thursday evening briefing

I just made up my own version of tamale pie with chicken, Ranch Style Beans, taco seasoning, diced tomatoes, and Jiffy cornbread mix. It just came out of the oven, and it could totally be gross, but it looks like I knew what I was doing.
But I didn't have to leave the house to get any ingredients.

I also made a peach pie from the peaches from our backyard. They were really tasty just off the tree and I'm worried that baking them will make the whole thing suck-- but again, it just came out of the oven and it looks pretty.
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While I was baking, Baby R unrolled my entire spool of black thread off of my sewing machine. He is now in his room for that. He was still tangled in it when I put him in the room so I had to snip the thread at the bottom of the door to clean up the mess on my side.

Speaking of the boy, he's been stepping up his tantrums. Beating toys really hard into his door, screaming at the top of his lungs. I just ignore them like any other tantrum, but I think we'll have to replace his door and possibly buy me a hearing aid by the time he turns 3.
Oh I can't wait until he turns 3, or better yet, 4.
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I realized I wanted a few things to bring on our Cozumel trip next week and I ordered a bunch online yesterday, and now I'm slightly concerned the packages won't get here in time. That would be sucky.

We're still not really sure what we're going to do when we're there other than he's going to read some books and I'm gonna rent a scooter. A bunch of people have recommended "snuba" and Tulum. Let's hope Kevin is up for those things.
Our flight leaves Wed night and we don't get there until 11am Thurs morning. I am going to take some Tylenol PM and pile my traytable high with pillows and pray that I can sleep for most of it. We stop in Houston, I'm sure that will mess with my r.e.m.
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I went to IKEA and dropped Kid C off in Smaland, the kid-care area for the first time. I was kinda bummed she only got 45 minutes in there. It gave Baby R and I some quality time and she was happy. Yet another reason why I love IKEA.