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If you go to www.thatwifeblog.com, you can see pictures of me looking really fat. That’s reason enough to switch and subscribe over there, right?

Here is what you will find:

Now go read the story behind it!

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Are you still subscribed/reading here?

Don’t worry, sometimes I’m slow about unsubscribing as well. But think about it this way. It’s a great way to eliminate some of the unnecessary subscriptions on your feed reader (we all have them). Go ahead, click unsubscribe. It won’t hurt my feelings a bit (as long as you go ahead and subscribe to my other feed right after you do it).

So stop visiting me here. Just go ahead and stop right now.

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Think of it as upgrading from a crappy rental where you were constantly frustrated with your landlord, to a quaint 1960’s inspired fixxer-upper with lots of potential. It feels so nice.

Exciting News!

I can’t even contain myself I’m so excited, so I’m going to shout at you.

THAT WIFE HAS MOVED!

Check out my new baby, www.thatwifeblog.com. Think of it as a stand-in for the actual baby I really want.

I’m cheap and won’t be paying for domain redirection, so you will have to update your links and RSS feeds. Annoying I know, but my new layout allows me to post pictures that are 1000 pixels wide. You are going to love the difference! (Well, at least I think you will. I do!)

I’ve turned off comments on this post, and this blog is officially a relic from my past. I love change.

I’ll be posting reminders to update your blog links and RSS feeds over the next few days. Come over and see my new home!

Oatmeal and Applesauce Pancakes

The other day I woke up with the desire to try out a new recipe for breakfast. I wanted pancakes, but I wanted something with some fiber. I thought this pancake recipe would give me the hearty results I was looking for.

Oatmeal and Applesauce Pancakes

INGREDIENTS

* 1 cup all-purpose flour
* 1/3 cup quick cooking oats
* 1 teaspoon baking powder
* 1/4 teaspoon baking soda
* 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
* 3/4 cup unsweetened applesauce
* 1/2 cup fat free sour cream
* 1 egg, lightly beaten
* 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
* 1/3 cup milk

DIRECTIONS

1. Heat a lightly oiled griddle over medium-low heat.
2. In a bowl, mix the flour, oats, baking powder, baking soda, and cinnamon. In a separate bowl, mix applesauce, sour cream, egg, and vanilla. Stir applesauce mixture and milk into the flour mixture until evenly moist and thick.
3. Scoop about 1/4 cup batter for each pancake onto the prepared griddle, and cook, turning once, until golden brown on both sides.

Makes 11 pancakes

Nutrition Information (as weighed and calculated by me):
Serving Size: 3 pancakes
Calories: 233
Fat: 2g
Sat Fat: 1g
Mono Fat: 1g
Cholesterol: 62mg
Sodium: 276 mg
Potassium: 113mg
Carbohydrate: 45g
Fiber: 2g
Protein: 8g

These pancakes were thick, hearty, and something like a 3.5 on a scale of 5 for me. I think I’m not head over heels in love with them because I’m just not a pancake person. I cover my pancakes in peanut butter and syrup and ICBINB and suddenly they aren’t quite so healthy anymore. So I’ll stick to my homemade breakfast burritos or my favorite “8g fiber per serving” cereal.

If you are a pancake person though, I think you’ll live them. Cook them slow because they are so thick and hearty, but they’re the perfect breakfast if you want something that will stick to your bones (in a good way, not in a jiggly way).

Real Men Use Soap

My husband won’t use bodywash. Only soap. He doesn’t like receiving gifts, so I thought that buying him something I know he likes would be the key.

Except I made the mistake of buying fancy soaps. They aren’t girly, but they are tropical, or minty, or (gasp!) moisturizing.

That’s not what he wants. He wants boring, blue, “squeaky clean” soap. The kind with names like Zest, or Irish Spring.

That’s okay with me, because the fancy soap I bought him from Lush smells amazing, and now it’s all mine. The best kind of gifts are the ones that keep on giving (to me).

Changes Are Coming

Not just for the country, but for the space of That Wife as well!

I’m working on figuring out the domain thing, and the WordPress.org migration thing, and the building up an empire of bloggers that begin with “That” thing (you know, like That Husband, because he definitely needs a blog).

But every great empire must be built on a solid foundation, and it’s time to break some ground with some design tweaks.

Go ahead and give me some header feedback. Do you like it? Should I change it? What should I change it to? The little 60’s hairdo girl isn’t up for debate cuz I think she’s hot and you can’t ever make me think anything different.

Do you like any of the Kitchenaid icons below better than the one I currently have?

I just have to be patient. Krakow wasn’t built in a day, you know?

Future Me

Writing letter to the future is a very good idea.

I like clicking on the “View Public Entries” option to read the letters others have written.

Some are religious:

He has risen! Mark 16:6

Alleluia!

Some are letters written to others:

Dear Norman,

I stumbled upon this site while doing research for an article that I’m writing. Today’s date is February 1, 2005, and it’s approximately one o’clock in the afternoon. Outside, the sun is already starting its slow journey across the blue-stained sky. I was eating a plate of orange wedges earlier, wishing that you were here because you always eat the other half of the orange when I’m not looking…

Some are reminders:

Dear FutureMe, Hey you hows it going? im fine just drinking some Guiness thats on special offer at alldays (remember that TINY flat you and Kathryn used to live in, its from the one near there) Anyway the reason im sending this is I figured 35 (30 for Kathryn) would be a good time to start having kids so just saying well done if you have already or get on with it! if you dont . Anyway see you later (literally) good looking!
bye from me and kathryn (aged 24 and 19)

Wouldn’t it be lovely to get a letter from your past, reminding how you good thngs were? Or reminding you how bad they were and hoping for a better future?

I think I will have to begin writing some of my own.

I’ll share one with you:

Dear You,

Remember when you and That Husband used to turn to  each other on a regular basis and say “We’re married!”? And you said it because you were so ridiculously happy that you needed to make sure it was really true.

I hope you still do that.

Love, Me.

Thirty Things To Believe In

As soon as I heard seven-year-old Tarak McLain start to read his list on NPR I started to cry. By number 5 I was doing that little hiccuping thing I do when I know I am overreacting to something but I can’t help it. It took him 6 hours to compose  and the words are all his own. It’s one of the most touching “This I Believe” segments I’ve ever heard.

I think we learned yesterday that we don’t all agree. But I know we all believe.

I believe life is good.

I believe God is in everything.

I believe we’re all equal.

I believe we can help people.

I believe everyone is weird in their own way.

I believe hate is a cause for love.

I believe that when I meditate I feel peaceful.

I believe we should be generous.

I believe brothers and sisters should be kind to each other.

I believe kids should respect their parents.

I believe I should not whine.

I believe people should wake up early.

I believe people should go outside more.

I believe in nature.

I believe people should use less trees.

I believe we should help the Arctic and rainforest animals.

I believe people shouldn’t throw litter on the ground.

I believe people should not smoke.

I believe God is in good and bad.

I believe in magic.

I believe people should not give up.

I believe love is everywhere.

I believe that God helps us to have a good time.

I believe we live best in a community.

I believe we can protect people in danger.

I believe we should help the poor.

I believe it’s OK to die but not to kill.

I believe war should not have started.

I believe war should stop.

I believe we can make peace.

The MLK Post

What are you doing on here? Seriously, stop reading this post and find a way to better celebrate Martin Luther King day. You can come back and finish catching up on the life of That Wife at work tomorrow (don’t deny it, I know most of you are usually getting paid while you read my blog at the office).

This week I’ll be talking about chocolate cake, babies, my husbands affinity for soap, and a few delicious things I’ve been cooking lately.

But for now, I suggest we all relax.

So apparently you are still here reading. Well fine. Go ahead and tell me what you did/are doing with your free day. Or what you wish you were doing. Maybe it will give me some good idea for what we can do for President’s day next month.

The Bed Shield

Don’t you hate it when you have to share a bed with someone and things feel awkward when you roll toward each other in the middle of the night and there is the possibility that you might wake up breathing in each others faces?

Enter The Bed Shield. Choose which side of the bed you will sleep on, grab one fluffy pillow and done!

It won’t prevent them from stealing the covers or kicking you with their hairy legs and feet, but it will keep you from waking up with their hot breath on your face at 3:26 AM.