Good Bye Summer

It’s Autumn.  I adore the cooler weather.  The beautiful colours.  The lack of biting insects.  It’s the best time of year to be home with my little dude.  Or out with him.  We went to the park today.  It’s cloudy and a bit blustery but we dressed for it.  I’m a knitter and crocheter.  We are not lacking in scarves, hats and mittens.  Or we won’t be once I get finished making this year’s crop of them.  Lately, I’ve been addicted to making a particular shawl.  Called a Virus Shawl, it’s a quick and pretty easy pattern once you get the hang of it.  It’s easy to find if you google it and there’s a pretty straightforward video tutorial.  There’s some small amount of controversy over whose free pattern it is so for this one you’re just going to have to google it for yourselves.  It works up like this…

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And here’s one of a most beautiful lady modelling a gorgeous one I made…

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They are both made with Red Heart Unforgettable yarn.  I’m making a third with colourway Parrot.  It’s glorious.

I also managed to whip up a throw blanket in just under a month.  Yay me!!  It was a wedding shower gift for a dear cousin.  I’m so glad she liked it.

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This is it half done.  I really love the way it turned out.  The pattern was Easy Ripple Afghan which is another favourite of mine.  I like it because it’s an easy repeat and doesn’t have the holes you so often find in a crochet chevron blanket.  I have some of the yarn left and have matching plans for it but I’m not going to get into it in case my cousin reads this.

Now that it’s cooling off and the Boy and I aren’t so new at this whole “at home all the time with mom” thing, I should have more time to blog again.  Also, with the cooler weather I’ve pulled out my stock pot and will be searching out and trying new recipes for soups and stews to help keep our bellies nutritionally, yet frugally, full.  I already have a delightful pork stock that has squash soup written all over it.

Catch y’all later.

 

Gooooozefrabba!

If you aren’t familiar with the movie Anger Management starring Jack Nicholson and Adam Sandler, I highly recommend it.  The title of today’s entry is a phrase from the movie and is used to calm and relax those experiencing anger and anxiety in the movie.  I had a goooozefrabba moment yesterday.  Doing much better today.  Found a reason to laugh at/with (he didn’t know why we were laughing but whatever) my son, went for a long walk, threatened his life if he didn’t play on his own with his own toys for a while which he finally did and I got some time to just sit and veg and play with my new crochet thread stash.  He actually came over and helped me sort it.

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Mostly just playing around at this point but whipped up a bracelet for myself…

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And I’ve started on one for my sister.  She says she wants ‘camo colours’…

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She didn’t say it couldn’t be a camo coloured granny square cuff.  She’s being a good sport about it.  If she doesn’t end up liking it I’m sure it will have a good home with me or someone might decide to adopt it.

The Boy is co-operating well today.  Got him interested in his building blocks last night and he’s been keen to build stuff since.  Erected his first bridge yesterday.

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He was very proud of it.  We started a penny chore jar a couple of weeks ago and it seems to be working well.  I let him paint it.

He gets a few pennies for a day without potty accidents and varying amounts for doing whatever chores I need him to do.  Today he got a couple for helping me put away the clean dishes and deal with the dirty ones so we could make cookies.  I think the cookies were more exciting than the pennies going in the jar.

We just used the recipe on the Chipits bag also available at Original Chipits chocolate chip cookie recipe.  Ours aren’t as super perfect looking as the ones on the bag but taste like chocolate chip cookies.  I’m puzzled as to how The Boy manages to get chocolate all over his face by eating itty bitty individual chocolate chips.  Meh, he’s a boy.  His natural state is dirty.

Books, Boiled Cookies and My Boy

Today is The Boy’s last day at daycare.  He’s pretty excited to get to stay at home with mommy.  For today I am enjoying my last day alone.  Hubster is sleeping from a month of night shifts.  I have already headed to the library and thrown a few rows into an e-cig pouch and lanyard I’m making for my sister.  Trying out the dough setting on my bread maker cause I need hamburger buns for dinner tonight.  Thinking I’ll halve the usual giant loaf of bread and make it into one loaf and some buns.  Will have to wait and see if it turns out.

As a gift for the caregivers at daycare I made some cookies.  Had to call after Boy was dropped off cause I hadn’t made them for the kids, just the teachers, so hadn’t made enough for everyone.  I hope they enjoy them.  They are a favorite of mine and really easy to make…

Mom D’s No-Bake Boiled Chocolate Cookies

Ingredients:

  • 1/2 cup butter or margarine
  • 1/2 cup milk
  • 2 cups sugar
  • 1/2 cup cocoa
  • 2 1/2 cups rolled oats

Melt butter in medium saucepan over medium heat, add milk, sugar and cocoa and turn up to high.  Boil for five minutes stirring constantly.

Remove from heat, stir in oats.  Drop teaspoonsfull onto greased cookie sheet or wax paper.

These pictures are of a double batch and I like to make them large.

They are that simple and delicious.  I get asked for them all the time.  Also kept a few back for my friendly neighborhood grocery store lady/cousin-in-law who scored me some loverly big beef bones to make broth with.  I’ll blog about  that another day but for now the best meats, groceries and customer service in Winnipeg can be found at Fresh to the Bone

It’s a beautiful day outside.  First day of the year I’ve got the heat turned off and have thrown my windows wide open.  These windows are half the reason I begged so hard to convince Hubster we had to buy this 100-year-old house.  The airflow in here is glorious. This is a wonderful time, this first airing out after winter, and feels like throwing off a snowbank worth of stuffy indoor miasma (I keep the house clean so it’s more of an emotional miasma than a literal one) and blowing it away in the fresh, cool airflow of early spring.  Best time to do it because in a month the snow will have melted (I hope) and the winter sand will be blowing around like we live in the middle of the Sahara till they sweep it all up.

I grabbed a few books at the library.  It’s autobiography day.  I’ll be starting with Undisputed: How to Become the World Champion in 1,372 Easy Steps
by Chris Jericho, Peter T. Fornatale.  I’m looking forward to reading it.  I am totally in love with Chris Jericho and adore the fact that he’s from here.  He went to school with my aunt.  He’s also funny as hell.  I watched the wrestling half to watch what he’d do that week and listen to his podcast cause he makes me laugh.  I’ll let you know how it was.

Profound Mom Moments

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This is a sand mandala.  Tibetan monks make these beautifully detailed and intricate pieces of art.  Sometimes grain by coloured grain.  Then they just sweep it all away.  Okay, just read up on it a bit and they don’t just sweep it away.  They ceremonially dismantle it, wrap it in silk and then return it to nature by dumping it in a river.  The point being to show how fleeting and transitory material life is.  I thought of these the other day when I was listening to my son.  He was playing and singing a little song to himself.  He made up little lyrics that created a story and sang it to the tune in his little head.  I didn’t even really listen, just enjoyed his small tune as he toodled around telling his tale about whatever it was.  I don’t even remember now what the song was about.  What I do remember was thinking, “this song is like the sand art”.  Turns out I was right.  So very, many tiny details have already been lost and I can’t possibly enjoy them all if I spend every moment recording them or jotting them down.  I guess I’ll just have to hold on even tighter to the ones I have retained, either on film, on paper or in my memory.  Then comes the problem with profound thoughts.  They lead to more profound thoughts.  As his mother, I am the only person to see, hear, feel some things that no one else will ever have.  Even his father has a completely different experience of him and therefore a completely different The Boy experience that even I won’t have.  It’s fascinating and mind boggling.  That’s the best word for my experience of parenthood from moment one.  He is fascinating both in himself and in how I feel about him and react towards him.  And then I think of the sand mandala and remember that every moment is fleeting and the profound thought circle bites itself on the tail.  Whoa man!  That’s deep.

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This is how I put the brakes on the profound thought train.  Some marshmallowy hot chocolate (not coffee at this time of night.  I have to get to sleep at some point), my blog and a good vape.  For those in Winnipeg, Manitoba, my juice of choice is currently Nana’s Nut Bread and can be acquired at Epic Haze.  One of my favorite local vape shops.  If anyone cares I’m using a Triton Mini on an Innokin Disrupter.  I absolutely adore my Triton Mini!  Top fill, decent capacity, great flavor and IT HAS NEVER LEAKED!!!!!  I’ve used it almost exclusively since I got it for Christmas and would highly recommend it to anyone looking for a good, reliable tank.

So, anyhow.  I’m enjoying the whole having time to spend with my family and cook stuff and such.  Took The Boy, The Nephew and my sister to a Winnipeg Jets public practice today.  It was fun.  The boys enjoyed it a bit and we scored an official NHL practice puck that slid down the netting.

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Got wind of a friend who was desperately craving bread so I whipped her up a loaf and then got a ‘sounds like he’s kidding but probably isn’t’ request for some of the chicken and rice soup I whipped up for dinner in the crockpot this morning from my cousin who is also the bread friends’ spouse so I packed up what was left of that for them too.  I got the majority of the ingredients I made them with from their store, Fresh to the Bone, so it’s the least I could do.  I never had time for stuff like that before.

So that’s my night.  Profound thoughts about the fragility of life’s moments, practise pucks, a good vape and sharing food with awesome people.  Oh and too many marshmallows in my hot chocolate.  If only all of life’s problems were as delightful as that.

Yet more oatmeal

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Banana bread oatmeal this time.  It’s exactly the same as Apple Pie Oatmeal except I’m replacing the apples with finely chopped bananas.  I will try it with mashed bananas in future experiments but my nanners are too fresh for good mashing and I don’t have time to freeze them (for those who didn’t know, if you need mashed bananas it’s great to freeze them first then thaw them.  The ice crystals formed when freezing slice up the connective stuff in the bananas and make them way more mashable).  The recipe is the same because really, the recipies for apple pie filling (at least the one I grew up with) and banana bread use the same tasty ingredients.  The apple pie oatmeal went over extremely well with the menfolk this morning so I thought I’d try to keep the streak going tomorrow. (Edit to add: I finished cooking it and tried it and my streak will remain intact.  It is heavenly)

After breakfast is done I’ll be putting a loaf of bread to bake in my bread machine.  I’ve found this recipe Best Bread Machine Recipe and it works wonderfully.  I’ve always had issues getting bread to rise in my machine.  Followed this recipe and this happens now…

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That’s my bread after rising so much it hit the cover of the machine.  This recipe is also delicious and is indeed easy.  Had it memorized after just a few times making it.  If I’ve figured it correctly, this loaf costs me about a quarter using bulk purchased flour and yeast.