On Tuesday night, I stayed up way too late finishing Book 5 in a series I’ve been reading. It’s the series by George R. R. Martin, A Game of Thrones. Someone mentioned it’s now a series on HBO but I don’t really watch TV. I prefer the book. Rumor has it, Book 6 will be out shortly and I wanted to be done with number 5 before then. I got up at a reasonable time on Wednesday morning and tried to stay up. I had my weekly appointment at 1 p.m. I even took Brendan with me to keep me company (and hopefully awake). Afterwards, we stopped by Albertson’s and got $50 worth of meat, eggs and whatnot for the duration. I’m waiting on the 1st for the VA money. Then, I’ll be getting my cupboards and freezer full again.
From there, we had about 20 minutes until Caiden got out of school. I drove to the school but texted the Nanny, “We’re here early but I’m so tired!” She showed up just as Caiden got out of school and took both children to the park or whatnot and I headed home. I hadn’t eaten a thing all day, so I took my few dollars and got a small bite to eat on the way home.
The Nanny asked me if I wanted her to take them to Royal Rangers at the church we used to attend. I asked the leader (via text) if they would be welcome and he said he didn’t see why not. I reminded him that I wasn’t welcome and he again said, “I don’t see a problem with it.” Not another word. I took that for a good thing and sent them off to Royal Rangers.
For those that don’t know, Royal Rangers is the Assemblies of God version of the Boy Scouts. All of my brothers (and there is many) went through the program while I went through the female version, the Missionettes. I always swore my children would go through the same thing, no matter what. The new church we were attending shut down their Royal Ranger program and I had no other choice than to seek permission for them to attend at our former church.
Someday, someone will ask me what happened and I’ll explain. For now, I’ve been (politely) removed from that church, so I’ll stay away. I hope they treat my boys well, though! They need to go through the Royal Rangers. For those reading, there’s so much I’m not allowed to talk about. I’m sorry for the ambiguity.
At around 3 p.m, I fell on my bed and woke up at 9 p.m. That’s a 6-hour nap! The Nanny and I hung out until about midnight and I climbed back in bed. I didn’t think I was going to be able to sleep, so I asked her to take over the babies in the morning and I’d try to sleep in and get myself back on track as far as sleep.
I woke up to my alarm at 6:30 a.m. and decided it was a perfect opportunity to get “back in the saddle.” I need to keep this going or I’ll lose it and then my boys lose out, as well. I’ve a serious problem with “follow through.” I’m great at getting things going and making it awesome, but I fall short when it comes to finishing. That’s one reason I keep quilting. I am learning about follow through. If I let this whole 1950s lifestyle slide at all, it will easily become something of the past. I need to keep it going! In a way, this blog is my push to accountability in getting it done (following through, keeping it going until it all becomes a habit).
When I got up, I sat down for a minute and caught up on the posts made over the night. One of them caught my attention: How To Feel Like by a fellow blogger, Fly on the Wall. The bottom of the post made mention to something called, “Toad in the Hole” and included a picture. It looked great to me in my semi-conscious state, so I quickly Googled it. I found this: Classic English Toad in the Hole.
I didn’t have link sausage and I accidentally added the oil to the batter and not the pan, but here are the results:
I always cook messy first thing in the morning. The difference is, it cleans up wicked fast. Oh, and it’s so very dark in the morning when I get up, now. It was 6:40 in the morning when I took this picture.
Batter all ready to go in the oven, waiting for the pan to heat up. I didn’t have link sausage, so I threw in the sausage crumbles I have in the freezer.
Looks a little like a quiche. Oh, and I am sure it won’t stick as bad if you use the oil on the pan and not in the recipe. Just a thought…
It was a little dry to the taste, so we threw a small bit of Splenda Pancake Syrup on top of it. The boys ate it all up. It might be a keeper! We’ll see.
I’m off on errands, today. The first, an appointment with a Quickbooks expert. I’m going to see what they can come up with as far as numbers. The second, my fiduciary to discuss where I stand financially and get an accurate accounting of where I stand.
Time to get back in the saddle. Put the books away and make sure I get enough sleep to last through the day and take care of my wee ones. It’s my job, anyway.
Thank you for listening,