The big news ...

So... it is looking like I may need to change my list of 32 things. See some of them are just really not practical anymore.... because I'm pregnant!

We had our 12 week ultrsound on Friday, and there were some cute pictures. Here our baby is looking at us waving! Coolest thing the hubs and I have ever seen! (Don't mind baby's current alien like appearance, it is only temporary...)


But I think I like this one better... I can't decide... is the baby giving a fistpump... or telling me I better watch it once they get out of there...



Stay tuned.. cause in the next few days, I am going to be fine tuning my list of 32!

March's Recipe of the Month - Falafel

Falafal Pitas.. from Cooking Light

Sauce:
1 cup 2% reduced-fat Greek yogurt
2/3 cup chopped, peeled cucumber
1 teaspoon chopped fresh dill
1 garlic glove, minced

Falafel:
1 (15 oz) can no-salt-added chickpeas
1/4 cup dry breadcrumbs
1/4 cup finely chopped fresh parsley
3 tablespoons finely chopped red onion
1 teaspoon garlic salt
1 teaspoon ground coriander
1 teaspoon ground cumin
2 tablespoons olive oil

Other Ingredients:
2 (6-inch) whole wheat pitas, cut in half
2 cups shredded romaine lettuce
1 cup chopped plum tomato
2/3 cup thinly sliced peeled cucumber
1/4 cup thinly sliced red onion

1) To prepare sauce, combine first 4 ingredients; set aside
2) To prepare falafel, drain chickpeas in a colander over a bowl; reserve liquid. Place chickpeas, 3 tablespoons liquid(discrad remaining liquid), breadcrumbs, and next 5 ingredients in a food processor; process until minced. Divide chickpea mixture into 8 equal portions, shaping into a 1/2-inch thick patty.
3) Heat oil in a large non-stick skillet over mediium-high heat. Add pattied to pan; cook 3 minutes on each side or until golden brown.
4) Spread about 1/4 cup of the sauce into each pita half. Fill each pita half with 1/2 cup lettuce, 1/4 cup tomato, about 2 tablespoons sliced cucumber, 1 tablspoon sliced onion, and 2 falafel patties.

Yield: 4 servings (serving size: 1 stuffed pita half)

Calories: 303; Fat: 10.8g; Protein: 14.4g; Carb: 40.6g; Fiber: 7.4g

March's Vegetable of the Month

For March, our vegetable is butternut squash. I love butternut squash, but always seem to be in a rut when it comes to preparation. I am going to try to make soup soon, but till then, here is my favorite, with a little butter and brown sugar.

Lady Gaga - Telephone

When I was much younger, a freshman in college, I had this boyfriend. What I didn't realize is that he really had a bit of a possession problem. We went to college in different parts of the state, and that meant my whereabouts had to be known at all times. He bought me a pager first. I thought it was cool, I mean who didn't want to get messages from your friends (keep in mind this is pre-cell phone for everyone phase)? That worked for a bit. But I was a bit of a wild child, finding my wings after being brought up fairly strict Catholic in CT. The next thing I knew, he was calling the bars where my underage self was hanging out and living the good life, see here. You know, cause that was a good idea?! Then I got a cell phone, paid for lovingly by sed boyfriend. So while it was really cool to be one of the first people to have a cell phone, it really was not a lot of fun to constantly be called to find out my whereabouts. And in those days, no one really had a cell phone (the most popular model was still the bag phone) and texting didn't exist. So when I first heard Lady Gaga's "Telephone", it brought me back to these days. A long time ago, but so perfectly summarized.

"Telephone"
[Lady Gaga]
Hello
Hello, baby; you called
I can't hear a thing
I have got no service in the club you say, say
Wa-wa-what did you say?
Huh?; You're breaking up on me
Sorry; I cannot hear you
I'm kinda busy
K-kinda busy
K-kinda busy
Sorry; I cannot hear you
I'm kinda busy

Just a second; it's my favorite song they're gonna play and I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, eh?
You shoulda made some plans with me; you knew that I was free
And now you won't stop calling me
I'm kinda busy

Stop callin', stop callin'; I don't wanna think anymore!; I left my head and my heart on the dance-floor
Stop callin'', stop callin; I don't wanna talk anymore!; I left my head and my heart on the dance-floor

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
I'm busy!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh

Can call all you want but there's no one home and you're not gonna reach my telephone!
'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub' and you're not gonna reach my telephone

Call when you want but there's no one home
and you're not gonna reach my telephone
Out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub' and you're not gonna reach my telephone

[Beyonce]
Boy, the way you blowin' up my phone won't make me leave no faster, put my coat on faster, leave my girls no faster.
I shoulda left my phone at home 'cause this is a disaster!
Callin' like a collector
Sorry: I cannot answer!

Not that I don't like you: I'm just at a party
And I am sick and tired of my phone ri-ringing
Sometimes I feel like I live in Grand Central Station
Tonight I'm not takin no calls 'cause I'll be dancin'
'Cause I'll be dancin'
'Cause I'll be dancin'
Tonight I'm not takin' no calls 'cause I'll be dancin!

Stop callin', stop callin'; I don't wanna think anymore!; I got my head and my heart on the dance-floor
Stop callin', stop callin'; I don't wanna talk anymore!; I got my head and my heart on the dance-floor

Stop callin', stop callin'; I don't wanna think anymore!; I got my head and my heart on the dance-floor
Stop callin', stop callin'; I don't wanna talk anymore; I got my head and my heart on the dance-floor

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
I'm busy!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh

Can call all you want, but there's no one home
And you're not gonna reach my telephone
'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub'
And you're not gonna reach my telephone

Call when you want, but there's no one home
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
'Cause I'm out in the club, and I'm sippin' that bub'
And you're not gonna reach my telephone, my telephone, mi-mi-mi, my telephone
'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub'
And you're not gonna reach my telephone
My telephone
Mi-mi-mi, my telephone
'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sippin that bub' and you're not gonna reach my telephone

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Decisions...Decisions

Can't decide what color to dye my hair... I know this should be simple, but I am torn. Spring is almost here and I love being blond, but I love my fall winter color and now I can't decide.

Am I better blond?


Or more red?

Like Oil And Water....

Just thought this looked cool.

Mmmmm cake.....

Cake tasting for my cousin's wedding at Zingerman's in Ann Arbor.

Thank you side of a bus advertising...

I don't watch a lot of tv. But since I have been working in Manhattan, I have noticed there is a significant volume of ads for TV shows and movies. They are everywhere: on the top of cabs, on the walls of a bus stop, on the side of the bus.

Apparently, the buses that run along the routes near where my client site is have advertising from TV Land, and I have been bombarded with ads for this tv show:


All I can think of every time I see this is.. holy shenaningans batman.