giant doughnut cake

On Thursday night, HF and I wandered into Williams Sonoma. They had this giant donut cake pan on display and I immediately thought of some excellent uses for it. HF's birthday for one. Maybe it's just me, but wouldn't it be hilarious to take this into the station on his birthday? I think it's pretty cute and I would probably get a lot of use out of it. And as far as prices go for Williams Sonoma, $19.95 ain't bad!

getting too old to party all night

It happened last night. I turned 30. And I'm still alive. Or as many friends have said to me this week, "thirty, flirty, and thriving!" (13 going on 30 movie reference). For your information, HF has done a really lousy job at celebrating my birthdays over the years, and finally this year I warned him that something really bad would happen to him if he didn't make my 30th special. I haven't been especially excited about turning 30.

This year, all the stars were aligned and my birthday fell on one of his days off. Every day during the week, there would be a knock on our door and there would be a package from him. We aren't spenders, and I don't like money being spent on me, but it was such a nice surprise to get a little something from him each day. I had not expected it at all.He was certain that he would have to be gone on my birthday, so he was giving me a week long bithday.

Last night we got dressed up in our fanciest and he took me to a very fancy 5 star restaurant. Unfortunately, I got pretty sick afterwards. I guess I'm not used to eating that way, or there was something bad, or I'm not sure, but I felt pretty sick to my stomach afterwards. I have never eaten at such a fancy place. Someone came and put the napkins across our laps and they placed a teensy ball of sorbet in front of us to cleanse out palate. The starter salad was probably the best part of the whole meal. It was mixed greens with freshly grated parmesan and thyme on top. It was heavenly. I chose a very basic meal of herb roasted chicken, buttermilk mashed potatoes, and vegetables. I'm pretty sure it was the gravy that made me sick.

After dinner we did some shopping and then he took me to see Sherlock Holmes. I really enjoyed this movie.
And the gifts don't end there. I got to sleep in today until I wanted. I got up at noon because I was meeting friends for lunch. It just about killed me staying out until 1 a.m. First sign of aging? The inability to stay up late?

Anyway, I think I like 30.

Robot birthday party

 On Tuesday we had a Robot birthday for our now 4 year old son, Luke. We started the morning with robot waffles and fruit.

 

For the treat bag, I made "nuts & bolts". Idea here. Mine was made up of chocolate chex cereal, honey nut cheerios, pretzel sticks, and m&ms. 

 

 Another snack, "Memory Cells", is made up of Pirate's Booty.

 

 "Machine Oil" aka cranberry juice.

  Oh, and robot bentos for lunch. This is a Wall-E sandwich and Eve egg. See on fuzz food and link to anna the red's instructions on how to build Wall-E. She does amazing work.

 The robot cupcakes which look nothing like they were supposed to. The perfectionist in me was kind of ticked about it.

 

 Activity: Coloring robot pictures. I just googled 'robot coloring page' and found this guy.

 

 Activity: building Lego robots and building robot costumes out of cardboard boxes and tinfoil.

 

Present received: Robot pajamas by Carter 

  

Present received: lift off rocket by iplay seen here.

My sister made Luke this little patchwork robot doll. I love it. I don't know if he's as thrilled about it as me though.

All in all a very successful day. He loves being 4 so far.

frivolous finds: police gifts

This is out of order: (you can click on the pictures above for more info)

1. The Complete Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. 
2. Playmobil Swat in carrying case. I got this for HF at Christmastime at Walmart of all places for around $11. Check out all the police playmobil stuff here. This stuff is cute!
3. Keen Eddie: The Complete Series. This is HF's cop fantasy show. It's a comedy and we get a lot of laughs out of it. You can read more about the show here.
4. Quiqlite concealed pocket light. (for chest pocket in uniform)

harmony once again has been restored to the universe

Recently, in the middle of the night, HF almost died. He was turning through an intersection when a big truck went barreling through the stoplight, almost crashing into the side of HF's patrol car. Before HF even lit him up (look at me talking like a cop) the driver pulled over and came to a stop. When HF approached, he had his ID and registration ready to go, and was apologizing profusely. HF noticed that he had a bag of Buffalo wings and a crockpot on the seat of his truck. Turns out he was a firefighter on his way to work and wasn't paying attention to how fast and where he was driving. HF also recognized him right off as one of the guys that had responded when I had broken my ankle last year while I was pregnant. Long story short, HF decided to let him go. The firefighter was completely shocked and confused. He was expecting the worst. He said, "I'll try and remember to repay you in the future!" HF said "you already have" as he walked back to the warmth of his car.

one year ago. . .

One year ago today yesterday, I did my very first post on this blog as Mrs. Fuzz. Let's take a look at how things have changed.

1. I'm still excited for the premiere of LOST season 6, although not as excited as last year. Last year, I was watching so much tv online because I was nursing a newborn all night long. 
2. I am no longer losing clumps of hair. Must've been related to the aforementioned newborn. I do still think about the 10 pound hairball however. It will probably haunt my memories for as long as I live.
3. Instead of dealing with 3 weeks without having HF around, it's been a year now and I'm coping just fine.
4. Nope. Nothing changed there, except I no longer share my bed with the baby. 

We have a busy itinerary the next couple of weeks:

• Luke's 4th birthday (Robot birthday- it's going to be awesome)
• My 30th birthday (hoping HF will make it awesome)
  
• teaching a cooking class
• a major event with HF's work that I'm not allowed to mention yet. . .
• my parents coming for a visit
• playing the organ for a church choir 3x a month-takes a lot of practice!

That's just barely scratching the surface of what's going on. I'm also trying to get our family a little better organized. I am trying to plan out daily/weekly/monthly chores, meal planning and cooking, and a new exercise routine. I want both kids to get into a sport of their choosing, I'm doing home preschool with Luke, trying to get Daisy into a charter school, taking care of our own food storage and emergency supplies, and trying to help others where we can. We are also trying to set up a new budget. We just got our W-2's and are going to try and file within the next week.

Anyone feel this crazy busy?

notes from my deathbed

Another unbelievable week at the home front. A week ago, our oldest son vomited all over his room. He was sick for a couple of days. Now he has a cold and cough. Four days ago, our baby vomited in his crib and has been having crazy, messy diarrhea ever since. I have more poop stories if you're interested. Two nights ago as I was getting ready for bed, I began vomiting. Yesterday morning, I woke HF up to see if he could take Daisy to school. He was able to pull some pants on just before running to the bathroom to puke his guts out. Last night after getting the kids to bed (after a whole day of them doing and eating whatever they wanted without parental supervision), our daughter came upstairs holding her tummy. I handed her a garbage bin and she started vomiting. We all felt fine and then BAM! It really snuck up on us. Unfortunately, HF and I will never eat Hummus again since that was the last thing we ate before going to bed.

Even though it really, really stinks having everyone sick all at once, it really hasn't been as bad as it usually is under these circumstances. The only annoying thing is, for some reason HF has been in bed for the last 48 hours while I've been cooking, cleaning, and tending to everyone's needs. I've even tried enlisting his help, but he is rendered helpless and unable. Did I mention that I was puking and having diarrhea too? Reminds me of this man cold video. Can I get an AMEN up in here?

It's kind of romantic being sick together. We haven't laid in bed all day alone since, well, since Daisy was born. For entertainment, we've been holding our very own "Biggest Loser" competition. After puking my guts out for 24 hours, I claimed a total weight loss of 5 pounds. HF claims a total weight loss of 10 pounds. Isn't it just so easy being a guy?

HF has some work related posts that he'll blog in the next day or two. I hope all you readers are staying well and flu free this winter.

ol fon in gaeymy etel the kopts show up

Our 6 year old daughter drew another masterpiece recently. She placed it on HF's nightstand so he would see it when he came home from his shift. I woke up because I heard him trying to sound out what she had written. It says, Ol fun in gaeymy etel the kopts show up. In other words, It's all fun and games until the cops show up. She came up with it all on her own from a t-shirt one of her uncles wears occasionally. We're working on spelling. This uncle has a lot of t-shirts. This one is his favorite (and he's married):

Would you let your hubby wear this?

found in the dryer part VI

Do you know what these are? These are airsoft gun BBs. I heard a ton of rattling when I was pulling clothes out of the washer and putting them in the dryer. I used to find these all over the house and in the laundry when HF was playing airsoft regularly. He says that he's been instructed to play airsoft whenever he gets the chance because it's good training. I still don't believe him. I think he just wants to find a way to play airsoft all the time. I know that many police departments do use airsoft guns for training. In fact, HF was the one that sold his department's SWAT team their airsoft guns, back when he was a (airsoft) dealer. For some reason, I can't stand airsoft, but we all have our hobbies and passions, right?

Finding these in the dryer made me wonder just like I did when I found a bullet, if these could go off in the dryer. According to mythbusters, anything could happen. Dori said that they made a water heater blow up. The very thing I'm afraid of happening.

my harry potter obsession

Time sure flies when you're having fun reading Harry Potter. To be honest, every free moment I have has been spent reading Harry Potter. I just finished book six and am now starting the final book. I am now one of those Harry Potter fans. It's official. Let's take a look at the evidence:

Exhibit A:  HF came home one night and caught me looking at Mugglenet. He shook his head. I swore I was just looking up the recipe for butterbeer, a common beverage drank by wizards (which you would know if you read the books). To this answer he said, "you are going to make butterbeer?!" But I was also looking at mistakes, or discrepancies that fans and the like have found when reading the book. They have them listed online and I was checking to see if I was smart enough to have noticed the mistakes too. Here's the recipe for butterbeer by the way, because you probably wanted to know.

Exhibit B:  I will talk about Harry Potter whenever I get the chance. HF will be taking a shower and the next thing he knows, he's startled by my voice saying something like, "you know, I really think Snape is a death eater. No matter what Dumbledore says, there is just something that doesn't add up with Snape." He peers from behind the shower curtain and sees me sitting on the toilet with a perplexed face expression. It's even been known to occur while HF is trying to kiss me. I will say, "I can't stop thinking about Harry Potter! That JK Rowling really writes well and I love all the humorous details!" Me. Special moments killer.

Exhibit C:  I will get overwhelmed and stressed with the mess that is in the kitchen or in the entire house, and I will mumble under my breath something about how I wish I knew a vanishing spell. I have also gone into a "heavy" discussion about the laws of apparation. HF has to bring me back to reality and remind me that it isn't real. I wish it were though!

Exhibit D:  HF gets home from work and I'm asleep, but my nightstand lamp is still on, and I'm sitting up, although slumped over, and Harry Potter is open in my lap.

Obsess much? Please tell me I'm not alone! But I've got one more book and 3 more movies to watch and it will all be out of my system, right? One thing you definitely won't see me do is dress up in any way when attending the movie premiere next year and the year after. That's a guarantee.

 I did find this article on msnbc entitiled, "7 signs you're infected with Harry Potter fever". Luckily I do not have any of those problems, but it was a fun read. And check out the HP tattoos! Hmmm. Tattoo regrets later on down the road? I think so. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got some reading to do.

maybe you had to be there, but I thought it was pretty funny

Tonight began like most nights. HF is on his new schedule (7p to 3a), so he was getting ready to go to work. He was shaving in the bathroom upstairs and I was getting the bath ready for our 14 month old. Then things turned into a scene straight from Full House where Uncle Jesse and Uncle Joey are left to tend baby Michelle with a poopy diaper. You know how these scripted scenes go. They end up doing something like putting on oven mitts and helmets and they wrap her up in a plastic grocery bag and secure it with duct tape. Anyway, I removed Beau's diaper and discovered that he had pooped. I had already filled the bathtub and didn't want to put him in there and he began squirming big time. So I held him up in the air while HF ran and grabbed the wipes and tried to wipe him while he was thrashing about. I held him above my head to see if HF had missed a spot, while HF bent over to inspect the ground. I wasn't paying attention to what HF was doing and as I lowered Beau, I unknowingly wiped his butt on HF's head. HF let out a groan and yep, you guessed it. There was poop on HF's head. I got the giggles really bad while HF plunged his head into the tub and had to do a quick wash. All the while HF is proclaiming, "You wiped his butt on my head! I can't believe you wiped his butt on my head!" All I could do was laugh. I'm still laughing about it. The baby was also laughing through all this. So hopefully this little escapade didn't make him late or flustered for work. I haven't had a good laugh in a while and I needed one. So thank you HF for providing that opportunity.

the stuff HF's dreams are made of

Christmas has come and gone, and I find this wish list of HF's. I think he was hoping I would find it before Christmas. I love finding his lists. And the thing I love about this one? All the art supplies and literature listed in between things like "push knife" and "Bianchi Accumold Elite Basket Weave Leather Duty Rig". I did however get him a gum eraser for his stocking for $1.97.

• handcuff key
• knife
• push knife
• Bristol Board
• Drawing Desk
• Pens
• Prisma Color Markers
• Pencils
• Gum Eraser
• Water Color Paper various sizes
• More Water Color paints
• Guache paint
• masking tape
• 1776
• The Illiad
• The Oddessy
• Common Sense by Thomas Paine
• The Federalist Papers
• John Adams
• Rogue Warrior
• The Art of War
• Beowulf
• The Complete Hitchhikers Guide To the Galaxy
• Bianchi Accumold Elite Basket Weave Leather Duty Rig
• Bates High Gloss Dress Shoes
• Poly Stinger LED DS flashlight kit

Another thing. Sometimes when he's researching gear online and putting it in virtual shopping carts, he'll get excited and say something like, "Hey! I cut the price way down! It's now$585 instead of $1200". And then I'll say something like, "You should keep going until you get it way down. Like to $0". And that's how we crush dreams around these parts.

This is something most already knew about, but we just discovered Amazon universal wish lists. You can put a little tool on your browser so whenever you are surfing the net and find something you want you can add it to your wish list and your loved ones can buy it for you if they so desire just by looking in one place. You know how cops like to buy stuff that no one has ever head of? And would have no idea where to begin looking? This is the perfect thing for people like me. HF has one somewhere. I think his dad asked him to make one. I think it's a nice way to organize your needs and wants and put them in order of most importance. Now that I'm thinking about it, I think I'll go get started on one for Mrs. Fuzz. Then I'll leave it up everyday so HF can see it. 

frivolous finds: Fridge Patrol

Having trouble sticking to your New Year's diet plan already ? Then you need FRIDGE PATROL! Just put this Cop in your fridge, and every time someone opens the door to get food, it will shout out a warning at the would-be food thief!  You can hear all the warnings here.

A few days before Christmas, HF and I were at a specialty toy shop trying to find that special "something" for the kids. One of my new superpowers since becoming a police wife is the ability to see all police related paraphernalia wherever I go. So of course, I zoned in on this forlorn little box covered in dust, on a hard to see shelf. I pick it up and it says, FRIDGE PATROL. I turned on the little switch and waved my hand in front of the sensor and it said, "Get back, or you're goin' down!" A few customers turned and looked in my direction. Then it said, "Put your hands up, or I'll shoot." I thought it was funny. HF thought it was pretty lame. I thought it would be a good gag gift or white elephant gift for someone in the department. I said, "what if you anonymously put it in one of the fridges at work?" He still thought it was pretty lame. So I put it back on it's dusty and lonely shelf. I think I might still have a use for it though. I deal with two three children that wander into the kitchen all day sneaking food out of the fridge. I would love to see the looks on their faces when they get "busted".

What do you think? Cute? Stupid? Both? You can find FRIDGE PATROL on Amazon.