Oh Maaaaaaaaaaaan!
I worked really hard on a post tonight. It took almost an hour. I pressed Publish Post and BAM! it's gone. I was sad. mark assured me it was ok to cry. I tried to find it, but only the first couple of sentences remained. I tried to rewrite it but I just wasn't feeling it anymore. So instead I'm here to tell you about another House (almost) Rule.
No microwave.
Mark hasn't used the micro for, well as long as either one of us can remember. Here and there he's said little things to encourage me not to use it either... mainly because of the way it heats food up, and the heating up of plastic stuff, and the actual microwaves it emits. Like the no TV rule, though, it's easy for him to say; he's not heating up 6 cups of milk, warming up cold oatmeal or reheating last nights uneaten dinner all throughout the day.
Ben's need for hot milk in the morning boarders that of a caffeine addict and their morning fix. So getting rid of the "45 seconds to Happy Ben" wan't looking very appealing. BUT trusting, once again, the wisdom of my sweet husband I have made a considerable effort to stop using the micro.
Being the creature of habit that he is, Ben had a difficult time making the switch from micro'd-milk to stove-top-milk. For one, he has to wait about three minutes longer for it. And two, it's a different temperature every time he receives it. I persevered though and now he's fine. And geez, maybe the boy should be making his own hot milk in light of his recent scrabbled egg and coffee accomplishment, no?
So there it is, hardly any TV and little to none microwave.
We are totally hippies.
PS. Just as a teaser, here is the first sentence of the blog that got away...
"I wish my second was my first and that I didn't have my first at all."
Oh so sad that it's gone, GONE!
No microwave.
Mark hasn't used the micro for, well as long as either one of us can remember. Here and there he's said little things to encourage me not to use it either... mainly because of the way it heats food up, and the heating up of plastic stuff, and the actual microwaves it emits. Like the no TV rule, though, it's easy for him to say; he's not heating up 6 cups of milk, warming up cold oatmeal or reheating last nights uneaten dinner all throughout the day.
Ben's need for hot milk in the morning boarders that of a caffeine addict and their morning fix. So getting rid of the "45 seconds to Happy Ben" wan't looking very appealing. BUT trusting, once again, the wisdom of my sweet husband I have made a considerable effort to stop using the micro.
Being the creature of habit that he is, Ben had a difficult time making the switch from micro'd-milk to stove-top-milk. For one, he has to wait about three minutes longer for it. And two, it's a different temperature every time he receives it. I persevered though and now he's fine. And geez, maybe the boy should be making his own hot milk in light of his recent scrabbled egg and coffee accomplishment, no?
So there it is, hardly any TV and little to none microwave.
We are totally hippies.
PS. Just as a teaser, here is the first sentence of the blog that got away...
"I wish my second was my first and that I didn't have my first at all."
Oh so sad that it's gone, GONE!
Comments
Oh Sarah, a blogging tip: I write all my posts in text edit or whatever word processing application you like, and when I'm done writing it, I'll move it over into my blog. I've lost many a posts because the internet getting wonky. I also save my posts like a crazy person, like every 14 minutes. Maybe that will help?
Enjoy your non radiatated food. Hope it's delicious.
Oh - and let's play the 'Guess the Missing Blog Topic' game.
"I wish my second was my first and that I didn't have my first at all."
My guess is your IPHONE!!!!
Way to go Sarah!