I just got this e-mail from Wacky Mommy A and she agreed to let me share it. She needs to vent, pobrecita. I’d heard about Amalah’s Heartbreaking Friday of Staggering Suck, as she so sweetly put it. And I thought, “Doesn’t get much worse than that,” followed by a rapid prayer, “Please-God-let-me-never-have-that-kind-of-day. Please? Thank you.”

Then I hear from A, who reads Amalah’s blog, too (who doesn’t? The girl has a larger fan base than Reese Witherspoon), and had uttered a similar prayer. So you know what’s next. Yeah, A’s day completely bit. “…Unless the car is on fire” isn’t what you ever want to hear your mechanic saying. And she created a new phrase: “move-a-fucking-long now.” I like it.

It’s making my little inconveniences with the contractors, the weather, the kids freaking out and using the Swiffer duster as a weapon on each other, all of that is looking pretty manageable.

So A — Don’t jump, lady! Just enjoy your first week at your brand new job.

(more…)

Perfect for brunch, or a nice fattening dinner. Makes two to four servings, depending.

Bon appetit!

WM

Pesto Frittata with Roasted Asparagus

(more…)

Apparently everyone and his little old rat-faced granny has seen the Sopranos but me. I’m rooting for Adrianna. Heh heh.

OK, even though I haven’t seen any of ’em except for the entire first season, and a couple of episodes here and there, the Sopranos has completely and thoroughly become entrenched in America pop culture and I know all the jokes, I know all about the plots, the characters, I know the recipes from reading them in TV Guide.

It’s a righteous show. The best way for me to watch is to get copies from the library. And while I am 303rd of 366 reserves for the fifth season, I’m four of four for the second season! I mean, hot damn. For those of you not fluent in “library speak,” this means there are 3 people ahead of me on the wait list. Each person gets the set of that entire season for three weeks.

Most of us are crazy, and don’t keep the tapes or DVDs that long because we’re powering through them. Cuz they’re like crack cocaine or Pez, really, they’re that good. So that’s, like, no wait time at all for the 2nd, 3rd and 4th seasons. Fifth is the popular one.

Also? We went hiking in the Columbia River Gorge today. I am so lucky to live here. See? That’s the thing about Oregon. It rains just about 9 months out of the year, combined. But those clear days, when you can see Mt. St. Helens forever (it has no TOP! What happened to its TOP?), this is God’s country and the best place to live in the universe.

xxox

WM

PS — Internet, did I mention that I love you? I do.

We’ve been receiving oodles of goodies here at Wacky House and are ready to review ’em all. Yes, Swiffer, Dan Zanes, DOG TRAIN! and (wait! There’s more!) Jack the Cuddly Dog.

What do they all have in common? They make us happy.

(more…)

“Passion, though a bad regulator, is a powerful spring.”

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

Here are two awesome recipes. One is from Wacky H, in Portland, Ore., and the other is from her friend, who lives in Colorado.

Sweet Chili Yams and Cincy Chili High-Country Style. These recipes are great — give them a try and let me know what you think. As always, send me a recipe if you’d like and I’ll run it.

Bon appetit.

WM

(more…)

Just as I sat down to write this, I got a “pass it on” e-mail from one of my cousins. Starbucks allegedly wouldn’t send free coffee to the Marines, yadda yadda. Well, of course it’s an Urban Legend but that isn’t the point.

The point is: If Starbucks didn’t have any free coffee to pass out, it would be cuz they’re saving all their love and grounds for moi, Wacky Mommy.

That’s right, Fundraising Tip #1: Starbucks rocks. They are extremely generous in donating coffee, pastries, mugs, teddy bears and more to the schools. Also, they will give you bags and bags of coffee grounds for your garden (for the rhodies, azaleas, blueberries…) They reduce their garbage bill and your yard flourishes. But I’m getting ahead of myself.

(more…)

Tomorrow I will try to write about the following topic: School Auctions and Why It Is Important to Not All Hate Each Other by the End of It. That’s if I can get to the office. Contractors? The ones who have been MIA for close to a month??? How can this be? are reportedly coming by in the morning.

I’ll fucking believe it when I fucking see it. (Am watching the Sopranos again, can you tell? Would Carmela have this problem? Hell no. Her house looks fucking great, all the time.) We went to the coast this weekend. I took a shower. It was delicious.

WM

Dear Wacky Mommy,

I suspect that I may have neurological damage. I want to get an MRI just to see what condition my condition is in — if you catch my drift and I’m sure you do. What do I say to my doctor? I feel weird and foolish. Should I just leave it alone? Really, what’s knowing for sure going to do for me anyway?

So, whadya got Wacky Mommy?

Signed,

Suspecting in Stumptown

(more…)

Word for the day is:

weltschmerz (VELT-shmerts) noun; world weariness; pessimism, apathy, or sadness felt at the difference between physical reality and the ideal state.

Thank you, Anu Garg.