Week 41: Some Fun Yummies

What's new?

In Week 41, Henry and I wanted to focus on re-building our immune systems with lots of warm, sticky vegetables and colorful foods, fish, nuts, and green smoothies. What a perfect opportunity, we thought, to try out a new recipe from Skinnytaste.com, Butternut Squash and Spinach Lasagna Rolls! We also decided to share some with our neighbors, after finding out our entire neighborhood had Strep. This was a delicious dish, and it was very easy to make (and inexpensive). I think I could eat this every day. Things I did differently than the recipe: Whole milk ricotta instead of lowfat; red onion instead of shallot; used about 1/3 more butternut squash; added cinnamon, oregano, and lots of black pepper to ricotta mixture; sprinkled a little cheddar cheese on top before serving :) Okay, so my version wasn't very skinny. But I don't believe in lowfat ricotta. It's against my religion. 5/5 stars.

In addition, we received Henry's Scholastic book order from school, and in that order was another Jane Yolen goodie, How Do Dinosaurs Say I'm Mad (by Jane Yolen and Mark Teague). We like books about emotions around here, and this was so much fun. I am definitely going to add this to my list of suggested deployment resources for children. We also got No More Hitting (by Maria Mayson), which also deals with the subject of acting out, but in a different way. Yolen accepts that Dinosaurs are going to be mad sometimes, and that's totally fine, but you need to go take a time out and a deep breath instead of throwing, hitting, yelling, etc. Mayson's book deals with acting out (in this case, hitting) by redirecting the anger entirely in a physical way: dancing. So anytime tiger cub wants to hit someone, he instead does a little dance, and pretty soon he feels better and doesn't want to hit anyone. I think both books are wonderful, and Henry LOVES all of Yolen's books. No More Hitting is super cute, just a teensy bit long-winded for the age-range of the audience. I usually shorten it up a bit when we read it, but I would recommend both to just about any youngling who needs a reminder to use their words :)  

Other Newness for Week 41:

• I received good news regarding the arrival of my Husband, which may or may not be a good chunk of days earlier than expected :) But I am not letting myself get TOO excited about it until the day I am actually seeing him with my own eyes.

• Began a new, scaled-back running routine, which incorporates equal parts yoga and running. The goal is to focus on moderation (for reals this time) and get myself out of that binge runner's mentality that I think I have had my entire life. I can't be approaching 37 and still in this mentality that I can run 18 miles and go eat like crap the entire weekend afterwards. And, approaching 37 means, for the first time, that weight isn't the issue anymore; it's stuff like blood pressure and arthritis and warding off dementia :)

Week 38: Our Brains Are Alive (and Melty Is Too A Word)

What's new?

Oh, how I missed you, Wally Lamb. Reading favorite authors is like stepping into a nice, hot bath. You can confidently just let their words completely absorb your melty, porous brain because you're not tripping over their shitty, cliche, underdeveloped characters or bored out of your mind or disgusted because once more, someone mistook a pessimistic point of view for good writing. It is like knowing in advance you are going to get a brain massage and a good laugh and your imagination is going to come alive and be free. The Hour I First Believed is a similiar style to I Know This Much is True, where he ties deep, historical roots with regard to the protagonists family history into the current day. This story centers around a couple going through marital problems who deal with the after-effects of the Colombine massacre. Deep, complex, believable, and thought-provoking.

Week 38 New Stuff:

• Henry has given up naps. Oddly, he seems SO much happier and content on this schedule. No more spending 2 hours a day fighting him to take a nap, then fighting him to eat, then to go to bed. He sleeps from 7:30-7ish; eats more; talks more, is more affectionate and playful. I think this is actually working! Quiet time for an hour in the afternoons is a must, and I am learning as I go. Time Management...this is something that is being quickly readjusted :) Not sure if I will ever crochet again!

• Cod liver oil - A lot of great research exists on the benefits of cod liver oil on brain development, the prevention of learning disabilities, and even various disorders of the Autism Spectrum, not to mention nerve disorders. I just don't think it can hurt, especially since our boy is such a picky eater!  

• I signed up for a half marathon on Post the first weekend in October. One of my girlfriends offered to come hang out with Henry that morning, and having that possibility made me more excited than waking him up early to take to someone else's house while also trying to get ready for a half marathon. While I am no stranger to half marathons, it has been a year since I have run one!

• New green smoothie recipe from Green Smoothie Revolution. I had been wanting to try this one for a while because it only had 2 ingredients and looked extremely refreshing; 3 cups of cubed cantelope and 1 bunch of parsley. That's it! I add a little water to mine every time just because I have a blender from 1994, but you fancy VitaMixers need not add water. I THOUGHT this was going to be good. I am obsessed with parsley. I love anything with melon. I had both ingredients handy. However, it didn't really sit right with me. The flavor combo was not doing it. Green apples, sour berries, lemon, other greens...those are things that work with parsley. Cantelope is too sweet or too melon-y or something. Blech. Like all of those fruit and mint candies and gums? Those also gross me out, and this was kind like that (1/5 stars).

Week 34: Treasures (Ecological, Historical, Psychological)

What's new?

Picture, if you will, a half-groggy, non-caffeinated mom, still in her pajamas, enjoying the quiet of the first of the end-of-summer cool mornings in Kansas. She goes outside to clean up the toys in the yard and drain the kiddie pool. Reaching for the foam alligator toy in the half-dark of morning, she, who also happens to be an amateur bug collector, jumps through her skin with a half-masked yelp as she grabs something very large, spiny, and dark. It ain't right, folks, this early in the morning. Then, she goes to turn on the porch light, heart now racing with excitement (rather than primal fear), as she knows she's found a true treasure...a giant robber fly! WOW!

And that, my friends, is how Week 34 began :)

When I had my brief moment of fame, sorting insects for the Entomology Department at the San Diego Natural History Museum, I got to see a non-giant version of this guy. Seeing this guy, however, is a first, and such a treat! The Genus Promachus, it is said, can deliver quite a painful bite with it's needle-like proboscis and is a great predator of the insect world. However, the larva of these guys might be eating the roots of my grass, among other creatures. Who invented lawns, anyway? What a terrible idea, in any climate.

Other Week 34 Awesome Newness:

• While visiting the Parkville Farmer's Market for the last variety of local peaches, we discovered the jaw-droppingly beautiful little town of Parkville, MO! The Parkville Farmer's Market is tiny, but absolutely every farm had the most beautiful of wares. A 45-minute drive from Fort Leavenworth, just like anywhere, and worth it. English Landing Park, which hosts the market, is a wonderful, large park that overlooks the river, and Parkville has quite the history behind it. If ever there was a ghost story to be written, this place would be some great inspiration.

• Now that I am no longer studying for the Praxis II Middle Grade Science (which, by the way, I PASSED!!), Ted and I decided to go back to our tradition of trying to read a book together during deployment. We picked Why Can't You Read My Mind, by Jefferey Bernstein. Having read a few marriage devotionals or counseling-type books before, we decided to give this one a whirl because we thought it seemed a little more focused on the partnership aspect of ANY relationship and managing thought patterns with one another and less about roles in marriage. I am a Christian woman who also happens to be married, but I grow very tired of book after book where the focus is the woman (and man's) "role" in the marriage. How is continually defining your "role" in any situation EVER helpful to the GROWTH of that institution? If you worked as part of a team of project managers and all you ever did during meetings was dole out roles, how would that inspire members of the team to continue to create, inspire one another, and stay loyal to the business? Duh. How about focusing, instead, on each member as an individual, outside of a box, capable of creative thought and inspiration beyond belief, to one another?

From the Amazon reviews:

"They claim that one of the most significant steps is to focus on yourself rather than your partner by ridding yourself of toxic thoughts, "negative thoughts that have lost their basis in reality and have gotten out of control." Examining nine toxic thought patterns (such as jumping to conclusions, labeling one another and playing the "blame game"), the authors provide well-researched explanations, relevant examples and practical alternatives to transform negative thoughts and behaviors into positive and constructive ones." 

When all you have are your thoughts and a prayer because the other part of your team is rarely present in the flesh, the brain God gave you to manage your thoughts and your words becomes a powerful tool, and pretty much, your only one.

"Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in thy sight, oh Lord, my strength and my redeemer." Psalm 19:14

Week 20: I Wish to Live Deliberately

What's new?

"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practice resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms, and, if it proved to be mean, why then to get the whole and genuine meanness of it, and publish its meanness to the world; or if it were sublime, to know it by experience, and be able to give a true account of it in my next excursion." 

- Henry David Thoreau

I'll admit, in Week 20, we did not try many new things! However, I was one busy momma, and I started off the week by taking a 4-hour reading and writing test for the State of Virginia Department of Education. Blech! I have not taken a test like that since the SAT/ACTs in high school, and my DayQuil-infused brain was in sprint mode, trying to take this test. Thankfully, I passed with flying colors. Though I am a nervous test-taker, I can squeak out essays and edit technical excerpts pretty well, when it matters. As much as I poo-pooed this test, my Husband was really sweet and supportive about it, pointing out that it was necessary to celebrate small wins. I know he tells that to his crew probably daily. You'd think that would work on his Wife :) The take-home lesson for me from this test is that I need to focus on relaxation and on getting better sleep for "the big test" in July. It is hard for me to relax and stay on task, concurrently. I am usually more productive if under a wee bit of stress. Thus, I am usually always a wee bit stressed :) haha

I think it is nice knowing that God gave me the tools to be able to move forward with my goals and not be stunted by failure or even just fear of failure. I feel blessed that my parents raised me to "live deliberately" and expect to have to work hard for things in life. There are a lot of people out there who just expect everything to be handed to them or to live without failure, and they never MOVE forward. If writing fiction has taught me anything, it is not to be afraid of failure or of what people think of you. And the great scientific minds whose creativity and curiosity drove them to fail and discover the basic truths which I am hopefully going to be teaching to our young people? Their failures are just as big of an inspiration to me than their successes. 

Week 20 newness:

• Ted and I "celebrated" our 4th wedding anniversary. He celebrated by being Underway with 85 sailors, and I celebrated by studying for my Praxis exam while Henry napped and having sushi with a friend. We plan on for-real celebrating when he comes home for a week at the end of this month! 

• The only real new thing I tried this week was Bean Blossom Blueberry Hard Cider, and that is because Meghan gave it to me, not because I took the initiative to actually try something new on my own. I was not a huge fan of this, but I think I was expecting something more like a Hornsbys. It was more like a sparkling wine infused with blueberry flavor. After a few sips, I poured it over ice, which helped a lot. Well, then I read the can label, and it says right on the can "apple wine". So, maybe I just don't know what real cider tastes like? :) In any case, it's my "something new".

Week 3: Two Hours on the Treadmill?! Whaaat?!

At some point during Week 2, I found my marbles while running on the treadmill. They say that running is 10% physical and 90% mental, but running on the treadmill, I promise you, is just 100% mental :) It took a couple of weeks of practice to get to where I really enjoyed my treadmill runs, and the more I practiced enjoying it, the more I actually, legitimately enjoyed it, until I was able to get up to 2 hours without wanting to stab my eye out with a spoon! Yay.

Here are the things I love about treadmill running:

• I can run to my heart's content before 6:00 a.m. and still have time to stretch, make coffee, and sometimes even shower, before my little sweetheart comes down the stairs each morning. We then have more time throughout the day for fun little hikes and exploration.

• The impact to my stupid plantar fasciitis foot is greatly reduced. After the first week of running on the treadmill, I have had no twinge of it, whatsoever. It had started to creep back after bumping up my miles in September. 

• I can listen to music without putting things in or on my ears or arms (which gives me serious sensory overload which is why I hate running with music...just don't like a lot of things touching me while I run)

• I don't have to worry about running into cars, skunks, deer, or stopping for crosswalks

• Speedwork is more enjoyable! And pacing work.

What I don't love about treadmill running:

• lack of wind

• I miss the smell of fresh air

• I miss watching the sun come up

• I miss seeing wildlife (except skunks)

• I miss the different textures and grades of whatever running surface you are on

• I miss exploring new routes (sometimes)

• I miss the impact, which sounds weird, but it's true. I like the feeling of the impact from running. 

• I miss feeling like I am getting a metal massage, like I am working out all of life's little problems in my brain while I run. I don't do that on the treadmill, for some reason. Probably because I am listening to music.

• Watching the clock - I miss the feeling that I could run forever, without stopping and imagining myself as Forest Gump, haha. Seriously.  

Here are some other new things that happened during Week 3:

• Henry figured out how to take all of the caps off of my lip balms and properly apply lip balm by himself, without eating it, and also apply it on my lips/general face area

• We finally ate at Homer's (the local drive-in hamburger and shakes joint). Solid C+ for good onion rings and because Henry liked the salt-less smiley fries. Life is too short to return to C+ places...so...yay for trying a new place, in any case :) The Yard House and my own house still have my favorite burgers around these here parts.

• I finished my John Muir book and Nephew #5's blanket (finally)!

• Definitely have begun to notice some new and more mature expressions of emotion in my Son. It's kind of neat to watch him grow in this way, even though I wish he didn't have to, you know? Ted has been able to record some cute little messages for him using words like "happy" and "sad", which he definitely has responded to and loved.