I hope you’re enjoying the beginning of summer. I know I’ve been taking EVERY opportunity to bask in the sunshine (okay, okay, and also in the A/C).
As we have been approaching the 4th of July, I confess that I have been feeling sort of…anxious. And not the good, I’m -so-anxious-to-fill-my-plate kind of anxiety. It’s the kind of anxiety where I’ve been dreading writing about this holiday. I’ve probably written about 8 different drafts of this blog post that I’ve either totally deleted or have edited heavily.
Did you know that I used to be vegetarian? Probably not, based on what you see on this blog, but I was. For a lot of years when I was growing up. I actually still prefer Morningstar products over conventional meat sometimes. Like their breakfast sausage. In my mind, happiness is a freezer full of there beautiful breakfast links. I think one of the reasons I feel that way is because conventional meat producers are so. freaking. obsessed with pork.
We are in the home stretch of Whole 30, and I can’t believe it! In 4 days, we get to start reintroducing foods and evaluating how/if they affect us. I would be lying if I told you I’m not excited! I spent the morning re-organizing my schedule after the long weekend and started working on our reintroduction plan for the week after Whole 30. I am a mixture of good and bad anxiety: anxious that foods I love are no good for me, anddddd at the same time SO looking forward to reuniting with beans, cheese, and of course my truest food love: pasta.
Have you ever wanted something so bad, that you surrounded yourself with things that remind you of what you want, in the hopes that it will come true?
That’s how I feel right now about sunshine and warm weather. I mean, y’all, we knew what we signed up for when we moved to Portland (or at least we pretended to), and then this winter happened. From an unexpected snow storm that froze the city for over a week, to record rainfalls–EVEN seasoned Oregonians are pulling out their umbrellas, and you don’t do that around here unless you want to lose your reputation.
First things first:
I am TOTALLY a fair weather Falcons Fan. I fully accept and embrace the title of being a fair weather fan for the sake of Georgia NFL football this ONE TIME in my entire life. I do not own any Falcons gear, and I have never watched a full Falcons game before.
I am unashamed to say that this is a one time thing, as I’m still in the market for an NFL team to pledge my allegiance to. I’m a little late to the game, since I really only every subscribed to SEC college football, and it has taken me this long (and this much heartbreak) to graduate into NFL fandom.
It’s the week of Christmas! In a lot of ways, this is an exciting season for us. Consecutive days off work for Ben, means we get to relax and go outdoors more. No one in our house is upset about that. And although we are bummed out that we won’t be with our families, we’re doing our best to add elements of each of them in our yearly traditions to feel close to them from so far away.
I remember reading years and years ago in an old Reader’s Digest that your tastebuds change every 7 years. I’ve held onto that tid bit for a while and tend to try foods I hate every once in a while to check on its validity (although I think beets will hold a life-long ban on my tastebuds). One of the times I’ve been pleasantly surprised was when I was 15, and I tried avocados and liked them for the first time.
What a week, am I right? This year has been a year full of hatred and dissent. Maybe I was naive beforehand, or I had a thicker skin, but somehow this year has felt like we’ve been hit with wave after wave of violent speech and violent actions. Now, I am generally of the mind that this blog isn’t a space for a lot of political or controversial topics, but it would be very dishonest of me to not disclose that this election has had a very personal effect on me. Because of that, I have felt slightly derailed and side-tracked from my Thanksgiving planning this year.
I think there are few things in this world that I love more than sitting down and thinking about food and calling it work. Seriously, I’ve spent a couple of days organizing Menus for Thanksgiving and it has me in all sorts of yummy anticipation.
Happy November! We’ve had two. whole. days of no rain in Portland. The sun is shining, the leaves are every shade of beautiful. Estel, our dog, is laying belly up in the sunshine in our backyard right now. Even though we’ve been in Portland for two winters now, poor girl still hates the rain. I’m taking the sunshine in, too. Even skipped my Vitamin D this morning to make sure I spent at least 30 minutes remembering what it feels like to have the sun around. And maybe that’s all melodramatic, but if you lived here, you’d know what I was talking about. And if you do live here, then I’m sure you’ve been absorbing as much sun as possible as well.