Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.


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Katie here

Hello everybody!

Hello everybody!

Hey you guys!  I bet you’ve been missing ME.  ME ME ME ME ME ME…oh wait. I get carried away sometimes but you know it’s all about me.  My Mama has been soooooo busy that I hardly ever see her.  And when she comes home from work she’s usually too tired to play.  But I make her play anyway.  She can’t ignore me….not me!  I don’t give up either.  I have an endless supply of toys to drop at her feet.  And while she’s at work I practice the BIG EYES and sharp whine so that I can make her crazy when she finally shows up.

Guess what?  It works!  And for the small fee of a few dog biscuits I can teach all of you doggies the skill set.  Oh wait.  You say you already  have that down?  Well!  Doggies rule!

So anyway….Mama and I are going to do a big dog show this weekend.  On Sunday we’re going to try to get our Advanced Rally title!  Mama says she’s stressed again.  Sigh.  I don’t know why she gets like this.  It’s just another day to spend watching people and doggies do stuff.  I like to go to these, and when we’re in the ring I watch my Mama very carefully.  If she can just read all those crazy signs correctly I promise to do what she asks.  So it’s all up to her.

Me?  I’m just having a good time with my Dad while my Mama is at work.  And I’ve been dreaming about Mama and me going camping next spring.  It’s almost spring, right?  Well it should be.  After all I’m the princess…and I decree it’s almost spring!

Cause it’s all about me.  Yes it is.


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Food blogging

Karma challenged us to photograph our meals for a week.  You’d think that would be easy, but it turned out to be quite the challenge.  Who remembers to photo dinner before shoveling it in after a day at work?  So I have, over the course of two weeks, taken photos of some of my more favorite meals.  And, because I had a huge family meal right in the middle of the two weeks, you’ll get to see some food that only shows itself once a year.  Enjoy!

At the beginning of the challenge we had just cooked a ham, and I was looking for something to do with the leftovers.  My cousin suggested escaloped potatoes and they turned out wonderful!  I didn’t get a photo of the finished product, but I did them in the crock pot and they were spectacular.

The wine didn't go into the potatoes...but it was good.

The wine didn’t go into the potatoes…but it was good.

Then later that week I did crock pot stew.  See a theme here?

Good on a cold night after a long day.

Good on a cold night after a long day.

Then it was time to get ready for the big dinner.  Two of my favorite things to make are do ahead mashed potatoes….

Yukon gold, cream cheese & sour cream.

Yukon gold, cream cheese & sour cream.

…and orange cranberry sweet potatoes that can also be done the day before.  Both just get heated up the day of the meal, leaving you less stressed and more available to your guests.

You've got to try this one.  Easy and amazing.

You’ve got to try this one. Easy and amazing.

But the star of our big meal was the rib roast.

Yummy!

Yummy!

We had a wonderful time, and ate leftovers for a couple of days.

No we don't eat like this every day!

No we don’t eat like this every day!

After that we settled down to more normal meals.  I forgot to take pictures of the night we ate hamburgers….or the night we went out to eat at a local eatery and I had chicken with dried Michigan cherries.  Or the night we wolfed down a frozen pizza.  After I heated it up.

I did remember to document the night we had scrambled eggs…which I thought would be boring, so I added sauteed onions, leftover ham, and cheese.  Filling and quick.

Who says eggs are only for breakfast?

Who says eggs are only for breakfast?

And Saturday night we had marinated chicken (you can buy it already marinated or marinate it yourself in Italian dressing for an hour or so), more onions (you can never go wrong with onions!), stuffing bought already prepared from the grocery store (Bob Evans) and peas.  Pretty darn good and fast.

No leftovers.

No leftovers.

So there you go….a week or so of meals.  Oh.  What did we have for desert?  Well.  We definitely didn’t take time to photograph that before we ate it.  But it involved chocolate.

Thanks Karma, for making me think more about what we eat.  AND for picking a perfect couple of weeks when I was really cooking.  Versus any other two week period of the year when you’d see a lot more of this.

Healthy and fast.  Perfect.

Healthy and fast. Perfect.

If anyone wants to recipes to any of this let me know.  It’s all easy.  Trust me on that.

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Dancing to the Danzon

Tuesday night was our first band practice since our Christmas concert mid-December.  Though it was nice to have the time off, we were all eager to get back to playing again.  We are getting ready for a community band festival held at the end of February.  This of course makes us more nervous because the audience will be filled with our peers – other community bands, people that know music and will be listening with more critical ears than our family and friends.  So we want to have our stuff together.   We have six weeks.

On of the pieces we will be playing is “Danzon #2” by Marquez.  I had never heard it before, but our director sent an email out during the break letting us know, and telling us that we should go find it online and listen.  You can hear it here.  It’s almost 10 minutes long but worth the listen/watch.  This particular version is done by an orchestra, but we’ll be doing a version for a concert band.  I followed along in my music and our version is almost exactly like this one, with a few minor orchestration differences.

Tuesday night it took us 45 minutes to get from the beginning to the end of the piece.  We stopped and started a lot but some sections sounded pretty good even on the first attempt.   And there was a long duet between our first chair clarinet and an oboe player who just happens to be his 10th grade daughter.  They sounded so wonderful, the two of them together, that the rest of us, the entire band, forgot to keep counting and none of us came in after the 14 or so measures of their solo.  The director laughed and lowered her baton,  voicing what we were all thinking; what a wonderful opportunity for this father/daughter duo to play something so beautiful together.  To create something breathlessly beautiful with her Dad…it will be a memory she remembers forever.

That is the beauty of playing in a group like this.  There are several parent/teenager duos in the band and I think they all enjoy the experience of doing something like this together.  I know we enjoy having them with us.  We would not be the group we are without the support of many local musically talented kids.  They fill in our gaps, cover our mistakes and generally don’t treat us like the old farts we are.  Sometimes they remind us of how old we are just by their intense youthfulness.  But generally it’s just fun to have them around.

So, time to get back to the daily practicing.  Don’t want those young whippersnappers to outshine us more experienced players.  They get to play in their high school bands every day.  We have two hours a week.  But then we have less homework to do at night so it all balances out.

I hope.

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The miracle roast

We’ve got a big family gathering here tomorrow afternoon.  Husband’s extended family is heading over for a get together and lots of food is waiting, almost ready!  My biggest worry was that the rib roast I ordered turned out to be too small when I picked it up yesterday.  “Oh well,” I thought, “everyone will just have to eat a lot of other stuff.”   Still.  It bothered me.  Last time we did this we barely had enough meat and the roast was larger.

Today I made the salads and the do ahead mashed potatoes, the sweet potatoes and ambrosia.  During all the preparation I realized I was running out of dish washing liquid.  Really?  I have to go to the store for soap?  I planned this project so well specifically to avoid that last minute dash to the store.  I really didn’t need anything, except that darn dish washing soap – and something for husband and I to eat today.

So I went to the grocery store which sits right next to a Subway sub shop.  The plan was to pick up the soap and then run over to the sub store and pick up dinner for us tonight.  In the grocery store I grabbed a couple things, bananas, stuff to make chili for later in the week…and guess what I found at the meat counter?  ANOTHER rib roast just exactly the right size to add to the one I ordered!  Tomorrow we will have enough meat!  What were the odds that I’d run out of something which would make me go to the store when I didn’t really want to go out and that there would be one roast just the perfect size waiting for me.  I muscled my way in between two women who were considering hamburger or pork and scooped that roast up.

And I sang along with the radio all the way home.   Perfect.  Like it was meant to be.

Which I’m sure it was.

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Food photo challenge

Cooking 001 (Small)Karma’s blog has challenged us to photograph our meals for a week.  Or parts of our meals on some days.  Certainly not all our meals…I mean how interesting can cereal look.  Oh wait.  Pretty interesting actually.  But anyway, Karma is giving us until Jan 13 to put together a blog about the food we eat.   You might want to go over to her blog to read the real rules as the above was only a representation of the truth.

This turns out to be a good time for food photography, given I’ll have a few days off and I have the big family dinner next weekend, so there will be lots of food prep opportunities.  I wouldn’t want you to think we eat this well every week.  Most of the time my husband is reduced to foraging for food either from the back of the fridge or some local eatery.  And I bet there will still be a fair share of that between now and January 13.

Regardless, you MIGHT get to see a few of my favorite things to cook and/or bake.  You never know.  I’m hoping some or all of you will join in.   As we move on into January let’s share what we use as healthy or comfort (or both) food!

Yum.

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Can you kill virtual fish?

Husband and I have a large portion of his family coming here to this house next Sunday for dinner.  It’s the family Christmas thing that we do most years.  It’s just that this year we couldn’t find a weekend prior to Christmas when everyone with small kids could come…and that’s the point of it all..that the smallest cousins get to see each other and play together once in a long while.

So anyway.  I have a whole bunch of people coming here.  Next week.  For a meal.  I have stuff to do.  Lots of stuff and if I look around the house I see dust on everything and piles of books and papers and…just…stuff that needs to find permanent homes or the garbage.  Which means I should be up and doing v.s. sitting on sofa and surfing.  If you know what I mean.

But here I am over at a blog of a woman that does full time RVing which you all know is a secret (and not so secret) wish of mine.  And she has these little virtual fish over in her left sidebar.  Now I know that she’s currently not in her RV at all but visiting her kids for the holidays…so I thought I’d feed her fish.  And then I got worried that the green one never seemed to get any food, and the red one was more agressive and I started trying to make sure that the green one got some food and then I just put in a lot of food for everyone and THEN I started to worry if a person could kill a virtual goldfish by feeding it too much.

Which makes me the official master of housecleaning avoidance.

By a long shot.


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It finally happened

My husband and I went to see the movie “Lincoln” last weekend.  Which was, by the way, incredible.  I checked online before we left to find when and where it was playing and noted tickets were $8.  I guess not so much, but I remember when…..ah well.  I digress.

We stopped at a nearby restaurant and had dinner before the show.  We dawdled.  Talked.  But still we were an hour early for the movie.  So after we got our tickets and the requisite popcorn we sat in a couple chairs in the lobby and people watched.  I was just fiddling around with the tickets when I noticed this:

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERADo you see it?  Right in the middle of the ticket.  Under the date.  First I noticed the price…$6.50.  Hmmm…maybe we were getting a matinee price.  But it wasn’t afternoon.  Then I saw it.

SENIOR

Really?  REALLY!?  We hadn’t asked for a senior price.  The guy at the ticket counter just looked at us and made the decision to give us a break.  We must look old.  I tried not to feel indignant and held myself back from marching over there and demanding to pay more money.  I stared at the ticket for a bit more, than showed it to my husband.

“Cool,” he said.  Hmmmmm…he has a point.

But we are not old.  Not by a long shot.  No way.

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Your ‘one place’

I was wandering around in blog-land -you know how that goes – you check someone’s blog, and they talk about another blog and you go there, and then over there, and the next thing you know you’ve found something interesting that makes you stop and think.   That’s what happened tonight.  It was an old blog entry I ended up visiting; a guy writing about traveling to your ‘one place,’   a place you’ve never been but would like to see before you die.  Sort of a one bucket bucket list.

You all know how much I love to travel, how I yearn for travel when I’m trapped in my beige cubicle, how I believe I was born a nomad.  So this concept intrigues me.  He writes about putting together a plan to see your ‘one place’ and his plan makes sense to me…take it in small steps and you’re very likely to make your dream come true.

So.  Where would my ‘one place’ be?  I’m thinking about it.  Where in the whole world would I really like to visit, somewhere I’ve never been, somewhere I wouldn’t likely go unless I actively planned?  I’m struggling with this, which surprises me.  For someone who wants to go go go it seems odd that I can’t put my finger on my very own one place.

Where would your one place be?

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