Blech! That is all I have to say about slow shower drains. Blech! But I have a new solution that does not require pouring poison where my sweet babies take a bath.
From: Martha of course
Pour 1/2 cup baking soda, followed by 1/2 cup white vinegar, down drain, and cover with a plug or rag. The mixture will work to break down any fats into salt and harmless gas. Flush with boiling water.
Tips To prevent clogs, make sure your drain has a screen that keeps out solids. In the kitchen, never pour fat down the drain. In the bathroom, brush hair before getting into the shower. And go easy on soaps, shampoos, and especially conditioners and products that contain oils.
Totally works. Filled the tea kettle twice for our shower. Blech! Sorry is this TMI? The good news is when you are married to a dental student though you can't afford Drain-o, there are copious amounts of baking soda laying around.
Please leave your green(and therefore probably cheap) cleaning tip as a comment. I can use all the help I can get.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
There is nothing standing between me and happiness
There are a few days in my life that stand out of course as the best days of my life. My kids being born, marrying Pat, asking Christ into my life. Then there is today. The day of all days. I have often said that the only thing standing between me and happiness is a DVR. And boy was I right!
Today the man appeared at my door, much like you hope Elijah will during a passover Seder. He was here representing DirecTV, and if I wanted the current special he could have it installed today. Today.
The keen Lisa observer will remember that I tried to have DirecTV installed when we moved in, and when after several calls I couldn't get a response, I took it as a clue from Jesus to live within my means. Well folks apparently Jesus has plans for me to conspicuously consume because there was Phil at my door at 11:50 am.
So if there was any question as to how I would be spending my money from Uncle George we now know. Though like our friend Sam used to say, I will probably be spending that money 3 or 4 times. That's me doing my part to boost the economy. Seriously how was I going to spend it, put it in a Roth-IRA?
Today the man appeared at my door, much like you hope Elijah will during a passover Seder. He was here representing DirecTV, and if I wanted the current special he could have it installed today. Today.
The keen Lisa observer will remember that I tried to have DirecTV installed when we moved in, and when after several calls I couldn't get a response, I took it as a clue from Jesus to live within my means. Well folks apparently Jesus has plans for me to conspicuously consume because there was Phil at my door at 11:50 am.
So if there was any question as to how I would be spending my money from Uncle George we now know. Though like our friend Sam used to say, I will probably be spending that money 3 or 4 times. That's me doing my part to boost the economy. Seriously how was I going to spend it, put it in a Roth-IRA?
Monday, May 12, 2008
And for this I spent four years in college?
Yesterday was a wonderful Mother's Day, made possible because of my loving husband(and loving sister-in-law). Since we have the perfect marriage and perfect children it all came together perfectly.
No it really was wonderful, I just felt myself turning into one of those people for a second. My sister-in-law actually gave me the best card this year(my husband can't afford cards). Inside she thanked me for being a great mom. Loosely translated that means thank you for going another year without beating my niece or nephew even when it would have been justified.
At least weekly, sometimes daily, I am reminded that being a stay at home mom is not at all what I thought it would be. This really is not surprising because as I think back on my childhood I don't think I knew even one stay at home mom. It's sort of like being hired to coach rugby without ever having watched a match. Same number of injuries as rugby too.
I always thought that SAHM was what people fell back on. The really intelligent, highly qualified, achiever types got real jobs like doctor, lawyer, Indian chief. I was an AP/IB student, graduated from the University of California, and yet find myself at times vastly under qualified for a job that's main position focus is "prepares snacks". What I have figured out is that to be a bad mom takes little or no effort. In fact you can actively be trying to ruin your kids and still be considered a mom. It's becoming great mom that presents the challenge.
I want to cook nutritious, yummy meals, at a discount. Have a home that is near perfectly clean. I only want as much dirty laundry as will reasonably fit in the basket. I want to love my husband, and be an example to our children. I want to be patient with every tantrum, read every book, play every game, dress every Barbie. I want to be deeply concerned with my kids spiritual, emotional, and social growth at all times. I also don't want to be too high strung.
I want to be a mom in the 99th percentile.
I read that before becoming the first female Speaker of the House, Nancy Pelosi was a stay at a home mom for 17 years. I think of this often when I am pondering my future. Who even knows what amazing things lay ahead of me. I may be under qualified for motherhood but if I can get my kids to stop whining I will be qualified to broker peace in the Middle East.
No it really was wonderful, I just felt myself turning into one of those people for a second. My sister-in-law actually gave me the best card this year(my husband can't afford cards). Inside she thanked me for being a great mom. Loosely translated that means thank you for going another year without beating my niece or nephew even when it would have been justified.
At least weekly, sometimes daily, I am reminded that being a stay at home mom is not at all what I thought it would be. This really is not surprising because as I think back on my childhood I don't think I knew even one stay at home mom. It's sort of like being hired to coach rugby without ever having watched a match. Same number of injuries as rugby too.
I always thought that SAHM was what people fell back on. The really intelligent, highly qualified, achiever types got real jobs like doctor, lawyer, Indian chief. I was an AP/IB student, graduated from the University of California, and yet find myself at times vastly under qualified for a job that's main position focus is "prepares snacks". What I have figured out is that to be a bad mom takes little or no effort. In fact you can actively be trying to ruin your kids and still be considered a mom. It's becoming great mom that presents the challenge.
I want to cook nutritious, yummy meals, at a discount. Have a home that is near perfectly clean. I only want as much dirty laundry as will reasonably fit in the basket. I want to love my husband, and be an example to our children. I want to be patient with every tantrum, read every book, play every game, dress every Barbie. I want to be deeply concerned with my kids spiritual, emotional, and social growth at all times. I also don't want to be too high strung.
I want to be a mom in the 99th percentile.
I read that before becoming the first female Speaker of the House, Nancy Pelosi was a stay at a home mom for 17 years. I think of this often when I am pondering my future. Who even knows what amazing things lay ahead of me. I may be under qualified for motherhood but if I can get my kids to stop whining I will be qualified to broker peace in the Middle East.
Monday, May 5, 2008
Things Ella's grandparents will find fascinating
Below are a few quotes overheard while going about our silly life with Ella.
While riding near campus we saw someone riding a Segway. I explained to Ella that it didn't need gas, you just lean forward to move and lean back to stop. Her reaction, "What happens when you dance?" (not if you dance, when)
While gardening yesterday we were separating the half flat of Alyssum and placing it around the flower bed. "Mommy put them closer together, they are used to being next to each other." When I explained that I was doing it correctly, "How will they get to know the other plants?"
After noticing the mole on Pat's foot. "Daddy your disgusting." She's right BTW.
This morning we were discussing how much trouble Jack is and options for adoption. I explained that yes he is a lot of work but we keep him because he is so cute. "Yeah, if he was ugly we would for sure give him for adoption."
Last but not least..."Ella, please do your morning routine."
"But Mommy, it's Cinco de Mayo."
While riding near campus we saw someone riding a Segway. I explained to Ella that it didn't need gas, you just lean forward to move and lean back to stop. Her reaction, "What happens when you dance?" (not if you dance, when)
While gardening yesterday we were separating the half flat of Alyssum and placing it around the flower bed. "Mommy put them closer together, they are used to being next to each other." When I explained that I was doing it correctly, "How will they get to know the other plants?"
After noticing the mole on Pat's foot. "Daddy your disgusting." She's right BTW.
This morning we were discussing how much trouble Jack is and options for adoption. I explained that yes he is a lot of work but we keep him because he is so cute. "Yeah, if he was ugly we would for sure give him for adoption."
Last but not least..."Ella, please do your morning routine."
"But Mommy, it's Cinco de Mayo."
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