Wednesday, March 31, 2010

what i eat for lunch every weekday


When people find out how restricted my diet is (I'm vegetarian and don't eat refined sugar, gluten, eggs or most dairy), they want to know what I *do* eat. And a lot of people are intrigued by the fact that I eat (homemade) soup every day for lunch. So I made this recipe video to show you how I prepare delicious soup every weekday morning for my bag lunch.

You're welcome.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

spring equinox


The same night I took some photos of canning jars in my back room, I sat in one of my rocking chairs and tried to ignore the awful migraine that was bouncing around inside my head... and in a spare moment, I enjoyed the sunset, as seen through my northwest window.

Since the time change, my back room has become one of my favorite places to be in the early evening. I love watching the light go from golden daylight to even more golden pre-dusk, and then fade imperceptibly to silvery pre-night.

I realized with a shock the other night that I will be able to enjoy this same light from this same spot in this same room SIX MONTHS FROM NOW. Which is pretty awesome. Here's to six months of light enjoyment.

Monday, November 16, 2009

'tis the season for raynaud's disease

I have this thing called Raynaud's Disease that makes my fingers and toes turn yellow in the cold. Had my first major attack of the season today, walking to my car after work (a 15-minute jaunt in the crisp fall air). Here's a picture of my left hand after I got home. The hand is wet because I was warming it under some lukewarm running water before I got the brilliant idea to photograph it.

Basically, whatever controls the constriction of blood vessels to my hands and feet is @$&)ed up. The pallor seen in three of my fingers is where the vessels have constricted so much that blood is no longer getting through. Nice. Hurts like hell, too. Just saying.

I have to be careful to bundle up most of the time, or else winter becomes my own private hell. Summertime in the freezer aisle of the grocery store is not so lovely, either.

(I have since chewed off that hangnail on my ring finger, making a bloody mess, BTW. Also nice. Sorry.)



Sunday, November 8, 2009

federline


Saw this story on the Sympatico home page this morning. Apparently Kevin Federline (father of Britney Spears' children) has gotten his current girlfriend pregnant. The part that made me LOL:

"Kevin wasn't planning to have children with Victoria, and now he's upset with her," a source tells the Enquirer. Maybe he should be upset with the person who told him where babies come from, because I think they explained it wrong.

Read the entire story, here.

Saturday, October 31, 2009

hallowe'en


So this is my first Hallowe'en ever, on my own. Where I have to give out candy. The last three years I lived alone in Toronto, but I was in a building and kids didn't visit. Before that, I always lived with someone else, and let them do the whole Hallowe'en thing.

So I bought some potato chip variety packs, which I was hoping I would still find at 5:45PM on Hallowe'en night. Thank you, Price Chopper. And the packages even had coupons on them, so I got two FREE packs of Quaker granola bars. I am handing those out first (I can't eat them). I CAN eat potato chips.

No kids so far. Maybe I'll have none, who knows? Above is the little table I set up beside my door, with the granola bars in the basket. Awesome. I almost feel Hallowe'eny, now. Below is one of the boys, also excited. (But probably more so about possible opportunities to escape and explore the stairway.)


Thursday, October 29, 2009

6 killer prayer tips











From the same people who brought you the marshmallow kids. This video makes me laugh because it's so ridiculous.

(And yeah, I've totally noticed that the video is like an inch below the blog title... I just don't know enough about coding to fix it...)

the marshmallow test







This video is so hilarious. I love the kids who smell the marshmallows, and then take little tiny bits off them and put them in their mouths. Plus the little guy who keeps on grimacing makes me laugh.