Monday Musings: 04.16.2012 Edition April 16, 2012Posted by Toy Lady in knitting, meal plan monday, Musings, Shopping With Peeps.
I am first going to mention this: Last week’s pressure cooker pork carnitas? To Die For.
We had about a 6-pound pork shoulder, boned and trimmed, and we used one-and-a-half times the spice rub.
Tacos made with this meat?
Tacos again a few days later?
Pizza with a smear of the sauce from braising the meat, the meat itself, and shredded Monterey Jack cheese?
Oh my goodness. This recipe is definitely a keeper.
I’m hoping I didn’t speak a little hastily last week. I mean, yeah, I’m pretty sure the worst is over, when it comes to my workload – there are timing things at play, and, of course, the interest rates can’t stay this low forever (can they?).
However, I may have underestimated just how much of my “regular” work has been shoved aside these past few months. . .
On the bright side, though, I did get the last of the bills for 2011 drafted this weekend!
Shortly after I bought this house, I needed to replace the bathroom faucet – the handle actually broke off.
At that time, I really wasn’t in much of a position to have a plumber come to the house right that minute, so I lived with the old vice-grips faucet for a while, until my father was able to “show me how” to replace it.
Do you know how to replace a bathroom faucet?
In involves crawling UNDER the bathroom sink (inside the vanity) where there is barely room for one person (and no light).
So my lesson in how change the bathroom faucet involved me handing tools to my father, who was under the sink, grunting and trying to describe what he was doing for me.
And then his coming out and asking me “Did you get that? Wasn’t that easy?”
Well, that $30 faucet started leaking at the handles a while back, and my parents were in town this weekend, and, well, although my father isn’t as young as he used to be (and really, who among us is?), he was willing to “show me again” how to change the faucet.
This time, though, there was a point where I crawled under the sink and told me what I should do. While I didn’t do the whole job, by any means, I feel confident enough about it that I could probably change the kitchen faucet myself.
Assuming that nothing goes wrong with it. Assuming that, of course.
Oh, by the way.
One thing I have gotten done around here – I finished Peeps’s socks!
That would be his, um, Christmas socks.
I got a little ambitious at Christmastime (and really, who doesn’t?) and thought I could finish a pair of socks for both my husband and the Boy.
Have I mentioned that they both have BIG FEET?
I just couldn’t get either pair done on time - the Boy‘s were done shortly after the holidays, and poor Peeps – he got a skein of yarn and a promise under the tree.
Well, they’re finally done, and he seems awfully happy with them.
Oooh, ooh, hey, Shopping with Peeps!
I couldn’t help noticing this display for (ahem) Recipe Insirations.
I’ve seen the product before – it’s basically a blister pack of a half teaspoon or so of maybe half a dozen spices, along with a recipe to use those spices.
I would think, at $2 a package, they’d be able to spring for the “p” on the sign, wouldn’t you?
And once again, it’s time for the weekly menu plan. As I said, I may have been anticipating a little bit – I’ve got bond pricings all week, which means I’ll be home . . . not early. However, Peeps has things well under control and I’ll pitch in when I can, of course.
Monday - We’re falling behind on our food magazines (I can tell by the pile of them on the unused dining room chair), so when we were planning our menu, I pulled out a copy of the February-March Cook’s Illustrated. Right there was their recipe for Sichuan Stir-Fried Pork in Garlic Sauce. I’m going to have to try to sneak out of work a little less late than usual, I think. The only possible problem I can see is the 6 ounces of mushrooms – neither of us is a fan of mushrooms – at all! – so I’m thinking of substituting something. Any thoughts?
Tuesday - From the Archives – many years ago, I must have cut out a recipe from the paper for “Cajun Burgers” – no idea where it’s from originally, and I can’t seem to find anything that looks even similar on the internet, but it looks like a delightfully meatless meal – the burgers have red beans as the base. We’re hoping for the best here!
Wednesday - No soup night this week – but Peeps pulled a quart of Cincinnati chili out of the freezer – since the sauce is all made, it’s a quick, simple mid-week dinner. And he’s GOING to tell you all about it, one of these days. . .
Thursday - Peeps has been itching to make Moravian Chicken Pie again – so, since he’s doing the bulk of the cooking lately, I’m happy to take one for the team and suffer through this rich, delicious pot pie. I might even suffer through it for lunch the next day, too!
Friday - Again, it’s pizza night - last week’s taco fixings were so very good on my pizza, it makes me wonder if leftover pork in garlic sauce might work. Or is that too weird?
Be sure to click on over to The Organizing Junkie’s Monday Menu Plan post for loads and loads of other ideas.
Wrapped in Love April 13, 2011Posted by Toy Lady in knitting, Surly Boy.
Tags: socky goodness, true sock love
The Boy has been having a bit of a rough time of it lately. I’m not going to deny that many of his problems are of his own making, at least to some extent. But that doesn’t make things easier for him, not really, does it?
And some things – being caught up in another layoff, for instance – really are outside his control.
As a mom, I do my best to keep my opinions to myself.
(Unless, of course, I’m asked for them.)
(Which, let’s face it, I seldom am.)
However, also as a mom, I still worry. Silently, and sometimes, not so silently.
And my heart, well, it sort of breaks for him. I don’t know how else to express it.
It’s a cold, cruel world out there sometimes, and notwithstanding what high school may have taught him, life doesn’t give you very many breaks just because you’re special.
Even if you are special.
Some days, I want to gather my little boy up, fix what’s broken, and just make everything better. (And yes, some days I want to smack him.)
Mostly, though, I kind of want to stick a Ninja Turtles Bandaid on him – just for good measure.
But alas, I can’t do that anymore.
And even more importantly, I’ve come to realize that, at a certain point, trying to help him actually does him a disservice.
He can’t be the strong, independent young man he’s meant to be if his mommy is right there to pick up after him.
He can’t be responsible for himself if he’s not accountable for his actions.
Of course, that doesn’t mean I don’t love him just as much as ever – even though I can’t pick him up and cuddle him, or tickle him until he forgets about whatever’s bothering him, or wave a magic wand (or a Visa card) and make his problems go away, I do love him and want him to feel that sense of satisfaction, of well-being, that you only feel when you’ve weathered the storm. When you’ve come up against a brick wall, found yourself stuck between that rock and the hard place, and figured out how to make it work anyway.
I can’t give that to him – he has to find it for himself.
What I can do, though, is remind him that I do love him.
Show him that love isn’t just about hugs and kisses, and fixing boo-boos.
Sometimes, love is simply taking the time and making the effort to make sure your little boy’s feet are warm and dry and wrapped in hand-knitted love.
Sometimes that’s just all you can do.
“It’s all right!” shouted Aslan joyously. “Once the feet are put right, all the rest of him will follow.”
-The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe – “What Happened About the Statues”