Don't know why. I have to make something for women's group tomorrow and I don't know what. I'm trying to use things in my house. I don't want to go shopping. Any advice? I want simple, easy, and very pretty. I'm still kind of icky.
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Do you have a lot of orange stuff on hand? You could make a jack o' lantern out of it. Cheese circles, orange bell peppers, etc. The eyes and mouth could be a dip of some sort.
No. I have a can of mixed berry pie filling. I was thinking of dumping it in a pie pan and doing like a streusel crumb topping. Not sure how that would work. I want to do a casserole but can't find one to my liking.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
Make biscuit dough, and instead of making traditional biscuits, make little cups out of the dough, put the pie filling in, and put a streusel topping on that.
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The streusel thing sounds good NJN. Brown sugar and oatmeal make a pretty good crumble. Using cake mix as a crumble works good too, I've used a yellow cake.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
No. I have a can of mixed berry pie filling. I was thinking of dumping it in a pie pan and doing like a streusel crumb topping. Not sure how that would work. I want to do a casserole but can't find one to my liking.
Instead of making a pie with you fruit, make fruit bars. I know the recipe says blue berry, but I often use mixed berry.
Morning everyone. They are doing road repairs near my office this week. I sat in traffic for what seemed like forever. Really it was only about 10 minutes but I could see my office & just couldn't get there. Very frustrating. I know most people battle traffic every day & I'm just being whiny.
Thanks all. I appreciate all the help. I might actually use the recipe DE posted. I also might nose around my favorite sites to see what else is there.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
I'm sorry FNW. I remember those days well. Still have them sometimes with SS.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
Any little thing got a phone call to come pick a kid up.
It got bad, I got a letter from the truant office saying they were missing too much school.
I asked them what was I supposed to do when the school called so much?
And then all three had tonsils out in the next two years.
I spent so much time trying to straighten out everything.
Elementary school.
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And I am staying indoors with a light migraine. Finally got out of bed around 1:00 since I don't want to sleep all day and then not sleep tonight. Still feel like I should be doing some chores or schoolwork but just do not want to get motivated.
czech, feel better
FNW, hope DS2 feels better
Lexxy, road construction sucks
flan, hope your eyes are good
dona, adorable calves
njn, I am sure that whatever you make will be good
5 things off the to do with one phone call! Wahoo!
DH is loading the dishwasher and getting some unwanted help from DS. Ever seen a grown man throw a tantrum? Yep. That's DH. It's amazing. HE wanted a baby. HE wanted the experience of raising a kid from birth. HE wanted to do all the baby things. And, HE is the one who throws a tantrum because DS tries to help his Daddy.
I decided to make the berry cobbler from the recipe I had originally found. And a noodle dish. Nothing fancy.
We had SS's Halloween costume. He wanted to be a soldier but now he's changed his mind and wants to be Batman. I don't think we're going to find a Batman in his size this close to Halloween.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
I decided to make the berry cobbler from the recipe I had originally found. And a noodle dish. Nothing fancy.
We had SS's Halloween costume. He wanted to be a soldier but now he's changed his mind and wants to be Batman. I don't think we're going to find a Batman in his size this close to Halloween.
If you can find a mask and cape, the rest can be incredibly easy.
Batman shirt, black pants. The toy department usually has the utility belts.
If not you can make one.
And the shirt can be worn anytime.
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I could find him a shirt. It's really hard to find him pants. You can find the waist size but last time I found a pair that fit his waist I had to take 18 inches off the leg.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Petty, definition: When your FIL disapproves of the costume you picked for your kid because it came from the 99cents store and says he'll find your kid another costume.
FIL asked us about coming over on Halloween so DH mentioned the costume we have for DS (because it's easier than showing up with it and dealing with FIL having a tantrum if he doesn't like it) and asked if we should bring it or does he want to find his own costume. The only reason FIL wants to get his own costume is because the one we got came from the 99cents store. Petty. And, I can't be bothered to care. I only care about DS getting to trick or treat. If FIL wants to cough up money for a costume, he can do so. More power to him. Shoot, he can be the Halloween costume buyer for all of DS' trick or treat years for all I care. I got my laugh for the night. A grown man having a hissy fit over the price of his grandson's costume. Not the costume itself. The price. Petty.
What we picked: A warrior king costume. Crown, body armor, arm guard, shield, and mace. DS saw it and loved it, especially the mace. It also fits in with the medieval theme for his birthday.
Petty, definition: When your FIL disapproves of the costume you picked for your kid because it came from the 99cents store and says he'll find your kid another costume.
FIL asked us about coming over on Halloween so DH mentioned the costume we have for DS (because it's easier than showing up with it and dealing with FIL having a tantrum if he doesn't like it) and asked if we should bring it or does he want to find his own costume. The only reason FIL wants to get his own costume is because the one we got came from the 99cents store. Petty. And, I can't be bothered to care. I only care about DS getting to trick or treat. If FIL wants to cough up money for a costume, he can do so. More power to him. Shoot, he can be the Halloween costume buyer for all of DS' trick or treat years for all I care. I got my laugh for the night. A grown man having a hissy fit over the price of his grandson's costume. Not the costume itself. The price. Petty.
What we picked: A warrior king costume. Crown, body armor, arm guard, shield, and mace. DS saw it and loved it, especially the mace. It also fits in with the medieval theme for his birthday.
If DS, DH and you are happy with the costume you bought, tell FIL to shove it.
Your choice on how to word it.
I'm telling you, if you don't make some boundaries now, your FIL will do this more and more often.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Petty, definition: When your FIL disapproves of the costume you picked for your kid because it came from the 99cents store and says he'll find your kid another costume.
FIL asked us about coming over on Halloween so DH mentioned the costume we have for DS (because it's easier than showing up with it and dealing with FIL having a tantrum if he doesn't like it) and asked if we should bring it or does he want to find his own costume. The only reason FIL wants to get his own costume is because the one we got came from the 99cents store. Petty. And, I can't be bothered to care. I only care about DS getting to trick or treat. If FIL wants to cough up money for a costume, he can do so. More power to him. Shoot, he can be the Halloween costume buyer for all of DS' trick or treat years for all I care. I got my laugh for the night. A grown man having a hissy fit over the price of his grandson's costume. Not the costume itself. The price. Petty.
What we picked: A warrior king costume. Crown, body armor, arm guard, shield, and mace. DS saw it and loved it, especially the mace. It also fits in with the medieval theme for his birthday.
If DS, DH and you are happy with the costume you bought, tell FIL to shove it.
Your choice on how to word it.
I'm telling you, if you don't make some boundaries now, your FIL will do this more and more often.
"Dad, you don't get to make that decision, his parents do. Can't you find something more appropriate to have a tantrum over?"
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She would sometimes offer to buy something for DS1, but if I politely suggested an alternative, he got nothing.
flan
My SM was like that.
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She would sometimes offer to buy something for DS1, but if I politely suggested an alternative, he got nothing.
flan
Pretty much but FIL won't get him nothing. He likes to play the one upping game. The costume we got isn't good enough so he will be patting himself on the back because his is better. I think it's incredibly childish on his part and can't help but laugh at him. See, he thinks he's somehow exerting his rule over us on this issue. He isn't. The goal of Halloween is for DS to have fun trick-or-treating. In FIL's mind, he gets it his way and he wins. In reality, we win because what we want (DS having fun t-or-t) is going to happen. FIL also undoubtedly thinks that he has subverted DS wearing his warrior king costume. He hasn't because DS will wear it for the fall festival at our Church.
Petty, definition: When your FIL disapproves of the costume you picked for your kid because it came from the 99cents store and says he'll find your kid another costume.
FIL asked us about coming over on Halloween so DH mentioned the costume we have for DS (because it's easier than showing up with it and dealing with FIL having a tantrum if he doesn't like it) and asked if we should bring it or does he want to find his own costume. The only reason FIL wants to get his own costume is because the one we got came from the 99cents store. Petty. And, I can't be bothered to care. I only care about DS getting to trick or treat. If FIL wants to cough up money for a costume, he can do so. More power to him. Shoot, he can be the Halloween costume buyer for all of DS' trick or treat years for all I care. I got my laugh for the night. A grown man having a hissy fit over the price of his grandson's costume. Not the costume itself. The price. Petty.
What we picked: A warrior king costume. Crown, body armor, arm guard, shield, and mace. DS saw it and loved it, especially the mace. It also fits in with the medieval theme for his birthday.
If DS, DH and you are happy with the costume you bought, tell FIL to shove it.
Your choice on how to word it.
I'm telling you, if you don't make some boundaries now, your FIL will do this more and more often.
Oh, I've told FIL to shove it many a time. I'm one of the few who will stand up to him and stand firm. DH also stands up to him now.
If it's something DH and I care about, we will stand firm. This isn't a hill we wish to die on. We have set boundaries on the stuff we care about. Doesn't mean FIL won't challenge them (and he frequently does). But, some things aren't worth it. This is one of them. When DS is old enough to have firm opinions on what he wants to be for Halloween, we will support him in standing up against FIL should this same situation happen in the future.
See, I have an Aunt who pulls the same crap FIL does. I have years of experience dealing with this personality type. FIL has a burning desire to win, to be right, to lord his wants over you. As with my Aunt, I know how to let FIL think he's won while still getting what I want. FIL used to bother me. Then I realized he's the male version of my Aunt. Take the Halloween costume. I know FIL well enough to know that our costume wasn't going to be good enough, we'd get there, and FIL would insist on running out to buy one before "allowing" DS to go t-or-t. So I put the ball in FIL's court - use our costume or buy your own. Now, an adult would've simply chosen the latter for whatever reason without the tantrum. FIL, like my Aunt, must have the tantrum. Now, we'll still have to deal with him criticizing the warrior king costume but he won't get to cut in to DS' t-or-t time with a last minute run to the store to rectify our oh so horrible (in his eyes) sin of not spending $$$ on a costume. It's a matter of staying a step or a few ahead of FIL and I'm adept at that. Doesn't mean I won't occasionally share one of FIL's tantrums on the board though because I know some here can relate to an overbearing and childish relative.
"Dad, you don't get to make that decision, his parents do. Can't you find something more appropriate to have a tantrum over?"
LOL! Pretty much!
At least, he's stopped cutting DS' food into itty bitty almost-to-dust pieces. I guess DS finally has enough teeth to be allowed to bite off a piece of food.