tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-187904082024-03-07T19:24:43.010-05:00smallstrongstubbyhandswoman, mother, wife, friend, traveller, writer, blogger, natural living, cloth diapering, breastfeeding, extended nursing, mama cloth, baby wearing, bed sharing, co-sleeping, gentle disciplne, non-vaccinating, meal planning, mama to a baby and a preschooler, greener and gentler livingUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger416125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-75664341246231182822021-01-22T16:10:00.004-05:002021-01-22T16:10:21.305-05:00father<p> It`s nearly 4 years since my father died. The last time I blogged was pre-pandemic. I have drafts littering my dashboard...in progress, or incomplete.</p><p>I had a complicated relationship with my father. I think it is part of the reason why I still try to understand him, years after he took his last breath, in his bed at home. A home that me and my husband own, but where he resided, where he chose to have his last breath. It took time to shift from pain to trust, from resentment to heartfelt love. The father who died, was not the one I lived with for most of my life. I am grateful for this.</p><p>My father was 8 years old and living in Glasgow when WW2 began. Bombings, displacement, death. He built a future of fear and anger, as destruction rained down on him, he internalized this and it scarred everything with a vicious depth and ferocity that left few around him untouched by it.</p><p>I didn`t know much of those years until later in his life, until the last years and months of his life. I read about it in journals after he died. I heard him ask for my forgiveness in the last 6 months of his life. I started healing from the what-could-have-been when my children were born, and saw the pure love he showed them. I forgave him years before, when I stood up and refused to take any additional verbal assaults. I don`t know why I was his target. Something in me repulsed him. There were times growing up when he was yelling at me again for the many-dozen-th time that week, seething so much at me I could see the foamy saliva forming on the corners of his mouth. Rabidly angry at me. It took me many years to realize it wasn`t me.</p><p>In the sunshine, as sunset beamed what felt a million shades of pink and purple, the sunset of his life too, the last of the days where he was still mobile. He tearfully spoke, in a voice softened by illness, age and understanding. He spoke of his anger, how all consumed he was. How he lived in anger. How I had been the one he had targeted anger. Never a full explanation of why me. He spoke to my strength. He asked me my forgiveness. He regretted not living a life with more love. I felt so much deep, in your core sadness...could it reach any deeper. I explained again, I forgave him a long time ago. I had chosen not to live in anger or shame or resentment. I did not want a half life. I learned and saw what damage could result. I learned, painfully, but learned gratitude and forgiveness are gifts we give ourselves, they liberated me from the pain of not feeling enough, of not understanding how someone could be my parent, but despise me for simply breathing alongside them.</p><p>Healing was truly complete when I saw who he could be, when he let love in. My boys had already healed me, the bond I have with them gives me hope and gratitude and more love than I could have ever imagined in life. I saw them heal him with their love words and their hugs and joy. I saw my father through the lens of a grandfather who doted on his grandchildren. It was bittersweet as he could have been that for me, but when I saw the beautiful, perfect love form between them, I felt the sunshine of that love. I carry that with me...the feelings of seeing those moments. When I look back at the traumas of my father`s childhood, and how he passed those to me by his words and actions, I am not haunted by them. I learned what was mine and what wasn`t. I chose love. I chose myself.</p><p>I am my father, and so I try to keep learning. Genealogy is so much a part of that and am so grateful for the DNA cousins I have met along the journey. I am more drawn to dedicating time to my paternal side. I wish he could see it, that he could know so much of what I have found. I wish he had shared his stories, that it hadn`t been access to journals after he had died. But I am grateful, that despite all of the complicated, that when I said goodbye to my father, after my youngest had made a series of origami boats and placed them around his head on his pillow, that after his last ever action he had after being in a coma for over a week, was that he suddenly reached out to my children inexplicably (no medical explanation) as he hovered over death, when I said goodbye to him, I was able to fully and honestly say, that I loved him.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-44150012179120558042019-12-01T12:01:00.003-05:002019-12-01T12:02:58.273-05:00my Flemings<br />
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DNA<br />
key to my ancestors<br />
link to distant cousins with a shared passion<br />
to know our ancestors<br />
to learn from them<br />
to fulfill their promise<br />
to breathe life into their lost names, etched in stone, fading in old churchyards<br />
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My 4th cousin 2x removed gave me a tremendous family gift - PLACE<br />
thanks to his reaching out, I took his names and places and found mine<br />
gratitude washes over me with the faces of my past<br />
County Down, in the area around Ballydown<br />
this cousin was born in the area<br />
he lives in the area<br />
he has stories<br />
his stories are my stories<br />
now I know them<br />
now I record them<br />
now the past has place, which makes the ground of the present feel more solid<br />
and soon I will know the land and walk where my Fleming ancestors didUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-22834702682852636112019-12-01T11:39:00.003-05:002019-12-01T11:39:56.919-05:00connections via DNA - my Canadian cousinI have embraced the magic of DNA matching wholeheartedly. Magic?! Yes, for those of us who are passionate about re-creating our family trees it is.<br />
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Last night, I spent the evening with dozens of my coworkers, saying goodbye to one of our own as she accepted a transfer to another city, following her joy.<br />
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Last year, randomly searching a last name in my DNA matches, I stumbled upon the name of a retired coworker. The match was small, I starred it and left it there. I had gifted my mother and brother a DNA kit as our expressions of DNA vary among siblings, and having my mother test helps narrow down maternal/paternal matches. When their results came in, I went back to my starred match, and both my brother and mother did - my mother being a slightly stronger match.<br />
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DNA cousins.<br />
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She was there last night, she has a face that could easily fit in with my Irish family, but she knows of none. She has Forrest splashed all over her family tree - and so this is the link we will explore. I hope some day to tell her where our Forrests meet. I suspect she is a 6th cousin to my mother, just out of reach of my current research, it spurs me on.<br />
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I have made connections and messaged with several DNA cousins, most with a stronger link by genetics - but I worked with her for years, despite a generational difference, we were friends at work, and last night, we wore cardigan sweaters that were the exact same shade of royal blue - of dozens of coworkers, past and present, we were the only 2 sporting this colour.<br />
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I have a Canadian cousin now, and one that I am blessed enough to call friend.<br />
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A bit more DNA magic.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-16846531670939468532019-11-02T14:04:00.001-04:002019-11-02T20:00:53.042-04:00the earliest memories - my grandfatherReflecting on my grandfather, William O'Donoghue (1907-1976)<br />
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I don't remember where I first read about it, but know that memories start making recollective imprints around the age of 5. And this is true for me. From about the age of 5, I have a flood of memories I can tap into, and before that, nearly nothing.<br />
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I have 2 memories from my very early childhood. Given that I was so young, I can only assume that they were very impactful points in my young life.<br />
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The first was when I had my tonsils removed, just before I turned 3. I remember the colour of the walls - those sea green walls. I remember how I felt...afraid and alone despite the whir of people around me.<br />
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The second was when I was 3. I was in Ireland, at my grandparents' home. My grandfather with the big smile and gentle laugh was carrying me, I remember the warmth of his sweater pressing against my face, lifting me up, as I reached for an apple from a tree in his orchard. A chorus of laughter swept over us like a wave of security. That moment is frozen in time, deeply embedded in memory, I feel it within the depths of my heart when I recount it, it stirs up tears when I do. I felt safe, loved, and joy.<br />
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Whenever I need to remember my first moments of joy, I return to that memory. There is a photograph in one of my parents' albums of him holding me, both of us beaming happiness. I will add that to this post when I see it again.<br />
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He died a year later.<br />
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My grandfather, William O'Donoghue was a teacher, and then principal of a National school in Ireland. His wife, my grandmother, Mary O'Connor was also a teacher.<br />
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I have several uncles who were teachers.<br />
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I am a teacher.<br />
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And my grandfather, when I was 3 years old, taught me how to find joy in the most ordinary of moments. And I am so grateful that my mind captured such a beautiful, enduring memory of him.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-81856221062610455112019-08-31T09:42:00.001-04:002019-08-31T09:42:22.694-04:00David Forrest<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I don't think this will be the only post I write about my 2x great grandfather David Forrest.<br />
I am finishing reading a book by one of his grandsons, and he is featured in the early chapters quite prominently.<br />
It gives me a sense of his presence.<br />
And I felt his presence far before reading this book (WORSE COULD HAVE HAPPENED - ANDREW FORREST)<br />
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He travelled...he lived in other countries...and as I researched and learned more of him, I found he had been to Canada.<br />
I suppose this was a big deal because before my mum, I didn't know of anyone in my direct line who had been to this country.<br />
He spent some time in the Prairies...I found him in Saskatchewan at one point.<br />
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When his travelling days were over, when his 10 years in Australia were brought to an abrupt end (family duties, returning to Ireland as his brother was ill, and David was to manage the family land), I got a sense of who he evolved into.<br />
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an activist who worked for farmers rights in establishing the dairy collective<br />
a well-read man who delighted his grandchildren with stories of Egypt and the pharaohs<br />
a man who spent hours sitting out under the trees reading<br />
someone I feel I have met through time and ancestral memory.<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-17334011521471827602019-08-10T22:35:00.001-04:002019-08-10T22:36:02.819-04:00margaret christie mcfarlane stokestwo years ago my father died<br />
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and I never felt connected to him<br />
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this is partly why I started researching my family tree<br />
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to find some connection, for something familiar<br />
through servants and weavers<br />
illicit affairs and suicides<br />
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and then - my elusive 3x great grandmother<br />
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MARGARET CHRISTIE b 1820, married 1837, d 1889<br />
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well, she has been a research challenge<br />
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and now I know her, I know what she gave me. She is my first paternal link to health care work, and perhaps I am hers.<br />
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her husband committed suicide in 1856, I glean from it that he had possibly been involved in union organizing, and was being banned from other Clydebank factories, and it was publicized enough to find him.<br />
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but I have wondered about her - 36 years old in 1856 and 8 children later and a husband who committed a very public suicide in front of his co-workers...well I wasn't sure<br />
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I found her..in the 1861 Scotland Census married to a John Stoker (sp Stokes)<br />
The irony is I already have Stokes in my happy Cork family roots<br />
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But Margaret - well she must have been so resourceful<br />
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she became a MIDWIFE in BELFAST!<br />
I stumbled upon an article in 1869 that mentions her<br />
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and she is my first link with my health care career.<br />
so I thank her<br />
and she knows now I carry her with me.<br />
I carry part of her spirit as I also treat others...funny my affinity for treating pregnancy and fertility issues<br />
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and now, my 3x greatgrandmother, I can nearly hear you whisper as I work with others.<br />
I trust you are with me.<br />
I carry you<br />
I carry you in every cell<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-511197594349264942019-06-29T20:25:00.000-04:002019-06-29T20:25:07.688-04:00beenalacht - Bridget SextonI am so grateful that irishgenealogy recently expanded the coverage years for marriages in Ireland.<br />
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Research = CONFIRMED!<br />
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My second great grandmother was from Beenalacht (spelled many ways) - Beenaloucht, Beengalacht, Beenalaght. These small breakthroughs mean the world to amateur genealogists like myself, who wade through scribbled memories, parish registers, anything that can confirm family stories.<br />
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There have been many standing stone circles connected with my ancestors, and Bridget now continues that tradition...<br />
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from https://www.megalithic.co.uk/article.php?sid=1768<br />
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I have struggled nearly every step of the way with my paternal side. Am thankful to have the further assistance of DNA matches, as most of this would have been impossible for me to do before.<br />
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WHY?<br />
My father did not even know the first names of his grandparents.<br />
My father did not even know his mother's birthday (it's the same day as my eldest son's!_<br />
My father did not even know that his mother was born in Scotland, not Ireland, blocks away from where he himself was born.<br />
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I am reconstructing those broken ancestral walls, the ones in ruins, with windows to our shared past. I feel my ancestors come alive as I learn their names.<br />
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My latest find is the name SEATON - meaning - from the farm by the sea...the name whispers its romantic spirit, its connection to land and sea - a connection I am seeking. It intrigues me that several members of this family worked on the sea, or worked on the farm. I don't know where this name fits in yet, I just know it is one of mine. That is enough for now. To sit with this name, knowing that documents may fail me, but the promise of finding that connection drives me forward.<br />
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This will not be the first time I will write this, with the heavy feeling of tears pooling in my eyes...<br />
I wish my father was still alive for this, so I could quietly whisper these names, and hold his hand, even as he slipped away.<br />
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The details I know:<br />
SEATON possibilities:<br />
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Alexander Seaton, father of John Seaton who left county Tyrone in 1729 for Stafford Virginia. Could Alexander be my ancestor?<br />
- Alexander would have been born in the mid-late 1600s, originally from Lethanty Scotland, and moved to Londonderry. Could this connect with the Douglas line?<br />
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George Seaton - Scotland<br />
- immigrated to Virginia colony. Son James born c1690 in Stafford, his son was Captain James<br />
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DNA finds -- I have found tree matches for the following Stafford Virginia Seatons in SEVERAL trees:<br />
James - 1723 Stafford Virginia - 7 Jun 1779 Carmichaels Greene PA<br />
John Dishman - 16 Jul 1736 St Pauls Stafford Virginia - 24 Oct 1803 Farquier VA<br />
William - 4 Oct 1743 St Pauls Stafford Virginia - 8 May 1782 Farquier VA<br />
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possible additional locations:<br />
Dranity, Tyrone<br />
Londonderry<br />
Lethanty, Scotland <br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-65296729187303815212019-04-26T21:38:00.000-04:002019-04-26T21:44:16.096-04:00My 3 times great grandfather - Dougall McFarlane<br />
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Dougall (Dugal/Dugald/Dougal/Dougald) McFarlane (1815-1856)<br />
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born in Dunning, Perthshire Scotland<br />
died along the banks of the Clyde in Glasgow<br />
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I always felt a sadness that resided in the anger my father often directed at me. In the year before he died, he expressed deep regret for this. I had long forgiven him as I knew this was key to living my best life.<br />
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Part of my genealogical search has been to understand where this sadness stems from, and ancestrally, I see my 3rd great grandfather as tied to this.<br />
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Dougall McFarlane was born to Elisabeth Garvie and Dougall McFarlane in 1815. The norm was to have a child baptized soon after birth, but in Dougall's case, there was a 5 month delay. As I struggled to decipher the scrawled details of his baptismal record, it did become clear...<br />
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IN FORNICATION<br />
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Dougall was born outside of a marriage union. IN FORNICATION - a mark he could carry with him until his sad end.<br />
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Dougall married Margaret Christie in Perth, Perthshire in January of 1837, and according to his marriage bann, he was an apprentice baker at the time. He must have abandoned this for the security of manual labour, and was a saw sharpener by the 1841 census, and until he died.<br />
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DEATH BY SUICIDE - DROWNING<br />
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The official record. A kind armchair genealogist across the ocean sent me an article he had found. My Dougall had leapt to his death in front of horrified co-workers in October of 1856. He left behind several children and his wife, who'd all be left to their own devices to survive. The article mentioned a court case which has so far been left in the faded days of history. Sadness. Anger. But overwhelming sadness.<br />
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I speak and write his name to help clear these particular ties. I cried when I found out the truth of his sad and desperate death. For a man unafraid of hard labour, whatever he was dealing with must have been monumentally crushing.<br />
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I think of him often, and then I think of my father, and the imprint our ancestral past manifesting in future generations - tucked deep in the DNA, brought back when my father's childhood essentially ended - Glasgow, not far from the banks of the Clyde, during World War 2 - in the sounds of night bombings and shattered glass...the breaking of wedding gifts my grandmother had proudly displayed in her dining area...shattered as they ran for their lives and tucked themselves into the bomb shelter my grandfather had built with the help of the neighbours in their back garden. Sadness that resides in anger when one hasn't the tools, nor the history, to express it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-55945787896557607822019-04-26T20:59:00.002-04:002019-04-26T21:15:55.905-04:002019I've started and abandoned several blogs over the years, and was ready to start a new one, but am back to my original.
I began this blog in 2005 - before I had children, several houses ago, 1000s of experiences ago. I came to realize I just want to document the things that are important to me, that I don't want to forget (and as my brain ages, and easy place to find what I am looking for.<br />
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So moving forward, am going to evolve the blog, rather than start something completely new. There may be an overlap with my professional work as a registered massage therapist and acupuncturist, and now also as a certified herbalist. I still love to travel, and cook, and live gently. Last year, my passion for genealogy was fully lit, ignited, unstoppable.<br />
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Parts of this blog will house my genealogical finds and frustrations. Honouring my ancestors. I realize the whole theme broadly speaks to connection, and part of this process is connecting to the past as well.
It feels good to write again, to be past all of the examinations and just type it all out.
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-39207174511954150442014-11-22T15:38:00.001-05:002014-11-22T15:38:04.534-05:00i do plan on reviving this blog - just rethinking how I want to do it. I have been studying traditional Chinese medicine with eyes on becoming a registered acupuncture. So, since so much of this blog has been meal planning and travel in the past, I am going to continue with the food blogging, but using what I am learning in TCM to add a new dimension to it.
My current class assignment has me completing a week's meal plan for Spleen Qi Deficiency.
Foods that are warmer, with some sweet and spice (pungent). Carbs/veggies/and a bit of protein.
Will post more as I complete it.
Today it is teriyaki meatballs with rice
squash soup and garlic rye bread
oatmeal
baked pear slices in cinnamon
and popcorn
these are some of the foods I am looking at having for the week...
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/></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-69546949219522715072012-09-03T16:30:00.000-04:002012-09-03T16:30:13.981-04:00cupcakesno pics except on the original page - i made these cupcakes gluten free (with rice flour)<br />
other than that, stuck to the recipe for the cupcakes and did an interpretation of the frosting.<br />
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so the peanut butter and chocolate cupcake recipe is <a href="http://annies-eats.com/2009/11/06/chocolate-peanut-butter-cupcakes/">HERE</a><br />
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and for the frosting i used instant vanilla pudding<br />
1/2c cream cheese<br />
1/3 cup icing sugar<br />
1c frozen whipped topping (cool whip or others)<br />
1c light cream<br />
whipped up with the electric mixer<br />
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yum<br />
and a nice treat for labour day<br />
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-55725162826106956302012-09-02T22:55:00.001-04:002012-09-02T22:55:38.357-04:00backyard picnicit's been a while<br />
a year of pain - inspired by an injury at work, has led me to neglect this blog<br />
time to turn that around<br />
and so simply<br />
the backyard picnic we had<br />
<br />
a plate of charcuterie<br />
- triple creme brie<br />
- brie heated in the oven with olive oil and garlic<br />
- olives and deli meat from lucianos<br />
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- main course was tomatoes from the garden<br />
and steak marinated and then on the bbq<br />
with a side of pico de gallo - made from ingredients in the garden (except for the splash of lime juice<br />
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fabulous and simple - the boys asked if we can have backyard picnics all the time...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">juice for the boys - something fruity and more potent for their parents</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">2yr old cuts the cheese...backwards knife hold</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">steak, pico de gallo and cheese</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">simple charcuterie - yum!</td></tr>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-57734972348303468202011-09-09T13:15:00.001-04:002011-09-10T01:00:04.412-04:00little boy, big day<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigJW4984aVkk5k6pInI0wekwqJjoZC4gnKZS8fWAEei9FmbTB0cqGNTnlnCKYmwDmcZZHqKsz1OFQizSS0Y5yc5ywF8YrV1hCowmiMRmXKlrm9fA9UwlzpzbnuEbgjdldrpBt9/s1600/P1018530.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigJW4984aVkk5k6pInI0wekwqJjoZC4gnKZS8fWAEei9FmbTB0cqGNTnlnCKYmwDmcZZHqKsz1OFQizSS0Y5yc5ywF8YrV1hCowmiMRmXKlrm9fA9UwlzpzbnuEbgjdldrpBt9/s400/P1018530.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">and so a new day begins</div><div style="text-align: center;">just a simple, beautiful september afternoon</div><div style="text-align: center;">with me and my boys </div><div style="text-align: center;">out for a walk</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">change is here</div><div style="text-align: center;">apparently i wasn't ready for it</div><div style="text-align: center;">my eyes stinging from the flood of tears</div><div style="text-align: center;">that raged out</div><div style="text-align: center;">left my eyes a bright aqua colour</div><div style="text-align: center;">highlighted by once-white, now red surroundings</div><div style="text-align: center;">damn betrayal of tears</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">and callum</div><div style="text-align: center;">strong and brave and 4</div><div style="text-align: center;">anxiously clutching his hands</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirJFSIXZZ_Q2QbCGjdRxcgjLno9fdSVYvf9dAmT1Lh9ZIGQATdr3wAQJqLMJ86gNb53umB0zde8_MGcAHemTGueYXMQ1dWYs7P1WCi51nxFg2-SSIg3Fvo3ao2aS_erfUIe_jU/s1600/P1018521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirJFSIXZZ_Q2QbCGjdRxcgjLno9fdSVYvf9dAmT1Lh9ZIGQATdr3wAQJqLMJ86gNb53umB0zde8_MGcAHemTGueYXMQ1dWYs7P1WCi51nxFg2-SSIg3Fvo3ao2aS_erfUIe_jU/s400/P1018521.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtHH8g34AjZx2NEwqMbB2fBC1w-yyGH5NFjE1hun0fHNqSopw-uDREUn0HbEQx9EnCwi9g0gZgpoeR7HuYPT1JzGDwHcMDTBOyElL-sKohcS1vxMCWMV6AmZpiQhQC2aV3kP0X/s1600/P1018523.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtHH8g34AjZx2NEwqMbB2fBC1w-yyGH5NFjE1hun0fHNqSopw-uDREUn0HbEQx9EnCwi9g0gZgpoeR7HuYPT1JzGDwHcMDTBOyElL-sKohcS1vxMCWMV6AmZpiQhQC2aV3kP0X/s400/P1018523.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">on a warm and sunny almost-fall afternoon</div><div style="text-align: center;">---are you cold?</div><div style="text-align: center;">"i'm okay, mommy"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">and he sat</div><div style="text-align: center;">and assessed the situation</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilBCOE0c35l311j6gRTXEUwJ2Ox1ss9ni67ZiXWiKUFKTOFk-lEfQOoTZDV9sbJoSr-UU5omvgVkcazpj1iW3OetY_hhD-RmGTsysAolMRQ4RMKbjTWWIovnHytSKnlf0x1p9c/s1600/P1018532.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilBCOE0c35l311j6gRTXEUwJ2Ox1ss9ni67ZiXWiKUFKTOFk-lEfQOoTZDV9sbJoSr-UU5omvgVkcazpj1iW3OetY_hhD-RmGTsysAolMRQ4RMKbjTWWIovnHytSKnlf0x1p9c/s400/P1018532.jpg" width="274" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinUSU6ExBjaO1wdZeYrZPuXi-0X2_spSLvbiZ8wgY-K0HfU2ftCRNGqSQlJUx4R3s3T5t8NkA24UY9oIDpnkRRExPn1WjMtPqWMPCjHQS3gy2uIg1ep41UPhOgN8yLJV3FVvlD/s1600/P1018533.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="290" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinUSU6ExBjaO1wdZeYrZPuXi-0X2_spSLvbiZ8wgY-K0HfU2ftCRNGqSQlJUx4R3s3T5t8NkA24UY9oIDpnkRRExPn1WjMtPqWMPCjHQS3gy2uIg1ep41UPhOgN8yLJV3FVvlD/s400/P1018533.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUUa_ZXRVA-6bL7jMgisTLPvGhYcUfGdAPYHtLaXA1TcZ1KX_nPDV8pBz6lQQbhq0c4NnTxlZ_AI0Vsk0xxrUYkdLsIhQZEqm5V-Ng-rvmrDM0lyqtSULCJpaN7rZ4K52BFQrd/s1600/P1018534.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUUa_ZXRVA-6bL7jMgisTLPvGhYcUfGdAPYHtLaXA1TcZ1KX_nPDV8pBz6lQQbhq0c4NnTxlZ_AI0Vsk0xxrUYkdLsIhQZEqm5V-Ng-rvmrDM0lyqtSULCJpaN7rZ4K52BFQrd/s400/P1018534.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">and every so often would smile back a nervous smile</div><div style="text-align: center;">my way</div><div style="text-align: center;">at the fence that separated the parents from the kindergarteners</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">i fought off the emotion</div><div style="text-align: center;">i didn't know it would all bubble up</div><div style="text-align: center;">strong</div><div style="text-align: center;">yes</div><div style="text-align: center;">take pictures</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU6FfgGts8GdSmqPih1xmd1yGPsolOe1Q4GqdLZV9dK-skAF1K0Yy2A4WN6xCjtQR-mp9-X3agnATikz7DuhHkj2aLREGdaFiv5CveHDaWGDpySNj8wDZ3POeoCV6r1j9M3FIc/s1600/P1018539.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU6FfgGts8GdSmqPih1xmd1yGPsolOe1Q4GqdLZV9dK-skAF1K0Yy2A4WN6xCjtQR-mp9-X3agnATikz7DuhHkj2aLREGdaFiv5CveHDaWGDpySNj8wDZ3POeoCV6r1j9M3FIc/s400/P1018539.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">keep it together</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjykyhN12d_A_59LNagFINBJ9anWVyQU_P6hMqg2kUg9L5h8VwWCIZ9f50sPHKp3R2AOUkwle4av7Q2bsGwGeSNAeSYj08KSEs3M4U5kLBSw23xAq7uewL0D2pYMN5Y6VRqzrl8/s1600/P1018524.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="323" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjykyhN12d_A_59LNagFINBJ9anWVyQU_P6hMqg2kUg9L5h8VwWCIZ9f50sPHKp3R2AOUkwle4av7Q2bsGwGeSNAeSYj08KSEs3M4U5kLBSw23xAq7uewL0D2pYMN5Y6VRqzrl8/s400/P1018524.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">sing a song with everett</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">and that worked until they filed neatly in a line</div><div style="text-align: center;">sang the song with mme robin</div><div style="text-align: center;">and left us at the other side of the fence </div><div style="text-align: center;">as he walked into something new</div><div style="text-align: center;">but older</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_EckKErTvOSIcy1HX5AxP1FyM3uLAUfj89N18moMvfEHcgOyDSTKduayEyS9kXHY64YQnGAMz-RDYkMo4R_jhxWeh9WoqJfON27W4ODAm4tf8-xz_Sr8xCn0kygtNc-IcT8nL/s1600/P1018536.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_EckKErTvOSIcy1HX5AxP1FyM3uLAUfj89N18moMvfEHcgOyDSTKduayEyS9kXHY64YQnGAMz-RDYkMo4R_jhxWeh9WoqJfON27W4ODAm4tf8-xz_Sr8xCn0kygtNc-IcT8nL/s400/P1018536.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhof_ucurhpxpAK-jyWnRQGvNPvkQQ41HCXmbzCsvNuOZct2AZbKDQUnuY8lPhPfwSEFyRP11b32PFEvSogJyPOVfB30eMk8mITC39bBGsgCKhWSxzP7vX9HnaVGSvHFhgjiakk/s1600/P1018537.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhof_ucurhpxpAK-jyWnRQGvNPvkQQ41HCXmbzCsvNuOZct2AZbKDQUnuY8lPhPfwSEFyRP11b32PFEvSogJyPOVfB30eMk8mITC39bBGsgCKhWSxzP7vX9HnaVGSvHFhgjiakk/s400/P1018537.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGDbQOt4DuBR-i8Yyr3x1e9e2APhhoeB9ayWJvd2xEth1jRWZXeB3yu9rPpKbeT_a0Oy_Z-oYF3RbVj2GAsIDr2Gv6bi8qRIpLhZskprZX5IINvaLB3AXOcp4apLTaS1V4Ok2t/s1600/P1018538.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="286" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGDbQOt4DuBR-i8Yyr3x1e9e2APhhoeB9ayWJvd2xEth1jRWZXeB3yu9rPpKbeT_a0Oy_Z-oYF3RbVj2GAsIDr2Gv6bi8qRIpLhZskprZX5IINvaLB3AXOcp4apLTaS1V4Ok2t/s400/P1018538.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">and then i was done</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-38658391876676132822011-06-17T11:27:00.000-04:002011-06-17T11:27:15.839-04:0030 day photography challengei like a good challenge, and one that makes me think of reframing ordinary, every day moments...even better<br />
<br />
so, a group of mamas that i discuss every possible aspect of life with, well one of them posted a 30 day photography challenge - and i have joined in. so posting the pics in a few installments as 30 posts might be a little overwhelming - but a week's worth is all good.<br />
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this is the challenge - <a href="http://whitepeachphoto.com/2011/05/25/photography_challenge/">http://whitepeachphoto.com/2011/05/25/photography_challenge/</a><br />
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days 1 - 7<br />
<br />
-- first the pics, then my awkward attempts to explain the why behind the pics...<br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFk6QEAyatwi4dTwnm_Wehc0RD2-EQEdJ4rYrIJD3wTubhR0XHuz_A1SPQ9PBUYn1DOjCpFarbSSanP_xQWQfw4_TqWWNAXfAjrv1D24uQbxu0DqcU0JQbbE63F4rlwMfJA3iA/s1600/P1017291.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFk6QEAyatwi4dTwnm_Wehc0RD2-EQEdJ4rYrIJD3wTubhR0XHuz_A1SPQ9PBUYn1DOjCpFarbSSanP_xQWQfw4_TqWWNAXfAjrv1D24uQbxu0DqcU0JQbbE63F4rlwMfJA3iA/s320/P1017291.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">self portrait</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH-D0RYe7jSbZighg9wP2FgOD_0qfw8PXjqpVfe0njK8ydiMn-mYMy8rwwNZDr-J-HszHeRl2jnYMnBjJMsiJ4y7cn6Nf20Sm3IdmkhGpMfp1D2aQfbXsmhoRFxeQase5YvbqK/s1600/DSCF2109-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH-D0RYe7jSbZighg9wP2FgOD_0qfw8PXjqpVfe0njK8ydiMn-mYMy8rwwNZDr-J-HszHeRl2jnYMnBjJMsiJ4y7cn6Nf20Sm3IdmkhGpMfp1D2aQfbXsmhoRFxeQase5YvbqK/s320/DSCF2109-2.jpg" width="181" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">what you wore today</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">clouds</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">something green</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">from a low angle</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBpQOKqXAgQZyLzqJPfMk8V-VGBZSgmGokwn3OiQ7Q-3imjZtHgOgr2V57Ml2MI3V1_pM4i5K_NZUbY2NOeG6Dd4CBJqdQwP6hx4NiNF7VzlZs76Zq-AIUz_I33xu85aH5XvDA/s1600/P1017316.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="237" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBpQOKqXAgQZyLzqJPfMk8V-VGBZSgmGokwn3OiQ7Q-3imjZtHgOgr2V57Ml2MI3V1_pM4i5K_NZUbY2NOeG6Dd4CBJqdQwP6hx4NiNF7VzlZs76Zq-AIUz_I33xu85aH5XvDA/s320/P1017316.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">from a high angle</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiSm3q8wI0xEoFXrYh4XoW0ir7yhsVh92BCNv21nusKnHpSVDJ-fChOkCCkxuddhUqB4TmDNNc5UMYCEYK889tDKyZnbRDZ-qdbatr7MDnpwY_gtMdz14-RlVgd6YP5K1OHNYZ/s1600/DSCF2160-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiSm3q8wI0xEoFXrYh4XoW0ir7yhsVh92BCNv21nusKnHpSVDJ-fChOkCCkxuddhUqB4TmDNNc5UMYCEYK889tDKyZnbRDZ-qdbatr7MDnpwY_gtMdz14-RlVgd6YP5K1OHNYZ/s320/DSCF2160-2.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">fruit</td></tr>
</tbody></table>why...<br />
self portrait<br />
<br />
- i work with my hands - so part of my self portrait<br />
a bit cheesy as i hate being in photos<br />
<br />
what i wore today<br />
<br />
- was at the spa - the hydrotherapy pools so not much<br />
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day 3 - clouds <br />
<br />
- got it at 815am before the clouds starting burning off - it's very sunny now, but had to decrease the contrast on this, but no other editing really needed<br />
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day 4<br />
something green<br />
<br />
- maybe not exactly what was intended, but early morning in the yard...<br />
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day 5 - from a high angle<br />
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(callum's legs dangling off our 2nd floor deck<br />
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day 6 - from a low angle<br />
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day 7 - fruit<br />
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- i bought mangoes and asian pears at one of the grocery stores about 30m away from our house here in chinatown. used my cheap p+s as i don't find fruit exciting enough to shoot manuallyUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-63173830619955550922011-06-09T22:41:00.000-04:002011-06-09T22:41:10.546-04:00i thank, and am thankful for, my friendsi had been feeling a bit like a solo act<br />
on the outside<br />
fringes of friendships<br />
<br />
and then you all came here<br />
and brought life and love into the spaces of my life here that can't be filled by husbands and children<br />
unoccupied spaces <br />
i've felt so far away<br />
and that has changed<br />
<br />
i am grateful for growing older<br />
for knowing the value of these long friendships<br />
not wrinkled by time<br />
but fresh and alive and joyful<br />
and each stage in this life and the moments i've shared with all of you<br />
are so rich<br />
and i thank you friends<br />
<br />
i walk by these places we've now shared<br />
and these places that were distant and far and hours away<br />
and you've filled them up<br />
i walk by ben ben<br />
and i smile<br />
the rejected fortune<br />
a second more fitting one<br />
the lone egg roll<br />
and now you are all on my walk home from work<br />
<br />
i can sit down on my beaten, child-worn couch and stretch out with a glass of wine<br />
and remember how our talks brought the sunrise<br />
a night of chat, wine and bringing in a new day together<br />
i can't remember the last time i chose to stay up all night and greet the dawn with a red-wine-stained smile<br />
<br />
all these simple, valuable moments - too many to put into words but tucked gently into memory<br />
i thank you<br />
i am thankful<br />
and you have given me more home<br />
by being here to share it :)<br />
<br />
i love my 40yr old friends.<br />
and this is my love letter to cherishing long friendships that continue to evolve and grow with truly amazing, strong, and fantastically beautiful womenUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-22016355898154376152011-05-29T23:51:00.000-04:002011-05-29T23:51:55.002-04:00i thank these hands<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-CA1Igq8Goi4Q5FM_r9Rcaf85WeaoTAc1dxKeIveT4ka8mgcQemZE14vVWkfhTUXlr0ewkeJhFt3Ys1ilSgfnp3s9A5rEC7SZv78gkdmOEPFq2MacIlXEjdxWy88vmcWZ0HZj/s1600/P1017185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-CA1Igq8Goi4Q5FM_r9Rcaf85WeaoTAc1dxKeIveT4ka8mgcQemZE14vVWkfhTUXlr0ewkeJhFt3Ys1ilSgfnp3s9A5rEC7SZv78gkdmOEPFq2MacIlXEjdxWy88vmcWZ0HZj/s320/P1017185.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /></a></div>i used to curse them...<br />
the stubby fingers, deeply lined palms, thick knuckles<br />
i thought they were ugly<br />
these hands<br />
silly with rings adorning the fat fingers<br />
unfeminine, boyish, child-like, tiny<br />
<br />
and then<br />
i fell in love with my hands<br />
small but strong<br />
forceful and gentle<br />
feeling<br />
<br />
i can hover over skin and fascia and muscles and feel them<br />
even before i move deeper<br />
my little investigator hands that feel heat and energy and break adhesions and provide relief and facilitate healing<br />
i realized - realize every day - with gratitude<br />
how blessed i am to have these small, strong, stubby hands<br />
where energy and strength travel over a short distance in the briefest amount of time<br />
and feel<br />
feel it all<br />
and i am amazed, blessed, thankful<br />
these hands i thought ugly<br />
are unexpected gifts<br />
<br />
useful<br />
communicate, clean, move<br />
<br />
loving<br />
touch, embrace<br />
<br />
healing<br />
<br />
strong<br />
and i thank my hands<br />
after every treatment i draw them together and feel their sympathetic and wise energy<br />
and i am grateful that they provide<br />
they know<br />
have purpose<br />
i thank them for guiding me <br />
for making good intentions real<br />
facilitating health<br />
restoring<br />
blessed<br />
<br />
and now<br />
my chubby little hands are beautiful<br />
their range humbles me<br />
i am thankful<br />
and i remember to thank them<br />
for providing me with my life's work<br />
two small strong stubby hands at a timeUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-72726344523399724502011-05-25T09:02:00.000-04:002011-05-25T09:02:18.538-04:00leftovers casserole - chicken<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIlv3bXG5MIRaF5fbsNRuQzoC8GPQtjEj6biKGcdaNSTAhiMaw9ltsn3eNci-dbecXCmvqZNkgxk62VnUBSQVETW-JVDSaRAcc6eOgU5vRBHj7SAWYXAYBVHbCv7biymoXS_gV/s1600/P1016176.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="293" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIlv3bXG5MIRaF5fbsNRuQzoC8GPQtjEj6biKGcdaNSTAhiMaw9ltsn3eNci-dbecXCmvqZNkgxk62VnUBSQVETW-JVDSaRAcc6eOgU5vRBHj7SAWYXAYBVHbCv7biymoXS_gV/s400/P1016176.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /></a><br />
it was a bit of a bbq kind of week and as often occurs, we bbq more than we can physically eat.<br />
ah leftovers<br />
once bbq-ed chicken just isn't the same re-heated which means time for a re-invent (a lot of hyphens going on around here)<br />
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my kitchen is often not supplied with all the ideal ingredients to make a gourmet remake of leftovers. so this is another make-do-with-what's-in-stock...<br />
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2 leftover cooked chicken breasts pulled into small pieces<br />
2 sweet potatoes sliced<br />
1 can tomato soup (condensed)<br />
1 tsp minced garlic<br />
1 tsp mexican chili spice<br />
1 medium sized cooking onion chopped<br />
1/2 packet taco mix<br />
cheese if you please on top (i just added a bit at the end, after cooking)<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>the boys both ate this. so did dh and me. pretty simple flavours but good simple flavours - and moister than a reheated chicken breast would have been<br />
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back with one less job (i quit), and no additional free time (upped the hours in the work i LOVE)<br />
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so...on those days when i have no time to conjure up a feast for myself, i try to improve something in an instant.<br />
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in the case of instant soups, i buy them in chinatown. i buy rice noodle versions, and a bit of chili paste, and whatever leftover meat to make it into a pho-style soup (i try to have bean sprouts on hand, but didn't this time.<br />
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so for this version, i had a chicken/rice noodle instant soup, added 1/2tsp of red chili paste and 1/2 leftover chicken breast from the bbq, sliced thinly. prepped the soup (boiled water...tough, eh?!), added chicken slices and done<br />
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tasty, easy and pho-likeUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-46073502138877621952011-03-22T23:28:00.000-04:002011-03-22T23:28:36.332-04:00it's turning into a ground chicken kind of week...shopping the specials and eating the specials.<br />
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so - extra lean ground chicken was on special last week and i stocked up...over 10lbs worth. i don't have a deep freezer, the packages with their ground contents needed to meet other ingredients.<br />
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so far this week i have made:<br />
<ul><li>my <a href="http://starmora.blogspot.com/2010/09/slow-cooker-chili.html">chili</a>, but replaced ground beef with ground chicken</li>
<li>my <a href="http://starmora.blogspot.com/2010/06/simple-pad-thai.html">pad thai</a> and replaced SHRIMP with ground chicken - this turned out...really well - am still kind of surprised. i did add 2 extra tbsp of fish sauce and i had run out of peanut pieces so smashed up some unsalted cashews instead (delish!)</li>
<li>my <a href="http://starmora.blogspot.com/2010/11/almost-shepherds-pie.html">pseudo-shepherds pie</a></li>
</ul>3 for 3 - a good week and a heckuva lot of protein to usher in spring.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-63366667450730477232011-03-09T16:25:00.000-05:002011-03-09T16:25:46.267-05:00irish person of the year - write upthis is the short, abbreviated version of the many things that led to my mom being awarded the irish person of the year (click on the pages below to make them bigger)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">last days in pvr</td></tr>
</tbody></table>we recently returned from a fabulous 2 weeks in puerto vallarta - so this week was mexican-inspired. with snow falling outside, couldn't seem farther away...<br />
breakfast <br />
yoghurt<br />
fruit<br />
<a href="http://starmora.blogspot.com/2011/02/banana-muffins-gluten-free.html">banana muffins</a><br />
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snacks<br />
rice cake nachos - just rice cakes topped with salsa, and a bit of cheese<br />
<a href="http://starmora.blogspot.com/2010/09/pico-de-gallo-fresh-tomatoonioncilantro.html">pico de gallo</a><br />
<a href="http://starmora.blogspot.com/2011/02/black-bean-dip.html">black bean dip</a><br />
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meals<br />
- red peppers stuffed with <a href="http://starmora.blogspot.com/2010/09/slow-cooker-chili.html">chili and rice</a> - pre cooked the peppers at 350 for 15 min to soften them up then stuffed with chili and rice and topped with a bit of cheese<br />
- fish and salad - simple - pan fried haddock in garlic and chicken broth<br />
- arepas with <a href="http://starmora.blogspot.com/2011/02/arepas-with-shrimp-and-beans.html">shrimp and beans</a> - used masa harina to make the arepas<br />
- rice and bean casserole - there was enough of the leftover shrimp and bean mix to make into a casserole with 2 cups of cooked rice<br />
- <a href="http://starmora.blogspot.com/2010/09/mexican-rice-morphed-into-something.html">mexican rice</a> with fish (subbed fish for shrimp/chorizo)<br />
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i share my weekly meal plans at orgjunkie.com - you can find hundreds of meal plans on menu planning mondays there...helped me get back into meal planning.<br />
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then for the topping<br />
1 can white kidney beans drained, rinsed and pureed<br />
1 c salad shrimp (just a bit over - 280g - 9oz<br />
1 can tomato sauce<br />
1 tbsp each of minced garlic, cumin and mexican chili spice<br />
2tbsp taco seasoning mix<br />
.5c water<br />
.5c cilantro loose leaf<br />
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- just put all of the ingredients in the wok and blended and heated over medium heat until ready. <br />
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this was tasty and easy. we liked it enough to use the leftovers in a quick casserole ( basically just added rice and a bit of cheese, and a few quesadillas for the boys.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18790408.post-18657566403367992092011-02-23T16:16:00.001-05:002011-02-23T16:16:00.180-05:00banana muffins - gluten free<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">should have taken another picture - lol</td></tr>
</tbody></table>gluten free and more on the muffin side...<br />
1c fat free sour cream<br />
3 mashed bananas<br />
2 eggs<br />
3/4c demerara sugar<br />
dash of cinnamon<br />
2 tbsp unsweetened cocoa<br />
1.5tsp baking soda<br />
1/4c butter melted<br />
4c flour (sorghum/rice flour mix<br />
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bake at 325 - 20 to 30min depending on your oven<br />
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these are decent but not overly sweet - another 1/4c sugar and banana would have made these much sweeter, but i like them a little less sweet especially since i have an almost 4yr old and 17mth old munching on these as wellUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0