Month: June 2007

If the heat doesn’t kill me, the fleas will…

The Lewis household has been experiencing some mighty interesting things these last three weeks. First, our inside A/C unit went out. Fortunately for us, we had been having extremely mild spring weather for this area. Whereas temperatures were normally in the mid 80’s, they hovered around the high 60’s to low 70’s. A blessing indeed. But enough with the weather report, because it is now in the 90’s. And we still have no A/C because we will have to cut off our arms and legs to pay for the new unit plus labor to install said unit. And we sort of need our arms and legs.

But I also sort of need some relief from the heat. The high in our house today (all windows open, and with three big box fans blowing that balmy wind IN) was a mere 94 degrees. No WONDER I’m losing weight. At my current rate, I have calculated I should weigh around 19.2 pounds at the end of the summer. Give or take.

And as if that’s not enough – it seems we have an enormous infestation of fleas from who knows where. Have I ever told you internets how much I detest fleas? Especially because there is no way to get rid of them short of “fogging” the entire household…encasing toothbrushes and fruit in protective plastic coverings, opening cabinets, unmaking beds and washing all sheets…it’s quite the chore. I know, I have to do it every year. I’ve never had to do it in the heat, however. Not in NINETY FOUR degree heat, y’all.

I wouldn’t worry so much, but I read Michael Crichton’s book, “Timeline” recently and I discovered (much to my chagrin) that fleas transport bubonic plague. Um, hello? That’s B-U-bonic plague. So I took the necessary steps yesterday to de-flea my happy albeit hot abode. K and I closed all the windows and once the children were safely inside the van, I commenced with the “flea-killin'”, setting off four bombs in our 1400 square foot home. We then proceeded to Gramma’s house where we spent the next 5 hours killing time only to discover when we came home that K had left one of the living room windows open (the blind was closed, so she didn’t check it–GACK!) and so all of the careful preparation was for naught.

Last night we didn’t just have fleas. We had fleas that were ticked off and they weren’t taking any names. I had to sleep with one eye open. You know those things can jump over 6 feet? I had dreams of Bruce Lee Ninja Flea flying through the still dark night air and attacking me with some heretofore unknown ninja moves. I thought about joining my 5 year old in his loft bed just to escape the beasts, but common sense prevailed. Plus, his bed is not even 6 feet in the air. (That wouldn’t be safe, y’all–what kind of a mother do you think I am?)

So I’ll be checking the hundreds of bite locations for signs of abnormal swelling…and I’ll be making another trip to the Wal-Mart Super-duper-center to buy some more Raid. Send good thoughts my way, if you will. And if any of you out there have better ideas as to HOW I can control the flea population (I don’t think spaying and neutering will work, Mr. Barker)…feel free to leave those suggestions in the comments area.

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Only boring people are bored, dear.

When I was 14, I was complaining one summer to my mom that I was “so BORED”. Her friend, Mickey Clause (her REAL name) looked me up and down and stated to me, “Only boring people are bored, dear. You need to find a good book to read.” I was shocked, of course that ANYONE would dare call MOI boring, but I took her advice to heart and found more than a few good books to read that summer to help while away the many hours where I couldn’t think of anything better to do.

Flash forward 23 years and now I have kids of my own. My kids are 10, soon to be 5, and 2-1/2 and they have never been the kind of kids who wanted to play outside for hours upon hours like I did at their age. BUT…they know better than to tell me that they are bored, because they know that the first thing out of my mouth will be Mickey’s words. So to keep them in a ready supply of good books and videos, we make a trip once a week to our local library, where for $15 a year, we can check out up to 25 things at a time. Books, books on tape (for the car – Henry and Mudge’s adventures are our current favorites – keep ’em quiet on the about town jaunts), videos, and magazines…all great ways to beat the boredom that those lazy days of summer can bring.

Plus, our library has summer reading programs for the kids as well as events on a near-daily basis the kids can attend if they want to. We signed K up for Terrific Tuesdays (arts and craft) and also for Intro to Sign Language on Thursdays. It has only been one week, but I think she’s enjoying it so far…and the little ones are content to be read to while her events are going on – it counts for their summer reading program and gets them an hour closer to a free lunch at McDonalds!

This is what works for me! If you are looking for more ways to beat the boredom of summer with your kids, head on over to Shannon’s at Rocks in My Dryer for this week’s themed “Mom, I’m bored” WFMW.

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Diets, recipes, and weight loss…oh my!

Why did I actually think I’d have more “time” once we had finished our homeschooling for the year? The days are flying by at a frenetic pace…faster than any I can remember in a long time. Which is why I didn’t post my weight loss results for last week. Or this week. Well, that, and I’m up two pounds. So I’ve only lost 9 pounds now. Not supposed to be going up…that’s the WRONG way. I wonder if “they” will take my button from me? Rest assured that I won’t be gaining this week, though. My husband started working me out with weights and I am oh so sore today. I don’t know if there is a muscle in my body that doesn’t feel a just teensy bit perturbed at the fact that it was forced out of its dormant state for a 30 minute session of “pain-o-rama”.

So I’m killing two birds with one stone. We were supposed to post a low-cal recipe today and I guess I’m going to actually have to stop just “looking” at those low-cal cookbooks and start cooking the recipes in them if I want to continue to lose weight, huh? Here is a recipe I’ve actually cooked before and it’s pretty good, if you ask me. We eat a lot of Tex-Mex here in Texas and I found this recipe on the internet a few months back when I was trying to find something low-cal/low-fat that still tasted like Mexican food and didn’t taste like cardboard with taco sauce on it.

Delicious Low Fat/Calorie Beef Enchiladas

1 package of shredded low-fat cheese (8 oz)
12 corn tortillas
1 can of the leanest chili available (12 oz)
1 can of enchilada sauce (optional)
1 onion, chopped (optional)
Non-calorie cooking spray

Place stacked tortillas in about 1/2 inch of water. You can add a bit of cumin and chili powder to flavor the tortillas. Cover then place in microwave for about 1 minute, until soft. Watch closely (or you can steam the tortillas if you prefer). Next, ‘fry’ onion in the non-calorie cooking spray and drain on paper towel. Heat the chili as you roll the enchiladas. To roll, place shredded cheese on the end of the corn tortilla then roll tightly. Layer in pan then pour chili on top. Next, top with cheese and onion. Bake in oven for approximately 20 minutes at 350 degrees.

Enjoy without any guilt!!

Total Calories Per Enchilada: 112 (includes all ingredients listed above)

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rEVOLUTIONary thought

A girl was talking to her teacher about whales.
The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small.
The girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.
By now irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible.
The girl said, “When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah”.
The teacher asked, “What if Jonah went to hell?”
The little girl replied, “Then you can ask him”.

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One Hard Meme…I double dog dare you.

I got this lovely meme from my friend Rachel — we have been internet buds for a year and a half now, thanks to Suzy and our Ebay moms group! The game is SCATTERGORIES…it’s harder than it looks! Here are the rules: Use the 1st letter of your name to answer each of the following. They MUST be real places, names, things…NOTHING made up! If you can’t think of anything, skip it. Try to use different answers if the person before you had the same 1st initial. You CAN’T use your name for the boy/girl name question.

Your Name: Karen
1. Famous Singer/Band: Kool and the Gang
2. 4 letter word: Kick
3. Street: K Street
4. Color: Khaki
5. Gifts/Presents: Knickknacks
6. Vehicle: K-car (Chrysler)
7. Things in a Souvenir Shop: Kaftan (if in Persia, anyway)
8. Boy Name: Kevin
9. Girl Name: Kristin
10. Movie Title: Keeping the Faith
11. Drink: Kirks (Coca Cola Brand)
12. Occupation: Kinesiologist
13. Celebrity: Kiera Knightly (do I get double points?)
14. Magazine: Keyboard Magazine
15. U.S. City: Killeen
16. Pro Sports Teams: Knicks (New York)
17. Reason for Being Late for Work: Kids
18. Something You Throw Away: Kashi
19. Things You Shout: Kowabunga!
20. Cartoon Character: Kenny from South Park

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Give me privacy or give me a weekend getaway…

I read this on my friend Lisa’s blog and thought it was so cute, I just had to go and “borrow” it from her. As moms, I know most of us can totally relate to this. If you can’t, it just means your kids aren’t old enough yet…just wait — your turn’s a comin’!


Please do not stand here and talk, whine, or ask questions.
Wait until I get out.
Yes, it is locked. I want it that way. It is not broken, and I am not trapped.
I know I have left it unlocked, and even open at times, since you were born, because I was afraid some horrible tragedy might occur while I was in there, but it’s been 10 years and I want some PRIVACY.
Do not ask me how long I will be. I will come out when I am done.
Do not bring the phone to the bathroom door.
Do not go running back to the phone yelling “She’s in the BATHROOM!”
Do not begin to fight as soon as I go in.
Do not stick your little fingers under the door and wiggle them. This was funny when you were two.
Do not slide pennies, LEGOs, or notes under the door. Even when you were two this got a little tiresome.
If you have followed me down the hall talking, and are still talking as you face this closed door, please turn around, walk away, and wait for me in another room. I will be glad to listen to you when I am done.
And yes, I still love you.

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