It’s been a busy week around here, but I’ve been happily enjoying rain-free weather. Honestly, I never knew I’d get to the point in life where weather affected me so much. When I was a young girl in my twenties, I’d always roll my eyes when people talked about the weather. Ah….to be so young, with pain-free joints and no Seasonal Affective Disorder - when flopping in bed all day and failing to sleep at night seemed downright responsible. :)
Other than school work, errands, chores, hustling kids to actives and logging bath time, this week has been quiet.
Here are a few bits from the day-to-day:
I love drinking fresh celery juice for hydration. I started this practice because some doctor on Gwyneth Paltrow’s website suggested it, and there has to be something to it. When I drink this stuff, I do feel more hydrated. It’s like a little jolt of freshness.
This wine, at only around $16, was great. My husband liked it less than I did, but I like sort of spicy wine, and he’s more of a white drinker. If he chooses red, he likes a pinot. Anyway, this was light but spicy and peppery. I know. I’m so sophisticated in my descriptions. Try it, though. It’s a pleasant surprise. 7.5/10
I got this email on Wednesday around 2:00 in the afternoon from my son, who was at school. So many questions here. I didn’t go get him, and he had to go to soccer practice with the scent of ranch dressing wafting in his wake. #characterbuilding
In an attempt to address my acid reflux issues, I’m eating more greens. I have realized the key to eating more greens: chop them up. Seriously. I hate eating salads with big hunks of lettuce. It’s so demoralizing to have a string of green stuck to my chin or trying to shove a forkful of lettuce into my mouth when it’s too wide to be anything other than disgraceful. I chop up the arugula and spinach, and then I chop the veggies and meat, and then the whole thing fits nicely on my fork, and it tastes lovely. It’s helping the acid, too. I feel so healthy and light after a salad, which I value more and more these days.
I spent a small fortune on these high-end eggs and was pleasantly surprised by the color of those yolks. What the hell is going on with factory-farmed eggs, and why are the yolks so pale in comparison? Do I want to know the answer to that question?
That’s it for me for the week. Here are a few links from around the web I’ve been perusing:
I’m dying to try this chocolate mousse. I have one of Keller’s books, and every recipe has been excellent.
This article, The Baby, The Book and The Bathwater (The Paris Review) has me thinking. I definitely identify with the author and the anxiety of mothering in a culture of non-stop best practices related to child development, family life and motherhood in general. That said, based on what I’ve read in school so far, this attachment parenting style is pretty legit, and attachment to a mother (or primary care-giver) in the first few years is pretty foundational. Thoughts?
I’m all about oat flour these days, and I want to try this cake from Food 52. Maybe it’s the slight feel of fall in the air that has me wanting to bake?
This NYTs article explores the term: woman of a certain age. Interesting. I’ll obviously have to read this book from 1979 on the issue.
That’s it for me. I’m off to have my hair (of a certain age) colored and trimmed. I have homework to complete, an essay to finish and must attempt to figure out APA style for the final time. Lordy. Why can’t we all just go with MLA? It’s so much smoother and gentler.