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Cookbook Inspiration August 29, 2013

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Confession.

Unconsciously, I collect cookbooks. 

I have a cookbook library of 73 cookbooks. My obsession makes me laugh.  I say it is my unconscious collection because I don’t consciously think to add new cookbooks.  I am drawn to them, inspired by the promise of their creations. 

Seventeen of these cookbooks are vegetarian.  Twenty-two are dessert related.  Near equally, I am healthy and a junkie with a sweet tooth. Let’s call it balance.

With our recent move, I purged 16 or 17 cookbooks that weren’t worth moving.  I can’t even remember what was left behind.  To my joy, the prior owner left a stash of 12 cookbooks that includes a 1951 copy of Favorite Torte and Cake Recipes that I look forward to testing in the near future.

Many of the cookbooks in my collection I receive as gifts, pilfered from my mother’s stash, inherited from my Grandmother or just picked up along the way. No matter the source, I use all of my cookbooks.  I read them, cover to cover, sample recipes as time passes, and make notes in the margins – dated, in ink, with my comments and family reaction.

There are six cookbooks, set aside from the rest, that are my go-to favorites. 

  • The Martha Stewart Cookbook is by far my most loved.  Her recipes are labor intensive but worth the effort as every recipe attempted is fantastic.
  • Ina Garten’s The Barefoot Contessa Cookbook and Barefoot Contessa Family Style recipes are loved by my family.  
  • Mark Bittman’s How to Cook Everything is a fast reference for instant success.
  • Better Homes & Gardens New CookBook (the one with the red plaid cover) is filled with classic recipes you can’t live without.
  • Biba’s Italy by Biba Caggiano was a gift from my mother-in-law and has provided so many incredible meals and desserts.  My boys request these recipes which speaks to their advanced palettes and appreciation for great food.

Growing up, a few weeks every summer on my grandparents eighty acres in the middle of the Muskegon National Forest in Michigan, I spent nights playing cards (Screw Your Neighbor – it was the 70’s – this game is very much like Uno today) with my older sister and grandparents, and reading my Grandma’s recipe booklets that she hoarded upstairs next to our bed. This was my first introduction to written recipes.  My Grandma made her own pasta noodles to serve with venison and noodles.  She made paraffin topped jam from anything she could cook down.  She shopped at farmer’s markets, my Grandpa hunted, and what she didn’t can, she froze.  She was adventurous to cook turtle soup from a snapping turtle my grandfather caught earlier that day and she used to fry french fries in raccoon fat. Sound gnarly for you city folk? When you’re young and hungry you didn’t think about it, you just ate it. Fries in coon fat is delicious and we always begged for more.  We spent these summers foraging for mushrooms, wild blueberries and sassafras roots or fishing in the lakes for bass and blue gill then having a big fish fry complete with hush puppies. We baked bread, made pies and, one time, made so much caramel corn that I gorged myself sick.  Good times, great memories.  It was from these summers that I fell in love with reading recipes.  Granted, my choices were Harlequin romance novels or recipe booklets, which at age 8 or 9, was an easy choice I’m thankful I made today.

The cookbooks and recipes inspire and my family gives me purpose to create delicious food.

Nostalgia waves through me as I canned seven quarts and sixteen pints of peaches and one pint, seven half pints and two quarter pints of peach butter and put a gallon of blueberries and thirteen pounds of blackberries in the freezer from our first Spokane summer.

 

Fully Living Life August 18, 2013

Today we ventured north for the first time since arriving in Spokane and headed to Green Bluff where the Green Bluff Growers, an association of small family farms and farmstands, have U-Pick (pick your own fruit) and annual festivals.  Today was the first day of the annual Peach Festival.  Though we are not fans of festivals of any sort, we thought fruit picking would be a great activity for our boys and visiting Southern California friend.  Of the 48 Green Bluff Growers, we selected #5 Hidden Acres as they offered U-Pick Peaches and Blackberries

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The four boys were skeptical that they would have any fun as the whole day sounded like a whole lot of work.

Then they made a friend, a pig wallowing in the mud.

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The pig got out of his mud bath and gave himself a shake.  All four boys miraculously missed being splattered with mud; however, a cute 8-year-old girl dressed in pink and pigtails got spotted with mud, head to toe.

We ventured off to the blackberry patch and the boys had a blast finding the darkest, biggest berries. Surprisingly, no shockingly, the one who enjoyed berry picking the most was my husband who was the first to fill his gallon size bucket. The hot topic of discussion while berry picking was deciding what dessert should we make with the berries and peaches.

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In the berry patch, we met a couple with a two-year-old son who just happened to move from Los Angeles to Spokane a year ago and live 5 blocks from our house!  We exchanged numbers and look forward to getting together soon.

After our berry buckets were full, we headed to the peach orchard.

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We successfully picked 13 pounds of blackberries and 50 pounds of peaches.  Peach cheesecake and peach ice cream with blackberry sauce was the requested dessert.  Uh huh, sure.  Let me get right on that.

Bounty summer 2013

We have heard so much about 9 Mile Falls and Riverside State Park that we decided to head west and check it out.

Riverside State Park is a 10,000 acre park along the Spokane River, leading to the dam that creates 9 Mile Falls.  Our goal was to find a place to swim and cool off from our fruit picking efforts in the hot sun.

We parked the car and followed a trail about a mile to this awesome bridge and perfect spot to take a dip.

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The boys played in the cold water while I took photos of the wildflowers.

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We hiked back to the car and spotted this caterpillar next along the way. EEK!

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We headed home and miracle of all miracles happened – our 7-year-old fell asleep in the car.  A true sign of an awesome day.

We were all beat by the time we got home but guess what? We have 13 lbs of blackberries and 50 lbs of peaches to deal with, not to mention dinner and the requested desserts.

Tired momma could not pull it off. My husband picked up dinner while I made a fantastic peach blackberry lattice pie.  Not on the requested dessert menu which I managed to put off until tomorrow due to lack of ingredients and time.

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Five quarts of peaches were canned tonight too using one of the 4 boxes of peaches.  The other three boxes were put in our cold storage in the basement until tomorrow morning when they too will be canned.

The pie, just so you know, was a delicious end to our action packed day.

 

Staycation Part Deux August 16, 2013

Day two of our four day staycation and here’s a list why staycations don’t work:

1.  Alarm clocks.  I forgot to turn off my alarm off both days.  5:30 AM is not my favorite (thank you RGal for teaching me to not say I freaking hate 5:30 AM) and is even less so on my vacation days off work when I don’t need to be awake at 5 freaking 30.  I could have easily have forgotten to turn off my alarm if I was truly on vacation in a hotel or camping, but my husband and I have vacation protocol we follow that includes turning off the alarm.  At home, the alarm is part of the home routine, thus the staycation routine.

2. Routine unchanged.  Now that I’m awake thanks only to forgetful self, my routine is unchanged.  I go through my morning motions, drink my tea, turn on my computer and look at my phone.  Oh look, emails.  Oh yeah, thanks for the email, I forgot to do that, let me send a quick email.  Next think you know, I’m working.  Not really working, just skimming, yet working.  On vacation, I’d have to walk out to get coffee, my routine would be broken.  Staycations don’t break the cycle of your habits.  Vacations are intended to change your momentum, break cycles and change your habits.

[note to my boss who reads my blog:  sending you a text pix of the Cabela’s ad to brag that I get better junk mail that he does (and that I have a Cabela’s nearby) was all in fun, not the “work” I am referring to in #2]

3. Vacation does not include chores.  Staycation includes chores.  I’m stupidly awake while everyone else sleeps, I’ve taken a vacation day so I’m not working, what else am I supposed to do?  Laundry is relentless and there is always something to do.  I spent several hours of my staycation on chores.  Productive, but lame.

4. No chefs, bartenders or wait staff on staycations.  I’m cooking, cleaning, serving and no one is bringing me a cocktail.  This is the definite “not a vacation” of staycation.  My banana pancakes were inhaled by my fellow staycationers this morning.  Service is marginal, the bartender needs to show up but the food is outstanding.  The best part of a staycation is homecooked meals.

5.  We were invaded by ducks.  Where I vacation, even in my dreams, there are no ducks.  At home on our staycation, we have enjoyed the Canadian Geese honking as they fly overhead. We’re damn close to Canada, who am I to say get a new flight path?  Flying overhead geese I can tolerate.  Then the ducks loudly arrived next door.  No other words came to mind than “WTF!”  I thought my neighbors, who already have boisterous chickens, added ducks to their urban farm.  Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, came booming into my house for at least an hour.  I saw my neighbor over the backyard fence later and started randomly discussing her hollyhocks (I didn’t want to shout out “WTF you have ducks?”, rather ease into it).  Once the hollyhock discussion ended, I segued into ducks.  Smooth, I know.  “Where are you keeping you ducks?”  They have a ‘Chalet de Poulet’ (truly, the sign on the chicken coop says chalet de poulet) for the chickens, maybe they’ve installed ‘Lac de Canard’ for the ducks.  She looked at me dumbfounded and said “What ducks?”  Really?   Now she’s bold-faced lying to me over ducks?  Turns out, there are no ducks, no lies about ducks, not even a remote duck cover-up.   While she was out, her fireman husband on his off day was hanging out with his almost two-year old, playing with his duck call, as he is a duck hunter.  Over and over and over and over again. Of course.  On staycations, you have to deal with your neighbors (who I love, except during duck season prep).

6. No maid service.  After running around all day on vacation, isn’t it fantastic to open your hotel room door and have the place clean and straightened and the beds made?  Staycation house is the same as everyday house, a disaster.  On staycation, you go out all day, come home and BAM you’re smacked in the face with everything just as you left it.

7.  Vacation Mode.  When you’re on vacation, you flip a mental switch and you’re in a different mode, vacation mode.  Staycation means same old every day mode.  No switches flipped.  No change.

8.  No Kids Club.  Let me start by saying I have never once put my kids in a kids club while on vacation.  With that said, where is the Kids Club?  I’m ready.  Not really, but I would like to have the option.  Staycation does not offer the Kids Club option.

9.  No hype.  If I told my family we were going on vacation for 4 days they would whoop and holler and be thrilled.  Telling them we’re going to have a staycation for 4 days provides no hype.  Staycation, to them, sends the same press release it sends to me, hang around the house for hours until we leave to do something you may or may not want to do, then come home and do all your daily chores because life goes on.  No hype.

10.  I can’t think of a 10th reason why staycations don’t have the same effect as vacations.

[after typing this post and spell checking for errors, here’s #10 why staycations don’t work…staycations is not a recognized word!

Staycations are great because:

1. sleep in your own bed – YES!

2. nothing forgotten, everything is here, unless we ran out and I forgot to replace, it happens.

3. we happen to live in an awesome place(hype, hype, Outside magazine just named Spokane one of the best towns in the nation http://www.outsideonline.com/adventure-travel/north-america/united-states/Best-Towns-2013-Spokane-Washington.html

4. multiple rooms.  Not only do you get to sleep in your own bed, but in your own room!  A hotel suite for a family of 5 doesn’t compare to a house.

5. Ambience to suit your need.  Half naked or fancy, whichever you prefer, anything goes on a staycation at home.  For the record, I prefer loungy, where my youngest is typically found half-naked.

6. On your schedule.  Staycations allow you to set the pace and the agenda, preferably without 5:30 wake up alarms

7.  No resort fees, no parking fees, no gratuities.  Sweet.

Vacations in any form are pretty fantastic, even as staycations.  Next time we staycation, I need to plan better to sleep in, work less and hire a cleaning service.

 

Staycation August 12, 2013

Not that I’m counting but school starts in 3 weeks. Yes, twenty-one  days left to make the most of summer before doing back flips when the the kids go back to school.  I love having my kids home, don’t get me wrong.  We have tons of fun during summer.  I am not looking forward to the homework, the drama, the tears, the fights, the germs and freak out that come with school in session.  What I’m looking forward to is six solid hours of peace while the kids are in school, where I do not have to be the cruise director on this house’s ship of summer fun. I’ll wash their clothes, pack their lunches, remind them to take all of there stuff with them to school so someone else can plan their days.  Summer, as fun as it is, takes a lot out of me.  I need a vacation.

I mentioned this to my husband the other night who too quickly reminded me that our move to Spokane was our vacation and to enjoy the new house.  Buzz kill.  The Spokesman Review, the local Spokane newspaper we have delivered daily, mentioned a Staycation promotion by local business for families, such as ours, that can’t afford to get away.  Local businesses give residents discounts to enjoy a Spokane Staycation.  This is the perfect option for us as we are new to the area, we look at the city and surrounding areas first with tourist eyes then with, hey wow we live here reactions.

My son, Trace, has his 12-year-old buddy from Southern California coming to visit on Wednesday for a week.    Trace can hardly wait.  His friend may be excited but I hope he realizes he’s going from having one brother in California to having three brothers in Washington.  Talk about culture shock, not to mention having me as his mother, the boy just might not get on the plane.  We are luring Trace’s friend with a week chock full of Spokane’s finest activities that includes everything from Riverside Park and 9-Mile-Falls; a Peach Festival up at Green Bluff, WA to Silverwood/Boulder Beach in Idaho to tubing/wakeboard/waterskiiing/boating/paddleboarding on the Spokane River and Lake Coeur D’Alene; Riverfront Park and downtown activities; and bicycle rides to and through Manito Park.  Good times ahead!  Honestly, why do we need to go anywhere? 

Of course, leaving on a jet plane is always good.  Someone serving me food and drinks would be nice.  A kids club would be fantastic too.   Do you hear Club Med calling my name?  Listen.  I hear it, I really do.  That’s what I need, an all-inclusive vacation where I don’t have to think, just unplug and relax.  Ooh.  Ultimate buzz kill.  I just checked Club Med’s website.  For my family of six to go on an all inclusive, air-included, week long vacation to Cancun before school starts is…well let’s just say, cost prohibitive to the tune of nine grand-plus.  You may have nine grand lying around to spend on one week of vacation splurge, I don’t.  A great deal but not for us this summer.

A Spokane Staycation is perfect for us.  Good thing we think so.

 

Project Central July 30, 2013

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When we made the decision to sell all of our furniture before we moved from Placentia, CA to Spokane, WA, we knew the time and energy and expense we would incur to make our house whole. As with aging, what we know now, compared to what we knew then are extremely different things.

We had a plan before moving. It was a good plan. Bedrooms were assigned, office space planned, everything fit. We had a list of things we needed to buy and a rough cost estimate to budget.
Then we arrived and all plans flew out the window. The vibe, feel and flow of the house, with us, our things, plus managing and dealing with all the things that were left in the house wasn’t right, based on our plan.

We quickly adapted and modified our plan. Part of the new plan involved creating a 10′ x 18′ space in the garage to house my husband’s man cave, office, and music space. This was our first project and consumed a solid three weeks. No photos yet of this space as now that the space is defined, my husband is still working on the interior design. I’ll post the finished product once complete.

While Vince was occupied with his project, I ventured down my own path to furnish the house. For rarely, like next to never, watching TV, I have seen my fair share of DIY design shows. I love DIY projects because you get something awesome for an extreme fraction of the price that you would pay for something new. I found a new couch that I kinda liked, but I couldn’t bring myself to buy it because it wasn’t right. Instead, I bought a beast of a sectional circa 1970, originally from the Leather Center. I found this rounded, overstuffed light blue leather sectional for $200. I showed Vince the picture and he said he liked it as it reminded him of the rounded sectional his family had when he was a kid. I drove over to see it, then called Vince to bring the trailer and pick it up. When Vince saw the sectional, he didn’t say a word but I could tell he was raging mad. He hated it but the deal was done so we loaded the couch onto the trailer. At home with the couch in the living room, I hated the couch too. I didn’t buy it because I thought it looked great. I bought the couch for its potential. With the two rounded sections removed, the two end pieces create an 11 foot long couch which fits the room beautifully. Vince, thinking the couch we picked up was the couch I wanted in as is condition, was relieved to hear my plan for the couch. Vince loves any engineering challenge, so he is tasked with modifying the center wood pieces where the sectional meet to create one piece. My job is everything else.

Have you ever upholstered a piece of furniture before? I have upholstered a couch, some stools and patio chair cushions, each time learning as I go, drawing on the issues I had in the previous project. Upholstery is a lot of work, but worth the effort in the end.

You wanted photos, so here are photos of my works in progress here at Project Central:

The first is the couch project. I have most of it ripped apart. The next step is removing the arms and finalizing the demolition. Vince will then modify the center pieces so you don’t feel the boards when you sit down.  The couch will have 5-6″ legs, and clean lines.  We have narrowed down the fabric to 3 choices, all shades of blue.

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Next is the vintage table and chairs. I tore apart one chair to see how complicated it would be as well as how much yardage I will need for upholstery. Each chair has 178 nail heads in the trim at the base of the chair and around the back. Removing the nail head trim on the back was easy, the trim at the base was painfully difficult. With one chair disassembled, I’m happy I finished uninjured.
The story behind the table is another craigslist find. I needed a desk, but wanted a table instead of a traditional desk. In Yorba Linda CA, a man listed this table and chairs. I loved it from the moment I saw it posted, even more so in person. When I picked it up, the man selling it told me his family member owned the furniture store in Los Angeles. Eva Gabor, Zsa Zsa’s sister, saw this table and commissioned a full dining table off this sample. Is it true?  Who cares, it’s a great story.

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The walnut coffee table measures 71″.  I love the mid-century modern style.  These photos look pretty good but it needs to be sanded and finished.  This was a $100 craigslist score.

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This clock has been through so many moves but has been stored for at least the past 10 years.  This clock was one of the original Pacific Bell clocks that provided the time when, way back in the day, you dialed a number to find out the time.  A woman would say, “At the tone the time is….Beep”.  Are you old enough to remember calling time?  My father-in-law was a linesman for the phone company and recovered this clock from the trash during a modernization remodel.  It was painted black and my mother-in-law finished the woodwork.  Any time this clock is moved, the inner workings get mangled.  This is one project I’ll happily deliver to the clock repairman.  I just found one the other day and need to drop off the clock soon.

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One of the items left by the previous owner was this chinese astrological calendar wheel.  It was hanging on the wall in the living room.  I love the piece, but do not want it as a wall hanging.  I’m going to repurpose this piece and create a table by adding some sort of base.  The piece is double-sided, but I like this side the best.

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All of these projects above are for the living room.  I also need to change the draperies, make poufs in front of the fireplace and pillows for the beast of a couch once it is complete.

The dining room is painted a shocking caution sign yellow.  I can’t stand the color.  It offends me every day. I can’t wait until the painter arrives, currently scheduled for the week after Labor Day, while the kids are in school.  My china looks fantastic in these built in cabinets that flank the window.  The dining room is oval which is super cool.  But the color!! Ugh!

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To add to the “Bee” (that’s the name of the paint color), the seat cushions and rug conflict with my brain.  The idea, as I understand, was that the paint is matching the yellow squiggly in the chair upholstery.  With this plan, the rug doesn’t work.  It may work for you, it hurts me.  The dining room table and credenza came with the house. I love the furniture but the color combinations, if you haven’t already gathered, is not my favorite.  I’m going to change the upholstery fabric on the six chairs, hopefully before Thanksgiving.

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Moving upstairs, two of the boys share a room.  The room used to be a girls room done completely in purple.  Purple carpet and purple walls.  We pulled up the carpet to find the original hardwoods.  Out went the carpet, tack and staples pulled and the plan is to eventually finish the floors.  The floors are in good enough shape for now.  We have to lower the baseboards and paint, another room slated for the first week of September.  These beds are my super score.  $57 total (not each) for both bedframes.  They were in sad shape, scratched and well used with some damage.  Vince bracketed and bolted everything together and I waxed, waited 20 minutes and polished.  I found these bedframes at a repurpose vintage, design store that was having a 60% off sale.  In addition to these beds, I bought an awesome table that I use as my desk.  I’ll show you the desk another day.  The boy’s room needs curtains, which I’ve bought the fabric, just need to sew, sew, sew.

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The other boys room is an odd-shaped room and we decided to find a captains bed for this space. For now, this room is the most complete.  The walls photographed purple, but they are blue.  This room is blue, blue, blue.  This bed is in great shape and was a $75 craigslist find.

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My office is the third room to be painted the first week of September.  I will post photos when it is completed.

Some of you have asked if we were settled yet.  We have unpacked all of our boxes.  Everything needing to be stored is stored, everything in use, is in use.  We have a plan, and this time, I think we’ll get there.  Our rooms aren’t “done”. When they are complete, I will post photos, I promise.

Projects would get done sooner if we weren’t running to the river or lake every free moment. Summer is meant for outdoor fun.  We will have all winter to work on these projects.  One step at a time.

 

Craigslist Christmas July 19, 2013

Christmas in July has always been a odd theme to me.  Crafters hawk their holiday creations at craft fairs all over the nation, ramping up, only six months until Christmas!  I’ve only been to one massive Christmas Craft Fair, in Oceanside, CA with my mom on the grounds of Mission San Luis Rey, it may or may not have been in July.  There were plenty of holiday doo-dads and trinkets and yard ornaments to purchase though it wasn’t my scene.

Earlier this evening, the boys were gallivanting around the neighborhood and Vince was futzing around in the garage prepping for his weekend projects. I was tasked with finding a new restaurant for us to try.  I spent about 10 minutes reading Yelp reviews before deciding on Manito Tap House which is around the corner and down the street from our house. Then,  I was easily distracted by my favorite new addiction, seeing what has been newly posted on Craigslist.

There is awesome stuff on Craigslist that makes you blurry eyed confused over want and need. Daily.  You can read your trash mags about celebrities.  I have  a blast seeing the crazy stuff people post combined with their hilarious “buzz words” chosen to make their crap better than the next.  My favorite post today was a Seashell Collection.  In order for me to post and sell a seashell collection, I would have sea fans, coral, conches and a mass of other collected shells that I would never want to sell because the stories behind collecting each shell would be too precious to let go.  I had to see this incredible seashell collection.  I was excited, this was going to be AMAZING!  Then I saw the photo:

Are you laughing?  Every laughing acronym fits here…LOL, ROTFL, LMAO, you get the idea.

Wait.  There’s more.  How much should someone ask to pay for this precious collection?  Priceless, I know, but no.  “Various sea shells, message me if you are interested in any/all. These will be cheap.”  I would maybe pay $1 for these shells, and not for the shells.  I want to meet who is selling these shells, there has to be more to the story.  In addition to the collection photo, close up photos of each shell is also posted.  This takes a ridiculous amount of time.  I’m fascinated.  Fear keeps me from texting which is probably a good thing.

So it is July and though it isn’t Christmas, I had the best idea.  Wouldn’t a Craigslist Christmas be the bomb?  Craigslist should offer Craigslist bucks and gift cards.  I had a lot of time on my hands waiting for the four boys to finish their nonsense.  I decided to make a Craigslist Christmas Wish List.  Before I tell you what is on my Craigslist Christmas list, I have to tell you that the Spokane/Coeur D’Alene Craigslist is beyond words awesome.  There is way better stuff on here that I’ve seen in Orange County California, I’ll tell you that right now.  You be the judge.

Here’s my list:

1.  Appaloosa Pony, this little filly is so dang cute!  Must have.  $3500.  I’m worth it.

2. Icelandic Sheep.  You have all been replaced.  This is my new best friend.

3.  Alpaca, of course. He has a bunny rabbit nose and you can’t see his eyes, you have no idea what he’s thinking.

4.  Patio Tiki Bar

Why does anyone own this in the Inland Northwest?  Remember, two seasons, July and Winter.  Mele Kalikimaka necessity.

5.  A rooster!  I have a childhood rooster horror story I’ll share with you another day. This guy could help me make peace with my past.  Plus he looks pretty bad ass.

That’s as far as I got before Buzz Kill Vince came in and spoiled all my fun.  I didn’t even get past Farm and Garden section. (I’m not sure why the sea shells were in the farm and garden section which further adds to the intrigue of this posting).

Vince noticed I was on Craigslist and told me that the gardener quit and we needed to buy a lawn mower.  AGH!  First, the gardener was nothing more than a lawn mower.  He didn’t edge, blow, weedwack, rake or anything other than mow.  Ridiculous.  AND he charged an outrageous fee.  Vince and I had already decided to can him as soon as we caught up with our other projects, or it snowed, whichever came first.  The fact that he quit makes me give him more credit than I thought he deserved.

Back to Craigslist.

We found a mower, connected with the guy, and on our way to dinner, bought the mower.  My Christmas in July wishes are for naught.  I wanted awesome I got a lawn mower instead. Bonus, the boys and I get to mow the lawn tomorrow.  Woo.   Their roles are already set – Trace is mowing, Niko is raking, Andre is blowing and I’m bossing.  Should be great.

With the lawn mower adventure added to our pre-dinner agenda, we didn’t go to the Manito Tap House another part of my great plans shattered.  We ended up at the Steam Plant Brewery and Stacks restaurant (at 8 PM!!).  The Huckleberry Ale that I had and Vince’s Double Stack Stout were delicious!  We decided that we wouldn’t return for the food but we would definitely come back for the beer.

Craigslist Christmas is a great idea.  Try it.

Editor’s Note:

If you are the owner of the seashell collection, appaloosa, icelandic sheep, alpaca, tiki bar or rooster, AND happen to be reading this blog post, please know that I think you are terrific and I would love to buy the items you have posted.  Alas, I have enough animals, I drink enough but not enough for a tiki bar, and, we left the ocean for the mountains so I have no use for a seashell collection.  Good luck to each of you with your sales!

 

 

Ready to Rumble July 17, 2013

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Are your ready to rumble?  I’m not talking about some WWE smackdown. I’m also not talking about any given minute with my boys.  My favorite rumble is in the sky.  Tonight a thunderstorm is predicted in Spokane skies.

Growing up in Ohio, summer showers are a regular occurrence.  My cousin posted on Facebook the other day that it had rained 16 days straight in Ohio.  Summers in Northern Arizona are hot until the afternoon when huge monsoon clouds would roll in, thunder cracked and rain poured from the sky and cool off the temperatures.

We missed the changing weather while we lived in Southern California.  Southern California is fantastic for its consistent temperatures and we enjoyed the warmth while we were there.

Now living in the Inland Northwest, we have loved the cool weather on our arrival, rainstorms, and fantastic thunder and lightning storms.  We’ve had our share of high heat too which I’m ready to turn off.  They say Spokane only has two seasons, July and Winter, and we’re halfway through July.  Tonight, with only a 30% chance of a storm, we are hopeful for some weather.

Yes, I have nothing else to post about other than the weather.  Call it writer’s block if you will.  It was just a day, nothing extraordinary, all straightforward, simple and true to form, for which, I am thankful.  No additional broken bones, no calamities or crisis.  I did submit my photo of Vince jumping into the Spokane River to the Spokane Valley Photo Contest. I also returned some items I bought online. I watered the grass (the sprinkler system is broken).  Thunder and stormy skies are exciting.

With the first rumblings in the distance, I say goodnight.

 

What a Day! July 14, 2013

At 4:30 this morning, there was a large thump and I jumped out of bed, woke up Vince and proclaimed, “Andre fell out of bed”.  Vince sat up and replied, “No, the boys camped out on the floor in the playroom (in the basement) last night.” Oh yeah, I forgot.  What was that thump?  Our 14-year-old black lab, Dale, got up and fell over as the result of his old man hip dysplasia.  Poor Dale.  He’s fine, just old.  I went back to bed and fell fast asleep.  Vince, not thanks to me waking him up, couldn’t go back to sleep and got an early start on his projects.

I slept until 9:30.  That never, ever happens.  Ok, occasionally, but I can’t remember the last time I slept that late.  The kids slept even later which gave me the luxurious time to enjoy my coffee and read my first Sunday edition of The Spokesman Review, Spokane’s daily newspaper before making a fabulous Sunday brunch of buttermilk waffles, bacon, poached eggs, cantaloupe, blueberries and strawberries.

What a fabulous morning.  I did not think my day could get any better.  Then around 2 PM, Vince announced he was taking the boys fishing.  The boys.  I wasn’t even invited.  Can I get a hallelujah?  Not only were they going fishing, Vince heard of some sweet fishing spot an hour away that he wanted to check out.  With simple math, I knew I had at least a four-hour window of uninterrupted me time.  Happily, I packed a cooler with drinks and snacks for their trip.  They headed off to fish off the dock at Bunker’s Resort at Lake Williams, near Cheney.  Buh-Bye.

Now what?  I didn’t have a “free time” plan.  This is my first no kid, no husband, alone at hime time in over a month.

I sat down at my new-to-me desk in my new-nobody-else-is-in-it office and researched something that has been weighing heavily on my mind.  When is Spokane’s County Fair?  Though I only attended the Orange County Fair once in our six years there and never competed, it should be known that I am a blue ribbon and best of show baker at the Coconino County Fair in Flagstaff, AZ.  I grew up attending and participating in the Erie County Fair, including 4-H.  I love county fairs.  No offense OC, your fair is on steroids and lacks the down home country feel of a true county fair.

The “Ridin’, Rockin’ & Livestockin’ Spokane County Interstate Fair * 2013*” is scheduled for September 6-15.  How can the fair not be awesome with such an awesome theme?  Baking entry deadlines are August 6.  Fist pump, YES!!  Now I just need to decide what I’m going to enter into the fair competition.  In addition to the fair, Fleischmann’s Yeast has a Best Baking Contest too.  Multiple contests, multiple entries.  Wooo!  I can’t wait!fair

Pumped with visions of baked good in my head, Dale and I traipsed outside to remove a rogue lilac bush that has sprouted up from old roots next to my Japanese maple, causing distress.  It really isn’t a bush, more like four sucker branches, none bigger than a half an inch in diameter, sprouting out of the ground.  I first trimmed the branches down with pruning shears, then  attacked the dirt by digging around the root ball.  Coming from California, I anticipated hard as hell clay to limit my progress.  Another reason to love Washington, the ground is easy to dig!  Within minutes, I had the roots dug out and the yard waste bin loaded.

Dale and I were then joined by Bear, the two-year old golden retriever that lives next door who easily hurdled the property dividing low rock wall to visit us.  If you met Dale, Bear is easily 6 inches taller than Dale and Bear’s head is gigantic!  Not many dogs make Dale look small and manageable, Bear is one of those dogs.  Bear and Dale are buddies and they play as long as Dale can tolerate. They are funny together and the neighbor and I share a good laugh.

What a day for me!  Rest, relaxation, the fair, the dogs, gardening, chores and progress toward getting settled.

The boys returned around 7:30 with one trout.  One.  Trace caught the only fish of the day.  They left a crowded Lake Williams with the one fish and went to Medical Lake on their way home in hopes of increasing their catch without luck.  They had fun, saw some deer, and had “guy time”.    They planned their next fishing trip over dinner.   Must have been a good day for them too.

 

 

 

The Spokane River: An Introduction July 13, 2013

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With Andre, our 7 year old, breaking his arm, our Spokane adventures have been halted to keep the boy and his arm mellow without exertion to allow healing and avoid surgery.  A sling is not much of a restraint from his wild antics so we have decided to stay home, work on getting settled and limit all activity.  That successfully lasted a week and now we’re all stir crazy.

Whenever Vince and I meet someone new, whether the paint store guy or the bank teller or just anyone, we ask which is their favorite lake and their swimming hole in the Spokane River.  We have been given great insight to the local waters, natural waterslides off Lake Pain D’Oreille (pronounced Pon-dor-ray), great fishing spots in the lakes and rivers and a lead to a rope swing into the Spokane River.

Today we decided to check out the Spokane River.  Not check it out, we’ve seen it every single day since arrival.  Today was the day we were jumping in and going for a swim.  One guy told me about a swimming hole west of town.  The bank teller told Vince about the rope swing.  When discussed with the boys, hands down, the rope swing location won.  We left the house around 3 PM and headed to this not so secret spot.

Forgive me, the place is managed by Spokane Parks and Recreation.  I saw the name of the place on a sign.  I meant to take a picture so I wouldn’t forget, but I forgot to take the picture so I have no hope of remembering the name of the rope swing spot.

We climbed down this short, loose-gravel-slippery path to the river’s edge.  Houses with docks were scattered along the opposite side of the Spokane River.  Our side of the river had trees and big boulders dropping into the river with spots to swim.  The highlight of this location was the rope swing.  A very generous, show-off of a guy, demonstrated how to grab the rope, where to hold on and when was the best time to let go.

Vince and the boys were stoked!  Woo!  Who will go first?  I had a full panic attack.  Spines snapping, paralysis, broken bones…my babies.  I seriously thought I was going to vomit.  Vince and the boys thought I was ridiculous.  I asked the daredevil demonstrator about water depth, when shouldn’t they let go and other panic stricken but legitimate questions.  Vince made me sit down, with clear instruction to stop talking and just watch.

Andre was pissed off.  He couldn’t swing, which we discussed before arrival and he accepted.  When he saw how dangerous it was and that he was missing all the fun, he made it clear to all that he was not happy.  Because there wasn’t really a beach, he couldn’t wade or play either without quickly being in over his head, unable to swim with one arm.  We sat together, misery loves company.

Vince was the first one to launch.  He performed a mid-air twirl.  He swam the long way around  the rocks before getting out to enjoy the cool (read: freezing), crystal clear water.

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Trace was up next.  I held on to Andre and broke into a cold sweat.  I was stressing heavy.

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Then my Niko took his turn.  I had a hard time watching, let alone taking photos.

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Of course they loved it.  Of course they want to go back.  Our first introduction to the Spokane River was a great experience by a 3-2 split vote.  Andre and I have no plans to return to the rope swing. We are all ready to check out the other recommended spots both up and down stream.

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Forgive me for not posting yesterday.  I have allergies (maybe all those dead flowers in my front lawn?) or a cold and I opted to sleep yesterday rather than post.  This has been a rough week.  I’m glad it is done.

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Honestly July 8, 2013

When we moved, we sold all of our furniture because our furniture was over 10 years old and kid thrashed.  We also sold our furniture because our new home was built circa 1940’s and has mid-century style that doesn’t suit our old furniture.  And, we sold our furniture because we didn’t love it enough to move it.

Now that we’re here in Spokane, we are without furniture, though not entirely. The house came with a beautiful dining room table with two leaves, chairs and matching buffet.  The guest room is completely outfitted with a queen bed, and dresser.  We sold the bunk beds and other bed sets, but we moved the mattresses.  We also kept our office chairs, camp chairs and beach chairs.  The house also has many built-ins, bookshelves, banquette, dressers and shelves.  Plenty of furniture to call our house a home, for now.

If you have bought furniture,  ever, you know that purchasing furniture is no cheap process.  If you add the words “mid-century modern” or “MCM”, the price tag is increased to meet popular demand.  We have a budget, we have a plan and we’re making good progress.

We have identified a new couch, accent chairs, a chaise, an area rug and some accessories.  Mr. Frugal is holding the purse strings tight before purchasing until he’s certain that I’m 100% certain I won’t have buyer’s remorse.  I see it as a stall tactic but that’s for another blog post.  We are shopping at consignment stores, vintage stores, thrift shops and, of course, Craigslist.  So far, we have bought vintage bed sets for the boys, a credenza for my office and a lateral file cabinet for Vince’s office.  This weekend we purchased a 71″ early 1950’s coffee table from Craigslist. The coffee table is an awesome, DIY refinishing and staining project I can’t wait to get started on.  I’ll post the before and after photos once it is complete, or will blog about any disasters or replacement purchases later.

When we, the entire family, arrived at the coffee table seller’s home, the boys tumbled out of the car into a wrestling match on the front lawn.  Why?  I have no idea, must be a boy thing, they wrestle everywhere. Vince and I entered the home, leaving the boys to fend for themselves, checked out the table, agreed on the price and I paid the man.  What really transpired is that I handed the cash to Vince who handed the money to the seller.  Everyone was happy, we went home with a new coffee table and a new project for me.

Last night, around 10 PM, the coffee table seller sent me a text saying he is either miscounting or he misplaced $20 of the total cash we gave him.  He apologized and asked if I could confirm that we did pay him the $20 in question.  Before we arrived at the house, we stopped at the ATM to withdraw cash for the purchase.  I didn’t spend any other money after buying the coffee table.  I counted the cash in my wallet and, sure enough, I short paid him $20!    I texted back that I had shorted the sale and I would be in the area Monday night for soccer practice and would drop off the $20.  I felt terrible.  I was surprised that both Vince and the seller didn’t double-check my counting at the time of sale.  Word to the wise, always double-check my math, even at base level counting.  The seller texted back that he appreciated my honesty.  Sure thing homie, that’s how I roll.

I passed this perfect sign on my honorable mission tonight to pay my debt in full.

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