Saturday, May 17, 2014

#productiveday

It's official.  I'm now on Twitter.  I have no idea what to do with it, but I've got an account.  I find that any time I join a new type of social media, I have to sit back and observe quietly for a while until I get the feel for it......kind of like when you were in the 4th grade and you'd let the jump rope go around 5 or 6 times before you ran in.  You had to assess the tempo, the tone....the other kids before you felt like you were ready to play.  I'm currently in that assessment process with Twitter.   

I'm not convinced Twitter is the one for me, though, with its character limits and all.  I'm just not feeling it yet.  I tried to write my bio in 160 letters or less last night and froze under the pressure of the little character counter that was ticking down with each letter I typed.  I couldn't describe my supper in 160 characters, much less my life.  My bio is blank until I can learn the art of being concise.   

So anyway, if you'd like to follow me on Twitter, I'm @mothermuffintop.  You'll want to catch the wave like all of my other 4 followers have done.  These numbers seem to indicate a national trend, so don't get left behind.

Motherhood and Muffin Tops also has a Facebook page now.  Facebook.....that, I can handle.  If you'd like to keep up with the blog that way, I would love for you to "Like" my page.

There's not been a whole lot going on here today, but let me recap some of the highlights......and by highlights, I mean the least boring of all of the boring activities that I've engaged in today.

This morning, while the boys went to a work day at the pool we belong to, Blair went for her morning power walk, because, apparently, the walk we're all going on this afternoon when the boys get home is "not real exercise".   Don't you just love the patronizing tone of a fitness buff?  Anyway, I stayed back to try and tackle some chores that were long overdue.   I decided it was time to clean out the freezers and the refrigerator as whenever you open the doors, you have to firmly plant your feet and brace yourself to catch falling, frozen objects....kind of like a corndog avalanche, if you will.  It's one of those jobs that you tell yourself you need to do every time a rump roast lands on your toe, but you never really stop and do it. 

So anyway, I got in the big freezer first and what a frozen, archaeological dig that was.  There was the big Tyson resealable bag housing two ice encrusted chicken nuggets that no one ever finished off probably back in the late 90's, which had gradually made its way into the bowels of the freezer. Then we had a commercial sized box of pancakes from Sam's that Carson had assured me that he would love for breakfast and he did eat them with great enthusiasm......for the first 3 days.  Forty-eight packs of maple infused pancakes minus 3 packs of maple infused pancakes equals.......a lot of packs of maple infused pancakes.  After those first three mornings, the oversized box has served only as a handy and sturdy platform for packs of ground chuck, pork chops, and boneless chicken breasts.  I didn't throw them away, but, instead, plan to enforce a one pack minimum on everyone until they are all consumed. There were also some mystery bags of fish in there that Davis and Carson had caught back in the late 1800's, I think.  I'm sure that about 7 years ago, they would've been delicious, but now they were unrecognizable under the thick glacier of ice.  And finally, it was with great sadness that I threw away the Ziploc bag full of January snow that Carson had squirreled away.....pine straw and all.  Here in Mississippi, we tend to hold onto souvenirs of the all too uncommon form of frozen precipitation.        

I got in the refrigerator and threw away a couple of bottles of mustard.  For a family who only has one mustard eater, we sure did have an abundant supply of it.  There was a block of extra sharp cheddar, which had a thick layer of penicillin growing on it.  I should have kept in for the next time one of the kids gets strep throat or something, but I tossed it.  The A-1 with the 2012 expiration had to leave us along with some Italian dressing that didn't move when you shook it.  I didn't even look at that date.....some things you're better off not knowing.  All in all, I removed a whole garbage bag full of freezer burned, outdated, dried up food.     

About the time I finished that project, Blair returned from her power walk and was occupying the family room floor doing her butt lifts, sit ups, and planks.  I decided that, when given the choice, I'd rather clean out the "Tupperware" drawer than try to hold my rear end in the air for 60 second intervals, so that I did.  We have this big drawer that is bulging at the seams with all manner of plastic lids and bowls and storage containers.  I'm sure we're not alone in this.  The drawer won't ever close because of all the plastic chaos, so I decided, since Blair was blocking my path to the sofa anyway, I might as well clean the drawer out and alleviate the lopsided lid to bowl ratio.

I did all this while simmering a pot of spaghetti sauce for our "after church" lunch tomorrow, so I'm feeling quite productive on this Saturday.

The boys are home now and we're about to head out to find something a bit more fun to do.  It won't be difficult.  When you start out in the Tupperware drawer, you can only go up from there.      
 

Hope your day has been fun.....or at least productive.


  



                             

7 comments:

  1. joni, i'm right there with you. a few days ago i threw out two packages of corn tortillas that had expired. i can't even remember why i bought them. but sometimes a texas girl craves a corn tortilla with butter (ultimate comfort food) so i'll have to get another package this week - you know, just in case.
    for me yesterday it was the closet. with this winter in may we're having in arkansas i hadn't done the complete switchover to summer. my husband walked in, looked at all the clothes on the bed & said "ALL THIS was in the closet?" after it was all said & done, from the closet he says "hey did you clean up my side too? oh wait - no, it always looks this clean." with that kind of support i'm surprised i was able to finish. :)
    one last thing - and i hate to break it to you - but unless it changed & just got by me - twitter is 140 characters. :( no worries - you'll get creative. i love it. going to follow you now. happy sunday!

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    1. Oh, Tracey......the closet switchover is a full day thing!!!! I did that a few weeks ago and it was a JOB!t Thanks for following me on Twitter.....I'm hoping I'll get in the groove of it soon! That 140 may be a deal breaker though ;) Hope you had a great weekend!

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  2. Hi Joni, I just followed you on Twitter. :) I'm in the same boat as you. I have an account, but I never know what to use it for. My days are mostly just like the Saturday you described and I can't think clever things to tweet about that! I'll watch for your tweets and maybe I'll learn something! :)

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    1. Hahaha.......don't think you're going to learn anything from me :) So far, I've gotten my daughter to approve everything before I tweet it. I'd hate to appear like I don't know what I'm doing. ;) Thanks for following me.....I'm sure we'll both get the hang of it before long!

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  3. Joni, first time leaving a comment but I just had to introduce myself. I'm not sure how I found your blog but I'm so glad I did. From a Southern neighbor (Alabama) to another, I wanted to say "hey" and tell you how much I enjoy seeing a new post pop up...so entertaining! I feel like I know you and can totally relate to all the goings-on around your house. My sister and I are going to Gulf Shores/Orange Beach tomorrow for the week and I'm going to read her bedtime stories from your blog every night! Yes, we're grown women but I'm still the "boss of her"!

    I'd love for you to visit my blog if you get the chance. It's gracioussouthernliving.blogspot.com.

    Judy

    P.S. I don't tweet but I do Facebook and sometimes Instagram but my 10 year old granddaughter has to help me with that!

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    1. Awwww....thank you, Judy!! That makes me feel good! If nothing else, reading my blog to her is sure to send her straight to sleep. ;) Hope you have fun at the beach. We vacation there every year, too! It's nice to meet you, neighbor and I'll be sure to read your blog!!

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    2. And I love that "You're still the boss of her"!! haha

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