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Monday, August 31, 2015

where i am at

Where I am at is trying not to drown in suitcases and ziplock bags and boxes of things that stay here...

And this song, that the kids and I love, came on today as we drove to the city in a borrowed car to pick up dada who just sold our best-van-ever (trying not to mourn the fact). And it made us so happy.

So here it is.

Thursday, August 27, 2015

the post with two announcements

So. Here is the deal. 

I've been writing this post in my head for the whole of this summer. 

I totally wanted it to be the trifecta announcement...the two things I've got to say below plus something book-ish. I've got an agent! I've got a deal! 

Alas, although I DO have a completed manuscript and this one, my third thus far, could be THE ONE. Maybe. Ha.

But, nevertheless. 

Two announcements. 

Yes, lying in bed at night, awake for hours, crafting this post.

At first I thought I would do it when we arrived at our new locale...a picture of me, in front of palm trees, with a nice trim little belly.

But then word started getting out. And in any case, we bought our one-way tickets so...


We are moving to Hawaii. For a year. 

Remember the whole "WE ARE MOVING TO HAWAII!!!" post two years ago???

SO yes. We are doing that. Except this time, we are doing it for realz. Tickets purchased. Bags being packed. We leave a week from today in fact.


We are leaving everything in storage. Hopefully finding a furnished rental. Selling our van. Buying a new one. And we are open to staying longer. So. Yes.

me and baby green in hawaii teaching several years ago

And, the nerves of it NOT happening is why I had to stop posting this summer. God, it was a hard summer. Dada's business venture had some rough setbacks (now recovered from thank goodness) but it was hard and sad and harsh and it felt like NOTHING WOULD EVER GO RIGHT. And I have a hard time writing when I feel like I have to fake it. 

So, its a little different from buying a goat farm in the frozen Northlands. Yes. But. I imagine they have goats in Hawaii, right?? You know what they do have?? COFFEE. As in, COFFEE FARMS. Ha. new dreams surfacing. Which is what life is, right???

SOOOO. Yes, I will be teaching and working part-time-ish on this venture, described at our resurrected for a short time only GO Fund Me page. And I will be setting up a new blog on my professional website where I share book-ish and work-ish stuff. I'll share the link here when it happens.

And yes, I was contemplating shutting down this blog for a bit, for the year, but to be honest. You know. June wants to go to Hawaii too. She works so hard. She deserves a year in paradise, right??? Blogging about homeschool lessons on volcanoes and how sugar is made and ocean life unit studies and crafts with shells and raising guavas and avocados in the background and OMG YEAR ROUND GARDENING. June is about dying with excitement. 

So, Yes, she needs to come. 

And then. 


In the midst of all this business worry and do we move to Hawaii or not....



Oh yes, that is what you think it is.

I tried to orchestrate a cutesy pinterest worthy announcement photo with the kids but, eh. HA HA.

So. Yes. As my friend put it the other day, "last time we talked you were wondering about more kids or an, you DECIDED BOTH?"

Apparently. HA. 


And yes, being the "advanced maternal age" that I am, we wanted to wait a bit. So I am out of the first trimester and ... still gaggy...Husband says it means BOY. We shall see.

I'll pull an Angelina Jolie here and say "late winter" is the general time frame for baby to come. 

So, yes, we will be living in Hawaii when baby is born. So, yes, ALOHA BABY! Hey, I was born in Hawaii so, its all full circle, right? 

And, that's that. 

Two announcements. Big things. Big time. But, still, the same. June is back. But, be prepared for pig roasting posts. HA HA HA. 

Thanks for sticking around. Hugs all.

Friday, August 21, 2015

summer of working out the kinks recap

I'm getting ready to post the post I've been writing in my head for a few months now. What a crazy topsy turvy summer we've had! Sometimes good. Sometimes heart wrenching. OMG the stress. I can't even. Which is why I stopped posting. Because I just couldn't even. 

But now. 


It seems as though the kinks are working out. The plan is working out. More about that in the next post. For now. Pictures of our summer. 

Hugs mama friends. For those of you who have stuck around, thanks. 


Next post. Announcements as to what is next....
Tuesday, July 28, 2015

anti-recipe #77 experiments with water kefir

So. Water kefir.

I posted about this on Facebook and said I would do a post about it.

So. Here it is.

In the meanwhile though...we've had a heck of a summer. And I'm about ready to divulge on the latest happenings and come back out of seclusion, because, its ALL HAPPENING, DUDE.


But. Not quite yet. Soon though.


Water kefir.

For some reason I've been all about the fermenting this summer. Lacto-fermenting. Which means lots of really good probiotic goodness for your guts. And a handy preservation technique for out of control bean patches in the garden. And some yummy food/carbonated drinks.

This one is a drink though. And it requires water kefir grains. They are little gelatinous looking blobs that you can buy on various places like ebay online. I got mine from our old babysitter who was totally into the stuff.

First off, if you want to read an actual recipe and explanation of what water kefir is, click here. This is the one I followed. But it really is an anti-recipe because there are so many ways to make it, so many flavors to experiment with!

So, far, I'll confess, I only did the lemonade version. But, damn, so good.


This is how I did it.

Dump your water kefir clumps into a quart size glass jar. Dissolve 1/4 cup sugar in one cup or so of warmish water. Let this cool. You cant pour warm water over the kefir grains, it will kill them! Also, a note about the grains, apparently you need to care for them. Mine had been sitting in a jar in the fridge for months. So, I rinsed them several times in water. You can also feed them for a bit in a tiny bit of quality salt, or some molasses, then rinse until the water isnt cloudy. This gives them the minerals they need to thrive...or something like this...

I rinsed mine and then went ahead with the recipe.

Okay, like I said, let the sugar water cool, add more cool water, to fill the quart size jar. Make sure its filtered water - flouride from city water will kill them!

Now, cover loosely. I used a clean washcloth, secured with a rubber band. Now wait a day. If you want less sugar in the final product, wait two days.

Now, strain out your grains, pour the liquid into another quart size jar. I stored my grains in a small glass jar in the fridge.

The fun part now. Use a little grape juice (100% fruit of course, no added anythings) and you have grape kefir soda! Use a little mango puree, Mango flavor! I did two slices of lemon (peel included) and a few unsulfured raisins for the needed sugar. (There are more ideas in the link above) This part is when the carbonation builds up. Let sit covered tightly with a lid for several days. I waited two I think. The longer it sits the more fizz.

This is important, you have to open the jar once a day to "burp" it, which lets out some carbonation SO YOUR JAR DOESNT EXPLODE. Remember to do this.

This is the second fermentation. 

Now, filter out the puree/lemon/raisin bits and store in one of those nifty jars with the flip lids and store in the fridge. You can get them at Ikea and Walmart even. Unfortunately mine are packed in our storage I just left it in a quart jar. Add to iced tea for probiotic lemony goodness! Drink over ice! Mix with vodka (YUM)!

My sister, bravely trying my fermented efforts. 

I love this stuff.

Tell me what variations you come up with. I want to try grape next.

Next I have to tell you about the fermented ginger beer aging in the kitchen! And the dilly beans on the Hoosier cupboard. OHMYGOSH DILLY BEANS.

Soon. I'll be properly back. Soon.

Thursday, July 16, 2015

this happened. Mama art.

Mom, she says, that is "fablyous!"

iPhone poetry-middle of the night version

White flicking screen of newness, clicked on with a tap, waiting. 
Fans whirring a soft melody to sleeping babes, the in and out of dreams heaving through the lungs into the membranes of their unfolding selves. 
And I am awake. 
Brain a flurry. 
There is nothing new, under the sun, the spell of life, the coming into being. 
Done now. Done again. And before. As it was in the beginning, when the rooster crowed, and time began its march to the tune the sun pounded out, it's cadence clear. 
You shall go, on and on, and so, there you have it. 
And I am un-new. Not old. Not new. The memories of before seem like freshly roasted coffee beans, pungent in their aroma, still there, still tempting, still keeping my pulse flitting in the healthy yet not obese range. 
All of it. 
The babies and the crying and the Legos the undying the unyielding nature of it all. 
The laughter too. 
Cackles to the sun, worshippers all three, faces upturned, irreverent priest and priestesses waiting for the moment to strike the gong, let loose the fury of sound. 
Quiet too, though. 
Simple songs sung in lilting lifting voices waiting for affirmation, whispered tones of yes, I see you I know you I hear. 
You are wonderful. 
I am wondering, wondrous. 
The fan whirs, baby sighs nearby, husband snoring, white cracked screen no doubt sucking something from me as I tap out myself on tiny keys, into the night. 

Monday, July 6, 2015

hiatus, for a spell

So, here is the thing. Our family is in the middle of such upheaval/not-knowing-what-is-next-ed-ness that I can hardly even write about things like knitting and pickles and salsa and crafts. (Mmmmmm pickles....)

Seriously. It's crazy. I can't write about it yet though because right now its just in the "angst-y I'm going to die before this is all figured out" stage. I want to write about it more when I am in a "Phew-that-was-crazy-but-we-made-it" phase.

So I am thinking, for the next couple of weeks or months its going to be picture only blog posts.

Cause. Mamas. I need to figure this shit out.

And to do that I need to be ALL HERE. Which is super duper hard for me. Not, in the future, not living in my nice-y blog.

I need to be here.

In the thick of it.

Where it sucks sometimes. Where it is hard. Good too, mind you. Our little family is fine, nobody is sick or anything. All limbs still attached. Just....ACK. WHAT IS NEXT??

So, I'll meet you on the other side. Where the end glory is doubtlessly waiting. I mean, its gotta be, right?

And, for sure, I'll be back.........

When I'm all contented and happy and shit be figured out, or at least when it doesn't feel like I'm turned inside out and my eyeballs are back in their sockets and everything is coolio again. Normal mama angst. Not all this life-changing shit. HA.


Here are some pics of our fab day on the Fourth.

In the meanwhile I am going to make a lot of lists, cross my fingers and daydream about a white kitchen with potted red geraniums and a comfy rocking chair with a giant fluffy wool fleece.

I think I can. I think I can. I think I can.

  this is what i get when i ask almost nine year old for a nice picture. WHY WHY WHYYYY??

 See mom, normal face.

 Just kidding.

 those CURLS.

BYE BYE. For now.........
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