wolffe: (domestic goddess)
My vacuum, that is. Which does suck. It's not picking anything up. I actually brought the Roomba upstairs and set it loose in our room and it did a better job than our upright.

I'm not sure whether I should take it to a repair shop or just get a new one. We've had it for about 8 years. I've cleaned it out, replaced the filters and checked the hose but it's still not doing well. I have no idea how much it costs to repair or tune up a vacuum cleaner.

I would just use the Roomba, but it's a pain in the ass to clean the thing. Like, it takes almost as long to clean the brushes as it would for me to just vacuum myself. It's much better suited to hard surfaces. It did a good job, but long hair and carpet fibers just get wrapped around the brush.

It's always something, isn't it?
wolffe: (jake)
His big present from us was a bicycle! We gave it to him Wednesday after Jason got home from work. He was so cute. His eyes got really big and he kept saying "what?!?" LOL He's been riding it around in the house and getting the hang of pedaling.





Then yesterday we had his race car/Disney Cars themed party. I made everyone a Pit Pass, but a lot of them got left behind. The parents thought they were cool, but apparently the kids not so much.



I also made these little foam race cars from a kit. This was the toy favor.



I also made reusable snack bags and filled them with snack mix. This was the big favor for all the kids.



Both of those were actually big hits. And of course the cupcakes. I had this idea to make little roads for each one from chocolate melts and then put a car gummy on each road, but that proved too time consuming and I cut it when I realized I was already going to be up really late the night before. So they ended up just having the car gummies as decoration.



All in all I think all the kids had fun which is my main goal for parties. :)



I didn't get many pictures during the party, but there are a few more on flickr.
wolffe: (domestic goddess)
Well, for the most part. The drawers came out darker than the door because they had old tung oil on them so they didn't absorb the stain as much as the rest of it. I might go back and put another coat on the door so they match. Later.

It also turned out darker than I originally intended. But I still like it.

Before: This is a tad more orange and darker than it really was. I took this at night because I forgot to take before pictures in the daytime.


After one coat: The inside drawer panel is about the right color for the "before"


And after:


Like I said, I'll probably go back and put another coat on the door just to make it look more even. Later. Heh
wolffe: (fear my ant)
I hate flies. Not in the way that I hate roaches and camel crickets because that's more fear based and makes my skin crawl just to think about but more in a KILL THEM ALL type of way.

I suspect this has something to do with the house I grew up in. It was built in the 1800s and showed every year of that age. Several summers things died in the attic and resulted in maggots raining down from holes in the ceiling. When you're 12 and maggots fall from the light fixture in your bathroom it tends to leave an impression.

So it was disturbing to find (and kill) a dozen flies in my kitchen last night. Even more disturbing was finding an equal number in the same window this morning. So obviously they weren't coming in from outside as I'd originally assumed.

I checked the usual places, the sink, the garbage, the cat box, the light fixtures (even though we have a second floor and this was highly unlikely) and found nothing. Which is maddening. I can't smell anything dead in the house and pregnancy has given me a damn good sense of smell so I'm pretty sure that's not it. We no longer have dog poop in the garage attracting flies, so that's out. The only dead thing I know of outside is a headless chipmunk Pilsbury brought me weeks ago but I highly doubt that's still supporting maggots and it was pretty far from the house besides.

I just won the battle against piss ants in the kitchen and now I have flies. I was obsessively cleaning in the battle with the piss ants so getting flies makes me seriously angry.
wolffe: (duck dodgers in the 23rd and a half cent)
Anyone and everyone isn't safe from being killed off in your series. You can stop with the shock killing spree now.

Also, I love being a "people against dirty." Today's mail included Method's new laundry detergent. Super concentrated and green are all well and good, but I had a moment of domestic goddess glee when I saw the new bottle. It has a pump. Absolutely brilliant! No more icky measuring caps. Seriously, I was doing laundry today and that nasty cap was the bane of my existence.

Now if they'll just make fabric softener the same way... course, I don't think fabric softener is green. Not even sure it can be made green.

One of my green goals is to have all of my cleaning products be either method or homemade. I know I sound like a commercial but I really do love that stuff.
wolffe: (Default)
Anyone and everyone isn't safe from being killed off in your series. You can stop with the shock killing spree now.

Also, I love being a "people against dirty." Today's mail included Method's new laundry detergent. Super concentrated and green are all well and good, but I had a moment of domestic goddess glee when I saw the new bottle. It has a pump. Absolutely brilliant! No more icky measuring caps. Seriously, I was doing laundry today and that nasty cap was the bane of my existence.

Now if they'll just make fabric softener the same way... course, I don't think fabric softener is green. Not even sure it can be made green.

One of my green goals is to have all of my cleaning products be either method or homemade. I know I sound like a commercial but I really do love that stuff.

WHAT a day

Oct. 7th, 2009 06:05 pm
wolffe: (jack's big music show)
My internal monologue is filled with phrases from preschool TV.

My washer broke Monday night and the repair guy came to fix it this morning. A new water pump and it's good to go. What happened to the old one? It had a baby sock stuck in it. *headdesk* Time to get a mesh bag for laundering baby socks.

It was my turn to keep Zach this morning and that was fun. My brother's girlfriend gave Jake a big, metal Tonka dump truck and we've been having fun pushing him around in it and dumping him out. I think Jake had more fun pushing Zach around in it and dumping him out.


More at flickr, including a short video of Jake pushing Zach where they're both making truck noises. LOL

I'm excited about a new crafty project I'm doing but I can't find my mod podge. Seriously I am so over not being able to find anything in my craft area. I'm going to spend tonight organizing my shit. Every time I go to make something I spend 20 minutes trying to find stuff.

I'm heading to B'ham this weekend to celebrate Mom's and my birthdays. Tonight I'll be tackling the 3 baskets full of laundry that didn't get done so I can pack us tomorrow.

I need to find a vegetable that looks and tastes like a fruit. Jake is a fruit monkey, but I haven't found a veggie that he will consistently eat now. Even sweet potatoes have fallen out of favor.

WHAT a day

Oct. 7th, 2009 06:05 pm
wolffe: (Default)
My internal monologue is filled with phrases from preschool TV.

My washer broke Monday night and the repair guy came to fix it this morning. A new water pump and it's good to go. What happened to the old one? It had a baby sock stuck in it. *headdesk* Time to get a mesh bag for laundering baby socks.

It was my turn to keep Zach this morning and that was fun. My brother's girlfriend gave Jake a big, metal Tonka dump truck and we've been having fun pushing him around in it and dumping him out. I think Jake had more fun pushing Zach around in it and dumping him out.


More at flickr, including a short video of Jake pushing Zach where they're both making truck noises. LOL

I'm excited about a new crafty project I'm doing but I can't find my mod podge. Seriously I am so over not being able to find anything in my craft area. I'm going to spend tonight organizing my shit. Every time I go to make something I spend 20 minutes trying to find stuff.

I'm heading to B'ham this weekend to celebrate Mom's and my birthdays. Tonight I'll be tackling the 3 baskets full of laundry that didn't get done so I can pack us tomorrow.

I need to find a vegetable that looks and tastes like a fruit. Jake is a fruit monkey, but I haven't found a veggie that he will consistently eat now. Even sweet potatoes have fallen out of favor.
wolffe: (tada!)
Okay, so for two years (!) Jason has been working toward the pinnacle* of his chosen online game, World War II Online. Now, having been cracked out on WoW, I understand a bit of game obsession. But the past 8 months or so have been really hard. It's been like a part time job for him, and his regular job has him coming home late most nights anyway. He was coming home and going straight into the game just about every night. I couldn't make plans to meet with friends on the weekend (that included him) because he was always having to go to some meeting or another. I can't tell you how many times I've wanted to go somewhere or do something and couldn't because he had some damn meeting. It's been the source of much angst and a few fights.

So anyway, he finally became Commander in Chief, and this past Sunday they won the campaign! Which means he can retire and I get my husband back! Woohoo!

So I baked him a cake.



This was my first time working with melting chocolate, and I made a few mistakes. Also, I have no idea how to make red icing. I put almost the whole thing of red food color in there and it was still pink.

There are only 4 stars because the game gliched and never gave him the 5th. His in game name is Alphie and it was the 53rd campaign. Oh, and he plays Axis, so it's German Chocolate. ;)

The funniest thing was that when he saw it, he said that I must be *really* happy he was done. Well, yeah, but I also thought his accomplishment warranted a cake.










*the game is structured like regular military, with a command structure. He worked his way up through the ranks from regular player into the officer corps and finally to Commander in Chief. You can't go any higher unless you're a developer.
wolffe: (Default)
Okay, so for two years (!) Jason has been working toward the pinnacle* of his chosen online game, World War II Online. Now, having been cracked out on WoW, I understand a bit of game obsession. But the past 8 months or so have been really hard. It's been like a part time job for him, and his regular job has him coming home late most nights anyway. He was coming home and going straight into the game just about every night. I couldn't make plans to meet with friends on the weekend (that included him) because he was always having to go to some meeting or another. I can't tell you how many times I've wanted to go somewhere or do something and couldn't because he had some damn meeting. It's been the source of much angst and a few fights.

So anyway, he finally became Commander in Chief, and this past Sunday they won the campaign! Which means he can retire and I get my husband back! Woohoo!

So I baked him a cake.



This was my first time working with melting chocolate, and I made a few mistakes. Also, I have no idea how to make red icing. I put almost the whole thing of red food color in there and it was still pink.

There are only 4 stars because the game gliched and never gave him the 5th. His in game name is Alphie and it was the 53rd campaign. Oh, and he plays Axis, so it's German Chocolate. ;)

The funniest thing was that when he saw it, he said that I must be *really* happy he was done. Well, yeah, but I also thought his accomplishment warranted a cake.










*the game is structured like regular military, with a command structure. He worked his way up through the ranks from regular player into the officer corps and finally to Commander in Chief. You can't go any higher unless you're a developer.
wolffe: (swedish chef)
The pound cake I made last night. Damn good if I do say so myself.



This is an Edna Lewis recipe from this cookbook.

Of course, the above shot was staged. I really ate it with a more appropriate amount of whipped cream and blueberries. ahem )
wolffe: (Default)
The pound cake I made last night. Damn good if I do say so myself.



This is an Edna Lewis recipe from this cookbook.

Of course, the above shot was staged. I really ate it with a more appropriate amount of whipped cream and blueberries. ahem )

om nom nom

Jul. 16th, 2009 09:08 am
wolffe: (munchmunchmunch)
I got the baking bug last night. Ended up making blueberry muffins and a pound cake. My kitchen was a wreck, but they are so yummy. There are only 4 of the muffins left. I'm a fan of blueberry muffins, but Jason hoovers them. I think I'll be making some more.

om nom nom

Jul. 16th, 2009 09:08 am
wolffe: (Default)
I got the baking bug last night. Ended up making blueberry muffins and a pound cake. My kitchen was a wreck, but they are so yummy. There are only 4 of the muffins left. I'm a fan of blueberry muffins, but Jason hoovers them. I think I'll be making some more.

wolffe: (domestic goddess)
Bought for $8 at a yard sale. This is the before picture:



and here's the after:



And you're still jealous of my maroon carpet. *snort* Anyway, I spent about $50 on materials but it could have been done MUCH cheaper. I just fell in love with the fabric. It was a lot easier than I expected it to be, solely I suspect due to my foresight in making a muslin pattern first.
wolffe: (Default)
Bought for $8 at a yard sale. This is the before picture:



and here's the after:



And you're still jealous of my maroon carpet. *snort* Anyway, I spent about $50 on materials but it could have been done MUCH cheaper. I just fell in love with the fabric. It was a lot easier than I expected it to be, solely I suspect due to my foresight in making a muslin pattern first.
wolffe: (good food)
It really didn't take but a couple of hours after [livejournal.com profile] mellusions posted the link to a recipe for homemade Samoas before I had totally justified making a batch. Well, I did need a xmas gift for my stepmother after all! And I could totally send the rest to work with Jason.

Which is good. Because the last thing I need are 4+ dozen Samoas in the house. My apologies to girl scouts everywhere, but I will never again pay $3 a dozen for these. They were pretty easy (the bitch is the assembly, but it's just time consuming) and they taste amazingly good.



A few tips, in case anyone else decides to make these. The dough does not come together in the mixing bowl. You have to knead it some first. Then it's really easy to work with. I'd never made shortbread before, so I didn't know the dough would be crumbly before you smooshed it together.

Skip putting the holes in the center. Unless you're seriously anal you're going to cover them up with coconut anyway. If I had realized that getting the cookies done would have gone a lot faster.

Don't even attempt to spread the caramel/coconut concoction on the cookies with a knife or offset spatula. Biggest pain in the ass ever. Spray your fingers with Pam and do it with your hands. Just rinse your hands every 5th cookie or so in warm water and respray and things will move along nicely.

Use a thick (freezer type) ziploc bag if you don't have a piping bag. Thankfully my cheap ass glad sandwich bag held for the first 3 dozen cookies before the seam exploded and sent chocolate everywhere. Jason's coworkers will get the ones with big globs instead of the nice drizzles.

And just for fun as I was working on the friends' holiday gifts I have yet to finish I snapped a picture of my cutting table/prep area/work space. What we used to call our dining room table. The cats often keep me company. Pilsbury is always polite and tries to find an open spot. Lokai goes straight for the fabric stack. *snort*

wolffe: (Default)
It really didn't take but a couple of hours after [livejournal.com profile] mellusions posted the link to a recipe for homemade Samoas before I had totally justified making a batch. Well, I did need a xmas gift for my stepmother after all! And I could totally send the rest to work with Jason.

Which is good. Because the last thing I need are 4+ dozen Samoas in the house. My apologies to girl scouts everywhere, but I will never again pay $3 a dozen for these. They were pretty easy (the bitch is the assembly, but it's just time consuming) and they taste amazingly good.



A few tips, in case anyone else decides to make these. The dough does not come together in the mixing bowl. You have to knead it some first. Then it's really easy to work with. I'd never made shortbread before, so I didn't know the dough would be crumbly before you smooshed it together.

Skip putting the holes in the center. Unless you're seriously anal you're going to cover them up with coconut anyway. If I had realized that getting the cookies done would have gone a lot faster.

Don't even attempt to spread the caramel/coconut concoction on the cookies with a knife or offset spatula. Biggest pain in the ass ever. Spray your fingers with Pam and do it with your hands. Just rinse your hands every 5th cookie or so in warm water and respray and things will move along nicely.

Use a thick (freezer type) ziploc bag if you don't have a piping bag. Thankfully my cheap ass glad sandwich bag held for the first 3 dozen cookies before the seam exploded and sent chocolate everywhere. Jason's coworkers will get the ones with big globs instead of the nice drizzles.

And just for fun as I was working on the friends' holiday gifts I have yet to finish I snapped a picture of my cutting table/prep area/work space. What we used to call our dining room table. The cats often keep me company. Pilsbury is always polite and tries to find an open spot. Lokai goes straight for the fabric stack. *snort*

wolffe: (domestic goddess)
It's taken me a while but I finally finished cleaning up the rose bed that sits at the back of our driveway.

The before picture:


the after picture, and one more update )
wolffe: (Default)
It's taken me a while but I finally finished cleaning up the rose bed that sits at the back of our driveway.

The before picture:


the after picture, and one more update )

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