We went back to the Zoo on Sunday. The goats are still #1, but M's identification of the seals (they were actually sea lions, because they have small ears, but I hadn't read the sign yet) seemed worthy of posting a first video.
On the topic of cereal, I am happy to report that the rice cooker is earning its keep. I can't take full credit for this "recipe" because my dad is the source -- and it might not really be a recipe since there are only three ingredients. Basically, as cooking begins, add a dash of cinnamon and a sliced apple to any form of oats (steel cut or whole are best) and you've just taken breakfast to the next level. For M's sake, I peel the apple, but you don't have to if you are cooking for someone with a full set of teeth.
Moving on to other random topics. I've been in a sugar coma for the past few days. The aforementioned brown sugar blondies started the bender and then I made cookies. It got so bad that R took the ziploc bag of remaining poison to his office (on Sunday!). Yes, those are crab shaped cookies, representing my astrological sign (the cutters were a gift). I don't own any heart shaped cutters so I had to freestyle - which was time consuming - so I reverted to the cutters I had on hand (the star was the most neutral of my Christmas cutters)...
R is away this week so I plan to ride the wave of low standards that began last week. This also means I will (try to) be more methodical about everything, including but not limited to: going to bed at a decent hour, drinking extra water, setting up the coffee the night before (I'm a decaf junkie), hiding half of M's toys so there are less to put away at the end of the day, making sure my phone and computer are charging every night... Basically, keep my s#*t together. Sounds like a blast, right? Actually, there is something really satisfying about this mode. Plus, despite missing him, we are going to have a fabulous week, starting with a lot of love on Valentine's Day.
Contrary to operation low standards, I cracked open a (grownup) book this weekend. Naomi Klein's The Shock Doctrine. It's very well written and, by page 25 (incidentally the "introduction"), I felt that she had clearly stated her case (with reasonably fleshed out examples) which seems disturbingly real. I get it. In line with operation low standards, I'm not convinced that I need to continue reading the book. I am not proud of this. A post for another time is: all the books I am currently reading.
In the random spirit of this post, I happened to look through old pictures in my "photo booth". Here are two. The first is from several years ago, pre-kid. It cracks me up every time. The second is from when M was just a small frog. So sweet.
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