behind the scenes…..

I woke with every intention of sharing 3 watermelon recipes with y’all……  oops..

you know what they say about the best laid plans….  I have however been working behind the scenes

ALL

DAY

LONG

and truthfully, I feel possibly even further behind then when I woke.

There are many things that I like about my blog, but there are also things that I cannot do here and really want to be able to. I plan on being very dedicated to this and if I can’t do everything that i envisioned here, then I need to find somewhere else.

This is where I am lost..  I did purchase my own domaine ( Greek to you.. I know TRUST me me too 😦 ) .. but there is soo much more to know.

where is my magic blog fairy to come set this all up for me so that I can cook and quilt and sew and share…..

I’m not giving up.. I”m just a tad fried right now.

Brushing my teeth today would have been  over-rated.. right? Right.

There’s always tomorrow….. where I pinky promise your watermelon dishes 🙂

ciao bellas!

*why yes, a glass of wine sounds lively right now 🙂 thank you very much!*

hello world!!

I’m here!

manifesting abundance

soo here I am again…..

*actually, I’ve always been here, I just haven’t shared a whole heck of a lot *

How have you been? Good. Me too!

manifesting abundance.. exactly what does that mean?  Since I’ve been posting I have completed a 200 hour yoga teacher training course, which has me certified ( and no longer scared 🙂 to teach yoga!

It was an amazing journey and it really transformed me in many ways.  As part of our training, we had certain electives to choose. One that I signed up for was “manifesting abundance”

I had no idea what it was….  and I made that perfectly clear as the day-long class began. I was sitting all properly propped up on my yoga mat, tea by my side ,honoring my body as we were taught to when Tiffany, my teacher asked if there were any questions. I promptly raised my hand and asked, ” what is manifesting abundance? ”

She smiled and simply said that she would not be able to answer that question… It was a question for me to answer.

I turned bright red and was so embaressed that I actually asked the question.

I almost walked out. But I didn’t.   I stayed and had a most amazing day with a bunch of wonderful women. I cannot go into too much detail of what happened in that room, but I can tell you that it was amazing and it changed me. When I left at the end of the day, I knew everything would be ok. I also realized just how many signs in my life are all pointing me in the direction that I am supposed to be going in.

The signs have always been there, I was just too naive to see them.

Let me explain a little.

As some of you know Scott and I had our children very young. I was 16 when our oldest, Jason, was born; Ryan and Ali followed when we were in our early 20s.

We have spent not only our entire adult lives raising our children, but much of our adolescence as well.

It’s pretty much all that I know.  Jason has been out on his own for many years now, happily married to a wonderful girl , Amanda Sue, who I am proud to call my daughter- in-law. I love her for loving him.

Y’all may also know that ryan has had a rough road. The deck of cards that he was dealt left him with a wild, wild ride for him to get to where he is today. I cannot tell you how much of my life revolved around helping him get to where he is now

( he has done so much on his own, but I have always been right in the sidelines ready to help him with whatever twist or turn was waiting )

Unfortunately, there were far to many turns.

Fast forward and He is now a freshman in college, at his dream school, majoring in history, a subject that he is passionate about.

He is clear on the other side of the country.

Ali is a senior in high school, very independent, and very goal-orientated when it comes to her picking her college for her next 4 years..

Scott and I have raised 3 independent, compassionate, thoughtful kids who have carried on with them the ability to think out of the box and take the road less- traveled and stop to enjoy the view.

26 years ago, if you had asked me what I would want for my children when I was becoming a parent, I could not have dreamed the outcome.

It was what I had , unknowingly, had spent my life manifesting.

So that day in the room, Tiff had us write some things down… Things about us now, things that we would like to see in our futures.

I came across that paper the other day.

1~ become a yoga instructor.  check. I love yoga and I love to teach others to be healthy and HONOR and LOVE yourself for who you are today.  I’m all for being healthy, but I get bothered when I see folks beat themselves up for that ‘extra 5 pounds’..

to put it in perspective, somebody going through chemo would LOVE those 5 pounds..

right? right.

And look back at a picture of yourself from ten years ago.. most likely you were thinking to yourself , ” I could be skinnier, or more muscular, or richer, or… well, you get the point.

And I’m willing to bet that when you look at that pic now, you would love to be who you were back then.

So stop and love yourself for who you are today… strive for more, but accept who you are. for who you are.

I always say, stop comparing yourself to the person next to you…. they are doing a terrible job at trying to be you .

2~ I wanted to become a runner. I have never been athletic. Like ever. I purposely bailed out of gym class ( but excelled in home EC.. go figure?) I’ve played one tiny season of softball when I was 9 and even though I was supposed to love it, I hated it. ( I’m sorry, dad , 😦 )

I have always envied runners.  They just seem to have a sense of self and look so carefree and comfortable in their own skin.  I have tried many times to learn to run, but I’ve just simply hated it.

So one of the things on my list that day was to become a runner.  I am working very hard on that one. I have some excellent guidance and I am determined. And when I set my mind to something.. that’s it.  I signed up for my first 5 k  (dragging my little sister along with me)  and I am scared to death… but you know what? I am going to do it. And I am going to love it… because I want to..

perhaps I should have warned you ahead of time regarding the length of this post.. sorry 🙂

back to being a mom.. I have dreaded this time in my life for the past few years. what would I do without my kids here? This question has had me lose more nights of sleep than I care to admit. I have obsessed and dreaded it.  I have even gone as far to talk to my doctor about it.  26 years of being a mom & being SO involved in my kids lives… what would be around the corner for me?

What I learned in that room that day was like I said, I am going to not only be ok, I’m going to be better than ok. I have been working on ‘manifesting abundance’ and by that I mean that I am going after all of my little dreams one at a time.

When I left Ryan last week, I cried one tiny tear. No where near the mess that I thought I would be.. Pride took over . and Happiness. As sad as I am to not have him here to get my quirky humor ( he ‘gets’ me like no one else does) .. the smile on his face and seeing him in his element SOO happy washed away any tears that I might have cried.

This happened once before too…  When Jason graduated from Navy boot camp.  I was ready to be a mess, but when he marched in, a man… I was overwhelmed with pride. I simply cannot describe it.

It is safe to say that my kids mean the world to me, and while I am still their mom and biggest fan, the fact that they are all living their own lives SO happy.. well, that make me happy.

and ready to manifest what is next for me 🙂 I’m only 41 years old. Really, quite young to be at this point of my life.

I do still have Ali for her senior year, as well as Tian, my exchange daughter form Hong Kong ( who i love like my own) and Ali’s multiple friends who call me mom & make our home their second home. It will be an amazing year for all of these beautiful young women, and I intend on keeping in touch with each and every one of them.

( I may be known at the post office as the queen of care packages )

I love that they are all going on with their own lives and that I am ready for this point of my life.  I never imagined the peace that I could find in my own skin 🙂

so.. if I haven’t lost you yet, thanks for letting me share. I love to write and I have alot to say ( clearly)

don’t give up on me, food and quilting will still be here…. ( I’m about to make mushroom soup for one … as my entire family is currently in 4 separate time zones )

as I leave you… think about this…  what are you manifesting? can you picture it? can you love yourself just as much as you love that certain someone that you would do anything for?

just try

xoxoxoox

~s

the blind side

*warning* there is no food in this post.. if you are looking for food, you can click the link to my sister blog for the best pea soup recipe.  But please, read this for me.

now, onto my thoughts.

Scott and I watched the Blind side this weekend. A special thanks  to my daughter who encouraged me to watch it. It thoroughly enjoyed it & would like to think that I could inspire a kid like that. It was heartwarming.

What I’m about to share is heartbreaking.

Friday morning about 20 minutes after me kids left for school, my struggling eyes were reading my facebook newsfeed on my phone, and I read  ” car strikes bus head in in crash in Kingston”.

my daughter, who has had her licence for less than a year, goes to school in Kingston. I quickly ran to my computer, where my eyes stood a better chance at reading & discovered that the accident had happened right before she had left home. She was safe. In those few seconds on the way to my computer, my  stomach turned.

Then I saw the car involved and almost threw up.  The next few hours unfolded details that are just horrific. The story is that 4 kids, on their way to school crossed the yellow line & slammed head on into a school bus. The bus had just dropped off students, so only the bus driver was on the bus ( Thank God.)

The three passengers were unconscious when rescue arrived. The driver was the only one awake and needed the jaws of life to free her. 3 of the kids were medflighted to a Boston hospital with life  extremely serious injuries.

My daughter did not know any of these kids personally, but she has friends who are very close to them. ( she attends a different high school in the same town) Throughout the morning, more & more details were emerging, each one more disturbing than the last.

This happend on the morning of the junior prom.

The thoughts of this accident are haunting me.  There are certain things in your life that stick with you. I remember in my freshman year of high school, we all gathered in the auditorium to watch a movie for drivers’ ed. ( some of you who read this may remember the video, because you may have been sitting with me)

The video was about a boy who recently got his licence and took his little brother out on a ‘joy ride’

Speed was a factor & he hit a fence head on & one of the posts went straight through the windshield & through his little brother’s chest, killig him instantly.

I don’t think I slept for weeks after seeing that.  It has stayed with me all these years later….

Out of respect for the kids & the families, I will not go into details of their conditions, but let me tell you, it isn’t good. At all.

The news showed the image of the father of the driver showing up to the scene of the accident, then quickly leaving. I cannot imagine that feeling, nor would I wish it on my worst enemy.

I keep thinking of the bus driver…  whose wheels had turned, I’m sure in an effort to avoid the oncoming car, and what she must have seen. Four kids screaming at the top of their lungs. I have heard that she only had minor injuries, but the damage done to her physcologically is unimaginable.

The kids involved and their families.. lives changed forever in the blink of a second.

The accident is still under investigation, and while speed and inexperience are both obvioulsly factors, they are investigating cell phone usage.

If you know me then you know that I am HUGELY against texting and driving. And in my state it is the law to NOT text and drive. Yet I see people doing it all the time & it irritates the hell out of me. In fact ,I know of several friends and soem family members who still do it.

We are not invinsible. Not even a little. For the love of God, just don’t text while driving. there is NOTHING so important that can’t wait until you are stopped and parked. I NEVER ever do it and hope that I have passed how wrong this is onto my children.

When Ali heard updates yesterday, she and I sat in my parked car and cried. I almost threw up. She said, “mom, what of that other car wasn’t a bus? what if it was another car.. maybe with more kids? “

You hear tragic stories all the time, but when it hits this close to home, it stings. In a big way. I have said som many prayers for all involved and if you can find it in you heart to send a few more, that would be wonderful.

I’m sorry if I sound preachy…. no, actually I’m not sorry. Because If you think of this and somehow you think of my preaching & it saves you from being air lifted, or showing up to see your child air lifted, then I’m ok with that.

I am so heartbroken over this. For whatever reason, it has lodged itself in my chest and it is truly heavy and sad.

I love my family more than anything and cannot imagine……

I’m posting this picture to to remind us all that we are not invincible. If this hadn’t have been on the news then I would not have posted it, but my hope is that you will share this with your  loved, especially if they text & drive.  And if you are my family member, don’t ever do it. I would rather never hear from you then have me be on the other end of that partial text before a med flight helicopter is needed.

talk about being blind sided.

God Bless these kids and their families, and dear Lord, Please hear our prayers…….

useless info

I came across this in  my blog roll today & thought it would be fun.

basically because I don’t feel like thinking much.. so here goes, first answers out of my brain…

A is for age:   41

B is for breakfast today         whole wheat toast with Earth Balance.. and lavender sage tea

C is for currently craving:    nap

D is for dinner tonight:      the family.. pork tenderloin.. me salad with tofu

E is for favorite type of exercise:       Yoga

F is for an irrational fear:       driving into a body of water and not being able to get out of the sinking car

G is for gross food:       fiddleheads..only veggie I dislike

H is for hometown:       too many to mention…  where my heart feels like home.. my meme & pepes apartment in Chicopee.. haven’t beent here in years, can’t even bring myself to drive by it. I’m weak like that.

I is for something important     family

J is for current favorite jam:           Bonne marie raspberry. It has only a few ingredients, all of which would make their way into my home made jam ( assuming I had the berries & time to do so)

K is for kids:    ahh.. trick question. I have given birth to 3, jason, 25.. Ryan. almost 19 and Ali 17. I also have an amazing daughter-in-law, Amanda, 23 who I love, an exchange student from Hong Kong, Tian who is 17 and I love her like a daughter as well… then of course there is Miss Fenway.. she is my boxer pup who is 7 and is me in dog form.  I I love all of my ‘kids’ They each make me proud in their own way.

L is for current location:       Sitting in my red chair at my messy desk ( that I should be cleaning rather than doing this) in the small room off of my kitchen. Fenway is exactly 2 feet away from me 

M is for the most recent way you spent money:     Iced coffee for Ryan after school

N is for something you need:     reassurance

O is for occupation:   currently,none. was a cosmetologist in another life, a culinary student, and most recently a Yoga teacher graduate…

P is for pet peeve:      smoking

Q is for a quote:    ~trust in the process.. everything happens for a reason… you just can;t see it now. Looking back one day,  it will all make sense…..

~ the times in you life that are the toughest.. that is when you are being carried….

R is for random fact about you:         I am sock addict and recent vegetarian

S is for favorite healthy snack:     kale chips

T is for favorite treat:    lavender salt bath

U is for something that makes you unique:      I’m a 7 year old at heart. I will never grow up. I’m ok with that. My family has adjusted

V is for favorite vegetable:        I don’t think I could answer with just one….  ok.. tomatoes.  and asparagus.. and shallots, and avocado…

W is for today’s workout:     90 minutes of Yoga

X is for X-rays you’ve had:     dental ?

Y is for yesterday’s highlight:     AHH! Springsteen concert 🙂

Z is for your time zone        Eastern

Thanks for the template Janetha!

A to Z survey template.

your turn!  tell me about you!!!


11 Foods to Boost Your Mood: Organic Gardening

11 Foods to Boost Your Mood: Organic Gardening.

link to new blog

for those interested.. you can read about the journey over here.

if you want to follow, you will need to click follow, as this is an entirely new blog..

it’s here!!!

FALL is here!!  finally 🙂  For this sweater lovin’, apple picking, boot addicted, hayride & PUMPKIN fanatic…. my time of year has arrived!!!

and what better way than with soup.  That was last years’ recipe.( click on the word soup to get to that recipe)  And although very tasty.. I was in the mood for something a little sweeter… A little bit of research & I found Williams-Sonoma cream of butternut and apple soup! a perfect recipe for me to start with

  • Ingredients….from Williams-Sonoma website
  • 3 Tbs. unsalted butter
  • 1 Bermuda onion, chopped
  • 1 butternut squash, about 3 lb.,
    peeled, seeded and cut into 1-inch cubes
  • 6 cups low-sodium chicken stock
  • 4 Granny Smith apples, peeled, cored and
    chopped
  • 4 pinches of Spanish saffron threads, about
    1 tsp.
  • Pinch of freshly grated nutmeg
  • 2 cups heavy cream
  • Salt and freshly ground pepper, to taste
( yes, chef, i know that i did not use Granny Smith apples…. I didn’t have them 😦

Directions:

In a large soup pot over medium heat, melt the butter. When the butter is foamy, add the onion and sauté, stirring occasionally, until tender and translucent, 4 to 6 minutes. Add the squash and stock, bring to a boil and reduce the heat to medium-low. Simmer, stirring occasionally, until the squash is tender when pierced with a fork, about 20 minutes.
I basically followed the recipe , the only change that I made was that didn’t have heavy cream ( I had used it when I made parsnip puree the night before & forgot to grab more) ( yum, BTW!) .. so I made the soup up until that point, then swirled a bit of milk at the end right in the bowl & garnished with some rubbed sage….
it’s as warm and fuzzy as my favorite boots 🙂
sianara summer!  it’s been real 🙂

don’t bug me.

Just kidding!

I was going to title this ‘shoe fly, don’t bother me’ but since today is not only a Tuesday, but the Tuesday after a 3 -day weekend AND the official end of summer.. added to the fact that it is cold & rainy here in the northeast & some many peeps had rainy first day of school pictures of kiddos getting on school buses…..

well, I thought that don’t bug me might fit some friends’ moods today.

me? not so much.. I love rain & ADORE fall.. so I’m not so grumpy, but I know I have friends who are. Sorry 😦

Ok.. this post doesn’t have a recipe.. so if you are looking for a dinner suggestion, tonight I can’t help you. Unless you want to make THIS

I CAN however show you how to get rid of the nasty little fruit fly.

Yup. You heard me. today I have an extermination  lesson for you all.

You know, in a barefootgirl, friendly , humane sort of way 🙂

And in advance, kudos goes out to my daughter-in-law Amanda who showed ME what to do when the little buggers were bothering her last month while she was here for a visit.

 

( and proof that you are never to old to learn )

❤  Amanda Sue  <3.. I’ve tried for YEARS to get rid of these things. And she got them on her first try. Brilliant!

Start by taking a piece of fruit or vegetable.. Something that you would add to your compost pile.. in my little lesson today, I’ve used half a lemon. But since I switch it out daily I’ve also had tomato pieces, cucumber ends and most recently, pineapple skins.

Anyhoo…. place yer veggie in a small bowl.  

Cover with a piece of plastic wrap then place a rubber band around the rim to hold it in place .

using a paring knife poke little holes in wrap.

Then place it in the area where the flies are hanging out. They find their way into those little holes in the top, but can’t get out! I collect usually at least a dozen.

Then just wait!  Once a day, I take this outside and release them, then make another..

:note: make sure you go outside to release. The first time I went to empty into the trash and basically just set them free back to my veggies.

So there you have it. So bub-bye fruit fly! you won;t be bothering me anymore 😉

xoxox

p.s.   no flies were hurt throughout this experiment 😉

Humor me and just go with it

Day 4 without power. Ali’s first day of school was yesterday… Ryan’s today. Nothing like headed into high school all funky (although ice cold showers have their place,removing 4 day funkiness is not one of them)

(and thanks to friends who have offered to help. But you know teenagers.. Or will soon!!!)

I had a fun post planned for today bit my fat fingers on my tiny phone make it difficult. We wont even begin to talk about my failing eyes and this

( insert picture of broken glasses here)

So humor me by pretending that this is the first time that you’ve read this …

the funny thing about tradition

Please cut and paste if you can’t click on it. It’s one of my favorites….

And for the record… Ali did have cookies yesterday

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No bake cookies 😉

( thanks mama pea. You are the original Rock star!!). I bow unto you..

Off to drive the senior *sniffle*. To school….

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