Is like an addiction, I absolutely love it. I suck at it. I’m terrible at it. It hurts, it hurts so much, my knees, my left ankle, but I love it. I can’t do it for long, I can only do a little here and there and the rest is spent walking but I do it. Rain or shine I do it and I do it six days a week. It’s helping with the weight loss, but I do need to do a better job of that too. Running though, I can see why people do it.
The Geek had this brilliant plan to dress up Kidlet as the Bride of Frankenstein for Halloween since she has a stuffed baby Frankenstein Monster. I thought it was an excellent idea and attempted to make the costume myself, I figured how hard could it be? I’ll buy a flat white sheet, a sheer white curtain, put a hole in the middle of each and then hem it and we’re good to go.
Yeah…no. Not so much. I bought a twin flat sheet because I couldn’t find one that was crib sized, Kidlet is 3 years old so the twin was huge. I tried to hem the sheet. Didn’t have white thread so went with black to give it a creepy feel. Unfortunately I wasn’t able to sew in a straight line, I measured very badly, and then cut the hole for the neck too big. I tried to fix the neck, screwed it up three times and jammed the sewing machine four times.
Kidlet went as Rapunzel for Halloween and she loved it.
We had trick or treaters this year since we moved to the townhouse we’re renting. Our last trick or treaters of the night were a couple in the twenties who had their kitten with them, they were dressed as squirrels from a TV show that I know nothing about and their kitten had butterfly wings. Kidlet loved it, she got to pet the kitten, hand out candy, and talk to the couple about their costumes. It completely made her night. The kitten was cute and I got to rid of candy. A win-win for all.
Halloween means Fall and Fall is favorite season, it’s chilly and the leaves turn colors and in Portland it means rain. Living in New Mexico Fall meant that Starbucks would sell Pumpkin Spice Lattes and the weather would finally start to cool off and it wouldn’t be so damn hot. The Geek and I have wanted to move to Portland Oregon for a few years now and last year we finally did it. Fall in Portland is completely different than Fall in NM. We have trees here that actually turn colors and then fall off the trees. That’s not to say that all of NM is a desert, it’s not, but I lived in the desert for 10 years and I lived in NM until I moved to Oregon. I love chilly days and nights, I love the rain here (yes, I realize that because I’m not a native that the rain is awesome to me and to people who have lived here for a while the rain is not), and I love that the coffee shops put out the Fall flavors. Everything about Fall makes me happy. Including Thanksgiving, because pumpkin pie.
The Geek is out of town this week (which means I’m on my own with the kidlet) and instead of eating out for every meal as I have done in the past I decided I would cook. Yes, that’s right, me, cooking, well, before anyone gets excited and calls the Fire Department, I didn’t use the oven and the house didn’t burn down. I made pulled pork in the crock pot. I did order pizza the first night, but that’s a long standing tradition for us. I found this incredibly easy recipe on Pinterest and then promptly lost the recipe but I remembered three of the four ingredients. I came home and Google Fu-ed the recipe and came across one on Tablespoon that used the three ingredients I bought.
It came out so damn good that I considered eating it for breakfast this morning. I didn’t, but it was a near thing. Today I’m making pineapple chicken, it’s cooking in the crock pot right now. I’m awesome with the crock pot…because you put everything in and walk away. Oddly enough I also enjoy baking and I even made pumpkin chocolate chip muffins.
I’m not Martha Stewart by any means, I still think she secretly hates me, yes I realize she has no idea I even exist, but she is all knowing and she knows without knowing that I exist. Okay fine, she terrifies me.
The pulled pork recipe:
Pineapple Chicken Recipe
We’ve moved! The Geek and Redneck clan of three has moved into a townhouse, we are renting and hope to be here until we buy a house. No more apartment living for us which I am quite grateful for. We owned a house in New Mexico from 2005 until last year when we moved to Oregon and going back to an apartment was rough. Most of the apartment complexes in our neck of the woods do not have air conditioning and for most of the year we don’t need it. When we moved last year we came up in August and it was hot, but it was for a couple of weeks and then it was good. This year they’ve had some really strange weather move in and it’s been in the 90s to the upper 90s for quite some time and our apartment was hot and miserable. It was too hot to sleep at night no matter how many fans we had going. Last night was our first night in our new place and it was glorious! I slept so good last night.
Which is good because I’ve been getting up at 4 every day this week so I can go work and then go to work for a 6 am training. I normally get up 4:30, you would think that 30 minutes wouldn’t make a huge difference but those 30 minutes combined with the heat make for a rough day. On top of the training and the heat we began moving into our new place last Friday and this week was our day care provider’s vacation. Last night I was walking up the stairs to the bedrooms and in my zombie like state must have decided that I should take the stairs two at a time or I don’t know, maybe I thought I was closer to the top than I was, but I managed to trip and fall while walking up the stairs. Hurt too. The Geek just took our Escape in for service, the check engine light kept coming on and there are recall repairs to be done to it too. When it rains it pours.
Today though the weather is beautiful, kidlet is peacefully napping, and I’m here in front of a window with our cat Lilith typing away and watching the neighborhood come alive. I’ve never lived somewhere other than an apartment where the neighborhood has been so active. I think it will take me some time to get used to it, but I like it.
So now I’m off to unpack and see what else I can trip over, until stay cool out there :)
We recently went to Cannon Beach, as in we got home from Cannon Beach today. Absolutely gorgeous and amazing. We saw the Goonies house, drank awesome Oregon beer, had fresh seafood, played in the sand and we even flew a kite.
Up until I moved to Oregon I’ve always lived in a land locked state, this was the third time I got to see the ocean and every time I see it I’m in awe. It’s vast and it’s stunning and words cannot describe the feeling it leaves with me every time I see it.
If it weren’t for my job and the company I work for I would have never been able to move and be only 2 hours from the beach and the waves. I love Oregon, this is where I was meant to be.
So January has come and gone, I’m not making any progress in my weight loss goals yet. My husband the Geek is in the same boat.
We found this website that does a meal plan for every night of the week or five nights of the week from Costco for $150. We checked it out and ended up not using it because the meals weren’t all that healthy. We did get some good ideas from it though and we’ve revamped our dinner menu so hopefully that helps.
Still trying and we’ll see where we end up come the end of the month.
Is that bunny committing suicide…on your calendar?
So the link I posted, that’s a line for Andy Riley. Andy Riley is a cartoonist. He’s also a scriptwriter. Until December of 2012 I had no idea who he was. I also had no idea that bunnies would want to commit suicide. I mean, they’re bunnies, they’re cute and fluffy, and they seem to be happy with the whole frolicking thing. At least I thought so.
Then in December of 2012 my husband brought home a calendar by Andy Riley depicting a bunny committing suicide in various ways, I asked my husband the Geek to buy a calendar for 2013. I was expecting either generic or something slightly off the wall. I was not expecting a calendar with a bunny with depression issues who was trying to off himself. I spent a few days horrified and saddened by the calendar with my husband telling me he thought I would really enjoy it, it was so funny, the bunny is trying to kill itself! I kept asking how that was funny, the poor bunny, but as time went on I actually found myself enjoying the calendar. It was rather humorous. I mean, the ways the bunny thought of to die were pretty clever.
I then felt terrible for finding the calendar funny, and then I embraced it and enjoyed the calendar. It’s started a new tradition in our house, now we buy a new calendar with a bunny trying to kill itself. If you get a chance, check out the Bunny Suicides. You might regret it. You might find this post disturbing. You may decide that with my unhealthy obsession of Martha Stewart and my enjoyment of Bunny Suicides that I’m a terrible and scary person.
You might be right. Or you might just have a sense of humor.