Another Bad Dream.

I have dreams that really set me back, for a whole day sometimes. I’ve always had them in fact when I was little until I was about 25, I had a recurring dream that always started a little bit further into the dream, and progressed longer each time I had it.  In that dream I was stuck inside of a clock, stuck in all of the gears (which was really the inside of a room I lived in as a child) trying to get to the light switch but was never able to because the gears kept pushing me down, or trapping my nightgown.  I HATED THAT DREAM and thankfully it’s been gone for sometime now.

Two nights ago, I had another bad one.

I felt lucid, like I was completely awake but unable to move or get out of bed.  Someone broke into our family room through the window and headed upstairs, again I could not move.  I kept thinking I was hearing Ruby cry, but then it was as if I’d drift off to sleep in the dream only to be woken up by loud thumps.  Once I finally “woke up” in the dream itself I ran out of my room and nothing was missing from the house, I ran upstairs and Ruby was asleep in her crib but her window was open and the wind kept blowing her shutters around.  There was a note written by little pricks in the wall made by a thumbtack.  I couldn’t make out what the note said, but right above her crib (Which was on a different wall than it is normally on) was a note written in the same manner that said “She’s mine, she’ll be mine one day” with an arrow pointing down to her.

Then I woke up for real.

I felt exhausted and panic stricken, of course everyone was ok.  But I really do hate those sort of dreams, they really upset me.  I wish I’d stop having them.

melissa - February 18, 2011 - 9:52 am

That just gave me the chills. So sorry you had that dream. I dream a lot…a couple a night, and once in a while it will be a bad one and I’m the same way. It will just stick with me for a while. I will pray for sweet dreams for you.

anji - February 18, 2011 - 4:32 pm

Thanks Melissa! I used to dream all the time, since I’ve had kids That’s dwindled down quite a bit. I only have them once or twice a week now, which is an improvement from where for a 2 year period I wasn’t dreaming at all. Lack of sleep with small babies totally threw off my REM cycles.

Ginger Tamari Flank Steak

This is one of my goto dishes during the week when we are super crazy and have the evenings filled with practice every night but ONE!  I’ll get it marinating in the early morning and it’s ready to throw on the grill when we get home!

What goes Into it?

Ingredients:

  • 1 Flank Steak.  I buy the biggest I can get because it gets eaten!
  • 1/2 cup tamari (aged soy sauce)
  • 1 Orange (juiced)
  • 1 Tsp toasted sesame seeds
  • 1Tsp sesame oil
  • 1 Tbsp brown sugar or honey
  • 2 inches fresh ginger, grated
  • 4-6 garlic cloves, grated
How do I make it?

Stab your flank steak repeatedly with a fork on both sides.  Grate ginger and garlic directly onto the steak and rub in all in nice and good! Combine remaining ingredients in a Ziploc and add the steak.  Seal and mix up to combine.  Let sit in the fridge for at least 4 hours (up to a day or so).

About 45 min before you are ready to cook (or before you leave for practice) pull the steak from the fridge and let it get the chill off a bit.  Heat up your grill to 450-500 degrees and cook for 5-8 min per side depending on how done you like it.  I purposely char the outside of my steak, The Hubby likes it that way.  Pull it off of the grill and let it sit for a few min until the juices can redistribute and then slice VERY thin AGAINST the grain of the meat.  Serve over Jasmine rice (I start mine in the rice cooker before we leave the house and that way it’s ready and warming when we get home) OR if you have time garlic fried rice (recipe to follow) and a simple salad.

Pablo’s birthday.

This Sunday, we celebrated my Nephew’s 6th birthday!  We went to a bounce house place where I took a bazillion photos and they all stunk because I didn’t have a proper flash, but I was able to capture the fun and excitement of the Piñata, which is a mainstay at ANY party on my Hubby’s side of the family.  Christmas, Easter, Birthday’s, Baptisms…really the occasion does not matter, as long as there is a Piñata and kids. Well, even adults enjoy getting in on the fun.

Anyway, Happy birthday Pablo, and thanks for letting us celebrate with you!  Tia loves you, even if I have too many rules!

It’s tough being a girl in this house – Part 2

My Mom used to tell me stories about how I was potty trained at a very early age, I believe it was before the age of 2.  That made me believe that my boys HAD to be potty trained by then, too.

YA RIGHT.

If you are privileged enough to be a Mommy to barbarians (oops, I meant, boys), you know that they will potty train when they are darn good and ready and not a moment sooner.  I did everything that all of those books and “experts” said to do with poor Tommy but, it wasn’t until the he was in his late 3s that he finally “decided” to lose the stinky diaper.  After the guinea pig experiment with T,  I wasn’t as bothered when Lucas and Eli followed suit.  They are BOYS after all and having Mommy wipe their little behinds as long as possible ranks right up there with, “Hey, mom, pull my finger.”

So, I kinda freaked out a couple of months ago when Ruby said “po, po”, walked into the bathroom, closed the door, did her business and then reappeared with a smile and pointing to her diaper for me to change her. “Ya right,” I thought, “she’s 1 1/2.” You can only imagine my surprise when the stank quickly caught up to her. I immediately brushed it off as a fluke. There’s no way she understands what it means to go to the bathroom.

Well, I guess I was wrong…again…regarding this potty business. The other day, Ruby announced “pee, pee”. I walked her to the bathroom and was stunned to see her walk up to the toilet, FACE THE TOILET, LIFT UP HER SHIRT AND REPEAT “PEE, PEE”.  Ok, did she really try to go pee standing up like the boys?!  I went in right after her and said “No, mommies! Girls sit down to go pee pee” and promptly put her on the potty.

I think it’s time to *strongly* encourage the boys to close the door when they go potty.

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Christine - February 11, 2011 - 6:22 pm

Anji,

Cute story, GREAT website! Your pictures, as always, are beautiful!

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