Gooey Goode Goodness: The Best Darn Peee-Can Pie Ever

Up tonight on  Gooey Goode Goodness: The Best Darn Peee-Can Pie Ever.

If you are a fan of Peee-Can pie, this is the recipe for you. I am pretty confident it is single-handedly responsible for at least one of my thighs.

Now this is a secret family recipe so, forgive me if I whisper...

I do believe this recipe would be considered difficult I think--sorry. I try to keep things pretty easy going on here, but this pie is just too good not to share due to the fear that it might scare ya off.

Ok-here goes... deep breath.

Step 1: Find your keys- I told you this was going to be difficult. Now if you have a 2 yr old this step may be more difficult than for others.

Step 2: Drive to your local Cracker Barrel. Now this could be easy or difficult depending on where you live. Regardless of the distance--it will be worth it. I promise.

Step 3: Stroll right up to the Country Store Counter and order a take home pie. Or, if you are on the diet plan order a slice to go like me ;) Seriously--I would eat the whole pie or at least fight Puddie for it ;)

Step 4: Drive home and DO NOT sneak a bite no matter what. I TOLD you this would be difficult.

Step 5: Get home and dig in!

Step 6: Try to refrain from immediately repeating steps 1-5. The Cracker Barrel folks may judge you if you do. Just a guess. Not speakin' from experience or anything...

It's a Goode Life: Let's Talk

We need to have a serious conversation about some things. I just can't let another minute go by without discussing a few things with you.

Serious Conversation #1
If you have not partaken in the delectable treat known as McD's Apple Dippers--put down those french fries and get ya some--like now.

I know-- they look just like apples. And the sauce is just a carmel sauce--no biggie. But I am tellin' ya they are the best darn 100 calories around. I don't know how McD's made apple slices more appealing than french fries, but they did. I checked the label for crack, but it isn't in there.  I have made many a convert to these puppies--adults and kiddos alike.

Serious Conversation #2

If you have kids--get one of these:

 

Hopper ball--not adorable 2 yr old in a fedora. Well I do recommend the adorable 2 yr old in a fedora, but that is another conversation.

While the hopper ball may seem like it is for your child, it is not. It is entirely for you.

Why?

Let's do a multiple choice.

a.) It gives your child a focused activity to burn an immense amount of energy
b.) It offers a great source of entertainment for adults--especially during the learning how to use the hopper ball phase.
c.) There is just something about watching your two year-old bounce around without getting hurt
d.) All the above

Now I know why we had hopper ball day in gym class as kids--comic relief for the teachers

Serious Conversation #3

If you have not watched this series in its entirety-- do yourself a favor and netflix it.

There is nothing better than escaping to Stars Hollow after a rough day. It is like reading a good book--admittedly couch potato style-- but hey. I truly heart this series. Addie loves it too. She calls them "The Girls".

One day when we were out shopping and took a picture of ourselves in a mirror--Addie pointed at the picture and she said "The Girls!" It cracked me up. Sure you might take that as a sign we watch "The Girls" way too much-- I on the other hand,  found it endearing.

Whew... glad I got those things off my chest.

Now we can move on.

It's a Goode Life: The Grinch That Stole My Sugar Cookies!

As you may have noticed, I have been MIA the last few days. This little bug I have had has ran me clean through the wringer and zapped my energy. Thanks to Daddy and Grandma little Add has been taken good care of and Mommy has gotten lots of sleep and is finally beginning to feel better.

Unfortunately, this weekend's unexpected visitor, let's call him the "Grinch Bug" ruined all my family and holiday plans for the weekend--including baking sugar cookies with little Miss Add. : (

So what is a little Christmas Fairy to do when Mommy is too sick to make sugar cookies with her as promised?

Pull out the imagination and some playdoh

And make some delicious cookies all on your own

Oh and get your best "Clint Eastwood" look on

Cookie making was a lot of fun

But quickly turned into snowball and snowman making

and smiley faces or "sfffiley face" as Add calls them

Ya might notice a few things about Goode playdoh playing

#1 We only play with one color at a time

Call me a kill joy, but this "rule" stems from my childhood

I always hated it when other kids would mix my playdoh

It would always turn out this muddled brown color...blech! What fun is that?

So we get every last bit of fun out of each color and then put it away and get the next color.

#2 We always play with playdoh on the cardboard

There are lots of leftover cardboard perks to having a facilitator mommy. Rule #2 will likely change when she and Gilbert get their table for Christmas. Rule #1 will likely not change until Addie is old enough to make her own playdoh decisions and rebel against Mommy's color preservation efforts.

Note: We put her wings on right side up...but they managed to get turned upside down. I bet THAT is why she kept flying into the couch... hmmm

Goode Laugh: Nine Words Women Use

I have been a little under the weather the last couple days. Ahhh who am I kidding--I have felt like CRAP the last 24hrs. Not to mention the I have GOT to finish my Christmas projects (one you know about and the other I can't talk about) this weekend.

Anyhow, I need to go be a good little elf--so here is a cute little piece that Aunt Lou sent me over email to give you a chuckle.--Love ya Pud :)

NINE WORDS WOMEN USE

(Me--having trouble keeping my eyes open--, Mom and Lou)

1)Fine:
This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.

2)Five Minutes:
If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.

3)Nothing:
This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.

4)Go Ahead:
This is a dare, not permission.. Don't Do It!

5)Loud Sigh:
This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to # 3 for the meaning of nothing.)

6)That's Okay:
This is one of the most dangerous statements a woman can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.

7)Thanks:
A woman is thanking you, do not question, or faint. Just say you're welcome. (I want to add in a clause here - This is true, unless she says 'Thanks a lot' - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say 'you're welcome' .. that will bring on a 'whatever').

8)Whatever:
Is a woman's way of saying SCREW YOU!

9)Don't worry about it, I got it: 
Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response refer to # 3.
 

It's a Goode Life: Just Wonderin'

Pardon my ignorance... I am curious tonight so I thought I'd just put it out there.

Wonderin' #1: So, is it Addie or are toddler jeans just not made to fit? That girl's pants are down around her booty more than they are up.

Wonderin' #1.5: Were Addie's pants down around her booty all day at daycare? Oh dear...

Wonderin' #2: Why does the weather have to turn cold? And on that note, why do teeth chatter?

Wonderin' #3: Why wasn't I born with a gene that makes me keep my home tidy, laundry washed and hang pictures straight? Call me lazy, call me crazy-- I just don't get how you folks do it. I can knock a project out of the park at work and work 15 straight hrs on something to make it right. But, get me home and I can't get myself organized to save my life...

Wonderin'#4: What do people do with all the paper they get in the mail? Bills, reminders, notes, fliers, magazines, birthday cards, pamphlets, notes from my politicians... Ack.  Do you file them? Recycle them? Shred them? Trash them? Seriously-- these stacks of paper are intimidating me. I am scared one day you will find me dead --suffocated under a stack of Marsh circulars.

Wonderin' #5: Does the time I spend clipping coupons X the time I spend searching for the product on said coupon really = savings? Ahhh who cares, I enjoy foolin' myself.

Wonderin' #6: Could I REALLY sleep all day if given the opportunity?--Oh how I would love to investigate.

Wonderin' #7: Why people are willing to pay $100-$200 more for a dishwasher with the ONLY additional feature being that it is quieter. REALLY?!? A quieter dishwasher is worth $200 bucks??? Ya kiddin' me? I have a 2 year old... I can't hear myself think let alone the dishwasher--I'll keep my $200--Thanks

Wonderin' #8: Am I gettin' sick? (think so) And if so, will I be feelin' better by Monday? I got a big week of meetings so I better... ya listenin' there ole body?

Wonderin' #9: Why are my feet a size 9.5 when they have been a size 10 all my life until now? Am I shrinkin'?

Wonderin' #10: Why do we need a million different kinds of light bulbs? I am not talking size so much-- I get that. I am talking about the part that screws in. You can have 2 light bulbs the same size with different ends... and in my house I always have the opposite one than the one I need... and the more choices at the store the more likely I am gonna get the wrong size. It is like batteries--WHY? I got enough stuff to keep track of... I mean we have tackled space travel, brain surgery and the microwave oven-- can't we get some of this stuff down to one size fits all?

Well that is about all of the universe I can handle contemplating right now. If ya got some answers, feel free to enlighten me. If ya just got some more questions--heck-- feel free to add ;)

It's a Goode Life: It was all my fault

Well I got the call yesterday. 

Apparently she had simply had enough. Can't blame her--what is life without purpose.  And, I have consistently robbed her of her life's purpose for months now.

Apparently my holiday negligence pushed her right over the edge. They always say the holidays are some of the roughest times of year.

Like I said I got the call. Mike called me at work.

"Honey- we have had a death in the family... and Addie took it really hard"

GASP! "Not Big!"

Chuckle "Nope-- your exercise ball"

How did she take her own life? After giving up every hope that I would ever allow her to fulfill her life's purpose as a true exercise ball, she rolled her self right up to the heater and burned a hole clean through her broken heart.

As she started to deflate... a distraught Addie then exclaimed:

"Oh NO!!! Daddy get it!!!....Daddy FIX it! OH NOOOO!" and proceeded to have a meltdown all her own.

Poor Add.

She had no idea it was all my fault.

It's a Goode Life: Poor Hermey

Monkey and Gilbert were captivated tonight...

By what?

A certain holiday classic involving this guy

Addie was sold on Rudolph.  When it was over she even said "Great Rudolph" -- her toddler version of two-thumbs up--

How did she know I needed a little Ruddie to lift my spirits?

Ahh to watch her really watch it for the first time.

Things got intense when Hermey declared he wanted to be a denist...

Poor Hermey-- such a misfit, but independent never-the-less. But hey--if you are gonna be a misfit-just as well be independent. Or WAIT perhaps he was a misfit BECAUSE he was independent...

Regardless, Addie just likes Hermey- she doesn't care. I heart watching the holidays through the eyes of this little one :)

Up this weekend: Mother-Daughter Christmas Cookie Baking

They will have to be better than what she told me tonight.

"Mom, I eat rocks... I eat rocks, I eat ROOOOCKS!!!"

"What!?! Spit them out"

"Pwt, Pwt" (No rocks to be seen)

"Addie, please don't eat rocks"

"Ok, mom"

Such a good baby :)