March 07, 2014
Four years ago, I juxtaposed my ability to be a jerk with the most beautiful flower in the world; I wrote a haiku; and James finally wore green.
Three years ago, my kids took our family pictures at the park, granted, Jacob was three; I reflected on not doing the job I thought I would; and, clearly, I was going through something.
Two years ago, after years of our long distance friendship, I finally saw Mona (I looked like that because I was pregnant!); I made some yummy french toast; I made some fancy water; and I realized the task ahead.
One year ago, my husband brought us some loot; I had a terrible toothache, but what I didn't tell you because I found out later, was that the toothache was caused by sinus trouble, crazy right; and I almost sat on a stranger in her own car.
So, of course, beginning the day after my last post about the beautiful weather, all we have seen are gray skies and rain.
I have so much that I have to get done around the house that it's been tough for me to sit down at the computer. That, and also, the computer has been tied up as James and I have been hooking it up to the TV to re-watch Arrested Development. Thank you Amazon Prime Instant Video for reminding me that Arrested Development is funniest TV show ever created.
February 28, 2014
We've had two snow days this whole winter. This was our second.
After seeing my east coast friends' snow pictures and the different noreaster storm news stories, I'm more thankful than normal that we live where we do. We aren't cold weather people. And while it wasn't the east coast, it certainly was cold.
The sun is out today, warming the ground, lifting spirits. A pair of stellar jays returned and are dancing up a barren tree outside my living room window. The leafless trunk and crooked branches surrounded by grass and pine trees, the tallest one entangled with bright, waxy ivy, still green and alive. I enjoyed the winter. I was thankful to experience it. I am glad that tomorrow is the first of March.
February 08, 2014
- 1 1/2 cups flour
- 1 teaspoon baking soda
- 1 teaspoon baking powder
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- pumpkin pie spice
- 3 large bananas, mashed, I left mine somewhat lumpy
- 1/2 cup granulated sugar
- 1/4 cup packed light brown sugar
- 1/3 cup butter, melted
- 1 egg lightly beaten
- 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
February 05, 2014
I was quite surprised to find that I haven't done a Before post for February yet. So here goes....
I started this blog in November of 2005, but my first February posts didn't come until 2007, when I wrote bits about my pregnancy with Jacob, life with Katelyn, 100 things about myself, and the time when my sister and I placed first in the ribs competition at The Taste of the Marianas.
Six years ago, I decided to knit in the optometrist's waiting room,my niece thought she smelled her brother's axe, my nephew surprised me, our daughter surprised us with her song that was not about pakalolo, and we strolled down Chalan Memorias.
Five years ago, I had so much to do that I didn't do anything at all, I shared a travel story, I questioned the sudden retro-popularity of the 1980's, and I recapped my January 365 Days of Deece.
Four years ago, I shared my organizational methods, I made imitation blueberry pancakes, Katelyn had her first visit to the dentist, I had needs - real needs, I implemented Katelyn's teacher's sharing strategy, and SNL was stuck in my head all day.
Three years ago, I wrote three uninteresting posts. But that first post reminds me of exactly where I was, and why I needed to leave.
Two years ago, I made a massive baked s'mores, I was very expectant, and a tragedy rocked our community.
One year ago, I nearly chopped off the tip of my finger.
January 21, 2014
We had a tiny family adventure tonight. By adventure, I mean I drove the kids a few cities over and back.
Why does my husband drive his car to the very last drop of gas before filing up? Does your husband do this? Play gas tank chicken?
At 5:15 p.m., my husband called me to tell me his gas light was on and he didn't have enough gas to take him home, and he had no money because I had his card.
I threw jackets on all the kids, including my poor, sick son, and loaded them into my car. I had only a slight idea of where I was going. James called me when I pulled onto to the road to tell me where he'd be. Not Safeway anymore, he wouldn't make it that far. Too bad, I knew how to get to that Safeway, it's only in the next city over. He said he'd pull in at a different gas station, if he could make it that far. Please God, let him make it that far. He called me back to let me know he made it, and knowing I don't have the same freakishly accurate sense of direction that he does, he talked me very carefully through the directions to that gas station. Thank the Lord it was basically as simple as stay on the same road until you pass this other street and then pull into the Chevron after the Starbucks.
The kids did well. My poor son just hung out in the back with a blanket and a plastic bag in case his stomach decided to protest. My girls kept each other company in the middle seats and I just stared at the road. Boy, do the roads look different at night.
All I can say is, God is good.
January 12, 2014
Before we called it a morning, Katelyn took a tiny snowball (the size that she started with is shown in the last picture) and turned it into something massive. We give you the evolution of a snow ball:
Take a tiny snowball and pack on more snow,
roll it some more,
then get your brother to help out because now it's too heavy to roll alone.
Admire your work, you have now created a snowball that is half as tall as you!
January 08, 2014
It was really good. Katelyn ate it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. And breakfast again the next day. And now I know that my husband only likes quiches with spinach. How did I not know this until now?!
January 05, 2014
Cook the sugar, evaporated milk, butter, and eggs over medium to medium low heat, stirring slowly but constantly, until mixture begins to bubble. This may take a little time. The original recipe says to cook over medium heat, but from my experience with this frosting and with pastry creams, I think it's too easy to create small curds of scrambled eggs if the heat is too high. Stir constantly once the mixture begins to bubble/boil. Cook and stir for 2 to 3 minutes more. Remove from heat. At this point, if I had a sieve, I would have pushed the mixture through it to strain out any curds. Stir in vanilla, coconut, and pecans. Cool completely before spreading on cake.
January 03, 2014
I started several books over the past few months, but I haven't had the desire to finish any of them, including Me Before You. But I liked what I read, so I decided to give it another go. It's a nice and easy read. And funny. I love when books make me laugh out loud.
I haven't had much of a heart for reading lately, or writing, or doing much of anything. Except for bingeing on The Good Wife and Parenthood during the baby's naps. But now that I'm all caught up with those shows, I feel like I should do something with myself. Step one: read a book.
Read it at night with a cup of tea and pumpkin pie spice toast. That's right. Move over, cinnamon.
January 01, 2014
Four years ago, we spent a lovely New Year's/Birthday dinner at restaurant 360 on Saipan, I was evacuated because of a fake bomb threat, and I shared my high school TV bedtime routine. January 2010.
Three years ago, I fell in love with Twilight and with Frederick. January 2011.
Two year ago, I almost got what I wanted for Christmas, I (sort of) documented the great (mostly digital) divide, I made Oreo pies, and we had fun with breakfast food. January 2012.
One year ago, I did not write to you.