Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas!
We have already opened our presents, eaten our breakfast, and wondered at the difficulty of extracting toys out of their boxes. May you have an equally wonderful morning!

Another Reason for Diabetes

My friend introduced me to white chocolate popcorn and I have been a bit addicted to it lately. I have made three batches since then! To be fair, I gave away one batch, but that leaves two batches that me and my little fam have scarfed down single-handedly. We are real healthy in this house, as you know doubt can tell. It doesn't help that it is really, really easy to make. So for the sake of encouraging weight-gain and tooth-decay this holiday season, I am sharing this delightful treat with you all. You're welcome.

White Chocolate Popcorn

• One 12 oz bag white chocolate chips (use the good stuff, because the cheap stuff is all sorts of gross and waxy)
• 1/2 cup milk chocolate chips
• 2 bags unbuttered microwave popcorn (or 7 oz of popcorn kernels)

Pop the corn, get the kernels out because they are no fun, and put into a big, big bowl. Melt the white chocolate chips (microwave or double-boiler, just don't burn!) and then drizzle melted white chocolate over popcorn. Mix and fluff as you go. Your looking for a light coat of chocolate on the popcorn -- too much will make the popcorn soggy and spongy.

Spread out popcorn over cookie sheet.

Then melt the milk chocolate chips. The easiest and cleanest way is to put them in a sandwich bag, melt them in the microwave, and then snip a little corner of the bag, and drizzle the chocolate over the coated popcorn. Let it harden (put it in the fridge for faster set up).

Then, what you have, is a little bit of heaven and early onset diabetes. Boo-yah!

Attachments

Morgan is really into Claire's barbie laptop. This is how I keep finding her all over the house. She has also developed a little attachment to that little blanket that her aunt Shells made for her. She pleads for it when she sees it and then when she finally gets it in her hands she cuddles it up to her face and gives a little nervous giggle. It is fun to see how much she loves her blanket. This is the first blanket attachment we have had in our family. Claire never had any attachments to dolls or blankets, because she is so darn attached to sucking her thumb and twirling her hair into gigantic rats' nest.

Due to Claire's inability to control the twirling of her hair and her frequent desire to cut her own hair, I was forced to have her hair cut. I mourn her long hair, but Iam just starting to accept that long hair isn't in the cards for her.

And this silly girl makes this cut look cute!

Blame it on the Cable Guy

The cable guy came last week to switch our modem and he ended up screwing up some setting on my computer that makes it so difficult to sign into blogger. This means its hard to see private blogs and even harder to comment, and impossible to comment on my own blog. I don't mean to be ignoring all your questions, and I am reading your blogs. I just am having difficulties commenting. So pardon my rudeness until I get this figured out.

To answer some questions regarding our move to Virginia- Cody is in the Navy, and after we finish Dental school, we report for a GPR (a one year residency) at a naval hospital in Virginia. We will be there for at least a year, possibly longer. We are really, really excited for a new place, new people, new phase of our life. I don't want to talk about how sad I am to be leaving PA, it will just get me choked up. I have no comment on that.

Good News and Bad News

The good news is I finished my new nieces, Gabriella's, baby quilt.

The bad news is that she is already two months old.

The good news is that I designed and made the quilt myself.

The bad news is I designed and made the quilt myself.

The good news is that Gabriella and all newborns have limited vision for a while.

The bad news is that her mother doesn't have limited vision.

The good news is that it is the first quilt that I have ever quilted with my machine.

The bad news is, again, that I quilted it with my machine.

The good news is that by the time Gabriella is old enough to reason that it must have been a blind person on laughing gas who quilted her quilt, she will be attached to it and will not care.

The bad news is that once she is done being attached to it, she will be old enough to ask her mom why she would ever have been allowed to be seen with such a shoddy thing.

The good news is that maybe by that time she will have forgotten who actually made her the quilt in the first place.

And one final piece of good news: We will be moving to Virginia next summer for a year or three, to get started with the rest of our lives!