On vacation this week in Osterville.
My Mom says, “I don’t know. Is it time for a beer?”
Mark says, “It was time some time ago.”
Sometimes, we get lazy about our dinners around here. Since my in-laws buy a share of a cow annually and keep us supplied with high-quality ground beef (ah-mazing), it tends to figure into a lot of our meals. On Saturday night, we grilled burgers with a green salad on the side. (Have you ever tried mixing a little dry salad dressing into your burger meat? Delicious, and an interesting alternative to garlic salt, which we’ve used in the past.) They were fantastic.
Often, though, the ample supply of ground beef lends itself to lazy, one-pot, Hamburger Helper-style meals, one after another after ANOTHER. These are easy and fine, but, having grown up in a house with most dinner plates parceled out into little peace signs– a little meat, a little veg, a little starch, sometimes, it’s just not what I’m craving. Unfortunately, when we’re not feeling ground beef, we tend to lazily order take-out. This almost always has to do with a lack of prior planning on my part; we just don’t have the right staples on hand to cook up an alternative. Because we’re trying to pinch pennies in advance of our upcoming vacation (and because I’ve done a better job grocery shopping recently), we had a better option last night.
We decided to keep the beef in the freezer and cook up a little chicken in the crock pot. We went with this Asian-inspired recipe, found on The Comfort of Cooking via Pinterest, for Honey Sesame Chicken. In the interest of full disclosure, I quadrupled the amount of red pepper flakes it calls for, because really–1/4 teaspoon? What’s the point? This recipe met our practical needs for the day (quick prep so we could enjoy the sunshine at the pool) and our taste buds’ needs for the evening meal (a different flavor than we usually cook up at home).
On the side, we prepared an equally simple DIY fried rice from Courtney’s blog, My Wifely Adventures. We usually use frozen peas and frozen cubed carrots in this recipe but were caught without carrots last night. We simply omitted them, and it tasted just as good. I considered adding the frozen lima beans we found in the freezer (Are they really any different from Edamame?), but Mark gave that idea a serious side-eye. The moral: use the veggies you have, and all will work out just fine. I think Courtney’s advice of adding the cooked rice to your wok cold is probably worth listening to; it will keep the dish less sticky. Steamed snow peas might have been a nice addition on the side.
There are more beautiful pictures of both recipes on their original blogs, but here is our end result (photo shot just moments before I devoured the entire bowl):
Pinterest saves me again in the easy recipe department! We went to bed happy and well fed after our daily dose of the Tour de France. We may or may not have eaten on the couch. Our house smells like sesame oil this morning which is absolutely delightful.
I’m about to discuss putting together a nursery for a half-baked babe. While I realize that my efforts are coming far earlier than needed, as a teacher, the free time in my life is now, not later. Given this, I figured that getting the (figurative) heavy lifting done before returning to the classroom his fall would be wise. I still have a bit of work to do (art for the walls, repainting and repurposing our old bathroom mirror, window treatments, and a couple of small DIY projects), but the nursery is a project now well underway.
Before I even knew whether this baby was a boy or girl, I’d begun pinning beautiful wallpaper patterns on my secret Pinterest board. Wallpaper has really gotten a bum rap over the years. Not only is it notoriously messy and time-consuming to hang, but my own prejudice had that all wallpaper was inherently outdated (ridiculous, I know). As it turns out, there’s far more to wallpaper than borders with ducks and chickens on them. For as much as I love what I saw on sites like Thibaut and in individual pins all over Pinterest, I was overwhelmed. I knew I’d be tackling the project by myself, and I also knew that we had nearly our entire house to paint as well. In the interest of time and my own sanity (and in light of my limited skill set), I decided to save the beautiful paper for another day and experiment instead with expanding my painting skills beyond just a solid-colored wall.
I decided on this tone-on-tone stripe technique, found on This Old House.com. The directions seemed simple enough. Pick and apply a paint color (two coats), then, in whatever geometric pattern is preferred, overlay alternating stripes of this Behr technique glaze (two coats). If a person wants more contrast, (s)he could pick a different color paint for the alternating stripes in a glossier finish (semi-gloss, for example). The result of using just the glaze overlay, the site promised, was a subtle suggestion of a stripe because of the difference in sheen (high gloss for the glazed stripes, eggshell for my chosen base color, Sherwin Williams Agreeable Gray*).
Here was my approach:
1. Paint the room with the base color. Leave ceiling and baseboard tape in place on wall(s) to be striped. I elected to stripe only the wall behind baby’s crib.
2. Settle on an uneven number of stripes (vertical, in my case) based on the desired stripe width. Mark the edges of each stripe lightly with pencil hash marks up and down the wall using a pre-measured tape template and laser level. Wall doesn’t divide perfectly? No big deal. Round off the last couple. The eye can’t detect a different of 1/2″. No one will be the wiser.
3. Using wide painter’s tape (I use ScotchBlue tape), tape the OUTER EDGES of each stripe to be glazed (just outside the pencil marks). It’s pretty easy to mess this step up if the tape is not properly placed. Keep reminding yourself of the proper width of each glazed stripe as you move across the wall.
4. As a visual reminder while glazing, mark each stripe that will NOT be glazed with a scrap of tape in a visible spot.
5. Using a credit card edge, burnish each strip of tape firmly into place from top to bottom to ensure hard edges without bleed-through.
6. Based on the desired number of stripes you’ll be double-glazing (NOTE: not the total number of stripes), you can calculate how much glaze to buy. Make sure that the outermost stripes remain in the base color to avoid extra cutting in and waste.
7. Cut in the top and bottom (or left and right end, if horizontal) of each glazed stripe using a good angle brush.
8. Roll each glazed stripe, then return for a second coat, removing the tape immediately after the second coat is applied, being sure to pull the tape away from the edge of the wet glaze.
This was the look when I was finished. It was indeed a “subtle suggestion.” In fact, for all my perfect technique and beautiful edges, I had to stand at a 30-degree angle to the wall in twilight in order to detect that a stripe even existed. I wanted subtle, but not this subtle.
The following day, I re-taped (yuck). The day after that, I returned to the paint store and moved one step up my paint chip to Sherwin Williams Incredible White (which isn’t really white, in my opinion) in semi-gloss. I cut in a second time, rolled two coats, and pulled the tape during nap time. The result?
One shade different was the perfect contrast for me– at least for this project. I didn’t need the glaze. The end result is not the beautiful wallpaper, but it is more interesting than a plain wall. Now that I know I can do it, I’m wondering what else I can paint stripes on…
*I use Sherwin Williams and Benjamin Moore colors a lot, but I always have them matched in Olympic One at Lowe’s. It’s a good paint, covers well, and is much less expensive.
Sunday night’s treat was a dinner of shish kebabs on a bed of wild rice. We went with this marinade (“the best shish kebab marinade ever,” according to its Pinner) and skewered on water- soaked wood with sweet onion, bell peppers, and mushrooms. We used London Broil, but the marinade would have worked just as well with chicken or pork as it did with our steak.
After a long hiatus, now that summer has arrived in full force, it’s probably time to dust off the keyboard and get to the business of blogging again. What have we been up to since last I wrote? Quite a bit, actually. I can tell it’s been too long when I look back at the last blog photo of Henry and I barely recognize him. Here’s what’s been going on:
We made this little person. Just a gummy bear of eight weeks in this ultrasound, our daughter (Henry’s little sister) is now hanging out at the twenty week mark (that’s five months, for those of you who find pregnancy week-talk irksome). Just as it was with Henry, this pregnancy has been wonderfully uneventful. A little more tired than usual early on, but no nausea or other unpleasantries. In fact, just as it was with our son, my appetite has been raging throughout. (This was my first clue that #2 was heading our way: I couldn’t keep food in the house.)
This is a double-edged sword, of course. While I’m fortunate to feel good, it’s not really necessary to eat for two when the other person in question weighs only half a pound. While I’m looking forward to the arrival of our little girl, I’m also looking forward to whittling myself back down to a body that feels comfortable wearing something other than knit dresses. Bathing suits on pregnant bodies? Pregnancy in summer is just mean for those of us without an iron-clad sense of self-esteem.
At 123,000 miles, we said goodbye to my trusty Subaru. It could have gone longer–much longer–but we needed more space. When F2 arrives in early December, we’ll be a 2-car seat family. Our infant car seat (and practically all others) rendered the Forester’s front seats impossibly uncomfortable for all but the shortest adults; the idea of driving back and forth to Omaha (or anywhere over an hour, really) with our knees jammed into the dash was pretty unpleasant. Even without the infant seat, our traveling road show of baby, baby, dog, and luggage was beginning to be more than the Subaru could manage without a car topper. We needed bigger, but we definitely weren’t ready to leap into a new vehicle (or car payment). The silver bullet is our stopgap.
With a collapsible third row, tons more cargo space, and leg room all-around, this MDX will take us through F2 and beyond. It’s a slightly older, used model, but significantly lower in mileage than the car we traded in and still in very good shape. It was a good, frugal purchase made with the future (familial and financial) in mind.
We went to St. Louis two weeks ago to visit the little nugget, our new niece, Abby (swaddled above with Mom Katie, Dad Scott, and a curious Cousin Henry). Here she is in her 4th of July finery. Pretty sweet, right?
From Thursday-Monday, we were in Omaha visiting Nana and Grandpa F. Henry had all sorts of fun, staying up until all hours of the night, taking in some baseball, enjoying his first fireworks show, playing in the pool, and other assorted hijinks, as seen here:
What’s coming on Windy City Wilderness? Some recipes, my attempt and tone-on-tone stripes in the new nursery, a few bargain buys around the house, a little east coast adventure, and a wholesale redesign of the blog itself. Let’s see if I can keep this up for a while!
Most Americans of a certain age–certainly anyone who’s ever bought or sold a home–know a little about the dangers posed by Asbestos. A known carcinogen with fibers invisible to the naked eye, Asbestos is most commonly envisioned lurking in in the insulation of older buildings. The reality, though, is that Asbestos has been used in a wide variety of applications over the years. As our knowledge of its risks has grown, the EPA has banned particular uses of the Asbestos, but our government has yet to ban its use outright.
Asbestos exposure, however limited or incidental, can lead to Mesothelioma, a rare and aggressive cancer that attacks the lining of the body’s major organs. A person might have worked in a field where exposure was common, or she might have been the wife who washed her husband’s work clothes. In the case of Heather, whose story appears below, she might be the little girl who hugged her Dad upon his return home from work every day, nearly dying years later from exposure to the fibers that hung undetected on his jacket. Unlike other cancers affecting the lungs, Mesothelioma has no link to tobacco use. Despite modern medical interventions, including chemotherapy and radiation, Mesothelioma is nearly always fatal. Often, the decline is both devastating and swift.
This week is National Asbestos Awareness week. Please take a moment to read Heather’s story, share it on social media, learn more about Asbestos and Mesothelioma, and find out what you can do to help.