Good news about my mom. The obstruction cleared with the pump. She's still super sick with vomiting, headache, and vertigo, but it looks like no immediate surgery. She was already facing potential abdominal surgery prior to this, so its more likely she will need it now. But scheduled surgery is much better than emergency patch-her-up surgery. We'll have a better idea of what happens next after her doctor visits later this morning. Thank you all for the kind thoughts!
Kids vs. Food: Cow Tongue
Thank you Dana! Those videos are hysterical, I subscribed. Makes me want to video my daughter eating!
Lilly won't eat spicy food, where the definition of spicy appears to include "was once in the same room as a pepper, maybe."
Luna is the same. She also claims carbonated drinks are too spicy. Which is fine with me, no battles over soda.
Glad for the good news, Callaluna! Hope your mom continues to feel better. Vomiting, headache, and vertigo is no fun.
It took 25 minutes and a reboot to log in this morning. I'm over it.
That sounds promising, Callaluna!
On the beets front, I also love pickled beets. And then you can put onions and hard-boiled eggs in the pickling liquid and they come out all pink and pretty.
I have never met a beet I didn't love. I love that earthy flavor they have. Plus, pretty!
Artsy types, I have a question. How do you let go of something you've created when its time to send it out into the world? I've only been painting for less than a year, so the painting I am working on now is the first one I will not be keeping. I am flattered and amazed that people want my paintings (yes, actual people!) and the idea of something I created hanging on a friend's wall makes my heart happy (strangers are another story). But how on earth am I going to let this go? Its like giving away a baby. Is that insane? Do other people feel that way? Does it get easier? I find myself painting slower and slower (and I am slow to begin with) because the day I have to give it up is getting closer and closer. I think I may have issues.
I am glad your mom is feeling better and does not need immediate surgery, Callaluna.
I, too, Love beets, although I always get the pink urine and briefly think I am dying. They are really good in a salad with cottage cheese and Italian Olive salad as well.
You mean like this?
Yeah. But with fewer squished babies.
I should have stuck to digital art, where it can be reproduced a zillion times and I never have to feel like I've lost anything. The first painting I have to give up and I'm all, "My preciousssss!"
So glad for your mom, Callaluna.
Also, feeling mildly parentally comforted -- about half the things we make are "too spicy" for Matilda, including things no spice has ever approached. It's somehow soothing to know that she isn't the only one with this issue. (OTOH, she loves ketchup and would probably eat spice-rubbed spice wraps if she could dip them in ketchup.)
about half the things we make are "too spicy" for Matilda, including things no spice has ever approached.
My kids think garlic is "spicy." So no, you're not alone.
(OTOH they will both happily eat moderately spicy chili without blinking an eyelash, so maybe the real problem is my kids don't know what the word "spicy" means.)
