We Couldn’t Have Imagined.

According to Jenny, depository of all obscure dates in history, last Tuesday was our third blogiversary.

Can you believe it’s been three years? I know. I can’t either. So many of you have been here since the beginning, and I can’t tell you how much that means to us.

Thinking about our blogiversary got me to thinking about how this whole debacle started, and how many cool things have come of it.

Three years ago, I suggested we start a blog for two reasons. 1) We cracked ourselves up, and 2) I wanted to get Jenny off my back about the book I knew we’d never have time to get around to writing.

Back then, we had no idea what we were doing.

(And we totally do now, in case you were wondering. Yep, we really have our act together. Or something.)

We barely knew what a blog was, let alone what possibilities lay ahead.

We couldn’t have imagined the opportunities that would come our way. The trips we would take, the people we would meet, the friends we would make (too many to link, but you know who you are), the fun we would have.

It still kind of amazes me, to be honest.

Three years ago, we couldn’t have imagined using this blog to welcome Sammy into the world, and we certainly couldn’t have imagined that Jenny would blog her way through her third pregnancy.

We couldn’t have imagined that this blog would bring us closer to each other – we would have said it was impossible. We couldn’t have imagined that it would connect us to friends and family all over the country.

But perhaps most importantly, we couldn’t have imagined how incredible it would be to have a record of our lives. The good times and the bad, the fun-filled days and the sleepless nights. The funny things our kids said and our most embarrassing moments, the potty-training trials and the first days of school.

We couldn’t have imagined any of it. But I’m so thankful for it all.

Happy blogiversary, Cousin! I can’t imagine anyone I’d rather make fun of write a blog with. Love you!

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I’m Melllllltttttttiiiinnnnngggg…

Why yes, it is that hot here in Ohio. But that’s not what I’m talking about.

I’m talking about how I’m melting all kinds of stuff in my microwave!

My Frigidaire over-the-range microwave has all sorts of buttons that do cool things, but the one I’m currently obsessed with is the melt/soften button.

It gives you the option to melt butter or chocolate, or to soften cream cheese or ice cream. Which, coincidentally, covers all four main food groups.

I discovered the beauty of softening cream cheese when I made taco dip for a baby shower a few months ago. I had always “softened” my cream cheese by smooshing it around in the foil pouch before unwrapping it, but that day I gave the button a try. I was surprised by what a difference it makes – it blended together with the sour cream so well, and there were no cream cheese chunks, just creamy smoothness.

I just tried out the other soften option – ice cream – the other night. Kate and Andy wanted some ice cream (I didn’t have any, I swear! I only ate a couple bites out of the carton to test the melty-ness. And also what was left of Kate’s. *ahem*), and the new half-gallon carton was frozen solid. I put the whole thing in the microwave and hit the “soften ice cream” button twice to indicate that it was a half-gallon, not a pint. Had I been using the timer alone, I would have set it for 10 seconds, so imagine my surprise when the timer started counting down from 2.5 minutes. I thought for sure I was going to have ice cream soup on my hands. Speaking of my hands, I practically had to sit on them to keep from pressing “stop.” But I decided to let the microwave do its thing, and I was glad I did – the ice cream was perfectly softened. Not too much, not too little.

From this experiment I learned two things. 1) the microwave is smarter than I am; and 2) soft, creamy ice cream is freaking good. I had no idea! Apparently I’ve always scarfed it down so fast that I haven’t given it time to get to the proper consistency.

Finally, the “melt” button. I’ve been using it to melt butter for a while now, and it works perfectly, but I had been wanting to try out its chocolate-melting skills. I googled “melted chocolate chip cookies” and came up with this recipe for chocolate chocolate chip cookies. I had to be able to give an honest review of this feature, you know! I made them for you! But since you weren’t there, I ate them all.

Anyway, when I took the chocolate chips out of the microwave, they still looked like chocolate chips. I was slightly confused. But when I stirred them up, I found that they were perfectly melted, and not the slightest bit scorched. Very impressive.

I still can’t believe how many features this microwave has. It’s pretty amazing, really. It can do it all – from melting chocolate to steaming ears of corn – with the touch of a button. Even I can’t screw it up.

Most of the time.

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I wrote this review while participating in a Test Drive Campaign by Mom Central on behalf of Frigidaire and received a Frigidaire Range/Microwave to facilitate my review.

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All Grown Up

Monday night, Sammy went from looking like a hobo child with no parents…

…to looking like a four year old.

And all it took was two suckers, one bandaid, two cutting devices, four hands, a million tears, and $12.

It was, in a word, awful. He’s going to need therapy. But he looks pretty cute, and strangers no longer tell him he needs a haircut.

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