I usually eat my breakfast in the living room while Arin has his morning ba-ba. Usually its ucky bran-type cereal, but sometimes, when the moon waxes over the the third house, I will have some delectable Bobo-tempting treat like a Pillsbury cinnamon bun. On such days as this, if I am so absentminded as to wander off mid-bite to attend to some pressing matter like putting a spoon in the dishwasher or fetching Bobo’s discarded socks from the bedroom, this is what I will find upon my return: Little man just can’t wait for his own! Guess it tastes better…

Bobosaur loves him some juice boxes! I love these juice boxes because they contain a serving of fruit AND a serving of veggies. Bobo’s not been wanting to eat much lately, and veggies are definitely at the bottom of his list, so any way I can sneak them in is a plus. P.S. I absolutely love these jammies on him… he looks like a little bunny or something and is SO cuddly!

Someone posted this on facebook, and I don’t usually take notice but the title was interesting… it was something like images of NYC composited over time but not space. I thought it would be something like, pictures from the 1920s through current day of the same location, which would be interesting, but it wasn’t. Still interesting though! The artist, Peter Funch, sits in one spot in NYC for two weeks or something, and takes a bunch of pictures. Then, he sits down and edits people/things out of some of the photographs and collages them all together so it looks like…

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Since our ‘grass’ has been… unmaintained for a number of years, it basically no longer exists. However, much of our large yard is covered with delicious, fuzzy, luxurious, verdant moss. So I wanted to encourage the moss and make a lovely moss garden… I’m starting with an area in the back behind the pool. While out raking my ‘moss garden’ yesterday I noticed some weird little … things growing on some of the moss. I had my camera and… now you’re subject to my series on ALIEN MOSS SCAPES! Mwwahhhh… You can click them to see all the weird freaky…

I love breakfast, and I especially love baking for breakfast. I was in search of new and interesting egg recipes when I came across this gem… Danish Aeggekage. I’m assuming that translates to Egg Cake. I was pronouncing it aggle-kak-en-kugel. *That’s not correct, weirdly enough. It tastes like a thick crepe in the middle (I love crepes) and the puffy edges taste like popovers. Delicious. So I’ve made this a fair number of times over the past few months… I’m trying to perfect it for my situation. It’s originally meant to be quite large, containing 8 or 10 eggs… but…

When it comes to getting into something he wants, Arin is a genius… an EVIL genius. He couldn’t stack Legos for the longest time, but he sure had no issue taking the top off this huge tin of Danish cookies. Todd brought them home from school, and someone left them in the living room. I didn’t discover his new ‘trick’ until he’d eaten about 50 of them I’m sure. This is because after sneaking a cookie out, he would carefully fit the top back on and push it closed before enjoying his tasty treat… every time. I hid them on…

For my DBA (Oracle Database Administration) class we were told to get a portable flash drive to store our databases on, one which we could easily transport to class. I already had one, but it is large and has all my precious travel photos on it, so I grabbed a new one at Costco. Well, we haven’t really needed it yet, but for the next course when we do, I decided to spruce mine up. It seems that most everyone in my classes are serious, older, already working in the field, professional IT types. So I thought of a great…