5 Minute Chocolate Cake (in a Mug)
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Mix
4 tablespoons flour
4 tablespoons sugar
2 tablespoons cocoa
in a large coffee mug.
Add
1 egg
and mix well.
Add
3 tablespoons milk
3 tablespoons oil
small splash of vanilla
and mix well.
Put your mug in the microwave and cook for 3 minutes at 1000 watts. (You may have to reduce to 70% power if you have a stronger microwave)
The cake will rise up over the mug, but don't be worried - it won't fall out or cause a giant mess.
Allow to cool for a few minutes.
Tip out onto a plate, if desired. Top with whip cream, frosting, cool whip, fruit, or topping of your desire.
Dangerous because we are all 5 minutes away from cake, any time of day or night.
Enjoy!
(My review: I'm still experimenting and adjusting this recipe. When I find the perfect mix, I will edit this post or post a new one. I find the cake is a little rubbery for my liking, but it's not horrible enough that you won't want to eat it!) :o)
Sigh.
Siiiiigh.
Being a stay at home mom is wonderful, and there are perks! Oh I wouldn't give it up for anything - I love being able to hands-on teach my children and see them grow and it makes me feel so proud.
But I'm also lonely. I'm not going to lie! Being at home all day is lonely after a while - I don't really have very many friends, I've realized. And the one good friend I do have is moving in July. What am I going to do? I leave the house to go grocery shopping. Where is the fun in that? I have a few hobbies... but sometimes after days and days of tackling the same dishes and picking up the same clothes off the floor, I feel down.
I'm not saying being at home and cleaning all day long is depressing, but it makes me sad sometimes - like I feel unappreciated, and I feel so.... defeated when the same things happen day after day. The dishes never go away. The laundry never goes away. Like I'm in a continuing cycle, with no breaks. If I take a day off, it's most certainly pointed out to me that I've let things get "gross" in the house... and then I feel bad, like I'm not doing my job!
Sometimes I get sad that I'm picking up someone else's clothes so many times (no matter what I say) that I just stop. Then they pile up. Then someone wants to know where a shirt is. Oh - it's piled under this, this and this. Ok now it's my fault for not finding it and cleaning it for that exact moment. Hello! People - why would you pile clothes 4 feet from your hamper, when the hamper is RIGHT there!!! Not difficult.
I've come to the conclusion that I need a week or two on vacation in Tahiti. Maybe if I start saving now, I can go when I'm 60. Because heaven knows I don't have the money to go any time sooner.
Being a stay at home mom is wonderful, and there are perks! Oh I wouldn't give it up for anything - I love being able to hands-on teach my children and see them grow and it makes me feel so proud.
But I'm also lonely. I'm not going to lie! Being at home all day is lonely after a while - I don't really have very many friends, I've realized. And the one good friend I do have is moving in July. What am I going to do? I leave the house to go grocery shopping. Where is the fun in that? I have a few hobbies... but sometimes after days and days of tackling the same dishes and picking up the same clothes off the floor, I feel down.
I'm not saying being at home and cleaning all day long is depressing, but it makes me sad sometimes - like I feel unappreciated, and I feel so.... defeated when the same things happen day after day. The dishes never go away. The laundry never goes away. Like I'm in a continuing cycle, with no breaks. If I take a day off, it's most certainly pointed out to me that I've let things get "gross" in the house... and then I feel bad, like I'm not doing my job!
Sometimes I get sad that I'm picking up someone else's clothes so many times (no matter what I say) that I just stop. Then they pile up. Then someone wants to know where a shirt is. Oh - it's piled under this, this and this. Ok now it's my fault for not finding it and cleaning it for that exact moment. Hello! People - why would you pile clothes 4 feet from your hamper, when the hamper is RIGHT there!!! Not difficult.
I've come to the conclusion that I need a week or two on vacation in Tahiti. Maybe if I start saving now, I can go when I'm 60. Because heaven knows I don't have the money to go any time sooner.
Have you ever left your child alone in the car?
I opened my email today, and there was a link to BabyCenter - where I found a survey I just HAD to see the results of. It was titled "Have You Ever Left Your Child Alone in the Car?" and had a few questions.
82% of people said YES. 16% said NO.
8% said they ran into the store to run an errand. How would they know how long they would be gone? There is no way you can predict it will be a "quick" errand.
6% said they let their child finish their nap in the driveway. Alone. In the car.
3% of people said they were gone for 15-30 minutes (or MORE).
And the last question, Could you see your child from where you were?, 35% of people said NO.
I strongly disagree with some comments left on the survey about how being a single mom means it's impossible to NOT leave your child in the car a few times - if you can put them in the car to go somewhere, you can take them out once you get there. Your children are a responsibility. I never leave my kids in the car - not even to return a grocery cart.
They come with me.
Returning a cart with two kids, it doesn't matter. It's teaching them a lesson as well!
I have a 3 year old and a 4 month old, and it's not easy, but what would I do if something happened to them? They are relying on me. What if something happened to me and nobody knew they were in the car? I have heard too many stories about babies dying in hot cars and children being snatched to cover my eyes about the evil out in the world. I can't be ignorant to assume it could never happen to me - because that's what happens right before something DOES happen.
And that's my two cents for today.
82% of people said YES. 16% said NO.
8% said they ran into the store to run an errand. How would they know how long they would be gone? There is no way you can predict it will be a "quick" errand.
6% said they let their child finish their nap in the driveway. Alone. In the car.
3% of people said they were gone for 15-30 minutes (or MORE).
And the last question, Could you see your child from where you were?, 35% of people said NO.
I strongly disagree with some comments left on the survey about how being a single mom means it's impossible to NOT leave your child in the car a few times - if you can put them in the car to go somewhere, you can take them out once you get there. Your children are a responsibility. I never leave my kids in the car - not even to return a grocery cart.
They come with me.
Returning a cart with two kids, it doesn't matter. It's teaching them a lesson as well!
I have a 3 year old and a 4 month old, and it's not easy, but what would I do if something happened to them? They are relying on me. What if something happened to me and nobody knew they were in the car? I have heard too many stories about babies dying in hot cars and children being snatched to cover my eyes about the evil out in the world. I can't be ignorant to assume it could never happen to me - because that's what happens right before something DOES happen.
And that's my two cents for today.
Ah, Valentine's Day...
Ah.... Valentine's. The most romantic day ever. The most celebrated couples holiday.
FORGET IT!!!
I woke in the wee morning hours to tend to my 4 month old daughter, crawled into bed a few hours later when she was settled, only to awake again to tend to her once more. Just as she was content, and I was starting to drift off into some needed extra hours of rest, my 3 year old decides to start his day. SIGH - maybe a nap later on?
I hang on to hope, but.... puh-leeze!
Hey, a girl can dream!
Well after the morning has passed by, my husband tells me he's called his aunt, and we have a babysitter so we can go out - that's right! We can have a date on Valentine's! I'm so excited, I never go out, let alone on Valentine's Day. My first treat of the day? I get to go grocery shopping with no kids.
Bless Costco for stomping out what could have been an enjoyable experience! I get there and the parking lot is stuffed to the brim - also there is an extra dose of crabby-housewife-in-large-SUV driving around, and also in the store. One proceeds to hit me in my heel with her cart several times (apparantly shopping in Costco was THE most important thing EVER at that moment), before I whipped around and burned a hole through her oversized sunglasses with my most peircing "I-would-beat-you-with-this-cart-if-I-could-right-now-if-you-don't-lay-off" look.
Basically my trip ended in running through Costco grabbing what was on my list and jumping in the shortest line I could find, to get me home asap.
No worries! So I had a bad time at Costco... no biggie! I'll go home! We'll get ready, we'll have a fab night.
False!
I get home, my husband has decided that since it's Valentine's Day, he doesn't want to fight the crowds. And you don't want to fight the crowds too, right honey? I would say yes, but he feels guilty and will get angry like I'm guilt tripping him into taking me out. Then what fun would THAT be. So fine, we decide to stay home. ("we")
Instead, we could watch a movie! Let's do that. We can't agree on a movie. Ok no movie. Silence... and he picks something by himself. Hello? Do I live here?!
Time to do some dishes.
SOO glad I got to do something nice today.... oh wait, no. No I didn't.
:o
FORGET IT!!!
I woke in the wee morning hours to tend to my 4 month old daughter, crawled into bed a few hours later when she was settled, only to awake again to tend to her once more. Just as she was content, and I was starting to drift off into some needed extra hours of rest, my 3 year old decides to start his day. SIGH - maybe a nap later on?
I hang on to hope, but.... puh-leeze!
Hey, a girl can dream!
Well after the morning has passed by, my husband tells me he's called his aunt, and we have a babysitter so we can go out - that's right! We can have a date on Valentine's! I'm so excited, I never go out, let alone on Valentine's Day. My first treat of the day? I get to go grocery shopping with no kids.
Bless Costco for stomping out what could have been an enjoyable experience! I get there and the parking lot is stuffed to the brim - also there is an extra dose of crabby-housewife-in-large-SUV driving around, and also in the store. One proceeds to hit me in my heel with her cart several times (apparantly shopping in Costco was THE most important thing EVER at that moment), before I whipped around and burned a hole through her oversized sunglasses with my most peircing "I-would-beat-you-with-this-cart-if-I-could-right-now-if-you-don't-lay-off" look.
Basically my trip ended in running through Costco grabbing what was on my list and jumping in the shortest line I could find, to get me home asap.
No worries! So I had a bad time at Costco... no biggie! I'll go home! We'll get ready, we'll have a fab night.
False!
I get home, my husband has decided that since it's Valentine's Day, he doesn't want to fight the crowds. And you don't want to fight the crowds too, right honey? I would say yes, but he feels guilty and will get angry like I'm guilt tripping him into taking me out. Then what fun would THAT be. So fine, we decide to stay home. ("we")
Instead, we could watch a movie! Let's do that. We can't agree on a movie. Ok no movie. Silence... and he picks something by himself. Hello? Do I live here?!
Time to do some dishes.
SOO glad I got to do something nice today.... oh wait, no. No I didn't.
:o
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