Bunny Burrow

Recipe for Mac 'n Cheese Soup by Shane Miller

Shane, being the resourceful 14 year old that he is, has been known to come home from school and make himself a little snack of sorts.

Today, it was macaroni and cheese.  Being the wonderfully domesticated gourmet Mom that I am, I buy the Kraft or Velveeta in the box that just needs the noodles boiled, drained and cheese squeezed onto it to melt.  Yeah, that's what I do -- so hush.

Anyway,...the following is our dialogue:

Me: Shane?  What kind of cereal is that?
Shane: Oh, this isn't cereal.  It's macaroni and cheese.
Me: Well, where did you get it?
Shane: I made it myself!  (big grin)
Me: Uh huh... Well, WHY does it look like soup?
Shane: I think the instructions were wrong.  I added the right amount of water but it was just too much.
Me: .....
Shane: (big grin while eating mac 'n cheese soup)
Me: Shane?  You drained the noodles after you boiled them.  Correct?
Shane: Umm, I think I missed that part...
Me: .....

How does the boy make it through the day at school? 

And next time, here on Bunny Burrow, Shane will be demonstrating how to make Spaghetti and tomato sauce soup or perhaps Beef Stroganoff stew. There are probably lots more soup recipes out there I didn't know about! ;)

I didn't really report this here BUT, the first week in December I had a kidney stone removed.

To make a long story (very long, in fact) short, the stone was too big, positioned where it couldn't be passed AND I can't pass stones anyway.  So, it was removed by going into my back and into my kidney. Yeah, OUCH!

Here is the picture.  It was taken with my camera phone in the hospital so it's not the BEST of pictures, but you get the idea.  I used a penny as reference for the size.

Gross, huh?

Anyway, I am off to the doctor to make sure all is well in the world of my kidneys.  Wish me luck!

These things I cannot do...

i sit at my desk to type this post and look over to my note pad that has the hospital room phone number on it.  I cannot move it.

I go into my bedroom and see a small green polka-dotted bag that holds toothbrush, toothpaste, chapstick, sweatshirt, ponytail holder and a book which I cannot complete that I took back and forth to the hospital to stay overnight.  I cannot unpack it.

I look at my caller ID when I get home from being out and delete all those except for the hospital and the ID that has his and my Mom's name on it.  I cannot delete it. 

When my Mom calls me on my cell phone, it says I have an incoming call from "Dad".  I cannot change it. 

I drive down the highway and am drawn to the graveside -- sometimes making me late to where I am supposed to be going.  I cannot drive past without stopping.

Will it ever be okay to 'corrupt' these things and move them around or change them?  I know it has to be, but for now it is impossible. 

Maybe I just need more time...

:)

Congrats!

Jace entered a drawing contest at a local restaurant before Christmas when he was with my Mom.  He drew a picture of a snowman that must have been pretty good because he won!  The manager called the other day to notify us of this.  We just picked it up last night.  Here is the stocking:

It is filled with lots of Coca-Cola products.  (NOTE: I will be wearing the pink Coke hat!)

The length of the stocking is just about as big as he is!  Anyway, was just a nice post-Christmas surprise! :)

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I stole this from Bev

The night of the blue fuzz....

THIS is what is to be expected when you let the dog try and sleep at the foot of Jace's bed for the first time and you go in to check on them. 

You realize that it all began HERE.  This was a small knit cap Jace has had with matching gloves since he was a tiny boy.  WHY I still have it in his closet and HOW the dog got a hold of it we may never know...  I don't think I will be having any grandchildren any time soon, so maybe this was my clue that some of the 'younger' stuff needs to be put away. And WHO knew that thing had THAT many fuzzies on that little pom pom?  (NOTE: There are also tennis shoes that have the soles ripped out of them and a bit of chewed on appeal going on there.)

Jace was more than bothered by the whole thing, as you can see.  (Please ignore that annoying tag on his pillow -- it apparently was bothering him too.)  I thought I would never get him calmed down and back to sleep.  After pulling the dog out of Jace's room and doing a brilliant dog lecture in a whisper yell (THIS my friends was funny), he proceeded to wag his tail and look for more blue fuzzies. Sheesh! 

All that whisper yelling (should we call this whelling or yispering?) did its trick though.  I'm sure of it.  You can see that the dog was PETRIFIED to step foot back in Jace's room as evidenced by this photo . 

Need I say anymore?

OH Christmas tree...

I almost forgot to post the pic of my Christmas tree! 

Here is is.  It was a pretty tree... :)

Have a great week all!

Back, Back, Back it up just a li'l bit

It's a week into 2006 and things are looking bright!  My Christmas was kind of different this year and I haven't been very personable on my blog or talkative about anything other than my grief so I am trying to lighten up. ;)

Below you will see 1 of 2 of my favorites of Christmas.  These are pink slippers from Jace.  "Chicks Rule" seems to suit me according to him, and of course -- they are pink!  I wear them every night.

Next, you will see my favoritest purse EVAR!  Shane apparently received some money from his other grandparents as part of his Christmas gift.  They had their Christmas early, so he got the money before Christmas.  He then got my sister to take him shopping with this money for a LOOOONG time (If you don't believe me, just ask her) searching until he found JUST what he was looking for.  It's a pink real leather purse with an organizer and compartments, and even a place for my cell phone.  He found it on sale for 50% off and then my sister had a coupon.  He used all his money to buy this purse and then tucked all the change inside in the compartments.  Talk about bringing me to tears!  THAT, my friends, is what Christmas is about.  To think of all the things he could have done with that money and he spent it all on ME! :)

Of course, the other part was being with my family and listening to my Mom read the poem.

I really couldn't ask for anything more...

Thanks for everyone's support, comments, and loving emails.  You know who you are, and I think you all are the BEST.

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