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Monday, December 14, 2015

Puddle Jumping, and This Week's Menu

December in Oregon is has nothing to do with the weather itself but rather the attitude of the person in it. Case in point: We've been getting amazing amounts of precipitation this month--magnitudes that I have never seen since we moved here almost ten years ago. There is a lot of lowland flooding, and the Tualatin River is astonishingly high.

Naturally, the rain is cold and wet, which makes certain people pretty miserable. And I admit, flooding makes people miserable. And achy joints makes people miserable. I get it.

But sometimes you've got to turn the drawback into a strength. Rain makes puddles. When was the last time you did some unabashed puddle-jumping? The Husband and I took advantage of some kid-free time last weekend and ventured out into Tryon Creek State Park. We hiked a short-ish loop and I got to field test my birthday present: a pair of (snow?) boots that are great for marching through puddles without caring about my feet turning cold and wet.

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We stomped in puddles like a pair of hyper kids. We hid in tree stumps. 

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We had fun.

We're dorks.

Monday, Monday, back to the grind. I've got a week's worth of dinners planned out, and here they are:


This Week's Menu

Monday: Gyoza and stir-fried veggies with yakisoba noodles
Tuesday: Cajun Chicken Pasta and salad
Wednesday: Beef Roast with veggies and potatoes
Friday: Egg Salad Sandwiches
Saturday: The Husband's company Christmas Party!

Have fun out there in the wild weather!

Monday, February 23, 2015

Ramblings on illness, and This Week's Menu

Viruses, bacteria, and their ilk must love my family lately. The Husband was ill for most of the weekend with what we figured out was either norovirus or food poisoning (the entire office got it), and Oompa Loompa (that'd be my 5-year-old son) has had a fever off and on for the last four days. Friday he woke up at about 10 p.m. with the most frightening cough/stridor/gasping for air I've ever heard. I was thisclose to calling an ambulance, but we got him calmed down and thankfully had no more croup symptoms for the rest of the night. It scared me so much that I slept in his bed with him that night so I could keep watch, which he absolutely reveled in. That boy.

It's funny how illness can affect different people differently. Oompa Loompa has always had a bad time with coughs, and this wasn't the first time he's had a croup-like cough (although it was the scariest). When Munchkin was little, she would get sick with the stomach flu more than the others ever have. She also has an interesting array of innocuous anatomical anomalies. Stitch is the only one of my kids who has ever been on antibiotics (PRAISE THE LORD!), although she started her run early with and eye infection/possible cellulitis at ten days old.

The Husband doesn't get sick very often, but when he does it is usually the worst out of all of us. Last year a round of hand, foot, and mouth disease tore through our city. Oompa Loompa was the first to get it, then the rest of the kids, then me, and then The Husband. And while we developed a few of the tell-tale lesions here and there on our hands and feet, The Husband got a hundred of them all over not only his hands and feet but also his arms, legs, and face. In his seven years on the job, he had to call into work sick for the first time because nobody wanted him in the office! While he was sick and infectious, I had about 12 different family members in town for a family reunion, and half of them were staying in our house. To top it off, a few months later he lost his toenails, which is also a side-effect of the disease.

Thank God, I haven't been sick too often, because as a stay-at-home-mom, I can't call in sick! The best I could do would be to throw some mac and cheese and some dried fruit at the kids and leave them to the Netflix Nanny. Then The Husband would have to repair any damage Stitch would have inflicted while running wild.

Weekly Menu
Monday: Sukiyaki
Tuesday: Bison Burgers with roasted sweet potatoes "fries"
Wednesday: Kids' Night (Gluten-free corndogs, more sweet potato "fries", carrot sticks)
Thursday: Firecracker Salmon, steamed broccoli, rice
Friday: Lemon Chicken Orzo Soup with Cobb Salad
Saturday: Chicken Marsala (always double the sauce!) over pasta and a side salad
Sunday: Loaded Ramen


Sunday, February 26, 2012

If You Don't Laugh, You'll Cry (and my week's menu)

Today was a busy day, filled with church (a 3+ hour affair), a visit from Grandma and Grandpa, and the excitement of Daddy (a.k.a. The Husband) being home all day. The kids were WIRED. On top of that, Oompa Loompa skipped his nap (unless you count the nap in the van on the way home from church) and both of the kids had some ice cream after dinner, a rare sugary treat.

Needless to say, they crashed HARD by bedtime. Munchkin, in particular, became very uncharacteristically unhinged. The solution was simple: we needed to get through the bedtime routine, post haste.

Every night, as part of our kids' bedtime ritual, my husband and I read them a devotion out of the Little Blessings book "The One Year Devotions for Preschoolers." When The Husband opened up the book and started to read (over the hysterical sobbing and flailing of my almost five year old, who was sprawled out in my lap) a devotion entitled something like, "Don't Stay Mad," I nearly lost it. The whole situation was just absurd. I snickered and shook with pent-up laughter while my daughter wailed louder at my seeming lack of concern for her emotional state and my husband read on and on about how it's not okay to stay mad.

If I have to pick between laughing and getting angry, I'm glad to be able to pick laughing. (Being literally seconds away from bedtime doesn't make the choice hard, either, because we all know that after bedtime, it's Mommy Time! Yay!) We got the kids in bed, they fell asleep quickly, and now I'm enjoying a cuppa tea. They'll feel better in the morning. (And even if they aren't, I'm bringing them over to my parents place anyway. Haha!)

The truth is, it isn't productive to get worked up about it. A worked-up and upset parent is usually just as wild as a worked-up and upset child, and the child will just because more hysterical. When I recognized this cycle and learned to separate my emotions from the trivial actions of my young kids, I became a much happier parent, and in turn my kids developed much better attitudes. That doesn't mean I'm not concerned about their bad behavior, but when I get mad, I start behaving in a way that doesn't reflect God. And that's not an appropriate role model for an ever-watchful child. In fact, I truly believe that Satan is immensely satisfied when the Angry Child->Angry Parent cycle perpetuates itself, because it takes all focus off of God and puts it into the sin of anger, and strengthens the habit of falling into that sin for both parent and child.

I'm not saying I never get angry, because I still do. And my kids aren't angels, either (as you can plainly see from our chaotic bedtime scene). But my patience muscle is getting stronger, and it shows in my kids.

What helps me the most is to understand (especially for 25-month-old Oompa Loompa) that they are still young, and at the moment they are misbehaving they are probably tired or hungry or repeatedly harassed by their sibling. When I rectify the physical root cause (food, naps, or separating them), the behavior usually improves.

Another reason they might be misbehaving is that I haven't been making an effort to be a good mommy, which is to say I've been ignoring their pleas for me to play with them or help them with something or to include them in what I am doing. When I remember and cling to the fact that they are still so young and have their whole hearts open to loving me and accepting my leadership and instruction, I recognize the impact my everyday actions have on them. Every time I dismiss them, they are affected by it. Sometimes I need to be alone, and I need them to go play. (Nobody I know enjoys having an audience when they use the bathroom!) But do I really need them to go away when I'm cooking or cleaning or just plain feeling harassed? Or can I use that as an opportunity to not only spend quality time with them, but also to teach them valuable skills, character qualities, and life truths through my words and actions? (Deuteronomy 11:19) Our society today values many deleterious things above what is good and right. Every effort I make now in the fight for good will help to defend the good we value as a family when they are older and in the world.*

Now after I've gone and said all of that, sometimes my kids are just plain mischievous. And that's completely different. ;)

And now for something completely different, here's what we're having for dinner this week:
Tuesday: Loaded Turkey Burgers with Sweet Potato Fries
Wednesday: Beef Curry with Rice
Saturday: (Night out with The Husband!)
Sunday: Broiled Tilapia with Roasted Aparagus and Quinoa Pilaf

I like posting what I'm making here because 1.) I like having accountability in making home-cooked meals and not eating out, and 2.) I'm always really interested in what other families do for dinners. Plus I just love to cook and try new recipes, as being a stay at home mom doesn't lend well to most other hobbies.

Another thing regarding the meals I make is that I've switched to a low(ish)-carb diet. Long story short, I have reason to think I may have developed insulin resistance somewhere along the way, and that switching to a lower-carb diet would help with my health issues. I've severely cut back on starchy foods like bread, rice, potatoes, and pasta, and I've almost completely cut out sweets and added sugars. I still eat all the fruits and vegetables I want. I've been eating this way for nearly about a month, and I've seen great things happen for my health! Praise God! I'm not totally convinced that my diet is the reason behind the change, but the only thing I can do is wait and observe and pray I'm on to something. It's working so far.

(You might notice that the meals I make still contain carb-heavy foods, like rice and bread products. I let my family eat most of that part of the meal. I might have a small portion of those, or just omit them altogether on my plate.)

Have a great week!

*I would be remiss to not mention that this parenting commentary may have been partially influenced by a parenting seminar at our church that The Husband and I have been attending called Parenting is Heart Work, which today happened to discuss attitudes as they relate to parenting. Truthfully, though, this has all been swimming around in my head for awhile and is just now getting out through my fingers and onto the keyboard.

Monday, April 27, 2009

Weekly Menu and a First for Munchkin

This Week's Menu:
Monday: Leftover Spicy Chicken Soup
Tuesday: Calzones (Betty Crocker Cookbook recipe) and Salad (that TL and Randy brought over last Saturday...there's a lot left!)
Wednesday: Braised Herb Chicken Thighs with Potatoes
Thursday: Husband's Burritos (which are more like enchiladas but I'm not gonna argue)
Friday: Tortellini with marinara sauce and Salad
Saturday: Chicken Soup (made from the stock I made last week) and Salad (if it's still good)
Sunday: leftovers
Extras: Lemon Curd (organic lemons are on sale!) and Banana Bread

We had a great visit with Grandma (a.k.a. my Mother-in-Law). More later. For now, a happy first from Munchkin: SHE PEED IN THE POTTY! Yipee! She was so very happy that she finally got to use some toilet paper. It was more than enough of a reward for her efforts. Hopefully this will lead to big girl underwear, but I'm not holding my breath!

Monday, April 20, 2009

Weekly Menu and a Panic Attack

This Week's Menu:
Monday: Scallops Mascarpone
Tuesday: Southwest Chicken and Mexican Rice (since we didn't get to it last week)
Wednesday: Roast Chicken with mashed potatoes, canned corn, and (commercially-prepared, prepackaged but oh-so-yummy) stuffing
Thursday: Meatball Sandwiches, plus Chicken Stock from yesterday's chicken carcass
Friday, Saturday, and Sunday: One of these days we'll have Spicy Chicken Soup (made with the fresh stock) with homemade bread (perhaps a 6 Braid Challah Loaf? CAN I GET A (C)HOLLA?) and we'll more than likely eat out on the other two days.

Why would we eat out TWO DAYS in a row? Well, I'll have you know that my Mother-in-Law is coming to town on Friday. I love her, I really do, but I can't keep my wits about myself around her. If I try to accomplish too much in the kitchen, I just may very well burn the whole building down. To further complicate matters, it is MY task to pick her up from the airport, and drop her off there on Monday. To get to the proper destination at the airport, I have to follow the signs from the highway. And I'm always missing the signs or misinterpreting the signs or overthinking the signs (What does short-term parking even mean? Two days, or two hours? I don't know if that's...oh, I missed the turn anyway). And while I'm all discombobulated, I have to wield a minivan and not kill anyone with it. Did I mention I'm 4'11" (well, almost, if I wear shoes) and checking my blind spot is darn near impossible without standing up? My point is, driving in busy traffic to places I don't frequent is one of my most dreaded and stressful tasks. Another reason I shouldn't have to worry about cooking for my MIL.

Oh, now I'm all bothered. Let me show some pictures of a walk Munchkin and I went on this weekend. I'll feel better.

Taking a Spring Walk

Taking a Spring Walk

Taking a Spring Walk

Taking a Spring Walk

Taking a Spring Walk

Monday, April 13, 2009

Weekly Menu, now with Bonus Photo!

This Week's Menu:
Monday: Baked Teriyaki Chicken with Rice and Broccoli
Tuesday: Chili and Cornbread
Wednesday: Homemade Pizza
Thursday: Greek Pasta with Tomatoes and White Beans
Friday: Southwest Chicken and Mexican Rice
Saturday: Lemon Ginger Shrimp with Grilled Veggies
Sunday: leftovers or something quick to whip up

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"Life into Death"

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Terrible Twos

This week's menu:
Monday: BBQ Chicken, mashed potatoes, corn
Tuesday: Baked Salmon, brown rice, steamed asparagus
Wednesday: Japanese Chicken Wings, Baked Potato Skins
Thursday: King Ranch Chicken Casserole
Friday: Italian Sausage Soup with Tortellini
Saturday: (leftover day)
Easter Sunday: Ham (that Husband got at Christmas from his work), Twice-Baked Potatoes, Corn, homemade rolls

Things have been going well in our Haushalt. Husband has been working more this week, going in at six every morning. Which mean he's more grumpy, yes, but also that he has work to do, an important distinction in this economy. He's mostly working on quotes, but some of those quotes are bound to turn into actual jobs, right? Let's hope so.

Munchkin has been doing that toddler thing where her legs stop working if I try to get her to follow me when we're out in public. You know, when you try to reason, beg, threaten, bribe and beg some more for your kid to do something, and they're JUST NOT DOING IT, so you do the only thing left, and put all of whatever you are carrying (jackets, bags, books, etc.) into one arm and use the other to try to corral them toward your desired exit point, except they don't budge, so you grab their hand and try to pull them and they practically fall over, so you LIFT them with your one hand, trying not to drop everything else, and their legs give out and you're kinda sorta dragging them, and then you think, "THIS IS INSANE!" so you lower your hands and let go and they flop on the floor and proceed to throw a tantrum. And this is where I am so very grateful that my daughter is under 25 pounds (easy). I just use one arm to kind just pick her up, football style, and rush to the exit. And hope that nobody saw that.

We were at the library today, and there was a baby there, maybe eight months old, who was a scooter. She could scoot everywhere really quickly, all on her butt. It was so funny. Munchkin loved her. "BABY! BABY! HI BABY!" *waves* "HI BABY! HUG!" *hugs baby, while I stand beside her, hoping she doesn't crush the baby* "KISS BABY!" And then I step in, saying something to the effect that we don't want to give baby our germs. I kinda felt bad saying "no" to her about showing affection to someone, but I also would feel weirded out of some strange toddler started planting kisses all over my baby.

She's also been doing this verrrrry interesting thing lately of requesting (demanding, really) dresses every morning when I'm putting clothes on her. Luckily, we have a fair amount of dresses for her to wear (I love dresses!). But I wonder where this is coming from. Is it some practicality thing, where she likes the freedom of movement in dresses? Does she like being girly? Or is she just exercising her newfound decision-making skills? Who knows.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Spring Cleaning

This week's menu:
Monday: California Rolls and Spicy Orange Shrimp (from PioneerWoman.com, but her site is down right now so I can't Linky)
Tuesday: Chicken Salad Sandwiches (using leftovers from last week's roast chicken) and Sweet Potato Fries
Wednesday: Roast Beef with Vegetables
Thursday: Beef Curry with Vegetables and Rice
Friday: Linguine with Chicken Thighs and garlic bread (also from PW)
Saturday: Fried Rice
Baking: Banana Bread and possibly Apple Crisp

I am so ready for spring to be here! The daffodils and cherry blossoms have been around for a while, but it is still chilly and rainy. That makes me seem like a serial complainer, because hey, it's OREGON. Chilly and Rainy from October to April! But I grow weary.

The home sale is going better than I expected. Certainly better than buying a used car, no joke! Maybe I should hire an agent the next time I need to buy a vehicle. But I digress...

Right now we have finished every inspection, appraisal, negotiation, and addendum that needs to be done, and we are just waiting three to four weeks for manual underwriting. We locked in our interest rate during the record lows earlier this week, and I feel like we've made off like bandits on that one. Hurray! Now I'm focused on getting the apartment ready for insta-packing. I'm not actually packing anything up right now--I feel that would be bad ju-ju. I don't want to have half of our stuff packed up and sitting around in boxes when I get the word that the loan fell through. How miserable it would be to unpack it all! Talk about adding insult to injury! So instead right now I am deep cleaning and organizing every nook and cranny. Or at least I aspire to. ;) That way we can just box it all up as-is and not have to worry about sorting through it all. I think that was the worst part when we moved in 2006.

*FLASHBACK!* Doodle-oo-do! Doodle-oo-do! *wiggles fingers up and down like wavy lines* (What show was that from? Anyone remember?)

After Husband graduated from college in 2006, I informed him that I'd like to live in Oregon. So he started to apply to engineering jobs here. Since he was late getting into the game (most of his other friends already had jobs lined up) and I heard that the job market out here wasn't as plentiful, I was fully expecting waiting six months before he found paydirt. Imagine my surprise when he called be after his first job interview in Newberg and told me to put in my two-week notice! At first I was overjoyed, because I didn't think it would actually happen (notice a pattern?) but then I realized we had three weeks to pack everything we owned and truck it across half the country and into an apartment to live here in a state I'd never been to. Panic! I went through EVERYTHING we had acquired since starting college and before. If I remember correctly, we gave away over ten good-sized boxes of usable but unwanted stuff to Goodwill. I don't want to have to worry about that during a move again!

*Returning to present!*

So anyway, that's the current project. If that wasn't enough, I've been reading the book Solviva by Anna Edey this week and I just want to start planting things! I want to design a garden! I WANT TO BUILD A GREENHOUSE! And also, I've just got a whole pile of clothes that I've been putting off mending, including a rain jacket for Munchkin that she's probably outgrown and has never even worn. *snort* What a procrastinator I am! But I will be too busy moving in and doing home improvement projects when we actually move to get to it, so I need to do all my mending now. I hope that I have enough motivation for it all!

Monday, March 23, 2009

Weekend Mash-up

This week's menu:
Monday: Tuna Fish Hot Dish (since we didn't have it last week)
Tuesday: Roast Chicken and Vegetables (we didn't get to it last week either)
Wednesday: Chicken Soup (broth is from last night's chicken carcass)
Thursday: Tortellini and Marinara Sauce with Broccoli and Garlic Bread
Friday: Taco Pizza
Saturday: Firecracker Salmon with Brown Rice and a vegetable
Sunday: Leftovers or canned soup and grilled cheese sandwiches

We had a great weekend here. We had decided to wait until the weekend to fully celebrate Munchkin's second birthday, so on Saturday we went to the Oregon Zoo and froze our butts off. Nah, it wasn't that bad. We brought Husband's golfing umbrella and I packed extra jackets and a blanket for Munchkin, so we were all set. While many of the animals were just as unimpressed with the weather as we were, there were a few that were great to see, like the zebras and the giraffe (which was, admittedly, inside, but he or she was looking out his or her observation window at all of the people on the deck outside. Lemme tell you whut, giraffes have HUGE heads!) and the fish, which are always a hit with Munchkin. Also, we jumped into the penguin exhibit just when they were starting the keeper's talk. I thought the keeper dude seemed familiar, and it turns out that he (and the penguins, of course) was featured on Animal Planet's "Growing Up..." series, which I watched ceremoniously when we had just moved to Oregon and I was pregnant with Munchkin. Yay! I met a pseudo-celebrity! 


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Later that evening, Husband's sister and her boyfriend came over for dinner. She brought Munchkin a fairy costume and some books. Munchkin was impressed. We had yummy soup and chocolate cake, and talked about armageddon and government take-overs and gardening and religion. By the time I went to bed at 1:20 a.m., my head hurt from all the talking! I lurve TL and it was great to see her and Randy.


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On the home front (har har), we had a heater dude come out to look at the furnace on Saturday, and he said that it needed repair but still was functional. Bummer, because I wanted him to say that it was an explosion hazard and it needed to be removed immediately. Oh well, I guess we're stuck with it for now. He was nice and didn't charge us, though. How awesome is that? 

We have the sewer line inspection and the appraisal tomorrow. These should be the last things we need to do before final negotiations and then the underwriting, which sounds like it'll be three or four weeks of hellish nothing. Just waiting and stewing in our excitement and anxiety. Ugh. 

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Diving in? do IT! do IT! do IT!

This week's menu:
Monday: Leftover General Tsao's Chicken and Rice that I made on Sunday
Tuesday: Sloppy Joes
Friday: Pizza
Saturday: Spicy Chicken Soup with Homemade Rolls and Chocolate Cake in honor of Munchkin's second birthday!
Sunday: Tuna Fish Hot Dish, or leftovers if we have a lot left

Well, it looks like Husband is the first one in tears over this whole homebuying thing. I didn't see that coming. 

Lemme back up. It's been awhile. Pull up a chair.

We are pre-approved for a home loan through the UDSA program for an insane amount. Check. We found a real estate (buyer's) agent that we like. Check. She showed us a bunch of houses. Check. We picked one and made an offer (for well below our "approved" amount). Check. Our offer was accepted. Check. The next step is home inspections, which are on Thursday.

Except that NOW Husband finally went through the taxes and budget and decided, basically and condensed, that if we were to buy this house we would basically be living close to paycheck-to-paycheck for the first six months. And there were tears of sorrow. (Not mine.) *Sigh* This poor man (pardon the pun) has never really endured economic hardship, but to suggest that we might need to spend more consciously for half a year makes him scared out of his noggin. And it won't even be as bad as I just made it sound. This will be a temporary situation, and no, I'm not basing that on anticipated raises or bonuses for Husband. It's a tax thing, and will resolve itself in 2010. Moderate household emergencies are already prepared for, and for major ones, we could still get by unscathed. We just won't be pumping juice into savings for half a year.

The truth is, it all boils down to the inspection and appraisal, and how much the sellers are willing to negotiate. Seeing as how the house has been on the market for eight months (!!!), I think we have some leverage.

I'm done talking about the house for awhile, mmmkay?

Munchkin has been super cute lately. This is what went down in the van yesterday:

Scene: Pulled into our parking spot after going grocery shopping. Turned off the van and was listening to a story on NPR for about thirty seconds.
Munchkin: Mommy?
Me: Yes?
Munchkin: WE'RE HOME!

Haha. She is saying just about any word you tell her to say, and she's starting to use commonly-used phrases in the correct context on her own. She can also put several words together to relay a thought, although it's still missing adjectives, pronouns, etc. For example, every day this happens:

Munchkin: Watch...Nemo?
Me: No.
Munchkin: Watch...Elmo?
Me: No. 
Munchkin: Watch...Meggenl? (which vaguely translates to VeggieTales)
Me: No. 
Munchkin: Piece of cheese?
Me: Argh, alright. Here's a piece of cheese.