Busy weekend...
Feb. 3rd, 2008 11:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
averygoodun42And yet I'm still behind. I only managed to read and review two exchange stories this weekend. (I think. Days and stories are blurring together.) I'm only up to the 25th. That's actually fairly close, but...
I did not get any writing done, although I think I may have to write that Hermione fic.
I did not get the mini shelves put up. Nor did I get Geoff to do so. But... that was because he was otherwise occupied because I (we) finally, finally got the coffee table legs made and attached, so now the table isn't quite so homemade looking. Once I do the detail work (like painting it), it might even look somewhat professional (Ikea level). And the nice thing is that the legs can be transferred to another top if we so wish to enlarge the table at some future date. Whee.
I also cooked some more. I may be writing an awful lot about meals I've made lately, but that's because it is the exception. I don't like to cook. It's exhausting and it always seems to disappear so quickly... But, I made another nice, real meal tonight. A little light on the salt and pepper, but that's easily added at the table.
Meatloaf: mix together 1 grated carrot, 2 1/2 minced onions, 1 tsp salt, 1 tsp garlic powder, 3/4 tsp oregano, 1 tbsp Worcester sauce, several shakes pepper mix, 1/2 - 3/4 cup oatmeal and 1/2 cup roasted buckwheat groats. Add 2 eggs and ~3/4 cup milk; mix. Add 2 1/2 lbs ground beef and work together with fingers until thoroughly mixed. Put in loaf pan and bake at 350 for however long it takes (1- 1 1/2 hours or so).
White comfort food: (Still haven't perfected this. I think increasing parsnip to potato ratio would improve it.) 4 med potatoes, peeled, chopped. 1 head garlic, chopped. 1 onion, chopped. 1/4 head cauliflower, chopped, 3 parsnips*, chopped. Put 'em all in a pot and boil till parsnips are fork mashable. Salt and pepper to taste as you mash them all up.
*I added two parsnips, but I think 3 would have been perfect. Adding parsnips is still counter-intuitive to me, though. *shudders*
I did not get the bulbs planted. I did not make the pumpkin pie for Babe. I did get a big shelf for under the other big shelf, though, so that we'll have a place to put all of Babe's toys...
Except... Babe refused to put away his toys tonight. It's not surprising, seeing as he's three and all, but we're trying to instill good habits, like picking up at the end of the day, so Momma and Dad don't break their necks in the bleary-eyed morning. Well, as I said, tonight Babe refused. Geoff threatened to bag up the toys Babe hadn't put away and give them away. Babe didn't seem to care. All he wanted was his tall bottle.
So, after a suitable amount of time and refusals, I got up and bagged the toys.
I'm really not convinced that Babe understands what's going on, so Geoff and I have agreed that if he doesn't, he can earn them back. If he does understand... then I really won't feel bad about purging. Babe has more toys than I remember ever having (although my stuffed animal collection was enough to be cumbersome by the time I was 13).
I have the suspicion that we're overestimating Babe's maturity again. We do thatall the freakin' time on occasion. But, at the same time, putting things away is right up his OCD alley. It's just because we want him to do it that he resists.
Have I mentioned lately that I love parenthood?
On the plus side, the living room got picked up to the point where it was worth bringing out the vacuum. Which means no crumbs visible. Yay! And Babe, when he's not being resistant, is a joy to be around now. As long as I have energy.
I did not get much alone time this weekend.
Watching Geoff interact with Babe by the end of this evening though, makes me a) glad that I've found coping mechanisms that aren't harmful, even if they are slightly negligent (fanfic, anyone?); b) glad I'm the one to stay at home, as I think that Babe would end up beaten if it were Geoff's job (and Geoff is very non-violent); and c) wish that Geoff would recognize in a more understanding way that while I may love him, I would rather, at the end of a loooooong day, ignore him and Babe completely and rot my brain in front of the computer because that is the crutch that is keeping me sane at the moment. And at least there's a bit more choice than what's on the tube.
Conclusion: I suppose not all of my mother's instinct died two years ago. And my patience level is way up from what it used to be. So perhaps I'm not such a bad mum after all.
Oh, and finally, I did have some inspiration, though. I have two, erm... paintings almost fully sketched out in my head. Thing is, it'll be a new medium, so I'm not sure it'll work. But... if it does, it'll be very cool, as it should interact with the viewer subtlely.
But, somehow the time has slipped by, once again, so I will sign off and head to bed. Perhaps I'll even get to sleep?
I did not get any writing done, although I think I may have to write that Hermione fic.
I did not get the mini shelves put up. Nor did I get Geoff to do so. But... that was because he was otherwise occupied because I (we) finally, finally got the coffee table legs made and attached, so now the table isn't quite so homemade looking. Once I do the detail work (like painting it), it might even look somewhat professional (Ikea level). And the nice thing is that the legs can be transferred to another top if we so wish to enlarge the table at some future date. Whee.
I also cooked some more. I may be writing an awful lot about meals I've made lately, but that's because it is the exception. I don't like to cook. It's exhausting and it always seems to disappear so quickly... But, I made another nice, real meal tonight. A little light on the salt and pepper, but that's easily added at the table.
Meatloaf: mix together 1 grated carrot, 2 1/2 minced onions, 1 tsp salt, 1 tsp garlic powder, 3/4 tsp oregano, 1 tbsp Worcester sauce, several shakes pepper mix, 1/2 - 3/4 cup oatmeal and 1/2 cup roasted buckwheat groats. Add 2 eggs and ~3/4 cup milk; mix. Add 2 1/2 lbs ground beef and work together with fingers until thoroughly mixed. Put in loaf pan and bake at 350 for however long it takes (1- 1 1/2 hours or so).
White comfort food: (Still haven't perfected this. I think increasing parsnip to potato ratio would improve it.) 4 med potatoes, peeled, chopped. 1 head garlic, chopped. 1 onion, chopped. 1/4 head cauliflower, chopped, 3 parsnips*, chopped. Put 'em all in a pot and boil till parsnips are fork mashable. Salt and pepper to taste as you mash them all up.
*I added two parsnips, but I think 3 would have been perfect. Adding parsnips is still counter-intuitive to me, though. *shudders*
I did not get the bulbs planted. I did not make the pumpkin pie for Babe. I did get a big shelf for under the other big shelf, though, so that we'll have a place to put all of Babe's toys...
Except... Babe refused to put away his toys tonight. It's not surprising, seeing as he's three and all, but we're trying to instill good habits, like picking up at the end of the day, so Momma and Dad don't break their necks in the bleary-eyed morning. Well, as I said, tonight Babe refused. Geoff threatened to bag up the toys Babe hadn't put away and give them away. Babe didn't seem to care. All he wanted was his tall bottle.
So, after a suitable amount of time and refusals, I got up and bagged the toys.
I'm really not convinced that Babe understands what's going on, so Geoff and I have agreed that if he doesn't, he can earn them back. If he does understand... then I really won't feel bad about purging. Babe has more toys than I remember ever having (although my stuffed animal collection was enough to be cumbersome by the time I was 13).
I have the suspicion that we're overestimating Babe's maturity again. We do that
Have I mentioned lately that I love parenthood?
On the plus side, the living room got picked up to the point where it was worth bringing out the vacuum. Which means no crumbs visible. Yay! And Babe, when he's not being resistant, is a joy to be around now. As long as I have energy.
I did not get much alone time this weekend.
Watching Geoff interact with Babe by the end of this evening though, makes me a) glad that I've found coping mechanisms that aren't harmful, even if they are slightly negligent (fanfic, anyone?); b) glad I'm the one to stay at home, as I think that Babe would end up beaten if it were Geoff's job (and Geoff is very non-violent); and c) wish that Geoff would recognize in a more understanding way that while I may love him, I would rather, at the end of a loooooong day, ignore him and Babe completely and rot my brain in front of the computer because that is the crutch that is keeping me sane at the moment. And at least there's a bit more choice than what's on the tube.
Conclusion: I suppose not all of my mother's instinct died two years ago. And my patience level is way up from what it used to be. So perhaps I'm not such a bad mum after all.
Oh, and finally, I did have some inspiration, though. I have two, erm... paintings almost fully sketched out in my head. Thing is, it'll be a new medium, so I'm not sure it'll work. But... if it does, it'll be very cool, as it should interact with the viewer subtlely.
But, somehow the time has slipped by, once again, so I will sign off and head to bed. Perhaps I'll even get to sleep?
