Random Tuesday Thoughts

I checked our accounts this morning and decided to do a little organization to see where our money has been going.  First, I created categories, then listed each charge or purchase or payment into each category.  Then I took it a step further and put it all in Excel.  Then, since I clearly don't have anything else to do, I calculated the percentage of the paycheck each category used.  Then, because I'm a huge uber-geek, I made a pie chart.  Yeah, I'm cool like that.  I emailed it to Hubby titled, Oct Budget Analysis Report.  I'm pretty sure he's having second thoughts now.

I just Freudian-slipped on the keyboard and started typing "sex" instead of "second".

Our place is getting really Halloween-y.  We have pumpkin lights strung in the kitchen (which LB loves) and luminaries and candles on the mantle.  Very cool.

I have a doc appt today.  Do you think JC would nap?  Do you think since it's noon and he usually falls asleep at 11am that he'd be tired?  Noooooo.  Yet again, I'm going to be that crazy lady with the two crazy kids that nobody wants to deal with.

Pumpkin Cranberry Muffins, courtesy of my dear friend Betty Crocker:
2 cups flour
3/4 cup sugar
3 tsp baking powder
1 tsp ground cinnamon
1/2 tsp ground ginger
1/4 tsp salt
1 cup canned pumpkin (not pumpkin pie filling)
1/2 cup vegetable oil
2 eggs
1 cup dried cranberries
Heat oven to 400.  Grease 12 regular sized muffin cups with shortening (I find Pam sucks for this kind of stuff) or line with baking cups.  Mix flour, sugar, baking powder, cinnamon, ginger, and salt (sidenote: Betty does not believe in the Oxford comma... that wench).  Stir in pumpkin, oil, eggs, and cranberries until just moistened.  Divide batter evenly among muffin cups.  Bake 20 to 25 minutes.  Remove muffins from pan to cool.  Here's what mine looked like (I, uh, ate one... then LB snuck one, which is why there are only ten):

I loath the word "moist".  Gross.

Another Freudian slip, I typed "sin" instead of "cinnamon".  Wow, what is wrong with me?

A good friend of mine said that she looks to me and Hubby for inspiration when she's feeling stressed being a new mom.  I'm totally flattered... and scared, at the same time.  I'm definitely not without my faults!  But if my occassional-single-parenthood-due-to-the-Navy helps her, then I'm glad at least some good comes from it!  ;)

Dammit, we're almost out of olive oil... I think I may need a new cookbook, one that is titled "What To Cook When Your Cupboards Are Bare or When You Need To PCS (aka, Move)". 

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