I've really been into baking lately. Dunno what it is but I've been enjoying it a lot. Now, I don't do anything fancy - by any means! I dunno what the crap I'm doing half the time. Can't make anything gorgeous like Kameron's Cake Pops but I make a mean cookie. LOL I tried my hand at a Cold Oven Pound Cake and had a near disaster when half the bottom came off in the pan. Yay me! Anyway - I haven't been posting any of the recipes or anything over here because..well...I really don't have a reason other than I'm a bad blogger. But there's a bunch on my Facebook. Nice, right? LOL Well, that's where all my food p-orn is. Pictures, descriptions...all of it.
Guess who's a twit? Exactly. Me. And not just because I never get around to your blogs or leave any comments. Nope, because I signed up for a Twitter account last night. Feel free to follow me. I give you permission. I'm sure I will say many witty and profound things in my tweets. I can just feel the creative juices flowing at 140 characters or less.
I've been doing a QOTD on my FB page. I think I'll do one or two over here, too. Yk? LOL
Did ya get all that? Hmmm??
Oh, and look - my boy is 5 months old already!!!
Today's question over on FB:
Assuming that complete recovery were instantaneous, would you be willing to accept a year of total paralysis below the neck to prevent the otherwise certain extinction of a species of animal? Under what circumstances WOULD you accept Total Paralysis? To cure a type of cancer? To end child abuse? To wipe out a disease? To end hunger?
Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Ya Win Some, Ya Lose Some...
And today someone is going to win some!!!
What? A $55 Gift Code to any of the CSN Stores.
Thank you all for all the entries, and if you hopped over here just to join a contest - thanks, too. Feel free to stay and watch me make a fool of myself on a consistent basis. :-)
The winner, according to the Random Integer Generator:


Congrats, Bridget!! I'll email you the prize code and you can get to shoppin'!!
What? A $55 Gift Code to any of the CSN Stores.
Thank you all for all the entries, and if you hopped over here just to join a contest - thanks, too. Feel free to stay and watch me make a fool of myself on a consistent basis. :-)
The winner, according to the Random Integer Generator:
Congrats, Bridget!! I'll email you the prize code and you can get to shoppin'!!
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Friday, February 25, 2011
Something for Almost Nothing
It's been awhile since we (we? why do I always refer to myself as more than one person??) had a giveaway here at Sacred and Profane. I think it's about time, eh?
I've done some reviews for CSN Stores before, as I'm sure have many of you! They have a whole bunch of great stores and sell a bunch of great things like office furniture.
What's in this for you? How about a $55 Gift Certificate to spend at any of their stores? Sounds good to me! And if you play your cards right - you can spend it on something that has free shipping. That there is something for nothing, my friends! Well, almost nothing. You still have to enter.
All you have to do to enter is leave me a comment. I like to make your life easy. I don't need to know what you'd spend it on or anything else. Just leave me a comment! I'll leave the giveaway open until Saturday at Midnight Mountain Time and draw the winner on Sunday by Noon Mountain Time.
Good luck and Happy Friday!
I've done some reviews for CSN Stores before, as I'm sure have many of you! They have a whole bunch of great stores and sell a bunch of great things like office furniture.
What's in this for you? How about a $55 Gift Certificate to spend at any of their stores? Sounds good to me! And if you play your cards right - you can spend it on something that has free shipping. That there is something for nothing, my friends! Well, almost nothing. You still have to enter.
All you have to do to enter is leave me a comment. I like to make your life easy. I don't need to know what you'd spend it on or anything else. Just leave me a comment! I'll leave the giveaway open until Saturday at Midnight Mountain Time and draw the winner on Sunday by Noon Mountain Time.
Good luck and Happy Friday!
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Tuesday, February 22, 2011
I Lay Corrected
I'd stand but laying just seems to fit this situation a bit better.
The other day I told you about the burning pits of hell descending upon my nether regions. I bad mouthed the KY Intense. I may or may not have scared a whole bunch of you into thinking that, when applied, your girl parts would spontaneously combust - and not in a good way.
I need to make some corrections.
First of all - we bought the wrong stuff. Because we're smart like that. (I say we but I really mean Rob.) We bought the Ky Yours & Mine gel. It's warming gel. I suppose it did get rather warm, didn't it? Kind of like dry humping a heating pad.

I stand by my previous statements - that stuff is not good. It is bad, bad, very bad. It made me want to drag myself across the carpet like a dog with worms.
But, we still wanted to try the Intense because we'd heard some good stuff about it! So, we tried it. Twice. The first time it didn't do anything for me. We thought maybe my head just wasn't in the game, yk? It's been a long couple of weeks here with strep, sinus infections, ear infections and RSV. Mama's tired. Plus, we'd already had sex twice that week which is nearly my MONTHLY quota. So we chalked the lack of firepower up to that.

Then we tried it again. Are you sitting there waiting for me to tell you about how mind blowing it was? Well, I COULD tell you that but it would be more of a testament to Rob than to KY Intense. Once again, there was nothing. Perhaps my hoo-ha lacks proper sensation from vaginally birthing 5 children? Naw. We're just, apparently, in the 17% of the population that this stuff doesn't work for. Yay us!
On the plus side? It didn't make my crotch feel like I was straddling the sun naked.
The other day I told you about the burning pits of hell descending upon my nether regions. I bad mouthed the KY Intense. I may or may not have scared a whole bunch of you into thinking that, when applied, your girl parts would spontaneously combust - and not in a good way.
I need to make some corrections.
First of all - we bought the wrong stuff. Because we're smart like that. (I say we but I really mean Rob.) We bought the Ky Yours & Mine gel. It's warming gel. I suppose it did get rather warm, didn't it? Kind of like dry humping a heating pad.

I stand by my previous statements - that stuff is not good. It is bad, bad, very bad. It made me want to drag myself across the carpet like a dog with worms.
But, we still wanted to try the Intense because we'd heard some good stuff about it! So, we tried it. Twice. The first time it didn't do anything for me. We thought maybe my head just wasn't in the game, yk? It's been a long couple of weeks here with strep, sinus infections, ear infections and RSV. Mama's tired. Plus, we'd already had sex twice that week which is nearly my MONTHLY quota. So we chalked the lack of firepower up to that.

Then we tried it again. Are you sitting there waiting for me to tell you about how mind blowing it was? Well, I COULD tell you that but it would be more of a testament to Rob than to KY Intense. Once again, there was nothing. Perhaps my hoo-ha lacks proper sensation from vaginally birthing 5 children? Naw. We're just, apparently, in the 17% of the population that this stuff doesn't work for. Yay us!
On the plus side? It didn't make my crotch feel like I was straddling the sun naked.
Monday, February 14, 2011
That was Intense...
Dear K-Y,
After watching all the commercials and hearing all the hype about your K-Y Intense Lubricant, we could resist no longer. We had to try it. Well, I mean, we LIKE Intensity, yk?
Listen, I just don't think it lived up to the hype. Neither Rob nor I ended up on the wrong end of the bed. No one smoked after wards. Oh, the sex was good and all - but it's generally always good. (Hello? We HAVE 5 kids!)
The one thing I didn't expect, though, was for my crotch to burn like a hooker with an STD. Holy cats, batman!
I guess you could say that Rob fell in to a "burning ring of fire". *snicker*
We'll give it one more shot, but I might need to build up some courage, first!
Me and my crotch of fire are regretfully not sold.
heidi
After watching all the commercials and hearing all the hype about your K-Y Intense Lubricant, we could resist no longer. We had to try it. Well, I mean, we LIKE Intensity, yk?
Listen, I just don't think it lived up to the hype. Neither Rob nor I ended up on the wrong end of the bed. No one smoked after wards. Oh, the sex was good and all - but it's generally always good. (Hello? We HAVE 5 kids!)
The one thing I didn't expect, though, was for my crotch to burn like a hooker with an STD. Holy cats, batman!
I guess you could say that Rob fell in to a "burning ring of fire". *snicker*
We'll give it one more shot, but I might need to build up some courage, first!
Me and my crotch of fire are regretfully not sold.
heidi
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Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Can I offer you a Halls?
Things I'm tired of hearing:
Coughing
Gagging
Hacking
Whining
Crying
Moaning
Coughing
Seriously. I think I might lose my mind if people don't stop friggin' coughing around here.
Love,
heidi who is stuck in the land of Strep Throat and Sinus Infections
Coughing
Gagging
Hacking
Whining
Crying
Moaning
Coughing
Seriously. I think I might lose my mind if people don't stop friggin' coughing around here.
Love,
heidi who is stuck in the land of Strep Throat and Sinus Infections
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Tuesday, February 1, 2011
That's Weird, Al.
I love to watch cooking shows. My favorites are the cooking competition shows, but I'll really watch any of them (except Giada. Can't STAND her.) Since we don't have cable I watch most of my cooking shows on the PBS Create channel or on Hulu. Master Chef, Top Chef, Hell's Kitchen, Iron Chef America, Chopped, Worst Cooks in America - love them. Since I'm such a connoisseur of cooking shows, I thought I throw out an idea to all of you producers that are reading my blog right now for inspiration. (ha!)
In all of my viewing of TV cooking shows, I have yet to see one that would work in my reality. Never is my kitchen empty and devoid of all other human beings. 30 Minute Meals? Rachael, honey, it takes me 30 minutes to peel the kids off of me and get INTO the kitchen. Cooking for Real? Puh-lease. For real entails math homework, screaming babies and fighting kids while another young person tries to dig in the fridge because they're hungry and just can't wait and daddy is calling to say he has to work late. The TV is on, the kids are talking back and forth the computer is on...I don't have the time nor the luxury to put together something fabulous and to wander through my garden picking herbs I grew myself. Besides, by the time I get it to the table they've inhaled it before I can even sit down. At our house, we end up praying and thanking God for our food AFTER we eat more often than not. Nice, huh?
So that's what I'm proposing, food programming producers and network bigwigs. A cooking show with a mom trying to get dinner on the table. Nothing fancy but something yummy. Something that can be created in the midst of chaos. We could call it 'Witching Hour'. No? How about 'That IS Dinner!'? 'Sit down and eat'? 'This isn't a restaurant!'?
'Just eat it.'
In all of my viewing of TV cooking shows, I have yet to see one that would work in my reality. Never is my kitchen empty and devoid of all other human beings. 30 Minute Meals? Rachael, honey, it takes me 30 minutes to peel the kids off of me and get INTO the kitchen. Cooking for Real? Puh-lease. For real entails math homework, screaming babies and fighting kids while another young person tries to dig in the fridge because they're hungry and just can't wait and daddy is calling to say he has to work late. The TV is on, the kids are talking back and forth the computer is on...I don't have the time nor the luxury to put together something fabulous and to wander through my garden picking herbs I grew myself. Besides, by the time I get it to the table they've inhaled it before I can even sit down. At our house, we end up praying and thanking God for our food AFTER we eat more often than not. Nice, huh?
So that's what I'm proposing, food programming producers and network bigwigs. A cooking show with a mom trying to get dinner on the table. Nothing fancy but something yummy. Something that can be created in the midst of chaos. We could call it 'Witching Hour'. No? How about 'That IS Dinner!'? 'Sit down and eat'? 'This isn't a restaurant!'?
'Just eat it.'
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