Friday, July 31, 2009
Here on the road, I've finished the caterpillar I knitted for my son. For the eyes, I even got to use old button saved by my hubby's great grandmother. The boy loves it, and it's so satisfying to see him loving something that I made. Also, I'm using the left over yarn to make a knitted bunny for the girl. Pictures to follow.
Theology update from this morning at breakfast:
The Girl (out of nowhere): "I think God is the Pink Panther."
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Sunday, July 19, 2009
But it got me thinking.
Why do British people, as a rule, carry so much disdain for Americans? I mean, I suppose I could ask the same question about Europeans in general, but I was thinking about the Brit v. Yank question since many Americans really like Britain and the Brits. Or perhaps it's just that we think they seem distinguished and smart because of the accents. In return, the Brits seem to think we are losers who talk through our noses. Perhaps we do talk through our noses, but why are we perceived to be losers?*
I mean, really, what's up?
*And I won't even go into the whole who-won-the-war issue.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
So, about an hour ago (~7:00p.m.), my husband calls me from his brother's house and says, "The girl wants to ask you something."
Girl (speaking very clearly and sounding about 11 or 12): Hello, Mommy.
Me: Hello, Sweetie.
Girl: Mommy, Can we have a sleepover?
Me (after a pause): You want to sleep over there?
Me: Did you ask Daddy?
Girl: He said it was okay.
Me: Are you and the boy going to sleep there without Daddy?
Girl: Just for a few days.
I can hear my husband start to laugh in the background since I doubt he (or his brother) had agreed to the "few days" part. So much for being Mommyish.
Not a cyst!
The biggest moment was when the boy found out that he needed a cast and that he wasn't going to be able to swim*. He was crying in the doctor's office. The girl was watching him so somberly, clearly tuned into his grief. Then he said, "I don't want [the girl] to swim if I can't because I don't want to have to watch her" (he was referencing our upcoming hotel stays, which usually include swimming as well as bed jumping). The girl, who loves to swim, without pause and with a very serious and earnest face said quickly, "I don't like swimming."
It was so sweet.
*We have since learned that there are water sock things kids can wear that will allow them to swim with a cast.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Monday, July 13, 2009
I am proud of myself for currently knowing the location of all of this gear. Now I just need to re-learn how to thread the machine. I have the User's Guide, so I should be good.
Also, I thought I might mention that I have recently started to feel a little silly about this getting-back-to-basics blog topic since I'm realizing that so many people I know already do all of this stuff that I'm trying to work on. My garden is fledging and smaller than all of my friends' gardens. My canning mentor has already put up dozens of jars of preserved fruit. The more I talk about this stuff, the more I feel like everyone is thinking, "Oh, you are way behind. Everyone has chickens now, and we've all been making our own mayonnaise and our own clothes for years. Plus, we've all purged our clutter and none of us have plastic toys in the house."
But the thing is that, for me, my focus on home and hearth is quite new. So I suppose I'm blogging the journey of a bookish, disorganized, take-out ordering, working mom who hopes to create a home that is a lot less cluttered while also learning some skills that make me feel a bit more like Caroline Ingalls. Just a bit.
*In the bag, there was a finished back to an unfinished sweater that I worked on during the summer of 1994. Yesterday, I gave it to my daughter as an afghan for her dolls. It was strangely satisfying to see it being used in that way.
*Scissors--singular or plural?
Saturday, July 11, 2009
But I did make banana bread today from my old bananas instead of letting them turn totally black and go to waste. To many of you, this may sound like nothing. For me, it is a source of pride and satisfaction.
I also plan to make some homemade mayonnaise from a recipe I found in an awesome UK mag that I found at Barnes and Nobles called Country Homes and Interiors. It seems as if British country style is quite different from good old American country style. Can we say "homes from the c18 overlooking the ocean"?
Does anyone crochet? I can just barely knit (but I enjoy it), but I'd like to be able to crochet a hat for my daughter. She tried on a crocheted hat the other day, and it was so cute.
I'll let you know how the mayonnaise turns out.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
Dreams of Homesteading.
Cooking new things in the kitchen.
Coffee or tea?
Tea (black or earl grey--with cream and sugar)
What’s for dinner?Apps at the place where I got married (seared ahi and fried calamari)--kids were at a b-day party!
What would you eat for your last meal?
boiled peanuts with beer, sweet potato chips, yellow tail sashimi with lots of ginger, homemade mac and cheese, port and chocolate
What was the last thing you bought?
Fairy garden. Flowered watering can. Candle.
What are you listening to right now?
My husband's sleepy breathing.
What’s the best gift you have ever been given?
Hmmm. Pearl earrings. Bracelet with my grandmother's picture (from TSB!). Down payment money for condo (and other such financial gifts from parents).
What is your favourite ice cream flavour?
Old-fashioned homemade vanilla.
What do you think of the person who tagged you?
Love her so much. Think she's amazing and stunning. She's family.
If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?
Just an hour? If I could beam myself somewhere, maybe Italy. Maybe Sri Lanka. If I can't beam myself, I'll just take some time at the bookstore.
Which language do you want to learn?
What’s your favourite quote (for now)?Shame you fall down no one push you. (Amy Tan)
What is your favourite colour?
I gravitate towards green and browns.
What is your favourite piece of clothing in your own wardrobe?
My cotton knit J.Jills skirts are the most comfortable. My brown leather boots are the coolest.
What is your dream job?
Writer of books (that people buy).
What is your worst habit?
Spending more money than I should. Oh, and flaking on thank you notes.
If you had £100 now, what would you spend it on?
A composter. Or maybe something from the Sundance catalog.
Do you admire any one’s style?
Yes, I admire the style of people who are fit.
Describe your personal style?It used to be kind of hippyish. Now it's really just frumpyish. Gotta work on that.
What are you going to do after this?
Get in bed and read a few pages of The Master and Margarita for my book group.
What are your favourite movies?Grease, Raiders of the Lost Ark, Cool Hand Luke, Bridget Jones's Diary, When Harry Met Sally, Apocalypse Now (any many more . . . )
What is your favourite fruit?
Blackberries picked while hot from the sun. Good cherries. Good strawberries. Rhubarb (not a fruit?)
What inspires you?
My children. My mom. My husband. My friends. Good literature. Music.
Your favourite book?
I just don't know. Jane Eyre is way up there . . . but I have some more recent favs, too.
Do you collect something?
What is your favourite smell?
Gardenias. And my kids just after they wake up.
What are you most proud of?My kids. Some of my professional work.
How many times do you press the snooze button before you get up?
My alarms do not have snooze buttons. They just call, "Mooooommmmyyyyy, Come iiiinnn heeeerrreeeee . . ." until I arrive.
Cats or dogs?
I have a dog. Used to have a cat. Used to be a TOTAL cat person but am now a bit doggish.
What’s your biggest fashion mistake?
You mean from today? Probably everything.
What do you look forward to coming home to after you’ve been away?Kiddie-poos who say, "Mommy!" and come running. Or a quiet house is good, too!
Complete the following:
Which phrase do you feel embodies your spirit?See quote from above.
TAG! (If you want . . . )
Sunday, July 5, 2009
- Planted seeds with kids for late summer garden (even though kids put all of the bok choy seeds in one spot and then covered them so I don't know where they all are).
- Cooked up squash given to me by a friend (I usually steam, but this time I sauteed, and it was SO much better).
- Made homemade orange sorbet from fresh-squeezed OJ (good, but a little soupy).
- Knitted a bit more on my husband's scarf.
- Watched Breaking Away (hello, IU!)
On another note, the house guests left today. They arrived less than 48 hours after we returned from our trip to Alaska and stayed for four days. Two adults, two kids. There was camping involved. Lots of eating. The kids HAD A BLAST (which included taking everything out of the playroom closet so they could make a "kids' world apartment"). As soon as their cousins left today, my kids--who had ignored me for four days as they played with their cousins--started immediately climbing on me and demanding that I play with them (which was bothersome because I was trying to watch the last set of the Wimbledon men's championship).
Maybe having house guests is easy.
Friday, July 3, 2009
- If you give Mom an hour to sleep, when she wakes up she's probably going to ask for some tea.
- If you give her some tea, she's probably going to want to sit and read.
- If she sits and reads, she's probably going to want a couple of hours to write.
- If she sits for that long, she's probably going to want time to go on a hike.
- If she goes on a hike, she's probably going to want to take nice long shower.
- If she is all nice and warm and clean, she's probably going to want to sit down with some lavender lemonade.
- If she has a tall glass of lavender lemonade, she's probably going to read for an hour while she drinks it.
- If she's sits down to read again, she's probably going to fall asleep for an hour.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Isn't she cute? These are early pictures. She's grown quite a bit since these were taken. Getting a little fat, to tell the truth. Gotta reduce her cricket intake.
You can see in the last pictures that she's molting around her head. Looks like she has a bad perm job.