Sabrina’s amazing leopard painting… 3.31.14
Have you ever stood and watched someone struggle for a good 20 minutes while attempting to put something together? And wishing you could step in because the solution is so apparent to you, and you KNOW they just.don’t.get.it.
Well……. let’s put it out there. I’m that person.
My problem is that I am spatially challenged. I have trouble fitting the puzzle pieces together, so to speak. So you can imagine how difficult it was for me to put the dish pack moving kit together last night.
Fortunately, Alexander stepped in before I became hostile with a cardboard box.
It was getting extreme at that point....
Anyway, he put it together in the nick of time and saved the day. Which is great, because now all the dishes and glassware are packed up.
However, that also means we eat on paper plates for the next 5 nights…….
View to Red Rock
Now that I have
80 75 60% of the move under control, I feel like I can actually sit back and enjoy all these great changes occurring right now, instead of feeling constant, intense pressure to make sure everything is accounted for and planned out.
And maybe, just maybe, I will stop waking up at 2:45 every morning to write down things that I need to do.
It’s getting a little tiring.
Literally and figuratively.
Anyway, I had a funny dialogue with Alexander last night. We were sitting on the patio having our dinner, and of course conversation turned to the ranch house. He made a comment about not wanting to use his PS3 (that machine is a sore spot with me anyway, I wish it would get lost in the move) once we get to Austin, because, in his words, “I’m going to be too busy with the dirt bike and making new friends to want to sit inside all the time”.
I’ll tell you something else, Daisy has been very agitated with all the packing and boxes and chaos going on around the house. She has practically hot-glued herself to me, making sure I don’t get too far from her sight. I tripped over her coming out of my closet yesterday (no, not coming out that way, I was putting away clean clothes…), and again in the kitchen while making dinner. She jumped up on my chair when we sat down to eat so I seized the opportunity to take a selfie:
She was not amused……
We’re rapidly approaching the finish line.
And I haven’t been this excited since my car was delivered last year.
In all reality, I am in complete awe of the way everything has come together over the past few months. I suppose you could credit divine intervention, the sync of the moon and ocean, or good karma.
Or, you could simply say, “It’s about damn time”.
Blueberry Banana Oatmeal Bread – adapted from sugar plum
2 1/4 cups all purpose flour
2 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp baking soda
3/4 cup old fashioned oats
3 large ripe bananas
3/4 cup granulated sugar
1/4 cup unsalted butter, melted
2 tbs. oil
1 tbs. vanilla extract
2 large eggs, room temperature
1/2 cup plain yogurt
1 cup fresh blueberries
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Spray a 9″ loaf pan with nonstick spray and set aside.
In a large bowl, whisk together the flour, baking powder, baking soda, and oats. In another large bowl, mash together the bananas, sugar, butter, oil and vanilla. Mix in the eggs, one at a time, until well blended. Whisk in the yogurt until the mixture is completely blended. Fold in the flour mixture and blueberries just until everything starts to come together. Pour the batter into the greased pan and bake for 50-60 minutes, or until a tester comes clean. Remove from the oven and allow to cool before slicing.
I wish I could think of something witty and entertaining to write about today, but alas, my mind is focused elsewhere.
Like on the chocolate chip cookie pie sitting on my kitchen counter.
It’s calling my name. I can hear it. So can Daisy.
Speaking of Daisy, I have to pick up a carrier for her to fly out with us. Sounds simple enough, right?
Well……… not exactly. The maximum height of the carrier cannot exceed 8.5″, per Southwest Airlines’ restrictions.
Daisy is a bit….um…..taller than that.
Houston, I think we have a problem…….
Orange Chocolate Chip Bread – adapted from Sally’s Baking Addiction
3 tbs. Coach’s Oats ( or use regular oatmeal)
1 tsp. baking powder
1 tsp. cinnamon
3/4 cup granulated sugar
2 large eggs
1/4 cup vegetable oil
1 1/2 tsp vanilla extract
1 cup buttermilk
zest of 1 orange
3/4 cup chocolate chips
Two weeks and counting….
Until we close escrow, that is.
Pantry supplies are running low, I’m completely out of brown sugar (how strange is that?!), my freezer is down to an emergency casserole of stuffed shells (thanks Mom!), and my biggest concern at the moment is whether or not Daisy is going to fit in the under-seat carrier for Southwest Airlines.
I may have to put her on a diet…….
Pasta with White Beans and Broccoli Pesto – adapted from martha stewart
1 bunch broccoli, cut into 1-inch pieces (about 4 cups)
2 large handfuls fresh spinach
2 tbs. extra-virgin olive oil
1 tbs. fresh ground black pepper
1 tsp crushed red pepper
Finely grated zest of one lemon, plus 2 tbs. lemon juice
1/2 cup packed fresh parsley leaves
4 small garlic cloves
10 ounces short pasta, such as fusilli
1 can cannellini beans, rinsed and drained
Fresh grated parmesan cheese
In a large pot of boiling salted water, cook broccoli until tender and bright green, about 4 minutes. With a slotted spoon, transfer broccoli to a food processor. Add spinach, oil, black pepper, crushed red pepper, lemon zest, lemon juice, parsley, garlic and about 1/2 cup pasta water. Puree until smooth, about 2 minutes, scraping down side as needed. Set aside. Return water to a boil and cook pasta according to package instructions. Drain pasta and return to pot. Transfer pesto to pot with pasta. Stir to coat, adding enough reserved pasta water to make a creamy sauce. Stir in beans and heat over medium until warmed through. Season with pepper and sprinkle with Parmesan, if desired.