Little Frog’s World

One of the things that drives me nuts being pregnant is my sense of smell. I smell something once and it seems to linger for weeks. I had that problem in my other apartment when one of the apartment handy men had a cigarette in the apartment below us once and I smelled it for months. The smell had gone away just my nose kept saying it was still there. I thought that I was having that problem again. I understand that pets have accidents and I thought that someone’s pooch( or feline) had an accident in our front hall where all the mailboxes are. I’ve been smelling it for weeks now and figured that it was my imagination again. Nope. This past week’s free newspaper is still on the floor in there and there is a suspicious yellow stain on the entire pile. Which means that either this pet has a serious bladder problem or we have a really lazy owner. I think it’s time to put a call into the rental office.

I have vague memories of my parents making either this dish or something very similar when I was growing up. It’s super simple and seems like something that they would make. Between scouts, various sports leagues, school functions and Dad’s bowling night dinner was something either quick or something that could be started and forgotten about till it was just about ready.

3-4 boneless skinless chicken breasts( I use 3. One for me, one for Nerdling and one for Nerdling’s lunch the next day)

1 jar or can pasta sauce

1-1 pound box of pasta

Shredded cheese

Preheat oven to 350. Put the chicken into a baking dish and cover with pasta sauce. Cook for about an hour till just about done. Make the pasta according to the directions on the box. When the chicken is just about done( I fully cook because I’m paranoid like that) remove the chicken from the dish and add in the pasta. Mix the pasta and sauce that’s in the pan and put the chicken back on top. Sprinkle with shredded cheese of your choice and finish baking till chicken is done.

1. Why do the places that have expectant mother parking  have the bathrooms as far as humanly possible away from the door?

2. Whom ever came up with the formula to determine recommended serving sizes has never dealt with pregnant women or a six foot eight inch man. Or it seems anyone over the age of five.

3. Why does my mail carrier always leave a failed delivery attempt notice in my mailbox when they make no actual attempt to deliver the package? And they know I’m home all day? Yep I called the post office to complain. Even said I would be home the next day waiting for the redeliver attempt and still got the notice.

4. I think there is someone out there laughing at all the people trying to use the voice prompts during customer service calls. They are not easier nor do they save time. “No it’s C Z not C C.” Grrr. ” Dang it you computer generated chipper female voice it’s C Z not Z Z. Agent darn you Agent!” Yes that’s somewhere out there as part of the actual transcript of me trying to change my address with one of those programs.

5. Why can my kid hit my kidney with his bony little foot with the unerring aim of a pro soccer player but I can’t hit the garbage can with frosting from three inches away?

Forget ice cream for me right now the ultimate comfort food is either cole slaw or potato salad. Pregnancy does weird things to your taste buds. But I’m having a mild bad day. I say mild because tons of people out there in the world are having a much worse day then me.

Let’s see what’s gone wrong today. I dumped my lunch on my( thankfully) red shirt. It was lasagna. And then after I got out of the shower I dumped iced tea down my front. I called around to see about switching from my doctor to a midwife only to find out that all the midwives close by are in the city where I’m not to fond of driving. And the one that isn’t doesn’t take transfer patients. Only newly pregnant ones. Darn. And just now I went to check on my food that I had in the oven only to realize I never turned it on. It has one knob for the temp and another for Off, Bake, and Broil. Setting the temp does me no good when other knob is set to Off. So now food’s running 30 minutes later then hoped for. Ah well. Tomorrow is another day.

WooHoo!! I remembered the log in for my blog. I’ve had a bad case of swiss cheese brain lately. It’s ranged from the usual forgetting passwords to attempting to put frozen pierogies away in the bedroom to the not so usual of losing my cellphone while walking around talking on it. I’m glad Nerdling is in charge of the bills otherwise it would be very cold and dark in here at night.

But this weekend it looks like we are cleaning out the baby’s room. Yeah there is a little person due to make it’s appearance in mid-September. Right now his room is a catch all for everything that we had no clue where to put when we moved last month. While it’s not in cringe worthy condition, it’s definately not ready for any kind of baby stuff.

Grocery shopping as usual needs to get done. We have plenty of ground beef and italian sausage but are a little short on anything that isn’t tomato based.

And I’m finally caving and looking at apartment sized chest freezers. I’m tired of having stuff roll out of the one on the fridge and narrowly miss getting toes broken by falling chunks of meat.