In recent weeks and months, Sundays seem to have become synonymous with gardening, or at least admiring my garden. Those quiet morning moments are becoming increasingly cherished. Today in particular as we got our first decent harvest from the garden! One squash, one zucchini and a big handful of green beans! It isn't much, but it was one of my proudest moments. I'm beginning to understand the inherent reward in growing your own sustenance. More, more! :)
After our weekly gathering with our CLC family, we hunkered down at home. Armed with a stack of Harry Potter DVDs, we set to work on our least favorite task: cleaning our room. Somehow, husband and I missed the step where you are supposed to outgrow this hatred after adolescence. The rest of our house usually retains some semblance of order, but our room...well, the clothes overtake us. I hate it, and have worked in the past to defeat it, but it is a task that must be managed daily, and I cannot always summon the discipline to do so. Despite the hours it took, the room looks beautiful and it turned out to be some very quality time.
Lastly, joined our best friends and 48 or so other married couples for an evening of marriage celebration, sponsored by our church (and there was Joe Ts!). It was a beautiful night, but a nagging thought kept at me: the focus on repairing marriages in honorable, and certainly needed. But equally necessary in today's society is some serious spotlighting on pre-marital relationship health. Often times I see couples attempting to mend what they have torn apart, when it is possible that it never should have been stitched in the first place. I'm not advocating divorce AT ALL, but rather highlighting the sheer lack of long-term consideration and introspection that needs to take place before you make that promise. How to remedy this? I don't have that answer. Pray and ponder...
Highlights:
1) I am beyond blessed to be married to my best friend. Some days the weight of this hits me harder than others.
2) We played a scavenger hunt at the Marriage Dinner that required you to go around the room and find people who have done certain things in their life. Though it was meant to be lighthearted, it did two things for me: 1)reinforced my desire to complete my 30 by 30 list, and 2) sparked a moment of accomplishment and thankfulness- I really have done a lot in my 27 years!
3) I cannot be trusted with Joe T's tacos. That is all.
Love &...well, Love,
K
Friday, July 6, 2012
June 2 - The Day I Started with Farmers and Ended with Tacos
*sidenote* Going to be honest. Feel like giving up! Quite discouraged at my lack of follow-through. Each lag day leads to another. Boo. Alas, we forge ahead.
I don't remember much about this day, except how long it lasted and how badly my feet hurt. I squeezed in a trip to the Farmer's Market to scope out the locally grown goodness. Each week the selection improves, accompanied by my increasing taste for food adventure. I feel sort of like I'm on Iron Chef, buying unfamiliar seasonal veggies only to figure out how to prepare them later (Shout out Pinterest and my cookbook addiction for your combined indelible contributions to these food forays).
We had a very long day at the pie shop, culminating in a catered baby shower that evening. I took the reigns for the party, a task which carries equal amounts of stress and excitement. I may be royally exhausted at the days end, but knowing that I helped coordinate and make food for a successful soiree leaves me with a smile on my face. Not smiling, however, were my two feet. Regrettably, and against my usually prudent judgement, I opted for cute over comfy when it came to my footwear for the day. 13 hours later...ouch.
I ended the day in complete contradiction to its beginning: a plate of greasy fast food tacos. Because sometimes, you just need FasTaco.
Highlights:
1) The random veggie of choice: Pattypan squash. Its cuteness practically screamed "buy me!".
2) Began working out the plans to actually start my 10 Days of Real Food pledge. Oh if I only knew the change to come...
3) My hubs got to escape the long work day by hanging out with our favorite teenagers. Told him he owes me one! Honestly, though, I'm glad for his willingness to do so, and proud of how much they look up to him. :)
Love & Tired Dogs,
K
I don't remember much about this day, except how long it lasted and how badly my feet hurt. I squeezed in a trip to the Farmer's Market to scope out the locally grown goodness. Each week the selection improves, accompanied by my increasing taste for food adventure. I feel sort of like I'm on Iron Chef, buying unfamiliar seasonal veggies only to figure out how to prepare them later (Shout out Pinterest and my cookbook addiction for your combined indelible contributions to these food forays).
We had a very long day at the pie shop, culminating in a catered baby shower that evening. I took the reigns for the party, a task which carries equal amounts of stress and excitement. I may be royally exhausted at the days end, but knowing that I helped coordinate and make food for a successful soiree leaves me with a smile on my face. Not smiling, however, were my two feet. Regrettably, and against my usually prudent judgement, I opted for cute over comfy when it came to my footwear for the day. 13 hours later...ouch.
I ended the day in complete contradiction to its beginning: a plate of greasy fast food tacos. Because sometimes, you just need FasTaco.
Highlights:
1) The random veggie of choice: Pattypan squash. Its cuteness practically screamed "buy me!".
2) Began working out the plans to actually start my 10 Days of Real Food pledge. Oh if I only knew the change to come...
3) My hubs got to escape the long work day by hanging out with our favorite teenagers. Told him he owes me one! Honestly, though, I'm glad for his willingness to do so, and proud of how much they look up to him. :)
Love & Tired Dogs,
K
Monday, July 2, 2012
June 1 - The Day I Grazed
Employee Snack Day, noun: An 8-9 hour event, occurring in ones place of employment, in which participants exchange homemade or store-bought goods, particularly salt and/or sugar-laden, for group consumption. Traditional mealtimes and biological signs of fullness are disregarded as participants eat continually for the duration of the event. Food is assorted, and may be themed, but donuts are always included regardless of their degree of relation to said theme. See also: Grazing; Overweight Americans
That sort of sums up my first Friday in June. Despite my mocking tone, I am total nut for snack days. I even helped choose the theme for this one: Brunch! There were scones (made by yours truly, but more on that later), iced coffee, sausage, casseroles, cake, chicken salad...*burp*
After such a trying day-long experience for my tummy, I treated it to a snow cone. (you know, ice for the swelling...is that not how it works?) And then to coffee (consider it like Icy Hot - cold to dull the pain, heat to relax it away). I'm such a good trainer.
Speaking of coffee, I met two of my longtime loves for coffee at a local place in Fort Worth. For all its charm, I cannot believe that FW doesn't have more local gems like Buon Giorno. Great atmosphere, better good coffee, and even better company (and I met a new friend. Tried to help him name his band by finding words on sugar packets, but he just wouldn't go for). Delightful {decaf} coffee with a side of wonderful friends = the kind of evening where time just gets lost in the laughter.
Highlights:
1) Scones - I made bacon, cheddar & chive scones. I don't even know what to say. Just so stinkin' good! Will try again with turkey bacon so the hubs can share in the goodness.
2) Got lost getting to the coffee shop...this should not be a highlight as it happens so regularly, but on an up note, did a little downtown FW exploring.
3) The last of my snow cone Fridays with best friend. She's done with her teaching now! We have proposed moving on to craft Fridays, for the benefit of our craft lists and our over-sugared tummies.
Love & Grazing Days,
K
That sort of sums up my first Friday in June. Despite my mocking tone, I am total nut for snack days. I even helped choose the theme for this one: Brunch! There were scones (made by yours truly, but more on that later), iced coffee, sausage, casseroles, cake, chicken salad...*burp*
After such a trying day-long experience for my tummy, I treated it to a snow cone. (you know, ice for the swelling...is that not how it works?) And then to coffee (consider it like Icy Hot - cold to dull the pain, heat to relax it away). I'm such a good trainer.
Speaking of coffee, I met two of my longtime loves for coffee at a local place in Fort Worth. For all its charm, I cannot believe that FW doesn't have more local gems like Buon Giorno. Great atmosphere, better good coffee, and even better company (and I met a new friend. Tried to help him name his band by finding words on sugar packets, but he just wouldn't go for). Delightful {decaf} coffee with a side of wonderful friends = the kind of evening where time just gets lost in the laughter.
Highlights:
1) Scones - I made bacon, cheddar & chive scones. I don't even know what to say. Just so stinkin' good! Will try again with turkey bacon so the hubs can share in the goodness.
2) Got lost getting to the coffee shop...this should not be a highlight as it happens so regularly, but on an up note, did a little downtown FW exploring.
3) The last of my snow cone Fridays with best friend. She's done with her teaching now! We have proposed moving on to craft Fridays, for the benefit of our craft lists and our over-sugared tummies.
Love & Grazing Days,
K
Sunday, July 1, 2012
May 31 - The Day I Storm Day-Dreamed
Here's my usual, albeit odd, train of thought when it comes to rainy weather: "Oh, it's raining. Looks dark outside. When it looks dark like this, it seems like it should be cold. Man I wish it was fall. Know what goes good with fall and stormy weather? Harry Potter. I should be at home watching Harry Potter. Mmm Pumpkin Juice. Make that a Pumpkin Latte. WHY DO I NOT LIVE AT HOGWARTS?"
Or something like that. Alas, I was stuck at my desk, watching the deceptively cold-looking dark clouds roll in, leaving my to day dream at my desk, no HP or Pumpkin Spice Latte to soothe my fall longings. I settled for a lunchtime reading break, curled up in a recliner in our company's "Library", which should certainly be renamed "The Room of Nooks and Naps". There are only 4 recliners, and you have to beat out the nappers with their giant afghan blankets and occasional snores, or fight for a spot from the digital readers. I'm afraid I'll never be in that latter crowd; I love the smell and weight of a book in my hands that no fancy digital reader could ever replace.
All in all, a rather uneventful day, but I didn't mind. After all, who needs adventure when you've got Hogwarts day dreams :)
Highlights:
1) I am re-reading one of my favorite books, The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society. It is just as beautiful and inviting as I remember, and each time I close the cover, I'm left thinking two things: 1) I hope I'm like Elizabeth McKenna when I grow up, and 2) Why the heck am I not on a plane to the Channel Islands?!
2) Went to the store to prepare for snack day. Normally, this would be fine. Except I skipped my snack and went in with a growing tummy. Daft or dangerous, its a toss up really (bonus points if you catch the reference in that last sentence). Either way, I made it out without doing TOO much damage.
3) My house is old, and it has the odd knack for trapping smells for what seems like hours. I don't know if these two are related, but all I'm saying is, if I cook bacon, you could probably come over like 2 days later and know without me telling you. Now, seeing as how the hubs hates bacon, you can imagine his delight when I have to cook pans full for a work day function. How did I end up with the only guy who wouldn't find this appeasing?
Love & Rainy Weather Dreams,
K
Or something like that. Alas, I was stuck at my desk, watching the deceptively cold-looking dark clouds roll in, leaving my to day dream at my desk, no HP or Pumpkin Spice Latte to soothe my fall longings. I settled for a lunchtime reading break, curled up in a recliner in our company's "Library", which should certainly be renamed "The Room of Nooks and Naps". There are only 4 recliners, and you have to beat out the nappers with their giant afghan blankets and occasional snores, or fight for a spot from the digital readers. I'm afraid I'll never be in that latter crowd; I love the smell and weight of a book in my hands that no fancy digital reader could ever replace.
All in all, a rather uneventful day, but I didn't mind. After all, who needs adventure when you've got Hogwarts day dreams :)
Highlights:
1) I am re-reading one of my favorite books, The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society. It is just as beautiful and inviting as I remember, and each time I close the cover, I'm left thinking two things: 1) I hope I'm like Elizabeth McKenna when I grow up, and 2) Why the heck am I not on a plane to the Channel Islands?!
2) Went to the store to prepare for snack day. Normally, this would be fine. Except I skipped my snack and went in with a growing tummy. Daft or dangerous, its a toss up really (bonus points if you catch the reference in that last sentence). Either way, I made it out without doing TOO much damage.
3) My house is old, and it has the odd knack for trapping smells for what seems like hours. I don't know if these two are related, but all I'm saying is, if I cook bacon, you could probably come over like 2 days later and know without me telling you. Now, seeing as how the hubs hates bacon, you can imagine his delight when I have to cook pans full for a work day function. How did I end up with the only guy who wouldn't find this appeasing?
Love & Rainy Weather Dreams,
K
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