Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Snow Day Oatmeal

To be honest, I'm not a huge oatmeal fan. It's one of the things I always really want to like, but almost every time I make it I end up feeling pretty "meh" about it.  But when I woke up this morning to some big fat snowflakes, I had a major craving for oatmeal. So I made some and finally fell in love.

Snow Day Oatmeal - serves 1
1 cup water
1/2 c. old fashioned rolled oats, I used Bob's Red Mill
about 1/2 a banana, sliced small
1-2 tsp. maple syrup
1/4 c. finely chopped walnuts
1/4 c. coconut flakes

To make:  Put the water in a small saucepan and bring to a boil. When that boils, add in your oats, stir it around and lower the heat to a simmer. Cook the oatmeal for 15-20 minutes until desired consistency is reached.  In the meantime, put the walnuts and coconut in a pan and toast over medium heat until lightly browned, shaking pan occasionally to prevent burning. Once the walnuts and coconut are toasted, remove from pan and set aside.  When oatmeal is done, put it in a bowl. Mix in bananas and about 1/2 of the walnut/coconut mix and a good drizzle of maple syrup. Stir until all ingredients are incorporated. Top with a bit more walnut/coconut mix and another drizzle of maple syrup and eat.

-  The tiny cat who lives in my backyard and garage. We call her Pickle (actually, Matt calls her Pickle, I call her Pickles) and Rosie loves her. Unfortunately we can't keep her because I'm crazy allergic to her and all cats. But while we find her a good home, she has made herself one here.
-  Green vegetables.
-  The subscription of Vanity Fair gifted to my by my mama.
-  Tulips from my Valentine.
-  Yogalosophy.  Mandy Ingber is the girl in Teen Witch who sings Top That, making this yoga DVD all the more enjoyable.

Friday, September 7, 2012

Read it: Book Club

When I was younger, my dream was to own a book store and call it "The Book Club." It would be a small store, with wooden ladders and only a few copies of each book. But the best part would be that it would also have an area that was a lending library. Leave a book, take a book.  My dreams have shifted slightly, but the lending library is still there; in the front of a bakery, the lobby of a movie theater, the patio of a cafe.

Until those dreams come true, I have my real Book Club to enjoy. Even if those dreams do come true, the club will still be there. It's one of my favorite things, with some of my favorite people, and the only thing that sucks is that our lives are so busy that we've had to change our meetings to every 6 weeks instead of every 4.

Over the almost 3 years (really 3 years?!) since we've started our club, we've read a lot of books. Here's the (hopefully) complete list, in no particular order because I'm not that organized.

**The Help by Kathryn Stockett (this actually was the first book we read)
Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen
The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows
*The Art of Racing in the Rain by Garth Stein
Same Kind of Different as Me by Ron Hall and Denver Moore
**Room by Emma Donoghue
Little Bee by Chris Cleave
Sarah's Key by Tatiana de Rosnay
The Elegance of the Hedgehog by Muriel Barbery
**The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larsson
*A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith
What Alice Forgot by Liane Moriarty
Heaven is for Real by Todd Burpo and Lynn Vincent
**Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs
The Paris Wife by Paula McLain
Sex at Dawn by Christopher Ryan and Caclida Jethra
*A Visit From the Goon Squad by Jennifer Egan
**The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins (book one)
The Romantics by Galt Niederhoffer
Pride and Prejudice and Zombies by Steve Hockensmith
The Memory Keeper's Daughter by Kim Edwards
**Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
**The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern
Crossing the Borders of Time by Leslie Maitland

Some of these books I liked (the ones with a *) and some I really really like (**), but even the ones that I didn't enjoy, or didn't finish, I'm still glad that I read them.

The next book on my list (not for Book Club, just for me) is Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn but first I have to finish A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness.

What books are on your bookshelf lately?

.Working out with my step dad.
.Seeing lifelong friends become moms. It is seriously amazing. The last time I saw something so special was when I saw my brother become at dad, 12 years ago.
.My garden. After a hot and dry summer, I finally have three (3!!!) cubanelle peppers and four (4!!!!) jalapeƱos growing! And my basil is out of control! If only my tomato plants would catch up...
.My Rosie dog and her love of the lake.
.Nail polish in a variety of fall colors. So ready for fall. 

Thursday, August 23, 2012


Rosie turned three years old yesterday. Like every other year, I completely forgot it was her birthday. She's a dog, she can't remind me of such things. I always think I'll "celebrate" with her on her adoption day, which is in October, but that day always comes and goes without any recognition. She doesn't seem to mind. 

Here's the thing about dogs: puppies are stupid cute and hilarious to watch BUT they are also ornery and bratty and wiggly and get into everything. 

But dogs? Dogs are awesome.  Rosie is supremely awesome. She's really quirky and funny and damn that dog is smart. She is sweet and gentle. She's loves to be loved but never kisses your face (unless you have a beard). She is super fast at running when chasing a ball, but drags behind me when we actually run. She loves her mama the most, but has a crush on Matt. She loves to smell the flowers on the front porch and in vases around the house. She will only eat her dinner when someone is in the kitchen with her. She lets little dogs, puppies and babies tug on her ears. She loves watching airplanes fly by. She is really good at freaking out unwanted solicitors that come to the door. She loves boat rides and swimming. She lets me tie bows on her head and put her hair in pigtails. She thinks everything is better when it's done outdoors. She's a girl after my own heart and guess what Rose? It's yours. 

So happy birthday to my best girl, my squeezie dog, my Rosie. 

"Now my life is rosy, since I found my Rosie. With a girl like Rosie, how can I be blue?" - The song I sing to Rosie every day, from Bye Bye Birdie. 

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Eat it: spinach and eggs

I woke up this morning dreaming of spinach and kale. No really, I did. I had one of those half-asleep-half-awake dreams and all I remember from it was spinach and kale.  So I knew I had to have some for breakfast. 

Spinach and Eggs on Toast
This is almost too easy for a recipe, but here's how I made it, along with my no-fail way to fry an over easy egg.
      -Start by toasting a piece of your favorite bread. In my case this is whole wheat toasted in the oven until just slightly browned.
      -Fry up an egg over medium heat in a pan coated with just a bit of olive oil. When the whites are just set but yellow is still jiggly (I can tell it's at this stage when I can easily move it about the pan),  sprinkle a bit of salt and pepper on egg, then very carefully flip the egg over, making sure not to break the yolk. This is always tricky for me, so I found that using two spatulas is easiest. Once it's flipped, turn heat off but leave the pan and egg where they are. This will result in a runny yolk, which is my favorite. Sprinkle with salt and pepper. 
     -To assemble, put your toast on a plate. Top with lots of spinach, at least a good handful.  Gently place your egg on top. Grate a bit of cheese on top (I used white cheddar, but parmesan would have been wonderful) and finish it off with a very generous shake of Cholula

-My new garden!! I'm obsessed.
-Sunday Funday's consisting of brunch with friends and a Thunder game with my brothers and dad. 
-This Land Press.  I'm sure I've mentioned it before, and probably will do so often, but the current edition out is awesome.  I highly suggest you check it out online, or in print, if you can.

Monday, April 23, 2012

Read It

Tonight is World Book Night so I'm going to celebrate by curling up with a good book.

Last book I read?  Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
Next book on the list?  My grandma gave me her copy of Breakfast with Buddha by Roland Merullo, I still need to finish The Wind Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami and our next pick for my book club is The Paris Wife by Paula McLain. But after reading, and loving, Jane Eyre, I'm thinking I may stick with some classics for awhile. I don't know where to start next.

What books have you read lately? Or have on your to-read list? 

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Fresh flowers

I love having fresh flowers in my home. The past few months it has been a very rare day to find my home without them. Sometimes I buy already arranged bouquets and break them up into a few separate smaller bouquets, but lately I've really liked getting one flower in a few different colors and sprinkling them throughout the house. This week it's gladiolas.

(and my orchid that I've managed to keep alive for like 6 months now)

So tell me, what are some of your favorite flowers for around the house?

-Last weekend. It was a crazy fun weekend full of local eats (S&B, 501, Republic [for beer], and Upper Crust), birthday celebrations, drinking games, storm watching and a Sunday night dance party.
-Pilates videos so I can work out in my living room whenever I want.
-A week of sunshine after a week of rain...I can finally take Rosie on walks long enough to get rid of some of her crazy energy.
-Hard boiled eggs. Seriously.
-My new-to-me lucky rabbits foot, a gift from my cousin. I hung it in my kitchen to give me good cooking vibes.

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Saying I Love You

Here's the deal: I love to say, "I love you," but I'm not an I-love-you-slut. I've never been the first to say it in a relationship, I don't say it to my mom every time we talk (bc that would be like 15 times a day), and I am not shouting from the rooftops how much I love everyone. I don't even make it that easy for others to love me.

Even so, I really love saying it to people I really love.

I've noticed lately that there are lots of people who don't say "I love you" quite so easily. The same thing goes for hugs. There are those of us who hug, and those who don't. What's up with that? Hugs are like the new handshake. I don't remember the last time I saw someone I know and didn't hug them (unless they were one of those non-huggers).

I think it's all about family. My family is full of hugs and I-love-you's and always has been. I love being around other people's families to see if they are the same. Most are, but not all. And I'm fairly certain my brothers and I are the odd ones out on the "I love you" part, because we say it all.the.time. Whether it's the shortest of phone calls or simplest of texts, there's always a "love you" thrown in there. It's automatic, but sincere.

I guess I'm just saying that if you love someone, tell them. Because I think "I love you" is the nicest compliment I've ever received.

- tree shopping
- tomato plants
- Still being able to make my niece and nephew laugh. Who knew they'd think a walking-hug would be so funny?  (It wasn't)
- hot pink ballet flats
- vacation planning