I wish I had something different to post

Nothing new around here, I continue to psychotically crochet hats and scarves and come up with new yarn projects. I wont show you because then it will only add to the embarrassment of my uncontrolled yarn hobby. Come on though, doesn't this picture make you want to have a yarn hobby too??



picture from www.purlbee.com

A long winter's nap in a super cute cap

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;

And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,

Had just settled down for a long winter's nap.....

Yes, I know, it's not even Halloween yet. However, I am apparently destined to spend the rest of my pregnant days making Christmas crafts. In my mind I will never be able to accomplish anything again with a new baby and a toddler. So I have to hurry and get it all done, and then I have this compulsive need to show all of you. Sigh.

p.s. Yes, I think it is super creepy to have dolls model your hats. There are no heads small enough to model my hat and it just doesn't look as cute on the floor.

Check

I can check a few things off my massive to-do list. Unfortunately the things I can check off are on the list of things that aren't necessary. Oh well, I am enjoying my procrastination. I think I am nesting as a few people suggested, but I better turn that nesting into actually getting ready for the baby to arrive this month. (You know like a name for the baby, a bed, clothes, a room...just stuff like that)

To do:

1. Make coordinating hats for Lilly and baby - check!

2. Make hat for Johnny (modeled by Lilly) - Check!

Losing my mind

How to know you're losing it....


Wake up late and decide to make banana bread before breakfast.



Then make pancakes for breakfast.



Then make a grocery list and make phone calls to hire friends to gut your basement.


Go to the store and decide that you will be making all your Christmas gifts this year for all 20 people on your list, and buy all the supplies at the store.


Come home and make a hot lunch, but get distracted by printing out patterns for said Christmas gifts, burn lunch and start over.


Rent a movie to watch before going to work while working on Christmas gifts.


Stop all productivity to check email, surf the internet for patterns, blog, and take pictures of Lilly and Julia pretending to be Rapunzel.



All before 2pm.

Two posts in one day? There's a reason

While I was at work tonight Jim and Lilly picked apples from our neighbors tree and then spent a few hours making their first pie...100% from scratch.

I came home from work to find the most delicious apple pie. Seriously, those tart apples from our neighbor combined with Jim's baking ways were delicious. We might have to start stealing bushels of apples (although these apples were NOT stolen).






I don't know if you can tell, but my shirt says "Get Fit." I thought it was very ironic next to the tub of ice cream and my plate full of pie.

Fall musings.

Are you excited about fall? It's my favorite season. As soon as fall hits I want to eat apples, winter squash, soups, and drink cider. Every single fall I make at least one attempt at a butternut squash soup, and every single year it turns out wretched. I use a different recipe each time and each time it tastes exactly like baby food, not matter what I do. I am starting to think that I don't really like butternut squash. Does anyone have any butternut squash recipes that don't taste like baby food??

On another food note, I come to the topic of pies. I am not a pie maker - at all. Oddly enough this is the only thing Jim has ever asked me to make. He has even lamented over the fact that I don't make him pies. He even used the mom card one time (you know..."My mom makes pies"). You can imagine how that went over. Pastry and pie crusts just don't interest me enough to properly learn the right technique or to practice enough so they don't look horrible.

Last night Jim announced that since I wont make him pies he is going to become a master pie baker. Now, that is the exact reason I married him. He knows it's smarter to do it himself then to try and make me do it. I told him I had a no fail pie crust recipe that I had not tried because I was pretty sure it would fail. He looked right at me and said "I want my pie crust to fail over and over until I get it perfect. I need Martha Stewart's recipe."

That is determination. It's about time someone made some pies around here. Just in time for fall!

I realized that this weekend I am enjoying the benefits of small town life, shhh....don't tell anyone.

Last night we all went to the drive-in movie theater (the only movie theater in town) and while Lilly slept on pillows between us, Jim and I watched Julie and Julia. It was a very enjoyable movie and I loved watching it from my car. The movie totally inspired me, but to do what, I am not sure. It made me wish three things: that my name was Julie; that I had come up with the idea to cook my way through Julia Childs recipes that inspired the film, and that I could cook at all (I mean really cook, not assemble casseroles). Jim and I both agreed that we need to find a passion that both Julie and Julia had. Although, at my current quarter-life crisis I have no idea what that passion is, nor do I have any idea what to do with my life.

After a very late night we woke up and went to a local cafe to eat quiche and scones for breakfast. That made me wish that I owned a fabulous little bakery/eatery in town, or that I could at least make delicious quiche and scones.

Both of these events made me appreciate my small town and inspire me to find a passion.

For today I am going to work on a hat for Lilly, enjoy the sunshine, and make smores in our fire pit tonight. My quest to find my life calling continues, but in the mean time I have plenty to keep me occupied in my small town life.