The last couple of weeks have been pretty shabby. Snakes, summer colds, a broken microwave, a broken car, allergies, a lost birth certificate, a total dud of a yard sale.
When so many negative things pile up in a short amount of time, it's important to focus on some, silly happy thoughts.
I don't know about you, but if I start to stress a bit and let myself get all glum and sulky, I have a much harder time finding any creative motivation.
1. "Stinky Peet"
My oldest twin pronounces her "f's" as "p's". She is also a bit obsessed with her own feet. Whenever she takes a bath, she props her feet on the tub and says "Mommy, I washed my stinky peet!"
And at least twice a day she will stick her foot in my face and say "Haha, I gave you stinky peet!" (Because stinky feet are apparently as contagious as cooties.)
I don't know why, but this one almost makes me choke with laughter whenever I hear it. I'm hearing some real "f" sounds slip into her vocabulary these days. Fish are no longer "pish" and the fridge is no longer the "pridgerador". The squishy mommy part of me hopes that the "peet" stay around until she is at least college age.
It's no secret that chickens lay eggs. And I'm no newbie to chickens. In fact, you would think that after having chickens off and on for years of my life, it wouldn't be that interesting to find eggs in the nest boxes.
It still is. I don't know why. I don't even eat that many eggs anymore, but seeing the egg basket fill up on the counter, (even if I give them away) is a big happy thought.
And um...catching the snake eating my eggs was not a happy thought.
3. Floor Plans
This year, my husband and I have aaaaaalmost decided to give up the idea of renovating this old house, and build something new. I will probably write a whole post on that, because it is a big decision, and kinda feels like we are pulling the plug on someone.
In the meantime, I've been pinning and doodling floor plans, trying to find the "dream home layout". Whenever I start feeling burned out, or a little bit ready to give up, I go look at some floor plans. And think, hey...I could have one of those, if I work a bit harder.
I may have hinted in this post that I really love books.
As much as I want to minimalize (somewhat), I don't want to give up all of my real books.
I did weed through them though and get rid of four boxes, which is the first time in my LIFE that I've gotten rid of any books. Okay. So a lot of them were old nursing books from college. And cookbooks I didn't choose. And some romances that people gave me and I never read.
But I weeded out SOME books, so that is still a big score for decluttering, right?
Books are making me especially happy right now. For two years they have been in storage because the twins just would not stop taking them off the shelves and climbing all over them.
Sometimes you have to sacrifice a "teaching moment" to save some sanity.
Now my books are back in place! (Except for the several hundred I have stored at my parent's house. Eek.)
My husband accidentally brought home frozen potstickers about 4 months ago. I had no idea you could buy them (I had only heard them called dumplings.)
I maybe sort of just ate those for about two months because they were SO GOOD. Then I realized that I could not continue to live off of them because they are kinda pricey.
So, we searched for some recipes and started making our own. Probably better for us, and slightly cheaper when we make them in big batches. Still, a bit time consuming compared to the microwaveable version. (which I couldn't cook anyhow at the moment because my microwave plate EXPLODED. Yeah, I didn't know they would do that either.)
I would LOVE to share a recipe, but as I wrote in this post on dump cooking, I never measure anything, and just kind of tweak as I go.
I will say that we saute some chicken and mushrooms, then grind it up in the food processor with onions, carrots, cabbage, spices, and soy sauce. Then we just wrap it in wanton wrappers as per the package directions.