my life in drop shipping

If this doesn't qualify me for State of Utah residency...  I bought into a we'll-train-you-how-to-make-a-passive-income-on-e-bay thing.  So now I have e-bay homework. Here's a list of a few things I'd rather do...

- Fold laundry..

- Check for cavities at the dentist...

-Sniff out what's rotting in the kitchen...

- Hunt down the dwarf hamster who's been missing for two weeks but was spotted alive, scurrying about Monday morning in the basement.

-Post pictures of the mundane details of my life on blogger...

Like the pizza, for instance...

Friday we went back to Pier 49 Pizza.  This is the Ghiradelli... Ham and Pineapple with Alfredo. Yummy concept. Very delicious.

The Lombard Street...Sam and I agree that this one always remains the favorite...barbecue chicken, red onions...so good.

Their pepperoni, the 49er, is nice too. I try to reserve it for the little kids, but usually end up snitching.

Here's a piece of advice for anyone who might be going through marital transition...don't do something just because it's the kind of thing you wouldn't have done while you were married....You probably haven't changed that much.  But I'm still plugging away at this e-bay thing..trying to come up with my own cheesy, annoying slogan to make myself want to sell things like...Imperceptible growth is still growth.  How's that?

Off that topic,  we had a fun weekend. It was great to have a visit from Uncle Joe and Aunt Courtney.

Sophie and cousin Mia's first meeting.

Courtney and Joe always come bearing sweet gifts..Red Vines for Ben...

and Valentine Loft cookies..something to love about February.

Sunday Sam was in the kitchen making Superbowl pretzels and homemade cheese sauce.

That's Olivia and her 3D glasses. Monday night we saw Megamind. We've decided to try to go out more for Family Home evening...just to make it different than our other nights of scripture-time-turned-chaos.

 Tuesday..found out I do have cavities, three in fact.  And here I am Wednesday, doing what I can to avoid browsing the drop shipper's catalogue.  What does sell on e-bay?  Not rubber chickens apparently.  I'm tempted to try selling the Alien paddle balls Grant was admiring  over my shoulder. You may find them for sale here soon.

did you ever wonder

Did you ever wonder if you could use your own cookie dough in an Easy Bake oven?  I'll admit that's the kind of thing I think about.

So after Olivia made the two Easy Bake cookies that come with the oven, she spent two hours filling the little pan with my  homemade chocolate and butterscotch oatmeal cookie dough, and sliding them through the Easy Bake oven, one by one, until she'd made ten of them.

It's kind of strange that you can cook with a light bulb.

That was Sunday.

Monday I thought the clouds were beautiful.

Tuesday I went to the elementary school at lunchtime.  Bethany's class was putting on a sale as part of their economics unit.  Bethany was selling her homemade tie dye shirts.

Wednesday Feb 2--the day that one thing fell into place...

Caitlin escorted Grant to his first day at the daycare center where she attends preschool.  Caitlin went to her regular class and then went down the hall to a new teacher after lunch.  When I picked up Grant at three-thirty he was surrounded by a small posse of boys who were calling him "Batman."
 He introduced them as his "new brothers."   William and Sophie are going to spend MWF with Grandma Martha.  So now I have to figure out how to make those hours remunerative.  I wasn't expecting to do it in that order, but sometimes life is that way.

Wednesday night Sam and Ben were really excited to go tubing at Soldier's Hollow with the church youth group.

Thursday Bethany went to school in her blue traditional Chinese dress.  For the sake of honest blogging, I'll admit that I was  more comfortable letting Chinese New year pass by this year. But I thought Bethany looked beautiful.

utah flash vs ft wayne

Sam brought home free tickets to Monday night's Utah Flash game. I was glad that he was excited to go, so after dinner we packed up the willing and went off in the cold.

So I was thinking this might have been a nice picture if my zoom was working. Then I gave the camera to Sam and he got it to work easily.  That is kind of how it is around here with anything remotely technological.

And this is what interested Sam....probably on his birthday wish list...

Basketball must be Mary's muse.

I love that there are so many things going on to keep the kids' happy. I got to watch a few minutes of the game between poetry readings and  bathroom, popcorn, and bouncy house requests.

They love the kidzone

I was ready to see William contained.

So on one of our many wander-abouts, a man from Malawi's Pizza stopped to give us a free desert pizza. He called it the chocolate pizza, but it was so much more.

There were rich bites of sweet peanut butter and toasted marshmallows covered in chocolate syrup and powdered sugar.  See that crust?  Cracker thin, brick oven fired. Made me want to try it with pepperoni.

Can you see what's happening here?  I ate the part that fell on the floor.  It was that good.  And that's my job.

thank you winder farms

Thank you, from the kids and I, to the people at Winder Farms.  In response to our January 26, 2011 post they sent us some delicious chocolate milk and a sampler package filled with a variety of flavors of milk. 

The kids didn't know there were so many ways to drink milk...strawberry, root beer flavored, orange, vanilla.

Sophie's learning more about milk everyday...

Mary wanted to keep the strawberry milk to herself.

And here's an update on that amazing cheesecake that we ordered...Junior's of New York...
Sam, Kyle, and I...the cheesecake lovers, agreed that it was fantastic  So rich...each bite was all about the cheese. Look at the texture. I love how it crumbled!

Here's an aerial view...like the topography of a new moon!  Reminds me of A Grand Day Out with Wallace and Gromit.  (Obsessive...)

Thank you Winder Farms!

old times big picture

It  seems that I touted too soon my camera reconditioning abilities.  Friday morning I watched Bethany participate in the school spelling bee.  She studied hard and I'm proud of her for being courageous and diligent.  So standing in the back of the auditorium, trying to get a better shot of Bethany, I realized that the offending piece that I tore off with abandon was actually responsible for the zoom-in.

The universe might be telling me to buy a new camera, with a more sophisticated, or changeable lens, but my budget is telling me to keep looking at the big picture.

I love to walk through the halls and see the kids' artwork displayed, especially seasonal. It brings out my inner elementary school student. Olivia was excited about the 100th Day of School this week.

I found the 100 Hershey's Kisses that she brought.  That doesn't really look like that much...maybe I could eat those myself.

Last week warmed up to feel like early Spring.  Here's Thursday. I was outside planting the daffodil, crocus, and hyacinth bulbs in our little flower bed. I wish I could do something with that pipe. I should really create a more attractive border as well. I'm just not gifted at decorating... I'm substance without form... May be one of my mental issues.

I thought I would make a perfect mom moment out of the gardening time by including the kids, but ended up being the tyrannical mom and sending the guilty inside crying when one brother hit  the other with a little trowel. I hoped no one was watching...

Friday afternoon the girls were running up and down the street planning sleepovers with neighborhood friends. We had two friends here Friday night. It felt like old times.

Grandma Martha brought supplies for making Valentines.

Sam requested that we make homemade pizza.  I found pizza pans on sale two-for-one. I'm grateful for small blessings.

I couldn't find pesto at the market where I shopped Thursday evening, so I improvised and picked up a few packages of Alfredo-pesto sauce mix.  It turned out to be creamy, and delicious with Parmesan cheese grated on top.  Sam called the mushroom and tomato side "the politically incorrect" side, as he knew Bethany wouldn't approve.