Day 6: Answering His Call

Ever since the recent earthquake in Haiti, I've had this tugging at my heart to go to Haiti.  I kept ignoring it... But, tonight something happened... We've had A LOT of car, well Tahoe, problems lately!  It's the dead of winter and the truck over heats on almost a daily basis.  Tonight we were on our way to church when the dashboard's thermometer went WAY past the red.  I never saw the truck get that hot before!  The check gages light came on, and Mark and I could see the steam coming out of the truck's hood reflecting off the street lights. Mark told me to turn around and go home so that he could put water in the radiator.  Instead, I pulled into a church parking lot, and prayed.  I asked God to safely deliver us to church.

As I drove the clouds of steam floating off the hood of our truck grew bigger, and bigger until I knew we had to pull over. We were on a back road with not much of a shoulder.  So, I drove at 25 mph until I came to a stop sign.  I turned off the truck, but kept the head lights, and hazards on.  I did this so that other drivers would see us on the road and not slam into us.  After about five minutes, and four passing vehicles, I tried to start the truck.  It made the "ek, ek, ek" sound, meaning that the battery was dead.  There we were, my entire family on a dark back road, in a dead, over heating vehicle without a cell phone on a cold rainy night.  I knew that we would REALLY be in trouble once the headlights and hazard lights completely died.  As the lights grew dimmed I began to freak out.  I lost my cool for only a moment. I then, without even thinking, opened the truck door and stood on the door frame.  I shook my keys at all the passing vehicles.  A few cars drove by without doing as much as slowing down for my family.  But, then the car came with a family of four inside, just like mine. The driver drove by, and then reversed.  I jumped out of the Tahoe, and asked the man to "give me a jump" because my car died on our way to church.  The man then pulled up in a lane of incoming traffic which was directly in front of our vehicle. As a vehicle drove around the man's car  I began to worry more about his family's safety than my own. I then said another silent prayer.  Within moments Mark, the nice man, and I got the car going.  The man also put a gallon of water in the radiator, and refused payment for it.  The truck started with no problem, and ran perfectly with normal temperatures all the way to the gas station where we added coolant and more water to it... We arrived at church right after the offering was taken.  I grabbed my husband's wallet and gave our last five dollars to the church...

The message of the sermon was "pressure".  While the pastor was talking I felt as if 1,000 tons were resting on my shoulders.  I kept thinking of the cries, lost family members, and chaos in Haiti... Then, I started thinking about the man that risked his family on the side of the road to help mine... The next thing I knew,in that church I told God I wouldn't run anymore.  In that church I told Him I would go where every He may lead me. 

I got home, and logged onto the Red Cross.  To my disappointment they are not taking volunteers to go to Haiti at this time.  Then, a link caught my eye... One thing lead to the other.. And, I became a Red Cross volunteer, and should be receiving a phone call shortly.  Then, just like that, as if a magic wand waved a crossed my face, the pressure was off.  It was almost as if, that was the plan.. As if the plan all along had been for me to volunteer with the Red Cross.

The feeling of listening to my heart, the place where Jesus lives in me, was so good that I asked him if there was anything else I could do... I then e-mailed inquiries of interest to volunteer for Project Cuddles, and the Pro-life Action League.  I've volunteered places before, but never anyplace that God sent me to.  Tonight, I followed... I'm not sure what will become of it... Who knows, I still may end up going to Haiti.. But, I will go wherever he leads me... So, the "new" thing I did tonight was to listen to God when I didn't want to.  It's easy to help a homeless person that I pass on the street, and to have money deducted from my bank account from WorldVision... But, it's not easy for me to leave my children, and go to a different country and not see my children for a while, or possibly, ever again.  But, tonight, I accepted whatever fate is given to me.  Tonight my heart took that final plunge... I will not only live for Christ, but I will also die for Him.  If, it's His will... If His great plan for my life is to live a short one in order to do something great, something extraordinary... Then, it's my honor to do so!

Tonight God sent a stranger in my time of need.  He was kind, and equipped with a gallon of water.  If any other stranger would have stopped, they may not have had the water we needed.  If the man didn't stop... Then someone could have slammed into our truck once the lights died out... And, I possibly would not be sitting here right now typing this... Someone in Haiti may need me to bring that gallon of water before their lights dim out.. If I'm the one that's suppose to go.. If I'm the one that's suppose to do anything, no matter how hard it may be... I will do it.. With God, all things are possible!  With God, I could save a life... With God I will do extraordinary things!

Day 5: Fashionista

I have not followed a clothing trend since 2004.  The year 2004 brought in equestrian styles as well as feminine styles with masculine touches... But, the biggest trend of 2004 were the "80's" looks.  I thought that the looks were absoluetly ridiculous, and that the young people I saw walking around in the mall looked horrible.  I remember constantly thinking "do these people look in a mirror before leaving the house?"  As for the equestrian styles, the skinny jeans that looked like riding pants, and the high boots worn over the pants... I would have to say that I didn't embrace that style until this past year.  I'm a stiletto heel girl.  Whether I'm wearing a pair of jeans, or a tight little dress, I love stilettos! So, I didn't care for the flat styled boots. 

I eventually embraced the new styles around 2007... Well, I embraced most of the new styles.  But, I couldn't accept the leggings look as "fashionable."  Looking at a pair of leggings brought back horrid memories of elementary school.  My mother, I love her, but she doesn't have a sense of style.  As a child the clothing I remember wearing the most were leggings (normally purple, or green) with a top that either just hit the hips, or was way above them.  My great sense of style plus my many Greek features put me right at the bottom of the class for popularity, and sent me home crying many times after a day of being picked on.  So, today I did something I thought I'd never do... I wore a pair of leggings... And, the worst part of it... I liked it!  I wore a pair of black leggings with the cutest long hooded jacket.  You have to check the jacket out at http://www.victoriasecret.com/ .  In the search engine type " leggings ".  Scroll down until you see a girl wearing long white belted jacket with leggings... Or, better yet, I'll take a pic of the outfit later and upload it.  Anyway, the leggings were so light, and comfortable that it felt like I wasn't wearing a thing! 

I guess today's lesson is "don't knock it til you've tried it", or like last night's experience, don't judge anything until you explore it!  So, explore the things that have always turned you off... Who knows you may find it to be something you like, or even something extraordinary!

Day 4: Luisa's Cafe

It's Friday, which means payday; which means grocery shopping day.  On a normal Friday I get up anywhere between five and seven am, shower, dress, and get the kids up and dressed with Mark.  The children and I would then drop Mark off at work, grab some breakfast, and go grocery shopping.  However, the past couple Thursday nights we've been staying up late, so our Friday routine has been a bit messed up. Due to our Greek fun last night, I wasn't able to get out of bed before the sun rose.  So, this Friday Mark went off to work alone. 

The children and I wound up grocery shopping at eight o'clock tonight with their daddy.  Eight o'clock is their bedtime.  So, they were CRANKY, and miserable.  But, I couldn't blame them.  Really, it was my fault for not getting out of bed this morning.  The first stop of the night was at a store called Roses which is similar to a Big Lots.  There I purchased my first bathroom scale.  I've never owned a bathroom scale.  When I lived with my parents I used my mother's once in a while.  But, I never actually owned my own scale, one in which I didn't need anyone's permission to use.  I guess I've purposely never owned one.  I'm not sure if I'm the only person that feels this way, but a bathroom scale to me is a bit intimidating  Who wants to be constantly reminded that they've been making unhealthy choices, and that they need to lay off the sweets?  Well, apparently I want to be reminded.  This is my year of "new", of change.  So, to make my weight loss a reality and not just talk, the purchase of a bathroom scale was a must. 

Before using the scale I tested it with my husbands eighteen pound kettlebell, just to make sure it would give me an accurate reading.  Sure enough it was right on the dot, or on the line in this case.  I've been bloated lately, so I thought I would be around 120 lbs.... Well, I was only 111!  Yay!  I feel like I lost ten pounds without having to do anything!  So, I guess I accomplished my goal!  I'm just kidding.  I'm actually going to add another pound to my weight loss goal.  Instead of 10 pounds, I'm going to make it 11.  By the end of the year I will be 100 pounds. 

The second first of the night was going into a restaurant that I always considered to be a "dive".  The name of the place is Luisa's Cafe.  It's one of the kind of restaurants that's located in a slow shopping center.  The place isn't that bright from the outside, and doesn't look like anything special.  When I walked into the place the saying "Don't judge a book by it's cover" ran through my mind.  On the inside Luisa's Cafe is quaint and bright.  The best way to describe it is an Italian Mom's and Pop's styled restaurant.  The employees (or possibly owners) were friendly.  We ordered take out, and it took us longer to decide on what we wanted to order than it took for the order to be cooked and ready to go.  We were in and out within fifteen minutes.  For dinner I ordered Chicken Al Limone, and bruschetta napoletana.  The bruschetta was fresh, and left my mouth watering for more.  It was the first time I had ordered chicken al limone.  I was too tired to pay that close of attention to the menu and honestly had no idea of what I was ordering.  To my surprise I ordered a dish with mushrooms.  Mushrooms can go one of two ways for me... Either they're canned, and I hate them, or they're fresh in which case I love them.  In this case they were fresh, and I fell in love with chicken al limone.  Well, maybe not "in love with", but we definitely had a thing tonight.  So, there you have it. Tonight I made myself go into a restaurant that I had summed up to be a dive, from it's appearance, and appearance alone.  It's kind of funny... Here I don't judge a homeless person, yet judge a restaurant.  Hypocritical?  Oh yeah!  So, tonight I learned a valuable lesson... Don't judge ANYTHING by it's cover!  Give everything a chance!  Sometimes it may be sushi (in which case all judgmental thoughts turn out to be true), but once in a while I might get a Luisa (in which case I was totally wrong).  So, I have to leave all of my decisions up to God, not myself.  If I have the urge to go into a place that I've never had any desire to go into before, I can't second guess that urge.  I have to listen to it, because who knows, maybe that homeless man that I will reform will be waiting for me inside.  Or, maybe a scared pregnant teenager will be sitting alone in a booth trying to make up her mind about her "choices" for the pregnancy... Or possibly a mother will be spending her last five bucks to buy her baby something to eat... The point is I have to go where God sends me.  I have to meet the people that God wants me to.  And, I have to touch their lives in the way God instructs me to.  I'm not the judge, He is!  Appearances are not always what they seem.  Anyway, I'm glad I went into Luisa's tonight.  And, I'm ecstatic that I'm not as heavy as I thought I was.  But, most importantly I thank God for teaching me a very important lesson.

Day 3: GREEK Dancing, Drinking, and Cooking

A picture is worth a thousand words.  That's the old saying, right?  Well, what do you see when you look at my profile picture?  Someone with long hair?  Too much lip gloss?  Maybe pretty eyes?  What you most likely don't see in that picture is "Greek".  There once was a time when one would look at a picture of me and the word "Greek" would slap them on the forehead.  I once had a unibrow so thick that it looked as if a caterpillar was glued to my head.  It's amazing how much plucking my eyebrows (and mustache) changed my life!  Although I may not look as Greek as I once did, I still feel very Greek.  I'm not 100% Greek, I'm an eighth. I also have Ukrainian, Cherokee, and Irish blood running through my veins... But, I got hit, and I got hit hard, with the Greek gene! From the shape of my face, to my thick hair, to my taste buds (my favorite food is pasistio), and my love for music that I can dance to(Love, love, love dance music especially with a Mediterranean flare)... I'm so Greek!  So, tonight I embraced my maiden name, Sclavos, and had a Greek night!  I drank a TINY bit of Ouzo tonight for the first time.  Mark, the children, and I learned the Greek dance called "Syrto", and I made a delicious Greek dinner. 

Ouzo is a very strong Greek alcohol.  My husband and I do not drink, so this was VERY strong to us!  However, I liked it more that he did... I guess it's in my blood.  The smell of the alcohol is delicious!  It smells just like licorice.  I feels good when swirled in your mouth like a sip of good wine does.  But, Ouzo is not an alcohol to savor, it's more so one to do as a shot.  So, my mouth didn't appreciate the Ouzo resting in it for as long as I allowed it to once it was swallowed.  Ouzo also leaves the strong after taste of licorice.  So, I'd recommend trying this only if you like licorice, or cloves. 

For dinner I made Kottopula kampama, or Chicken Kampama.  I also made kortes plaki, or carrots plaki, and patates yiahni, which means braised potatoes.  And  for desert?   I made a light delicious Greek cookie called  koulourakia me sousame, sesame-seed cookies.  My favorite part of the dinner had to be the carrots plaki.  However, the chicken was also quite delectable!  The chicken makes it's own sauce which was outstanding on the potatoes as well as the carrots.  These recipes can be found in "Greek Cooking" by Ruth Kershner, or you can find them at the bottom of this post. 

The dancing was oh, so fun! Although my husband is not the greatest dancer (he's cute when he tries), he caught onto the steps before I did.  Actually, he was more of my instructor than the woman on the YouTube video.  The YouTube video that we used to learn the Syrto dance can be found at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EAiv7Szt1NI .  This is the link to the first of several lessons taught by our instructor,  a woman named Maria.  She goes slow, so this is an ideal video for a beginner.  However, we also watched other YouTube videos on other Greek dances.  I've posted several of the links below. Anyway, the dance Syrto is a traditional Greek-American wedding dance.  It's fun, and simple!  So, grab a handkerchief, and click on the link!

If you need a change from the everyday I encourage you to have a "Greek night"!  Even if you're not as lucky as I am, and don't have the blood in your veins, you can still be Greek!  Greeks are opinionated, stubborn, fun loving, and family oriented.  If I've just described you, you're Greek!  Just kidding.  But, seriously having, or hosting a Greek Night would be a great idea if you want to try something new that you can share with friends and family.  So, do something new, do something extraordinary and be Greek for the night!

Chicken Kampama
Kottopula Kampama

   3 pounds chicken parts
   2 tablespoons butter
   2 tablespoons olive oil
   2 medium onions, chopped
   2 cloves garlic, minced
   1 cup canned tomatoes
   1/2 of a 6-ounce can tomato paste
   2 sticks cinnamon
   1/4 teaspoon ground allspice
   1/2 teaspoon sugar
  1/4 cup red wine

In a large skillet brown the chicken on all sides in the butter and olive oil.  Remove from the pan.
Brown the onions and garlic.  Add the tomatoes, tomato paste, seasonings, and wine. Bring to a boil.  Add the chicken.  Reduce the heat to simmer and cook for 1 to 11/2 hours or until tender.  Makes 4 to 5 servings. 

Carrots Plaki
Kortes Plaki

   1 pound carrots, peeled and sliced
   2 tablespoons olive oil
   1 clove garlic, minced
   4 large green onions, sliced
   1/2 teaspoon crumbled oregano
   1/2 teaspoon salt
   1 tablespoon lemon juice

Parboil the carrots in boiling, salted water for 5 minutes.  Drain.  Heat the oil in a medium size saucepan.  Add the garlic and fry for 2 minutes.  Add the green onions, carrots, oregano, and salt.  Cook over low heat for 15 minutes. 
Sprinkle with lemon juice and serve.  Makes 4 servings.
~I didn't sprinkle the carrots with the lemon juice.  The chicken has a very distinct taste with all of the spice.  To keep the taste of the chicken more alive, do not add the lemon juice.  Lemon juice lingers on the taste bunds.~

Braised Potatoes
Patates Yiahni

   8 small new potatoes (I used what I had in the fridge, redskin potatoes)
   2 tablespoons butter
   2 tablespoon olive oil
   1/2 teaspoon salt
   1/4 teaspoon pepper
   1/4 teaspoon oregano, crumbled

Scrub the potatoes and peel away a wide band of skin around the center of the potato, leaving the skin on the remainder of the potato intact.  Parboil the potatoes in boiling salted water to cover for approximately 20 minutes or until barely fork-tender.  Drain.  Heat the butter and oil in a large saucepan or skillet until the foam from the butter subsides.  Ad the potatoes and brown on all sides.  Add the salt, pepper, and oregano, and lower the heat to a simmer.  Cook, covered, until the potatoes are tender.  Makes 4 servings. 


Sesame-Seed Cookies
koulourakia Me Sousame

   1 cup sweet butter
   1 1/2 cups sugar
   1 teaspoon vanilla extract
   3 eggs
   5 cups self-rising flour
   1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
   1/2 cup sesame seeds
   1 egg beaten with 2 tablespoons milk

Cream the butter until light.  Add the sugar and vanilla and beat well.  Add the eggs one at a time and beat well after each addition.  Sift the flour and add to creamed mixture to form a soft dough.  Chill the dough several hours or overnight.  To form the cookies, take a scant tablespoon of the dough and roll into a 3 1/2 inch long rope.  Pink the 2 ends together to form a doughnut shape.  dip in the sesame seeds and place several inches apart on a greased baking sheet.  Brush with the egg beaten with milk.  Bake at 370 degrees for 15 minutes or until lightly browned.  Cool on a rack and store in an airtight container.  Makes 6 dozen cookies. 


Here are some links to learn how to dance Greek style!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EAiv7Szt1NI


Maria the famous Greek dance teacher is teaching us syrto Lesson 1

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=de0POh8F3DY

Greek dance lessons

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zU5Gq1SKyQs

This video shows the choreographer, Ira Weisburd, demonstrating his dance "Hassapico Souromenos". For information on where to purchase his Step By Step Instructional DVD/CDs to International Folk ...

Have fun and God bless!

Day 2: Extraordinary Sushi Kind of Day

Today was a laid back relaxing day filled with pedialyte, runny noses, and of course no sick day would be complete without watching a lot of tv. We watched a Little Princess, and Message in a Bottle amongst the many Dora the Explorer episodes. Rene had "sicks in her belly", that's what she says when her belly doesn't feel well. So, I gave into her request for pancakes for lunch. This was a first for me! I had never had pancakes for lunch before. And, believe it or not it was a bit of a challenge for me... I have a bit of O.C.D with somethings. I'm a very go with the flow type of person with a lot. However, when it comes to running my house, cleaning, and meals I can be a bit neurotic. I had to remind myself over and over again that the reason I was flipping a pancake at one o'clock in the afternoon instead of cutting an apple and making sandwiches was because I'm trying to do "new" things, and my children were sick. As I plated the pancakes, and dotted them with butter, I couldn't get over the fact that there was no aroma of coffee in the air. In fact I almost started a pot of double chocolate roast in order to put my mind at ease.

The girls being sick gave me a lot of free time today. So, I did something I hadn't done in years. I dug up two of my old year books, and cracked their spines for the first time, probably since Rene's birth. I then signed up for a myspace account, and one by one typed in the names of my old classmates. I was shocked to see how some people had turned out, sad about others, but happy for most! I also tried to look up a few distant family members, but had no luck. Apparently Rios is a popular last name in Texas!

So, today's big adventure was: drum roll please : SUSHI! First, let me say that I've never had any desire once so ever to touch the stuff let alone eat it! Mark picked it up on his way home from work. It didn't look appetizing at all sitting in it's little container with a clear plastic lid. But, I took a deep breathe and took a decent sized bite out of a piece of it. As I chewed the sushi my taste buds screamed for a glass of water! I swallowed it, took a gulp of water, and vowed to never eat sushi again! It was everything I thought it would be, GROSS! But, hey, now I can say I've tried it. And, Mark and I found out that our youngest, Steph, LOVES it! But, that's no surprise because that girl will eat anything! I'm not sure where she gets her stomach, it certainly isn't from me.

You know what? As I sit here and write about not liking sushi I realize how lucky I am to even be able to try it... I realize how lucky I am to be able to try what I want when I want... Money aside... My thoughts keep going back to the recent earthquake in Haiti. For some reason I've had an urge since yesterday to hop on a plane and go to Haiti with some sort of relief group. The recent quake took so much, that we're not even sure how much.. We don't know how many lives were lost, and how many lives are forever changed. Where will the survivors sleep? What will they eat? How long will it take for them to get their lives back on track? Here, I'm trying to do something new each day, when the people in Haiti are just trying to live each day. Really, there are people all over the world just trying to live. I mean, seriously, this is heavy stuff. Think about how lucky we all are! Anyone reading this obviously has access to a computer. Most likely you're sitting in a warm room, with a roof over your head, access to running water and food in your refrigerator. Do you know how lucky you are to have those things? I have a sponsor child, Sinovyo, we call her "Sinny", from South Africa. She has no father, no running water, no electricity, and is in poor health. I look at her picture and my heart bleeds for all the children, families, people in her situation, or in worse ones. I wish that everyone that has the capability to do something to help these people would. It doesn't have to be anything huge... After hurricane Katrina hit Louisiana I knew a woman that went to the Dollar Store and bought all the can openers she could find... Something so simple as a can opener could enrich some one's life in a way that we couldn't imagine. Anyway, we are all so lucky! Don't let your life fly by without ever feeling "lucky". If your life is boring, do something extraordinary! If you ever want a "new life", you can have it! We weren't placed on this earth to live boring lives! We were all placed here to do something amazing with it! So, go do it, and have an extraordinary kind of day!

Day 1: Duck Pin Bowling

Today I went duck pin bowling for the first time. I know, it's nothing exciting... But, my three year old and eighteen month old still had fun with my husband and I. It was a nice change. My eighteen month old, for the sake of safety, I will call her Steph, was so into rolling the tiny bowling ball down the lane. First she would pick out her "pretty ball", then she insisted on carrying it by herself (at least she did the first few times),she would then drop it. Yes, she dropped in on the lane. The ball would then SLOWLY, oh, so, so slowly roll down to the middle of the lane where it got stuck TWICE. She also accomplished getting a ball stuck in the gutter. If you've never played duck pin bowling, then I guess I should let you know that there are bumpers used to prevent "gutter balls." Anyway, this excitement lasted for about, oh let's say around twenty minutes... Then, she wanted to go. And, my three year old, I will call her Rene, didn't want anything to do with the actual bowling. But, she was a great little cheer leader. She cheered us all on as we sent our tiny bowling balls flying, and slowly rolling, down the lanes. My husband, Mark, and I ended up rolling for both daughters, and paid seventeen bucks for four games of bowling because we rolled for the girls. This made no sense to me, but I didn't argue with the woman that took our money because the girls had politely sat through about an hour of watching Mommy and Daddy bowl. They were getting antsy, so I didn't want to waste any more of their time by arguing with a woman about duck pin bowling fees.

After our exciting bowling adventure we stopped at a grocery store for some sesame seeds, and a box of tissues with aloe. My husband has been sick for a few days with a rough cough, and runny nose. Now, the girls' noses are running. So, I don't think we'll be doing anything tomorrow that involves leaving the house... The cutest, and friendliest guy was our cashier. I always go to one of four of the same cashiers when checking out. But, my favorite cashier would have to be Travis. He's very kind hearted, and has a smile that brightens up my day. And, tonight was my lucky night, not only was Travis my cashier, but I also was standing in line with the nicest boy... There's this boy that I've seen around town. I'm not sure how old he is, possibly in his early twenties, or late teens. He's a special needs person. So, of course, me being me, my heart melts every time I see him! Just seeing him makes my day nice. But, tonight he told me I was pretty!.. So, my conversation him was extra special tonight. So, I was standing in one of my favorite grocery stores surrounded by cute, friendly men (including Mark, of course), and my family, after a good game of duck pin bowling! That moment was almost as perfect as rocking my tuckered out baby Stephie to sleep tonight after a great day that was well lived.

THIS IS THE YEAR!!!

The shower is one of the only places that I can actually take the time out to think. My children are, well, children... So, they like to make a lot of noise. But, the soothing rhythm of the drops of water pouring from a shower head makes all other sounds disappear. So, while in the shower I came up with a brilliant idea for this blog! Julie Powell gave me the inspiration to start a blog. Through her blog she was able to set goals and complete them. Through her blog she was able to get a better grasp on who she was... So, I've decided that this year, 2010, will be the year that I will accomplish all of my goals that are feasible at this point in my life. Also, I will do something different everyday. Julie COOKED something different everyday, but, (no offense Julie - You'd have to see the movie to understand, think "meat mold") how hard is that really? It's easy to look at a cook book, buy ingredients, and follow directions. The REAL challenge is THINKING by yourself something new to do every day. What I mean by that is, besides the fact that there are SO many things that I haven't done, my life is kinda boring. Don't get me wrong, I love my life, my children, my family... But, how many times can you honestly eat grilled cheese, or color in a coloring book? There is so much more to life! So, I this year I will embrace life and add, or do something new everyday!!!

Alright, so here's this year's goals...

1. Get 20 children sponsored from WorldVision
                                                Please visit http://www.worldvision.org/ to sponsor a child in need
2. Reform one homeless person

3. Loose ten pounds (I know, so cliche, but hey I've been pregnant three times within four years. It's time to get my pre-baby bod back.)

4. Attend church EVERY Sunday

5. Stop all "accidental" potty mouth

So, there are the goals.. Those five "simple" things, and of course doing something new everyday...

So, let the games begin!