
And the winner for grossest picture:
Shrimp Newburg! Ew. Just Ew. I love these things. Also, look at the recipe below: tuna stroganoff. TUNA STROGANOFF. That is like the mother of all ews. And the curly parsley is delightfully dated.
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