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Cara LOVES yogurt.  Not just a little bit.  Cara loves yogurt like a junky loves his next fix.

She’s become just a tad bit independent in her old age and has started insisting that she feed herself the yogurt.  Since she was eating the adult Yoplait that I eat, the stuff would always end up more ON her than IN her and it would take like 30 minutes for her to eat that tiny container of sticky goodness.

I finally resorted to mixing the yogurt with milk and making a bastardized version of a smoothie.  [yogurt + milk + sippy cup + shake like hell = smoothie.]

I have been relatively sane for a while now.

I attribute this temporary sanity to the fact that I’m pregnant and pregnancy seems to agree with my brain.

Sure, I’ve been a tad more angry than I normally would be but it’s not like I’m constantly pissed off [just on Fridays from now on].

But the crazy train pulled into the station today.

For the past few days I’ve been angrier than normal and extra-emotional.  Then, this morning at the ass crack of dawn, our new next door neighbors woke Cara up with their alcohol assisted noise.  It was 3am, they were outside and I could hear every word of their conversation via Cara’s baby monitor.  She heard them too and was up from 3am till sometime around 5am.

This is going to sound totally asinine, but I made dinner tonight.

It’s been like a month since I actually cooked a dinner.  Somehow we’ve managed to be invited out to lunch or dinner quite a lot in the past few weeks and we have had mad leftovers from those invites.  And of course, there have been the occasional pizzas or Chinese take-out but we won’t talk about those.

Tonight, I made pan seared chicken breast [which sounds better than saying I browned some chicken in a pan], jasmine rice and some mixed veggies.  AND, it tasted damn good.  I was a bit concerned that my knack for cooking would be lost and that I would be stuck with nuking microwave dinners.

This morning was one of those mornings when you wake up and realize that you’re out of food.  When I say “out of food” I mean that what is in the fridge probably should have been tossed last month and what’s not growing a new civilization is a condiment.

Cara, the fetus and I all needed breakfast so we took a fun filled trip to McDonald’s.  It’s not a usual thing so the fast food guilt didn’t take hold…especially when my stomach was making more noise than Cara.

I’ve bitched written about all of our family being 16 hours away and how Christmas just didn’t feel right. But, despite my Grinchesqe feelings, I still planned a kick ass dinner and wrapped Cara’s presents.

Yesterday started just like any other day. Cara got up early, we all snuggled in bed for a few minutes and then Tucker and I accepted the fact that we couldn’t put off the paper strewing any longer.

Tucker spread all of Cara’s presents around her and she tore into the paper like it was her job; she knew exactly what she was supposed to do.

We’re not really the holiday kind of people.

If left to our own devices, Thanksgiving would probably just be a day in which everything is closed and there isn’t anything good on TV.

For some reason, Christmas is kind of the same.

But, I have to say that we had a really good time at our friends’ house last night.

We ate a huge turkey, dressing, corn, mashed potatoes, glazed carrots, pasta salad, cranberry sauce, crescent rolls, black eyed peas…I’m sure I’m leaving something out…

The picture to the left is 1/2 of the recipe since Tucker’s taking it for a pot-luck tomorrow.

Crazy Dressing

4 cups crumbled cornbread [recipe at the end]
2 cups 1-inch cubes toasted bread
2 cups bird stock [recipe at the end]
2 pieces of thick cut bacon
3 celery stalks, diced
1 medium onion, diced
2 large eggs, beaten
1/2 stick butter
1/2 cup fresh sage
Salt and freshly ground black pepper

Combine your crumbled cornbread and bread cubes in a large mixing bowl. [Pepperidge Farm Country Cube Stuffing works great so that you don’t have to cut up bread.]

Man, I know that Monday was a holiday, but this week just seemed to drag for me.

I have a sneaking suspicion that it might have a tiny bit to do with the fact that Cara has taken to waking up twice during the night again.

She eats and then goes right back to sleep and even though I can pass right back out as well, it sucks to not be able to sleep uninterrupted.

That and I’m worried that I’m creating this problem again.

It’s a sippy-cup!

Cool, huh?

I was over at mod*mom this morning and she has an announcement about Boon releasing some really cool toddler meal time items.

We have the Frog Pod and love it and I’m getting really excited to see these new things in the stores.

I think that they’re cool and figured that you might too.

You know what I like? I like it when I screw-up and it turns out good.

Yesterday, in between reading book 7 of the Harry Potter Series, I made a chocolate cake from scratch.

One of those jobbers that your grandma probably made that’s so thin and runny when you put it in the oven that you’re convinced that you screwed up somehow.

The recipe called for a 1/4 cup of cocoa. I had about an 1/8 of a cup. Did I give up? Nope! I added a teaspoon of vanilla and a teaspoon of cinnamon and hoped for the best.