tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64938152076012951812024-03-05T16:19:14.371-07:00Barefoot Deliberations<strong>Bare-foot</strong><br>
Adjective, adverb<br>
1. Also, barefooted. With the feet bare: a barefooted boy; to walk barefoot.
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<strong>De-lib-er-a-tion</strong><br>
Noun<br>
1. careful consideration before decision<br>
2. deliberate quality; leisureliness of movement or action; slowness
<center><em>Hand in hand, walking barefoot in the sand; my son, my life, my home – <br><br>with careful deliberations we fumble our way forward in life.</em></center>Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.comBlogger407125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-78819699901092163272015-01-28T21:01:00.003-07:002015-01-28T21:01:33.612-07:00Did you celebrate National Chocolate Cake Day?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH2T3lNDL7p9DleONIL610NXQHfoioENEVDK2Ne-OdtdIjevMiGQdjOAPWkH-wdHnU3aq__0kkSXm8aJ769jn07x3B9qWNRSAuqoJwPVcJU-_ff07JHrwvdlu2sw7if-REMvR8L64b13QS/s1600/10277055_10152533095116104_5664201202919880293_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH2T3lNDL7p9DleONIL610NXQHfoioENEVDK2Ne-OdtdIjevMiGQdjOAPWkH-wdHnU3aq__0kkSXm8aJ769jn07x3B9qWNRSAuqoJwPVcJU-_ff07JHrwvdlu2sw7if-REMvR8L64b13QS/s1600/10277055_10152533095116104_5664201202919880293_n.jpg" height="180" width="320" /></a>Yesterday, after a beautiful nap (punctuated by the most perfect soundtrack), I woke remembering <br />
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three things.<br />
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1. It was National Chocolate Cake Day<br />
2. It was Family Literacy Day<br />
3. I really love naps<br />
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So I did what any sane person would do. I decided to bake a chocolate cake.<br />
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I have a great chocolate cake recipe but since my husband had previously declared it 'unnecessary' to bake a cake for National Chocolate Cake Day, I decided to find a different recipe to try because I like new things. I Googled "Easy one bowl chocolate cake" and honestly tried the first one on the list. It had good reviews, it was easy and went together quickly. I did two 9" round pans - it seemed like it should be different (than what I usually do) so I could pay proper homage to the Chocolate Gods.<br />
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Twenty minutes later it was in the oven. Thirty five minutes later, it was out of the oven. After brief consultation with my sister about the appropriateness of a filling, I whipped one up, made the frosting and waiting for the cake to cool.<br />
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After piano class, it was time to eat that decadent piece of awesome.<br />
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And awesome it was. It has been said I have a flair for the dramatic but I summed the cake eating experience like this: <i><span style="font-size: large;">It is like a giant slice of sex, heaven and good wine rolled into one, chocolate laden piece of gold.</span></i><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3DRI3naaVgI-zKuLK7pLKMHprjmBMBHMjEWDLjCWfOZbF0ZVSeCezvFSartbP_a-s_Bex6ccMONNM8IGjyfA80xGBEEHtDNC9lcSENlLPfdySQYUkhPcNFYReQy-8YqwYBtZRd2KWp71r/s1600/995657_10152533266106104_3976014284780967798_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3DRI3naaVgI-zKuLK7pLKMHprjmBMBHMjEWDLjCWfOZbF0ZVSeCezvFSartbP_a-s_Bex6ccMONNM8IGjyfA80xGBEEHtDNC9lcSENlLPfdySQYUkhPcNFYReQy-8YqwYBtZRd2KWp71r/s1600/995657_10152533266106104_3976014284780967798_n.jpg" height="320" width="320" /></a>Click the link to discover the <a href="http://allrecipes.com/recipe/one-bowl-chocolate-cake-iii/" target="_blank">Magic Sex Cake</a> recipe. For my filling I combined 1/2 an instant pudding cup with about 2-3 ounces of plain cream cheese. I then made my 'usual' frosting, which goes like this:<br />
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<u>Creamy Frosting</u><br />
3 tbsp margarine<br />
3 tbsp cocoa<br />
1-1/2 cups icing sugar<br />
3 tbsp cream<br />
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I baked the cake in two, parchment lined pans. I spread the filling on one half, topped with cake and smothered that bad boy in my creamy frosting. I refrigerated it because it seemed like a good idea. It was and it is still moist and delicious.<br />
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I'll also add two final thoughts. Although i make chocolate cake all the time, I rarely eat it. This cake, however, is all I want to eat. Maybe it's PMS, maybe it's a full moon, but I can tell you although I already had my slice (two, who am I kidding? Lunch needed dessert today too), I am seriously considering doing extra time on the elliptical so I can eat more of that wondrous creation.<br />
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My final thought is this - my husband, the King of All Things Chocolate was 'meh' about the cake. He thought it was 'heavy' and although he hasn't turned down a piece, he said he still prefers my other recipe.<br />
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He is wrong, but I love him and I will still make him his favourite.Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-7413231954124406442015-01-26T21:20:00.001-07:002015-01-26T21:22:52.329-07:00Menu Plan Monday: January 25 to February 1, 2015Hi everyone and happy Monday! I have lots of reasons to be happy - one of which is because of my annual menu planning, I have absolutely no reason to not have a menu ready to go on Monday morning! I'm hoping to share them more frequently than I have been. Considering I started this a year ago, I sure haven't been writing about it!<br />
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Learn more about how menu planning saved me 30% off our annual food budget and how it got me two marriage proposals <a href="http://barefootdeliberations.blogspot.ca/2015/01/menu-planning-how-it-got-me-two_16.html" target="_blank">here</a>.<br />
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Here is what will be eaten at our house this week! Enjoy and be sure to check out the <a href="http://orgjunkie.com/2015/01/menu-plan-monday-jan-2615.html" target="_blank">Org Junkie </a>for more menu planning ideas!<br />
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Monday: <a href="http://barefootdeliberations.blogspot.ca/2010/06/mpm-6.html" target="_blank">Gramma's Homemade Mac & Cheese</a><br />
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Tuesday: Taco Tuesday (o le!)<br />
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Wednesday: <a href="http://robertsrecipes.com/recipes/beefstroganoff.htm" target="_blank">Beef Stroganoff</a> with rice<br />
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Thursday: Hamburger Soup (FREEZER)<br />
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Friday: <a href="http://www.scribd.com/doc/30832337/May-3-to-May-9-Recipes" target="_blank">Mom's Ham & Scalloped Potatoes</a><br />
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Saturday: Freezer Left Overs (<a href="http://www.kraftcanada.com/recipes/easy-ravioli-lasagna-bake-167120" target="_blank">Easy Ravioli Lasagna</a> & <a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/313371/baked-penne-with-chicken-and-sun-dried-t" target="_blank">Provolone Penne</a>)<br />
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Sunday: <a href="http://www.tasteofhome.com/recipes/golden-chicken-cordon-bleu" target="_blank">Chicken Cordon Bleu</a>, rice & green beans<br />
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Finally, being it's the end of the month, I thought I'd share that this month, I've managed to save <b>15% on my grocery budget</b> & <b>28% on our dining out budget</b>! Meal planning really does save!Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-62651841558890165502015-01-19T08:00:00.000-07:002015-01-19T10:00:42.382-07:00He wasn't just a dog...<i>I wrote this in mid-September. I never posted it because I just wasn't ready to share my grief. It's been 4-1/2 months since Max died and the hole is still massive and although it hurts a little less to talk about him, him not being here is odd and horrible and lonely. The house has returned to some semblance of normal but it will never be the same. </i><br />
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On August 25, we said our final goodbyes to our beloved Max. He died peacefully, his head in my lap, his Dad and his brother by his side. It's kind of thrown everything into a funk around here: no one wants to really do anything substantive and so many things have become a great big chore. Doing anything seems complicated and no one is ready to say good bye to his stuff - we've actually decided to put most of his stuff into storage for now but even that, no one wants to do, yet.<br />
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He was truly an amazing part of our family. He knew how to make us laugh, he knew when to snuggle near, he made us smile, be happy and just generally made life better. He wasn't just a dog, he wasn't and although he had four legs and floppy ears, he was so much more than a dog. In fact, saying he was 'just a dog' is an absolute insult to us and to his memory.<br />
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so why am I writing about it? Because I can't seem to do much else today but miss him. There are dishes to be done, supper to be prepped, a nap to be had but I just want to hold my boy and stroke his head and cry into his fur. I want him back, I want him here and nothing is replacing that feeling today. Not the second bit of lunch, the bowl of grapes or the Swiss roll (which was terrible, by the way). The work out didn't help either.<br />
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Sometimes, there isn't anything that can fill the void grief brings. I've been told time will help and I know it will, but nothing will ever fill the space he held in my heart.<br />
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<br />Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-50565358996675100462015-01-16T11:19:00.004-07:002015-01-19T10:09:21.608-07:00Menu Planning: How it got me two marriage proposals and saved me 30%!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBy9ywHmzM1PKpg5VgUatHdU57n5Kdk9-BC6gG71HOHUPfUI7mrs2U1vjR4bTMLh_Nf6trR5sNlERZ2Kd2-t32ikGedZ8wNHFjow6jAp6i3qWYTEj8HPeOR8VnWULxRy3xrgdCvsjyPsHb/s1600/Meal+Plans.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBy9ywHmzM1PKpg5VgUatHdU57n5Kdk9-BC6gG71HOHUPfUI7mrs2U1vjR4bTMLh_Nf6trR5sNlERZ2Kd2-t32ikGedZ8wNHFjow6jAp6i3qWYTEj8HPeOR8VnWULxRy3xrgdCvsjyPsHb/s1600/Meal+Plans.jpg" height="320" width="320" /></a>Recently, I finished a year's worth of meal plans. That's right, folks, I have 52 weeks or 365 dinners planned. I am RELIEVED. It's a huge weight off my shoulders. While I enjoy cooking, I do not enjoy meal planning.<br />
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The results of my labour of love? Two marriage proposals, a few (indecent) solicitations for copies of my menus and oh, an <b>annual savings of 30% - </b>(this includes our grocery and our dining out budget)!<br />
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When I thought about <i>how</i> and <i>what </i>we eat, it became clear that we have several "family favourites" and those meals are repeated frequently but we also like variety so I'm always trying new things (like "It Looked <a href="http://www.pinterest.com/brennansmom/menu-meal-planning/" target="_blank">Pinteresting</a>" - a collection of new meals curated from Pinterest). When trying new recipes, there are always winners and some BIG losers. I've done two 'big cooks' with friends so there will be meals that won't be repeated (like "Coconut Thai Chicken") and although I love the idea and will likely repeat a 'big cook', the recipes from the books we used were frequently bland and tasteless.<br />
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My meal plans have areas to add new recipes and the plans, being organized by month, are also seasonal (we don't BBQ in November, for example). Additionally, our meal plans have a less than every six week repeat (meaning, save for "Taco Tuesday" on piano day, we don't eat the same meal more than once every six weeks), more often, it's more like eight weeks between repeats. Some meals never repeat and sometimes we have theme nights like "Meatball Monday's". Dinners out are pre-planned based on the month's activities (piano recitals, birthdays & anniversaries are 'given' dining out events).<br />
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All that said, the biggest reason I started the annual meal plan is to save money. Food is expensive - no matter where you live. With milk approaching $5 for 2 litres and peppers at $3.99 pound, meal planning allows me to buy what we need and reduces waste because I know what I need before I go to the store to shop. It is convenient and allows me to plan healthy and balanced meals. It also reduces our impulse to order in because <i>we know</i> what's for dinner!<br />
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As I said before, we managed to save 30% on our annual food budget since I commenced the monthly menu planning in February 2014. By having a clear plan, with scheduled dining out events, much more organized shopping trips (and grocery lists) and with no "what's for dinner tonight" questions bringing about impulse shopping trips, has helped our bottom line immensely.<br />
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While 30% is a huge sum of money, I hope to shave an additional 20% this year. Recently, a friend asked how do I know that I want what's planned for November 17 (which was meatballs & gravy)? Knowing my meals are pre-planned and the shopping is complete, I have seven meals to chose from on any given night. By now having it all organized before the beginning of the next month, I am able to take advantage of the store loyalty discounts that happen the first Tuesday of the month. Which, starting this month, meant that I was able to stock up on all the staples required for the month so I, in essence, have 30 meals to chose from this month. I am also watching store sales more carefully and stocking up on staples we use frequently. Just this past week, I bought three pounds of our usual coffee - because it was $5.92 cheaper <i>per pound</i> than it usually is!<br />
, by the way)? The fact is, I don't always feel like what's planned but because my meals are <br />
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We still impulsively order dinner and we don't always eat what's planned but I have a plan for that too - I carry the meals forward to another evening and ensure we don't dine out too often if there has been impulse meals out. I can tell you doing a 'big cook' is like having take-out in your own house. It is something I will do again because the convenience of it can't be beat.<br />
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Since I first started planning meals way back in 1995, I've finally found a method that works for me. I've tried many different ways of planning but the annual plan totally suits me and provides the flexibility we need.<br />
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It may not work for everyone and it may take time to find your groove, but after many years (and many failed attempts), I've finally figured it out and I never have to think (about cooking) again!Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-85438312073469158772014-11-07T21:54:00.002-07:002014-11-07T21:54:38.695-07:00Recipe Share: Vegetarian Salad Rolls<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PS9s7bGqJCF0HPYWIrrQ-srcZpyO60CcDLDa2N5_5ptFULTJP5ILsqUBF2ZML0-dmsVtLf610isp6IH3vL0wv9DxUBb09Cm4ooGuxrcPMHR2s0b9L5KmkcjwZVnPxG5Q_iqPYUlFGBL_/s1600/2014+11+05+GardenRolls_012-Edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PS9s7bGqJCF0HPYWIrrQ-srcZpyO60CcDLDa2N5_5ptFULTJP5ILsqUBF2ZML0-dmsVtLf610isp6IH3vL0wv9DxUBb09Cm4ooGuxrcPMHR2s0b9L5KmkcjwZVnPxG5Q_iqPYUlFGBL_/s1600/2014+11+05+GardenRolls_012-Edit.jpg" height="232" width="400" /></a>A while ago, I found this <a href="http://www.eggs.ca/recipes/egg-and-veggie-salad-rolls-with-sweet-heat-dipping-sauce" target="_blank">recipe</a> on the <a href="http://eggs.ca/">eggs.ca</a> website and I thought they would be tasty. During my next month's menu plan, I added it for dinner, intending to serve it with an Asian inspired chicken. I purchased the vermicelli noodles and rice wrappers and promptly forgot where I found the recipe.<br />
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Fast forward a bit and I asked my friends on Facebook. Naturally, they came through with suggestions. I combined the suggestions, deleted a few things, added a couple more and came up with my own recipe.<br />
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Here's what I did!<br />
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<b><u>Vegetarian Salad Rolls</u></b><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhC1o_1joFIT-AYnXp8abXEid4PoP1xzgaDxhzzorb3eS2Nmz86zzZg7uJeZ588eRkvba9XwFQRY03JPmBmuyXJ2nKtmbJexKBKNDobT44WOi5oxLFAlJnY3JjNxtouMN7L-VxpKFYDYkh/s1600/2014+11+05+GardenRolls_031-Edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhC1o_1joFIT-AYnXp8abXEid4PoP1xzgaDxhzzorb3eS2Nmz86zzZg7uJeZ588eRkvba9XwFQRY03JPmBmuyXJ2nKtmbJexKBKNDobT44WOi5oxLFAlJnY3JjNxtouMN7L-VxpKFYDYkh/s1600/2014+11+05+GardenRolls_031-Edit.jpg" height="400" width="265" /></a>1-1/4 mini cucumbers – cut into matchstick size pieces<br />
6-8 baby peeled carrots – cut into matchstick size pieces<br />
1/2 – 3/4 cup bean sprouts<br />
1/2 yellow pepper sliced thin and cut length wise<br />
3 green peppers, sliced thinly<br />
1 to 1-1/2 cup cooked rice vermicelli noodles<br />
1 – 2 tbsp fresh ginger (grated from frozen)<br />
1-2 cloves of garlic, minced<br />
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2 caps, full, soya sauce<br />
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14 round, rice paper wrappers<br />
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Toss all ingredients (except for wrappers) in a glass bowl. Soak
rice paper liners (one at a time) in hot water (30 seconds or until
soft). Place on clean tea towel. Add filling (at one end) and fold
sides in and roll.<br />
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Place seam side down on parchment paper, cover with plastic wrap and chill until ready to eat.<br />
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We served them with spicy Thai chili sauce but a good peanut sauce would be nice too. I think one could add shrimp and my son said that the <a href="http://allrecipes.com/recipe/teriyaki-chicken-wings/" target="_blank">Teriyaki chicken</a> I served with it would have been awesome inside the rolls.<br />
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<br />Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-8614775122417442252014-09-01T22:06:00.000-06:002014-09-01T22:06:58.118-06:00Menu Plan Monday: September 1, 2014<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is my first MPM post in months... I've been planning though! I have monthly menus dating back to February 2014 and my hope is to have the next four months planned by the end of October. I'm SO happy! No more dreading meal planning each week/month. I'm so close to have a full year of menus I can't wait!<br />
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Do I worry about boredom? NOPE. I've got theme nights and a plan to replace key meals each month to keep things 'interesting'. I can't begin to tell you how excited I am about this!<br />
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Without further blabbing, here it is. I've noted the month's themes too so you can see just how clever I am! My recipe for the Crunchy Chicken is at the bottom of the post.<br /><br /><b>Monday </b><i>(Macaroni Monday's)</i>: <u>Crunchy Chicken</u> with garden potatoes, carrots & corn<br />
<b>Tuesday </b><i>(Try It Tuesday's)</i>: <a href="http://www.kraftcanada.com/recipes/mexican-unstuffed-pepper-casserole-167081" target="_blank">Mexican Unstuffed Pepper Casserole</a><br />
<b>Wednesday </b><i>(It looked Pinteresting)</i>: <a href="http://thissillygirlslife.com/2014/05/monterey-chicken-copycat-recipe/" target="_blank">Chili's Monterey Chicken</a> with rice<br />
<b>Thursday </b><i>(Quick & Easy)</i> Perogies and sausage<br />
<b>Friday </b><i>(Finger Food Friday)</i>: Clubhouse sandwiches and <a href="http://m.hellmanns.com/recipes/detail/36024/1/classic-macaroni-salad" target="_blank">Macaroni Salad</a><br />
<b>Saturday</b><i><b> </b>(Sandwich Saturday's)</i>: Smokies and leftover Macaroni Salad<br />
<b>Sunday </b><i>(Simple Sunday's)</i>: Eggs and toast<br />
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Linking up to the <a href="http://orgjunkie.com/2014/09/menu-plan-monday-sept-114.html" target="_blank">Org Junkie's Menu Plan Monday</a>! Have a great week - back to school plus we're heading out camping next weekend so it's going to be a wonderful week!<br />
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PS Here is the recipe for my crunchy chicken. I kind of created this and my first run was TOO salty so I expect I'll play with it and seriously reduce the amount of season salt!<br />
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<u>Crunchy Chicken</u><br />
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3 or 4 chicken breasts<br />
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3 cups corn flake cereal<br />
1 tsp season salt (originally, I used two)<br />
1 tsp garlic powder<br />
1 tsp onion powder<br />
1/2 tsp oregano<br />
1/4 tsp pepper<br />
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~place all in a large zippered bag. Roll and crush with a rolling pin.<br />
~set aside<br />
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1/2 cup mayonaise<br />
2 tbsp water<br />
~place in a bowl and stir to combine<br />
~set aside<br />
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1/2 to 3/4 Flour<br />
sprinkle of: pepper, table salt, basil<br />
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~place flour and spices in a shallow plate and stir.<br />
~set aside<br />
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1 egg<br />
1 tsp water<br />
~combine egg and water in a bow and beat to combine<br />
~set aside<br />
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1. Wash & dry chicken.<br />
2. Dip chicken piece in egg and water, then dredge in flour mixture.<br />
3. Dip again in mayo mixture and dredge well in corn flake mixture.<br />
4. Place on parchment paper and bake at 400F preheated oven for 35 minutes (or until cooked through).<br />
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Today, in the world of the world's most boring 40x40 countdown, I decided to tackle my bedroom closet (my side of it). Fortunately, I knew what I was in for. Unfortunately, it wasn't the first time I'd completed this "organizing" task.<br />
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Over the past two years, things have "slid" around my house. Unable to do as much as I'd like and unmotivated to do what I can, "things" have just been put where there is a space. In attempt to control my clutter, I've been ridding our house of as many horizontal surfaces as possible. However, I'm SO good at amassing clutter, that I've found ways to be cluttered in vertical positions too.<br />
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I've also completely repurposed rooms in our house just so it can contain my clutter in an seemingly organized fashion (that's really a joke but the bed in the photo studio may tell otherwise)...<br />
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And before anyone asks, the paper plates stuck to the walls are actually reading aids for TroubleMaker. We were reading by flashlight and he'd have to find the word on the wall. He moved out a month ago (to his own room) and I've not taken them down... As I mentioned, things have slid a lil' bit around here.<br />
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Over the years, I've blogged about getting organized a lot. Like a lot, a lot. I've done a couple (three?) different organizing challenges (<a href="http://orgjunkie.com/category/52-weeks-of-organizing" target="_blank">52 Weeks</a> & <a href="http://orgjunkie.com/2012/02/29-day-organizing-challenge-1st-progress-link-up.html" target="_blank">29 Day</a>) and it always goes well enough. I completely understand the process and I'm really good at it (check out <a href="http://barefootdeliberations.blogspot.ca/2011/01/week-4-cupboard-of-doom.html" target="_blank">this</a> and <a href="http://barefootdeliberations.blogspot.ca/2011/01/week-2-troublemakers-dresser.html" target="_blank">this</a> and <a href="http://barefootdeliberations.blogspot.ca/2012/02/29-day-challenge-final-reveal.html" target="_blank">this</a>) but as time passes, my interest wanes and my stick-to-it-ness disappears and then I'm right back where I started.<br />
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'Cept this time, The <a href="http://orgjunkie.com/" target="_blank">Org Junkie</a> (the guru of all things organized) isn't hosting an organizing challenge so I must go it alone (I'd use a Star Wars reference about Luke & Yoda but I really don't know anything about the movies).<br />
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First, I emptied everything out of the closet.<br />
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Then I went through everything. Happily, I purged several pairs of pants that had grown too big for me. I tossed out several pairs of dress pants that I've had for more than 10 years and haven't actually worn in at least 4 years. Then I rehung what I'd kept, washed a few items (again that haven't been worn but one must always have at least one pair of dress pants and a blouse or two). I cleaned out the five purses I own (I used to only have one purse - it did everything I needed it to do, then I discovered Grace Adele and now I own four purses, 5 clutches and two wallets). I then put my boot supports in my most awesome boots and folded all my purty sweaters.<br />
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Now it is done and I'm the happy owner of a very tidy closet.<br />
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Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-64877615655565100902014-06-20T20:45:00.000-06:002014-06-20T20:53:33.908-06:0040x40 Update: Day 25 - Meal Planning (in my defense)My goal was to plan (at first) six months ahead - then I said three and finally settled on two months. I accepted that I need to accommodate what I could realistically complete. I've got the rest of June, all of July and August done and it feels amazing!<br />
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I've been teased for years about my meal planning and when sharing my Day 25 40x40 challenge on Facebook, my sweet sister started teasing me about it and it was her goal to teach me a few things about <i>living </i>life instead of <i>planning</i> meals. It got me thinking - why do I meal plan?<br />
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Reaching way back in my memory, I recall the first time I started planning meals. I was working as an order-picker in a sewing supply warehouse. Although I liked the job, it was dreadfully mundane and sometimes I needed something to pass time while I was wandering the isles picking orders. It was usually the same thing week after week but it killed five minutes.<br />
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Later on, it evolved to planning when my husband worked out of town. I again ate the same thing Monday to Thursday, week after week, but always tried to plan different things when he was home.<br />
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When I went back to work after our son was born, it had to happen. I was gone from the house 7am until 4:30pm and my husband didn't cook so I had to make sure he knew what to make for breakfast and lunch plus, I needed to be able to spend as much time with my baby as possible when I got home from work.<br />
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Planning further ahead (like I've been doing since February) works so much better for me for a few reasons...<br />
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1. Planning ahead helps me save money.<br />
2. It takes the guess-work out of dinner.<br />
3. Aids me in planning more nutritious meals.<br />
4. Gives me <b>more</b> time with family.<br />
5. Helps me stay on budget for our 'dining out' budget and our grocery budget.<br />
6. Reduces my stress level because I'm not worrying about it.<br />
7. Ensures I have several meal choices on hand (in case we don't feel like what's on the menu that day).<br />
8. Once I get another five months planned, other than tweaking it and rotating in new meal choices, I won't have to worry what's for dinner for a good long time to come!<br />
9. Less time in the kitchen!<br />
10. During the school year, we have commitments on at least one night a week, knowing what's for dinner means we can eat and get out the door on time and I don't turn into Momzilla.<br />
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And those, friends, are just off the top of my head. If I thought a little more, I'd likely come up with 10 more!<br />
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Everyone is different - some of us plan, some of us don't. I say do what works for you and be happy. Life is too short to worry about what others are doing but if I had to give anyone a piece of advice, it would be to try menu planning - you might just like it!<br />
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Sister: I'm expecting you to teach me some of what you've promised!<br />
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PS If you're interested in learning how I menu plan and how others do it, here are a few links so you can be in the know too and simplify your life.<br />
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<a href="http://barefootdeliberations.blogspot.ca/2011/10/mpm-growing-process-recipe-selection_16.html" target="_blank">My menu planning guidelines</a><br />
<a href="http://barefootdeliberations.blogspot.ca/2010/06/our-family-favourite-recipe-index.html" target="_blank">Our Family Recipe Index</a> (it needs updating)<br />
<a href="http://orgjunkie.com/2009/05/mpm-may-4th-my-top-10-list-for-selecting-recipes.html" target="_blank">The Organizing Junkie's recipe selection criteria</a><br />
<a href="http://orgjunkie.com/menu-plan-monday-guidelines/menu-planning-resources" target="_blank">More Org Junkies Menu Planning Resources</a><br />
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<br />Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-90395975714246326162014-06-11T21:50:00.002-06:002014-06-11T21:50:34.637-06:00Forty by Forty (40x40) - Day 33First and most important lesson learned today: I cannot count. Counting backwards was never really my "thing" and I realized today, that I've somehow managed to get mixed up but I'm back on track and I've been doing things daily (or <i>delegating</i>) so it's all going to work out in the end.<br />
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Today was a delegation day... I enlisted my super awesome, couldn't do it without her, Mother, to help me. My plan had been to do a cupboard today - my spice cupboard. Which I superbly organized while participating in an organizational challenge a few years ago but it's recently fallen on hard, mixed up times. So it got gutted, cleaned and reorganized all by my wonderful mother while my hunny and I spent an hour at Registries sorting out the how and why of registering a motorhome once the Registry office creates the registry incorrectly.<br />
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I also gave confidence to two Mommy friends who have apparent bathing suit complexes, cheered on eight very enthusiastic soccer players, made a kick-ass dinner and even crocheted a lil' something (serious, it's only little - I just did three rounds). I figure that's a good list of accomplishments for today and will still only count all this awesome as just "one" thing.<br />
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What kind of awesome did you create today? This life is a journey and I think we should all try to be as awesome as we can each and every day - not just a certain number of days prior to a certain milestone. So go, be awesome and enjoy this thing called life.Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-3030189408627124942014-06-10T21:18:00.001-06:002014-06-11T20:46:20.107-06:00Forty by Forty (40x40) - Day 36First, some housekeeping...<br />
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I'm tossing the order of my "list" out the window. Turning 40 is liberating in the sense that I'm now getting to the age where two things are happening:<br />
1. Things I remember like yesterday are becoming "vintage" (as I learned the other day, 1989 (the year), is now considered as such)<br />
2. I can do whatever the hell I want!<br />
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Day 36 - today... Since my list is still my list and the order is being juggled like balls at a carnival, I've decided today is the day to buy an RV. Technically speaking, Monday was the day (we signed the final paperwork) and Thursday is the day we take possession so Wednesday seemed like a good time to share our news.<br />
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I've spent the past (nearly) two years cooped up in the house (well, in a manner of speaking) and since I'm not getting any younger and things (health wise) aren't about to change drastically any time soon, we, as a family, decided it was probably time we start "living" and for me, that's been a really important step to beginning to accept <strike>the</strike> my new reality. We've purchased one of those ridiculous reclining lawn chairs (zero gravity type) and with my super neck pillow, I figure it'll be just as awesome as my (ugly but comfy) recliner at home.<br />
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Different walls, different trees and a different place will be good for me. Different is good and I'm looking forward to getting back to something I've always loved doing! Our first trip is planned and we're looking forward to it.<br />
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<br />Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-54972782709284549712014-06-05T21:31:00.003-06:002014-06-05T21:31:22.053-06:00Forty by Forty (40x40) - Day 39So... Today's task was to sign my organ donor card. Doesn't sound like a big deal, does it? But it kind of is because I'm basically saying that when I die, they can take all the parts of me they want to use. Moreover, I might be able to actually help someone live!<br />
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That's really kind of awesome and since I have no religious affiliations (or attachments to my body), I say USE ALL OF ME.<br />
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Just some more quick stats for you...
The biggest needed organ? Kidney - which you can be a living donor for. Number of people who died while waiting for organ donation (in 2012)? 256. What can one organ donor potentially do? Save as many as eight lives! A little weirded out by the idea of donating a part of yourself when you die? Donate blood NOW - it's considered the gift of life, takes about an hour of your time and they give you juice and a cookie when you're done!<br />
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I signed the back of my Alberta Health Care Card and made sure my husband knows what I wish to have happen when I die. That's really all I have to do! If you want to be a living donor, there are links via a map <a href="http://healthycanadians.gc.ca/health-sante/donation-contribution-eng.php">here</a>.
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PS It was very kindly pointed out to me that yesterday, I posted five things on my list and stated I would update next week. Apparently, next week is 7 days so why was I posting 5 things I'd do over 7 days... So, to please the one who will be donating my organs, here, again, are the SEVEN things I will be doing...<br />
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1. Finish & share my 40x40 list!<br />
2. Sign my organ donor card!<br />
3. Make a duct tape wallet for TroubleMaker (aka Brennan, who, with each year, outgrows his toddler moniker)<br />
4. Store away our winter clothing & footwear<br />
5. Make a kid summer "bucket list"!<br />
6. Clean out my beside table (I live so dangerously)<br />
7. Clean out my closet<br />
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<br />Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-50148175005883338912014-06-04T20:39:00.000-06:002014-06-05T21:29:43.411-06:00Forty by Forty (40x40) - Day 40In 40 days, I turn 40 years old. Although I'm not especially
bothered by turning 40 (if any birthday was hard, it was either #18 or #39), I kind of thought it'd be fun to try and do 40
things (a thing a day) on and before the 'big day'. I'm going to send
my thirties off in as big a style as I can...<br />
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So what will I strive to do? Well, I can't travel too much (my
ability to drive has been impeded) and I won't be doing anything
crazy (like bungee jumping or skydiving) so in the grand scheme of
awesome, it may only register as a “6” - perhaps even just a “5”
- but it'll be my 5 and I'm going to enjoy every minute of it.<br />
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You can follow along here on Barefoot Deliberations or find me on <a href="http://instagram.com/brennansmom_1" target="_blank">Instagram</a> or <a href="https://twitter.com/BrennansMom_1" target="_blank">Twitter</a>. I will also be posting publicly on Facebook (I will specifically open up the 40x40 Facebook status updates and will Tweet links to them). The notable exception is the one item which stipulates "24 hours with no Facebook, Instagram or Twitter". I likely will still blog about it though - not totally decided!<br />
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Here, in a not yet determined order, are the first five things of the 40 things I aim to complete...<br />
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1. Finish & share my 40x40 list!<br />
2. Sign my organ donor card!<br />
3. Make a duct tape wallet for TroubleMaker (aka Brennan, who, with each year, outgrows his toddler moniker)<br />
4. Store away our winter clothing & footwear<br />
5. Make a kid summer "bucket list"!<br />
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Exciting, I know! Can't you just wait to follow along? Each Wednesday, I'll post the next five things on my list.<br />
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<br />Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-79322908592883393342014-01-15T09:00:00.000-07:002014-01-15T14:19:14.072-07:00We-Design-Day: Big Boy Room!It's been a while since I wrote about working on a plan for my son's "Big Boy Room". For a while (ie over Christmas/holidays) I did not think about it (mostly) or worry about it (even thought my original goal was to get him transitioned to his room before/over Christmas). Now with the new year here, it's time to start thinking about it again and work towards getting the design completed and work on implementing it.<br />
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My ideas are all broad and conceptual, but I know I want the room to grow with him as he ages. The room needs to be functional (sleeping, relaxing and double as a "sometimes" guest room), inviting, mature with the ability to be youthful, energetic, edgy and "masculine" but not so much as to take away from the fact it's a child's bedroom.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU6d0LuPJ5HVjFzNSmQpU6WGzypKpoXJmVje0rpWDoAdrMIq3PhVyOmmARz6CYSF8LzcSjx25NHvegND59ED7C4JTccm7IYOO8H83jv_CQpLD2we_QCzNL4Vomp7WrDvQmVyt-qRNY6DgB/s1600/1521220_10151807581226104_47540967_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU6d0LuPJ5HVjFzNSmQpU6WGzypKpoXJmVje0rpWDoAdrMIq3PhVyOmmARz6CYSF8LzcSjx25NHvegND59ED7C4JTccm7IYOO8H83jv_CQpLD2we_QCzNL4Vomp7WrDvQmVyt-qRNY6DgB/s400/1521220_10151807581226104_47540967_n.jpg" height="400" width="301" /></a>Typically, when I do design work, I've got worksheets and interviews I conduct but the biggest tool I use is observation. I like to observe people and their things and learn more about them. I can give you magazine perfect, trendy design but if it isn't who the people are, they won't be happy with it and subsequently, neither will I. I know my son pretty well. I know what he likes, what he doesn't like and I kind of know his "style" (as much as a five year old can have a style).<br />
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This weekend, I dug out my paint kid and started reviewing my samples looking for greys. I had it in my head that grey tones were they way to go. Black furniture to ground the space and the use of industrial materials (diamond plate metal, various garage/shop accessories/furniture) would give me the look I wanted.<br />
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And in my head, it was fabulous, with a Capital "F".<br />
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The small swatches of colour looked great and I was in love with the three different combinations I'd put together - I had no idea how I was going to pick just one! Today I pulled out the paint chips and laid them all out.<br />
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And I quickly realized that they were in no way reflective of my son. At all.<br />
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The idea is concrete and is reflective of him and his likes, it was just my preoccupation with a neutral pallet that got in the way.<br />
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Can we agree to make red the new neutral?<br />
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In all seriousness, it's very easy to fall in love with something trendy or something you see on TV or in a magazine but if it's not really indicative of your style, you're likely better off to admire the pages of the magazine and focus on figuring out what your style is.<br />
<br />Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-32752590747577163432014-01-02T16:13:00.001-07:002014-01-02T16:13:20.258-07:00The significance of SeptemberIt would appear everything I like doing, I stopped doing in September.<br />
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As my son and his friend sat down to play the Wii, I thought "What should I do?" Write! That was the obvious answer. I donned my earphones, turned on my music (do you have any idea how annoying the Mario games' music is?) and opened my story (you know the one, the one I wrote in six weeks?). It was then I noticed I hadn't touched the story since September 19 (2013)! WTH?! How did that happen?<br />
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I started dreaming about the story the other day and I knew I had to get back to it. I have a serious love for the characters in the story - I'm kind of sad, really, I should get a life. Maybe it's the writer's curse to be in love with your own hero and heroine?<br />
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None the less, yesterday's post about "new year, new book" may be the inspiration I was looking for. I mean, really, I have at least one other story idea sitting in my head (I wrote it down - I can't trust myself to remember my name these days) but I want (must, need) to finish up the first one before I dive into another.<br />
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Here I go, back in with Derek and Clare, see you on the other side!<br />
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(PS If/when I publish the book, I think "Derek" will have a different name. I used "Derek" initially as a place holder and it's not grown on me)Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-20836365531215832242014-01-01T22:41:00.001-07:002014-01-01T22:41:50.532-07:00New year, blank book?Someone I know (actually, I think it was three people) posted this clever little sign on their Facebook page about how the new year is like a blank book - you can write your own story. It finishes with the even more clever "write a good one".<br />
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Honestly, I love it. I love the saying and think it's fabulous.<br />
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And at it's core, it a great sentiment but it really isn't all that practical. I mean, really, who wouldn't want to start each year - any day - with a blank slate. A chance to right our wrongs, a chance to paint a beautiful picture, an opportunity to make our lives exactly what we want them to be.<br />
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Except for bills. And money. And mortgages. And life.<br />
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My son is five (coming six) and his book is blank but even he's got school (2.75 hrs per day, 5 days per week - and piano on Tuesdays plus 20 minutes piano practice 5 days a week) and yanno, he's five so I make his bedtime and major life decisions for him.<br />
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I suppose if I don't take it too literally, I could see the benefits of looking at the new year as a blank slate. I can choose better and choose different. I can resolve to be kinder, think sweeter and to taking the high road more often.<br />
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But I'll think about that tomorrow. Welcome to 2014.<br />
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<br />Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-5791876160942742692013-10-23T21:30:00.000-06:002013-10-23T21:30:17.059-06:00We-Design-Day: Project Start-Up (programming & planning)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My son is five. We co-sleep. He has a "room" - it's the 6'x10' nursery I prepared for him before he was born. It's bright. light and airy and he's only ever slept in the space for a handful of hours since his birth.<br />
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The crib only fit in one way (as it's pictured) and to the left (out of the shot) is his dresser. There isn't room for anything else and there isn't a closet in the space. It won't fit a regular bed and has (more or less) become a 'crap storage area' and dressing room for the young sir since we gave away his crib some 3 years ago.<br />
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We are readying to move him into his own room - not this room but the 8'x10' room that's beside it. I've tossed around the idea of taking the wall down between the two but my husband is against it - so at this point, the nursery will become his "play room" and the 8'x10' room will become his bedroom.<br />
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My design style is 'real design for real people' - I adhere to what I know and I approach every project I undertake pretty methodically. My day job doesn't always allow me the luxury or the ability to program and plan the way I know, thankfully, in most cases, the planning department does this for me but I always (always) need to understand the problem I'm solving, other wise, I don't feel prepared to do my job.<br />
<br />Design Tip: Knowing the question and the answer before you start can be the key to a successful project.<br />
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When starting a project, I tend to revert to <a href="http://barefootdeliberations.blogspot.ca/2010/11/we-design-day-interview-yourself.html" target="_blank">my process</a>. I've worked on all kinds of projects with all kinds of budgets but my starting point is usually the same. I need to learn about and fully understand the problem (or goal) I'm trying to solve. Doing this allows me to define the answer and work on a solution. Understanding the question helps me evaluate, plan and start planning the solution. I can define the parameters and start scope development. Knowing the goal also helps me make changes "on the fly" too - sometimes, on paper, what looks great and functional, isn't and I need to be able to fully know the goal so I can make changes and adjustment where needed.<br />
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In the case of the new "big boy" bedroom, my goal is a<b> flexible, adaptable bedroom space that will grow with my son and his life</b>. There are also challenges - it's a small room, it is our 'spare' room where out of town guests stay and it has two exterior walls.<br />
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This week, I'm going to use my <a href="http://barefootdeliberations.blogspot.ca/2010/12/we-design-day-program-your-space.html" target="_blank">"interview sheet"</a> to help me work out some details. It will help bring the goal into focus, allow me to evaluate, get my son's input and give me a 'working document' to launch into more detailed programming with.<br />
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Thanks for reading, as always, let me know if you have any questions!<br />
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<br />Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-73440891219052608152013-10-21T15:23:00.000-06:002013-10-21T15:23:42.246-06:00Get out and VOTE! Civic Elections 2013<div>
<i>I'm passionate about politics and especially passionate about my right to vote. I've done my "go vote" thing on Facebook and I'm further encouraging my friends and family by writing this!</i></div>
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Today is Civic Election Day across my province. I voted. In fact, I was the 10th person to vote at my polling station this morning. As we got ready to take TroubleMaker to school, I explained that we were voting after dropped him off - that's why were driving to school. Being the inquisitive kid he is, he asked why?<div>
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Which brought out my inner suffragette.</div>
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"Did you know that less than 100 years ago, Mommy <a href="http://www.cbc.ca/history/EPISCONTENTSE1EP11CH4PA5LE.html" target="_blank">wouldn't have been allowed to vote</a> in any election?" I said, making grand gestures (I'm part French, we talk with our hands). "Also, when my Grandma was your age, he Mom couldn't vote either!" I said again, swooping my arm for effect.</div>
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"Why not?" he asked.</div>
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"Because women weren't considered <i>'persons'</i>!"</div>
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"What does that mean?" he questioned.</div>
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<br />"It means that women weren't considered to be people like you and your daddy are." I smiled.</div>
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I think he found this most perplexing - of course I'm a "person" like he is! Of course I should have the right to vote, like he can (or will, when he turns 18)! </div>
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Edmonton, my city of residence, has about <a href="http://www.edmonton.ca/city_government/municipal_elections/who-is-eligible-to-vote.aspx" target="_blank">619, 138 eligible voters across 12 wards</a> (districts). In our last civic election, only <a href="http://www.edmonton.ca/city_government/municipal_elections/election-history.aspx" target="_blank">199, 359 people voted</a>. That means only 33% of eligible voters exercised their right!</div>
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What!? Only one third of the people who could vote, did? How is that even possible? How could people be that apathetic? Especially women! </div>
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Listen folks, I know about voter apathy. I don't like our member of parliament and every election since moving to this riding, I go out and vote. And every time, he gets reelected. By a landslide majority. My vote truly does not count. At all. But I vote - because I can, because the women who came before me who fought relentlessly so I had the right!</div>
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So what are you doing today? Did you vote? Do you vote - even if you know your vote won't "really" count towards the change you'd like to see? Do you believe that not voting speaks more loudly?</div>
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Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-56895320382438448132013-10-15T21:58:00.000-06:002013-10-15T21:58:47.777-06:00"We're going to end up on her blog!"Today I had the play and coffee date with one of TroubleMaker's school mates. It went well. The Mom invited another friend over (because, as she said, "I've been telling her all about you!" so she thought we just had to meet) so it was a houseful and we had a very good visit.<br />
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At one point, the Mom asked what I did to stay sane. I said I wrote. Stories and blogging, mostly.<br />
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And that's when it got awkward.<br />
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Because they asked if I was a "big blogger" (meaning one that actually makes money from blogging - her husband knows someone who makes a small fortune blogging). Naturally, I lied and said "Why of course!" I don't think they believed me.<br />
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Haha - no, I'm just kidding. Of course I said I wasn't - I said I wrote mostly for myself and to impart my vast, unending knowledge (haha - I'm HILARIOUS).<br />
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Oh yes. It was awkward because they then implied everything they said/did, would end up on the blog.<br />
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Like when they gave the kids an entire box of <a href="http://www.cookiemadness.net/2009/09/mini-halloween-oreo-cheesecakes/" target="_blank">Hallowe'en Oreos</a>... Or let the kids go dance out front with a cell phone filled with an eclectic mix of music that ranged from Pink to gospel (she was worried about the Pink music with the "swear" bombs)...<br />
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It was a pretty awesome afternoon because they were <i>my kind</i> of people. Non-judgmental (because we always said "No judgment" before gossiping), coffee drinking, one too many pumpkin muffins eating, don't let the kid's eat stuff they find in the street, kind of parents.<br />
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I'm a little awkward when I first meet people so I hope I get invited back. I made kick-ass muffins and didn't swear too much and drank two big cups of coffee. I also brought cookies (pumpkin chocolate chip) because life is always better with chocolate.Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-26653833312946556172013-10-14T22:41:00.001-06:002013-10-15T10:44:32.931-06:00Menu Plan Monday and Pumpkin! (Oct 12-18, 2013)I've been planning, just not posting. :) Because life, you know?<br />
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<b>Saturday:</b> <i>Take out</i><br />
<b>Sunday: </b>Turkey dinner @ my parents<br />
<b>Monday: </b><a href="http://www.tasteandtellblog.com/pepperoni-pizza-mac-and-cheese/" target="_blank">Pepperoni pizza macaroni and cheese</a> <i>(if you're a kid or have kids, this will be awesome - for the 'over 10' crowd, it's eatable)</i><br />
<b>Tuesday: </b><a href="http://www.kraftcanada.com/en/recipes/favourite-tuna-casserole-88473.aspx" target="_blank">Favourite Tuna Casserole</a><br />
<b>Wednesday: </b>Hamburger soup and buns<br />
<b>Thursday: </b><a href="http://allrecipes.com/recipe/chicken-mushroom-linguine/" target="_blank">Chicken and mushroom linguine</a><br />
<b>Friday: </b>Oven BBQ pork chops and oven roasted potatoes<br />
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Since school started, I've had the privilege of taking TroubleMaker each morning. This has afforded me the chance to meet some really nice Moms. One of which, I accidentally stalked a couple weeks ago. She was chatting, I was chatting, and she made mention that she lived "across from the toboggan hill". While picking TroubleMaker up from the sitter's one afternoon, I told him I figured out where his friend from school lived. He asked to drive past, we did.<br />
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Imagine my surprise when they were out in their front yard. I gave the awkward wave and stopped (because by that time, I was committed). We chatted for twenty minutes or so while the kids played. I admitted I was kind of stalking her and she told me she had tried to stalk me too. I realized then we'd be good friends.<br />
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Being the awesome person I am, I offered to bring muffins (pumpkin or carrot). She picked pumpkin and since my first attempt at p'muffins were awful, I decided to spring a new recipe from the vault. Being me, it also meant I had to try it before to make sure it was awesome and it also meant I'd do a bunch of stuff to make it more awesome and then I'd forget what I did.<br />
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Enter - "<a href="http://dinnerwithjulie.com/2012/11/06/pumpkin-muffins/" target="_blank">Better Than Starbucks Pumpkin Muffins</a>" by <a href="http://dinnerwithjulie.com/" target="_blank">Dinner with Julie</a>! They are <i>really </i>good and they cooked up beautifully!<br />
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I did not do the sugar topping nor did I do the cream cheese filling (it kind of squicked me out). I also skipped the pumpkin pie spice and opted for (approximately) the following:<br />
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3 tsp cinnamon<br />
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pinch (small) allspice<br />
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Also, which I think made these a 'winner', I used brown sugar in place of the white. I did this because I ran out of white sugar while making brownies and because I thought it might be "more fall" to use brown sugar since it has a richer flavour. I also used a touch more oil (a tablespoon or two) because the batter struck me as being a bit dry. The end result is great - crisp on the outside, moist and tender on the inside. I hope they go over well! <i>PS I had another one after my workout this morning and HOLY COW, I could eat the entire batch!</i><br />
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Sharing my menu with the Org Junkie at <a href="http://orgjunkie.com/2013/10/menu-plan-monday-oct-1413.html" target="_blank">Menu Plan Monday</a>!<br />
<br />Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-26058829279894321072013-10-09T21:57:00.000-06:002013-10-09T21:57:11.785-06:00A memory from 1988This post is about nothing but a memory. I couldn't think of anything clever for a title.<br />
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While putting my short guy to bed, I remembered something from junior high. Like when I was in grade eight, junior high. That's a very long time ago (math was never my strong suit, as my memory will kind of reveal).<br />
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When I was in junior high, I wrote and edited our school newspaper. I actually even won an award for it (likely my only 'academic' award until I won a scholarship and bursary for academic performance during college). My Mom made a big deal about the award ceremony and insisted I go (only 'geeks' went to awards night - I may have written for the paper but I was not in any way a geek). None the less, we went.<br />
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But that's not what my memory is about. Not at all, although it is newspaper related.<br />
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For filler, I wrote a review column. After seeing the new Robin Williams movie (sometime in October of that year), I reviewed and rated it for that weeks edition. I remember rating it really high - it was really good - and I remember writing something to the effect of <i>"when Robin Williams is left to his own, he shines brilliantly." </i>Although I don't remember if my 'star' rating was out of five or ten, I do know I gave it one number down (so either a 4/5 or a 9/10).<br />
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The day or so after the edition was released, two boys -both in grade 9 and both of whom, I thought were quite cute, stopped me in the hallway.<br /><br />
<i>"Why," </i>they both asked in unison, <i>"did you only give it 9 stars?"</i><br />
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And that's the memory I uncovered tonight.Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-78364343035231270712013-09-24T10:56:00.000-06:002013-09-24T10:56:51.328-06:00Move home and let Mom sort it outThere have been very few (if any) days in my adult life where I thought moving home and letting my Mom take care of <i>everything</i> was a good idea.<br />
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Today, I believe this may be the best solution (not really, kind of).<br />
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Being a parent is hard. Being a grown up is hard. Having to cook 300 days a year is hard (I'm allowing for a lot of take-out/restaurant meals). Cleaning the house is hard (because it just keeps getting dirty). Cleaning windows is hard. Home maintenance is hard. Working is hard.<br />
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I want to be that kid that spends hours in the basement playing "Office" with my siblings. I want to be the kid who plays endlessly in the dirt surrounding our acreage with my brother's Tonka trucks and the homemade trucks my Grandpa made us. I want to play Barbies with my sister. I want to write stories. I want to come home from school and have my Mom smiling with homemade cookies for a snack the yummy smell of dinner cooking in the oven.<br />
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I'll even weed the garden and spend 3/4 of the summer shelling peas. Oh, how we spent our summers shelling peas (and taking the ends of green beans and picking raspberries and digging carrots and dusting the cauliflower and broccoli with toxins to kill bugs). Heck, I'll even take my elderly Grandmother shopping every single Saturday (without complaint) and I promise I won't <i>die of embarrassment </i> when she farts in every isle.<br />
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I want fresh sheets on my beds, clean laundry in my drawers and a hug from my Mom telling me tomorrow would be a better day. My life wasn't a Normal Rockwell painting but there are days now where I reflect on my childhood with longing and desire. I was always in such a hurry to grow up that now that I have, I think young me was a total moron. Being a grown up is damn hard and it isn't nearly as much fun as I expected it to be.<br />
<br />Sure, I have a job (sort of) and it pays well and I can buy "things" I want but I can't buy everything I want because, you know, I have to eat (and feed my own little TroubleMaker) and make house payments and pay bills and save for TroubleMaker's university education. I can't bunk off my responsibilities and because I'm not independently wealthy, I've actually travelled <b><i>less</i> </b>as an adult then I did as a teenager.<br />
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Then one has to factor in the whole "getting old" stuff. How things hurt now that didn't before and how the ground keeps getting further and further away from me (and it's not because I'm growing taller). <a href="http://youtu.be/J6zMtTQix28" target="_blank">My neck and back are aching and my sight and hearing's fading</a> for crying out loud - this grown up thing is stupid.<br />
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<i>Seriously</i>, it's not really that bad but I'm certainly willing to go to my Mom's for a few days and just lay on her couch and let her <strike>serve</strike> take care of me.<br />
Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-8013435335562118592013-09-23T11:10:00.001-06:002013-09-23T11:10:14.781-06:00Menu Plan Monday - September 28 to October 4, 2013 Last weeks menu changed. I forgot my husband was having some dental work done. This didn't phase me, though. It meant SOUP! I love soup. He isn't a huge fan, however, with a sore mouth, he was good with my choices! I got to make two of my three favourites! <a href="http://www.finecooking.com/recipes/baked_potato_soup.aspx" target="_blank">Baked Potato and Leek</a> (with bacon and cheese) and <a href="http://www.carnationmilk.ca/recipe-details.aspx?rid=926" target="_blank">Peppery Corn Chowder</a> (weird, they changed the name of it - PS I never use evap milk, just regular old 1%). The best part? Leftovers! Yippee! I also "invented" my own version of Boston Pizza's "Bandera Bread". My son loves that stuff - mine really wasn't anything like BP's, but TroubleMaker loved it and ate nearly half of the thing himself..<br />
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This week we're in soft food mode, although he's anxious for ham (we spent all day today (Sunday) picnicking and taking pictures in the country so I didn't make it yesterday)!<br />
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<b>Monday: </b><a href="http://www.scribd.com/doc/30832337/May-3-to-May-9-Recipes" target="_blank">Mom's crockpot ham and scalloped potatoes</a><br />
<b>Tuesday: </b><a href="http://barefootdeliberations.blogspot.ca/2010/11/mpm-25.html" target="_blank">Fettuccine Alfredo</a><br />
<b>Wednesday: </b>Breakfast burritos<br />
<b>Thursday: </b>Creamy ham and mashed potatoes<br />
<b>Friday: </b><a href="http://what2cook.net/2013/03/15/slow-cooker-teriyaki-chicken/" target="_blank">Crockpot chicken teriyaki</a>, fried rice and stir fried veggies<br />
<b>Saturday: </b>Pizza Party!<br />
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Sharing with the <a href="http://orgjunkie.com/2013/09/menu-plan-monday-sept-2313.html" target="_blank">Org Junkie</a>. Have a great week, eat well!Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-50061509560080643762013-09-20T10:36:00.000-06:002013-09-20T10:36:07.374-06:00The Perception of Poverty and the NHL<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Warning: </b>I'm feeling ranty and generally fed up with society.</span><br />
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This morning "news" broke locally about an NHL'er and his recently signed deal (<a href="http://www.edmontonjournal.com/sports/Edmonton+Oilers+sign+Ryan+Nugent+Hopkins+seven+year+contract+extension+with+video/8934277/story.html" target="_blank">read it here</a>). The "Nuge" was signed for seven more years - for 42 million US (that's 42 with six (6) zeroes).<br />
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Did I mention he's a hockey player?<br />
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Yay for him. I'm sure he's very talented and he's worked hard to get where he is. Although I think his salary is ridiculous (we don't pay people to save lives anywhere where near that much - see here for the <a href="http://alis.alberta.ca/occinfo/Content/RequestAction.asp?aspAction=GetHTMLProfile&format=html&occPro_ID=71002698" target="_blank">average of a GP in Alberta</a> - my math calcs come up with about $170,000 annually), that's only one of the problems with this story.<br />
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The first line of the "news" story states: <i>EDMONTON - During his peewee years growing up in Burnaby, B.C., Ryan Nugent-Hopkins was forced to sit out one season because his family was having a tough time making ends meet.*</i><br />
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The radio station I was listening to said how awesome and great this was - because they were poor and he couldn't play hockey for <i>one year</i>. Although I haven't found 'exact' costs, it's estimated one year of peewee costs anywhere from $600 to $2000 for registration, $1000 for equipment. Additionally, there are travel costs (hotels, food, etc) for tournaments and away games.<br />
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Can I just remind everyone that hockey is not necessary to survive? It doesn't feed, clothe or shelter you. No matter how you slice it, dice or dissect it, it is an exclusive and elitist activity that very few can really afford to play.<br />
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Do I think it's fair and equitable that he's making 5.6 million dollars <b>more</b> than the neurosurgeon who had my life in his hands? Not a chance.<br />
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We, as a society, are seriously screwed up and have an enormous problem on our hands. What message are we sending our children? That "poor" means you can't play hockey for a year? Tell that to the families who frequent food banks!<br />
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I'm not really blaming the players - it is us (meaning the collective "we") who caused this. When we put our priorities in the wrong basket, we've sentenced ourselves to a lifetime of this misguided lifestyle.<br />
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Just once, though, it would be nice to have a hockey player stand up and say "Hey, this is stupid! How can I possibly be paid more, in one year, than the leaders of many nations combined?"<br />
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The "heads" of Singapore, Hong Kong, the USA, Germany, Canada, Luxembourg, Ireland, France, Britain, Cyprus, Spain and Italy make <a href="http://news.msn.com/world/what-do-world-leaders-bring-home-every-year?stay=1" target="_blank">$4, 568, 768.00 per year</a> COMBINED. Yet we're always bitching that politicians make too much money (for what it's worth, the Prime Minister of Italy is drawing no salary). Hockey (or other pro-sports) players? Totally justified...<br />
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Hand me a hand-basket, as obviously, we're up crap creek without a paddle.<br />
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* <u>Edmonton Oilers lock up another building block with Nugent-Hopkins extension</u> - Jim Matheson, Edmonton Journal (Sept. 20, 2013) [See link above for full article]Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-17402373516944409302013-09-15T21:22:00.000-06:002013-09-16T07:30:15.169-06:00Menu Plan Monday - September 15 to 21, 2013Menu planning - it is a 'must' in our house. Since my last MPM, I haven't had a 'formal' plan in place.<br />
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And it's been terrible. We also hadn't done a grocery shop in a whole bunch of weeks either (because I didn't have a plan) so it was picking the bitter dregs to in order to make <i>something</i> to eat. Thankfully, my family is very patient and not too picky so we managed, but I felt in constant chaos. I'm disorganized enough, food (for the most part), is the one area I'm usually organized! Without organized menus and food sure made life terribly difficult.<br />
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I can control the menu and the planning so I am (once again) climbing back on the bus to try to bring zen to my chaos! When I created our initial <a href="http://barefootdeliberations.blogspot.ca/2011/10/mpm-growing-process-recipe-selection_16.html" target="_blank">recipe selection criteria</a>, things were much different for me and my family.<br />
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Now, food prep is an issue so I need simple prep (not much chopping, slicing or dicing), easy cooking (stirring is painful) and unfortunately, I've had to employ the use of prepared foods where I can. Thankfully, however, our diets are better controlled so although I still want to keep the lower sodium and sugar, our efforts of introducing more fruits and vegetables (and exercising regularly) is working for us.<br />
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Without further adieu, here is what we're eating this week!<br />
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<b>Sunday: </b>Hot dogs and chips<br />
<b>Monday: </b>Chicken Caesar salad wraps<br />
<b>Tuesday: </b>Tacos<br />
<b>Wednesday:</b> <a href="http://www.food.com/recipe/creamy-garlic-penne-pasta-43023" target="_blank">Creamy Garlic Penne</a> with fish <i>(Shhh! Don't tell the boys - I'm trying to sneak some fish into our diets)</i><br />
<b>Thursday: </b>Egg wraps<br />
<b>Friday: </b><a href="http://www.cookwithcampbells.ca/en-ca/Recipes/2stephoneydijonchicken.aspx" target="_blank">Honey Dijon Chicken</a> with egg noodles<br />
<b>Saturday: </b><a href="http://www.scribd.com/doc/30832337/May-3-to-May-9-Recipes" target="_blank">Mom's Crockpot Ham and scalloped potatoe</a>s<br />
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Sharing with the Organizing Junkie's <a href="http://orgjunkie.com/2013/09/menu-plan-monday-sept-1613.html" target="_blank">Menu Plan Monday</a>. Thanks for stopping by!Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493815207601295181.post-27535030178173514412013-09-01T07:50:00.000-06:002013-09-01T07:51:43.570-06:00My Favourite Things: Sunday MorningsAs I sit in the eerily still and quiet house on this Sunday morning, I'm reminded of one of my most favourite things...<br />
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Sunday mornings. It's the only time of the week (save for holiday Monday's or Christmas) where the entire neighbourhood falls silent. I awake to hear birds chirping their morning songs, the odd rustle of feathers as the magpies settle on the rooftop and the gentle breaths of my little boy sleeping snugly beside me. Not far off in the kitchen, I hear my lovely fur-son, Max, rearrange his old weary bones in his crate and sometimes, I hear the soft snores of my husband.<br />
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No one is zipping off to work or school or the store for milk. No one is yelling or honking their horns on our street as they try to hurry up those the pick up for work. There are no roaring engines as they race up our street trying to beat traffic by cutting through our neighbourhood.<br />
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I lay still in my bed, listening to the sounds around me - the sounds of a world still sleeping and I feel peace.Brennan's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17390194359025311276noreply@blogger.com2