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My mother gave me my Vavo's recipe for what we call "Portuguese Soup" (We are very creative with names, aren't we?). So I am going to attempt to make it for dinner tonight. The witchling is very excited. I know it won't be as good as my Vavo's, or even my mother's, but hopefully I won't disappoint the kid too much! All I've got in the house is the chicken... I have to go to the store and get everything else. But I don't think it will be too expensive, it basically just a chicken soup with some greens and stuff in it. Its such a cold and yucky day out, perfect soup weather to me! I seem to be getting better at this housewife thing lately... I've gotten into the swing of my routine, and I hardly ever grumble or think evil thoughts at my husband when I have to get up before him anymore... Of course it helps that he is working nights and doesn't get home till eleven or so, and doesn't go to bed until two... I can't really expect him to let me sleep in when he's only had four or five hours of sleep and I've had seven, can I? Even I'm not that selfish! I started up a little blog thing on MySpace... Nothing special, I just wanted to see what all the fuss is about... So add me as a friend 'k? Cause right now katress is all alone in that little friend column... I need a taco, like, really bad... When I was pregnant with the witchling, all I wanted was cookies and cream ice cream and chinese food... With Bubba, I was a chinese buffet fiend... And I drank lemonade by the gallon... With this baby, all I want is mexican food... Aunthentic, Taco Bell, or made in my own kitchen from a kit... I don't care! I just really, really, really want it all the time! I could even eat it right now, for breakfast. That sounds really good. I have to start stocking this house with taco fixings before I go insane! The other night, James called me to tell me he was out of work early, and I actually burst into tears when he told me he would stop and get me some tacos on the way home... That's how pathetic I am. Pregnant cravings are not like a normal craving, that is for sure... Its normal to say, "Hey I think I'd like a piece of pie..." Its crazy to feel like if you don't get that piece of pie, (or in my case, a plate of nachos) you are actually going to drop and die a painful death. Its so weird... That is one thing I won't miss once this little one arrives! Things you can only learn from movies and television... If I see one more little winky... |
right now
Feeling:
Currently Reading: Nothing... And I am getting bored! Listening To: black shirt, black skirt To Do List: school the witchling, go to the market, attempt to make a big pot of soup... book of shadows
touch me
thanks
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