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I decided that it would be a good idea to bake a red velvet cake, make play-doh cookies*.) from scratch with a child helper, and dye Easter eggs today. I actually originally was also planning a trip to the mall in Lexington, which is about a 45 minute drive from here, but at least I realized that was somewhat ambitious, to work a long shopping trip into the day. Good thing, too, because I didn't get everything finished until after nine tonight, and I still have dishes in the sink left to wash. Note to self: try not to plan so many things for ONE day.
My husband just found a domino inside the couch. I mean, under the fabric of the cushion. My child is weirder than your child.
We spent a very tense and somewhat uncomfortable half hour in the basement this evening, courtesy of the tornado sirens blaring. There was a nasty storm, but it seemed to be mostly gone by the time the sirens started. I came in to check the weather and saw that the forecast was upgraded to tornado warning with a note that a funnel cloud had been spotted. I always think, during a storm, that we should set up a storm station, and after the threat passes, we do nothing. Okay, our house. The upstairs is mostly useless as far as storms go (the bathroom is okayish) but we do have a basement. Half of it is full of very heavy tools and boxes and tubs. There's a wall that blocks off a room that has a dirt floor that's not even level. Mainly, we keep absolute trash that we should instead take to the junkyard..most of it was in there when we bought the house. (There's a ratty old mattress, a metal boxspring and a metal folding cot, some... I dunno. Metal crib slats? I am thinking that the previous owners of this house were big bedding peoples? We also have other fun things like a few dozen cinderblocks in there. It's a really swell place to be. I grabbed an old kitchen chair from the real part of the basement as we walked through to the dirt room, so we had one chair, one Mommy and one preschooler. FUN TIMES! I had a beverage in my hand when the sirens started, so that went down with me. I finished it and was about to set it aside on the ground when I realized there was four or five pieces of ice in there. I broke them up and fed them to E and that was the most exciting thing that happened to either of us for the entire time we were down there. At the same time, if there were indications of an actual tornado, we would leave this haven of comfort and climb into the dark room... which is basically pretty luxurious for a crawl space. I don't think I have ever actually even been in there. It's rocky and bumpy and pitch black dark. I was sitting there by the entrance, thinking of such a moment when I would feel compelled to grab my child and throw myself into what is essentially a hole in the wall that no kidding, creeps me out in the best of times. It's pretty much a concrete bunker, though, so it should be the safest place in the house.
Not only was I stressed out about our personal circumstance--this came on the same day that M got a call at work from his favorite customer, who had been deeply impacted by the last set of tornadoes in the news and I kept thinking about how completely awful it would be to be in the middle of a tornado and have your house blown away, but even worse than that was that my sweet hubby was actually on his way home from work when the sirens started. I am pretty much the most paranoid person you will ever meet about spouses driving to and from work, but I have my worst moments when the weather is bad. I had already asked him to stop at the store to pick up sugar for the cake frosting, so he ended up stopping there and ambling around Walmart until it passed. So, we're all home and still safe, knock on wood and let the storms just stay away.
*They're actual food cookies, not play-doh, but you take clumps of colored dough and roll it out into shapes like play-doh. Recipe here. I vastly VASTLY prefer this to rolling out cookie dough and making shapes that way. Surprisingly... Evie does not really agree. Drats! The resulting cookie, by the way, is pretty good. However, they're better the second day than when they're warm. Fresh, they're kinda bland. I'm not sure what happens to them a bit later to make them better. And no, I could not quite stop myself from taking a bite today that I slathered with the frosting for the cake. :)
My husband just found a domino inside the couch. I mean, under the fabric of the cushion. My child is weirder than your child.
We spent a very tense and somewhat uncomfortable half hour in the basement this evening, courtesy of the tornado sirens blaring. There was a nasty storm, but it seemed to be mostly gone by the time the sirens started. I came in to check the weather and saw that the forecast was upgraded to tornado warning with a note that a funnel cloud had been spotted. I always think, during a storm, that we should set up a storm station, and after the threat passes, we do nothing. Okay, our house. The upstairs is mostly useless as far as storms go (the bathroom is okayish) but we do have a basement. Half of it is full of very heavy tools and boxes and tubs. There's a wall that blocks off a room that has a dirt floor that's not even level. Mainly, we keep absolute trash that we should instead take to the junkyard..most of it was in there when we bought the house. (There's a ratty old mattress, a metal boxspring and a metal folding cot, some... I dunno. Metal crib slats? I am thinking that the previous owners of this house were big bedding peoples? We also have other fun things like a few dozen cinderblocks in there. It's a really swell place to be. I grabbed an old kitchen chair from the real part of the basement as we walked through to the dirt room, so we had one chair, one Mommy and one preschooler. FUN TIMES! I had a beverage in my hand when the sirens started, so that went down with me. I finished it and was about to set it aside on the ground when I realized there was four or five pieces of ice in there. I broke them up and fed them to E and that was the most exciting thing that happened to either of us for the entire time we were down there. At the same time, if there were indications of an actual tornado, we would leave this haven of comfort and climb into the dark room... which is basically pretty luxurious for a crawl space. I don't think I have ever actually even been in there. It's rocky and bumpy and pitch black dark. I was sitting there by the entrance, thinking of such a moment when I would feel compelled to grab my child and throw myself into what is essentially a hole in the wall that no kidding, creeps me out in the best of times. It's pretty much a concrete bunker, though, so it should be the safest place in the house.
Not only was I stressed out about our personal circumstance--this came on the same day that M got a call at work from his favorite customer, who had been deeply impacted by the last set of tornadoes in the news and I kept thinking about how completely awful it would be to be in the middle of a tornado and have your house blown away, but even worse than that was that my sweet hubby was actually on his way home from work when the sirens started. I am pretty much the most paranoid person you will ever meet about spouses driving to and from work, but I have my worst moments when the weather is bad. I had already asked him to stop at the store to pick up sugar for the cake frosting, so he ended up stopping there and ambling around Walmart until it passed. So, we're all home and still safe, knock on wood and let the storms just stay away.
*They're actual food cookies, not play-doh, but you take clumps of colored dough and roll it out into shapes like play-doh. Recipe here. I vastly VASTLY prefer this to rolling out cookie dough and making shapes that way. Surprisingly... Evie does not really agree. Drats! The resulting cookie, by the way, is pretty good. However, they're better the second day than when they're warm. Fresh, they're kinda bland. I'm not sure what happens to them a bit later to make them better. And no, I could not quite stop myself from taking a bite today that I slathered with the frosting for the cake. :)
