Does it seem like everyone is sick? My husband is down and out. Luckily he just a nasty head cold and not the flu. I decided soup would be a great remedy and an easy dinner. Just a little TLC.
This spicy bowl of soup did wonders. Hearty – with a bit of kick to clear the nasal passages.
Stay well. Make soup.
[PS. In my humble opinion, sick men are probably the most pathetic creatures on earth.]
When was the last time you did something for the first time?
As middle age starts to sink in, I see how easy it is to just stay comfortable. You don’t get hurt or embarrassed or scared doing the same thing day in and day out. You stay safe, but you lose your spark! For trying something new yesterday, I was rewarded. Rewarded with a great workout, a long uninterrupted conversation with a friend, and [eventually] abundant SUNSHINE!
Try something new. Do something for the first time! Who knows, you might actually like it!
It has been cold around these parts! When I saw this recipe for a winter salad with warm, roasted butternut squash I knew it would be perfect on a chilly evening. It was hearty, filling and delicious. My husband thought so too! [There were actually quite a few recipes in the January issue of Real Simple worth checking out.]
Need other ideas for using a butternut squash? Look no more! My love for the other squash is not a secret.
Mama got a new pair of shoes. Where will they take me?
In 2002, I trained and finished the Portland Marathon. 26.2 miles of determination. While the race itself was exhilarating, the training was arduous. Months and months of pounding the pavement and punishing my body. In the time leading up to the marathon I experienced chaffing, the wrong shoes, a horrible 18 miler spent hallucinating in sweltering temps on Spokane’s Centennial Trail, and stomach turning nourishment for long runs called goo. However, since I was determined to finish the run healthy [and with a little left in the tank to run strong across the finish line], the training had a purpose. I knew why I was pushing my body to the limit.
After finishing the marathon, I hung up my racing shoes. There isn’t a desire to train for another. There isn’t a desire to train for any END event. Being physically fit and active is the only objective. But there in lies the problem. When you don’t have an end goal-motivating yourself everyday is more challenging. It also is freeing. My new shoes can walk, they can run, they might be able to climb. Maybe I will wear them to a Crossfit gym and push myself through a WOD. I might possible wear them to a yoga studio, slip them off and find my zen. They could take me on a walk with a great friend or help me clock my fastest mile time since I was 16 years old. Who knows?!?
My shoes could take me just about anywhere…and they sure are cute!
**update** My shoes are Brooks PureFlow 2
Seattle is buzzing with Hawk excitement! Our infamous 12th man will be in full effect Sunday…this time making some noise in living rooms, pubs, and sports bars. I love it when one single unifying event brings us all together. Why not cheer for really big men trying to knock the snot out of each other? I am confident they will win on Sunday and this cheer train can keep on rolling! [And PS. we have the best damn quarter back in the NFL. It doesn’t hurt that he is pretty darn cute to boot!]
I have fond memories of watching the old school Hawks with my dad on Sundays. The 80’s gave us Steve Largent, Dave Krieg, Curt Warner. And who can forget Brian Bosworth? There were a few playoff runs, but no Super Bowl appearances when I was a kid! And now my kids are watching the games with me. I am feeling it this season. Big W will be sporting his Earl Thomas jersey on Sunday. We are convinced it is lucky. Since he started wearing it on game days, the Seahawks haven’t lost. [It’s only weird if it doesn’t work.]
Looking for something to serve at game time? Spotted these at Top Pot Doughnuts. Perfect for a 10am start.
Go Hawks!
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When my boys were really little, it would irritate me to NO END when someone would say,
“Oh, enjoy this time with them. It is so special.” It more often then not would come at time when I literally felt like I was losing my mind [and most likely needed a shower.] Enjoy it, huh? Treasure it? Have you been at my house around 5pm? Living in the moment and enjoying them was the furthest thing from my mind. Sadly, I felt like I was simply surviving. My husband and I used to joke, “We’re just making it to bed time.”
And now I get it. I get what they were saying. I feel it everyday. I feel my boys getting “big”. Gaining independence. Forging their own way in this world. I’m not sad about it. But now [outside the world of the dirty diapers and the witching hour], I can recognize that my time with them as young boys is fleeting. And I am going to do my very best to just enjoy it!
I use my phone as my point and shoot camera almost daily. This year I fell in love with Instagram and its square art form. While looking for a unique gift for an exchange during the holidays (2012), I came across Canvas Pop. I may have a new addiction!
Turn your Instagram images into a 12″ x 12″ piece of art! Wrapped canvas, amazing colors and all for $39.95! I was so impressed by the quality of the work and the image looked fantastic. It was hard to give it away.
Hanging alone or in a grouping- these little beauties are worth their weight in gold! Check out the options on their website.
*Updated December 2013 to reflect current pricing.
Do you feel like this? I am not sure why but for some reason…I do. There is this inner voice chanting to me…”It’s gonna be awesome!” There is nothing life changing on the horizon for me this year. No milestone events, anniversaries or birthdays. And that’s why I am so darn excited. I feel like nothing is out of the realm of possibility.
I am not making any resolutions, because I feel like they are always attached to some sort of guilt. The world doesn’t need more people feeling guilty. Our world needs happy, fulfilled people loving life and those around them!
Things I would love in 2013: more glitter, long runs, day trips, finished projects, a home full of joy, getaways with my husband, delicious meals, time alone with each of my boys, no homework, a snow day, time to myself, tons of average moments free of worry, a super hot summer, great books, cups of hand-crafted coffee, strong arms and toned tummy [the tummy is a long shot!], patience, abundant creativity….
What things would you love to come your way this year?
My little men and I are going on a grand outing next week. We are attending a matinee performance of The Nutcracker. One might ask, “Why would you take two uber active boys to the ballet?” It is a legitimate question. I am certain that they can rise to the occasion. Well, at least Big W. Little Man is another story all together. He isn’t known to just go with the flow, so I am hedging my bets.
When I was teaching it was called building background knowledge. Current day, I call it covering my a^#! I am hopeful, not delusional. With my entire arsenal, I am getting him pumped up to see this ballet.
I have been reading him a simple picture book that tells the story of The Nutcracker Ballet. I am confident Little Man will enjoy the performance more if he knows the story.
