How do you achieve perfect balance in your life? Is it even possible? How can you live in a state of harmony when family life consists of one dramatic adventure after another?
I was thinking on the walk home from school this morning how each cup of coffee I consume in the morning has its own unique characteristic. Personality, even.
The first cup, for example, isn’t so much about taste, but rather a jolt. (No, that’s not right, I hate jolts, or rushing, or loud noises that early.) The first cup is like a lifeline. It gets consumed, almost gulped, and I can’t say I’m fully aware of its properties, however yummy they may be.
The second cup, usually sipped and savoured shortly after the first cup, has a much more prominent presence. You know what I mean? I can smell the lovely scent with my nose, I can feel the warmth of the cup with my hand, I can taste the full-bodied deliciousness on my tongue. I enjoy the second cup.
Unfortunately I cannot have a third cup until after the children are dropped off. The school is a 5-block walk one way, and by the time I return home 45 minutes later, my bladder, which, incidentally is the size of a coffee bean, cannot hold it any longer. Discomfort due to coffee is unpleasant.
So now I sit here with my freshly brewed third cuppa joe, and can once again feel the love.
Today I will:
-drink no more than 2 cups of coffee
–drink several glasses of water with slices of lemon
-lay off the cheese, crackers, bread and sweets
-harvest the arugula and eat a salad for both lunch and dinner with it
-and plan a blog post for every day this week.
Look. I’m a thirsty kinda gal. Ok? I drink my coffee, I drink my water, I drink my wine.
Given that I drink something all day, I tend to frequent the bathroom fairly often.
All that liquid in a tiny bladder abused by two bouncy babies while pregnant will do that to a woman.
So why is it that I can’t spend 60 seconds alone in that bathroom? WHY?
I had to pee. I glance around the house. Kids are playing together in another room, dog is fast asleep, Javadad is downstairs in the office.
A walk to the bathroom. I don’t hear the pitter patter of tiny feet or dog paws following me.
The second I pull down my pants, the first one arrives. She analyzes the situation, then drags her potty closer to me and imitates my action.
20 seconds behind her is the 3yo. “Mommy, Sonja doesn’t want to play with me anymooooreee…”
Next I hear, then see the dog. He wants out. HIS bladder is the size of a prairie province and he was out less than an hour go. Why now?
Of course the family is still incomplete. Javadad has to pick THIS moment to ask me a question. “Where did you say the newspapers are?”
I mean, I spend the LEAST amount of time in the bathroom relatively speaking to the rest of the family and I don’t get 60 seconds of peace to have a pee.
Ok, those Iced Caps from Tim Hortons look WAY TOO SWEET. I mean, just looking at them makes my teeth ache.
So here is my version of an ever-so-yummy Iced Coffee drink. It doesn’t taste right to me to use a different kind of ice cream, but you can sub the type or flavour to your heart’s content. And I’m sure you can alcoholize it with some coffee liqueur for a dessert type drink. And add whip cream….
Javaline Iced Coffee
- Make fresh coffee and let cool. Freeze some in ice-cube tray.
- Put 6-10 frozen coffee ice cubes in blender and hit “ice crusher”. Make coffee snow.
(if you don’t have frozen coffee ice cubes use normal ice cubes and add cool/cold coffee to the snow)
- Pour more cold coffee into the snow if you have some on hand.
- Add 2-4 tablespoons of PC Chocolate Almond Bark ice cream.
- Blend on low setting.
- Pour into cold tall glass, add a straw, whip cream (or not) and enjoy.
Scene: Mommy’s bedroom. Baby in bed with mommy, nursing. Pitter patter of little tot feet.
Time: 6:05 am
Mommy: hi Benski, you wanna come and snuggle with us?
Mommy: take Nuggi out of your mouth, I can’t understand you.
Tot: I got poops in diaper.
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I am soooooooooo unimpressed. Who could possibly stay in a good mood after cleaning up S**T in a diaper of an almost 3 year old kid before the coffee maker kicks in? HUH?