Pamela Faith

I didn’t have enough to do so I’ve created a Facebook group for women who aren’t motivated enough to cook until their family is starved enough to make their own feed the children video for late night television. It’s basically a club for us women who’s always being asked, “What’s for supper?”. I make out a list of the meals we’ll be eating the next 7 to 10 days, but I do many repeat meals. I admit that I play with recipes every now and then, but I usually stick to the easiest and fastest.

Whenever we receive food from outside sources, you can hear my family making the oohs and aahs like they’ve never eaten before. My kids have begged to eat at the neighbor’s many times.  I think possibly I need to adjust my cooking style and at least give them a new flavor twice a month. Tonight I cooked pinto beans, fried chopped potatoes, macaroni, and cornbread. I admit that we have this about 2-3 times a week.

What’s For Dinner is going to be a fun way to get back in the apron and try again. It works like this…I assign you 2 cooking buddies. You pass a recipe to one of your buddies for them to cook. They must post a picture of the finished product on Facebook for the rest of us to see and learn from (whether it be what to do or not to do). While that cooking buddy is busy working on the recipe you’ve chosen for them, you’ll be working on the recipe that your other cooking buddy has assigned to you. The coolest part is that at any time you need a different recipe for whatever reason, just send a request to your buddy and let them know you don’t think that one is right for you or your family.

Our goal is to work on fixing 2 new dishes a month with your buddies. I will change up buddies after 2 rounds unless you specify otherwise. It’s a great way to meet other mommies and have fun cooking at the same time. We will also be hosting a group recipe. Once a month the group administrators will post a recipe for everyone to try and post pictures of. You don’t have to do the cooking buddy to do the monthly recipe. Heck you don’t have to do anything but sit and watch the rest of us play in the kitchen.

I’m thinking about working on something that will allow everyone to post their plans for breakfast or supper if they want to that is. It might help the rest of us decide what we want for the family meal in our own home. I hope to see some of you join us.



Click here for a copy that you can revise to suit your own needs Grocery Inventory or click here for a pdf version grocery-list-pdf. I guess you can finally say that I’m tired of my magnetic shopping list notepad that clings to my refrigerator (for only a few days at a time before someone has to piece it back together). I did however revert to taking one of the sticky papers and put it directly on my refrigerator, but I don’t like it still. Mainly it’s because when I get home from the grocery store there is always something that got left off my list.

I have been using this inventory list for about a month now and I love it. When I run out of something, I’ll just mark it on the list. Before I go to the store, I get out the list and look at each item and check to make sure I don’t need it. I took the original that was created by Keep and Share and changed it to match what my family purchases. So far so good. If I can just get the store to stop moving things around so I don’t have to walk every aisle over and over. I’m thinking my next project will be to notate what the signs say over each aisle and see how often they get moved around. It is possible that I’m incapable of remembering it from week to week.

So for you list lovers – visit their site or snatch a copy from me. Let me know if it helps you or not.

Out of the 5 prompts, I want to write about this prompt:

1.) Ask someone who loves you what one of your weaknesses is.
(inspired by Summer from Le Musings Of Moi)

First thing this morning I asked my Sweetie about what he thought my number one weakness was. This almost resulted into a fight where I ignore him and withhold food from him for a week. After much thought I knew he was telling the truth. He says that I never know the right thing to say and I always manage to say the thing that makes people think I’m being a b*tch. I was stupid enough to ask for examples. He was dumb enough to give me some examples.

Recently our UPS driver told us that she wouldn’t be doing our deliveries any more. I asked her if she found a better job. My Sweetie and her looked at me like I had 3 heads. She informs me that she was being transferred to another route. My Sweetie said that I made her job look lowly by making that comment. It took me some time to see what he meant. I never thought that her job was beneath any other job.

I mentioned to my mother that we should check on pricing a dumpster for a month so we could do some heavy cleaning of her garage and home. My mother was offended that I thought her stuff was junk and needed to be thrown away. My Sweetie thought it was outrageous that I would mention it all. What can I say? She has become a hoarder from too many years moving from here to there.  I thought it would make her feel better to have less things to keep maintenance on.

I would put a few more on here, but they are about some friends of my Sweetie that I managed to hurt their feelings (some I didn’t mean to). Just in case it opens old wounds, I’ll just leave it at that. I may get brave enough one day to open up about them.

If you have time, drop in and visit Mama Kat. She’s the mastermind behind these wonderful prompts.

I’ve had the good fortune of finding a fellow blogging mother that I absolutely love to read her stories about her life. This said blogger has given me The Stiletto Award. The funniest thing about the whole award, I’ve never seen a real life pair of stilettos and I’m not even sure of what a stiletto is. I’m assuming it’s a pair of high heels that would break my neck if I wore them. However, back to the award, apparently my blog buddy (ok so maybe she hasn’t really said we were buds) thinks I deserve this award. I am extremely curious about the reasons, but mostly I’m just tickled to get my first blogging award.

Since having this last baby I’ve been pretty busy spoiling my bundle of joy (holding her so she won’t cry). I have squeezed in some homeschooling for the older two kids and I manage to keep the family fed and in clean clothes. Besides the few weeks I farmed on Farmville with an addiction compared to that of alcoholic, I’ve not spent enough time with my blogging. Writing on my blog, but mostly reading other mommy blogs are my favorite things to do on my computer.

Now that I’ve been recognized among the other mommies, I think I will be looking for an upgraded look for my weblog. Before this award, my Sweetie wouldn’t have approved, but surely now he will see that I need a makeover for my fans. If anyone wants to suggest their favorite web designer who charges just enough to put food on the table for her family, please drop me a comment with a link.

One of the rules to receiving the prestigious Stiletto Award is to nominate 5-10 other bloggers for the award, so here goes nothing:

1. Lizgizzy, she would have been my first pick regardless of the fact that she chose me for the award.  She’s a down to earth momma who loves her little family. Her writing will keep you interested and waiting for her next post.

2. Mama Kat, this blogger will keep your mind sharp. Not only does her writing perk up the senses, but she also encourages everyone else to get out their pens and papers (ok – computers) and blog using her convenient topics. This is how I found Lizgizzy.

3. Because I Said So, I love reading about her 6 kids and what they get into.  Her blog makes me miss and remember how wonderful it was to have 6 siblings growing up.

4.   Heathen Family Revival , I just have to go and see her pictures of Wardrobe Wednesdays. This is truly someone who is artistic and not afraid to show the world.

5. Julie of Momspective, don’t read her blog unless you keep an open mind and oh yeah don’t mind a few curse words. I like her style of writing a lot. She says (writes) the way I would if I wanted to be single and ostracized in my neighborhood (worse than what I am already).

6. Casey at Half As Good As You, again don’t read this blog if cursing offends you. I love to go and visit this blog because the way it’s written keeps me smiling for hours. This blogger tells all the dirty details or at least I get that impression.

7. Keely, a great read and the owner of Random Tuesday Thoughts. She has the coolest supermom site out there. It’s a must see.

8. Thrifty Tiff, this blogger is the one who makes you want to clip coupons and buy organizers. She’s got plenty of tips for you.

Here’s how I do laundry with my 3 month old baby. I lay a blanket (there is usually a clean one in every load of laundry) on top of the washing machine. I use another blanket (yep, there’s usually another blanket in every load) that I fold and put under her head. Then I use her tummy to fold all the clothes.

She will grab the items that look (tasty) pretty. My other family members are always asking why the clothes feel damp. (I silently snicker, what they don’t know won’t hurt them.) I tell them the clothes were stuck together in a ball, but they were dry enough that I didn’t cycle it again. This makes sense and so they go about their merry way with baby drool covered clothes.

Jugs of Water Soak Vehicles In Car Wreck should have been the news title of my first and only car wreck.  This wreck happened in February of 2000 when I was pregnant with my oldest daughter and my son was 13 months old. It was around the time of the Y2K scare. I had recently purchased enough gallons of water to fill up one of those tall water towers you see with the city’s name printed on the side. For some reason I thought having water would be the key to my family’s survival. No food, but at least we have something to drink.

I was on my way to our office, we had rental property back then, when I was coming up to a red light with 6 lanes of traffic, plus the middle turning lane. The vehicles ahead of me had left a gap that I couldn’t see because of an 18 wheeler so a dude could turn into Krystals.  I never saw the truck, but I sure felt the impact. His vehicle shoved my van up into the grass and I came to a stop right under the big Krystal sign. If it had been a movie I’m sure the sign would have come loose and crashed down on top of my head.

So there I was crying and screaming. No one seemed to notice me though because of the flood coming from my van. I remember the police opening the backdoor to see what was happening. He should have had a surfboard.  Everyone was fine and dandy. I had a bruise across my stomach, but it did not affect my pregnancy at all. The driver of the truck that I hit was a total jerk. He tried to tell the police that I switched lanes to hit him on purpose. When it was all said and done, I got a new vehicle and the jerk’s insurance went up.