Friday, September 30, 2011

October 2010.

 Fall is most-definitely my favorite time of year. I try to rush it and make it start in September, but it really doesn't start until October. Don't get me wrong. There are some very "fall" things that I love about September. Things like school supplies and wearing cardigans again and being able to turn the oven on. But, October is really where fall happens for me. The trees start turning. It's cool enough to sleep with the windows open and need to wrap in a quilt.

I started making this little album last November. I didn't finish it until March. I'm a slacker like that. And, I'm sharing it here and now to remind you and me and anyone else out that just how much I love October.

First, I have to say that I can take no credit for anything about this album (besides the pictures). It is completely copied from an Ali Edwards class. I know some of you think it's beyond lame that I copy things. But, honestly? I love to copy. It is a really low stress way for me to find techniques and products that I wouldn't otherwise be brave enough to try. Often, it helps me find ideas I like enough to play around with more to make my own. And, I do always try to give credit where credit is due. And, I do not ever submit (not that anyone ever really publishes me) something that was copied.

















Sunday, September 25, 2011

I love pumpkin.


I present for your viewing pleasure all of my pumpkin-related bookmarks and pins. If you don't see me for awhile it's safe to assume that the giant stash of canned pumpkin in my cupboard crashed down on me or that I am simply cooking or baking something with pumpkin in it.  Enjoy!

Pumpkin is good for breakfast.

  • Pumpkin Pancakes. I actually made this recipe - last year for Halloween at Em and Justin's. It - especially the flavored butter - was incredible.


I have wanted to try pumpkin in cinnamon rolls for awhile.
Pumpkin seeds are good for roasting.
Pumpkin is good for eating with kids.

Pumpkin is good in brownies and bars.
Pumpkin is good in bread.
Pumpkin might be good in cookies.
Pumpkin is good in cupcakes and cakes.
Pumpkin is good with Nutella. Although, what isn't good with Nutella?
Pumpkin is good in candy.
Pumpkin is great to drink.

Monday, September 19, 2011

On 7 Years of Marriage

Brad and I celebrated our wedding anniversary on September 18th. We have known each other for more than 12 years and have been married for seven of those years.

I was 19 when we started dating. I just finished my first semester of college (studying to be an accountant), worked at a movie theater, drove a 1992 silver Sundance, couldn't (legally) drink, and lived in my parents' basement. I didn't have a cellphone and still used an AOL email address (Can you hear the screeching noise followed by "You've got mail!"?). I weighed significantly less than I do now, didn't have glasses, and thought Express and the Gap were the height of fashion.

Brad was 20 when we started dating. He was in college (studying to be a game warden), worked at the movie theater (with me), and lived at his mom's house. He thought a turtleneck under a t-shirt was the height of fashion. (I was willing to overlook that detail.) He was passionate about hunting, fishing, and being outdoors.

In the twelve years since, our lives have changed in tremendous ways.

We have lived (together) at four different addresses in three different cities. We each have very different jobs than we would have forecasted 12 years ago and are living somewhere I never would have anticipated.

We have lost friends and loved ones. We have welcomed friends and loved ones. We have made incredible new friends.

We have a dog.

Facebook was invented.

We make more than double the amount of money we did twelve years ago.

We have each had our wedding rings re-sized once. His got smaller. Mine got larger.

Brad has found fitness and a healthy lifestyle. He added biking and running to his already-long list of outdoor activities. He has been promoted at his job.

I have learned to cook and increased my love of television. I graduated from college (three times!) and am moving into my third professional job.

We negotiate (often very poorly) the shared responsibilities that come with being adults and owning a home.

An anniversary seems like as good a time as any to say thank you to my husband. I love that I have him to come home to. I love that I have someone - him - to share my life with. Not just someone to share the responsibilities and burdens or the celebrations and happiness, but someone that I know will be there for the "dailiness" of life.

An anniversary also seems like as good a time as any to be honest. It's hard to be married.

It's not always happy or eventful or fun.

A lot changes in 12 years; neither Brad or I are the same person we were in 1999. We disagree more often than not, and changes over time seem to emphasize the differences in our personalities and interests far more than the similarities.

In the next year or my marriage (and, hopefully, in the many years to follow), I will look for ways for Brad and I to spend time together doing things we both enjoy. I will look for the positive and see the negative as things to be solved and not things to complain about.

Oh. And, I will also try to be just a little more responsible about doing the dishes and keeping the house clean.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Meal Plan

Sunday:
Tortellini with Meat Sauce
Apple Crisp

Monday:
Book Club

Tuesday:
Working late


Wednesday:
Mongolian Beef
Steamed Broccoli
Brown Rice

Horrid. Do not ever make this again. Meat was so sweet it tasted like candy.


Thursday:
Shredded Italian Beef (crockpot meal)
Italian Chopped Salad

Beware. Salad recipes makes a lot of salad. Also, we added a few veggies that weren't in the recipe like cucumbers and green pepper.


Friday:
Oven Baked Risotto with Caprese Chicken
Left-over Chopped Salad
Never got to this. Went to Red Robin instead.
 
Saturday:
Roast Chicken with Lemon and Bacon with Rosemary Potatoes
Steamed Green Beans
Never got to this. Brad went biking, and I had Thai take-out.

Breakfast:
Frozen waffles
Coffee with creamer

Lunch:
Left-over spaghetti
Veggies and Dip

Snacks:
Hard-boiled eggs
Fruit

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Dinner: A to Z (brought to you by C)

Pardon the cell phone picture that is neither flattering nor properly colored.

Stephanie and I have been "patrons of the arts" for the past few years. We had season tickets to our local performing arts center Broadway Across America series. It was a great reason for us to get together for some adult conversation, singing, and dancing.

This year, for a lot of reasons, it was time for us to begin a new tradition.

We are now PoDM - Patrons of Dinner and a Movie.

Our inaugural event was last Friday - except we just planned to be PoD and not PoDM. 

And, we devised a plan to eat our way through the alphabet. Our monthly dinner destinations are to be selected, alphabetically, from the "Restaurant" section of the yellow pages (remember those?). 

Our first dinner would be at a restaurant that starts with "A." We decided to pass on each of the local Arby's and Applebee's and picked a great local Greek restaurant, The Apollon.

Then, there was a giant storm, and The Apollon had no power.

So, we decided to scour the phone book for restaurants beginning with "B." There are lots of Burger Kings and Buffalo Wild Wings near us, and one "B" restaurant, a new Italian place, that looked promising. Except, it was also in the part of town that was sans power.

So, we moved on to "C" and went to our favorite Italian place, Carmella's. Stephanie had the chicken parm. I had the ariana (chicken breast / crispy eggplant / prosciutto /asiago / tomato sauce / linguine). We shared the tiramisu. It was delightful.

And, now we need to decide if our next dinner should be at a "D" restaurant or if we should go back to "A." "D" would bring options such as:
Dairy Queen
Dick and Joan's Supper Club (a personal favorite!)
Domino's Pizza (one of several local places)

Hmmm. Maybe we should do a "Double D" and pick a "D" restaurant followed by a trip to Dairy Queen?

Monday, September 12, 2011

Feast (August): Shrimp Boil

In January there was the roast chicken feast.
In February, there was the Big Mouth, Big Bowl: Soup Challenge.
In March, we had a Red Lobster Fake-out feast.
In April, we had our feast at Nakashima - no photos involved,
In May, we had a Mother's Day Brunch.
In June, we had an impromptu dinner party.
In July, we had a shrimp salad feast.
In August, we hosted a dinner party honoring Jane Eyre.

And, in August we had a shrimp boil feast.

I first got the idea when Ezra Pound Cake posted menu ideas for a True Blood premiere party. Labor Day weekend seemed like a great time to try it.

On a visit to my parent's house in July, I spotted my mom boiling corn in a giant pot. I asked to borrow the pot. She asked why. I told her about the shrimp boil. She offered to come to the boil and bring the pot.

This was the scene from the kitchen for most of the day. With these two at the stove, I really had to be vigilant (and loud!) if I had an opinion about something.



This was the scene from the living room; it was raining most of the day.


Sometimes, the living room dwellers would attempt to help in the kitchen.


And, other times the living room dwellers just came into the kitchen to provide some entertainment. (Imagine Luke saying, "I am a robot. I am a robot." in a very monotone voice from inside the metal bucket.)



Somehow - in the midst of all the chaos - we managed to cook a pretty delicious meal. The process did get a little hectic at times. We followed a recipe for a shrimp boil from Ezra Pound Cake.

Makes 6 servings

Broth:
3 Tbsp Old Bay seasoning (or favorite crab boil mix)
3 lemons, quartered
2 Tbsp salt
2 bay leaves
1 can or bottle of beer
1 onion, quartered
1 head garlic, sliced in half horizontally
Cayenne pepper
Hot Sauce

2 lb small red potatoes
2 lb Andouille sausage, sliced on the bias into thirds
6 ears corn, shucked and halved
2 to 3 pounds raw shrimp, peeled and thawed

Melted butter

Fill a large stockpot with about 5 quarts of water. Add all broth ingredients and bring to a rolling boil.

Add potatoes, lower heat to medium-high, and simmer, uncovered, 15 minutes.
Add sausage, and cook for another 5 minutes.
Add corn, and cook for another 7 minutes.
Add shrimp, stir, and cook for about 3 minutes or until shrimp turn pink. Drain.

Dump everything on to a table lined with newspapers.

Serve with melted butter, hot sauce, salt and pepper, and ice cold beer.

 



A few notes about the recipe. . .
  • I opted for Penzey's shrimp and crab boil.  I've never been disappointed by any of Penzey's spices. . . until the shrimp and crab boil. Next time, I'll just go with Old Bay or Zatarain's.
  • I also didn't think the final product had enough salt or pepper.
  • I almost skipped the sausage. I normally don't like the spiciness of the Andouille. I am so glad I added it, though. It was the most flavorful part of the boil.
  • We doubled the recipe but attempted to cook everything in one pot. We should have used two separate pots because we ended up transferring some of the ingredients to a second pot (which wasn't as carefully seasoned) part way through cooking. And, the cooking times were impacted a lot by having so many ingredients in one pot.
  • Overall, I just didn't feel like our final product had a much flavor. It really needed the sausage. Using a different shrimp seasoning, and adding more salt and pepper would help. I might also add a little more spice next time - maybe even some lemon pepper.
  • We covered the counter top with a few flattened garbage bags before adding paper bags to actually serve the food on. Clean-up was super simple!
  • The menu was super simple. Appetizers were light - a veggie tray, a bread dip, and some deviled eggs. Dinner was just the shrimp boil and some crusty bread (with plenty of butter). Dessert was an ice cream sundae bar.


Everyone enjoyed the food - especially the littles. Dottie couldn't get enough corn, and Luke (no big surprise here!) was a huge fan of the shrimp.






So - we declared 2011 the year of the feast. And, we've been pretty successful so far in hosting a monthly feast. It's been a great way to eat well at home, try new recipes, and do something the kids and grown-ups can both enjoy.

I'm not sure what our September and October feast menus will be. Any ideas?

November will be Thanksgiving. We're really good at Thanksgiving.

I'm not sure about December. Maybe something for New Year's Eve?

And, if you're interested in coming - just let me know. The more the merrier.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Remembering doesn't seem like enough


Brad and I went to our community's 9/11 ten year remembrance ceremony this morning. It was organized by local fire and police departments. They placed a flag for each fire fighter or police officer who lost their life on 9/11. Uniformed officers placed a white carnation for each civilian who lost their life on 9/11 while our community band played. A bell-tolled to honor fallen fire fighters. Rifles saluted fallen police officers. A bagpiper played amazing grace. A World War II veteran and a veteran from the current war in Iraq played an echo-version of "Taps." And, a six-foot tall, twisted piece of steel from one of the World Trade Center Towers to be placed in a community memorial was dedicated.



We went to the Memorial with Nicky, Natalie, Katelyn, and Jonathan. Chris, in his dress uniform, was part of the Honor Guard. Natalie and Katelyn (and many of the other children in attendance) were a little restless during the ceremony. Part of me was annoyed that they didn't remember or understand. Part of me wanted to pull them all aside and teach them a little lesson about what happened. Part of me was so thankful that they haven't had to know anything like 9/11 during their lifetimes. I wondered what the "I remember where I was moment" will be for them.

I watched a lot of television today. My favorite was Diane Sawyer's story with the children who were born after their father died on 9/11. Seeing the pictures of how much these kids have grown in 10 years reminded me of the resilience of the human spirit.

Watching television today transported me to 10 years ago. I remember being glued to the television in my college apartment, watching news coverage that included shots of the smoking rubble in New York on a giant screen in the student union, and listening to NPR coverage of the event while at work the evening of 9/11. I remember not being able to get enough images and information in the days after the attacks.


I (Brad, actually) bought not one but two newspapers today looking for the comic strip tributes to 9/11. We ended up with a New York Times. There were no comics in it, but there was a great tribute section. And, we ended up with a local paper that did have the comics I was looking for. I loved seeing how these artists used their talent to remember.

I remembered where I was when I heard about 9/11. I was sleeping, actually, for the last few minutes before an early morning (8 or 9 AM) class. The phone rang. It was Brad's dad calling to tell us to turn on the television. I got up and went to class - which was canceled. I ended up at the union watching television coverage with a friend.

I know a few people who have served in Iraq or Afghanistan as a result of America's war on terror that began that day. I am subject to the same airport security, terror threat levels, and daily concerns about safety that are part of every American's life.

But, mostly I have lived my life since 9/11. I have had so many opportunities, life events, and happy, ordinary days during the past ten years that those who lost their lives on 9/11 were never able to experience with their own families and loved ones. The impact on my life - my sacrifices - have really been nothing in comparison to those who lost friends and family on 9/11 or the war that has ensued.

Going to a memorial, watching some television coverage, and writing a blog post hardly seems like enough of a tribute.

Wednesday, September 07, 2011

Notes from the Dark - Part 2


Note: I actually wrote this sitting on my couch at 8:76 on Sunday evening. The only light in my house was the glow from my laptop screen. I had 75% power. I wrote to keep myself entertained. It is a continuation of an earlier rant. Because I had no power and no (gasp!) Internet, there was be a delay in actually posting it.
At first – late Sunday night – the whole idea of living without electricity, of being off the grid, of being eco-friendly seemed like great fun. I thought it might be a little like camping or maybe an opportunity to embrace my inner pioneer girl or just a chance to live the simple life.
Amazingly enough, though, a girl can still enjoy many of the perks of modern-life without power. For example, you can still flush the toilet. I grew up in a house with a well, so I was accustomed to not being able to flush the toilet when there was no power. I was terrified that we were all (my parents were visiting during this little incident) going to have to use the same toilet and not be able to flush. That turned out fine, though. Apparently, you can flush without power in the city. Who knew?!!??
And, then I realized that our hot water heater is powered by natural gas. We could have no power and still be able to take a hot shower. Again. Not exactly like camping, being Laura Ingalls Wilder, or living the simple life.
Although, showering without electricity doesn’t exactly lead to a glamorous life; my hair needs blow-drying and straightening. And, showering is a lot more pleasant with a towel to use afterwards. I was doing laundry on Sunday while we still had power. All of my towels were – unfortunately – either in the wash machine (if they were light colored) or sitting in a dirty heap on the floor (if they were dark colored).
I digress, though. . . back to why life without power isn’t that bad.
It didn’t take me long to remember that I could stay in touch with people (and read Facebook) on my phone. And, I could charge said phone from the comfort of the front seat of my car. I was really starting to wonder why I pay lots of my hard-earned money to the power company. Who needs power?!!?? Down with electricity!
By Sunday morning (12 hours [most of which I spent sleeping] into life without power) I was bored and missing television just a little bit. So, I thought to myself, “What would Laura Ingalls Wilder do?” I was a big fan of her as a child (the books –not the television show) and decided that she would probably entertain herself by going back to bed. Again, life off the grid just kept getting better and better.
Now, though, it is almost 8PM – nearly five hours after the power company thought we would return to an illuminated existence. We still have no power. And, I am bored.
I miss the Internet. Oh, how I miss the Internet!
And, I really want to watch television. My DVR should be busy filling with shows right now. I should be watching HBO On Demand to catch the episodes of Entourage and True Blood that didn’t record last night. I am missing Intervention right now!
The idea of reading by candlelight or just snuggling up with Memphis to go to bed early is simply not appealing. Yeah. I can flush the toilet or run all the hot water I want, but I’d really just like my power back.
So, with only 73% power remaining on my laptop I am signing off at 8:11.

Tuesday, September 06, 2011

Random Thoughts from the Dark – Part 1


Note: Although I posted this Tuesday night, I actually wrote this Monday night. I was sitting on my couch at 7:53 on Monday evening. The only light in my house was the glow from my laptop screen. I had 78% power. I was typing this post to keep myself entertained. Because I had no power and no (gasp!) Internet, there was a delay in actually posting it.
There was a storm here on Friday. It wasn’t one of those deals the meteorologists talk about for days ahead of time, getting all excited, and worrying everyone in within the tri-state area. Nope. This weather event came out of nowhere in the middle of the day with 80 mile per hour winds and torrential downpours. It was so fast and furious that the meteorologists didn’t even have time to give it any kind of cute name. Schools let out early on Friday because they had no power. Whole neighborhoods spent three days in the dark. 
Note.  Spell check fixed “meteorologist” for me every. single. time. I used it in this paragraph. I should really learn how to spell that one on my own.
But, you didn’t come here to read about how this storm impacted other people. You came here to read about me and how the storm impacted me. So, let me tell you about the ways the storm impacted my life.
1. Changed dinner plans
Stephanie and I had dinner plans on Friday night – dinner plans that involved eating at a carefully selected restaurant that started with “A” (more about that in another post). We had to change our plans because our “A” restaurant was in a part of town that had no power. Instead, we had a fabulous dinner and great conversation at one of our favorite restaurants.
2. Parking in the street
Our neighbor’s tree fell on the power and cable lines between the pole and our house. Said incident resulted in power lines on the ground but did not cut off the power, cable, or Internet in our house. It just meant that we had to park in the street until the power company (very busy with the people who actually lost power) made it to our house to take care of the tree and the wires. Oh. We also had to make sure Memphis did not pee on said wires.
3. No power
The power company finally made it here Sunday evening (while we were enjoying a shrimp boil at Angie’s – more in another post). They took care of the very unsafe power lines that were hanging on the ground and left us with – wait for it – absolutely no power at night during a holiday weekend.  They also left a little orange note on the door to remind us they had been here.
Apparently, the power lines are only the responsibility of the power company up to the point where said lines reach the house. We own (lucky us!) any lines that are actually on or in our house. The power company discovered that “our” lines were actually ripped from the house because of the accident with the tree. We had to fix “our” lines before the power could be turned back on.
Luckily, Stephanie’s Karl is completely handy. He came over right away on Monday morning (with a ladder attached to the top of his truck and all sorts of special equipment) and had “our” power lines completely fixed up. That was 12 hours ago. I’m still waiting for the power company to make their magical appearance. Note: I didn’t say “patiently” waiting.

Sunday, September 04, 2011

My [Triumphant] Return

How do you sum up a blogging dry-streak of more than a month in a single post?

I could go with a poem. Or a word-less post. Or a video of myself telling you about the last month. Or maybe an interpretive dance.

I'm thinking I will just go with a simple list of  "-ing" verbs for now. And, a promise that I will be a better blogger.

cry-ing
On August 8, 2011 I said goodbye to my dear (and previously trusted) friend, Mac. His life ended too soon; we were together only three short years. His passing was very unexpected. He suffered from an unexplainable hard-drive failure.

To keep my explanation of all of this simple, I will just give you the highlights:
  • Back-up often. Back-up your back-up. I know it sounds nerdy, but really. Do it. It will save you lots of stress and tears.
  • If you are looking for a second career, explore the possibility of hard-drive restoration. Seriously. Those people make lots of money.
  • Buy Apple Care. They replaced my hard-drive even though it was almost 60 days out of warranty. They don't call them Geniuses for nothing.
  • When your computer crashes, check your email. I am amazed by the number of things I email to myself. Those are all files I was able to recover.
play-ing
The pictures I am the most sad about losing are from my mini-break to Minneapolis with Angie in July. We took a cooking class at Cook's of Crocus Hill (learned to make stuffed pasta), shopped at Ikea, enjoyed facials at the Aveda Institute, and ate plenty. And, every. single. picture. is gone. We had a great time, though, believe me.
 

eat-ing
Of course, I have eaten lots of fabulous things since my last post. Highlights include a trip to Chicago to visit Em. We took a cupcake tour downtown and enjoyed dinner at Da Vanti Enoteca. DELICIOUS!




read-ing
I always meant to read Jane Eyre. I am pretty sure that I probably "read" it at some point during high school or college, but I wanted to really read it. So, I found a few friends who wanted to do the same thing and threw a dinner party to honor Miss Eyre. It was a smashing success.








work-ing
I don't have many pictures for this one, friends. The work isn't very exciting. But, this month I taught a three-credit graduate class, created materials for investigating the Common Core State Standards, and finished my (small) part of the WSRA 2012 convention program. 

Then, there's the fact that I actually went back to work. I don't want to say much about that.

Then, there's also the fact that I accepted a new job on Tuesday morning. More about that another time, though.