Christmas shopping is upon us, with all three big days of spending under our belts. So now we start in on that list of people who we don’t know what to give them. My solution is always the same: books. I love books. I find peace and comfort and answers and questions in books. I’m one of those people who, in the midst of meaningful life conversation, has the gull to suggest a book as part of the solution.
Month: November 2012 (Page 1 of 4)
This week my singular goal centered around using up the massive amounts of leftovers in my fridge and thus not actually cooking a new meal. It’s Thursday night and we’re nearly there, due to polish off the leftover leftover dishes by tomorrow. Join me as I relish this accomplishment.
- A lot of stuffing, but we don’t eat bread
- Roasted cauliflower that all 3 kids refuse reheated (but gobbled up the 1st time around)
- Enough pork for lunch tomorrow
- A bowl of taco
soupchili.
- 3 batches of Turkey & Rice soup
- A million bags of turkey bone broth (I could have got another million out of it, but JJ was tired of carrying the 5 gallon stock pot back and forth)
Way before I joined the world of parenthood, KLR told me about a concept she had heard at a training for work. The presenter* explained that we can view the world and the many things in it as either rights or privileges. This was a game changer for me. His example, as retold to me: one of their many children chose not to listen to a parent and complete a given task/chore/assignment. The family was scheduled to enjoy an evening out at Pizza Hut that evening, and because there were a gazillion children, this was very much a treat and a rare occurrence. As a result of the child’s decision, s/he had to make a bologna sandwich to eat before they left and then watched the family enjoy Pizza Hut for dinner, not allowed to eat anything. He said, “all children have a right to eat dinner, but an evening out for pizza is a privilege.”