So pretend we are sitting down to a cup of coffee and catching up in a rather disjointed sort of way.
First, here's that recipe for Vegan Loaf I promised you:
1 c. falafel mix, whisked with 3/4 c. water and left to sit 10-20 minutes
1 T. onion flakes or 1/2 of a medium sized onion, chopped
1 t. basil
1 t. garlic powder
1 t. oregano
1 small can tomato paste
1 c. gluten free oats
1/4 c. vegetable broth
Combine all ingredients and form into an oiled loaf pan. Bake at 375 for about 40 minutes.
Secondly, our holidays were interesting. On the positive side, we took a lot of time to make gifts for people. For the first time ever, each child made gifts for each of their siblings. They were lovely. Rhubarb crocheted a hat for her sister and a scarf for her brother. Their reactions were priceless, especially the big hug Blueberry gave Rhubarb -- it was one of those parenting moments that make all the middle-of-the-night projectile vomit sessions totally worth it. Blueberry made tote bags for her siblings, which were also well received. Eggplant drew coloring books for his sisters of their favorite themes -- so sweet. The whole scene of them opening each other's gifts Christmas morning still makes me misty.
On the more challenging side, we all felt the absence of local family this holiday season. While we love our gentle Christmas mornings, we were craving big gatherings for Christmas dinner and New Year's.
Did I mention I spilled, poured really, a glass of water on my Mac? Seven years we have been together, me and Mac, with nary an incident. Then I flip over what I THINK is an empty glass to put it away and drown my poor baby. Luckily, I am married to HotNerd, who dried Mac out, bought him a new keyboard, and the family is back together.
Speaking of broken things -- our dishwasher broke on Christmas Eve. This is the second year in a row that our dishwasher has broken on Christmas Eve and stayed broken until January 3rd. It appears the Maytag people are encouraging us to spend next Christmas in the Bahamas. We did discover, however, Rhubarb's rather freakish love of doing dishes by hand. She practically begged us to let her wash the dishes daily, informing us that she was pretending she lived on the prairie in the late 1800's. Far be it from me to disappoint her and do the dishes myself. What kind of a mother would take away such joy from her child?
Blueberry was sick over the holidays. That's how we found out that, like HotNerd and myself, she is allergic to Penicillin. I literally watched her hives emerge. It got ugly and itchy -- poor child. Also, never get your medical care from a drug store clinic, even if it IS a few days before Christmas. She apparently hadn't actually needed the penicillin in the first place. But now we know.
I'm trying to eat about 75% low-fat raw again. I am succeeding for the most part and feeling pretty good. It has completely eliminated my heartburn.
My achilles tendon is still a mess. Never injure your achilles tendon.
Recently, I was noticing that Rhubarb was standing uncomfortably close to her music stand while practicing violin. She was also sitting too close to the TV one movie night because she could not read the subtitles. I suggested we just go get her eyes checked to make sure they are okay. Her vision is 20/400. Oops. Until about 5 hours ago, when she put on her new glasses, she truly had no idea how the world was supposed to appear. Maybe that's why she read 2-3 novels a day over the holidays. I am guessing it was the only activity that did not strain her poor eyes.
Well listen, this was great, but our little coffee date needs to come to a close because I have to plan a 5th and 6th grade youth event and then get to Season 2, Episode 16 of "Scrubs". It's the one where Dr. Cox has a rant.
Oh, and I also gave up coffee since last we met.