Recipe recommendations.

12 Apr

Every time the conversation has an appropriate opening, I’ve been telling everyone about Iowa Girl Eats. We’ve followed her blog for a couple years now but recently have made a couple more meals that have astounded us. I love her use of unsweetened almond milk and cauliflower rice. While most of her meals are gluten free, because that’s not a necessity for us, we just sub standard ingredients. Here are our favorite Iowa Girl Eats:

The other place we’ve gathered recipes that have been nothing but home-runs is King Arthur Flour. I’ve made their 2021 Recipe of the Year a couple times now with nothing but tasty results – Perfectly Pillowy Cinnamon Rolls. Dave gets his bagel recipe from King Arthur and their cheesy pan pizza (2020 Recipe of the Year) is amazing. We picked up their Baker’s Companion at Costco; it’s 500+ pages of recipes, science of baking, and tips. I am convinced they can do no wrong.

Einstein, aka Little Dog

11 Apr

Einstein. Little Dog. Sometimes jerk and sometimes cuddler extraordinaire.

Einstein was pretty much not feeling his tip-top self until maybe a month and a half ago. Lots of trips outside, especially in the middle of the night. Special prescription dog food, a couple extra vet appointments, and now he seems to be back on track.

Here’s a list of things he’s ate: a hole in the carpet; part of an old, vintage chair arm (that already had a hole – he was just helping make its appearance more known); sticks; Dave’s wallet; extension cord (that wasn’t plugged in, oh, boy). (To our knowledge, none of these things were connected to his sickness. They were just bonuses.)

Einstein learned how to escape his kennel. His wire, door-latched kennel. I came home one day and Einstein should have been in his kennel … and yet, he greeted me at the door. Huh. I must have not latched the door completely, I thought. But then it happened again. And a third time. Little Houdini unlatches the top latch and somehow sneaks his way out. Because of the dangers involved with the escape, we’ve begun to let the dogs roam when we leave. Nothing has been chewed or destroyed. (Yet.)

He’s a sock stealer and of great annoyance to his older brother. But he’s also pretty darn sweet and cuddly. Smart too. We start obedience classes this week. He continues to get car sick when we reach the one hour mark in motion; still hoping that ceases as he grows older.

Quilting with panels.

3 Jan

It all started with a Christmas quilt. Instagram sucked me in and I had to search and find the Christmas panel to make a Christmas throw of my own. Once I found myself on Fat Quarter Shop’s website, the panel page sucked me in deeper. I ordered not one but three quilt panels. This is their story.

Quilt panel the first. The original. The reason this all started. I ordered the panel and cuddle minky to go on the back. And let me tell you. The cuddle minky on the back makes it the heaviest, comfiest, warmest couch throw. Dave felt it and immediately wanted his own.

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Which was a good thing because quilt panel number two was purchased for him. Dave has a love for all things 80s and nostalgic including the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles of his childhood. He instructed me on how to grow the panel into throw-quilt size; the actual panel is as big as the green border. The color choices are his (and certainly *cough* not the route I would have went but it’s his quilt). His is backed in a black minky and equally as cuddly as my Christmas throw.

Quilt panel number three is for our nephew who is obsessed with Super Mario. It was his birthday this past week and, as this family has more toys than they know what to do with, we tend to go the homemade or experience route when it comes to gifts. He recently got a Super Mario bed and thus, a Super Mario quilt must be next. (The panel goes to the blue border. I added the polka dots – of course – and gray to make it twin bed-ish size.) It was also a first for me – a machine-stitched binding. While I usually love to sit on the couch and hand sew the binding, time was of the essence and, after the it was complete, I really like how it looks.

Laughter is a good thing.

30 Dec

I don’t even remember who posted it or where I found it but a couple nights ago I stumbled across this –

I can.not.stop.laughing. I’ve texted it to friends. I found a way to include it next week in my weekly “Monday Meditation” email to the hospice team. I thought about it while driving today and snickered in the car. I just talked to Dave about it tonight and I could hardly get through explaining why it’s so funny to me. Whatever this is, it’s my sense of humor in a nutshell.

I hope it makes you laugh too.

Exciting day.

21 Dec

Two things made today extra exciting.

First, I received my first dose of the covid vaccine. The health care company I work for declared hospice employees with direct patient contact to be “tier 1.” As soon as they got their first shipment of vaccines, they began distributing to tier 1 employees. For me, that meant today. There was some gravity to moment; it’s been a long year and (I hope) this means relief is in sight in the year to come, especially for all the health care workers who certainly work with covid patients more than I do.

Second, across from the hospital where I received my vaccine today was a Caribou Coffee. Guys. A Caribou Coffee. In Milwaukee. (A MN coffee chain, dontchaknow.) Now, I know there are Caribous in Wisconsin but I thought the farthest east was Madison. Milwaukee, people! Of course I stopped after I spent my 30 minutes sitting in an auditorium following my vaccination. Now, unfortunately, it’s not a full-on Caribou; it’s shared with an Einstein Bagels. However, I will take whatever amount of Caribou I can find on this side of the state. #icedvanillalatte You can bet when I return in three weeks for my second vaccine dose I’ll stop again.

Saturday favorites.

12 Dec

Salted caramel butter bars. Now, these aren’t new to my recipe box (We served them at our wedding.) but I recently made a pan to take into the office. Here’s why: in my interview for my current job, the last question I was asked was what I would bring to potluck. My interviewers stressed that this was a very important question. Salted caramel butter bars were my answer. Well, potlucks aren’t happening right now (thanks, pandemic) so I made a pan for people to take through the week. Let’s just say they were fans.

Christmas movies. Dave and I are making a list of our favorites to work our way through in the next couple weeks. There are the classics – Home Alone, Elf, Rudolf, Christmas Vacation – and there are others – Just Friends, Gremlins, Die Hard. (Die Hard was the movie last night. I promptly fell asleep.) What’s on your Christmas movie list?

Ted Lasso on Appletv. This is seriously my favorite show of the year. Absolutely delightful. Uplifting. Funny. I will recommend it until I’m blue in the face … and I think I might watch it again before the year is up. (It features a hilarious Back to the Future reference as well. Bonus.)

Vanilla cashew clusters. I bought five pounds of cashews at Costco and plan to make these like it’s my job this weekend. They’re a great treat that’s super mailable and a bit different than a traditional cookie. I’m not sure I’ll be baking any traditional Christmas treats this year when there is no place to take them …

Charlee Bears. We’ve been going through these like crazy as training treats for Einstein. (Of course Emmett gets some too.) We were introduced to these while in NC earlier this year. They’re perfect for putting a handful in your pocket and having treats at the ready. They’re also Emmett and Einstein approved.

The pups have recently found themselves subscribed to Barkbox. We’ve only gotten one box so far but it was the Home Alone themed box and it was absolutely genius. (Check out the theme – seriously. Whoever came up with those toys and treat names, give them a prize.) It will give the little one some toy variety and new training treats each month. As if they weren’t before, they are full-on spoiled at this point. No denying it.

Now things are going to get really exciting …

Car trash bag. I basically work out of my car now so I needed a garbage solution for gum wrappers, mask bags, etc. so I sewed up a version of a trash bag. I loosely followed this pattern, adding in a couple adjustments for more shape. The chaplain who trained me saw it and asked me to make her one. It’s a handy thing (that can be sewn with pretty fabrics) to have. Perhaps it’s a practical sewn item that could get added to Sew Practical’s inventory at some point.

Is anyone else exhausted?

5 Dec

I could blame a couple of things. 1. A puppy who wakes up at 4am and thinks it’s time to get on with the day. 2. Navigating a new job that includes lots of chatting for this introvert. 3. Pandemic, eh? 4. Less day light. 5. Too little coffee. 6. Pressures of the season to get all-the-things done. 7. Any number of other things I’ll think of later that may or may not be actually related.

Life has indeed been pretty tiring lately. Maybe for you too. Today was one of the days the puppy was up at 4am to go outside. I put him back in his kennel with some calming sleepy time music playing (We’ve seriously found that helps.) but to no avail this time. He was alive, awake, alert and enthusiastic. We made it to 5am before we headed to the living room for play time. Overall, he’s a pretty good pup. And he’s darn cute to boot.

My new job is slowly becoming less new. I am mostly done with my orientation and taking on my own caseload of patients and families. My days include a lot of driving, phone calls, and computer charting. I’m also trying to get to know my coworkers – as it’s my job to be a source of support to them too – but golly, that’s not easy in a Microsoft Teams world.

I was talking to Dave about the exhaustion (He’s there too.) and he gave back a phrase I’ve given him many times: small wins. We could maybe call them small joys too. Here’s what I got:

  • Two Christmas trees are up and they have lights. That might be as far as we get this year but the lights are lovely.
  • A puppy who has now learned to ring the bell to go outside for bathroom breaks.
  • A Christmas throw just ready and waiting to be quilted.
  • I’m going on a joint visit with a nurse on Monday = a chance to see a coworker in person.
  • At least the dog sleeps until 4am instead of, say, 2:30. Perspective, right?
  • Christmas shopping (online) for the nieces and nephews.
  • To combat the exhaustion, I’m on a kick to walk/jog 50 km by New Year’s day. (It’s catchy if you say it aloud – “50k by New Year’s day.” 12 down, 38 to go.)

Small wins. Small joys. They add up. Fuel to keep going in the midst of exhaustion. Name your own. It might help.

An autumn of change.

10 Oct

As the leaves change color, so does life.

This autumn in particular holds a couple of big shifts for us.

Cute news first. Emmett is getting a puppy brother – quite literally his half-brother as they have the same mom, Sadie. Einstein will come home with us in early November; we’ll do a quick road trip to MN to pick her up from Rose Creek, the same place we picked up Emmett three years ago. He’s pretty darn adorable and we certainly hope he’s as chill as Emmett. (Though part of me thinks we can’t get that lucky twice.)

In other news, my last day at Lincoln Elementary was Thursday. If it were a normal school year, I’d be more sad about it but in the time of covid, school was much more stressful and hard and uncertain. It was my last day because on Monday I begin a new adventure as a hospice chaplain. I’ll be part of a team, based within the Aurora hospital system, that serves patients in Racine, Kenosha, and northern Illinois. It’s full time and new and exciting and anxiety-producing and all sorts of things. There will be a couple weeks of orientation before I begin doing the actual work. I’m hopeful it will be a good fit.

Since I’ll be based out of home, I’ve set out to peel wallpaper in the guest room – the LAST ROOM in our house that still has it. (And, naturally, it has the wallpaper that seems to be the absolute hardest to remove. Sigh.) It will transition to a combo guest room/office for me. We picked up a cute secretary desk that will go perfectly in the corner. Always a project. Updates to come.

Sourdough update.

18 Sep

Back when we were stuck at home in the middle of winter, when flour was in short supply, when I was looking for projects, I began a sourdough starter. (Here.) I baked a loaf or three of sourdough bread, plus lots of goodies with the sourdough discard. Then summer arrived. I tucked the starter in the back of my fridge. Who wants to bake bread in a 450 degree oven when it’s 85 outside?

It was in the back of the fridge longer than it should have been. In everything I’ve read, a refrigerated starter should still be recharged every couple weeks. I didn’t for probably, oh, two and a half months. I pulled it out a week ago, as the weather begins to get cooler, and you know what? My starter is stronger than ever, baby.

A mark of a good starter is that it doubles in size after it’s fed. Mine never did that before; it would rise but never double. Now? It nearly triples in size. It’s an active little jar of delicious goop on the counter.

Last night I began prepping a deep dish foccacia bread to eat with pumpkin chili tonight. (Pumpkin chili: don’t knock it until you’ve tried it. I first had it with my Dawson-turned-Austin friends. It’s healthy and suuuuper filling and perfect for chilly nights. Tonight’s version features peppers and tomatoes from the garden.) Now, I’ve never made foccacia bread before. Dave doesn’t even know what focaccia bread is so this is new on lots of levels.

It’s a thing of beauty. And super delicious. Look at those glorious bubbles created by the wild yeast in the starter! Maybe tomorrow morning we’ll cut a piece in half to make egg sandwiches. (YUM.) Dave said it kind of tastes like pizza bread which means next time we really should smoosh chunks of mozzarella and pepperoni in it and dip it in marinara. (YUM.) This time around I added rosemary (my favorite from the garden) but cheese is always a good idea.

Sunroom reno.

1 Sep

This is it. The last project to share from my extended time at home.* I return to school on Tuesday to work four days a week as an instructional paraprofessional – the job I left last March when the stay-at-home order began. It’s hard to think about going back after six months at home but I’m kind of ready to not paint or garden. We accomplished MUCHO over this time.

The sunroom is the room that sold me on the house. Hexagon tile floor. Skylights with loads of windows. Love.

However, I didn’t love the brick walls. The brick was, eh, not pretty brick. Between the brick and the floor, there was a lot going on that didn’t really seem cohesive.

To the horror of some and the delight of others, we painted the brick. Primed and then painted. And it was not enjoyable. Ugh. Painting brick = not fun. However, the result? Totally worth it.

The trim was painted black. The doors a shade of teal – Sherwin Williams “Calypso” to be precise. (Our front door is now the same color.) The ceiling a light shade of blue. (I ordered the ceiling paint online to pick-up curbside at our local Sherwin Williams store. An employee called me to make sure I indeed wanted ceiling paint tinted blue. Yup. We’re painting our ceiling blue.)

The far corner with comfy chairs is where Dave camps out to work from home each day. The table begs for family/friends to visit and dine. (Someday. Post-pandemic.) The dog crate on the far side is one of Emmett’s favorite spots to nap. We will hang out here and drink coffee on weekends; come fall, the cute electric fireplace in the corner will get much use.

The skylights still need a coat of paint. A couple new rugs are on the agenda. The ceiling fan begs for an update/replacement. But the improvement already is immense. IMMENSE. It’s a bright, delightful, classic room. Still sells me on the house.

 

*Unless I share our outdoor update. We made our way around the entire house, revamping the gardens, and spread 12 yards of mulch in the process.

 

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