I pulled myself out of bed and checked my email this morning and my brother had sent me this:
Designer babies... yikes! All kinds of Gattaca craziness.
February comes with stir craziness and aching for the start of spring. It is when my cat Julian would always bounce off walls, attack feet from under beds, and thoroughly drive everyone in the house nuts! Even as he got up into the 'very old' years for a cat, each Feb he would rush you when you walked through the door or jump on your pillow first thing in the morning to attack your sleeping eyelids as the twitched with the last of your dreams. These cat attacks marked spring as clearly as the crocus and the daffodil greens did. And most of the time (when we were not in recovery due to his antics) we all felt a distinct sympathy and a bit of the same urges. Stir crazy. Ready to move. Ready to get out of the house... but hesitant because we might jump the gun and end up taking a walk in freezing rain.
This year I have been the one with spring fever. It has come along with a bit of frustration because I know that spring won't hold everything that it usually does for me. No garden. No tilling soil and building new beds. A huge part of my life will be missing for this season. But spring does hold a whole lot of possibility for us this year... and although I am frustrated...I think I might break out and catch a few ankles by surprise myself. ;)
Although I am not into Buffy or Angel... Dr Horrible's Sing-a-long blog is just fabulous!
Honestly, the world in this movie just makes sense. It is supposed to be thousands of years in the future. Everyone can speak Chinese and English fluently, and they occasionally swing their curse words from both languages. Which makes TONS of sense considering they are two of the top four most used languages in the world today. And that is just the tip of what he thought of. The show "Firefly" came first, but they only made it through one season... and I own the entire season. Of course. The movie came after the show failed... and apparently it kinda broke Joss's heart to see it dive. Which sucks... because that man has quite the mind for this stuff.
For this reason I never wear words across my tit line. You might, sometimes, every now and again, see me with something leafy on my shirt. Maybe. But the large majority of the time I am in dark, solid colored shirts with a scoop or v neck. Words? Nope. Why bring attention to it?
Olympia has a very strange culture. Cops like to call it "ten square miles... surrounded by reality". lol... Everyone is accepted... esp the very strange. It is a strange city to compare other cities to.
Moving away from my city has proved to be great, but very different. I honestly thought I would never leave Olympia. But now I have....
Three weeks ago I started a winter organics produce subscription. The Farmers Markets are closed until April around here, and we have been seriously lacking in fruits and veggies. I have frozen tons from our harvest season, but fresh fruit is something that you crave in this cold, wet, dreary climate. I subscribe to two boxes from these folks: Terra Organics Every other week I get a box of Pacific NW only produce... all grown here in Washington or Oregon state... and then every other week I get a box of fruit.
Easy Cinnamon Roll Muffins
1 1/2 cups all purpose flour
1/3 cup sugar
1/4 tsp salt
4 tsp active dry or rapid rise yeast
2/3 cup warm milk (100-110F; low fat is fine)
3 tbsp vegetable oil
1/2 tsp vanilla extract
1 large egg
2 tbsp butter, room temperature
2/3 cup brown sugar
3/4 tsp ground cinnamon
pinch ground cardamom
1 cup powdered sugar
1-2 tbsp milk or cream
In a large bowl, combine flour, sugar and salt. Dissolve the yeast in a measuring cup filled with the warmed milk, then stir milk mixture, vegetable oil, vanilla extract and egg into the flour mixture. Mix well, until very smooth. Pour into prepared pan and let rest for 15 minutes.
While the dough rests, mix together butter, brown sugar, cinnamon and cardamom in a small bowl using a fork until all the butter has been incorporated into the sugar and mixture is crumbly. Divide the batter between 12 greased muffin cups. Sprinkle evenly on top of rested dough and press the mixture down into the dough with your fingertips (or swirl in with a spatula.)
Place pan into a cold oven, then set the oven temperature to 350F.
Bake for about 20 minutes, until bread is lightly browned at the edges and the center of the bread springs back when lightly pressed. Some of the sugar mixture on top may still be bubbling.
Cool for at least 30 minutes before whisking the powdered sugar and milk together to form an icing and drizzling it onto the bread.
Serve warm. Leftovers can be reheated in the microwave.
Recipe found HERE! And I must admit to being quite smitten with Joy the Baker. She seems cool, fun, and completely good at what she does... and she is willing to share her great ideas and great ideas she finds with us lowly quickbread experts (which BTW is the only thing I ever bake. lol! That's right folks. I don't bake my own bread. In fact, bread that turns out eatable in my house is considered a MAJOR accomplishment.) I am excited to explore her site more and see what other bites of goodness she has to offer!
A heart mug that my dh, (who I am completely and utterly over the moon for... even after 10 years) got me for Valentine's day to go along with my current red mug addiction. He knows me well.
And some general sweetness. (Isn't he cute??)
Thank you all for being in my life! This blog has filled a place for me that I didn't even know existed. I love sharing with you, reading about your families, and getting ideas from the wealth of wonderful people I have met in my blogging journeys.
Happy Valentine's Day to all!
Seeing clearly now.
I have worn glasses since I was 14. I needed them about 9. When I finally got them, I started making exclamations about what I could see to my mom on the way home from the optometrist: "MOM! I didn't know there was a stop sign at the end of our street!", "The trees... they are so close, and so GREEN!"... and my mom started crying. I had had headaches for years and we were thinking something was really wrong... but it wasn't. I just couldn't see.
See the fun stuff that Cyan added to my birthday cookies? I could only eat half of one before I had to stop. lol... that is a SWEET birthday gift.
And in other news: I think I got the hang of hooping! I did it for about 2 hours yesterday and OMG is it FUN! I realised that to really get yourself going you need music like Fat Boy Slim, or Black Eyed Peas. Something bumpin'. I don't have cool little videos to show yet, but I am getting a few tricks and learning. It has been great so far... except for the bruises. They look awful! (much worse than in the picture IRL) Both my hips are littered with purple and red bruises and my entire waist has red marks all the way around it and is slightly swollen. Yikes!! I got my kids a hoop the same time I got mine and Cyan is sporting the same 'training marks'. Poor baby. Neither of us are wearing tight pants today. I have to ask my hooping friend if this is normal. But I am guessing that my body will get used to it just like any other training and I will be sporting tank tops while hooping before summer. :D
At first I was overreacting. I really was. I was getting looks from my nearest and dearest like "You have to replace the roof and sink and fence of a 1950's house and you are surprized by that?"
Now they just look on with sympathy.
I am freaking out here.