Why me?

Want to know something about me?  I never really planned on working after I had kids.  I had spent my whole life up until then trying to avoid work at all costs and I figured, why start now?  I'm so good at being lazy.  I can just raise a child and sew and paint when I want to and life will be good. 

But now I am starting to think that some force in the universe wants me to work, because people keep offering me jobs that I don't ask for.  "Can you manage our storage facility for two weeks?" Sure!  "And then every weekend after that?"  No problem!  When we moved here, I casually mentioned to one girl that I would like to babysit, and the next day she had a job lined up for me.  (That was actually pretty awesome.) And the day before my last day of that job, I randomly get offered a tutoring job while I am at the park with Violet.  (Yes, that was last night.)

Okay, I'm really not complaining about any of this.  They have all been great jobs that have allowed me to bring Violet with me.  And let's face it, we need the money.  But I'm starting to wonder what it is about me that makes people offer me jobs.  Do I just seem like I would be a hard worker?  Because if they think that, they obviously don't know me very well.  Or maybe it's something much less glamorous, and I just seem like the kind of person who has nothing better to do.  Whatever it is, I guess I should be thankful for it.

Violet's first bike ride

It was a big hit.

Why Wednesdays are the best

Today we had an Easter egg hunt at playgroup.  There were so many cute moments that the only way I could get them all on was to make a collage. After that we went to TCBY, and Violet and I shared a waffle cone.  It was so precious that it could only be recorded in black and white.

 And last, but not least:  I caught Violet sneaking some food from off the counter.  Can anyone guess what's in the tub?  It'll make you laugh.

Being a mom is officially the BEST JOB EVER.

Thai festival

This weekend our friends invited us to a Thai festival in Houston. I was crazy about the food. Violet and I shared an enormous plate of green curry, and it was only $3!!! I was pretty excited about that. You could pay $10 for something less authentic at a restaurant. And can I just say how proud I am of Violet for liking spicy food?

Sexy picture of me, I know.

My favorite things were the kabobs. I don't know what they put on that meat to make it so good. Probably LSD or something. Anyways, they were amazing.

We had a great time with our friends, and Violet had tons of fun running around. And we never lost Violet, because her blonde head stuck out like a sore thumb. It was great.

I don't normally blog about food....

But this week I was feeling especially inspired. I took a chicken breast, stuffed it with cheese and salami, and wrapped it in bacon. It was too pretty not to take a picture.

Much better now

Okay, I am done being sick. Phew. This weekend turned out to be much better than the week. I finished making Violet's Easter dress, and besides being a couple of inches too short, I think it turned out REALLY cute.

On Friday, Violet and her friend went to the zoo. Actually I went to the zoo with my friend, and our babies came along for the ride. Either way, it was fun. They really enjoyed the petting zoo.

On Saturday we went out to Asher's birthday party, which was a blast. Violet felt so big getting to eat at the kids' table.Later that night I threw a panini party for our friends that were in town. Sunday was not as fun, however, because Brandon had class and meetings from 8 AM to 8 PM. Yes, class. I was not happy. But at least I'm not sick anymore.

Sick days

This week has been pretty disappointing. The weekend was fun-- we got to go to lots of parties and watch conference-- but Violet developed a 103 degree fever on Sunday. Which I got a few days later. And Brandon has been working nonstop on a poster that he has to present on Monday. Miserable.

Guess what we had for dinner?

Brandon's department had their huge annual crawfish boil. And by huge, I mean 900 lbs of crawfish. We got to help sort the live ones from the dead ones, which involves sticking your hand into a kiddie pool of angry crawfish in attack stance, picking up the ones that look dead, shaking them to make sure they're dead, and throwing them into a pile. It's a lot more fun than it sounds.

At first, Violet didn't want them around her. She was a little scared of all the people and loud music. After awhile she warmed up and had a really good time. She even got a strand of beads just for being cute.