Five for Fraturday

Happy Saturday!

I made it through the first week back after Spring Break while simultaneously fostering a dog.  If that doesn't call for a celebration, I don't know what does.  In fact, I celebrated twice.  You'll see.   

Let's take a look at my week.

I put this on my FB page the other day and 105 people shared it.  It is really nice to know I'm not the only one who has Cadbury eggs for breakfast when I am supposed to be trying to be healthy after not being healthy in Jamaica.

But, technically, they are eggs.  So I don't know what the big deal is.

I've been trying to memorize this passage.  I need to live by this passage.  How great is this passage?  I have read it every day this week.

Murphie is basking in her "only child"-ness.  She would rather not share her toys.

Bailey was adopted on Wednesday by a retired widower.  Three families were interested but Bailey picked the older gentleman by circling around him, sitting on top of his feet, and then lying down.  It is perfect because she will be the only dog and get lots of attention.

I'm glad that little adventure was short lived.

I shall go back to saying No We Can't Take That Stray In for the rest of the month, at least.

I told you I celebrated.  

Krispy Kreme.

Yes sirree bob.

Friday we had Donuts with Dad and apparently our PTA ordered way too many donuts.  Which I really don't get because how can you have too many donuts?  Furthermore, in my family, we never have left overs so I was extremely confused by the whole we ordered too many donuts.  One of the parents in my class worked the event and snuck these boxes (THREE DOZEN) over to my classroom.  She had high hopes that I would share them with my class, but apparently she does not know me at all.

I gave a box to my teammate and took two boxes home.  One for me and one for my neighbors.  

I still can't decide if I'll share my box with the hubby.

And yes, I know I am trying to live by that bible passage up above, but I am pretty certain it has nothing at all to do with donuts.  Clearly.

Jon was in school all day yesterday -- yay! -- and since he is not allowed to have sugar, I couldn't share the donuts with my class.  I'm not that selfish.  To my students' credit, not one kid asked what or who or when or why or said one word about the boxes.  And, to my credit, I did not brag that I had THREE DOZEN Krispy Kreme DONUTS!!!!!!!!!

Korean BBQ, anyone?

This was the second celebration.  Although I wasn't sure if I would like Korean BBQ.  But I sort of did.  I think.

Some friends invited us and when we pulled up to the restaurant, it looked more like a laundromat and not like a place where we would eat ever in our lives.  It said Korean Country BBQ in neon flashing lights.  And it was next to a laundromat.

I immediately told the hubby to be prepared to take me to Del Taco afterwards.  I have a delicate palate if you didn't know.  The palate that requires donuts and Cadbury eggs, obviously.

Well . . . after the whole fiasco of I Am Not Good At Using Chopsticks-I Can't Pick Anything Up-Everything Keeps Slipping Out-This Is Taking Too Long-Please Give Me A Fork and then the further fiasco of Let's Humiliate This Girl And Shake Our Heads At Her And Begrudgingly Give Her A Fork-What A Loser, I liked some of it.

I liked the meat.  Which, by the way, my husband had to cook on a grill at our table.  I mean, we could have stayed home where I have an abundance of forks, and I could have been in pjs, and I could have been online looking at blogs while the hubby cooked the same darn meat, but oh well.  We were being social.  (I don't like being social on Friday nights.  Just saying.)

I didn't like the spicy Miso soup that made me cough and sputter and look like a fool because there were jalopenos drowning in it, but I liked the see through noodles that really didn't taste like anything.

I liked the wine, too.

And I didn't need to get Del Taco afterwards.

I mean, I had Krispy Kreme donuts waiting for me so I was all set.



  1. I just love your posts. I follow by email and smile everytime I see a message from your blog. You make me smile with your sense of humour everytime!

  2. Your blog cracks me up so much my kids come running into the room to ask me if I am okay. I surely am okay! Sounds like you had a wonderful week!

  3. :) just love how much you make me laugh.

    And, btw, you, my friend, are the epitome of that passage!

  4. You totally crack me up! I will let you in on a secret that my teacher BFF shared with me when we were holed up in the faculty lounge secretly eating from a box of Krispy Kremes we bought from a school fundraiser. If you want them to taste like they just came off the line of delicious hot "glazeyness" at the factory, heat one in the microwave for EXACTLY 8 seconds (not 7 or 9 --8!). Trust me!

    1. Oh, I have had that dialed in for years now. :) :)

  5. I'm with you eggs are eggs and just in case you need back up...chocolate is a vegetable! I have a poster explaining it above my desk and while I don't live by it, i refer to it often.
    Have a fun weekend.
    Julie :-)
    Mrs Stowe's Kinder Cottage

  6. Yes, yes, and yes. I love it all. But, I especially love #2. :)

    ABCs and Polkadots

  7. You always make me laugh and I hate socializing on Friday nights too!

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  9. I miss keeping up with you Kristin!!!! Reading this post led me to several others to catch up with you. So glad Murphie is the only pup again...I bet it was hard for her those days, though it was so awesome of you guys to take another dog in! Happy spring, hope we can talk more this summer! :) :)