Monthly Archives: June 2011

I have more days like this than not. =)

I’m on a new coupon-clipping, money-saving kick, and while clipping last weekend, I found this little gem. It’s now framed on my fridge, because the truth is often funny.  If you feel inclined (and your toddler isn’t drawing on the walls), tell me your best craziest-day-as-a-mom story.


Kids Say… Friday edition

While waiting for the water to boil for the kids’ mac & cheese, I gave them a bowl of cut cantaloupe and popped some popcorn for them to nosh on (since they were STARVING). After a few minutes, I asked “How are you enjoying your amuse bouche?” to which Hannah replied, “Mom! It’s called CAN’T-A-LOPE!”

I chuckled and reminded them of the interesting French phrase we had learned while watching “Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs” earlier this morning.

Which, if you haven’t seen it, you are really missing out. Check it:

Anyways, once the mac & cheese was on the table and I was working through my nachos (I say “no” to fake cheese and “heck yes!” to melted Mexican cheese), Jonathan asked “Mom, how are you enjoying your AM-HUGE POOP?”

I’m still cracking up!

“Outlander” – A Review

***This is an ADULT novel! It has a. whole. lot. of. sex. The majority of it is “married” sex, but there are also scenes of sexual assaults, which could be incredibly disturbing to an unsuspecting reader. So this is most certainly an adult novel, and I figured I’d give you fair warning.***

Music to read to:

World War II is over, and combat nurse Claire Randall and her veteran husband, Frank, journey to Inverness, Scotland for a second honeymoon. The War interrupted their budding marriage and altered both of them as war does, but they are trying to reconnect with one another. While Claire searches for herbs and local remedies to help cure her possible infertility, Frank studies his family history with a vicar, researching interesting facts about his infamous ancestor, Black Jack Randall.

Out for a walk by herself one afternoon, Claire visits a hill of standing stones where she and Frank once watched a neopagan sunrise ritual. But when she touches one of the stones, she suddenly finds herself falling down the hill in the dark of night and the world has changed completely. When she stops at the bottom of the hill, she runs into Frank… or so she thinks. Kilted men on horseback rescue her from attempted rape by the familiar-looking man, who is actually Black Jack Randall. Before long, Claire realizes that she has somehow fallen back in time to 1743, and she is immediately taken far up to the highlands with the Scottish cattle rustlers before she can return to the standing stones and her way back to her own time.

Throughout the story, Claire tries to keep her secret while both looking for a way to get back to her own time, and slowly falling in love with the highlanders who take her in. She’s given an occupation as a healer, and uses her modern knowledge to help the people around her, all the while trying to conceal her true identity and protect the people she has become a part of from historical events that she knows are on the horizon. When she is compelled to marry the handsome Jamie Frasier or be turned over to the authorities (and the evil Jack Randall), Claire finds herself entangled in a complicated web of love, adventure, and terrifying knowledge of the future.

What I loved about this book:

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