Monday, January 31, 2011
Hello Mom!
Why, Hi Persephone, Good Morning!!! I believe my daughter is now cognizant. Which is to say, I wonder if she practiced that...
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Progress
I've finally made copious steps to finish my first quilt!! Last night while the boys were downstairs grunting and hem-hawing over a wet vac, dehumidifier and any other tool Home Depot told them would be useful in removing moisture from the basement. I resumed work on my quilt. As it was well after 9 baby was asleep. Peace at last...except the loud Russian coming from the basement. I finally drowned it out with some Ira Glass, which I find myself doing more and more lately...when I'm putting Sephy down for a nap almost every time I have ears but not hands and I'm not drowning in the sounds of Barney, Wonder Pets, and Blues Clues. I love This American Lifes' radio archive and as soon as I figure out how to add links to the side bar I will share all my little escapes..in list form.
The Quilt..
Lover cooking breakfast...
-I ate leftovers...It's just I am nearly never hungry enough to -eat his cooking..though he is getting WAY better at it.
And pumpkin is not only awake but also ready to start typing her own blog..oh yeah..she started walking...
The Quilt..
Lover cooking breakfast...
-I ate leftovers...It's just I am nearly never hungry enough to -eat his cooking..though he is getting WAY better at it.
And pumpkin is not only awake but also ready to start typing her own blog..oh yeah..she started walking...
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Saturday...Maybe Lazy?
With Pumpkin sleeping (in my bed!!) a cup of yogurt& granola, and a second cup of coffee for fuel...here goes...........
With that written I have no idea where to begin. I did pick up the quilt and sew a bit, only to be utterly disappointed because I couldn't for the life of me figure out how to machine sew the back and the batting the how I wanted. All my work from yesterday was taken apart. Luckily, today with afresh groggy, 2 cups of coffee later start, I believe I know how to finish my quilt. Previously when I'd thought of quilting, I thought of patchwork...you know, sewing all the little pieces together to make an eye pleasing arrangement. That is NOT quilting..that is just a beginning. Because of the previous statement you may wonder..well then, WHAT is quilting!? My response: My friend..if I only knew...When I figure it out...I'll share.
So far...
After this little confusion came a huge walloping frustration. My lover called me during the day...around the same time I'm pulling out stitches one by one. He tells me our upstairs neighbor's pipes are busted..so, I'm here thinking, maybe we'll have a leak and I start looking at the ceilings...nothing. Several hours go by and Masha, the neighbors wife comes downstairs and asks me to run the faucet to see if there is something wrong with my water pressure..NOPE...baby and I are all set thank-you!....My sister and her lover visit....I'm excited to show them the basement which I have been decorating and arranging...It's a lovely basement, three bedrooms, a full bathroom, and a living-room, fully carpeted with several storage rooms as well......Can you see where this is going?? Huh? Huh? We traverse down the stairs, me feeling like Indiana Jones or something because instead of a torch I know where the light switch is...Juanita is just behind me with baby in arms and Dana last..down the stairs, around the corner to the hall way..and squish (I cannot possibly convey that feeling in type)...my socks are suddenly soaked...I freeze, tell them to stop......peel of my sodden socks and continue to the light switch...the hallway is obviously flooded...I walk back to the group...the little adventurers peel off their socks and follow. The extent of the flooding seems to be the hallway..so I throw my socks in the laundry room...and after showing them the rooms...we walk back upstairs...I hear what sounds like a waterfall on the way up so instead of taking the door leading to the house, I open the back door..Aha! We now have a water fountain under the back deck...I'm still not depressed about the situation. The little lovers create makeshift snowshoes and venture through the snowy backyard to see if they can tell whats up...With them outside, I call my lover......he's stuck in traffic...The little ones walk back in and tell me theres a HUGE gash in the outside pipe...OK....I ask the kids to watch the babe, and walk upstairs....Masha informs me her husband Serge has call our landlord HOURS ago...in what seems like moments later there's a knock on the back door...Tom the landlords' son asks me about the laundry on the floor of the laundry room....I pull on my sturdiest boots and follow him.......Oh my fockkin gosh! My laundry room is also flooded. He takes me to our storage.........its the worst..at least I had the gumption to put everything up on shelves...I'm organised like that..There is at least two inches of water on the ground......
In retrospect this situation shouldn't be frustrating. At the time I felt harangued, upset, and miserable. We'd just signed a contract to make the downstairs ours as well, now its flooded, we're supposed to have a friend of Serges move in on Tuesday!!! (It took me a while to get used to that idea) Everything seemed disconcerted and I didn't know what to do...to top that off, the plumber who came to fix the situation turned off all the water...no bubble bath for baby....so an integral part of our bedtime routine is flubbed! Today, everything is fine. A service will be called to remove the water and dry the basement, our water is on, baby is napping (^_^)
That is actually, most likely, the most interesting thing thats happened for weeks..I should be happy.
And finally, I just finished reading this book:
It took me about a day and a half. Its not life changing, but it is charming and well written.
With that written I have no idea where to begin. I did pick up the quilt and sew a bit, only to be utterly disappointed because I couldn't for the life of me figure out how to machine sew the back and the batting the how I wanted. All my work from yesterday was taken apart. Luckily, today with a
So far...
After this little confusion came a huge walloping frustration. My lover called me during the day...around the same time I'm pulling out stitches one by one. He tells me our upstairs neighbor's pipes are busted..so, I'm here thinking, maybe we'll have a leak and I start looking at the ceilings...nothing. Several hours go by and Masha, the neighbors wife comes downstairs and asks me to run the faucet to see if there is something wrong with my water pressure..NOPE...baby and I are all set thank-you!....My sister and her lover visit....I'm excited to show them the basement which I have been decorating and arranging...It's a lovely basement, three bedrooms, a full bathroom, and a living-room, fully carpeted with several storage rooms as well......Can you see where this is going?? Huh? Huh? We traverse down the stairs, me feeling like Indiana Jones or something because instead of a torch I know where the light switch is...Juanita is just behind me with baby in arms and Dana last..down the stairs, around the corner to the hall way..and squish (I cannot possibly convey that feeling in type)...my socks are suddenly soaked...I freeze, tell them to stop......peel of my sodden socks and continue to the light switch...the hallway is obviously flooded...I walk back to the group...the little adventurers peel off their socks and follow. The extent of the flooding seems to be the hallway..so I throw my socks in the laundry room...and after showing them the rooms...we walk back upstairs...I hear what sounds like a waterfall on the way up so instead of taking the door leading to the house, I open the back door..Aha! We now have a water fountain under the back deck...I'm still not depressed about the situation. The little lovers create makeshift snowshoes and venture through the snowy backyard to see if they can tell whats up...With them outside, I call my lover......he's stuck in traffic...The little ones walk back in and tell me theres a HUGE gash in the outside pipe...OK....I ask the kids to watch the babe, and walk upstairs....Masha informs me her husband Serge has call our landlord HOURS ago...in what seems like moments later there's a knock on the back door...Tom the landlords' son asks me about the laundry on the floor of the laundry room....I pull on my sturdiest boots and follow him.......Oh my fockkin gosh! My laundry room is also flooded. He takes me to our storage.........its the worst..at least I had the gumption to put everything up on shelves...I'm organised like that..There is at least two inches of water on the ground......
In retrospect this situation shouldn't be frustrating. At the time I felt harangued, upset, and miserable. We'd just signed a contract to make the downstairs ours as well, now its flooded, we're supposed to have a friend of Serges move in on Tuesday!!! (It took me a while to get used to that idea) Everything seemed disconcerted and I didn't know what to do...to top that off, the plumber who came to fix the situation turned off all the water...no bubble bath for baby....so an integral part of our bedtime routine is flubbed! Today, everything is fine. A service will be called to remove the water and dry the basement, our water is on, baby is napping (^_^)
That is actually, most likely, the most interesting thing thats happened for weeks..I should be happy.
And finally, I just finished reading this book:
It took me about a day and a half. Its not life changing, but it is charming and well written.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Meatball Potato Soup
Three posts in one day...gosh, if I was this productive living my life I would have graduated college, finished my quilt and been my ideal weight by now... any-who...with tons of batter left from making spinach chicken nuggets for pumpkin earlier, I decided to make meatballs. As I added breadcrumbs to the moist batter from earlier, it occurred to me that I would love some soup. I rolled the batter into little balls and baked it at 350..For the soup..I came up with this.
Meatball Potato Soup..simple, filling and delicious..
All I did was cut up two large potatoes and a small onion. I barely covered them with water in a small soup pot, covered it and left it to boil..as I waited I made Sephy's dinner...
She had purple potatoes, two slices of beet, two carrots and two meatballs...she eats healthier than I do!!
When the potatoes are soft and falling apart...I added some milk..and a cube of chicken bullion. When the milk was heated, I added the meatballs and I was done..I topped it off with some green onion and slices of beet. Sephy ended up eating most of mine..and ended up with the bowl on her head...which led me to the conclusion: if I'm serious about this blogging thing I need a better camera..till next time.
Meatball Potato Soup..simple, filling and delicious..
All I did was cut up two large potatoes and a small onion. I barely covered them with water in a small soup pot, covered it and left it to boil..as I waited I made Sephy's dinner...
She had purple potatoes, two slices of beet, two carrots and two meatballs...she eats healthier than I do!!
When the potatoes are soft and falling apart...I added some milk..and a cube of chicken bullion. When the milk was heated, I added the meatballs and I was done..I topped it off with some green onion and slices of beet. Sephy ended up eating most of mine..and ended up with the bowl on her head...which led me to the conclusion: if I'm serious about this blogging thing I need a better camera..till next time.
Spinach Chicken Nuggets
After last Mondays appointment, Sephy's doctor informed me that my daughter is slightly anemic. After reassuring me that this is common and normal in children her age (9 mos.) he prescribed some iron drops. I dunno. I've decided that I will not pick up this prescription and just feed my daughter more leafy greens...so today endeavoring to do this, I made Spinach Chicken Nuggets...she loved them. I'm sure my lover will too.
Then, I chopped some garlic, cilantro, green peppers, and spinach.
After that I added black pepper, oats, eggs, and some cornstarch.
and mixed...
The result is a moist fragrant batter, I spooned them into a frying pan filled with peanut oil..
ALL DONE!!
They were delicious.
I started by using a food chopper/processor to chop/grind the chicken.
Then, I chopped some garlic, cilantro, green peppers, and spinach.
After that I added black pepper, oats, eggs, and some cornstarch.
and mixed...
The result is a moist fragrant batter, I spooned them into a frying pan filled with peanut oil..
ALL DONE!!
They were delicious.
And So I'l Begin Anew
Today I woke up feeling...unsettled. I need a change. I need to share. I want to and so I will. With that firm resoluteness it only took me until 1:41 to decide I should start writing a blog. My life is interesting. I live it. I know things. Why not?
My daughter is sleeping. I cringe in my bedroom at her little sounds thinking this might be it, she might wake up, ready to play, ready to need me. I'm really terrible, huh? Heck, when everyone talks about the joys of motherhood they sure leave big gaps. Motherhood IS wonderful. Looking down and seeing the little person you created, theres just nothing like it. What they don't mention is the little things, stolen moments of self time....and moments over..back to Mommy mode.
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