all sorts of random

                                                                                  
***Sara, Lisa and I made these sugar cookies for a bridal shower. 65 of them. Aren't they adorable?

***I walked into the church bathroom on Saturday morning and the lights were out. The door closed behind me and I began swinging my arms around to let the motion sensor know that I was in fact there. For quite some time. But nothing happened so I opened the door again and was then able to see the light switch that was on the bathroom wall. The old fashioned kind...one that I had to physically flick up. Oh right, I thought. The light switch...

***I forgot my Pinterest password for the last week or so. Couldn't remember it for the life of me. And that was probably good. Took a breather. But today I tried a few more random rounds, trying to get into my inner-brain and I cracked the code. Oh Happy Day.

***I am ravenously hungry this week. Something important is going on inside of my womb because I cannot seem to fill up. Ever. So I started a new pinterest board for high protein snacks and smoothies. It's lovely. And hopefully filling.

***My folks were over last night to watch Ivar and when Rory and I returned they were in the middle of a news tv show that they wanted to finish. So Rory and my dad sat through the last hour of a program on the financial collapse of wallstreet. And then I got to listen to my husband and father debate for another hour. They seem to enjoy it. They're both well read and educated, but land polar opposite. Made me wonder if anyone else has these lively conversations in their family.

***I make the best burgers. I'm just going to say it. I've never had a better one than my own. It's good to have one meal that you can hit out of the park. Good for the self esteem. The secret? A whole lot of chopped onion, minced garlic, all spice, pepper, worcestershire sauce and A1. Yup. All of that. In one burger.

***Ivar speaks in sound effects. When we see a truck he buzzes his lips. When we see a dog he yells, "bow wow!" When the cat comes in the room Ivar greets him with a falceto "yowwww." We are hopeful he might be the next Michael Winslow.

it's may day!

Ivar started out his day wishing Toonces a Happy May Day. Toonces was thrilled!

You may remember that I take May Day very seriously. I've written about it here and here. And thankfully my neighbors do too. Last night when we got home from a night at the mall of america we found this note on our garage door. Kathryn came over and gave us a beautiful basket with a bouncy ball for Ivar and brownies for the rest of us. I asked Kathryn why she was a day early and she said, "well, I volunteer at the elementary school all day and tutor kids all night. Didn't want you to think I had forgot." 

banana punch

My cousin Sarah made banana punch for Kathy's shower. And Kathy had made banana punch for the shower she threw for Sarah and me almost a year ago. I swear there is no better punch out there.

We did not have tea at this tea party. Instead, we kept refilling our tea cups with this slushy goodness.

I took my first sip and had one of the strongest taste associations of my life. The moment I took a sip I was back in the entryway of my Aunt Louie's house, offering punch to who ever was visiting for what ever open house it happened to be. It is a sticky mess, fiercely addictive, and I believe Sarah and Kathy and I, serving as the punch pourers at every open house, drank as much as all of the other guests combined.

Banana Punch
makes 25 servings. Or three servings, if it's Sarah, Kathy and me.
4 cups sugar
6 cups cold water
46 oz. can unsweetened pineapple juice
12 oz. can lemon juice
Two 12 oz. cans orange juice concentrate
5 bananas (blended in blender)

Stir sugar and water until dissolved. Stir all ingredients together and freeze in a 5 quart ice cream pail (or a couple gallon pails). Set out so it gets slushy before it is time to serve. Mix 1/3 of the mixture with 1 liter of 7-up. (By mixing it in thirds, it will stay slushy for a longer period of time.)

**FUNNY STORY: my mom made this for my brother's confirmation and had just put the mixed, not yet frozen, banana mixture into the freezer in an kemps gallon ice cream container. My brother, not knowing it was not ice cream, grabbed the handle and pulled it out of the freezer, which dumped the sloshy punch stuff forward, spilling the lid and spraying a gallon of sticky juice stuff on every surface of the kitchen.

My mom has not made banana punch since.

Kathy's Baby Shower

We celebrated Kathy and the little life growing inside of her on Friday with a Baby Shower Tea Party. It was a lovely. It was good to be together just two days after Aunt Jan's funeral. It was good to celebrate life, to share a meal together, to ooh and ah over tiny baby things.

Kathy had lots of help opening her presents. I believe the five little girls in attendance (all under age six) were more than willing to help pull out each gift, get the tape undone on the sides, and start to take the paper off...all to assist Kathy.

A favorite moment: Kathy got a picture frame with a poem etched on the side. Mara said, "you probably could just take out that picture (the generic black and white photo) and put in a picture of your own baby when the baby comes." We all agreed that was a very smart idea.

The menu was divine:
Ham balls from the Welcome meat locker (like meatballs, but ham. blew my mind.)
Cucumber sandwiches
Tortellini Pasta Salad
Fruit Salad by Aunt Diane
Aunt Annie's Deviled Eggs
PBJ's cut with heart cookie cutters
Aunt Jan's shrimp dip with fritos
Clementines
Gold fishy and Animal crackers
Candy from Sugar Sugar
Frozen fruit cups
Cupcakes
Banana Punch

Oh did we eat well. And in a crazy twist, there was no tea consumed at this tea party. But that banana punch has earned itself a blog post all of its own. Stay tuned for that one.

28 weeks

...and 35 weeks!

Did you know that 28 weeks is the start of third trimester?!! Neither did I until the good people at The Baby Center sent me an email to let me know and I am elated. This has been one long pregnancy and I am happy to have hit this milestone.

However. Just to keep things in perspective. This picture is me and my cousin Kathy. Kathy is 35 weeks and is finishing her FINAL rotation of residency. She's a pediatrician and works 30 hour shifts. THIRTY HOURS! And she doesn't get any naps! She is one tough mama.

My belly is getting bigger. Ivar used to see my tummy and say, "baby." But now when he sees my tummy he says, "ball." It got a lot rounder this month.