Snapshots: Just Four

We have had such strange weather this spring. It was in the nineties in March, and then on Wednesday, May 20, I had to start the woodstove.

The last fire of the season. I think.

The MiL sent us this older book on running by Jeff Galloway, and I was not prepared for this passage.

Memento Mori, I guess, but dang, Jeff.

We have successfully completed the last day of school.

Mostly in the new gym, which, unlike the old gym, does not make all photos look green.

And now it is summer break. No more pencils, no more books, etc.

One of my pet peeves is non-human things that attempt to be conversational. For instance, I do not need to see a sympathetic error message on a website that reads, "Oops! Something went wrong. But don't worry; it's not your fault!"

The middle boy was given this water bottle at school. It has a helpful sticker to show where the push button to open the top is, and then this was under that.

I was not seeking validation for my water-bottle-opening skills, thanks.

There you have it! My life, snapshotted.

Friday Food: Toad in the Hole

Friday

Short version: Toad in the hole, fruit shakes

Long version: All of the males in the family were gone working or going to town, and all of them ate fairly late and heavy lunches. I hadn't planned on anything big for dinner, fortunately, so I just made toad in the hole--also known as egg in the hole--for anyone who wanted one. 

What do you call this egg and bread preparation where you cut a hole in the bread to fry the egg in? I never had it growing up, so I call it what A. does, but I know there are lots of names for it.

And then I made fruit shakes for everyone. These are smoothies, but I hate that word, so I call them fruit shakes. This one had a banana, frozen strawberries, frozen grapes, and the last of the strawberry-rhubarb sauce. Plus yogurt and milk, of course. It was quite warm this day and half the family had been hauling and stacking hay for a neighbor, so they were very pleased to have the fruit shake.

Saturday

Short version: Hamburgers on homemade buns, baked beans, raw cucumbers and bell peppers

Long version: I was baking bread for teacher gifts, and I used some of the dough to make hamburger buns. Which were used for, um, hamburgers.

The grease-covered stove is the main reason I dislike making hamburgers.

I found one quart container of baked beans in the small freezer that I heated up, too. 

Sunday

Short version: Graduation potluck

Long version: We went to a graduation party in the late afternoon that was a potluck barbecue. Hot dogs and hamburgers were provided. Because the guest of honor can't eat any kind of bread besides sourdough, I brought him some of the buns I had made the day before. Then I also brought carrot slaw and deviled eggs.

Monday

Short version: Leftover hamburgers, Fritos, carrot slaw, and crispy rice treats at home; banquet food

Long version: I went with the older two boys to the sports awards banquet. The meal was provided--pulled pork, beans, creamed corn, potato salad--and the athletes' families brought desserts. I brought crispy rice treats.

I had three hamburgers left, plus three hamburger buns, for the three people at home. Perfect. I also had some bacon that needed to be cooked, resulting in very popular bacon cheeseburgers. And I made a small pan of crispy rice treats just for them.

Two for each person, o happy day.

Tuesday

Short version: Spanish tortilla, strawberry-rhubarb nut crisp

Long version: I made the Spanish tortilla earlier in the day, including in it some beet greens I found in the freezer that have been in there since last year and some of the last of the garden tomatoes I froze whole in November. 

While the oven was on to bake that, I also put in a strawberry-rhubarb crisp. I experimented with the topping a bit, making it with just oats and almonds pulverized in the food processor before adding the butter, sugar, etc. This worked better as a gluten-free crisp topping than just oats, which tend to get too wet in baking with fruit. The addition of the nuts made it actually kind of crispy. A good thing to remember when we have guests that don't eat gluten.

Wednesday

Short version: Creamy pork and potato soup, fried bread, chocolate chip cookies

Long version: It was quite cool this day. I took the opportunity to have the oven on for a long time to cook a pork shoulder. And then the kitchen got to 82 degrees and I had to open windows and doors to cool it down in there.

Anyway. 

The pork shoulder was so big I had to cut a chunk off so I could fit it in my biggest covered casserole. I had learned that a friend was sick, so I used that cut-off chunk to make soup to share.

I simmered the pork with onion tops, carrot peelings, and bay leaves to make a stock, and then used that and the meat, plus onion, lots of garlic, carrots, potatoes, and beet greens, to make the soup. I blended some of the vegetables before adding in the meat to thicken it all, and it came out very well.

The addition of the greens made it an unfortunate color, but it tasted better than it looked.

There were only four of us here for dinner, which meant I could fit half a piece of bread for each person into a skillet to make the fried bread. That's pretty much like a giant crouton, and is fun for dipping into soup. 

Thursday

Short version: Pork, cornbread, green salad with vinaigrette, rice pudding

Long version: This was the pork shoulder I had cooked the day before, pulled apart and broiled in its own rendered lard with spices while the cornbread was baking. The rice pudding had also been made the day before while I was cooking the pork. I figured that would be a nice treat to have on the last day of school, which this was.

Refrigerator check:

Okay, your turn! What'd you eat this week?

In the Thick of It

I have a friend who refers to this month as "May-cember." And any parent of school-age children--or any teacher--knows why: May is right up there with December as the craziest month of the school year*.

There are just so many things going on. So many extra events, so many special treats to provide, so much special apparel, gifts, cards, and on and on and on. There is SO MUCH to remember.

Let's just take the last week, for example.

We had field day for the elementary (sunscreen, athletic shorts, the special t-shirts provided by the school) and the FFA awards banquet (FFA official dress, which must be ironed) on the same day.

There was a field trip for one kid the day after (more sunscreen, a water bottle, spending money for the gift shop).

Saturday, I baked bread for teacher gifts.

A.'s winter hobby of painting watercolor cards has made it very easy to have a nice card to go with the bread. We're starting to run out of cards, though.

We went to a graduation party Sunday afternoon (card+cash, in addition to the food I made for the potluck). 

Monday, one boy woke up mumbling that they were watching a movie in class that day and did we have any snacks that would be good for a movie? So I was making maple kettle corn at 7 a.m. Poppy announced they were having a "camping" day in her class, as well as a water fight, so she needed a pillow and blanket and an extra set of clothes to change into after the water fight. The older two boys had track pictures, which required them to bring their track uniforms. And I had a meeting at the school in the afternoon. We finished off the day with the (THREE-HOUR LONG) sports award banquet, to which I brought a dessert, as requested.

Today is an overnight field trip for the younger two boys. I will help them get together their change of clothes, toothbrushes, etc., when I wake them up. I didn't get home from the sports banquet until after 9 p.m., which is why we didn't do it last night. Also, Poppy's teacher had a granddaughter born yesterday three weeks early, so she won't be there today and A. is going to substitute for her.

The two boys return from their field trip Wednesday night. Thursday is the last day of school awards assembly and staff vs. students volleyball game, and then we are done at 2 p.m.

Done in more than one way. We're all going to fall across the finish line this year, but we will make it. Just three more days . . .

* If you live somewhere where the school year goes to June, I suppose it would be June-cember, although that's kind of awkward.

Snapshots: Closing In On the End

First: We have lambs!

Two very healthy ewe lambs.

 The kids came home from school with these t-shirts this week.

It was a rather hectic year, with all the construction, moving schools, new teachers, etc.

Those were the shirts for the elementary field day this year, a day much anticipated by Poppy and her only brother still in elementary school.

Me and my finger waiting on the running events to start.

About two minutes after I took that photo, Poppy fell at full speed while running the 50-yard dash*. She was wearing shorts, and she absolutely shredded her knee on the rough track. It was ugly. She missed out on the sack race and the tug of war, although she did manage to do the egg and spoon race, since that's mostly walking.

The next day, her class went on a field trip. She was not in good shape when she got up in the morning. We had to soak her gauze bandage off, and she couldn't walk very well because she couldn't really bend her knee.

The place they went for their field trip had a climbing wall, which she was greatly looking forward to. I had told her she probably wouldn't be able to climb, though, because of her knee.

I should have known better. A. was there because he drove the activity bus, and he sent me this photo.

She wasn't quite tall enough to reach the bell in the middle at the top, but she almost made it.

I went to the FFA awards banquet this week. There was a peony on each table. 

Mine was sad.

And last, I found some purple flowers outside church to add to the yellow flowers that were already there.

A lot healthier than the peony.

There you have it! My life, snapshotted.

* She was winning, too. Alas for short-lived glory.

Friday Food: Blender Sugar

Friday 

Short version: Leftover potato soup, omelets, still-frozen green beans

Long version: I had quite a bit left of the pureed potato soup that I had made the previous day. Some children elected to have just that. Then I made a cheese omelet for A., me, and the one child who dislikes soup. A. had soup with his omelet. The soup-hater had some leftover rice with his.

Saturday

Short version: Sonic for the girls, more omelets for the boys

Long version: Poppy and I had an outing this day to go into town and do a Walmart stock-up. She came with me because one of the mission churches in our parish is an hour away from our house, but right on the way home from the town with the Walmart. Poppy wants to see every church in our parish, and neither of us had been to this one, which only has Mass the second Saturday of the month.

So we went to town, did our errands, had some Sonic for an early dinner, and went to Mass on the way home.

The inside was nicer than the outside, but I don't have a picture of the interior because there were several people already there praying, and I don't like to take pictures of churches in that case.

A. made more omelets for the home crew, because we have a LOT of eggs on hand right now. I think eight dozen.

Sunday

Short version: Mother's Day Frito pie, cheesecake bars with strawberry-rhubarb sauce

Long version: I love Frito pie, but rarely eat it. However, on a day when I feel entitled to something I cook really for me, it seems like a good option. It also has the great benefit of being something that can be made ahead, so I don't have to cook on the actual day. I made the chili on Saturday morning, so on Mother's Day, all I did was re-heat that and chop up all the toppings.

I made the cheesecake bars on Saturday, too, using this recipe. Instead of topping them with berries, though, I cooked rhubarb and strawberries down in the oven while the bars were baking, and then anyone who wanted to could put the fruit sauce on their cheesecake bar.

This person did. I did not, because I don't really like fruit on my desserts.

Edited to add: I didn't have graham crackers for the crust because I never have graham crackers. HOWEVER. I made a "crust" with almonds, pecans, brown and white sugar, and melted butter in the food processor, and that was delicious. Better than a graham cracker crust for sure.

Monday

Short version: Chicken and rice with caramelized onions, asparagus, green peas

Long version: I found one of the roosters we butchered awhile ago in the bottom of the freezer, so I took that out to thaw. I cooked it by simply simmering it until I could pull the meat off. Then I used the meat, plus the stock, to make this recipe, more or less. I needed to use quite a bit more stock to get the rice all the way cooked, and I had to use some balsamic vinegar because I never have white wine on hand, but it's still good.

I remain enamored of the asparagus's bright green color.

Spring in a skillet.

Tuesday

Short version: Tuna patties, mashed potatoes, green salad with vinaigrette, Mexican wedding cookies

Long version: This is a very popular meal with all of my children. I myself fail to see what is so exciting about canned tuna in a patty, but it makes them happy.

Happy plate.

I made a rash promise to one child who was dreading a day of testing that I would make custard for dessert. But then in the end, I didn't want to use so much of my dwindling milk supply for custard. My next thought was Mexican wedding cookies, which are just as beloved as custard. I got the butter all soft and the nuts crushed and chopped, as needed for the recipe, when I remembered I used all my powdered sugar for the First Communion coconut cake .

Boooo.

However! I knew it's possible to make powdered sugar with granulated sugar and cornstarch. I duly looked this up and put the correct proportions of each (1 cup sugar:1 tablespoon cornstarch) into the food processor. After a few minutes of whirling around, it was not really powdery. Still grainy. So then I got out my blender and tried that. Much better, if not quite as fluffy as store-bought powdered sugar.

Blended sugar.

Annoying to have to use two machines, but now I know if I ever have to make it again that the blender is the way to go.

Since I had the food processor out and dirty already, I used it to make the cookies, which came out very well and were very much appreciated by all.

Wednesday

Short version: Leftover chili at home, FFA food out

Long version: I went to the FFA awards dinner, as did the older two boys who are in FFA. It was at the (singular) restaurant in the village. They had a buffet of green chile chicken enchilada casserole, red chile beef enchilada casserole, beans, rice, and homemade flour tortillas. It was so good. Too spicy for me, of course, but that's what sour cream is for.

Thursday

Short version: Lamb steaks, leftover mashed potatoes, asparagus or still-frozen green beans

Long version: Nah.

Refrigerator check:

So many eggs.

Okay, your turn! What'd you eat this week?

Wagon Tramping

Last Thursday, the boys came running into the house after school to tell me that they saw a guy on the road who was driving a tractor pulling two wagons, behind which were several donkeys walking along.

Say what?

Later in the evening, the boys went up to the post office and came back to announce that the whole rig was parked right behind the post office and the donkeys were picketed around to graze.

A. went up there to see if the guy needed any water for his animals. And this is how we learned about wagon tramps.

There are apparently still people who travel the country in wagons. This guy had two wagons, both of them custom-built. One he lived in, and the other was for his livestock. In addition to half a dozen donkeys, he had pigeons, chickens, and a few goats. He was from Missouri and was on his way to somewhere around Taos, to meet with another wagon tramp who was camping there.

A. has been promising the boys for a couple of years now that if he ever had the opportunity, he would get some pigeons. He asked the guy if he would sell any of his pigeons, but he said he had lost a few in a storm and didn't want to sell any right now.

The next morning, I was on my way to the village and stopped at the post office to check the mail. The wagon guy was still there, and he came over to the car to ask me if it was my boys who had wanted the pigeons. When I said yes, he told me that he had found out there was a very large flock of pigeons wherever he was going, so he wanted to give the boys some pigeons.

Home I went again to get all the family and a bird cage*, and then we went back to the wagons.

A couple of the grazing donkeys.

The rig.

A. and the boys were very interested in how the wagons were built. He had a catalog with all the different axles to build wagons on.

He gave us four pigeons.

He also gave me a bunch of chicken eggs, because he said he had too many. He wouldn't take any money for any of this, which I anticipated, so I gave him a loaf of bread I had baked the day before.

He moves pretty slowly, because he can only go as fast as the donkeys can walk. I would imagine it will take him maybe another two weeks to get to Taos, but I'm glad he happened to stop here. 

There are so many different lives out there I never even knew existed. This is certainly one of them.

* The children found the bird cage in the shed of the abandoned house we own and brought it home awhile ago, even though we had no birds except chickens. I had banished it to the barn, and they were very gratified that it was being put to use. 

Snapshots: Mom Things

I still have one child who comes home from school with Mother's Day gifts for me.

 

This year, a tile coaster and my favorite, "All About My Mom."

A. brought me some flowers from below the hill.

Now that we've gotten some rain, I have hope we might get some flowers around our house, too.

Poppy and I read a book together that had a guided drawing at the end. She wanted both of us to do it. I am not very good at drawing, and my rendition of the jellyfish was a bit . . . puffy.

Poppy added the pump to it, which amused me greatly.

Poppy is a much better artist than I am. She has learned how to paint with watercolors from A., and made a very nice card for a baby being baptized at church tomorrow.

I found some images for her to copy of the font and shell, and she did the rest.

There you have it! My life, snapshotted.

Happy Mother's Day to all my fellow moms. I hope you have a lovely day.