This Idea Hit Me At 5 AM

So there I was, blissfully awake after a stunning four hour jag of sleep, lounging in bed wondering what I should put on my next post. James Lipton and his Bear-narrrd Peee-voh Actor's Studio survey jumped into my mind. You know it, "What is your favourite word? What is your favourite curse word?" etc.

Here's what I came up with.

The 5 Senses Survey.

What is your ideal 5 senses situation? I'll give you a few of mine:

1. 

Sight - Seeing Keegan's wide mouth bass smile in the mirror

Smell - Huffing the top of his head

Sound - Hearing him laugh

Touch - Running my hand over his peach fuzz head

Taste - Eating chocolate

2. 

Sight - Just the sky

Smell - Burning peat moss

Sound - Wind in the trees

Touch - soft grass on my back (not the horrible Florida variety)

Taste - Eating chocolate

3.

Sight - The darkness of an audience

Smell - Stage make-up (grease paint ideally)

Sound - Philip Glass music

Touch - My partners deft hands around my waist

Taste - Just a little salty sweat at the corner of my mouth (well, it would be chocolate, but you can't really do that while you're performing...

What are a few of yours?

Requests Fulfilled

So per your requests, here's your stuff:

3carnations - The Recipe for No Bake Reese's Peanut Butter Bars

Make sure you have a functioning refrigerator

Preheat your running shoes

Take one cup of get yourself in your car

Add enough gas to drive yourself to Target

Mix in one shopping basket, one cookie aisle, and some 20/20 vision (or glasses if needed)

Place Reese's Peanut Butter Bar cookie mix box in cart

Whip yourself home and follow directions on the back of the box

If you want to be special and make it like I did, be sure to forget the masses of butter that you will need to add to the mixture and get that a day later but only when you realize you are late for the cookie party and are going to make yourself even later by searching two sketchy gas stations and a dive convenience store be

fore you give in and go to Publix for the butter.

The Ebony WM (I loved that BTW!) - Santa pictures

K with his cousins, the other K (aka K1) and R.

My Chunk has enormous legs, no? 

And how about those cheeks?

It's as if Santa is saying, "Really lady, get this massive child off my lap...I can't feel my legs any more and my shift doesn't end for three hours."

The poor monkey looks so dazed. I think it was his nap time...NAP TIME?! What's that?!? Ha! You must be joking.

Actually, and here's where I jinx myself, he's been much better in the last two or three days. Dare I say it? It looks like we might have a schedule a brewin'. You heard it here first.

So I'm off downstairs to fight My Guy over the last Peanut Butter Bar in the pan. (PS 3carnations, the best part of the cookie mix? The pan is included in the box!!)

A Whole New Me

Listen up bitches! Mama got 5 straight hours of sleep last night and she's feeling like she could conquer the world. Not sure exactly how it happened but I'm taking it. Come to think of it, he had a HUGE crying jag in the car on the way back from taking Santa pictures at the mall. I wonder if he totally tired himself out.  I can't make my kid cry so hard he's practically choking every night can I? (or can I?!)

What else? Went to a Christmas Cookie Party this morning.  It was really nice to just hang with the chics and make gooey goodness. My creation was a no-bake version of Reese's Peanut Butter Cups. Holy crap! Do Over! They are yummy. We're off to a hockey game tonight with my little brother and his wife. Go Panthers, or whatever. If it's not about the Oilers in the 80s when they were in Edmonton, then I'm just there for the beer and the opportunity to wear a scarf and sweatshirt.

Oh hey, guess who's awake. Gotta jet.