tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post8397298513274619574..comments2023-10-31T05:22:25.622-04:00Comments on Shell In Your Pocket: Is the chicken decorated?Shell in your Pockethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11942896369222883929noreply@blogger.comBlogger44125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-19025778560925794082009-03-31T16:34:00.000-04:002009-03-31T16:34:00.000-04:00What a great and honest post. So many times I fin...What a great and honest post. So many times I find myself feeling the same way. It can be so hard to do what that verse says. Sometimes you just want someone to acknowledge the hard work you do~every day~no matter what.<BR/>RuthRuthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17211297812600845018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-69087890595764189392009-03-30T13:22:00.000-04:002009-03-30T13:22:00.000-04:00We learned very early on as kids...that we were to...We learned very early on as kids...that we were to thank mom after she made us a meal. Even something simple like sandwiches we always said thank you. And most of the time we meant it....except when she made me eat green beans....then there was definitely some sarcasm lol. It sounds like it's time your family remembered to say "thank you".nikkicrumpethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06127473424859610429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-55204374362581606702009-03-28T04:52:00.000-04:002009-03-28T04:52:00.000-04:00All.the.time.Great post!!!Thanks so much for visit...All.the.time.<BR/><BR/>Great post!!!<BR/><BR/>Thanks so much for visiting me on my SITS day :)The Ramblerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10409123245867533569noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-53515377728198255882009-03-27T23:30:00.000-04:002009-03-27T23:30:00.000-04:00No lie, to deal with dinner we picked 6 meals we a...No lie, to deal with dinner we picked 6 meals we all liked (in various degrees) and rotate them, we order in pizza once a week. <BR/><BR/>Some days it's tempting to stick my head in the laundry basket, I fight the urge and try to remember how awesome my family is when they're not all having some kind of fit or asking me for something all at the same time. :PMaytinahttp://www.soverydomestic.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-76755530482447437982009-03-27T09:29:00.000-04:002009-03-27T09:29:00.000-04:00Oh, yes I do, Sandy. Or worse yet, I nag because I...Oh, yes I do, Sandy. Or worse yet, I nag because I don't get any help. I've decided to a) not nag at hubby at all, because in this economy, he's working double-hard for half the rewards and needs encouragement, not nagging, and b) not nag at my son, but rather just hold him accountable. He has 3 strkes (or opportunities...) each day. If I ask him to do something and he isn't obedient, he loses a strike. If he loses all 3, then something HE cares about goes away. He's finally connecting that to do what HE wants, he first has to do what WE need. It's much nicer around here without all the whining (and I'm talkin' about MY whining!). Blessings on this oh so rainy day in Georgia~thank you, God, for giving us what we need, even when we complain about it!Pam Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15681029046120784248noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-30720221772674681532009-03-27T07:15:00.000-04:002009-03-27T07:15:00.000-04:00This is me every other week. IT piles up so fast....This is me every other week. IT piles up so fast..Katiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00429566952828199984noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-24048849312341647512009-03-26T22:44:00.000-04:002009-03-26T22:44:00.000-04:00I hear what you mean...but I don't think I can com...I hear what you mean...but I don't think I can compare much because the kids are only down on the weekends...we wish they could be down more...but their school is where they live with their mom...Im soon to be stepmom!!! But we both do what we need to around the house to get things done. I have to say...thank goodness my fiance is a great cook and likes to cook (or doesnt mind it!) because I really dont like to cook and I pretty much dont cook!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08382072019860756437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-64327782512050362352009-03-26T09:23:00.000-04:002009-03-26T09:23:00.000-04:00Oh Yeah....and for some reason, this time of year ...Oh Yeah....and for some reason, this time of year it is even worse. I think it has to do with the weather and all of us being couped up in the house. Nothing ever seems clean or organized and it drives me nuts and then, yes.....I become the martyr!<BR/><BR/>I had to laugh at your decorated chicken....that is so funny. Nick always asks what I put on it.....we are just coming out of the picky stage with him, he is starting to try a little more and even becoming a tad adventurous!!<BR/><BR/>Loved your honest post.....we all feel like this at times in our life.....it is all part of the job:)<BR/><BR/>LisaHalf Gaelic, Half Garlic!https://www.blogger.com/profile/17227046808604837073noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-89345005444051550542009-03-26T09:11:00.000-04:002009-03-26T09:11:00.000-04:00Yes! In fact I hadn't experienced it that much un...Yes! In fact I hadn't experienced it that much until recently when our daughter was born. It is so easy to fall into that thinking and I hate it when I do because it doesn't really affect anyone other than me!Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00595146379776585343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-29032194175684605332009-03-25T22:54:00.000-04:002009-03-25T22:54:00.000-04:00Oh yes, this all sounds very familiar! You are NOT...Oh yes, this all sounds very familiar! You are NOT the only one who does this/feels this way! I love your honesty! That is also a good Bible verse. :) I like cleaning but sometimes it all gets so old!I have been struggling lately with having a good attitude toward all the mundane housework that piles up, and I have a verse, too! "Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men..." (Col. 3:23) I think I need to put it up where I can see it though, like you did! Wonderful idea! :)Now I will go promptly bury my head in the load of laundry waiting for me! :)Jennihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13894298965540935785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-11860115113509869402009-03-25T22:23:00.000-04:002009-03-25T22:23:00.000-04:00did you decorate it howwwww cute sunrisesidedid you decorate it howwwww cute sunrisesideAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-78644530182897485232009-03-25T20:41:00.000-04:002009-03-25T20:41:00.000-04:00I do, I do, I do! I bet all of us girls get in th...I do, I do, I do! I bet all of us girls get in these moods from time to time...it's human nature. Good idea to put the verse in 2 spots that might lead you to a bit of a funk, too! Good thinking Sandy Toes! <BR/>Sending big cheery hugs and happy day wishes your way hun~ LesOur Complete Familyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11501348281269607726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-21074657876843625812009-03-25T20:29:00.000-04:002009-03-25T20:29:00.000-04:00I don't like cooking! I want to hire a chef!I don't like cooking! I want to hire a chef!Shaunahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13780614646408617149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-59044913126223704742009-03-25T19:24:00.000-04:002009-03-25T19:24:00.000-04:00Tonight our 10 year old walked into the kitchen, a...Tonight our 10 year old walked into the kitchen, asked when dinner would be ready and then said "have you even STARTED it yet?" I can safely say he regretted that question! (Last week he asked "Chicken AGAIN?")Your verse is a perfect one (and our son is really a sweetie)--thank you!<BR/><BR/>And yes, me too. One week the Food Network could set up cameras in my kitchen and the next week they would have to film commercials for Fruit Loops.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-5088914497821286462009-03-25T17:34:00.000-04:002009-03-25T17:34:00.000-04:00i really try to think about the people who wear th...i really try to think about the people who wear the clothes i wash... the people who makes this house a home. but sometimes it it hard... and i get grumpy, toO!Dawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03037135437820258553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-77705000196973305912009-03-25T17:15:00.000-04:002009-03-25T17:15:00.000-04:00LOL LOLOk..I am still laughing over the decorated ...LOL LOL<BR/>Ok..I am still laughing over the decorated Chicken!<BR/><BR/>TOO CUTE !!!The Musehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09698847569200418376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-8198917354745952442009-03-25T17:06:00.000-04:002009-03-25T17:06:00.000-04:00Oh, I need to tell you a story. My son let an enti...Oh, I need to tell you a story. My son let an entire city know how much he appreciated mama. Brett was about 4 or 5 years old and a sports radio guy was interviewing him. The interviewer was asking what it was like to be around baseball. He also asked about Brett's sister and mama. When asked what his mama did, Brett answered, "Nothing," in that little voice of his. The whole town heard this over the radio. I know he appreciates me though and he'll figure that out in a little over a year when he leaves for college. Ha!Monteehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08623582278102350553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-80676056736596309502009-03-25T17:02:00.000-04:002009-03-25T17:02:00.000-04:00My son has the same deal with chicken. What is tha...My son has the same deal with chicken. What is that? My head is in the laundry basket right now.Monteehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08623582278102350553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-38228597574433022792009-03-25T16:19:00.000-04:002009-03-25T16:19:00.000-04:00Oh girl, I am SO going through the same sort of "s...Oh girl, I am SO going through the same sort of "season" in my life. I'm usually a neat freak and OCD about everything in my house being in order and always "company ready". My house hasn't seen that state since Christmas. I'm praying that with Spring, comes a new outlook on house-cleaning and organizing. Something has to change quickly! So, just know you're not alone.<BR/><BR/>I love that your son asks "is it decorated". That cracks me up. I love how kids think!<BR/><BR/>Hope you're having a wonderful Wednseday!jennykate77https://www.blogger.com/profile/06148466048132599366noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-77747339352576806972009-03-25T15:20:00.000-04:002009-03-25T15:20:00.000-04:00Been there, done that! I'm glad that "stage" is ov...Been there, done that! I'm glad that "stage" is over. Now my son calls from college and tells me how much he misses my cooking and actually looks forward to having it when he comes home.<BR/><BR/>As for the rest ~ I need to hire one of myself since I'm the only one that seems to know how to accomplish these tasks ~ ugh!<BR/><BR/>JoJohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09231609105700262105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-60907378697441016852009-03-25T14:51:00.000-04:002009-03-25T14:51:00.000-04:00I love this real post about real life. My sentime...I love this real post about real life. My sentiments exactly. Cooking dinner is a mostly thankless job, but a necessary one, like most mom jobs. I go through stages off feeling sorry for myself, sometimes it's hard to get out of that cycle.Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17225296754496237031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-90860282781508355402009-03-25T14:30:00.000-04:002009-03-25T14:30:00.000-04:00I think any normal mom would have days like that (...I think any normal mom would have days like that (or even ALL days like that.) :) I sure do!<BR/><BR/>The kicker for me was when my third child was younger and would come to the stove each evening, ask "What are we eating tonight?" and then either proclaim "Yum!" or "Yuck!" before he walked away. <BR/><BR/>You've just got to laugh at that! :)angie {the arthur clan}https://www.blogger.com/profile/15014458014243300979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-43013965271440901162009-03-25T12:34:00.000-04:002009-03-25T12:34:00.000-04:00I am in a woest me mood today with head in the lau...I am in a woest me mood today with head in the laundry basket!Annikkehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05267370658109989635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-84545401083282902032009-03-25T12:22:00.000-04:002009-03-25T12:22:00.000-04:00Did you decorate the chicken..how cute!! What a fu...Did you decorate the chicken..how cute!! What a funny little boy you have!the undomesticated wifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00481758248542152030noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254550752888160063.post-43675502005111454552009-03-25T11:58:00.000-04:002009-03-25T11:58:00.000-04:00Oh WOE is me. This sorta happened at our house las...Oh WOE is me. This sorta happened at our house last night. Our landlord had our 'new' stove delivered (love it), so I was in the kitchen, 'finishing' it. Made sure the stuff for the top of it was well cleaned (again), wiped down the countertops. Put the stuff back in the drawer that lives there (cookie sheets, pizza clay thingie that I cannot think of the word for), couple of pans, etc. Then washed the dishes that were in the sink, put away the stuff in the drainrack. Oh yeah, made sure that the stuff going back in the stove drawer was clean. Wiped down countertops. All this after a 6 mile bus ride that takes 90 min and two buses) how stupid is that?) Hubby does most of the cooking, so it was nice and clean and clear for him to use. The chicken had already been cooked and sliced for stir fry, as had the veggies. We're getting ready to eat and he tells oldest daughter it is her turn to clean up. She immediately wants to know why it is her turn, she did it last time, why doesn't her brother have to clean up...um, he's at work, it's stupid for him to come home & clean up after a dinner he didn't eat...hubby is annoyed with her & then proceeds to tell ME that I can take a turn once in a while....I had just spent 45 min cleaning and putzing in the kitchen, I spent several hours last weekend cleaning walls in the kitchen, I clean it up in the mornings before I go to work & usually when I get home...how about if I NOT clean it for a change? Sometimes the tempation to stop doing the little things around there that I do for a few days and see what piles up.<BR/><BR/>He recognizes that I work outside the home. His busines is a little slower right now, but has a project due this weekend and then a huge one starting in about mid-April when I pick up the load more...Sorry to turn the comment into a whine but geez. How about a little credit for what I did before work yesterday. And guess what, cleaning up after yourself during the day does not equal cleaning the kitchen after everyone else.<BR/>Okay...shutting up now ;DSusie Qhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11663241365525328953noreply@blogger.com