Week in Pictures

Oh hell yeah! In a “there’s nothing in the house” whining moment, we realized we have a crap ton of duck eggs and semolina, and that with a pinch of salt meant Dan made us homemade pasta and I grabbed the rest of the chopped bacon from the freezer, mixed it with the last bits of sundried tomatoes from this year (argh! running out of these in November is so NOT cool…we’ve already run out of marinara and are on our last two quarts of chopped tomatoes..insert big annoyed sigh here…) and some dried marjoram from our front yard’s harvest this fall, with a good dash of olive oil next to a handful of spinach and homemade balsamic vinaigrette? Oh hell yeah! My only question is, what took us THIS long to do such an easy dinner?!!!!

carseat

Oh no she didn’t…oh yes she did! With Ruby in doggie heaven now, we have had this feeling that perhaps it happened at this time to prepare us for our next big adventure, and in our reality check we came to the decision that it’d totally suck if we got the call from the adoption agency telling us a baby had been born and come right now – and we didn’t have the utter basic prep completed. Back in May when we kicked off the domestic adoption application process, I had written about my brief burst of nesting energy, making a DIY baby wrap with a recycled jersey cotton bedsheet, wipes from my husband’s recently-retired flannel shirt, etc. Then my eye exploded and needless to say, my summer was fucked and post-DEIVF depression took me to a very, very dark place to put it mildly, and nesting was a joke. It may sound weird to hear that my dog’s death has brought light into another area, but I believe some (NOT all!) things happen for a reason, and so I’m trying to channel this energy into something vaguely resembling hope. The carseat by Britax is literally the ONLY model that supposedly fits in the back of our hatchback, so we took advantage of online holiday shopping deals and, voila, there is a carseat hiding down in the basement. Along with that, we realized that we have to feed the future baby so I found a recipe for DIY formula that I want to try (a shit ton of ingredients, but we can make a massive batch and freeze it, so there ya go), with the understanding that if it makes me crazy I’ll get some organic stuff at the store (I just hate that storebought formula is full of sugar. We looked into breast milk banks but they charge an arm and a leg OR only allow the goods to go to ICU babies, and no, I’m not going to induce lactation as some suggest. Last thing I need is the high chance that my boobs will also fail me like my entire reproductive system already has – low stress is the name of the game, y’all.) and am now pondering the ten million varieties of cloth diapers, as our diaper service plans will ONLY work if we’re in Portland where Tidee Didee operates (seems these services are a thing of the past in most towns).

This is Wonder Woman, the 2 year old piggy I met on Division after coming out of an appointment. Strangely I’d been chatting with a couple of baristas across the street just an hour earlier about keeping pigs in the city, so at first, clearly, I thought the caffeine may have gotten to me. Fortunately the owner came out and introduced me to her and we briefly chatted about more unusual pets in the city, including the miniature horse that often stops by my husband’s store. I know, I know, only in Portland, right? But I love how there are rescue animals of all types here, and I can tell you, she loved pets and I loved giving her pets just as much as any pup. Uh-oh…

HC

10 days to go! Yesterday I finally got my e-tickets emailed to me to see Hillary Clinton on the 12th. And yeah, I’m already thinking about what I’m going to wear. Husband is even reading her autobiography as I try to get through What Happened (I have to admit, what happened was so awful I avoided reading it for quite a while but I need to support HRC and so have bitten the bullet). I am stunned that it’s been over a year now since that nauseating day. I still remember the visceral feeling in my gut as we left the election night party at the Convention Center, running into some old friends and just hugging in dismay at how fucked things were. The only thing that was even half this bad was on 9/11 when I saw the planes hitting the towers and just thought, how much do you want to bet GWB is going to use this to start a war (and I was right). Anyone living in a Republican state can see that the Senate does not give two shits about women or anyone non-wealthy, as proven by the passage of the tax “reform” that, if passed by the House, will be the financial nail in the coffin for the majority of people out there. Don’t think it’s all that bad? The UN is investigating the issue of extreme poverty in…America. Yes, that’s right. More aid was given to HAITI than has been given to Puerto Rico, which #45 and his Republican cronies are hell bent on letting the people there die. It’s a weird time to be in the naturalization process for my husband (whoever thought Malcolm Turnbull would come out looking better than Trump on the world stage?) to put it mildly. I need to see Hillary Clinton and I need to see the reminder that while the Electoral College rule kept her from becoming POTUS even though she won the popular vote by millions, that we can survive this, that we can continue to push for change, that this cannot possibly be the end of the line, that we’ve only just begun.

  One thought on “Week in Pictures

  1. December 2, 2017 at 2:17 pm

    Homemade pasta? Skill level: expert! 😍

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    • December 3, 2017 at 7:39 am

      Not at all actually! Turns out it is literally just 2 cups of flour, 3 eggs and a dash of salt and you mix it together with your hands, refrigerate 20 minutes,roll it out super thin then cut it with a knife into noodles before boiling it for 3 minutes. I had always assumed it was something expert level and then I watched and do it and went “oh, huh, that’s crazy easy actually!” 😀

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      • December 4, 2017 at 7:08 am

        Wow, it doesn’t even require a specialized kitchen appliance😉

        In all seriousness, though, I might have to try it when I get a REALLY kitchen!

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  2. mum
    December 3, 2017 at 11:51 pm

    I’m really happy to see you are preparing for my little grandbaby …

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