cold milk

The other day Spencer came home with 1% milk (we usually are stocked up on 2%).  Hudson woke up - asked for milk (he is a milk & water drinker, for the most part - unless root-beer is involved) and got himself a nice tall glass of 1%.  He took a big gulp and about died.  He squished up his nose and said, "Oh no mom - this is gross - give me the good stuff."  

I was like - you've got to be kidding.  There isn't THAT big of a difference is there?  So I took a gulp.  Ummm - yep there was.  It was down right growdey.  

Went to the store the other day picked us up some fattening 2% and have enjoyed it since.  I think I may die drinking 2%.  I know I know 1% is better for you.  But really, there is nothing better than having ice cold 2% milk.  Taking that first sip and letting is cover you tummy.  Right?  Well - I like it.

I will say that Trader Joe's 1% taste like 2% - so I am in.  Well... sometimes when I want to drive to Trader Joes just for milk; and then end up spending 30 & more dollars on whatever else I think I need.  Which I don't.

By the way - I am eating the yummiest Oatmeal cookies right now... made them last night.  Go HERE and get the recipe.  Then add a good amount of chocolate chips.  And yes I am having milk with it.

Another funny thing.  Went to the mall tonight, for FHE (aren't we creative? or good excuse?? ha.), to take another gander at the boot selection.  Spencer wasn't "sold" on the new addition to my closet (see previous post).  Wanted to check the Nordy stash first before he gave his final "I like it best".  While we were there I was trying to hint to every other shoe I loved.  They just sit there and taunt me some days.  The shoes that is.

He got the drift for the most part.  Although, I would probably feel a little guilty if he brought some of those beauts home.  I mean we do need to eat, right?  

After a smoothie, a long chat with Aarean - not me but Aarean and Spencer talk talk talk, Reagan screaming and  one lost pacifier... the man decided that I did buy myself the best boot option.  He was sold.  Heavens.  I need to not care so much what he thinks.  But I do care, I do care.  So - we are keeping the booties.

I was going to say something else, what was it...

OH yes - I am so annoyed.  (how did I forget that??)  SO ANNOYED!  I was looking at someone's blog.  Went to some one else's blog - whom obviously lives on the east and she freaking had who Jillian choose already blogged!  AHHHH.... people get a LIFE.  DON'T blog it until the morning!!!!!  I hate hate hate that.  Now I am going to have to (because I have to) sit through the whole stinking 2 hours of crap reality t.v. and know what is happening at the end.  Seriously?  Seriously.

I am done. 

Go make those cookies and drink some 2%.

By the way - do you people ever drink 1/2-n-1/2 on anything?  Where have you been if you haven't?  Please, please... next time you make yourself hot cereal.  PLEASE do yourself a favor and don't use milk.  Use some half n half instead.  You will call me blessed.