- If you don't like a particular cleaning job, you should probably be doing it more frequently. Case in point: I really hate cleaning toilets and used to put it off. Now that I do it once a week, it's not such a dreaded task.
- In your marriage, do the job most important to your spouse just before he comes home and he will perceive it is done perpetually. No matter how crazy my day has been, I can manage to make the bed in the master bedroom before he comes home. It's an inviting sight for him which he lets me know he appreciates.
- Ask yourself, "Is this a friend or a freeloader?" If you clean it more than you use it, it's a freeloader. If you know me at all, you know I'm toss-happy. If we aren't going to use it this very second, it's in the trash or donation bin.
- Useful and needed? Keep. Useful but not needed? Give away. Not useful and not needed? Discard. In terms of donating things we aren't using, my sister pointed out there's probably someone out there who really wants and/or needs it. By keeping it, I could be depriving them of it.
Should you be interested in some more of her suggestions, she has a website. Someday I'll be organized enough to do her Master Meal Planning... but not yet :)
Ireland was in a giddy mood right up until we got to the studio. Then she cried and fussed pretty much the entire time. I was amazed the photographer got any good shots at all.
Liesel on the other hand is getting more and more comfortable in front of a camera. She was a pro and we got a lot of good pictures of her. The laughing ones don't show off all her features, but they make me smile.
I couldn't help but go for another ultra girly wardrobe. In my defense, I did think about plain t-shirt and jeans... but this seemed so much more fun. Especially with huge balloons *sniff*
This studio encourages multiple wardrobe changes so I thought we'd pull out our BYU gear and get a family picture. In Brent's efforts to hang on to Liesel, he inadvertently covered half his face in every shot. This is the best one and I love how the girls are looking at each other, sharing their confusion about these crazy parents of theirs. We got a more traditional photo but I like the fun ones. It shows our personalities much better! I'm thinking about framing this and hanging it near the desk where our diplomas reside.
The BYU part to cheer our Cougars, and the mint green part to celebrate our Celtic side. Liesel loved helping out; I really need to get her a little apron of her own. It goes without saying her favorite part was licking the beater.
The restaurant itself was nice without being pretentious. In our Sunday clothes we were the dressiest people there (aside from the manager). I felt a little bad for not being a Bears fan when we walked past a display case with Superbowl trophies (both from 1985) in it. Brent heard from a coworker the pot roast nachos were to die for. Sound a little strange? We thought so too but we're game. Oh my deliciousness! Our waitress told us they cook the meat over 2 days in different marinades. It had an amazing combination of flavors and the meat was phenomenally good. They're addicting too... I was glad I ordered a salad for my meal. Ditka's dinner menu has my second favorite salad-the wedge. They didn't disappoint, it was fresh and the presentation delectable. Brent got the fridge burger (so named because it has everything in the fridge for condiments). He let me have a bite and it was juicy without being drippy. I wish we'd had room for dessert but the pot roast nachos really filled us up.
The service was top notch. We decided they were optimists because our glasses never reached less than half-full (and Brent drinks like a camel!). When we were finished with the nachos they whisked them away in a take home bag so we didn't have to stare at half-eaten food while waiting for our entrees. Clean utensils seemed to magically appear on the table. My salad came with a cold fork... I loved that touch. The valet was the fastest I've ever seen and he was sure to call me "Miss" and take care helping me into the car. When they tried to seat us near the kitchen I asked to be moved to a booth and they immediately obliged. They were even nice about the fact we were only drinking water. At many restaurants in Boston I could tell that irritated our server. At Ditka's our waitress just swiftly took the wine glasses from the table.
I can't wait to go back. Next time I think we'll do lunch when they serve my very favorite salad- nicoise. Brent wants to try one of their steaks which all the reviews rave about. The dining room was filled with huge tables seating up to 10. There were a number of families there and the staff was so polite, I'd have no hesitation taking the girls with us. Ever since we moved to Chicago, I've been chompin' at the bit to try out some of the best food in the nation and Ditka's did not disappoint. I was hoping to get around to Dancing Zorbas from My Big Fat Greek Wedding but it doesn't exist! Not in Chicago anyway. That's okay, I'm sure we'll find a substitute. 