Laura Jane, colours
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Its not forgotten.
Friday, March 6
Thursday, March 5
ode to bloke
sick and tired. thats us. the whole mob. sick and tired. We're all only just getting better. So i travelled home quite late this evening after a looong day and a late work function knowing i would walk through the door not only at 'that time' but under less than optimal conditions. 'That time'is the time we usually negotiate our way through as a couple; dinner prep, post school queries and bath and bed time for the bean. I had a small sense of dread as I neared home after saying goodbye to R who was going home to peace and quiet; her kids being twenty somethings with independent lives. My 'old' tape was playing in my head; memories of my ex husbands parenting style dragging my stomach to places i thought i had left behind. So I really didnt relish walking in the door this first time after leaving S the full gamut of the night time routine, especially knowing he was quite unwell today.
In and of itself its no biggie, but before I met S, he had done no cooking for 25 years, no house duties for 25 years. He lived the traditional model to a T so today may have been a stretch on an organisational level. But, i opened the kitchen door to domestic bliss. Pots steaming on the stove, wine in the fridge, baby bath being emptied by a smiling bloke in black. The only 'noise' was B2 running to the door with a 'hello mummy' and the bean happily playing in his pjs in the lounge. The tape of chaos, tears and lots of stress hit rewind and erase.
I havent stopped telling the bloke just how appreciative i am and how novel this feels. I think i can say he's worked it out.
ps. went upstairs to find my pile of clean knickers and socks folded on the end of the bed. swoon.
In and of itself its no biggie, but before I met S, he had done no cooking for 25 years, no house duties for 25 years. He lived the traditional model to a T so today may have been a stretch on an organisational level. But, i opened the kitchen door to domestic bliss. Pots steaming on the stove, wine in the fridge, baby bath being emptied by a smiling bloke in black. The only 'noise' was B2 running to the door with a 'hello mummy' and the bean happily playing in his pjs in the lounge. The tape of chaos, tears and lots of stress hit rewind and erase.
I havent stopped telling the bloke just how appreciative i am and how novel this feels. I think i can say he's worked it out.
ps. went upstairs to find my pile of clean knickers and socks folded on the end of the bed. swoon.
with rain
come snails.
just a word of warning for all those of us too gobsmacked by the damn rain to think any further.
just a word of warning for all those of us too gobsmacked by the damn rain to think any further.
Wednesday, March 4
a comment on crunchy food waste
Here was Crunchys report from yesterday on the final week of her no food waste challenge.
1 cup sour cream
12 oz buttermilk
3 jalapenos
1 cup salsa
3 heads of broccoli
1/2 cup black olives
1 head lettuce
1 lemon
1/3 onion
1 cup basil
Im not sure if it sacreligious to pass comment on Crunchy or not, but im doing it anyway. This just needed a comment from me as her role as a 'big gun' in blog land. Now people can fail, im not expecting perfection ( am i?) but this was pretty huge and for all her commentary and knowledge and committment im surprised. Most of that stuff could have gone in the freezer and Im sorry, well, wasting a whole cup of basil...just criminal! I suspect it may have something to do with the size of standard domestic American fridges ( you can get lost in those things!) The last time i commented on her blog i got shot down in flames by her devotees so im doing it here! lol
Im shocked. For an eco-guru, that was a lot of food waste for a week.
1 cup sour cream
12 oz buttermilk
3 jalapenos
1 cup salsa
3 heads of broccoli
1/2 cup black olives
1 head lettuce
1 lemon
1/3 onion
1 cup basil
Im not sure if it sacreligious to pass comment on Crunchy or not, but im doing it anyway. This just needed a comment from me as her role as a 'big gun' in blog land. Now people can fail, im not expecting perfection ( am i?) but this was pretty huge and for all her commentary and knowledge and committment im surprised. Most of that stuff could have gone in the freezer and Im sorry, well, wasting a whole cup of basil...just criminal! I suspect it may have something to do with the size of standard domestic American fridges ( you can get lost in those things!) The last time i commented on her blog i got shot down in flames by her devotees so im doing it here! lol
Im shocked. For an eco-guru, that was a lot of food waste for a week.
Tuesday, March 3
not enough rain
it rained yesterday, sort of...the first sign of rain here in 80 days.
We sat outside the boy and i, on the warmth of the stones, feeling the drops spitting on our arms, our faces, our heads. it evaporated almost as it hit the ground or a limb. But it was the smell, the beautiful dank, sweet earthy smell of the water on hot earth that made me smile and drew the others outside to breathe it in.
its rained again this morning, enough to wet the creek bed and drip from leaves but not enough to fill a tank or ease the pain. the next rain is months away...
We sat outside the boy and i, on the warmth of the stones, feeling the drops spitting on our arms, our faces, our heads. it evaporated almost as it hit the ground or a limb. But it was the smell, the beautiful dank, sweet earthy smell of the water on hot earth that made me smile and drew the others outside to breathe it in.
its rained again this morning, enough to wet the creek bed and drip from leaves but not enough to fill a tank or ease the pain. the next rain is months away...
Monday, March 2
intentional leftovers
we're a leftover lovin' family here at Chez Pan, its the main reason i bought the Pyrex, so we had a loving home and a display space to store and observe the delights that are leftovers! If we cook, we do extra... extra pasta, extra rice, extra noodle, extra dough, always with manana in mind. its evolved over the years mainly as the vegetaian B2 hates sandwiches and school lunch times (and home lunch times for that matter) began to cause stress. either she would toss the sandwich, bring it home but leave it in the bottom of the school bag or just plain refuse to take it. thats when i started to really take it on board; if i wanted her to eat during the day then she needed an alternative. I must say im a bit over sandwiches for lunch too. So we started making more of the nights dinner so she could take it for lunch and the habit spread. Now we fight over the stuff. yesterday it was the leftover dough to make englsih muffins to go with the eggs and tomatoes for breakfast and this morning we tucked into yesterdays plain rice as rice pudding for breakfast. Leftover pasta can bring the house down on a weekend. B1 made rice for lunch yesterday so last night before i went to bed i added milk so the brown rice could soak in a bit more liquid overnight and this morning added an egg, cinnamon and some maple syrup and zapped it in the microwave for a few minutes. Warm rice pudding for breakfast. YUM.
Whats your favourite leftover??
Whats your favourite leftover??
Sunday, March 1
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