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Mommy Talk

{ August 10, 2007 @ 7:30 pm } · { mommy talk, mommymatter, motherhood, notsosinglemama, parenthood }
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It’s Friday! That means it’s time for another airing of MommyTalk, courtesy of BlogTalkRadio. Tonight’s show will be hosted by Mommy Matter member Fiestymom, as the regular host — the phabulous Wench on the Bench — is in the middle of moving into her phabulous new house.

Tonight’s guest host will be Shannon — otherwise known as Mommy Matter member bits78. She’ll be sharing crazy and gross stories of what’s she’s encountered while working in the ER. It’s guaranteed to be an hour of great listening and good laughs.

You can also participate in the show. Callers can dial 646-716-7046 to chat with the ladies or email the host at ontheair@mommymatter.com.

For the show time in your time zone, all you need to do is click on the link to the MommyTalk page. From there, you’ll be able to listen to the show once it begins. You’ll also find archives of the previous shows on that page. So put the kids to bed tonight, grab your beverage of choice, and spend an hour of your time kicked back, enjoying a good laugh or ten.
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Miss M and Howie

{ August 9, 2007 @ 10:28 pm } · { Miss M, craft, crafting, etsy, etsybloggers, etsykids, etsymom, motherhood, notsosinglemama, ramblings }
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Every day, it seems The Fabulous Miss M has made a new discovery or learned to do something new. These past few days have been no exception. I love being the Mama to a 7-month-old, so curious about every sight and sound.

First, a nose has holes. Yes, she’s discovered her nostrils. No digging, as of yet. She just “fingers” them… for a good stretch of time. A great occupier of time, nostrils are.

Then, she fooled me. All of a sudden, she started sticking her tongue out and playing with it while making “Aah” sounds, as if a doctor had asked her to stick out her tongue. I assumed she had just discovered something new about her tongue, maybe the way it felt or something. Nope. Today, I found out what she’s really trying to do. I’ve been playing with her lately, using my hand on her mouth to make ‘Indian sounds.’ I had her on my lap tonight, and she grabbed my hand and pulled it to her mouth… her way of saying “C’mon Mama!” So our little game began. Soon my hand was drenched with sticky teething-baby drool, so I pulled it away to wipe it on my pants. Out comes her tongue, up goes her little fingers, and the “Aah” sounds begin. She has her own little way of making ‘Indian sounds.’ It was too adorable!!!

Oh, and my eyebrows. She pets them.

If this keeps up, I’ll never run out of funny tidbits to share.
I’ve begun work on Howie the House Fly, the first item of my Felt Fuzzies line. In fact, I’m working on my third design of him. Just trying to perfect him to a point that I’m satisfied. I’m my worst critic, of course, so I find myself examining each finished version until I find something I can improve upon. Then I start all over. I’m pretty happy with the way this third one is going, though, so it just may be the keeper. We’ll see, I suppose.

Dang computer and keyboard aren’t cooperating tonight. Grr.

First Encounters and Dijon Chicken

{ August 6, 2007 @ 12:39 am } · { Miss M, etsy, food, mommymatter, motherhood, notsosinglemama, recipes }
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The other day, Miss M had her first encounter with a fly. Yup, a fly. At seven months old, she had never seen one until that day. And of course, this particular fly landed on her nose. What does a 7-month-old do when a fly lands on her nose, you ask? She wrinkles said nose, flutters her eyelashes, and opens her mouth to eat the fly. That’s right. My daughter is a Venus fly trap wannabe. She tilted her head back with mouth wide open, trying to get it into her mouth. It truly was an adorable sight to see. One of those why-do-I-not-keep-my-camera-up-my-ass moments. One day I’ll learn.

I am now an official member of Etsymom! Yay!

I could not, for the life of me, figure out how to display my Etsy Mini on this blog. So… I created another blog at Blogger. I will be making that my Etsy-only blog. To get to it, just click the ‘Butterfly Bows N More on Blogger’ link in my Blogroll.

Speaking of new links added to my Blogroll, there is one for Mommy Matter’s MySpace page as well. Kudos for member Rain on setting it up, and member Stina for providing the awesome background.

I promised the Dijon Chicken recipe to whomever reads this blog. We had it for dinner last night, served with rice. Deeee-lish! I love the stuff.

Dijon Chicken
4 boneless, skinless chicken breast halves
1/2 tsp. salt
1/4 tsp. pepper
3 Tbsp. Dijon mustard, divided
1/2 c. flour
3 Tbsp. butter or margarine
1 c. heavy cream

Pound the chicken between two sheets of waxed paper to a 1/4 inch thickness. Season with salt and pepper. Spread 2 Tbsp. of the mustard over both sides of the breasts. Put flour in shallow dish and coat both sides of chicken with flour. Melt butter in skillet over medium-high heat. Brown chicken breasts in butter for about 3 minutes per side. Remove. Pour cream into skillet and boil rapidly for 2 minutes, scraping up any bits stuck to the skillet. Remove from heat and stir in remaining 1 Tbsp. of mustard. Add more mustard and seasonings to taste.

You may also need to add more flour to the sauce to thicken it up. Sometimes I’ll have to, and sometimes I won’t. Serve the sauce over chicken. I also love the sauce over white rice. This recipe is super easy and oh-so delicious. If you try it out, please tell me what you think of it.

Catching up. Somewhat.

{ August 3, 2007 @ 1:33 am } · { craft, etsy, mommymatter, motherhood, notsosinglemama, ramblings }
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Ah, my poor, neglected blog. I had every intention of writing regularly. Truly, I did. But life happens, and intentions get pushed to the wayside of mommyhood and life’s little dramas. Things have died down somewhat, and I now have a sense of normalcy about me. Thank GOD! Now, if only I could get rid of these pesky headaches, but I’m sure they’re my fault for spending every night at the computer till the wee hours of the morning. Insomnia is fun, folks.

Mommy Matter has been a little slow, other than the wee bit of crazy drama that broke loose yesterday and today (Let it go already, please!), so it’s given me some time away from that addiction of mine. That, and the fact that I haven’t really been in the mood to jump right in, as of late. I must note, however, that member texasmom — moderator for the “Cooking With Rachel” board — liked my recipe for Dijon chicken so much that she posted it to share with the other members. Totally made my day! I will have to post it for y’all tomorrow because it’s after 1 a.m. now, and I really don’t feel like digging for it.

I’ve begun participating on the etsy forums, trying to bring traffic to my etsy shop. And I do believe I’m going to look into joining some of the groups to help promote it, also. I read on one forum topic that some have made sales due to interest created from a MySpace page dedicated to their goods. So tonight, I spent a chunk of time creating my own MySpace page for just that. I am really wondering if it will help drum up interest, or not. I hope it does. Could really use some sales right now not only for the money, but also for the confidence boost. I get all giddy when someone “Hearts” me or buys an item.

As for the always fabulous Miss M, since last posting, she has learned to sit by herself! And just today, she began to army crawl. I’m so sad over this. I really don’t want her to get bigger or grow up. I want her to stay my little cuddly baby. Her father, on the other hand, is through the moon with her development and is already talking of her walking. He thinks having more kids will make up for my baby growing up. He obviously knows nothing, LOL.

Finger swoop

{ July 14, 2007 @ 1:18 am } · { chalk it up to another lesson learned, huge scare, motherhood, notsosinglemama }
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The sound of her choking awoke me and sent me into a complete panic. I rushed to her Pack-n-Play and opened her mouth. Saw multiple colors. Multiple colors? Without thinking, I popped my index finger into her mouth and pulled out a band aid. Yes, a band aid. A multi-colored Backyardigans band aid. I had put her to bed for the night with band aids on her legs, left over from her shots late that afternoon, without giving it a second thought. Never did I picture her trying to eat them. What if I hadn’t heard her? How would I have lived with that guilt? I picked her up, held her tightly, and apologized profusely for having put her through yet another first-time mommy torture test.