The Great Pea Search of 2008

Hello, my Peeps!
Thank you so much for your positive feedback on the new "look". Shauna did a fabulous job.

I have no idea who the feet belong to. Maybe Shauna? Not mine.

I also thank you for asking questions. I will be answering them over the next few days.

Beachy Mimi shed tears over THE MAN. Beachy Mimi NEVER cries. Ever. Well, except for commercials and movies. What's up with that? Could it be delayed reaction from the divorce? Rejection issues? Needs more sleep? Hmmm. Strange. Anyway, HE is history.

I have changed my strategy. Instead of looking, I am waiting to be found. Doesn't that sound romantic? It will happen, too. Stay tuned...

So, the other day we have four generational shopping. That is, Parental Unit, Beachy Mimi, Queen B and the Princess. Let me just insert here that the Princess is the greatest shopping buddy ever. We score lots of hits. She is not a selfish shopper, either. She is always wanting to get things for other people in her life...mostly her mom. That's so sweet. When she was about four, I would take her to the Dollar Store to pick out something for her mother. Nine times out of 10 she chose liquid dishwashing soap. After all, that's what her mom used alot !

Anyway, after our day out, the Parental Unit and I were on the way back to Chaos when she declared, "I want some peas to shell."

Alrighty then.

Around Chaos, there are lots of little vegetable stands set up by farmers to sell the goodies they grow. It is like a Farmer's Market on an individual basis. That makes for LOTS of stops, Peeps.

The Parental Unit loves peas almost as much as she loves a roast in the crockpot. She ordered a "pea sheller" from the internet in anticipation of the summer bounty.

Oops.

Stop after stop. No peas. Pea season OVER. It was LAST WEEK. Who knew?

Parental Unit was devastated not to be able to use the pea sheller. Devastated. The Sibling and I are calling all around Chaos to see if there is a farmer we missed. That might have some peas.

PARENTAL UNIT NEEDS PEAS TO SHELL. TODAY.

To answer a couple of the questions:
Cooking? I can hear the laughter and snorting of the Queen B all the way to my house. I did cook when she was growing up. When the Queen departed for college, we found we had this new freedom call "eating out" "going to movies, even on a school night" "eating what we wanted". This freedom caused serious cooking issues that are still present to this day. I cook what I want, when I want. I eat lots of fruit. I eat out. I love ham sandwiches. The cooking gene went from Parental Unit straight to the Queen. They are serious. They experiment.
They read cookbooks for entertainment. Not me. Give me the latest spy novel and I'll skip a meal to read THAT.

Another question was about anger at the Queen B. I have never been MAD at her. Frustated, disappointed, hurt, homicidal? Yes to all those. She was a very normal girl growing up to do very normal things. They were just a part of her personality and stage in life. I was a pretty stern disiplinarian, but behind her back I was cracking up. I even found the "sassy" funny (behind her back). Who was this pint- sized, snot- nosed kid attempting to defy with not a chance of succeeding? Too funny. If I had any advice for parents, it would be "lighten up".

Okay, one more. My favorite meal to eat at home is chicken and rice. To eat out it is sea bass. My favorite drink is Coka-Cola and I drink WAY too much.

My greatest achievement? Motherhood hands down. It way eclipses any award, career or anything. I loved it and love it still. God called me to be a mother.

Any advice for those in your 30's? Don't worry. God is in control and don't take yourself so seriously. Lighten up on your kids a little bit, but don't ever take your eyes off them. For a minute.

Beachy Mimi out...will return with more answers. Have a fabulous and fun weekend, Peeps!