Friday, April 30, 2010

It's Official . . .

We are HOMEOWNERS!!!

Documents have been signed and keys have been exchanged!  So exciting!

And, to complete this excitement, I've decided to launch my new blog, a day early!  I just can't wait any longer!

Please don't hesitate to go visit heartland Renaissance - my new creation!  Subscribe, via a reader OR e-mail (yeah!) and join the fun on facebook or twitter!  I can't wait to see you there . . .

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Happy First Birthday Luke!

I can’t believe it's been a year already since you were born.  Luke, you are such a joy!  Always smiling, always loving, you make my heart swell.And what a gorgeous day to celebrate your birth!  We went to the park, where you played on the swings.
And down the slides, holding Lloyd’s hand the whole way.  Your big brother wouldn’t have it any other way.
We indulged in some fresh, locally made frozen custard (Mama’s favorite.)
And later had Grandma and Poppa over for gumbo, presents and strawberry short cake (recipe coming soon!) Along with the wearing of the birthday crown, of course.
What a day!   
Happy First Birthday Luke!  
We Love you Mucho!!

A Mothers Work; is it ever done?

As I write this, I am surrounded by boxes in various stages of packing, crumpled up birthday wrapping paper and the bits and pieces of the Sunday newspaper. Part of a half eaten sandwich still sits on the table, along with half of a cup of cold coffee from breakfast. Both boys are in bed napping - one boy is asleep, the other is not - and I have eight windows open to different Web sites on my computer.

Did I mention that I'm also trying to dye my hair at home while I'm at it? Because I can't seem to find the time to make or keep an appointment? The timer is set: 25 minutes of “free” time while my brown hair gets browner to catch up on Twitter, Facebook and blog posts. And maybe reheat that coffee.

From mid-March to mid-May, we celebrate four family birthdays, including both boys, my husband and my sister, not to mention a few friends (who probably will only get a note on their Facebook wall, if they're lucky).

Last week, my husband had a three-day business trip to New York City morph into four due to travel delays as I stayed home with the boys on my own, failing miserably on a self-imposed ban of TV for Turn off the TV week (we lasted a day. A girl has to shower sometimes). And I somehow allowed myself to say yes to two book editings for friends.

Oh, and this week we close on our first house. Exciting, but it throws in two or three more meetings to attend, second copies of paperwork to sign, walk-throughs to schedule and, oh yeah, don't we have to pack?

The weekend we move is Mother's Day, two days later is my husband's birthday, and then, the following weekend, we're expecting our first house guests (though, granted, it is family who are coming to help) but there are still menus to plan and sheets to wash.

Oh, and did I mention my youngest has two teeth coming in and both boys are sick? Which means as I write this I have a unique blend of snot and drool decorating both shoulders in a Jackson Pollock-esque design. Sigh.

I'm stressed. And somehow, even when unexpected things happen like illness and delays, I still try to do it all.

And miserably fail.

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Friday, April 16, 2010

An Announcement . . .

We're Moving!

And I don't just mean when we close on our new house at the end of this month (which, by the way, I'm still needlessly nervous we're going to lose because it still seems too good to be true so keep us in your prayers!) . . . nope, we're moving blog addresses as well.

You might have noticed I haven't been around as much lately.  Fewer posts and all that.  Not because I don't have things to write, on the contrary, I've got a few new recipes saved up and a list of ideas for the next few months!, but because I've been working on the back-end of things at my new place.  I'm in the process of designing it, moving posts and recipes over from this one, fixing broken links and un-processed comments, organizing it so it's more user friendly, and on and on.  It takes up most of my online time these days, and that time is scarcer still because we're packing to move . . . But I haven't forgotten about you, my dear readers; you're the main reason I'm doing all this work!  And I hope you don't forget about me . . . and come visit and follow me again when I launch in a few weeks (which I will be doing right here, of course).

So, if I'm a little scarce over the next week or two take heart.  I'm working on building a better blog for you and I can't wait to invite you to our new home in just a few weeks.  Both literally and figuratively.

Until then . . .

Sarah

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

10 Commandments of Playground Etiquette

As the days are getting warmer, I find myself wanting to get out and explore more and more. We are spending lots of time outdoors, at the park, picnicking and just enjoying ourselves.

After a visit to a local park last week, I feel the need for a gentle reminder of a few guidelines that will make everyone's experience all the better.

So, my "10 Commandments of Playground Etiquette." Because we all just want to get along.


 
I: Thou shalt not eat on the playground.

There seems to be two main detractors from this etiquette rule. The 10-year olds who eat their sandwiches while staking a claim on the swings or the merry-go-round or at the bottom of the slide, thus monopolizing that particular piece of playground equipment, or the 2-year-old snackers who munch on Goldfish and Ritz crackers, leaving bits and bites and crumbs in their wake.

We take picnics and snacks to the park all the time. I get it, kids need to eat. But they need to get off the playground equipment when they do so. Letting your kids eat on the equipment makes the park messy and sticky, leaves bits of food here and there to be discovered and snacked on by exploring little ones and/or makes equipment not available for other kids to play on who are not currently eating.

Urban and landscape designers were employed at high rates to design your neighborhood park. Picnic tables, benches and grassy knolls were added in for a reason. Use them.


II: Thou shalt share thy toys aplenty


If you do not want to share your child's new sandbox toys, do not bring the entire 10-piece set to the playground. When other kids see toys aplenty, they want to play. If your kid's not the sharing type, or you want to keep track of all the toys you bring, limit it to two to three per child. They can only play with that many at one time anyway.

If you bring a ton of toys, expect other kids to want to play. Make sure they're labeled or identifiable in some way and know how many you bring so you can be sure that you bring the same one's home.



That being said, a child's bucket is sacred ground. If there is only one available, we do not expect him/her to share it.


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Friday, April 09, 2010

Lloydisms . . .

We've been teaching Lloyd to pray the sign of the cross at church and after our prayers at meals.  It's really cute hearing it come out of his lips, it generally goes along the lines of:

"Fah-der, Suhn, Ho-Whee Speeerit!"  
with the word "Spirit" done at an increased volume and, well, spirit.  Along with a general flailing of arms in the general direction of the sign of the cross.


So anyway, Lloyd came down from his room this morning, after he woke up, and gave me a big hug.  While in my arms he proceeded to tell me that this morning, he saw the "Father, Son, Sunrise."

What?  He repeated it, he had seen the "Father, Son, Sunrise."

As cute as it is that he's getting his words and phrases a little mixed up, I have to wonder if the Holy Spirit was really in there as well . . . both in the sunrise and in the happy, surprising joy it brought to my ears this morning coming out of the mouths of babes.

Tuesday, April 06, 2010

Whole Wheat Oatmeal Sourdough Bread

For some of my regular readers, especially my sourdough bakers, you might recognize this recipe as a version of my previous, multi-grain sourdough bread.  When I developed the former recipe, I had lots of leftover oatmeal around and was searching for a way to use it up. My son was younger and didn't have quite the appetite he has now; I made this recipe almost once a week just by saving the breakfast leftovers. 

Recently I realized I wasn't making this bread very often.  My toddler turned three recently and he just isn't leaving me the leftovers he once did, he's a growing boy!  After several weeks, I realized that I missed baking this bread and  I wanted to develop basically the same recipe but starting with uncooked oatmeal (though cooked harder grains, like rice or quinoa, or spent grains if you're a home beer brewer, would also be a good substitute in this recipe - I would not recommend using uncooked varieties of those grains as they wouldn't  soften enough and you'd have crunchy bites throughout - yuck!).  - it softens as it soaks overnight.  If you experiment with using other grain varieties, let me know how it turns out!

This bread, because of it's inclusion of milk, butter, eggs and honey, makes a lovely, soft bread perfect for sandwiches.  It slices beautifully.

Keep in mind when making this recipe that I developed it to make for a big baking day - it makes four loaves.  I generally stash two in the freezer and keep two out (we normally eat at least half of one in the first few hours after it's baked!).  If you want to make fewer loaves, just cut the recipe in half.

Have more questions about sourdough?  Check out my definitive guide to sourdough . . .

Whole Wheat Oatmeal Sourdough Bread
makes four loaves

The night before you are going to make bread, combine in a medium sized bowl:

  • 3 cups of uncooked oatmeal (I use the old fashioned variety, though steel-cut or oat groats would also work.  Do not use instant or quick-cook)
  • 4 Cups Whole Wheat flour
  • 1 teaspoon sea salt
  • 4 Cups milk plus 2 Tablespoons  Whey (if using pasteurized milk, if using raw, just use the milk) OR 4 cups of yogurt

Mix together until it looks like a thick, wet oatmeal. When you stir it you almost want it to make a smacking sound, if that makes sense. Cover with plastic wrap and leave on your counter overnight.

Also, feed your sourdough starter and leave it out overnight. If you keep a small quantity of starter around, make sure you feed it enough to have the required quantity for tomorrow (5 cups)

The next day, add to the grain/whole wheat mixture:
  • 1/2 cup honey or maple syrup
  • 5 cups of sourdough starter*
  • 5 Tablespoons butter, softened
  • 5 eggs


*My sourdough starter is fed a 1:1 ratio of flour to water and is the consistency of pancake batter.  If your starter is thicker, you may need to add less flour than indicated below.

Stir to combine.

Add in enough bread flour to make a soft dough. I added in about 3 cups in the bowl, stirring with a spoon, and then turned it out to a floured board where I probably added in about 1 cup more. Depending on your starter, you might be adding a little more or a little less.

Knead dough for about 5 minutes. You want it to be soft and slightly sticky. Don't add too much flour so that it is dry.

Allow to rest on your counter for ten minutes. Then, add

  • 2 teaspoons sea salt

Knead for 2 minutes more before forming into a ball and placing in a greased bowl to rise. Cover loosely with plastic wrap.

Dough will double in bulk, about three to four hours.

Once doubled, turn out onto a lightly floured board, cut in half and then in half again.  Form into four loaves.  
What I do - Using the loaf pan as your guide, gently pat each loaf's worth of dough into a rectangle about the length of your pan, then fold it onto itself in thirds (folding the bottom third up and over the second third of the dough, sealing slightly, than folding those two layers onto the top third, sealing slightly again) after each fold, before placing in two greased loaf pans.
The dough will be quite sticky, soft and loose.  If you need a small amount of flour on your board to prepare the loaves, feel free but move quickly with light fingers and with little extra kneading to form loaves.  It should only take about thirty seconds to form each loaf.

Allow to rise until almost doubled in bulk, about an hour and half.

Preheat oven to 425 degrees Fahrenheit.

Once loaves have risen, slash top vertically.  If you want some extra crunch, brush the top with egg white or water and sprinkle heavily with sesame or sunflower seeds. Place loaves in oven and immediately reduce temperature to 350 degrees Fahrenheit.

Bake for 20 minutes, then turn 180 degrees in oven before baking for 20-30 minutes more.

Remove from oven, allow to cool briefly, then remove from baking pans to continue cooling. Wait at least an hour to cut.

Enjoy!

The Importance of Mom Dates . . .

Last Wednesday, I had an impromptu evening out.

Was I headed on a date with my husband? Alas, no, he was staying home with the kids. Instead, I picked up a girlfriend of mine and had a mom date.

She had scored two tickets to the Omaha Fashion Week Preview and invited me along.


We had a blast. 

Having what I call a “Mom date” where you meet up with one or two friends, all by yourself, is essential for mental health. Even if it’s just a coffee date at the bookstore, or browsing the latest vintage finds at an antique store, having time apart from my children and husband and adult conversation with a friend is something my brain craves.

I love dating my husband, don’t get me wrong, but it’s also essential to build relationships with other adults every once in a while.

The opportunity to talk about something other than potty training, not having to carry around diapers and sippy cups and boxes of raisins in my purse, and being able to eat a meal or sip on a drink in the peaceful knowledge that I will be able to finish the meal while still hot or the beverage while still cold is a luxury these days.

Call me selfish, but I need that once in a while.


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