Saturday, January 31, 2009
Friday, January 30, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
I found this idea in Real Simple magazine: Lightly cook grapefruit segments in a hot skillet with a few spoonfuls of sugar and a drops of vanilla; serve with its sauce over ice cream or pound cake.
It is a warm, cold, quick, juicy and extremely fragrant winter dessert. In fact, it almost smells better than it tastes! I just wish that I had a room spray that captured the scent.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Her way of writing flows so very well, and is engagingly entertaining.
She and her husband Paul spent two years in Norway, and her description of Norwegians reminded me so much of the ones I know (er, my family):
"There were ... more redheads per square meter than anywhere else I'd ever been. Every Norwegian seemed to be good-looking and healthy, and to have an air of uncomplicated niceness." (chp. 5)
That's us! Redheaded, healthy and "nice".
On writing Mastering The Art Of French Cooking: "Seeing one's inadequate English frozen into type was a lesson in humility." (chp. 6)
No kidding - so often I feel the same way.
Also, to describe a mutt, she called it "a large dog made up of many breeds".
Friday, January 23, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Thank you all for coming! It was so good to see you and spend the day together. (heart)
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Of course, the robins are pretty adorable, too!
Friday, January 16, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
There were a few other things that I wanted to get, though I still need to think them over/ talk them over with John:
the Gulliver childrens chair (I want at least two, maybe four) for 7.99 each, half off ... which means if we get four we'd only be paying the price of two ... but then we'd have to find a place for them ......... maybe?
Not bad at all, especially considering that they're wood!
the Gulliver childrens table to match the chairs, at 14.99
We'll have to see. We don't really need them now, but will they ever be this cheap again? We don't have a place to set them up, except, perhaps for one chair, but the boxes are flat! Oh, decisions.
Well, we had a great time there, and came back tired, with sore feet and a few goodies. Thanks for coming down guys! It was great seeing you!
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
With eyes wide open to the mercies of God, I beg you, my brothers, as an intelligent act of worship, to give Him your bodies, as a living sacrifice, consecrated to Him and acceptable by Him.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
counting cards detail
- The crib, originally brown wood, stayed brown wood even though we were going to paint it a creamy white. We may still re-paint it, but then again, the wood looks fine!
- The recliner that we already had ended up being a much more comfortable chair for feeding Baby than the rocker that we found and recovered.
There are still a few things that need to be figured out or "found", such as, what are we going to use for a changing table? A dresser would be great - especially if it had shelf and drawer space. Also, the room doesn't quite seem tied together yet. I can't put my finger on it, but that little "something" just doesn't seem to be there. Maybe I'm too picky, or just have been working at it so long that I can't step back and admire. Anyone have an idea for how to bring it all together?
In the meantime, John and I are eagerly awaiting our Little One. We went to visit the mid-wife yesterday, and she was pleased at how we're growing! Baby is 34 weeks old, head down with her feet up. Those little feet are pretty active, too! They tend to find their way up under my ribs, making it a little tricky to bend over or get comfortable. Soon enough, though, I know I'll miss that feeling.
Monday, January 05, 2009
Sunday, January 04, 2009
The source of its profundity is beyond us, but also, incredibly, within our reach (John 1:10-13). What a paradox.
Because He created and came into "our" world, every minute cell has meaning. Especially the cells that join to form a fresh life, and to which a soul is given. Just the fact that God created it gives even the microscopic bits of matter meaning, but how much more so when He became a tiny bit of matter Himself.
This Christmas especially I have pondered over and over the weird and awesome fact that God would choose to become so vulnerable, so tiny. For a third of pregnancy, our Messiah could have fit inside my hand.
I have pondered how Mary felt. Did she ever mourn for what might have been, for her normal life that would never be? Did she panic when she felt a strange pain or twinge? Or was there a slight sense of relief, that maybe she wouldn't be asked to carry this child after all? What was her joy like?
And how Joseph felt. Did he take pride in Mary's growing belly? Did he talk to Jesus, sing to Him, listen to His heartbeat? What was his anticipation like? Was it more trepidation, or was he able to leave his fears at God's feet?
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- winter Saturday
- my only resolution for the year:
- snow falling, thick and soft
- grapefruit-vanilla compote - last night's dessert
- quotes from Julia (Child)
- the nursery
- Saturday's shopping trip with Leah
- bluebird of happiness
- oh, the possibilities!
- Did you know that tulips smell like honey? I didn...
- 35 weeks
- IKEA winter sale
- embodied worship
- more mommy-mades
- nursery details
- champagne chicken
- the meaning of matter
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