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Just A Quickie

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Just A Quickie

Y’all, I leave tomorrow! As in 24 hours until the beach. Last night Hubs and I had a going away get together at our favorite bar (which just so happens to be the same bar we met in) and so many of our friends and family went out of their way to show up to give us their love and support. It was emotional and a blast… and my head only hurts a little today, so I must have done something right haha

That said, between all of the packing my crochet breaks really turned into a lifesaving device PLUS I made a new bag! It’s funny how and when inspiration hits us (take me, typing this… on my phone… in bed). I was packing all of my yarn and found a work in progress that I didn’t start in the basket of yarn my dad gave me from storage a couple years back. It looked like two squares attached by two straps, but not quite big enough to use for anything. I studied the granny squares it was made up of, added a few more, added a little embellishment, and it was probably the best little purse I’ve made yet! I can’t believe how handy it is that I just started figuring out granny squares… what last week?

So! Next week I’m going to make a couple more from scratch and write the pattern.

Actually it fits my hook case perfectly, I’m thinking this is my new project bag!

Happy Sunday!
The next time I post, I’ll have sand between my toes 🙂

Hello Spring… Goodbye Convenience Items?

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Hello Spring… Goodbye Convenience Items?

Banana Pancakes and coffee!

A WAY better combo than the combo of snow and rain outside… *sigh* 11 more days until beach life…

Am I late to the party in knowing that I can make myself a cup of coffee with my tea ball infuser? I am so pleased by this discovery, I think I’m going to get rid of my Keurig.

I’ve been holding strong and minimizing and packing to be ready for our upcoming move, y’all. I’m so proud of myself. No waiting to the last minute this time! That also means that we’re getting to the point where we’re starting to live without certain things or will start looking for them in boxes pretty soon… first example: our Keurig. I emptied it out so it can be packed and then realized I really wanted needed a cup of coffee to get going today. As I stared at the box of coffee asking myself if tea would cut it, a thought struck me. Why can’t I just put my coffee grounds in my infuser? Essentially coffee is made by passing hot water through coffee grounds, so what’s the difference between this and a french press or cold press? I know you’re supposed to use about 1 T of grounds per 8 fl oz of water, but my tea ball won’t hold that much. Resolution: I filled one side with grounds, heated up my tea pot, poured it over, and let it steep for maybe 3 minutes, and Viola! Coffee! It’s delicious and exactly what I needed.

As for you, Keurig… Where we’re living right now has such hard water, I’m having to clean my Keurig practically once a month to keep it running properly which effectively makes it MORE effort than anything else I could be doing that would give me a superior cup… not to mention the waste. To think I could have been doing this for the last year instead of spending countless hours running vinegar solutions and water through to clean the lines, figuring out how to take it apart to get rid of the bugs that took up residence inside (yes, that really happened and it was just as gross as it sounds), buying K-Cups then the reusable K-Cup… No more!

I think that’s it. Goodbye Keurig it was nice knowing you, Hello new infuser I am going to buy specifically for coffee.

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Update on those Banana Pancakes I made at the beginning of February and next convenience item on the chopping block… Eggos, our relationship is over. I made the whole batch of banana pancake batter that my recipe produces, but since it’s just me and Hubs we didn’t come close to finishing them all. I cooked them up, put them in individual ZipLock baggies, and stuck them in the freezer.

That was over a month ago, this morning I heated them up in my toaster oven (while my coffee brewed), slathered some crunchy peanut butter on them, poured some warm maple syrup over the top, and it worked!! They are delicious and so much healthier than those “waffles” I’ve been eating. I’m keeping these in the freezer from now on.

Talk about healthy minimizing, y’all. I feel fantastic. Healthy changes for a new beginning.

This started off as a post about the stuffed peppers I made the other day, but I couldn’t stop writing about how pleased I am that I’m decluttering my diet, my day, and my home.

Don’t worry. Those stuffed peppers are still coming. 20150316_193526_Richtone(HDR)-1

Happy Monday!

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After finishing up this lovely little sunflower to celebrate how gorgeous it’s turning outside…20150316_01

I read this article with my morning tea. Even though I’m not a parent and I found myself reading it from a personal perspective, it still hit home.

I was very much a tomboy as a child… well in all honesty, until my wedding… at 30. I mean sure in my 20’s I finally started wearing makeup when I went out, carried a purse, and had multiple pairs of shoes, but I didn’t really embrace dresses and enjoy being feminine until it was so celebrated during the process of wedding planning and the day of my wedding made that it was made fun (read: acceptable) for me.

At first it was embarrassing. Being fussed over, tugged, pulled, trimmed, painted, draped, all of it made me intensely uncomfortable. Those things were supposed to be superficial and silly and therefore NOT what I do. The desire to not be the stereotypical girl even made me question my life choices, “Do I really want to leave architecture where I’m working as the only female project head to go…. cook?” “Can I still feel strong and capable if I can’t pull my equal weight financially in my relationship?” “Am I still a partner if I’m at home and he’s at work even if it is temporary?”

When did it become a negative way to view yourself? When did I become so ruled by the exact limitations that I was fighting so hard against? It’s ironic really. I’m fighting so hard to not be in the societal box that I’ve put myself in another box with a whole different set of rules and regulations. Now I’m not saying that we shouldn’t still push the boundaries of stereotype and I don’t think the author of the article is either. I think the point is that we can feel strong and empowered and still wear pink lipstick if we want to. Like the #LikeAGirl campaign is seeking to change the stigma that to do something “like a girl” means to do so inferiorly and be somehow less, I want to reshape my perspective on myself. I can be a girl and still defy the stereotypes that seek to confine all of us.

Just because I want to put on a dress, I like to crochet flowers, and my full time job is my home for the time being that doesn’t mean I can’t still have my “screw you” attitude! It’s not about gender. It’s about being true to yourself regardless of what others think. If I find myself being guided in spite of what others think, I am equally as ruled by it. So there’s the motivation this week.

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Especially if that means you get up everyday and do what you love the best you can.

So go own it. Be you. You’re the only one who can and that is powerful.