Memery

OOOO another hobbit house

Another earthship type house. I am fully cognizant of my in-the-dream place right now, but I hope to infect Paul with the possibilities that we have before us. I like our house fine, except that it’s wholly grid dependent. It would be fine as a passive solar house, but whoever built it oriented it improperly on the lot, so it actually superheats the house during the summer, rather than cools it. There’s no feasible way to retrofit that, so I can just dream of another plat of land….somewhere…..

It’s much more rustic than what I want to actually live in but I am thinking this would be a fab playhouse!

Sleepovers

G was 10 months old on her first sleepover. She stayed with her grandparents, while P-Daddy and I went to Myrtle Beach overnight. She stayed up all night, ate things she shouldn’t have and they let her CIO. Flash forward to now, at 6 years old, where she is on her first cognizant sleepover. She’s with the C-family, with whom she has woken up many times before, and I am not worried about her. But I do miss her– I forgot last night and was jarred a bit when I checked on her before I went to bed.

I was proud and a little sad when the phone beside my bed didn’t ring.

I hope it is just my tiny anxiety about this little separation manifesting itself, and not a harbinger, but I dreamt of my Grandmother last night. My Grandfather wasn’t there with her in her kitchen, but her mother and her sister–both deceased– were. Many of us were there, eating and being loud together in a Southern, family way. My dh woke me from my dream, which made me angry. I didn’t show it, but I was upset to leave my Grandmother’s table when I didn’t strictly have to.

Three days in a row

And yesterday, while dh and ds shore fished, ~G~ and I made a fire on the beach. I love this life.

Probably my fave pic ever.

There’s a sleeping toddler beneath those bundles.

That’s our beach. That cliff? That’s our neighborhood.

A secret way home, through the Harry Potter woods.

A seal washed in with the recent high tide, probably casualty of a boat prop.

Well it didn’t work

the sun didn’t show and it sprinkled all day–but we had a fabulous time. FABULOUS! FABULOUS!

Nikirj and MacAttack came over with their three kids each. If we’d had sun, more people would have showed but it was probably perfect the way it was. All the kids got along well together and their field trip to the low tide beach was fun to watch.

I should probably note that all but two of the children were waiting just outside the front door while MacAttack and I gathered the last of the bags and food (which we didn’t eat on the beach anyway, because it was too wet down there). When Nikirj appeared in the front door to check on them, they literally ran down the street toward the beach, her own toddlerness in tow. So she phoned us en route to let us know that “we aren’t in the front yard anymore, and your boys don’t have coats on.”

Investigating the little critters and learning about what they eat and how they move made for great fun for all of them, and the tide was so low we could get to the abandoned pier, where the little monkeys climbed for a while before deciding hot chocolate and cookies was incentive enough to eave the beach.

Not before one of our little monkeys decided to lick a fiddler crab, which decided to latch on. We think the fiddler crab is probably in the sewer system now.

The vortex took hold, and even got me too, because by the time we all straggled back to our house, P-daddy was home. That really jarred me, because I had no idea it was 5.30. So we had cookies as promised, then cobbled together an appetizer / soup /sandwich bar supper for everyone. It was cool. Even with a toddler jumping off the new bunk bed– I guess it’s ok because she landed on her feet!

And MacAttack brought us SAUSAGE! Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

More pix on nikirj’s blog!

Sunshine, Sunshine

I am calling forth the sunshine that I had been promised when I invite an atomic butt-ton of people to our beach today for a picnic. The tides are finally in summer mode, which is great– yards and yards of beach–but I wanted the whole tamale. A friday, with sunshine, and an afternoon low tide makes for a damn fine playdate.

And now, it is grey. Grey and cold. I have faith. It is the PNW! Weather changes on a sneeze.

N is contributing to the calling!

A lot like pizza

Nikirj couldn’t conceive of a pizza made with tofu as a crust, so I made some “pizza bites” to show her how it’s done.

The recipe is taken from Fran McCullough’s tome The Low Carbohydrate Cookbook.

Once the tofu is sliced then and pressed out, you pan fry it:

Add salt, pepper, and herbs to taste:

Add the cheese and sauce:

Run it under the broiler for crisping:

Finis! And it’s tasty!

Had a wonderful weekend

We really enjoyed the break from the constant rain and got our backs into it in the back 40. We have been trimming the trees and pulling out the dangerous crap we never noticed from the winter falls. N was instrumental in this, and enjoyed how “strong” he is by felling and hauling the tiny trees.

G and I went Sunday to purchase a hermit crab for N. She knew that was the plan, after sufficient waiting time after his goldfish finally passed. She was pretty insistent, and he was happily floored when we came home with his new friend.

Mother Blessing

something I painted for a friend….

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