26 November 2009
25 November 2009
The time is finally here.
Time to eat, that is.
And give thanks.
Lots of that, indeed.
Now, off to Pazzo's, with C in tow, for Pint Night.
Newcastle. I am thankful for you.
Have a lovely Wednesday night.
I sure will.
Am so thankful. Am so blessed.
24 November 2009
Anyway, I'm sulking in my self-disappointment. Thinking of all the delicious Turkey Day meals ahead, and thoroughly convincing myself (and working quite hard to convince C...I think I almost have him) that we need to go...
I certainly think so.
....and....most importantly, a Hudson update. I guess the Doctors have said that some babies heal quickly, and some slowly. Unfortunately for the Harris family, and all those worried and praying for Hudson, he's a slow healer. He's still in ICU, still struggling to regulate his own body functions, in serious condition though, not critical. So, he's not quite out of the woods, and is progressing slowly, but being such a little trooper and really working hard to pull through. So, please keep praying. And thinking about Bo, Geneva and baby Hud. He needs strength, and I know they do as well :)
Goodnight, ya'll. Goodbye, Tuesday.
Have such a good Wednesday.
19 November 2009
Love you guys. So much. Love you, little H-man. Can't wait to feed you chocolate cake. And ice cream. And include you in our kitchen dance parties. And teach you all the embarrassing things your parents never wanted you to know about them. Because your heart is strong, and we can do that now :)
18 November 2009
Have I told you I'm obsessed with Bikram Yoga? If not, I am.
I want to go on vacation. Like, to the beach. And lay in a hammock. All day.
I want another dog. A bigger dog. A wheaten terrier, named Barley. So I can teach him to hang out the very back window of the 4Runner. (Poppy can't quite figure that one out).
I'm terrified of spiders. But I would probably eat one if I could only have a dishwasher. A real one. Not me. Or C.
C is off to Vegas this weekend. I should be sad. (I am). But, I'm also secretly excited to sit around and do nothing. Except read. And get a pedicure. And organize our closet. And make Christmas decorations. And watch movies...that he would loathe. And go to Bikram Yoga. Everyday. Maybe twice a day. Just kidding...but really, everday. And...go shopping? Hmm...
I want to be Martha Stewart. Not really. I just want to be able to hire all the brilliant people that work under her and make her millions. Yes, that would be nice.
I want to go to Guatemala. And Ethiopia. And love on all the babies and children and people who need love more than anyone else I can think of.
I want to adopt.
I can't wait for Seattle. In December. And sleeping in. Drinking coffee. In Pike Place. The Pike Place. And watching sea planes land in the Sound. And celebrating our bdays.
I sometimes think C is brilliant. Or maybe all the time. You should see (or taste) what he does in the kitchen. And he just makes it up. I mean...come on. I have to follow a dang recipe.
So...yes. Too much time to think. Thank you rain. And windshield wipers. And my job.
Oh, by the way...please remember my good friends in the morning (see post below). Surgery is 7 a.m.!
16 November 2009
* photographs complements of the ever-so-talented Kristin Tatem Photography.
05 November 2009
To bake a loaf of your very own healthy banana bread, you will need:
1/3 C natural apple sauce
3/4 C brown sugar
3 egg whites
2-3 very ripe, mashed bananas (I use 3, of course).
1/3 C water
1 2/3 C whole wheat flour
1 tsp baking soda
1/4 tsp baking powder
After digging around your pantry and accumulating the above ingredients, you will:
Preheat your oven to 350.
Mix apple sauce and sugar.
Stir in eggs, then bananas, then water.
Stir in dry ingredients.
Pour mixture into a loaf pan and bake 55-60 minutes or until knife comes out clean.
*A few tidbits I feel compelled to share:
My loaf always bakes much more quickly than 60 min. Tonight 40 minutes happened to be the magic number. Keep a close eye out.
I add at least one more little dollop of apple sauce to ensure against dryness. Very precise, I know. :)
Two bananas certainly does not satisfy mine or my husband's palette. Three hardly does. Use your taste buds' discretion.
And, enjoy, knowing that you are biting away at a delightful loaf of bread made with wholesome ingredients. No processed, white sugar or white flour.
Mmm...this will surely make my morning.