We're all a little Nutty

Whenever we have a disagreement in our home (you know...the REALLY important kind, like over how to say the word "scriptures" in Spanish or whether I REALLY liked liverwurst sandwiches as a kid), we call my parents to prove that I am right, which I usually am. Last night, however, we couldn't resolve it with a call to my parents because they wouldn't have known. I had recited a line from the Neil Diamond song "Heart Light" and Lee was surprised that I knew it and then he referred to it as the E.T. song. I had no idea what he was talking about and then he informed me that it was written in reference to the E.T. movie. I was sure he was wrong because I had always heard it as a love song (never mind that Neil Diamond is singing about being sad that "he" had to go away from him). Needless to say, a quick trip to Wikipedia and Youtube proved that I was, in fact, ignorant of this information. Heartlight music video So, now I seek validation. Am I ...

I've been cooking up (literally) a worthy blog post for a week now. We decided that since winter wasn't acting like winter, that we'd pretend it was cold and so we embarked on a week-long soup adventure --4 new and delicious recipes and 2 old favorites. Some of our children ate a lot of bread and carrot sticks last week, but Lee was happy and that is all that mattered. Here's a report of how things went on our first ever ExSOUPaganza celebration: The kick off poster of course... Day one was a delicious black bean soup, made extra tasty with a sprinkle of red onion and fresh cilantro. Everyone liked this one. (When I say everyone I am referring only to those who actually tried it -- not the bread and carrot eaters.) Day two was my favorite of the whole week, pork vindaloo. I have tried and tried to make a copy of our favorite Indian foods and never come to something so delicious as this stew was. Definitely making it again. Served over Basmati Rice pilaf...a symph...

Last night, Sam showed us the blog that the interns at the museum have started. I read her post and felt proud of her eloquence and classiness. She must get that from her dad. Here's the link if you want to check it out... Sam's blog post Don't you think it's quaint that SAM works at the SMA?