All the Sun For You

A mom, two boys, a husband, and a whole lot of adventure!


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Quick Updates!

It has been a while since I’ve blogged – we’ve been super busy.  Between my grandpa’s funeral and getting ready for our trip, it seems like there’s never a moment to just sit and “do nothing.”

Because Matthew will wake up in a matter of minutes, I’m sure, I’m going to do a big bullet list update.  I apologize in advance for this 😉

  • B was out-of-town all last week until last Friday, and goodness was his return wonderful!  Matthew missed him like crazy but also wasn’t surprised to see him Friday afternoon when B went in to get him from his nap (he came home while Matthew slept).  This made me feel WONDERFUL knowing that Matthew was secure the whole time, knowing that “Daddy will be back soon.”
  • We spent the weekend running errands for the trip, and also found some time to meet B’s mom for lunch on Saturday.  It was nice to see her – Matthew puts on quite the show for B’s parents because they truly focus on HIM the entire time we’re with them.  It’s fun to watch!  It is not like this with my parents, which is sad.
  • We went home Sunday for my grandpa’s funeral and the visitation and funeral were very nice.  There is a whole post to write about this, as my parents are just so strange and handled things with little to no communication, leaving all of the grandchildren confused about goings-on for the weekend.  There were some very disappointing moments, but all-in-all, it was wonderful to see the family come together to send Grandpa off.  He looked terrific, and it felt good knowing that he’s with my grandma in heaven right now!
  • Lily (the cat) seems to be doing just great – as if there’s nothing wrong with her at all.  I forget that she’s a possibly very sick kitty.  I’m having a hard time believing it.  😉  She’s snuggled up to me right now and loves spending time with all of us, including Matthew.  I am not worried about her dying while we’re gone.  Not at all.
  • We go on our trip TOMORROW!  I have never been so prepared for a trip in my life!  Matthew has been packed for over a week and I’ve been packed for days.  Everything is ready to go – we just need to get there!
  • I think we have a name for BB2.  YAY!  On the drive home on Sunday, I asked B if he could commit to a name that he really seems to like.  He agreed as long as we can change our minds if something else jumps out at us (it won’t – I don’t believe it’s possible).  BB2 will be “Bryson Lawrence” or “Bryson Theodore” unless something else grabs our attention.  “Lawrence” is my dad’s name, and his mother’s maiden name.  “Theodore” is my paternal grandfather’s middle name and goes back a long way in the family.  Tough decision.  I wanted to name BB2 “Theo Lawrence” but B said no  🙂
  • BB2/Wilson/Bryson is very active – way more active than Matthew was.  He’s beating me up on a regular basis.  He is all over the place and likes to make his presence known and remembered!
  • B scheduled a “man trip” to Kentucky with his best friend (men don’t call them best friends, but I do!) the weekend after we get back.  I am really excited about this!  He needs a road trip desperately – and he needs to just go with no commitments and reservations to be held to.  I expect him to come home VERY happy!
  • I MUST get started on figuring out the “room situation” for the boys the week after we get back.  Move Matthew into a new room, or put BB2 in the new room?  I prefer to move Matthew into a new, awesome room!  Lots to do… lots to do…
  • A HUGE thank you to all of you who have left such nice, supportive comments on both my Lily and Grandpa posts!  This community is so wonderful, so caring, so important.  I appreciate every word I read from all of you.  Thank you!

And in the spirit of quick lists and updates, here are some photos of the most recent happenings in our house.

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Circle of Life

With the good comes the bad.

My favorite cat (I know you’re not supposed to have favorites, but I do, and I’m not ashamed to admit it) is diabetic.  I’ve mentioned this before.  She is my bestie, my love, my girl.  As I write this, crying, she’s snuggling up and plucking my chest as she purrs with delight, nudging her head gently against mine.  Her diabetes have always caused us a lot of concern, but it’s been manageable and actually has been in remission for a long time.  I pay close attention to her though, even when her diabetes seem to be on a break.  Paying close attention has its pros and cons.  With the pros come the cons.

The con came last week when I weighed her.

I’ve noticed her seeming a bit thinner (for her – she started at 15 pounds!) and have I’ve sort of ignored it.  I had a cat prior to her (the BEAR, who was my very first kitty) who was a very sick kitty, and when he would lose weight, it meant bad things were going on.  I only had the BEAR for 4.5 years before I lost him to hypotrophic cardiomyopathy.  That was so hard on my heart (and his, obviously) and Lily’s weight loss spiraled my mind back to those days when the BEAR was so sick.  I finally weighed her last week and I figured that she’d lost about 1.5-2 pounds since her last vet visit 6 months prior.  This was not good.  I knew it.  Despite ignoring the vet reminder cards for a month to bring her in for her 6 month check, I knew it was time to get her checked out.  I scheduled an appointment that day for the following Monday, figuring that I’d enjoy the weekend before getting the potential bad news.

I got the news today.  When we went in yesterday, Dr. D seemed alarmed.  Lily has lost 2.5 pounds since September and although he’s thrilled with her diabetes remission, he just seemed concerned.  He mentioned that that type of weight loss is not good, and I said I already knew that.  We talked about the BEAR and what weight loss usually means, and I cried.  Dr. D didn’t say much to make me feel better.  I think he knew that things were not good, and he knows that sugar-coating is not my thing.  He drew blood and said he’d call me the next day, but that on physical exam she looks great, so if there is a problem, it should show up in the blood work.

Dr. D called today.  We will be going in for x-rays on Thursday to look for tumors – tumors that will likely be malignant but may not show up on x-rays.  I knew when he called that things were not good.  He didn’t pump me full of hope, he said he wants to do the basics to get a diagnosis but that things are pointing to cancer (likely lymphoma) and that the blood work would imply that it’s agressive.  God.  I asked if x-rays could wait until we’re in Florida and he said no, let’s do it now so that if they can treat her while she’s there for a week, that that would be preferred.  I agree.

People say things to me like, “I don’t get cats.  I don’t get how you can love a cat.”  But my response is, “do you get dogs?  Do you get animals?  It’s the same thing – it’s the same love – just for a different species.”  A very large chunk of my heart is aching right now, knowing what’s coming, and it’s debilitating.  Dr. D and I talked about treatment and he says that there really isn’t much to do but make the time she has (unknown at this point) as comfy as possible.  There’s no way to know how much time she has – it could be months, it could be a couple of years.  We’re already on borrowed time with her diabetes, so I don’t assume it’s a long time we have left together.  The minute her life gets hard is the minute I will let her go.  Just typing that is upsetting, but it’s the truth.  She’s been too good to me to go a minute longer than is comfortable for her.

So there it is.  We’re going to Dis.neywo.rld, and my favorite cat probably has cancer.  While we’re in Dis.neywo.rld, my favorite cat will be “at the spa” being watched over closely by people who love her and take good care of her, while I worry about her.

My dad, the realist when it comes to these things (even though he still can’t talk about losing the BEAR without tearing up), texted me, “:( but remember the circle of life.”  My parents can really irritate me, but I appreciate the realism.  I appreciate the reminder that this is all part of the deal when you have pets.  We love them for as long as we can, and then we let them go.  We sometimes have more time with some than others, but it’s never enough time for us.  Because of that, we do it over, and over, and over again because we love and need their companionship.

Lily is, and always will be, a great companion.

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First Comes Love

PAIL posted a news item today that has a lot of people talking.  I read it first thing this morning, and it struck a chord with what Dr. Dan told me at our last session.  The point of Giuliana Rancic’s comments to US Weekly* was the theme of what Dr. Dan stressed with me, and what I brought home to my husband later that afternoon.  Our relationship, B’s and mine, is #1.  For every decision we make, we must ask, “how does this affect our relationship?”  As I stated last week, if I had been following this sage advice for the last several years, many decisions would have been 10 times easier to make than they were, and most arguments would have been resolved much more quickly.

I’ve never been one to think that children should come first in a marriage.  I was raised by parents who were fiercely devoted to one another, even though they fought like cats and dogs.  I remember asking my dad one night before bed, “are you and Mommy going to get divorced?”  They had been in a really bad place of constant fighting, and my older sister and I were becoming very concerned.  I think I was 6 or 7 at the time.  My dad’s response is not what many parents would have responded with.  I remember it to this day, and it’s (usually) been central to my own relationship.  My dad did not say, “no, I love you kids too much.”  No no.  He said, “no, I love your mother too much.”

Have you any idea how that one little answer put our minds and hearts at ease?  I remember feeling the tension leave my body after he said that.  I believed him – I knew he was telling me the truth and not just saying something that he thought I wanted to hear.  I kissed him goodnight and fell asleep happy, and I remember NEVER worrying about them getting a divorce again.  My older sister remembers this all very clearly as well (we shared a room and she was in the twin bed next to me when I asked my dad this).

I try very hard to put our marriage first, but I fail miserably.  B and I just talked about this the other day.  He works his tail off for our family so that I can stay home with Matthew.  I work my tail off at home with Matthew from 7:00 AM until bedtime each night (8:15 PM) with the only break being nap time (1.5-2.5 hours) – and during that break I do laundry, or dishes, or pick up the house, etc. before I actually take a break.   By the time B comes home, he is spent, and I am spent.  I am so tired from being in “mom mode” for the past 13 hours that I just want to be left to myself.  B is so tired from being in “work mode” for the past 13 hours (he gets up super early to work before going to work, and then works into many of the evenings as well) that he just wants to sit in the quiet.  We usually plop down on the sofa and decompress – separately.

This is not good.

We’re working on this.  We’re talking about it.  We’re fixing it.  What we have been doing is putting our child first, ourselves next, and each other last.  This is absolutely not OK with either one of us, and I’m so glad we talk about it as often as we do.  We are not living the model of marriage that we want to be living, and we’re both to blame (but I do think that I am more to blame, because I can be too much like my mom at times and just totally withdraw).

Over the last several weeks, we have both been making an effort to put our marriage first.  We send nice texts back and forth throughout the day, and skype/chat online when there’s a chance.  B leaves notes for me on the counter if he heads out super early, telling me to have a great day and that he loves me.  B works from home more often than he used to in the mornings so that we can have breakfast as a family (this is AWESOME and I know that we are so very fortunate that this is possible!).  I ask B to meet us for lunch and he most certainly does if he can.  And the most important change is this – after Matthew is in bed, I come out of his room to find my husband sitting at the table waiting for me, often times with a dessert and/or tea, and we sit down and talk to one another.  We focus on one another.  We ask about each others’ days and challenges.

Every time I go to see Dr. Dan, he has some wonderful tool/tip to share with me that will make our relationship stronger.  He will grab his clip board and sharpie and I get excited – because I know that he is going to give me some wonderful little nugget of advice that is going to keep me on my toes once I get home to B.  Most of the tools that Dr. Dan shares with me are immediately brought home and shared with B – and this one that I’m going to share with you is one that B and I discussed at great length the day that I got it (at my very first session).

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This is the triangle of marriage/relationships.  Before Dr. Dan presented this to me, he asked me what my perception of marriage was and I said, “the 7 year itch.”  Surprisingly, he said, “that is true, and here’s why.”  He then drew and walked me through this triangle.

When you first meet one another, you start at the lower left point of the triangle and move upward, usually quickly, up the side of “feeling and passion.”  This is the phase of your early/new relationship where you can’t get enough of each other, you want to be together ALL.THE.TIME.  You then come down the “thoughts and intimacy” side of the triangle (intimacy being closeness, not sex) and this is where you really connect with one another and decide if being together is what you really, really want.  You then turn the corner into “behaviors and commitment,” and this side of the triangle is where you focus your time and energy on paying the bills, going to work, raising the kids, etc.  Getting around the triangle takes about…. 7 years.  This is why people refer to the “7 year itch” of marriage.

When you round the triangle clockwise in full (usually within 6-7 years of knowing your spouse), you are looking for passion and feeling again – but it’s not necessarily there because you’ve been spending several years just tending to your responsibilities.  This is why people cheat and have affairs – because they want the passion again but don’t know how to get it with their spouse.

What you need to do when you get back to the lower left point of the triangle is turn around, and go counter-clockwise backwards.  In other words, you need to focus on thoughts and intimacy to reconnect with one another.  Once you’ve done this (and this is VERY hard to do because you’ve heard each others’ stories, you’ve created stories together, etc.), then the “passion and feeling” will return and it will be wonderful and easy.  Working your way UP the thoughts/intimacy side of the triangle is truly an upward climb (hence the ladder in the photo) and takes a lot of work – it takes a LOT of reconnecting.

Reconnecting is what B and I are doing right now.  We are both committed to this.  We are both making GOOD efforts to reconnect with one another.  Reconnecting takes more than a weekly date night – it takes daily work.  Some days, we aren’t able to do it – we just aren’t.  Some days, there’s just no reconnecting.  But most days, there is.  Most days, we focus on our thoughts and intimacy and really build our team and make it stronger.

I don’t know how any couple can do this – can build and keep a strong connection – when putting their children first.  I just don’t.  Dr. Dan has stated this to me time and time again, and it makes me feel great that I’ve known this and believed it all along, and just needed reminding.  I’m so glad that my dad taught me this at the tender age of 6 or 7.  And I’m glad that B and I are teaching our children this right now.  Our children won’t have strong relationships themselves unless they have a strong relationship at home to look to.

Marriage first, children second.  Of course Matthew’s basic needs (food, water, shelter, cleanliness, health, etc.) always come first for both of us – ALWAYS.  But that’s not what Guiliana was talking about.  That’s not what my dad was talking about.  That’s not what Dr. Dan talks about.  The spousal relationship must always come first so that a strong, loving foundation is there for our children, and for us, to feel safe and secure within.

“First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes baby in a baby carriage.”

Words to live by!

* I do not pay attention to US Weekly, or any other celebrity gossip column for that matter, so this “story” was not on my radar until PAIL put it there.  Yes, I live under a rock, but I prefer it that way  😉  Of course, I am not passing judgement on anyone who does enjoy celebrity gossip – I enjoy a nice long line at the checkout counter at the grocery store once in a while so I can catch up on it too!


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20 Questions Answered

PAIL asked us to do this fun little game of 20 questions to help bring an interruption to the silence that seems to be lurking in the blogosphere.  Happy to do my part!

  • What was the last thing you threw in the garbage/recycling? – Yet another berry container.  This boy of ours goes through so many berries in a day, especially blueberries, that I’m recycling a container at least once a day.  Add my love of berries into the mix, and I bet we recycle 1.5 containers a day.
  • What’s the #1 most played song on your iPod? – No iPods in this house, thank you very much!  That would be like a sales guy for Coca Cola drinking a Pepsi.  Just plain WRONG!  I think the #1 song we listen to is “Mermaid” by Train which we play for Matthew on our Windows8 Phones almost constantly.
  • What is your favorite quote?“Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.” – Plato.  This is so important to remember on a moment-to-moment basis, but I’m not good at remembering it all the time.
  • What chore do you absolutely hate doing? – Cleaning.  This caused us a great deal of stress during our days of dating.  If I was in the mood to clean, B would not be – and vice versa.  For my wedding present (almost 6 years ago, B hired a cleaning service for one year.  I told him then that this was a lifetime commitment – and not a 1 year gift.  He agreed.  We’ve removed that stress from our relationship and marriage – and it is worth the cost every other week!
  • What is your favorite form of exercise? – Running and kickboxing are my favorites ways to get in shape.  I think they’re both important because they work different muscle groups and burn calories differently.  I met B through kickboxing, so that will always be my favorite!  Resistance training and weight lifting should be on my list, but I find them boring.
  • What is your favorite time of day/day of the week/month of the year? – My favorite day of the week is Wednesday, because Matthew has gymnastics which gets us up and moving early and out and about.  My favorite month of the year is June – not too hot yet, and nicely cool in the evenings for outside activities!  My favorite time of day is right after Matthew’s afternoon nap when he’s refreshed and super excited to play!
  • What is on your bedside table? – Laptop, remotes, baby monitor, lube, and my WindowsPhone.  No, I’m kidding about the lube.  Honestly (it’s in the bathroom)!
  • What is your favorite body part? – HA!  Umm… I think the most attractive thing to me in men are their shoulders and arms.  I love nicely shaped shoulders and arms.  On my own body, my favorite body part are my fingers – they’re long and I can wear wide rings because of them (but they were no help to me when learning how to play the piano!).
  • Would you use the power of invisibility for good or evil? Elaborate.  – “Evil,” I think.  I would use it to be a fly on the wall, so I guess that’s evil.  I wouldn’t reveal anything I heard while listening in (except to B, because you’ve got to tell someone!), but eavesdropping is evil, isn’t it?
  • If you could choose to stay a certain age forever, what age would it be?  – I would probably choose to stay 30 forever because that’s how old I was when I met B and we had the time of our lives that year!
  • What is the first thing you would do if you won the lottery? – I would pay off our debts in full – house and cars.  I would then put heaps of money into education accounts for each of my own kids, and the kids of our siblings.  I think I would then save the rest after taking a very nice trip somewhere for a very long time!
  • What is your biggest pet peeve? – Dishonesty.  I am honest to a fault (I’ll tell you the truth even if you don’t want to hear it), so when others are blatantly dishonest, I can’t handle it.  I can’t get over it.  I also can’t stand bold arrogance.
  • If you could know the answer to any question, what would it be? – I would want to know if there’s anything after death.  Logic tells me no, but hope tells me yes.  I would like to know.
  • At what age did you become an adult? – 26 – without elaborating, this is the age when I really realized what it meant to take responsibility for my own actions.
  • Recommend a book, movie, or television show in three sentences or less. – This is probably going to sound redundant to others, but Downton Abbey.  I cannot get enough of it (but will be finishing it up tonight, sniff sniff), and you won’t either.  It is fabulous!
  • What did you do growing up that got you into trouble? – Fighting with my sisters got me into big trouble.  It got us all into trouble.  My mom just “couldn’t understand why (we) girls would fight.”  BECAUSE WE ARE SISTERS AND WE’RE YOUR DAUGHTERS!  Enough said!
  • What was the first album you bought with your own money? – I don’t know, but I bet it was Bon Jovi New Jersey, or something awesome like that!
  • If someone wrote a book about you, what would be the title?You Really do Mellow with Age
  • What story do you wish your family would stop telling about you? – Well, it’s not necessarily a story, but a skill?  I took French for 6 years and can’t speak a lick of it, but the one thing I did get out of the class was how to say animal sounds in French.  My parents would have me “do French animal sounds” at the table for dinner guests, family members, etc.  They still bring it up, and it’s not awful, but I’m so past it!  Clearly they’re not!
  • True or false: The unicorn is the greatest mythical creature. State your case.  Totally FALSE.  I do not like unicorns one bit, and never have.  I think they’re creepy and weird.  My favorite mythical creature is the leprechaun – being a St. Patrick’s Day baby and all!
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Seriously Creepy!


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Little Reminders

I had a counseling session this morning.  B rearranged meetings so that he could stay with Matthew while I went.  I always appreciate that because B is super busy with work, especially right now.  I schedule my appointments at 8:00 so that I impact his day as little as possible, but conflicts, like today, do come up.  He needed me home at 9:10 so that he could get on a call that he was leading, so Dr. D and I planned ahead and stopped a bit early.

I don’t come right home, usually, and tell B about what Dr. D and I discussed.  I usually wait for an appropriate time and don’t want to bombard him with it, especially when he has to be on a call.  I was very anxious today, though, to share what we discussed because it was an “ah ha!” moment for me.  I stopped to get him some coffee on the way home and was back in time for B to get on his call.  B had Matthew all cleaned up for the day when I got home (even teeth brushed, which is not the “funnest” thing in the world to do), which I really appreciated.  He went off for his call, and I hopped in the shower.

Shortly afterwards, he came into the bathroom and sat down on the floor to play with Matthew.  I asked when his next call was, and we had 15 minutes to chat so I told him what Dr. D and I discussed.  And it’s this simple.  Every couple needs to find the bottom line between them – when it comes to arguments, decisions, plans, etc. – there is a bottom line.  The bottom line is, “what is most important to you as a couple”  Dr. D says that most healthy couples agree that their bottom line is their relationships with each other and their children, and then to those around them.  But central to every decision, every argument, every everything – your relationship with one another usually is (and should be) the bottom line between a couple.  If you can agree on that, then arguments, decisions, discussions will go much, much smoother when you keep that in mind.

This is a no-brainer.  I told Dr. D that had I known this before, I would have bought a sectional for our basement a year ago.  He chuckled.  I told him that a sectional in our basement would improve our relationship very much – there is plenty of room for all of us to stretch out and spend time together.  (I usually take 2/3 of the sofa and B gets 1 corner to himself = not comfortable for him = not desirable to spend time together down there.)  We bought a sectional this past Sunday, after 2+ years of discussion.  Two and a half years!  We put that decision off because, “what if we move and there’s no room for it?  It’s a sunk cost.”  We finally bit the bullet and we bought it.  Had we simply asked ourselves how the purchase would affect our relationship, we would have bought it a very long time ago.

And what do you know?  Yesterday, career discussions came up again.  We’re not taking this latest round too seriously because B had already started talking yesterday about what Dr. D discussed with me today.  B feels that this is the time for us to work on building our family here, and focusing on our two boys and each other.  And when you look at it from that perspective, and you think about our bottom line, moving right now is NOT the right decision.  It’s just THAT simple.  I feel much better about decisions like this in the future as long as I keep our bottom line top of mind.  Apparently, my husband is already doing this.

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When I was talking with Dr. D today, I told him that B is one of those techy guys who can get anything to work.  This was an issue last night for us as we were trying to watch Downt.on Abb.ey on PBS through our Xbox and it wasn’t working.  B was hell-bent on making it work, and I couldn’t help but wonder if part of his determination was his worry that I was upset that it wasn’t working.  I made sure he knew that I didn’t care and suggested we just eat and figure it out later.  Anyway, B got it figured out (of course he did) and we were all setup.

I appreciate this about B more than he probably knows.  He is very technical and can truly fix anything.  I had a cheap little thumb drive go bad once that had MY.ENTIRE.LIFE on it and when it failed me, I freaked out beyond your wildest imagination.  I was a wreck over it, but B said he’d figure out a way to get the data.  I figured if anyone could do it, it was him so I just left him to his devices and went into the other room.  Within an hour, he had it working again just long enough to transfer all of the data to a laptop (which was then immediately backed up onto our server) before it crashed permanently.

I’m a lucky gal!  I know this.

Today, after our conversation about our bottom line, B headed for another call and I got cleaned up in the bathroom.  Matthew was being SUPER cute so I grabbed my phone to take a quick photo – and it flew out of my hand and onto the tile floor (face down).  I knew without looking at it that this was the final straw for this phone – that it had been through so much before but that this forceful toss was what would do it in if something was going to.  And it did.  The screen is completely shattered.

I went down to B’s office and hollered through the door that I needed to go to AT.T soon to get a new phone (we carry insurance on our phones) before nap time.  He quickly said not to do that and that we’d talk in a bit.  By the time he was off the phone, he had a video ready to watch on how to fix it, the part found and ready to be ordered, and my data all being backed up.  He also got out my old phone (with a minorly cracked screen) and immediately started setting it up again.  He put off everything he had to do this morning to get me backed up, back “online,” and the parts on the way so he can fix my phone ASAP (if possible – it may not work).

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B sometimes surprises me.  He knew our bottom line before I did, and he handled what normally would have been a HORRIBLE stressor for me in a way that kept me calm and happy.  When I stress about technology, I am not nice.  I do take my frustrations out on him.  I admit it.  I become filled with rage and have a hard time controlling my temper.  B is used to this, he’s figured me out, and he handles me perfectly.

I was reminded twice today, within an hour of one another, not why I love B so much, but what makes him so special amd me so lucky to have him!


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An Anniversary Dinner

So the 26th was my 1 year blogiversary.  Who knew?!  I cooked up an awesome dinner, and I’d like to say I did it for my anniversary, but alas, I did not.  It just worked out that way!

We’ve been cooking a lot more at home these days.  We really enjoy it – and it was something we used do regularly together prior to having children.  These days, we divide and conquer.  But last night, it was all me.

A little background – we had a fantastic dinner downtown last Friday while celebrating Wilson’s clear ultrasound, and the side dish was parsnip potato mash.  It was awesome, but obviously potatoes are not something we want to be making at home.  We headed to Wh.o.le Foo.ds on Saturday and bought parsnips, not knowing what in the world we’d do with them.  We figured I’d sort it out later (famous last words with produce!).

So when it came time to cook yesterday, I decided steaks would be our meal and I’d come up with something to do with the parsnips.  Then I got a wild hair that I should just try to re-create the entire entrée from last weekend, because well, we both loved it.  So that is what I did.

An internet search for “parsnip mash” yielded many results, mostly with potatoes, but this parsnip-apple mash sounded right up my alley… and I had lots of apples in my fridge.  My parsnip mash did not end up white like Martha’s, but it was so tasty!

I decided that we had mushrooms so let’s go all out and make a rich mushroom sauce.  I usually just saute them up with garlic, pepper, and salt and call it a day, but I wanted to make an awesome sauce.  I got on BING and searched for “awesome mushroom sauce.”  I’m not kidding – that was my search, and this little dandy popped up.  It included a method for cooking the steaks as well – so I was all set.  AND?  I had all of the necessary ingredients for both recipes in my fridge, ready to go.

I got the mash started (sautéing the parsnips and apples) and then moved onto the mushrooms.  Once they were going, I started the steaks.  Everything was done at 6:03 (we usually eat at 6:00) and we were sitting down to dinner at 6:06.  PERFECT!

I’m not one to post recipes because I don’t think my cooking is all that great (B would disagree, but I would then disagree in return), but this?  This was fantastic!  The only deviations I made from the steak and mushroom recipe were using an espresso balsamic instead of regular balsamic, topping the steaks with espresso salt as well as the called-for rosemary and pepper, and using baby bella mushrooms because that’s what we had at home.

Usually, recipes like this cost a fortune because I need to run to the store to buy things – but I had the steaks in my freezer (thank you, Wallace Farms!), the parsnips and mushrooms in the fridge, and the special balsamic in the pantry.

Happy blogiversary to me!

Dinner is served!

Dinner is served!

(I am posting the text of the recipes here in case they ever leave the internet.  I don’t want to lose these little gems!)

Parsnip-Apple Mash

Ingredients:

  • 3 tablespoons cold unsalted butter
  • 2 pounds parsnips, peeled and sliced into 1/2-inch-thick rounds
  • 1 pound tart apples (about 3), such as Granny Smith, peeled and cut into 1-inch cubes
  • 2 1/2 cups water
  • Coarse salt

Directions

  1. Melt 2 tablespoons butter in a large heavy skillet over medium heat. Cook parsnips in a single layer until just golden on bottoms, about 10 minutes. Flip, and add apples, water, and 1  1/4 teaspoons salt. Raise heat to medium-high, and simmer, covered, until parsnips and apples are very soft, about 20 minutes.
  2. Remove from heat, and let stand, covered to retain moisture, until slightly cooled, about 5 minutes. Puree mixture in a blender until smooth. With machine running, add remaining tablespoon butter.

Steak with Mushrooms and Awesome Sauce

Ingredients:

Steak:

  • 2 sixteen ounce rib eye steaks, about 1 1/2 inches thick
  • Coarsely cracked black peppercorns
  • Dried rosemary

Mushroom Saute

  • 3 1/2 tablespoons olive oil
  • 2 garlic cloves, minced
  • 3/4 teaspoon dried rosemary
  • 5 ounces fresh whole oyster mushrooms, trimmed
  • 5 ounces fresh whole shiitake mushrooms, stems trimmed
  • 2 1/2 tablespoons balsamic vinegar or red wine vinegar

Awesome Sauce (My name, not Bon Apetit’s)

  • 1/4 cup canned beef broth

Directions:

  1. Start by rubbing the steaks with the peppercorns and rosemary and letting them sit for a little bit. I don’t think the sitting accomplishes anything other than making you really really want steak. I substituted fresh rosemary for dried and used more than the amount called for, which certainly looked nicer on the plate, as you can see below:
  2. The entire dish is fairly simple to cook. For the mushrooms, combine garlic, rosemary, and olive oil and sauté over medium-high heat for about half a minute before tossing in the mushrooms. Cook the mushrooms for 3 minutes or until they start to soften up and then add the balsamic vinegar. Throw in some salt and pepper and the fungi are ready to party.
  3. Meanwhile, in a heavy iron skillet, put about a tablespoon and a half of oil (for every two steaks) over high heat. Cook the steaks for 2 minutes per side, letting them brown. After the outside has browned, turn the heat down to medium-high and cook for another 2-3 minutes on each side, depending on how thick the steaks are and how rare you like them. Before you know it, the steaks are done!
  4. BUT WAIT! There’s more!   Whatever you do, do not slice the steaks immediately. Think of the juices, people! Here’s something to keep you busy while you’re waiting: Awesome Sauce. In the pan in which you just cooked your rib-eyes, there will be deliciously meaty scraps, just itching for a second lease on life. Crack open a can of beef broth, and pour ¼ or ½ cup into that pan. Let it heat, stirring and scraping until it has reduced to a succulent glaze. By the time it’s done and saucy, the steaks will be prime for the slicing.
  5. Order them like this: steak, glaze, mushrooms. Consume. Celebrate heartily.


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Detox

The below is simply an explanation of my own issues with social media in general.  It in no way is passing judgement on anyone in particular – it is just describing what makes me very uncomfortable about the direction of social media and certain SM outlets.

B and I seem to be rather in tune with each other when it comes to detoxing our lives.  We talk quite often about the “noise” in our lives that interferes with our happiness.  We talk about toxins that go into our bodies and how to best avoid them.  We talk about the good things we’ll do to help detox our lives of all sorts of poisons and interference.

Moving into the Paleo lifestyle again was one of our joint efforts in detoxing our lives.  When we do these things together, we are more successful.  B tried going Paleo in January and I wasn’t there yet (I was still loving McDonald’s too much – truly) and it just didn’t work for him.  When I came to him a few weeks ago and said, “it’s time for me to do Paleo again,” he was beyond thrilled.  He asked me how serious I was, and I said, “very.”   That’s all he needed to hear.  Since that discussion, I’ve only spent 3 days off track and am doing better than he is (it’s not a competition, but I know I’m doing well when I’m sticking to something better than he is because he is darned good at sticking to things).  The Paleo lifestyle has become so easy for me that I’m not logging my food intake anymore.  I just know what to do – and how to get to my target of 1850 calories a day.  It’s easy.

I stick to it.  And I feel good.  I feel clean.

Feeling this good in body makes me want to feel that good in spirit as well.  This brings me back to my opening paragraph.  B and I talk about toxins in our daily lives quite a bit and we know what types of things are poisons to me.  It is very obvious to him and myself when negative energy is around me. I’m just… different.  He hasn’t said anything at all lately about any negative energy, but I can feel it, which means that he can feel it.  If he can feel it, can Matthew feel it too?  One has to wonder.

One of the things that B and I have established as a major toxin in my life is gossip.  This is why I can’t talk to my mother very often.  Honestly.  All she wants to do when I call (or visit) is talk negatively about other people, and she just goes from one topic to the next with very few positive things to say.  It drives me crazy and makes me feel dirty.  I am like any woman who enjoys a good chat – and yes, a good gossip session – but I don’t enjoy it all the time.  I don’t like hearing about the ghastly things people I hardly know have done or said.  I don’t like hearing about how un-cute my mom thinks someone’s child is.  I don’t like being reminded of how negative my mother is.  I don’t like thinking, “if she talks like this about so-and-so, what is she saying about me when she talks to others?”  In all fairness, I don’t think my mom likes talking to me much either, because I usually chime in and say, “I don’t agree – I don’t think she meant it that way,” for example when she’s going off on something someone said to someone she knows that she didn’t hear first hand.  😉

So I just don’t talk to her much.  And I feel good.  I feel clean.

Another thing that we have noticed to be a serious toxin in my life is, what I feel, the “arrogant” behavior of others.  I will read something online and tell B all about it when he comes home, and I’ll explain why what I read upset me so much.  Faceb.ook is one of these things that can trigger lots of irritation in me.  I hate FB – I always have.  I think, for the most part, FB is used by people to make their lives seem much more awesome than they really are.  There is nothing more irritating (to me) than someone posting some cutesy little anecdote in an attempt to gain attention.  Or how about the vague posts that are meant to pique the readers’ interest in hopes that they’ll ask leading questions, again in an attempt to gain attention?  Or, one of my favorites, the posts that toot the person’s own horn for something so incredibly irritating, that I can’t move past it soon enough?  I often joke that FB was created for people who want their lives to appear shiny and fresh – and admirable – to all of their 5,000 “friends.”

I am on FB, but I’ve taken a hiatus or two because it just got to be too much.  I’ve noticed that it’s not near as bad as it used to be, but there are still those posts that make me want to run far, far away for a very long time.  I post photos to FB for my family and friends – and that’s about it.  It’s the only way my family gets to see Matthew growing up.  Beyond that, unless there’s some public awareness item I rarely post (like Keiko’s post the other day on Personhood), status updates don’t come from me much.  I like it that way.  I enjoy seeing everyone’s photos very much on FB – I really do – but status updates about what you made for dinner, or how awesome you are at your job (yes – I have seen these from “friends”), or how talented your kid is because he stood on one leg today – I don’t enjoy seeing that.

So I take FB in stride and only read updates when I’m in the mood.  And I feel good.  I feel clean.

I have noticed that Twitter has become a toxin in my life.  Where FB is where people go to glorify their lives, I am noticing that Twitter is where they seem to go to vent all sorts of frustrations, big and quite small.  I am not the type of person who likes knowing and reading those things.  I don’t like reading complaints about marriages, or siblings, or parents, or friends.  I don’t care what people put on Twitter, but I don’t want to “consume” it.  I stayed away from Twitter for years because I just didn’t “get it” (and maybe I still don’t!).  When I started blogging, I assumed that ‘Twitter was where it’s at’ and I wondered if I should give it a try.  B encouraged me to try it out, saying it could be fun.

So I tried it.

And I’m over it.

Just like FB, Twitter is affording me a view of people that I don’t necessarily want to see.  And I feel nosey reading it.  There are so many posts that I don’t think should be out there – there are things being shared very publicly that people wouldn’t even share with me if we ran into each other at Starbu.cks.  Posts about family being assholes (and believe me, my family is capable of being assholes, as am I!).  Posts about fights that are currently happening with a spouse (and believe me, B and I can fight like cats and dogs too).  Posts about other people’s TTC efforts not belonging to the author of the tweet (what, what, what?  But wait – I actually did this once).  I just think that some things should still be sacred and if those things are shared (which is perfectly OK), they should be shared with a limited audience – and maybe best in person or via phone.

What I’m seeing on Twitter sometimes is making me view people differently than I’d like to view them.  I do think this is very much my own issue – how I want to view people doesn’t translate to how people should (or do) want to be viewed.  I just like having positive images of people in my mind.  If I’m going to hear about their fights with their spouse, family, friends, etc., I’d rather hear it in person or via phone than read it on twitter.  If it’s something that the person wouldn’t share with me personally, then I feel dirty reading it on social media outlets of any kind.

So I deactivated my Twitter account.  And I feel good.  I feel clean.

I feel like my little detox effort is going to pay off in spades.  My body feels good.  My mind will feel good.  I spent way too much time reading Twitter updates.  I could have been spending that time with Matthew doing something fun and constructive for him.  When I think of all the time I’ve wasted in the mornings, especially, reading Twitter while he’s played by himself, it breaks my heart.  And let’s face it – I was one of the LEAST active Tweeps out there – so I can’t imagine the real time suck it would have been if I had really been into Twitter.  It became a bit of an addiction and for what reason, I’ll never know.  Maybe I didn’t want to miss out on anything.  Maybe I was sickeningly drawn to other people’s drama.  Maybe I wanted to have an instant connection to others whenever I felt the need.  I don’t really know.  What I do know is that it’s not good for me at all.  It was time to step away.

I gave it a try.  I didn’t like it.  And I learned that Twitter, most certainly, is not where it’s at for me!


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Naming BB2

When we named Matthew, it was easy.  It was a slam dunk, actually.  I had a list of names, Matthew was at the top of that list, and B had an old childhood friend named “Matt” who was truly his best friend.  Sadly, Matt passed away when he and B were in college and that left a hole in B’s heart forever.  When we discussed names early on while dating, I mentioned “Matthew,” he agreed to it whole-heartedly, and we were set.  All we needed was a boy, and we got him!  Matthew’s middle name is my younger sister’s nickname, so it truly was THAT EASY to  name him.

BB2 – not so much.

We have gone round and round on what to name BB2.  I have offered up this list of names:

  • Bauer (I LOVE this!)
  • Bennett (I love it but is gaining in popularity)
  • Charlie
  • Coleman
  • Elliott
  • Gatzby (the response I got was, “What?”
  • Henry (I love this, but it is super popular right now)
  • Hugo (LOVE!)
  • Liam
  • Luke
  • Leo
  • Lincoln
  • Noah
  • Peter
  • Theo
  • Tobin
  • Simon
  • William
  • Winston

All vetoed, and rather quickly.

When we were at a restaurant on Super Bowl Sunday discussing names, I brought up “William” again.  B was expressing why it wasn’t the name for BB2 and this guy at the table next to us chimed in and asked, “What about Wilson?”  We looked at each other and you could just tell that we both liked it!  I was excited!  This meant I could still call him “Will” if I wanted.  We agreed to “try the name out” for a bit.

BB2 is referred to in our house as, “Wilson,” and I’ve fallen in love with it.  I’ve gotten very attached to it.  If we decide to not go with “Wilson,” I will have a hard time letting go of that name.  BB2 may always be “Wilson” in my mind, even if he has a different name once he’s born.

We went out for dinner on Saturday for a date night, and I think we discussed names for BB2 the entire time.  B came to the table prepared with suggestions!  Hallelujah!  I didn’t necessarily latch on to any of them, but it was nice that he was suggesting things.  The name he REALLY like is “Franklin,” which is a great name.  BUT – people would call BB2 “Frank” and I can’t live with that.  I’m not a fan of “Matt,” but if Matthew decides to go by that when he gets older, I can live with it.  I cannot live with “Frank.”  Therefore, “Franklin,” as nice as it is, is off the table.

We revisited my list and all of those names are still vetoed (sigh) and I suggested we look into the names of cities in Colorado (don’t laugh at me, Josey!) because we both love Colorado.  Well, guess what names on MY list are names of cities in Colorado?  Two of my favorites – “Hugo” and “Bennett.”  Even with that going for me, those names are still on the veto list  😉

At the end of dinner, I did offer up a name that popped into my head earlier that day.  I wasn’t sure how it would set with B.

“What about Cayman?”

B asked where I came up with that.  I didn’t know.  It had just been floating in my head all day.  Turns out, when we were shopping earlier that day, we walked by a new Porsche and Brian wondered out loud if it was the new 911 or… the “Cayman.”  That’s right, the name that is stuck in my head is the model of a Porsche.  HA!  My dad would be so proud (he is the very proud owner of a 911, which he thinks is the best.car.ever.built)  😉

Turns out that B likes “Cayman,” so we’re thinking about it.  I think “Wilson” is still on the list.  B thinks that “Franklin” is still on the list (it is not).

We’re still no closer to having a name for BB2 – and I have a goal of having him named by this Friday.

Wish me luck!


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How “It’s” (the Diet’s) Going

I’ve been sticking to my modified (for thyroid issues) paleo diet for 4 days now.  I’m logging my food intake here, in case anyone is interested.

I have to say… it’s going well.  VERY well!

When I started this, I almost cried.  We went to Who.le Foo.ds to buy “essentials” and came out of the store with very little because, well, there isn’t much on the list of foods I can eat.  I am limited to most veggies, natural meats, and some fruits.  When we lived the paleo lifestyle last summer, we did allow ourselves to have dairy as long as it was “whole” dairy and nothing processed beyond minimal federal requirements.  This time around, I have cut the dairy.  Completely.  This is by far the hardest part for me.  This part of the diet almost made me cry as I walked out of Who.le Foo.ds with my bags full of… super whole foods!  The milk in my cart was for Matthew.

Going grains-free is not really an issue for me.  Sure, I tend to bulk up on them before starting down the paleo/modified-paleo route, but I can see myself living almost grain-free for the bulk of my life if I would just set my mind to it.  Not eating grains over the last 4 days has been no big deal, aside from the fact that everything “easy” includes grains (pizza, sandwiches, Mexican food).  Once I got past the first day of this, my definition of “easy” went out the window and I came up with easy ways to get calories without needing grains to put them on, essentially.

So how am I making this work?  When I started out on this, I was very concerned that I wouldn’t be able to get creative enough to get all of my required calories in for being a 20-week pregnant gal.  The first day, I failed miserably.  The second day, with B’s help, I almost hit my target and I was thrilled.

The key to this is high-calorie items like meats, avocados, and coconut milk.  I eat grass-fed, all-natural, nitrite-free meat sticks every day in the form of beef, turkey, and salmon (sounds gross, but is wonderful).  We order these, and most other meats, from Wallace Farms and they deliver them to whichever pickup location I select within our area (they deliver to Naperville as well).  Coconut milk has been my saving grace – I pour it over my berries at night and, well, it makes me happy!  I had tried coconut milk yogurt which was OK, but B suggested I put straight coconut milk on my berries and that was the best suggestion ever!  Coconut milk is way cheaper than coconut yogurt, and it’s actually better.  I love it!  We also use it to make mashed cauliflower which is awesome!

How am I feeling?  I feel pretty darned good.  I have a lingering headache which I believe is from caffeine withdrawal.  Besides that, I just feel better and way less bloated.  I was having a lot of stomach pain before I started this and that has all disappeared.  I am still not perfect in the GI area, but it’s getting better and I have to believe that that will improve over time.  I was rather swollen in my legs and face and that has all gone away.  I am stuffier, which I wasn’t expecting having given up dairy, so I think it must be a cold.  Interestingly, but not surprisingly, I have dropped 4.2 pounds in 3 full days of this.  I know that that is not a goal, but I was gaining weight at record speed during this pregnancy and even though my doctor didn’t seem too concerned, they did say that there’s no reason for me to be putting on the weight I was.  It was time for a change – I don’t want to gain 50 pounds while pregnant!  I am now down to “normal” pregnancy weight gain for being 20 weeks pregnant, and feeling way better.  I was just retaining water like a crazy woman!  I noticed on our scale that my water % was going up at the same rate as weight, telling me it was severe water retention.  That number is now back down to my normal levels.

We went out for dinner last night to one of my favorite places of all time.  I think I’ve written about it before – it’s called the Flying Mango.  They have the most incredible smoked brisket on the planet – I am not kidding you.  Their entire menu is rather paleo-friendly, which makes it special to us – but beyond that, it’s just a great place to go!  It’s one of the few restaurant gems we have in DSM, land of the chain restaurants.  😉   I got my brisket and trimmed off all of the fat, got a mashed sweet potato cake, and steamed zucchini and brussels sprouts.  It was divine, and I only missed their decadent corn bread a little.  I didn’t even put BBQ sauce on my meat – I ate it plain Jane and it was perfect!

If I can go to my favorite restaurant and not slip up, I feel like this is more than do-able for the long term.  I do plan on re-introducing whole dairy after the initial 30 days are up, but only in the form of cheese (I miss Chip.ot.le a lot!).  I don’t see myself eating many grains in my future, except on my birthday!  I already told B that there must be an orange mimosa cake waiting for me on St. Patricks Day!