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Mama.
Daughter.
Lover.
Friend.
Sister.
Niece.
Granddaughter.
Passionate.
Runner.
Motivated.
Sensitive soul.
Open.
Heartfelt.
Soft.
Nerd.
Writer.
Social worker.
Sarcastic.
Doggy mama.
Fun.
Photographer.
Advocate.
Birthy.
Fighter.
Foodie.
Walker.
Natural?
Convinceable.
Educated.
Rich and poor.
Supported.

Only you can define yourself.  Who are you?

October 16, 2011 at 9:58 pm 4 comments

I <3 Autumn.

Autumn is both kind to me and aggravating.  But mostly kind.   Out of all the seasons, autumn and I get along the best, and I think the boy is going to be the same.  He seems to be thriving now that the leaves are falling.  He is happy, and his sleep is totally getting in check.  But most of all, he is happy.  He enjoys fall food.  He loves slow-cooked chicken and vegetables, squash, sweet potatoes.  I’m pretty certain he is going to take a liking to the pumpkin muffins + loaf sitting on the counter cooling off, too.

Autumn is nostalgic to me, every year, but particularly this year.  Last fall, I was in such anticipation for the baby in my belly.  I wanted to meet him or her so bad, but I knew it would be some time.  Kyle was gone a lot with work, and so it was just the pooch and I.  We’d go for a walk every morning, and loved the crisp air.  After I got home from work, we’d walk, and then make supper and crash for the night.  I’d feel my baby moving around inside of me mostly at night, and so that’s how I fell asleep.

This year, fall is different.  I love it just the same, and every year brings about the need for change in my life.  In the past, fall always signified back to school, which was always a big change, especially from elementary to high school and high school to university.  Now, I just ache and yearn for a different haircut, or a different style.  New shoes.  Different things to cook.  Different activities to do.  House re-organization.  Nesting things, really.  Last fall, I nested hard.  While I’m nostalgic, and obviously life is completely different now that it has been so delightfully graced with a mini, it’s hard to crunch in the leaves, feel the fall air, when I know, that it’s different this time.

Last fall, I anticipated my baby so much.  I anticipated being done work, and focusing all my energies on my growing wee one, being home with the babe and the pooch.  This fall, my stomach aches, flips and flops, when I think about what the next month brings.  Work.  Out of home work.  When I left my job, as much as I really do love my job (I do!), I was done.  Pregnancy brought about hormones I didn’t know existed in me, and with that, I was a bit of an… assertive woman, though like I’ve said before, some might say, aggressive.  Bossy.  Snotty, even.  I still do and always will beg to differ :)  Needless to say, I was really really excited to just be off, away from everything work-related, for a whole year.  It sounded like such a long time.  And now… I’m so close to it.  So close to going back.  I’m excited to be surrounded by some amazing work cronies (and friends!), but it’s getting me down.  It’s going to be such a change.  I think the boy is going to adjust better than his mama.  I really do still have a lot to learn from him.

But for now, I really don’t want to think about it or talk about it.  It’s a constant theme though.  Instead of last fall, “when’s your last day?” it’s now, “when do you go back to work?” said with such a sullen, gloomy disappointment.  For good reason.

But, fall!  Fall is glorious.  Like I said, every fall I want some sort of change.  This fall, I’m aching for a new wardrobe, a new sense of style.  I would love a personal shopper who can tell me what I need to wear to look awesome.  I don’t even so much care about fashion as much as this makes it sound like I do.  I just need a look that is me, and I don’t even want to have to apologize for that.  I have spent too long fighting against myself (that is another post for another day) and for now, I just want to work with it, with this body, with this mind, heart + soul.

This fall, I am all about the pumpkin.  I have been pinning and searching for pumpkin recipes and pumpkin latte recipes like mad.  I almost picked up baking and cooking supplies to make pumpkin muffins, loaf, AND lattes this week, but I stopped at muffins.   Actually, I’m going to share this recipe from a friend because it turned out so wonderful.  And I can’t bake.

Streusel Topped Pumpkin Muffins

Streusel Topping:
2 Tbl spoons brown sugar
2 Tbl spoons finely chopped nuts
1 Tbl spoon all-purpose flour
1/4 Tbl spoon margarine or softened butter

Muffins
1 egg, beaten
1/2 cup milk
1/2 cup canned pumpkin (not pie filling)
1/3 cup oil
1 3/4 cups all-purpose flour
1/2 cup sugar
3 teaspoons baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
1/2 teaspoon nutmeg
1/4 teaspoon ground cloves
1/4 cup chopped nuts
1/4 cup rainsins (optional)

Pre heat oven to 400. Will yield 12 muffins.
Mis wet ingredients until blended, add the dry. Add mixture to either lined or greased muffin tin. Batter will be clumpy.
Sprinkle streusel topping evenly over batter.
Bake for 18 to 22 minutes, or until a toothpick inserted into the center comes out clean.

I doubled the recipe and made 12 muffins and one loaf.  Also, I used 1/2 cup of brown sugar and then about 1/3 cup of agave nectar, just to cut down on the sugar.  I also used whole wheat flour instead of white flour, and they turned out lovely as lovely can be.

I also ventured into the borscht making territory last week, and it was an absolute and total SUCCESS.   Seriously, that stuff is so healthy and so easy to make, just takes a bit of time to grate up all those hearty beets.  For anyone who doesn’t know what borscht is, here.

I decided to just wing it, and so I didn’t really measure anything.  Instead, I will present to you my recipe for:

The Best Thrown Together Borscht.  Ever. 

 

3 Beets (I grated them but you can chop them up too)

3 Celery Stalks (chopped)

8 Carrots (chopped)

1/2 Onion (diced)

A bunch of dill

Veggie broth (I think I made 8-10 cups worth)

Pepper to taste

Toss all those delicious ingredients into a pot, and boil for a bit.  Then cook on medium for a bit more, and then simmer for awhile until the veggies are nice and soft, the beets are cooked, and everything looks marvelous and you want to swim in the delicious red soup.

Make sure you make a huge mess with the beets and make your kitchen look like it has potential to be a crime scene.

When I eat my borscht, I add a bit of cream to it, just because, well, you know.  I also add a bit more pepper.  You can even add cream when you are making it, too, but I prefer to just add to taste.

 

So, with that, I went from talking about the awesomeness of fall, to the darkness of fall that I sometimes slip in, to food.  That about sums up autumn.  Happy October!  Go do some good in your kitchen, make something awesome, and let’s have a food-off.  xo.

 

 

 

October 4, 2011 at 10:04 pm 2 comments

More First World Problemos.

Tired.  Drained.  The season is changing and so my mind is in constant over-drive, needing a shift, wanting a shift, but still being entirely satisfied, not even just content, but happy with my life and the turns it has taken.

These sorts of great feelings though, are obstacles to blogging.  At least blogging late at night.

And those sorts of feelings, are exactly what has inspired this post.

And then I found this on Erin’s pinterest and things just came together nicely, and I thought, you know, this image is all that is really needed:

Very similar to my white whine post from days ago.

What are some things you have thought or said recently, or pretty consistently, that would qualify?  

September 29, 2011 at 10:51 pm 2 comments

Happy Hump Day!

What made your hump day happy?

  • Going for a walk and having the beautiful array of coloured leaves crunching and swirling beneath my still sandal clad feet.
  • Doing a load of diapers, and feeling the plush softness of freshly cleaned ones.
  • Hanging out with good friends while eating pizza and watching TV.  So simple but yet so lovely.
  • Coffee while playing on the floor with my most favourite boy of all.
  • The cool, crisp air of an autumn evening, seeping into the home, freshening everything up.
  • That same air creating just one more extra reason for necessary bedtime snuggles.  Reasons aren’t needed, but oh, you know.
  • Establishing, at least a little bit, in my mind, what my 5-year plan (in terms of career, anyway) is… potentially… and realizing that it is very attainable.  Details to come at a later date.
  • Watching my boy enjoy blueberries to the very greatest extent possible.  However, the diaper aftermath ain’t necessarily so fun.
  • Constantly reflecting and recognizing the amazing individuals that I am able to surround in my life, hold close, and love with all my heart and all my soul.
  • Knowing that there are only 2 more days of daily blogging left and I have reached my goal of September Blogathon.  This makes me feel so good and it has totally jump-started and re-fuelled my passion for wanting and needing to blog.

September 28, 2011 at 10:59 pm Leave a comment

Mother Nature

I’ve been stumped.  Don’t know what to write.  Don’t want to write.  Writing is boring.  I’m boring.  I’m busy.  I have tons to say.  I have too much to say, where do I begin.  So naturally I took the easy way out and pulled out my inspirational block. I flipped open to one page and the spark word was Conformity.  I decided that wouldn’t work for me.  Perhaps out of spite?  Perhaps.  I randomly flipped the pages again and came to a topic which caught my interest, and that was Write about your most intimate experience with Mother Nature. Ahhh, perfect.  Spring is just around the corner and all I want to do is be outside and hence my memories are tied to those when I was outside.  This topic couldn’t have come at a more perfect time.

In September of 2007, Kyle took me to Wanuskewin Heritage Park as I had never been there and he spent the summer there doing an Archaeological Field School.  It was the most perfect day for us to explore the park – the sun was shining, there was a very light breeze, and the sky was a brilliant sort of blue.  Kyle was Mr. Expert on the sites and history of the park.  He showed me buffalo kill sites, the medicine wheel, and the site where they did their digs and found various tools and bones.  We walked throughout the whole park, breathing in the amazing air that floated amongst the trees, plants, and pre-contact sites of the Plains People.  He took me up a hill – an incline at the time of which I cursed silently – and we stood on the edge of the cliff and took in the breath taking panoramic prairie view.  We had a random take a photo of us – and interestingly enough we used it on our wedding invitations.

Throughout the couple of hours that we spent at the park, I remember feeling at ease, peaceful, and for some reason – nostalgic.  Not that I had any memory of living on the land – but it was like I could feel the energies of those that did.  I remember thinking how connected to the land people were (and still are – just not exactly here) and how they lived off of it so gracefully.  I remember thinking about how in certain First Nations cultures women are considered extremely powerful when they are menstruating, and in some cultures are separated from the rest of their family and community when they are on their moon time.  It is not proper for them to cook, prepare food, smudge or exert themselves in any way (cleaning, etc.) as they are seen as too powerful and sacred.

I remember being on my moon time when we went to Wanuskewin, and I remember feeling deeply connected to the site and to the energies that I felt at the park.  I remember being thoroughly present in nature and in my relationship with myself and with Kyle.  I remember sitting on the cliff, talking about our hopes and dreams and goals.  I remember planning our wedding – how we wanted that ever so sacred day to play out, and at that point establishing that we wanted part of it to be outside because we are so connected to the earth and in turn, to each other.

“Traditionally, the Moontime is the sacred time of woman when she is honored as a Mother of the Creative Force. During this time she is allowed to release the old energy her body has carried and prepare for reconnection to the Earth Mother’s fertility that she will carry in the next Moon or month. Our Ancestors understood the importance of allowing each woman to have her Sacred Space during this time of reconnection, because women were the carriers of abundance and fertility… Women honor their sacred path when they acknowledge the intuitive knowing inherent in their receptive nature. In trusting the cycles of their bodies and allowing the feelings to emerge within them, women have been Seers and Oracles for their tribes for centuries” (http://www.moonsurfing.com/moonlodge.html)

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the only good thing about the impending winter season.

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