Saturday, February 28, 2015

Book Review - The Hormone Cure by Dr. Sara Gottfried

After reading Trim Healthy Mama, I've been curious more about hormones (they have just one small chapter on them).  There are so many in our body, and it seems that so many health issues can be traced back to hormones (either the lack of or excess levels).  So, what's a girl to do?  Get out some books from the library on them to learn more.  Because the "has to know" geek in me just has to know more so that I can understand them better.

I read a couple books a few years ago, but they were more focused on anti-aging so didn't really apply to this stage in life for me.  This book is more for women my age (but also useful for women menopause and older as well).  I just happened upon this one on the library shelf called The Hormone Cure.

This is book is full of interesting information on the main hormones (cortisol, estrogen, progesterone, androgens, and thyroid) women need in their bodies and how they work (you can skip the how parts if you like).  She also gives quizzes  to help figure out which levels may be low or high depending on symptoms.  Then she gives dietary and lifestyle things you can do to improve your levels, then move to supplements, then to bioidential hormones that can be used as a last resort if optimal levels are not reached by other methods.

She explains the cycle that so many women go through when they go to their doctor.  How hormonal lab levels show to be in "normal" ranges, so the doctor dismisses the symptoms with a "have a nice day".  She treats patients more on symptoms than on lab results and says that although most women will fall into normal levels on lab tests, they don't feel well unless they are at the high end of normal (even above).  Getting a woman to feel well is much more important than saying they are normal due to lab results.  Also having a doctor look into why levels aren't optimal is helpful.

She explains about hormone disruptors (xenoestrogens) and blames them for the earlier and earlier menarche in girls and tells how to reduce and eliminate them from your life.  (pollution, plastics, parabens, phthalates, etc.)  

All in all, a very well written book that I recommend.

Simplicity Parenting - book review

This book was recommended to me by my sister Amy and sister-in-law Reidun, both who thought very highly of it.  I have to agree.  Just good common sense stuff, much needed for this day and age of parenting in a busy, crazy world.  And very practical in terms of how to simplify your life for the health of your children.  I thought our life was pretty simple, but this author goes much further in ways to do so.

He talks a lot about how stress affects a child, and how many kids are labeled with some sort of disorder when the fact of the matter is that by simplifying their lives, their realms can be brought back into focus and manageability.  He encourages us to remember that life isn't a series of "rainbow" experiences, each one better than the last.  Life is boring (which spurns creativity), life is hard (which creates perseverance), but life can also be predictable (which creates security for kids) and harmonious (which creates bonding as a family).

He encourages parents to just spend time with their kids.  Instead of all kinds of extra-curricular activities, just be with them.  That will create the most memories and the most security and trust.  He talks about how too much stuff creates too many choices which creates an entitlement mentality (as well as overwhelming children).  He talks about how we (as a society and as parents) think that giving a child choices will help shape a child's personality/sense of themselves when all it actually does is create the word "more!"  More, more, more!  I'm sure most of us have seen that in our own children and households.  I know I have.

He first encourages parents to get rid of toys (the average child has 150).  He has a list of 10 kinds of toys to get rid of, all of which are good criteria.  Too many toys means a child can't fully engage in any of them.  I've been doing this with our own toys and have found this to be true.  It's less clutter for us all, which is very helpful too.  The less toys a child has, the more (s)he has to use his/her imagination with what they have.  As your child's chaos is reduced, your own stress level as a parent will too.  (Yes, give me some of that!)

He then talks about revamping the rhythm of your home.  By trying to promote a rhythm in your home, things will just flow better and promote security for your children, who will as a result behave better.  One of the simplest thing is to teach manners.  The Golden Rule, please and thank you, speaking with respect, etc.  I always remember the words of Ravi Zacharias who says, "there is never a good enough reason to be unkind."  Keeping those standards high for your children helps them feel secure and cared for.  Rhythm does not mean a schedule that is impossible to keep, but rather guidelines of predictability.  It's also simplifying food choices.  Opt for simple meals, with minimal choices that nourish rather than buying foods that stimulate and entertain (or were advertised on TV). 

Having a "Sabbath" is such a good thing.  Whether is be a rest from work, TV, cell phone availability, internet or whatever is common in your house; take a break.  Have times each day and each week as "distraction-free zones" where you shut stuff off and just be.  Let your kids know that they are your priority, not your tablet or phone.  Look at them when they talk to you.  Good reminders for us all.  When we open up our lives and schedules, it leaves more room for anticipation of other things.  We don't feel so hurried and rushed, and we can enjoy the little moments each day (ourselves and our children).  To fully appreciate the ordinary is an extra-ordinary gift.  This strength of character must be taught, and what a loss it would be if we didn't teach it to our children.  Taking a rest also allows the imagination to work.  It's through boredom and free time that creativity is allowed to flourish.  A child with a good imagination will be able to have fun anywhere, not just with a limited toy or game.  He can create his own games and entertain himself endlessly if given the opportunity.  Playing with others creates back and forth bantering of ideas, thoughts and dreams, each building on the last.  (unlike organized sports where the coaches and parents set the rules and then the kids follow them).  In the randomness of free play, inner flexibility grows.  How awesome is that?!

He doesn't put down organized sports, but instead encourages their limited uses and time frames.  He says that most kids start in kindergarten and are completely burned out by 11.  Instead they should start about 8-10ish and then have something that interests them for their high school years (when they are ready for more of those type of things).  But, make sure your child's home team is always your family, and that time with family trumps time with others (whoever they are).  Be willing to say, "no, thanks" with confidence if opportunities don't fit your family's goals and schedules.

When a child's expectations are always met, it leaves a child's will flaccid and weak.  As parents, we want to meet our child's expectations, in yet this isn't always in their best interest.  Sometimes they have to wait (many years) for things, and this is okay.  Sometimes they have to work hard for what they want (for many years) and this is okay too.  We want children of strength and integrity and yet if we always give them what they want, we leave them with poor behavior and poor skills for life.

Along with that, if we overanalyze what our kids say, we also set them up for failure. Everything they say doesn't have to be profound, or a teachable moment.  Sometimes just let comments be.  Acknowledge and then be quiet.  Sometimes kids learn more by our silence and our listening than by our talking.  Recognize this and realize that often we talk far more than we need to.  In such a noisy "it's all about me, me, me" world, being quiet can bring respite and calm to the chaos.

There's my summary.  Fully enjoyed this book and plan to implement more as I can.

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Black Bean Chili recipe

I got this recipe from my friend Jocelyn many years ago when times were better.  What I like about it is that it doesn't have a tomato base, as so many soups do.  I do like tomato based soups, it just seems that there are so many of them that it gets rather tedious.  This makes a huge pot, enough for 2-3 meals for our family of 7.

2 1/2 c. dry black beans (or one bag)
1/2 c. dry white/navy beans
2 bay leaves
3 c. brown rice/wild rice mixture
1-2 cans diced green chiles
1 - 8oz. bottle mild red taco sauce
3 c. bell peppers, diced (whichever color you like)
2 onions, diced
1/2 garlic bulb, diced/minced

Cover beans with water in your biggest stockpot (or 10 qt. or so)  and soak overnight.  Drain, rinse and add new water.  Cover beans 2 inches higher of water (can also use bone broth/stock) and add bay leaves.  Simmer 1-2 hours on low or until beans are getting soft.   Fish out bay leaves and toss, adding rice.  Keep simmering (about 1 more hour or until rice is cooked) and add the rest of the ingredients and heat thoroughly.  Add more water if it gets too thick.  Serve with cilantro, shredded cheese, sour cream and tortilla chips.  You can also use canned beans, and would likely use about 4 cans of black and 1 can of white.  It's pretty forgiving so you can add or subtract quite a lot if you want. 

Monday, February 23, 2015

The skills of showering

The other night when I walked into the kids' bathroom after the 2 older boys had taken a shower and examined the aftermath, I could only shake my head and sigh.  Have I taught these children nothing?  Were they born in a barn?  Towels and dirty clothes and water strewn everywhere.  The bath mat was completely soaked and oozing more water onto the floor.

When I questioned them about the mat (which normally resides on the side of the tub unless it is in use),  one of them replied that it was in the tub before his shower, so he just left it there.  The other had taken it (soaking wet by this time) out when it was his turn and placed in on the floor since it was in the way.  There it sat, dripping water everywhere. 

Other times the shower curtain will be left on the outside of the tub throughout the shower, and you can imagine what happens then.  Most times there is just water on every wall possible, dripping constantly downwards into the baseboards.  There is a towel rack RIGHT beside the shower so that towels are immediately available (with their names on them for greater ease), but somehow those same towels cannot ever get back onto the hooks to dry even though the hooks are still right there for easy access.

If I ever call into the shower to see if they are ready to get out (or if the timer dings signalling the same thing), no one has ever even started to wash themselves.  "Oh, I forgot about that!" is the normal response.  Washing?  What's that?  We're supposed to wash in the shower?  And later when I ask about their hair they usually respond that they completely forgot about washing it.  Getting it wet should have been good enough.  Hello!  That's kind of one of the reasons you take showers!

Our daughter gets these concepts.  She understands about the bathmat to absorb drips, and how the shower curtain works even though she's only 5.  She washes first and then plays (even though she hates washing her hair).  She understands that you dry off from top to bottom so that water doesn't drip downwards to places you've already dried.  Although she isn't the neatest, at least she tries.  

I appreciate more and more how much my own parents and in-laws did to raise us up to be decent adults.  It's that constant diligence in all those little things, day after day, year after year that mold and shape us.  And I guess if at least the boys get some water rinsing over them every now and then, they'll survive.  I'm sure they'll shower often enough once the teenage years hit!  I am glad we switched from a 2.5 gallon per minute showerhead to a 1.5.  Then at least the rest of us can still get a shower if the dawdling is extended.


Friday, February 20, 2015

Trip to CA & AZ Feb. 2015

Our latest family adventure trip was to California and Arizona last week.  Back when we had only a couple kids, we usually tried to go to see Greg's family in Arizona in the winter and then to see my family in Alberta in the summer.  These days it seems like we can only make it to one place each year, so we still try to alternate between our "homes".  Greg's brother Kirk has wanted to go on vacation with us for a while, so this year we were able to make it happen in a roundabout way.  Kirk and his wife Katy (and 2 boys) were planning a trip to Disneyland asked us if we would want to join them there.  After some figuring, we decided to head that way.  And since we were already going to be in Southern CA, we might as well head over to AZ and see Greg's Grandma (and Aunt Sandy and various other friends and family).  We were only able to have 9 days away total, so driving would have been rather tedious, since it is 3 days each way (with a 1 year old who still hates her car seat).  We were able to find reasonable tickets to fly to Los Angeles, so opted for that venue and then rented a van to drive to AZ (5 hour away) for 3 days, then back to L.A. area for 2 days at Disney, one day sleeping in and lazing about and checking out the beach, one day flying home and then Sunday to recover and rest before getting back to the real work on Monday.

Flying with 5 children is not for the faint of heart, let me tell you that right off.  We did pack very light (1/2 the clothes and twice the money as we thought we'd need, as recommended) so that we wouldn't have to check any bags, but still ended up with 4 backpacks, 4 car seats/boosters, 2 suitcases and 2 strollers.  The whole time we were continually counting kids and bags and as long as we did that every 15 seconds or so, we did fine!  Our flight there was for 6:30 am, so we were up early to get to the airport.  This worked out well because then baby was ready for a nap for most of the 2 hour flight.  The kids did fine and had each brought 2 small toys (one Hot Wheels car and a small stuffed animal, Elise brought a notepad) along, as well as a book with many stories in it that they all enjoyed.  We arrived in L.A. at 9 in the morning and then got our rental van and headed for Arizona, getting there at supper time.  There was some yummy hot chili waiting for us at Grandma's house when we got there.  Elise said, "It's sure a good thing we brought that toy suitcase along, it sure kept us kids under control!"  Yes indeed, they did awesome for all the traipsing about.

Playing in Grandpa & Grandma's backyard
Enjoying new books at Grandpa & Grandma's
So good to see Great-Grandma Davidson in Arizona
On Saturday morning, we went over to Kirk & Katy's new "ranch" to check that out.  They used to have a big house on a small lot and recently traded it for a smaller house on a bigger lot.  There is plenty of room to play/garden/have an orchard/have some chickens and more at their new place.  They've been super busy remodeling it before they moved in, and the place looks great.  They made us some breakfast and we also were able to see Greg's Grandma's sister Bernice and her son Kevin who were down visiting as well (they live in Salem, OR).  We went back to Grandpa and Grandma's for the day and then headed back to K & K's for supper where Kirk grilled us some delicious chicken.  Greg's childhood friend Jared, his wife Vanessa and their daughter joined us there.
Greg and Kirk hitching up all the kids for a ride around their property.


Sunday morning we headed to church and were able to see quite a few friends there.  I love seeing John N, who is 98 years young as well as my great aunt Rhoda and uncle Jim (my Grandma Staudinger's only sister left living).  We went "home" for lunch (a lovely ham dinner) and then had an open house there for anyone wanting to visit us.  We had some enjoyable visiting while the kids ran around the yard and enjoyed the sunshine.

Then on Monday our family headed out of town to go for a hike in the desert (one of our favorite things to do).  With smaller kids, a long hike is out of the question, but there is a shorter hike at Usery Mountain Park that was doable.  I put Celeste in the baby carrier and off we went.  We got a bit off trail and had to do some backtracking on the way down the hill, but it all ended well.  I just love the sights and sounds of the desert and do miss it very much.  None of the cacti are blooming yet, but later in the spring the smells of those are fabulous.  We saw a couple quail and some squirrels, but that was all for wildlife.  We have seen desert tortoise and a tarantula in that park before.  I love listening and seeing Greg in his element teaching the kids about the desert.  I just love it! In the evening we were busy packing to leave again, but managed to get in some cupcakes to celebrate Celeste's first birthday.

At Usery Mountain Park
Showing the kids around
Celeste drinking like a big girl
Mama enjoying the heat, sunshine and desert 
A very old saguaro cactus (150+ years likely)
There's some quail hidden in here somewhere!
Birthday girl Celeste
Tuesday came and we headed back west.  Since our family, Kirk and Katy's, and Grandpa & Grandma were all traveling separately, we met at the Red Hut coffee shop in Phoenix before our caravan headed out.  I had a fabulous chai tea that I enjoyed immensely.  There's nothing like sipping a coffee/tea while driving down the road.  We drove most of the day (it's about 5-6 hours) and got to our motel late afternoon.  Since our rooms weren't ready yet, we went to buy our tickets for Disney and meander through the Downtown Disney shops.
Hanging out at the hotel
After a good nights sleep, on Wednesday we geared up for California Adventure.  We enjoyed the rides and sights there, and learned not to take toddlers on the swinging cars on the Ferris wheel.  Bad mistake!  The little ones were all crying and screaming (and this was their first ride of the day).  But, they did recovered and we carried on.  My favorite ride was the Silly Symphony Swings, and James loved it with me.  I could ride on that one all day!  We had some excellent tamales for lunch and spent the rest of the day either touring around, going on rides or watching kids and waiting.  With the ages of our kids, there were lots of rides that the little kids couldn't go on so we each took turns staying with them while others went on rides. This was good because it gave the little ones a chance to just run around and explore instead of standing in line all that time.  They did get to go on plenty of rides, so it worked out well all around.  We ended the day with Clark, Katy and I going on the Tower of Terror (Twilight Zone) ride.  Fun for us, but the kids wouldn't have handled it well!  Back to our hotel after a busy day and I took the bigger 4 kids swimming to unwind before bed while Greg and Celeste rounded up some pizza for us.
Flo's V-8 cafe
Mickey's (not so) Fun Wheel
Tiredy girl
Just hanging out doing some people watching
On Thursday we headed towards Disneyland for a day of adventure there.  We went on many different rides, took fun breaks and just enjoyed ourselves.  The kids enjoyed the Big Thunder Mountain Railway (roller coaster) the best, and I had to agree.  Even little Elise just grinned from ear to ear the whole time.  She's usually pretty timid with new things, so I didn't know how she would do, but she loved it.  Actually the 3 older kids just soaked up as many rides as they could, and kept on trucking the whole day.  Isaac was too short for many of the rides, but he still got to go on enough to keep him happy.  Casey Jr.'s circus train, Dumbo, etc.  We finished the day off with everyone going on "It's a Small World" and when we got off he said, "I've been waiting for that ride all day!"  He didn't know it even existed before we went on it, but he sure loved it.  We watched a production of Mickey and the Magical Map as well as touring Mickey's Toon Town as well.  The kids enjoyed that. In the evening they were doing a Fantasmic production which is a huge big light show and by then I was ready to be done.  Keeping track of that many kids (7) and adults (6) is a challenge in daylight, so at night was even more so.  Everyone was crowded around the water to watch the show, and so we were trying to meander our way through all those people to see if we could see anything.  We couldn't, and by the time we got to a place where we could, I was feeling pretty anxious.  I had overheard a lady telling her daughter "We can see this show on Youtube, so why crowd around here?"  I thought that sounded like  pretty good plan to me.  We then decided to head back to our hotel and call it a day.  Once our family got back into the street lights I was fine, but I hated that panicky feeling of losing one of the kids among thousands of people in the dark.  Yikes!  I had already lost my camera so was not too happy about that.  We wearily went "home" to head straight to bed.
James' favorite character is Pluto, so he was happy to see him
We saw Mickey first thing in the morning.
Katy, Grandma and I took the kids on the Cars ride after the boys has already gone with Dad, Kirk and Grandpa
The next morning when we woke up and were gathering everything together to leave, Greg found our camera in the bottom of the stroller.  Sigh.  It's not surprising that I missed it when looking for it, as I did recall setting it down elsewhere and not remembered picking it back up again.  But, with that many things to keep track of, it's a wonder we didn't lose more.  (James lost his hat and sunglasses but that was it).  We then went back to Downtown Disney as the kids each wanted a souvenir and hadn't bought one yet.  After that, we got in the van and said our goodbyes to Grandpa and Grandma, Uncle Kirk and Auntie Katy, and Eli and Josh.

No sooner were we back on the road than the song "You Had Me From Hello" by Kenny Chesney came on the radio.  Between all the overwhelming thoughts of Disneyland (stimuli extraordinaire) and that song, it brought me right back to road trips with my cousin Susan and sister Amy.  Susan was a huge Disney fan, and it just made me miss her so much.  I started crying and just couldn't stop.  She's been dead for 15 years now, and although I still miss her often, I haven't cried like that for her in at least 10 years or more.  Back when that song was popular, we used to go the gym together (her, myself, Amy and my cousin Amanda) and we'd make up all kinds of funny jokes about that song by changing out the words.  It certainly is funny how a melody can bring you right back to another place and time (just like the Clint Black song from that same era says).

We had planned to try to go to a beach in Malibu, out of the city a bit, but when we got near, there was a small landslide that closed the road, so we ended up at the Santa Monica pier instead.  We headed there to check it out and also have some lunch and see the water.  As we were walking there, there were many vendors selling their wares- artwork, music, magic tricks.  And then there was this Mickey and Minnie dressed up.  The kids wanted to walk by them, but Greg encouraged them to just wave (they were a ways away in a different direction than we were going).  I didn't think anything of it at the time, but later thought that it was kind of weird to have a Mickey & Minnie just standing there on the pier.  We concluded that they were probably just trying to make some money by offering to have your picture taken with them, but still...isn't that kind of weird.  I mean, who does that?  Their costumes were rather old, guessing by the floppy ears and grey color (rather than black) and it made me thankful afterwards that we didn't get too close.  Who knows what kind of creeps were inside.  I happen to be a trusting farm girl, whereas my husband is much more street savvy.  They could have been  completely innocent too, but it just made me wonder.  The last trip we went to a pier in California (near San Diego) we had another weird experience too.  It's no wonder Greg would just rather avoid CA beaches altogether.  He says there are too many creepy people (in his experience).  I then took a few of the kids down to the water while he stayed in the car with those who didn't want to go.  I still get very nervous around the water (after Luke got washed away from me when he was 3), but keep trying to get braver.  It's one thing to enjoy the beach when you're a single adult with only yourself to worry about.  It's completely another thing to keep track of a bunch of young children in the same place.  Not exactly relaxing in the least!  We only stayed a few minutes before my nerves had had enough and we headed back to the van to find our hotel.
Me and my baby (Elise took this one)
I loved watching Luke watching the surfers in the water.

Back on the road!
L.A. traffic is bad, but somehow we totally forgot that when we headed back out.  Our GPS said our hotel was 16 minutes away (12 miles) and it ended up taking us almost 2 hours to get there.  Luckily Celeste got a good nap in the car, but we almost ran out of gas in the meantime.  Thankfully all's well that ends well and we arrived safe and sound.  We grabbed some quick supper and then went for a swim in the evening.  I was trying to wash up the girls after swimming and Celeste kept trying to climb out of the tub.  She was so slippery that I barely caught her before she clunked her head on the floor like a fish out of water.  A few minutes later after she was all dried off and in her pjs, she snuck back in the bathroom where I was showering and climbed back in the tub without me noticing.  She slid right into the shower, pjs and all was was one wet girl!  She was overtired from our busy days, so we just dried her off, put new clothes on her (luckily she had some) and got her to bed.

On Saturday morning, I took the kids again for a swim since we didn't have to go anywhere until noon.  I watched them for quite a while and then Greg and I switched so I could finish packing and put Celeste down for a nap.  He had only been out there a few minutes when a lady asked him how old the kids were.  He was pointing to each and answering "Luke 9, James 7, Elise 5 and Isaac....akkk"  Isaac was completely underwater in the hot tub so Greg went flying over there and jumped in to get him.  He had only been under a few seconds, but it was scary for both none-the-less.  Greg's clothes were all soaked (and the keyfob for our rental van, which thankfully still worked) so he had fly home with very wet feet, since he had only brought one pair of shoes.

We gathered up all of our stuff and then headed for the rental place to return our van and then go to the airport.  We got through everything uneventfully and then just had to wait for our flight and come home.  Our friend and neighbor Dan picked us up from the airport and it was good to get home.  After some Chinese takeout, the day ended pretty well!

Being in all sorts of places and seeing all kind of people really gave me a chance to people watch as well as analyze people.  Greg and I talked about the whole Disney pop culture and the variety of people attracted to it.  We saw all sorts of people in the airports, in the cities, in the gas stations, in the restaraunts.  Some that make you ponder the direction humanity is headed.  Some that make you thankful for such kindheartedness.  One young man in the airport could not believe we had 5 children.  And that we'd fly with them without going insane.  He was just amazed and wanted to help us in any way he could.  (He was ahead of us going through security with all our gear).  We also had a family behind us on the flight down who makes me ill when I think that they are our typical American family.  Two kids ruled by electronics, whining and bribes.  All 4 members of the family had gadgets in hand (and in use) the whole time.  The communication between all members was halted at best (no one knew what the others needed/wanted/conveyed) because they were each caught up in their own little electronic world.  The marriage was decayed also, you could tell, with no respect or working together towards common goals. But, there were also many families enjoying themselves together too.  Such as the grandma sitting in front of us on the plane on her way to see her newest great-grandbaby with one of her granddaughters along too.  I also saw a look of disdain (that was the word that came to my head when I saw them) as two lesbian women glared at our children while they were picking out souvenirs in the gift shop.  The look on their faces was if they were trying deny who God made them and their contempt for children will justify their lifestyle somehow.  It made my heart heavy to think what they are missing out on in their pathetic attempt at "freedom".  All in all though, people are the same everywhere.  No better, no worse.  Just humanity, trying to find their way through this life.
Catching her freedom from the stroller!
James, Rachel and Katy loving it!
Silly Symphony Swings here we go!
 I was so thankful for our own children.  Luke was such a help pushing the stroller, keeping track of little kids, and just using his fact-remembering for it's many needs and places.  James was our energizer and helper.  He even told me after a busy day, "Mom, you don't have to worry about me running out of energy.  Because when I do, there'll be more coming right up!"  Oh, to have his energy.  Elise is our little baby sitter.  She kept Celeste entertained and in our view most of the time.  Isaac was our biggest challenge.  Keeping him on track was a full time job, but he also added the most fun also.  Whenever he talks to Celeste, he grits his teeth and talks in a gruff voice (I have no idea why).  We saw him grab her by the shoulders and say in his gruffest voice, "I wish YOU a Merry Christmas!" and then walked away.  Okay...whatever...And Celeste, well, we just had to keep her fed, napped and entertained and we did fine!  I should also mention that I just love travelling with Greg too.  We work together great as a team and it's just a pleasure.  For all the navigating through strange areas to traffic galore, he was awesome!  I just love that guy!
Happy to see Chip 'n Dale

Star Tours ride


Ready for Disney

Baby's ready too!

This fountain was one of the favorite highlights.  As well as the bakery behind.

The crew all ready to tackle the day!

The crew all ready to call it a day!

Monday, February 2, 2015

Chicken Butternut Squash Soup

Although I'm fully aware of how healthy squash is, I don't really care for it.  At all.  But, don't tell my kids that!  But, I keep trying to like it.  This soup makes it taste good, even for me who doesn't like it.  It also keeps the squash in chunks rather than pureeing it like as most squash soup recipes do.  

Back about 8 years ago, Greg and I went on a rare date to a fancy restaurant.  Someone was watching our kid and we were going to enjoy a quiet dinner.  It was a very rainy, wet night in Astoria which is quite possibly the rainiest town in North America.  It was quite a fancy place, and a soup appetizer sounded appealing.  Hot soup with bread on a cold night...bliss!  Wrong.  When the waitress brought it out, it turns out they failed to mention that it was chilled squash soup.  Whatever the chef was thinking to serve such an item in the depths of winter, I have no idea.  It was one of those places that would have been highly offended if we had suggested to microwave it for a minute or two.  So, we choked it down.  I liken it to slurping baby food.  Neither of us can handle blended soups of any sort to this day.

But, this soup isn't like that.  It's full of textures and flavors which are just delicious.  I got this one from my friend Donna as well, and she got it from her sister-in-law who got it from who knows...
Chicken Butternut Squash Soup

3 small cans of chicken broth (or one carton)
4 cups butternut squash, cut into 1" cubes
1 T. minced garlic
1 large can diced tomato w/ diced green chilies
2 cups shredded cooked chicken
Sour cream
Lime juice
Cilantro

Bring chicken broth, squash and garlic to a boil, and boil for 5 minutes.  Reduce heat and add chicken and canned tomatoes.  Cook until squash is tender.  Serve with sour cream, lime juice and cilantro.

I've also added a can of black beans and that is good too.


Saturday, January 31, 2015

Sunday afternoon adventures

Last Sunday, Greg had the idea that since it was a beautiful, sunny day; that we should go for a drive after church.  We picked Long Beach, since we haven't been there in quite some time.  Maybe even a couple years.  Since Celeste hates the car seat, we've just been sticking pretty close to home since she's been born.  But, that gets kind of boring after almost a year.  We ventured to Portland a couple weeks ago and had NO crying, the whole day.  Yay!  We feel so liberated!

But, back to the drive.  I packed up a lunch which we quickly threw together to eat at the church and then we'd be off.  This all worked out well and we drove along quite swimmingly for many miles.  We had just reached the Naselle/Astoria turnoff when we heard a loud clunk.  Being the conscientious husband and driver he is, Greg pulled over to check for damage.  Sure enough, we heard a loud hissing as our back tire  quickly deflating.  He took this as an opportune time to teach the kids how to change a tire and we were quite thankful it was a sunny day rather than a rainy one.  A local lady stopped by and assured us that the Les Schwab tire shop in Warrenton was open, and if not, Costco would be.  So, instead of going to the beach as planned, we turned around and headed for the tire shop (on the little donut spare).  The Les Schwab was closed (as predicted by Greg) and so we went to Costco.  They wouldn't even look at the tire without us being members.  They did check the donut's air pressure, but that was it.

James checking how tight the lug nuts are
We then pondered what to do.  It's quite a long drive home on a super-busy highway.  We didn't want a Costco membership, but the membership lady assured us that we could buy one, get the tire checked out/fixed and then cancel it.  Hmm.  Not sure we supported that idea either.  We finally decided that maybe we should give them a try again.  It's been 7 years since we had a membership, and our life situation has added 3 more kids, so maybe we should see if we could try it again.  Last time we had one, we had bought tires and then got the membership "free" because of a gift card from the tires.  In that whole year, we didn't buy hardly a thing.  We even went to the store a couple times and came out with nothing.  It's still almost an hours drive to our nearest store, but we'll see how it goes.  We paid for the membership and then Greg went around and had them take a look at the tire.  Sure enough, the hole was too big to fix, so the only option was to buy a new tire.  Our checking account was rather depleted as I had just paid a bunch of bills (and wasn't expecting to buy tires), so we then didn't have the funds available to even buy a tire if we wanted to (which of course we didn't).  Since they don't take Visa, we ended up just driving home on the donut, rather slowly and stopping frequently to let the line ups of traffic pass us.

Dad showing Luke where the spare tire is
It was already getting dark when we left Costco, so no beach for us that day!  We did have some good family time, and got some good visiting in on the drive (which is a favorite thing to do when out with your husband and children anyhow).  We were probably less than a mile from the beach while sitting there at Costco, but extra driving just wasn't a good option, nor was driving overly slow in the dark either.  Then Celeste decided she was sick of the car seat and fussed most of the way home too.  Oh, well...you win some, you lost some.  Life's just like that!  

After wandering the store, I prayed that if this was a sign that God wants me to explore this option for our grocery situation, that He would give me the direction and strength to do it.  I know buying bulk is a good idea for a larger family, but figuring it into the budget requires brain power, and finding creative ways to store it in a home with little to no storage does too.  I pray that He'll show me how to make these two things happen if this is a way to make things run smoother for the stage we're in.  Plus, they have awesome fresh roasted coffee at the Vancouver store where we'd be going the majority of the time.  That'd be a bonus!

Elise trying to smile for the camera but the sun is a bit distracting.  Thankful this happened on a sunny day
Greg already checked out car rentals and was able to find one for $20 cheaper than the previous one we had reserved for our trip in February.  So, we're saving money already.  He wants to keep a tally and see how much we actually do save for the amount we spend (on things we normally buy anyhow). Just walking into the store made us both kind of nauseous with the blatant expose of consumerism and cult-following, but we're trying to remain open minded and just use what we need and not be distracted by the spend, spend, spend more mentality.  I'll keep you posted!

The next day, we had our neighbor look at the tire and sure enough, it was too damaged to fix (the belts inside were torn too), so we had him take an old tire of ours and mount it on the rim so that we can use that one on the van. He has one of those handy machines that does that, which is pretty nice.  Then, Costco called us back as they had some questions about our account, and the lady said, "Were you the people whose car tires were slashed?"  "No, ours was just a road hazard, thankfully."  She says, "Well, someone else that day needed tires because their tires were slashed and the vandals had written "home wrecker" all over the car in spray cheese!"  Yikes!  No, thankfully that wasn't us, although perhaps the recipient deserved worse... Who knows!
3 year old grinning
All's well that ends well.  No buying of new tires, and thankfully Greg had saved our old ones for a use such as this.  He then mounted one of our studded snow tires under the van so that if something of this sort happens again, we have a full size spare to use rather than the tiny one.  In 8 years of owning this van, that is our first flat, so we can be very thankful.  I can't recall that we've ever been left stranded either.  It's been good to us and doesn't owe us anything. 
Saddle Mountain in the distance

Thursday, January 22, 2015

Nadine's Corny Cluck Soup

It must be the week for chowders.  Here's another favorite from my late Aunt Nadine Kurtti.  It's also in the Kurtti cookbook (my favorite cookbook,  in case you hadn't noticed yet!)  This one uses ingredients you will usually have on hand too.  I like that!

Nadine's Corny Cluck Soup

2 T. butter
6 cremini mushrooms, sliced (I just use white ones), you can even leave out if you're not a mushroom fan
1 med. red or yellow onion, chopped
1 clove garlic
2 T. flour
1/4 t. salt
1/4 t. ground black pepper
approx. 14 oz. chicken broth
2 c. half & half
2 pkg. frozen white sweet corn
approx. 2 c. cooked chicken, chunked

In saucepan, melt butter (Dutch oven if you have one).  Add onions first, then mushrooms, stirring until tender, about 5 minutes.  Add garlic; cook 1 min.  With wire whisk, whisk in flour, salt and pepper, cook, stirring until bubbly.  Stir in broth and 1/2 & 1/2; heat to boiling over high heat.  Reduce heat, add corn and chicken, heat through.  Makes about 8 servings.  For variation, you can also add red potatoes after liquid step, letting them cook before adding corn and chicken.

PS.  If you haven't guessed, I use stock pictures for these soups.  Like I have the time or talent to take good ones myself!

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Random thoughts of life these days

A few quick thoughts.  In no particular order.

Saunas are great.  We built one a couple years ago and besides the therapy (for Greg) of building and tending the fire, they are just so relaxing.  Ours is rather rustic with no running water and an old wood stove, but it's so good for the mood and the body too.

I just love listening to my husband singing.  Or talking.  Or preaching.  Anything where I hear his voice.  Back when we were long distance dating by phone, I remember thinking "I could listen to this guy for the rest of my life."  And yes, I still never tire of it.  He's out in our sun room right now singing to some 90s Hal Ketchum and it's music to my ears to hear him sing.  He's working on a leather project with some evening tea and life is good.  












The kids are in bed after their usual shenanigans, which brings me to the next point...

Isaac and his (very awful but humorous) bedtime routine.  He comes out of his room every night for some reason or another, which is usually a good thing because if he's in there then he's pestering the big kids.  Tonight after 6 seconds of the music turning off (which was when they were supposed to stop talking) he comes out and says, "I can't sleep" then "Luke keeps saying "shoisicnsighsi" to me."(shhh) Then finally Greg gave him a pretend spanking to which he actually started to cry (tears and all) and then realized it wasn't real and started laughing, "Dad gave me a fake spanking!"  Then finally he falls asleep on the couch and I carry him to bed once again.  I love that little guy.  It's so hard to be tough on him when he's so cute.  Here he is a different night after falling asleep IN his pillowcase.

Sometimes problems, if left long enough, take care of them self.  Like the check engine light that finally goes off because you never checked what the problem was.  Or the aquarium that was given to you for an aquaponics project that never developed at least 2 years ago.  And then one day it's freezing cold and your kids throw a bunch of huge rocks into it and smash it up and then it takes care of the problem.  That's the life these days.

And then there's our little 5 year old, who most days is the ditziest member of the family.  She doesn't pay attention most of the time, so her information is rather skewed and not very accurate.  But, lately I've been noticing a change.  She's getting it!  ('It' being how the world really works, not how she imagines it does). Last night at supper the kids were talking about how to get wood from the trees on one side of our ravine over to the house.  She suggested a big, huge conveyer belt would make hauling it the easiest.  But then added, "Since we don't know how to make one, it would be a good idea to go to the airport and have someone there teach us how."  So she does know stuff!  Yay!


Sleeping baby in polka dot cupcake fuzzies.  Who can resist?  You may recall my post from when Isaac was about this age, how fuzzy pajamas are just the best uniform for a baby.  Cozy warm, no socks falling off, easy to change a diaper and oh, so cuddly!  I just love them!  All those cute outfits can go bye, bye.  I do like fleece pants, a long sleeved onesie and a fleece vest for the best winter clothes outfit, but these pjs simply make life so much simpler.  And I'm all about that!

 There's some things in a parent's life that are just a bad combination.  I laugh about them, because we go through the same thing with every child at about the same time.  Like a baby in the bathroom.  Nothing good can come of a 1-2 year old in a bathroom unattended.  Unrolling toilet paper, digging in the toilet, filling the sink to overflowing...you know what I mean.  Or a toddler on the computer chair.  Nothing good can come of that either.  It's usually just dumping something on the keyboard, but it could be hitting all kinds of buttons causing mixups to files and whatnot.  Sometimes (usually) falling off the chair because they are standing up and leaning way over.  Another one of those bad combinations is kids and dark colored juice.  How come they alway spill (as seen in this picture)?  It's beet/carrot/apple today, but it could easily be grape or cranberry.  Whenever it's dark, it will be spilled!  Although milk does get spilled pretty regularly too, I must admit.  Even Greg spilled it recently just after he had taken the jug away from one of the kids to avoid another spill.  We all had a good laugh about that and it sure keeps us humble!
I just have to include this picture too.  Just one of my favorites of Isaac.  He's just so cute these days, with his love of warm cereal.  He also loves pantakes and cockadoodledoo (pannukakku).  There's always arguing over who gets to sit by Celeste at each meals, so you can see in this picture that Luke made name cards to stop the squabbling.  What's with that anyhow?  Squabble over every stinking, little thing.  Color of cup, plate, silverware, sitting spot, amount of food put on dish, etc.  We seem to have a lesson about it at every meal too, but that doesn't help.  I'm trying to slowly eliminate all things that are different and replace them with identical items, but that still doesn't work.  The clear glass coffee cups I bought recently have a smaller handle than the old ones, and now they're fighting over who has to have the small handled cups and who gets the large handled cups (even though the cups are identical).  Ugh!

This next picture is of our $150 pen.  It finally died after 10 years of use and kicking around our house.  So how did we pay that much for a measly pen, you ask?  Well, I'll tell you.  Back when we were expecting Luke, my cousin had suggested hiring a doula for his birth.  I called many different ones and was only able to get in touch with 1 out of all the ones I contacted.  (We had prayed about this and wanted a Christian one, who this lady claimed to be).  So, we tried to make connections with her to meet her.  She and I talked on the phone and emailed, but had a hard time setting up a day to meet and go over everything. Luke's birth was fast approaching, so when we met up with her the first time, we just paid her the down payment ($150)  to avoid having to try to connect again (this should have been a red flag, but since we didn't have any other options, we continued down this path).  She was having marriage troubles too, and had to bring her 3 rowdy kids over when she came to meet us because her husband flaked out on picking them up that day.  Well, sure enough, she became even more difficult to reach.  Her phone got disconnected so she promised me she was getting a pager.  In the meantime, she'd borrow her dad's cell phone.  When I actually called the number, I got her dad, who knew nothing of this plan.  Remember, 10 years ago, email at the library was a common form of email usage/checking.  That's how she and I were contacting each other.  She never did get that pager and Luke's due date was 1 week away by now.  So, I told her that it was too stressful to have her in our birth plan (because of inability to get ahold of her), and that we were 'firing' her.  She refused to give our money back (it was non-refundable as per the paperwork, but she also did not hold up her end of the contract) so we consoled ourselves with, "Well, we hope she bought some groceries for her kids and at least we got a pen out of it all!"  Sigh.  Some things just weren't meant to be.  We went on to have a different doula with Elise's birth and it was a wonderful experience.

Well, enough for tonight.