BOOKS I FINISHED - MARCH 2010

Wow! I read ten books this month. I don't remember the last time I've read that many! I think these are in the order I read them, but it doesn't really matter. Also, I've decided to go back to not including books we've read for school, so you won't see any of those listed. These are just books I read for myself.


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For the Sins of My Father: A Mafia Killer, His Son, and the Legacy of a Mob Life, by Albert DeMeo
This was a random book I pulled off the shelf during my "power hour" at the beginning of the month. I found it fascinating because it's such a different world than anything I've been exposed to. The author is about my age and was raised by a father who was majorly involved with the Mafia in New York.

What intrigued me the most was how little the family (the biological one, not "the family" of the mafia) knew about the father's activities. The author's sisters basically knew nothing until a while after their father died. The author himself knew quite a bit, as his dad had involved him in much of the business end of things at a young age. However, even he had no idea what a violent man his dad was "on the job", a totally different person than he was at home, until after his father's death. Just a cool story of a boy's introduction to the mafia, the choice he has to make about whether to stay involved or to move on, and the price he pays for his decision.
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The Proper Care & Feeding of Husbands, by Dr. Laura Schlessinger
I've heard of Dr. Laura, but I'd neither listened to her radio programs nor read any of her books before I snagged this one off the shelf. I love her "no nonsense" approach! Even when I disagree with someone, I really appreciate it when they just cut to the chase. That's exactly what she does. I'd definitely recommend this book to any married woman. If you agree with a point she makes, then be thankful for the reminder of its importance. If you disagree, then really question why. Is it because you truly think it's morally wrong or do you just want your life to be all about your comfort and happiness? Be willing to be challenged!

Some of the points that stood out the most to me were remembering that your husband is not a girlfriend (don't expect him to want to chat endlessly about and over analyze every little thing in life), making your marriage a priority (don't let your kids, jobs, hobbies, and other commitments take precedence over your marriage), meeting your husband's need for appreciation, approval, and affection, putting him on a manly pedestal (appreciating and acknowledging the gender differences and the ways that his manliness blesses your life), and not being negative about stuff.

Cool quotes - p.56 (on choosing the attitude you'll have toward your spouse & your marriage) A grandfather was talking to his grandson. "Grandson," he said, " there are two wolves living in my heart and they are at war with each other. One is vicious and cruel, the other is wise and kind." "Grandfather," said the alarmed grandson, "which one will win?" "The one I feed," said the grandfather.
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p.57 (on doing the right thing even when you don't want to or when it's hard) Obligations and responsibilities are usually not discomfort-free zones. That's part of what makes rising to those occasions such an extraordinary measure of character and love.

p.96 (someone she quoted on talking your husband's ear off about every little detail of life) "I mean, really would you want to listen if they were telling you every detailed play that took place in a football game they'd seen? I certainly would be bored silly if my husband did that. He can tell me his favorite team won and he can even tell me a great play that was in the game, but any more than that, I would for sure start to zone out." ... This is probably one of the most difficult concepts for wives to accept: that they should cut down on the communication as a way to improve it. Somehow, wives have come to believe that with respect to communication, more is better. Wrong. More appropriately selected and timed is better."
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Sick Girl, by Amy Silverstein
An inside look at the life of a woman who received a heart transplant at 25 years old. She was given a ten year life expectancy after her transplant, but at the time of publishing she was 19 years post-surgery. Amazing! She shares the journey of discovering her heart problems, the choices she had to make concerning treatment, the relationship she has with a her husband (they started dating just before her heart problems started), and how she often resents her successful transplant. While not a downer of a book at all, she's pretty transparent about the things that have made her unhappy during the course of her life as a transplant patient. She's genuine, getting past the fake "I'm fine, life is good, transplants are a blessing" facade that may transplant patients would feel forced to show most of the time.

Cool quotes - p.165 (on discovering many years into this journey that her husband had been quite scared at certain points) I had always thought that love was all about communication and openness. But Scott had been showing me all along that the greatest love can sometimes exist in silence: in the pauses where one person chooses to carry a heavy burden alone, quietly and without resentment.

p.217 (on not sharing all the details and concerns of her health with her son, though it applies in many other areas) The best mothers are the ones who know when to hold a thought.
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The Choice, by Nicholas Sparks

I hadn't read one of this author's books in a while and I enjoyed this one. It was a bit of brain candy, a little fluff, for me after reading a few heavier books before it.
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The Christmas List, by Richard Paul Evans
Loved this book! Quick and easy read about a wealthy, selfish, well-known businessman who discovers his obituary in the newspaper. Upon discovering the reaction to his alleged death, he decides to make some serious changes in his business and personal life. Wonderful reminder that the things we do will impact others - positively or negatively, in small ways or life-changing ways. I think it's good for all of us to periodically stop and consider what kind of legacy we'd leave behind if we were to drop dead today. Would our life have been a blessing or a burden to others?

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Cool quotes - p.72 (on things people say on blogs or websites under the cowardly cover of anonymity) The Internet is the bathroom stall of media.

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p. 296 The things that are the most necessary, the most critical to us, are the things we take most for granted. Air. Water. Love. If you have someone to love, you are lucky. If they love you back, you are blessed. And if you waste the time you have to love them, you're a fool.
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The Hope of Refuge, by Cindy Woodsmall
I wasn't crazy about the way this story was written. It almost seemed like it was done as a high school writing project. Just a bit choppy or something. I'm no editor though, so it's all good if you think she's the greatest author ever. The storyline (a woman in trouble who seeks safety in an Amish community) was fine and it wasn't torture to read, but I doubt I'll read other books from this author.

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Cool quote - p. 322 (on people being judged by their appearance) "It's not about what's on her face that makes people whisper or the men avoid her. It's about what's in their own hearts.

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Live Through This: A Mother's Memoir of Runaway Daughters and Reclaimed Love, by Debra Gwartney
The author shares the story of her struggle with daughters who rebelled after some major changes in their family, what it was like to not know where her girls were or if they were alive, the way her other daughters were impacted by the runaways, and how the story ended for their family. Interesting, but a little long.
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The New Woman: A Staggerford Novel, by Jon Hassler
Enjoyed this book! Endearing characters, quick read, will definitely check out more books by the author. Another "fluff" book for the month to keep things balanced. I think the characters in this book were also used in a series he wrote. I'll have to look into that.
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First Things First: The Rules of Being a Warner, by Kurt & Brenda Warner
I'm not into football at all and didn't even know who Kurt Warner played for before reading this, but I always enjoy a glimpse into people's lives. Plus, I love any biography (this isn't technically one, but it talks all about their lives) with photos included ... and this one has lots! The way this book was written, each chapter starting with Kurt's views on the subject and finishing with Debra's, was cool. While their experiences have been different from ours and no two families do things the exact same way, I felt myself nodding along to several of the ways they view life, particularly their approaches to parenting. Comical at times, always practical, and easy read.

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Cool quotes - p.80 (on letting your kids take risks) It helps me realize that sometimes when I'm too protective, I actually hold my kids back from achieving their potential. Sometimes, achieving your best means you fall, get hurt, or get benched on the way to greatness; but you still pick yourself up and give it your best the next time. That's what true greatness is.

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p. 93 (on teaching independence ... and something I wish every child-centered home would take into consideration) It's interesting to compare our routine, with seven kids, to the routines of other parents with only one or two kids. Occasionally I'll call a girlfriend, and she'll say something like, "Can I call you back in twenty minutes? I'm putting Suzy down for bed, and she needs me to read to her, rock her, rub her back, and sing a special song to her before she'll go to sleep." Then, before she hangs up, she'll complain about doing that whole routine. But I'm thinking, "You've trained her to need this."

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I've learned that we teach people how to treat us. So if little Suzy really needs twenty minutes of hands-on personalized attention just to take a nap, it's because she's been taught to need it. And it's fine if that's what Suzy's mom wants to do, but then she shouldn't complain that it exhausts her or that she doesn't have enough time. She did it to herself.

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Chapter 14: nothing but the best for my wife - Brenda's portion of this chapter cracked me up!
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I Love It When You Talk Retro: Hoochie Coochie, Double Whammy, Drop a Dime, and the Forgotten Origins of American Speech, by Ralph Keyes
This was another totally random selection off an endcap at the library. I read it in little snippets over the month. Loved it! I'll probably buy a copy for our family, as I think it's an excellent way to chalk up some time for English and History credit.
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THE BOOK I BAILED ON
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I Love You Like A Tomato, by Marie Giordano

I committed to reading the first fifty pages and it was painful. I just could not get into this book. At all. I have a hard time with books that say something in a foreign language in almost every paragraph. It's just too hard to read along. So, I applied my "fifty page chance" rule, then took it back to the library. Has anyone read and enjoyed it? Did it become amazingly good on page 51?

WE HAVE A MOVING DATE!

We're going to move out on 5/1. We've given notice to our landlord. I've contacted the elementary school in Wilsonville to get a jump on having Devon's speech therapy ready when we move. It's really happening.

I'll give another request for help when the date gets a little closer, but I'll put a bug in your ear about it now. In Beaverton, we'll be loading our home in one truck and my grandma's apartment (she just lives a couple blocks away) in another one. Ideally, we'll have two teams working at the same time, one at each home. In Wilsonville, we'll be unloading both trucks at the same apartment complex.

We'll be thankful for any help, as we're going to have a lot of work to get done that day. If you want to help load for an hour in the morning, help my grandma get her kitchen put away, keep the Nomes for a few hours, meet us in Wilsonville for the unloading, or hang out for the whole ordeal, then please let us know and we'll put your name on a list of helpers. We'll provide lunch of some sort for anyone who helps out on both ends of the move.

MONEY FOR THE OFFSPRING

Yesterday's little blurb about Devon's gift of a dollar to me prompted this post.

Tim and I both grew up without an allowance. We both worked through high school and I did odd jobs before then. I always thought my parents' reasoning for not having an allowance was that you do chores because you're part of a family, not to get paid. In hindsight and because my younger step-sister got an allowance, I'm thinking it may have had more to do with simply not having extra money to budget for allowances.

Given our history, Tim and I weren't planning on giving allowances to our kids. However, it's really important to us that our kids learn to manage money wisely. We talk openly about finances (learning bargain shopping lingo, seeing the long-term consequences for yourself and your family of taking out student loans, and hearing the importance of living within, or below, your means), but we knew they needed some experience of their own.

Here's the plan we came up with. Starting on the month after a child turns four years old, they get paid when we do (monthly). They are paid twice their age in dollars and have to budget it out in tithing, saving, giving, and spending. This is how it plays out at our house.

Payday - We call it "payday" with our kids because that's what we call it for us. Pretty straightforward. We explain to the kids on their first payday that we are paying them because they're contributing members of the household, just like Tim and I, and because we want them to learn to manage money wisely under our supervision. Every few months we'll ask them to tell us why they get money, just to be sure they remember and understand.

Age - We chose four years old because we wanted our kids to be young enough to have several years of managing money under our supervision before they're on their own, yet old enough to grasp the value of money and the reasons for why and how they're given the budget they have. It seems silly to us to pay a two year old. They simply can't grasp the full picture of money. Yet, waiting til a child is in middle school seems equally silly. Starting to teach about money when they're in the prime kick-off years for peer pressure, shopping with friends, etc seems like a bit of a late start.

Amount - Our goal is not for our kids to have a ton of cash, but we want them to have enough to learn lessons and have fun. Twice their age in dollars does the job. Any money they receive as a gift does not have to be budgeted. It simply goes toward their spending budget. As a sidenote, I think it's lame to make kids budget out gift money. After all, I don't see parents rationing out any other type of gift. A gift is intended to be enjoyed in full.

Envelopes - All money is kept in envelopes, one per budget category. I've been using envelopes since high school and it makes living within your budget pretty easy.

Budget - Tim and I set the amounts in such a way that the kids can have fun, while still learning some important lessons about life. As the kids get older, perhaps when they start working outside the home, and as they prove to be responsible with what they already have, then we'll give them more freedom to set their own budgets.

Cash - I withdraw the exact bills & coins that they'll need in order to put the right amount in each envelope. The amount stays the same for a year, so I just keep the list in my checkbook instead of figuring it out each month.

Math - Each kid lays their envelopes out and I give them a pile of money. At four I tell them how many of each bill and coin go into each envelope and they find the right ones. At five I tell them the dollar amount and they figure out the bills and coins. At six they learn how to figure out the percentages, then figure out the bills and coins. They stack everything on the appropriate envelopes, then I check to make sure the amounts are right before the money gets put in the envelopes.

Tithe - We want the Lord to always be first in their lives, so this is always the first envelope the kids have to put money in. The kids just bring their tithe envelope to church and empty it there, then bring it back home. We set this amount at 10% and have the following verses written on the tithe envelopes.

Deuteronomy 14:22 Be sure to set aside a tenth of all that your fields produce each year.

Deuteronomy 16:17 Each of you must bring a gift in proportion to the way the Lord your God has blessed you.

Save - We want our kids to think of the future and plan ahead, so this is always the second envelope they fill. Every few months they take this envelope to the bank and make a deposit in their savings account. They are required to fill out the deposit slip and add the amount in their register. We set this amount at 20% and have the following verse on the envelope.

Proverbs 6:6,8 Go to the ant, you sluggard; consider its ways and be wise. It stores its provisions in summer and gathers its food at harvest.

Give - Our desire is that our kids will be people who think past themselves and make others a priority, so this is the third envelope they take care of. This money can be spent however they wish, as long as it's blessing others. Sometimes they give cash, other times they buy a gift (Dollar Tree is great for this!), or mail a card. We set this amount at 20% and have the following verses on the envelope.

2 Corinthians 9:7 God loves a cheerful giver.

Acts 20:35 It is more blessed to give than to receive.

Spend - Needless to say, we all like to have some money to spend however we wish. Later on they'll have more financial responsibilities (gas, car insurance, clothing, etc) and won't have so much money to blow, but for now we set this percentage at a high 50%. No verses to back that one up, but we're ok with that.

Chores - Payday has no relation to chores at our house. If you want breakfast, then you have to have your chores done. Money has nothing to do with it. Payday happens simply because you're a member of the family. However, when the kids break something that doesn't belong to them, then they pay for it to be fixed or replaced out of their spending money.

End - We haven't decided how long we'll do paydays. No matter what our cutoff year is, we've still got a ways to go. My guess is that it will be 14 (you can get a worker's permit then), 16 (assuming you've earned the privilege of driving, then you could get to a job site without having to factor in our schedule for transportation), or somewhere around there. By that time wise money choices will be second nature for the kids anyway. Plus they'll be wanting more money than our "twice your age in dollars" amount will give them and will need to be employed to get that cash.

I think that just about covers it. It's so fun to see your kids delight in spending from their "giving" budget, learn how to do bank transactions, and understand what it means to live within your means.

I just want to add that there's not a right or wrong way to deal with money and kids. Well, giving them everything they want, setting an example of foolish money management, and/or not teaching them anything at all about money management seems pretty "wrong" to me, but I don't think there is one particular "right" method to this aspect of parenting. This is simply what works for us. Just thought I'd share it in case it could help other parents who are trying to figure out how to deal with the issue in their own family.

Update - After 4 1/2 years of paper envelopes, we switched to fabric ones.  You can read about why we made that decision here and see all our finished bags here.  It turns out that lots of other people thought fabric envelopes were a good idea and Heidi's been cranking them out ever since. You can skim her blog to see a wide variety of envelopes she's made for people.  She does great work and will use the fabric and labels of your choice, so I'd encourage you to head her direction if paper envelopes don't work well for you. 

WHAT DO THESE THINGS HAVE IN COMMON?

Nothing! Well, other than being on my mind, that is.
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Cups - Ok, this is totally random, but people often chuckle when I explain about cups around our house. So, I'll share the method to my madness. We each use one cup for the whole day, just refilling as needed. We never used sippy cups and have several kid cups like the ones below instead. Want to take a guess at which cup belongs to which kid?

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All right, I'll tell you. The two orange cups are for the boys, same color for the same gender. The dark cup is for the dark boy and the light cup is for the light boy. The turquoise cup is for Naomi, different color for a different gender. This system make it easy to mindlessly remember which kid is drinking out of which cup. The colors change from day to day, but the boys always use two shades of the same color and Naomi uses a different color.
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Meconium - Do you know what that is? It's the sticky, tar-like poop that a newborn has for the first few days of life. The midwife I had during my pregnancy with Silas gave me a tip on how to deal with that nasty stuff. I assumed it was general info shared with all preggos, but only a couple people I've mentioned it too had ever heard of it. Maybe that's the difference between my hippy midwives (and I use that term with respect because they were ... and it was awesome!) and the more traditional route of docs and hospitals. So, if you're preggo and don't have any hippies in your life, then let me share this nugget of wisdom. Ready?

Olive oil. That's it. You just need to keep some handy for diaper changes. Before the first diaper goes on the baby you'll need to smear some oil all over it's bottom and groin (in case the poop spreads). Then when the first meconium diaper comes along, it will all wipe off easily and you can oil the baby up again. If you forget or if you miss a spot, then you'll realize just how sticky that meconium is!

You know the little travel bottles you can buy for shampoo, etc.? We just put some olive oil in one of those and kept it by the diapers. Easy peasy. You could actually use olive, vegetable or baby oil. I don't suppose it really matters. Just get some oil on that little bum and keep it there until the meconium diapers have ended.

Funny story. After Naomi was born the midwives (we've had different ones with each kid, totally beyond our control) were getting the two of us cleaned up. When it came time to put a diaper on her, one of the assistants turned to Tim and started to say something. Then she started laughing because he was standing behind her with some olive oil, the very thing she was about to ask him to get. Ok, so that's not really funny, but they were impressed that he already knew that little trick.

Bookmark - I love my new bookmark and I'll tell you why. Devon gave it to me. That's why! Actually, he likes to be sneaky. He came to me one day and, with a smirk on his face, asked if I'd looked under my pillow the night before. I hadn't. That's not really something I do before falling asleep. So he told me to check that night when I went to bed. As you can guess, I found this dollar bill under my pillow. A little gift from my favorite five year old. I'm using it as a bookmark so I'll see it each day and remember (because sometimes I need the reminder) what a blessing my kids are.
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Allergies - My allergies kicked in this week. They won't get really bad for a while, but I've definitely had some itchy eyes, ears, and throat and done my share of sneezing over the last few days. The start of allergies each year always reminds me of a book we had when I was a kid. It's called Robert the Rose Horse and it's about a horse with allergies. Have you ever read it? I still have my childhood copy, but it's falling apart. At some point I need to get a new copy of it for the offspring. I've read mine to them a few times and they love it. Anyway, that's random too, but I thought of the book as I was clawing my eyes and sneezing to death after mowing the lawn yesterday.

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Reality - Tim has been home for the last 10 days and we've been off of school. We've had fun days, mellow days, and insanely busy days. Tomorrow morning he heads back to work and we dive into week 29 of school. We have eight weeks of school to complete this year and twelve weeks to get it done in. Lovely!

A COUPLE GREAT DAYS

Silas was gone from 8am - 7pm yesterday. The other two kids went down for naps at 1:00 and Tim took off for an overnighter at his extra parents' house shortly after that. Having stayed up til 2am on Wednesday night to finish a book, I was pretty tired. With one kid and husband gone and two other kids sleeping, I decided to try napping. I konked out immediately and slept for almost three hours!

I figured that Devon, Naomi & I were due for a little splurge, so we got Garlic Jims for dinner. Yum! Then we picked up Granny and headed out to get Silas. All three kids hit the sack when we got home, then I took a scalding hot shower and crawled into bed with a book. Read the first chapter, then turned out the lights and enjoyed having the bed all to myself. I realize some of you have a hard time sleeping without your spouse in bed with you, but I consider a bed to myself a luxury and relish the few nights a year that I get one.

This morning was pretty routine. Then Tim came home, picked up all three kids, and took off for the rest of the day. I had some stuff I wanted to get done during my uninterrupted time at home, so I did a few things around the house, then picked up Granny. She & I spent three hours running errands, shopping for Easter basket stuff, and trying out Peachwave, the new, self-serve frozen yogurt place down the road. It was so nice to just hang out with her without parenting or watching the clock! And the yogurt was fantastic. I highly recommend the place! There are only a few locations around the country and you can find them here.

After I dropped Granny off at her house I went home and promptly crawled under the covers. I spent the remaining three hours of my alone time finishing the book I'd started last night and reading some magazines I hadn't had a chance to look at.

Tim and the kids came home, the kids went straight to bed (they skipped naps today, so 8:00 came a little early), Tim washed dishes, I put them away, and I'm either going to read another book or watch a movie.

Oh, one more thing. I've had one brief, mild episode of chest tightness both yesterday and today. Major improvement!!

This was the perfectly mellow end to spring break. Love it.

3/25/10 THANKFUL THURSDAY

I'm thankful for an awesome library system.

What's one thing that you're thankful for?

I'M NOT DYING

A week or two ago I started having tightness in my chest. As I tend to fall into the "bodies are weird and most things will work themselves out" camp and because the tightness was sporadic and not very strong, I decided to ignore it. Over the last few days it's become more frequent and I was a little concerned. Last night it was the strongest it had ever been and lasted all evening. I got scared.

Hang on. Let's flash back to my teenage years for just a second. My mom died a month before turning 39. I was 15 and the oldest of three kids. Needless to say, my one real fear in life is that I'll die before my kids are raised. It's something I have to make a conscious effort to not obsess about it.

Ok, so back to last night. Tim was in the shower and I was in bed. Crying. I almost went to the ER. I was sure that I was going to have a heart attack and die during my sleep. The pain just wouldn't let up.

Now, you must know that I'm no wimp about pain (I'm a homebirther) and have only gone to the doctor once in the last ten years (I'm not counting routine annuals). Once, and it was because I had a raging case of strep throat. So, for me to consider going to the ER is a big deal.

I decided to just try relaxing until Tim got into bed and ended up falling asleep. I obviously lived through the night, but the tightness started up this morning. I called the doc and set up an appointment for the afternoon, then went to OMSI with the family.

The doc, who I've never seen before and immediately loved, asked me a gazillion questions, listened to my stomach, lungs, and heart, then did an echocardiogram. The results? My heart is fine!

You guys, I was a mess until the moment he told me it wasn't a cardio problem. Crying. Stressed. A total basket case. Tightness in the chest is scary no matter what, but when you're trying to outlive a mom who died in her thirties and you have three young kids it's even scarier. I'm not a fearful person (outside of being afraid I'll die when my kids are still at home), prone to worry, or a hypochondriac, but I was truly scared. When he said my heart seemed normal I almost started crying. I was so relieved!

So, the doc suspects I may have developed some reflux, one of the primary symptoms of which is chest tightness. (Wish I'd known that last night!) I'm going to try some medicine and see if the problem goes away. If so, then the problem is solved. If not, then we'll try another plan of attack.

Meanwhile, I'm sitting here right now with a really tight chest, but I have no anxiety. I'm not dying. Well, at least I'm not dying of a heart attack tonight.

Now let's just pray the medicine does what it should. While the chest pain is no longer scary, it's definitely getting annoying!

SCIENTIFIC STUDY

The Ws had a very serious task before them. One they didn't take lightly. Well, Naomi may have taken it lightly, but the rest of the family wasn't messing around.
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Before them, on two small plates, were snickerdoodles. Each plate held samples from a different recipe. Two recipes whose taste & texture results the Ws were about to analyze.
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The Ws pondered the situation. As a homeschool teacher, students, and a public school teacher, they knew the potential significance of this scientific experiment. The happiness of future snickerdoodle eaters depended on them. Would the results prove that one recipe was better than the other? Would their taste buds be accurate? What if they disagreed? How would the happiness of their family be affected? Would they let down the millions of people who were counting on the sacrificial study they were about to conduct? It was a lot to consider.

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All five Ws participated in the study. It was crucial that this be a blind study. No cheating. No preconceived ideas. The three youngest Ws prepared for a sampling of one recipe.

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Results were tallied on a very scientific chart after all family members had sampled both recipes. The votes were unanimous. This cookie was second place.
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And this cookie was first place. No doubt about it.
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The parental units thoroughly enjoyed scarfing multiple cookies after the scientific study.
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So did the offspring.
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The recipe for the second place snickerdoodle has been removed from FOR THE LOVE OF GRUB and the recipe for the first place one has been added.

ST. PATRICK'S DAY

Remember that box of hair stuff that Naomi recently acquired? Well, one of the items in it was the perfect accessory for the youngest W to wear last Wednesday. In case you can't tell from the pics, the green things are sparkly, little shamrocks.

Is she cute or what?
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Fakey smile on a cute girl.

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The festive hair decor.
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IT'S NOT SATURDAY

It's Friday. I have to keep reminding myself of that because it's felt like Saturday all. day. long.

Tim's school had the teachers work twelve hour days on Wednesday and Thursday, then gave them today off. So, he was home, the sun was shining, we got some stuff done at home, and had some fun with the kids. Seems like a Saturday, don't you think?

The day started with a baked oatmeal that I'd made up last night. Yum! A friend has baby goats at her house and invited us to bring our kids to see her "kids". So, we hopped in the van after breakfast and headed to West Linn.
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The kids got to pet and feed the goats, feed chickens, gather eggs, and check out some cows. They loved it! On the way home we stopped by Fifth Street Park and let the kids swing, climb, hang, slide, and get various wiggles out of their systems. Then it was home for lunch, followed by naps (Devon & Naomi) and downtime (Tim & Silas). I was exhausted and tried to nap, but that's rarely successful for me. So, I rested for an hour under the covers, then read for about 30 minutes.

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The afternoon was filled with playing outside (the kids), sorting through stuff in the garage (Tim), and mowing the lawn (me ... as if I'd let anyone else do it). Dinner was leftovers, which made less work for me and freed up some space in the fridge. The rest of the fam ate outside in the sun and I relaxed with my food inside. My entire head (ears, throat, nose) were itchy from allergies and I needed some non-fresh air.

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The night has been mellow. Tim and the offspring are piled on the couch watching Lady and the Tramp. I baked some zucchini cookies for everyone. Now I'm blogging.

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In 40 minutes the kids will be tucked into bed. I'm pretty sure Tim and I will pig out on cookies together, then he's watching a movie and I'm reading a book.

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A perfect Saturday. It just happened on a Friday instead.

3/18/10 THANKFUL THURSDAY

I'm thankful for indoor plumbing.

What's one thing that you're thankful for?

ROAD-HAWK

Last August Silas requested a mohawk. I obliged. October brought a request for a half-hawk. I obliged. From the day he decided to get rid of the half-hawk he's been growing his hair back out for a specific style. One he's never seen before. Today he asked me to give him a road-hawk. I obliged.
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The "before" picture - normal hair & his favorite silly face.

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Combed and clipped.

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Shaved & combed out.

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Conditioned and curly - from the top.

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From the back. I promise the bottom is more even than it looks. Curls just don't stay in straight lines.
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From the front.
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And that, my dear readers, is how I earned some "cool mom" points today. I simply gave my son the road-hawk (named as such because it looks like a road running over the top of his head) when he wanted one.

EATING & PLAYING & TALKING

There is a woman who walked by our house a gazillion times each week when we moved here. She walked with her son. My boys and I would watch her. After a while it became obvious that she was pregnant. She had a girl. Then it became obvious that I was pregnant. I had a girl.

One day I saw this woman at the park. I introduced myself and told her I felt like I knew her because I saw her almost every day of my life. We started chatting. The boys we initially had all get along. The girls we were obviously pregnant with get along. The men find stuff to chat about. The woman and I find stuff to chat about. Gotta love fun neighbors!

A couple weekends we walked over to their house and did three of my favorite things.

Eating - salmon, chicken, tortellini pesto salad, Leslie's salad, gigantic cheese puffs (major score with the kids!), kettle chips, ice cream, and apple brownies

Playing - Apples to Apples Jr.

Talking - guy stuff, girl stuff, and kid stuff

For the sake of keeping the game fun for everyone, we paired up into teams for the game. Here's a look at the competition.

Erin & Anna

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Naomi (she was actually her own team, but she jumped into this picture), me, Silas

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Brian & Eric - The Winners!!

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Devon & Tim

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MENU - SECOND HALF OF MARCH 2010

I often have new, nameless recipes on these posts. I add each recipe to FOR THE LOVE OF GRUB after I've deemed it worthy of making again. I also go back and link it in previous menu posts, which you can easily find by clicking the "recipe" label at the bottom of this post or on the sidebar. Occasionally we get a dud and I mark it as such on past menu posts.

All righty, now for the next two weeks. My goal is to have 2-3 new recipes in each rotation, but we've got several this time around. The kids and I hit WinCo this morning and we're all set for the following meals.

BREAKFASTS
oatmeal
granola (crockpot)
stuffed French toast
sweet potato waffles (batter from freezer)
zucchini bread (freezer)
bright day banana muffins (freezer)
baked oatmeal

DINNERS
leftovers x2
tacos x3
best ever chicken casserole/salad
chicken stroganoff/rice/broccoli
easy baked ham/salad/mashed potatoes
cabbage, orzo, & sausage soup/pesto bread
chicken tortilla soup (crockpot)/chips
new chicken recipe (it was a flop)/rice/frozen veggie
Italian sausage & bowties/Leslie's salad
upside down pizza (double the base, freeze half)/salad
rice cooker mac & cheese/frozen veggie

DESSERTS
apple brownies
snickerdoodles (never did them last time)

TIDY CUPBOARDS

I love things that are perfectly organized. A lot. My family doesn't care about alphabetized CDs, books being placed on a shelf in descending height order, or closets organized by color and sleeve length, so I've had to loosen up about those things (in actions only ... it still bugs me that it's not "right"). However, there's one area of my life that I have been able to keep tidy and organized. My kitchen cupboards. So, I'm going to show a couple of them off.

If you're another person who thrives on order and structure, then my cupboards probably look like yours, but you'll notice the couple things that aren't perfect about mine. That's all right. I notice them too. If you tend to be unorganized, then maybe these pics will inspire you to clean up your kitchen a little.

The baking cupboard -

Top shelf: extras of a few items, cake decorations, jello, flavorings, non-stick spray, etc. Why do I have jello? I have no idea.

Middle shelf: baking soda, baking powder, salt, cornstarch, flour (white & whole wheat), cornmeal, sugar, powdered sugar, vanilla, etc.

Bottom shelf: lots of nuts, brown sugar, poppy seeds, wheat germ, bran, pepper, bread crumbs, etc.
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The staples & seasonings cupboard -

Top shelf: oils, vinegars, peppercorns, extra spices, candy

Middle shelf: rice (brown & white), beans, pasta, raisins, sunflower seeds, etc.

Bottom shelf: seasoning blends, bouillon, spices, salt & pepper, etc. You'll notice some white labels above the spices. I have the spice rows color coded so that I can tell the kids which row to find a particular spice in when they're cooking and to guarantee that my non-organized family members put the spices back where I can find easily find them.
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If you want to organize your cupboards similarly, then I have two suggestions.

First, buy things from the bulk department. No bulky and mismatched packaging to fit into your space and you only have to buy as much as you need.

Second, get some canning jars. You can buy them any time of the year, but if you want to save a little money, then hold out for summer and canning season. That's when they go on sale. If you need to take the plunge while you're motivated, then head down to WinCo today. Both pint-sized and quart-sized jars are super handy, so start with a case of each.

So, there you go. My little haven of compulsive organization.

What do your kitchen cupboards look like? Are they generally tidy or disastrous? If you tend to be tidy, then feel free to share any ideas that may help the non-tidy among us to whip their kitchens into shape.

GENEROSITY & CREATIVITY

Generosity - A few weeks ago my friend Rebecca told me her daughter had aged out of using all her hair stuff and wondered if Naomi would like it. I said sure and expected a baggie of bows or something. Well, Naomi got a box in the mail last week stuffed with hair stuff for every possible outfit and occasion. We've got rubber bands, clips, and ribbons, all compulsively organized, coming out our ears! Naomi was ecstatic and had so much fun looking through everything.
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Creativity - My friend Sonja gives me the same gift every Christmas. One would think that could get boring, but it doesn't. She makes calendars. Lots of them! Each month includes an inspirational quote or Bible verse and is decorated to fit the theme of that particular chunk of the year. I love to see what her creative brain comes up with each year! I can't bring myself to write on it, so it's a decorative calendar propped on my piano that reminds me not only of what day it is, but also of the blessing of good friends.
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3/11/10 THANKFUL THURSDAY

I'm thankful that I get to head out alone tonight for some girl time with a friend I haven't seen in several months.

What's one thing that you're thankful for?

THE COLD STONE GIFT CARD IS GOING TO ....

Kelly!!!

A little sidenote - Kelly's name is linked to Life With Boys,her regular blog, but she also has Love Lasts a Lifetime, a great marriage blog, and Cooking for the Guys, which is filled with oodles of recipes (including almost 200 with Weight Watchers points, for those who are doing that program).

I loved reading all of the comments! I was totally ready to have an ice cream potluck (or does it have to be called an ice cream social)? Anyway, I'd love to scarf a bunch of ice cream with my blog readers. Thanks for making this blog so fun for me!

HAPPY SECOND BIRTHDAY!!

Two years ago today, in a moment of spontaneity, I started this blog. In keeping with tradition (and I think one previous birthday celebration counts as a tradition), I'm going to give away something I love to celebrate the blog birthday. This year it will be a $5.00 gift card to Coldstone. Contrary to tradition, I'll actually get the date right on this year's celebration, rather than doing it a day late like I did last year.
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Oh my. I just noticed something as I typed that word while looking at the logo. I spell it as one word but the company spells it as two. Oops.

Anyway, back to the point. We're having a blog birthday celebration and you're invited. Simply leave a comment telling me something about ice cream. It could be the last flavor you ate, the brand you're loyal to, whether or not you've ever made it at home, your favorite Cold Stone (notice I made that two words) creation, the ice cream bar you loved the most as a kid, or whatever ice cream thought crosses your mind.

All comments left between now and 11:59pm tonight will be entered into the gift card drawing.
You can leave a comment without a Blogger account, but you'll need to include your name in the post. My family members can participate. International readers can enter too, but if they win, they'll have to give me an address in the states to ship the gift card too.

I'll get the party started. I absolutely love apple pie ala Cold Stone and Dreyer's cookies and cream, my dad's mom always had chocolate pudding pops at her house, we got an ice cream maker with Amazon gift cards we earned through Swagbucks and have made a few different flavors, and I used to eat a lot of Ben & Jerry's Cherry Garcia in college.

I've never tried an ice cream I didn't like.

WE'RE NOT MOVING YET

Well, our big plan was to move in late March, but we're still in Beaverton.
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The apartment complex we want to move into doesn't have any ground floor units available right now. Since we can stay in our house as long as we want, we're going to just stay put for a little while in hopes that a ground floor unit opens up in the near future. I have no problem leading kids or lugging groceries up a flight of stairs, but it would be nice for our kids to be able to goof off without worrying about their floor being someone else's ceiling.

There are some risks and downsides to waiting, but there would be downsides to moving right now too. We'll be sure to let you know when the move is going to happen!

BROOKINGS, OREGON - PART THREE

Ok, this will be the last one of these posts about Brookings. Ready?

Actually, I want to point you toward Maryanne before I get started. And yes, this is the same friend who recently ditched her bargain shopping blog in favor of doing a photography one. The two of us and our siblings all grew up together and somewhere along the way she turned into a photographer. Her pictures of Brookings are my favorites in the whole wide world. As you scroll over her pics you'll see the names of some of the places I've told you about. If you're a Texan, then be sure to check out her album from your neck of the woods too.

Ok, now back to me and some of the things that come to mind when I think of Brookings.

Border - Brookings is the most southwestern part of Oregon, with California south and the Pacific Ocean west of it.

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Indian Sands - A pretty trail, amazing view, and lots of sand to play in.
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4th of July - Few things are better than fireworks over the ocean. Marriage proposals on the jetty do, however, make them an even better experience.

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Azalea Festival - A parade, street fair, and a gazillion other things going on around town make Memorial Day weekend the funnest weekend of the year and your best chance to run into old friends. My mom won the festival naming contest one year, my sister was a festival princess her senior year, and all three of us kids participated in the parade multiple times.

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Home - Go to the open area on the right side. Notice a thin hedge running through the middle of it? The area to the left was my last home in Brookings. Remember how I mentioned being able to hear the ocean from my room? Well, you can check out this map to see how close we were to the beach. A sexist goat, huckleberry lane, the zipline that almost killed Jimmy Greenfield, and hours spent playing tetherball - lots of memories.

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We moved an old 12x60 trailer onto the property and my parents hoped to eventually build a home. My mom got sick and that dream got put aside. However, someone eventually bought the property from us and did build a home there. Evidently it's for sale now, so you can sneak a peek at our old yard right here.
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Pictures from Mapquest, Port of Brookings-Harbor, Just Snooping, Picasa, and Mile by Mile.

And that's that. A little glimpse into the place I spent about a third of my life.

BROOKINGS, OREGON - PART TWO

All righty, here are a few more places that are part of life in Brookings. Click on the green words for more info on those locations. I've gone back and added links to the "Part One" post too.

Thomas Creek Bridge - About ten miles north of town and at 345 feet, it's the tallest bridge in Oregon.

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Pizza Deli - Ok, so they changed the name to Wild River quite a while ago and opened in other towns, but it will always be Pizza Deli to me. Yummy pizza (taco & Spirit of America are my faves) cut into manageable little diamonds.

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Azalea Park - Beautiful flowers, a perfect hill for kids to roll & run down, and where I'd have wanted my wedding to be if I'd gotten married in my hometown.

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Brookings-Harbor High School - The place I spent four years of my life. I wonder if the Local Market van still parks in front of the gym at lunch? I bought a lot of Sixlets from that van!

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Harris Beach - The great park all the out-of-towners like to camp at and a handy place to eat a deli sandwich from Ray's between school and work.
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Pictures from Panoramio, Jitka-Marek, Wikipedia, Brew Public, and Flickr.

BROOKINGS, OREGON - PART ONE

I think I'm going to do a few posts that show you the town I lived in from eight years old through high school graduation. It's a pretty place! I've got fond memories of all these places and sad memories from a few.

The port - Here's the mouth of the Chetco River. The picture makes me wonder if my love for the colors blue and green were influenced by growing up in a coastal town.

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Whaleshead - I lived across the highway and up a hill from this beach. We didn't have an ocean view, but I could hear the waves if I opened my window at night.
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Lone Ranch - I think this is the windiest beach in town, but it's a pretty place to be.
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Loeb - I spent a lot of sunny weekends up river at this park.
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Natural Bridge - This pretty spot is a little north of town.
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Pictures from Blue Pacific Realty, Navigator's Pointe, Shore Diving, and Panoramio.

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Stay tuned for more pictures, including some from one of my favorite photographers, in the next few days!

FOOD, FELONS, FOREIGN LANGUAGES, FILTH, FABRIC ... & SILAS

Too bad I couldn't think of an applicable "F" word for Silas. Oh well.

Soap - Remember that soap naming contest that Tim won a few weeks ago? The soap was created for super dirty jobs task like working on cars, so Tim tried it for the first time after changing the oil on our cars yesterday. The verdict? He said he's sold on it. So, there you go. A contest winner who became a loyal customer.

Snow Dyeing - Joyce is super crafty (quilting, soap-making, sewing, etc) and she turns out some neat stuff. However, I was totally impressed with a recent post she did about dyeing fabric in the snow. So cool! You can read about the whole process with a bunch of pics right here, but I thought I'd throw in a glimpse just for fun.
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Blog - Silas has been blogging for about a month and he loves it! In fact, I think he'd take over the computer if I'd let him. It's definitely the blog of a seven year old, but he's my seven year old and I think it's cute.
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Thief - The person who stole from us is now a felon due to crimes they committed after what they did to us. Hopefully that's the last update I'll have to give on that situation.

Egg McMuffin - Or not. What do you call a fried egg ad a slice of cheese sandwiched between two English muffins? Well, if you're at McDonald's, then it's an Egg McMuffin. If you're at our house and Tim's making breakfast, then the "Mc" isn't exactly accurate. So, what do you call that concoction at your house?

Greek - If I click into my site meter, that number on my sidebar, then I can get all sorts of info. One day I discovered someone was reading my post about "W" style hide and seek ... in Greek. How cool is that?!

3/4/10 THANKFUL THURSDAY

I'm thankful for Cindy and Rachel, my backup crew for another blog I run.

What's one thing that you're thankful for?

POWER HOUR

Tim is gone a lot from the beginning of December through the first week of March. That fact, combined with cabin fever, appointments, parties, errands, and various other obligations, means by mid-February I'm generally ready to pull my hair out. Or the kids' hair. Or whoever gets their hair too close to my hands. Last night I had a chance to briefly escape reality. This was particularly good since insomnia had given me a mere 3.5 hours of sleep on Monday night. Needless to say, I was fried. Irritable. Impatient. On the verge of a meltdown. Tim wished me well and I headed out the door.

I got in my van and drove silently, no children in the back or music through the speakers, to the store to pick up some bargain cheese. Not exactly exciting, but the silence was great. So was the fact that I could get in and out of the store in about thirty seconds without kids in tow. Then I headed for my primary destination. The library. I walked in, returned a cultural pass we had used to visit the Children's Museum, then headed upstairs. It's quiet there. I walked up and down the aisles. Slowly. A relaxing stroll through the stacks. A few titles caught my eye and I grabbed the books off the shelf. Then I walked some more. I eventually made it back to the quiet reading room. A room dedicated to silence. Bliss. I curled up in a chair facing a window and started reading one of the books I'd just picked out. I read for about 45 minutes. Then I silently gathered up my stuff and walked downstairs. I grabbed a few things that were waiting for me on the hold shelf then went to a self-check station. Next was a silent walk in the quiet night out to my van and a silent trip back home.

When I got back home I didn't want to pull anyone's hair out. Of course, the fact the kids were about to hit the sack didn't hurt. But still. A quiet hour in the library left me feeling rejuvenated. It was my power hour. I'm still looking forward for this week to end, but I think I'll survive the few days I have to live through to reach the weekend.

BLACK JELLY BEANS. YOUR THOUGHTS?

Photo from Charlie's Chocolate Factory

I was at WinCo on Sunday night and saw a bunch of jelly beans on the shelf in preparation for Easter. Now, I like jelly beans in all colors and flavors. After all, they're sugar. I love sugar. However, I really like black jelly beans. I also like black licorice (Panda brand, thank you very much) and black licorice ice cream. Nothing like a black tongue, bad breath, and happy taste buds!

What do you think about black jelly beans? Evil twist to springtime happiness or divinely inspired Easter candy? Thankful Brach's sells it by the bag or avoid it like the plague? Don't eat food that looks like deer and rabbit poop or happy that others in your household hold that conviction so that you don't have to share? Give me your opinion!!