I have discovered that an infection along the nail bed of your fingers or toes is called paronychia. Oh joy.
Natter 53: We could just avoid making tortured puns
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I will do some testing. I can has science experiment in own head!
I'm looking forward to the results! DH developed seaonal allergies as an adult and it was difficult for him to figure out what he wanted to treat it with. He uses Tylenol allergies/sinus most of the time.
I always hated how the jelly started soaking into the bread before I could eat the sandwich for lunch. Has anyone invented anything to deal with that yet?
Jesse's solution is a good one. I tend to use less PB for the kids because they can't handle the thickness. I've also found that the quality of the bread and the liquidity of the jelly matters. I prefer jam, in small amounts (less than 2 teaspoons) to compliment about 1 tbsp of peanut butter. And the bread is Sara Lee, wholegrain, soft white. I'm very particular about my PB&J because my mom sent me to a babysitter who was too cheap to buy peanut butter--we just had jelly sandwiches on thin, stale bread.
I beat a 15 minute mile at the gym today! 14:58, to be exact. Which doesn't sound very fast but it's what I could walk it in college and that was 17 years, 40lbs, 2 knee surgeries and two kids ago.
Put peanut butter on both sides, with the jelly in the middle? I kind of like when it soaks through a bit, so I'm just making that up, really.
I think I'll use this duplicate post to say go you, Cash! That's great progress.
I beat a 15 minute mile at the gym today! 14:58, to be exact. Which doesn't sound very fast
That's actually pretty damn fast! Woot!
Action packed morning of nothing but kid biz.
Matilda slept well last night. JZ got up at 5:30 to prep for her too early job interview. Matilda was up at 6am, so we staggered out to the living room to watch JZ rush around and get out the door. I put Matilda in the playpen for a sec to get my coffee going. She howled, which woke Emmett up.
He staggered out and scooped her up and flopped on the couch. This allowed me to get my coffee.
Spent next hour and a half: feeding Emmett, getting his clothes, changing Matilda, feeding Matilda, getting her dressed, showering (while Matilda fell asleep on Emmett's chest and Emmett fell asleep on the couch). Roused them both and were out the door by 7:20.
Interior fan in the car didn't work which means the window wouldn't defog which was especially problematic since my route is due East and the bright morning glare through the foggy windshield made it entirely opaque.
Matilda practiced her binky tossing technique while Emmett kept her company.
Dropped him off at Middle School by 8:05 (school doesn't start until 8:45 so he'd have some hanging out time in the courtyard with friends). Drove back to the city in heavy rush hour traffic. Matilda pitched her binky again and got grumpy.
Finally dropped her off at daycare at 9:00. Stopped at grocery store to pick up milk and bread and was back by 9:30.
Three and a half hours since I woke up and it feels like I've done a lot but in reality, that was all energy expended on nudging the go-kart of the day downhill.
Hec, for Matilda. Liv's binkie clip has saved us a thousand times from screaming fits in the car. Sounds like a hugely busy morning for you.
That's actually pretty damn fast!
It's hard to judge sometimes. I walk between 3.6-3.9 mph. I jog at 4-4.4 and run from 4.5-4.7. Any faster than that and I'll trip and make a fool of myself, or end up with treadmill burns on my face.
I always hated how the jelly started soaking into the bread before I could eat the sandwich for lunch. Has anyone invented anything to deal with that yet?
I mix the peanut butter and jellly together and then spread that on the bread. It also makes the peanut butter easier to spread. Of course you dirty up a spoon and a bowl this way but it's worth it.
Look what's happening next door!
oh darn, that's where I left that evidence...