You know you need winter to end when…

You pine for the pool every time you drive by it – at least 4 times a day.

The amount of static in your hair/clothes/cat actually might electrocute you.

There is a constant coat of sand and salt on your lovely hardwood.

You gain back 8 pounds and you’re desperate to start running again. But damn it’s sooo cold!

All of your photos start to look alike – and not on purpose. There is nothing else to shoot.

Photo Jan 31, 10 53 42 AM

Photo Jan 16, 7 42 29 AM

Photo Feb 15, 8 15 09 AM

Photo Feb 18, 6 00 42 PM

Photo Jan 29, 7 44 46 PM

I think I’ve reached my limit of pics of bare trees for one year. All of my other recent photos are of the boy or the cat. Yeah, I’m ready for spring.

Did you hear we’re supposed to get another snowstorm again this weekend? *headdesk* I miss green grass and daisies!

 

football poetry

Since we’re sitting here watching the Patriots play, and trying not to be too antsy about it, I will give you football humor, 9 year old style. Josh wrote this and asked me to post it here for him. Sure!

Positions

Wide receiver, running back.

All of these I do not lack.

Quarterback, tight end.

I am flexible, I can bend.

I am the opposite of lame.

But only in my video game.

You guys. How freaking cute is that??!!

 

a year in photos

I don’t really do those typical year end wrap-up posts, of course because I don’t really blog enough to bother! Since photography has become kind of a favorite thing for me lately, I thought I’d share a few iPhone photos that I never got around to posting here before. Btw, I stopped posting on Instagram and I’ve gone back to Flickr – come find me there!

frosty

cherry tree 2

fairy tree

escalator

moss pic

sunshine

funky flower

border bridge

cherry tree

Happy New Year friends, I wish you all the best!

there are no words

I’ve spent the last few days trying to think of the right thing to say.

I just can’t.

Wishing you all peace.

xo

hamming it up

I don’t know what I’m doing here anymore. I pretty much just do bullet posts and photo posts and I’m boring myself. I can’t even imagine how bored you must be. Anyway! Today is Friday so that means bullets. You’re so welcome.

I’m curious, what do you do for Christmas dinner? Do you go all out like Thanksgiving or do you go the simple route with take-out? We have lasagna because it’s one of the few meals Damon likes to make so I get to do absolutely nothing!

catching up

It’s been a long time since I did a Friday bullets, but here I am again!

ps. I don’t have a pan big enough for my stupid turkey. I DECLUTTERED it 2 years ago. Arghh.

I know he’s just a cat

(Updated below.)

But he’s been my baby for 13 years. He was my baby before I had a baby. He’s my shadow and Josh’s best buddy.

George isn’t doing great. He’s lost a bunch of weight over the last few months. We did some bloodwork earlier in the week to rule out some things and tomorrow he’s going to be sedated so he can have an ultrasound and x-rays.

Fingers crossed we can figure this out and it’s an easy fix.

Update: George has kidney disease and possibly some issues with his liver, both common in aging cats. We’ll be treating with a renal friendly diet and, of all the strange things, Pepcid. It’s really hard to cut those teeny tiny pills into quarters. It’s even hard to shove a 1/4 of a pill into George’s mouth and make him swallow. He’s too smart for me to hide it in his food. Anyway, for now we’re just going to love, and pet, and snuggle him as long as we have him.

there’s always next year

Fenway Faithful. Red Sox Nation. Whatever you want to call it. Some of us just can’t help being fans. Tonight is their last game of the season and no matter how sucktastic this year has been, and it’s been really, incredibly bad, I still love my team.

We went to a game a couple Sundays ago – I think it was the last game they won – and we had a fabulous time.

That’s Pedey at bat, right before getting on base and then scoring. (I admit, he’s my favorite, mostly because he just seems to love playing.)

The best part about the game though, came after it was over. It was the last home afternoon game so they let all the kids who attended run the bases. No, really. We got to walk out on the warning track. Josh got to RUN THE BASES AT FENWAY. He got to high five Middlebrooks and Lavarnway. It was completely awesome.

We’ll be back again next year, still cheering for the home team, still hoping for a playoff spot, still badmouthing the Yankees. (Please beat them tonight!*) We’ll be there again the year after that, and again, and again. Because we can’t help ourselves.

In return, we want a manager and coaches that cares, a team that wants to play hard and win, and ownership that appreciates the fans. We want good baseball. I don’t think that’s too much to ask.

When does Pitchers and Catchers start?

* Ugh. That was just pathetic and miserable.

the politics of hate

There are very few things I hate in this world but I truly HATE politics. Not people, but the political machinery that is grinding away at all of us.

I know how I am going to vote, and I know what issues call to me. I research those issues with what I hope is an open mind, on my own, in as many places as I can. I read both Huffpo and Fox News in hopes of finding some truth in the middle. There is no middle. They both make me gag with their slimy bullshit sensationalism. The rise of the new muckrakers is upon us and no one seems to care.

I don’t need incessant phone calls, or endless TV ads, or crazy pants rants on Facebook, or whatever other medium people want use to try to sway me. Everyone spreads half-truths, tells outright lies, or resorts to personal attacks so I’ve just stopped believing anything I hear. Most don’t even know that they are perpetuating lies someone else created. I’m just sick of it all.

It scares me when I see how truly hateful some people can be. Especially on the internet where some sense of anonymity turns what I would assume are normal rational adults into fear mongering jerks who will attack on a whim.

We all dig our little hole in the ground, call it our position, and never waver again. Not even a lean in one direction or another. There is no listening to what others have to say, no hmm, maybe you could be on to something there. I only see my-way-or-the-highway arguments, name-calling, and belittling of others opinions and feelings. La la la la, I don’t hear you, I’m right, you’re wrong, screw you.

How is this ever going to get us anywhere? Where is the compromise, the kindness? How are we ever going to dig ourselves out of this mess if we’re all in our own little holes with no room to shift?

It worries me greatly.

kid-friendly pasta salad

You guys, I just discovered I haven’t posted a recipe here since 2010. You know why? Not because I don’t cook every single freaking day. Because, ugh, I really do. No, it’s because I mostly cook really boring things, like brown rice. And soup. Soup and rice don’t photograph particularly well!

When I do make something that’s actually pretty I always forget to photograph the ingredients, the process, and sometimes even the finished product. We eat it and then I think, “crap, I should have taken a picture!” I would make a terrible food blogger.

Anyway! We all know that since school has started again we all have potlucks looming. I made a pasta salad this weekend that is perfect for a potluck or picnic because it doesn’t have mayonnaise in it. My kid doesn’t like mayo! It’s like I don’t even know who he is. Of course, I’m not really eating mayo these days either – I love it, but it doesn’t particularly like me. So! This is my new go to salad.

I’ve made this a lot recently, and it’s just perfect; easy, light, and kid-friendly.

Mix it all up and finish seasoning to taste. You might need a little more olive oil or vinegar. I don’t measure mine so I guessed at the amount!

We love this salad exactly like this but you can use the recipe as just a base for the raw veggies your family likes – onions, chives, olives, shredded carrots, diced cucumber, celery (gag) or whatever.

If you want to make it a complete one dish meal add in some cold diced chicken and hard boiled eggs. I’ve also made a similar one using cold pesto as the dressing instead of the olive oil vinegar and seasonings. So good!

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