Monthly Archives: January 2009

Debbie Meyer, of the almighty Green Bags, you are my HERO.

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I kid you not, I took pictures of my fruit and vegetables for you all to see…

Then deleted them trying to copy the files to a different card, accidentally chose format… and wiped it completely clean.

Suffice it to say, Ms. Debbie Meyer, that you have saved me untold fortunes by now, and your Green Bags give me endless joy at finding my bananas delicious living outside of the fridge for more than 2 weeks!

Tomatoes: not even wrinkly after 2 weeks in a green bag hanging in my stainless steel basket by the sink. Literally delicious and as fresh as if I’d just picked them off the plant.

Celery crisp and strong after a month, carrots just the same. Lemons 2 months old, ginger also, as well as 4 month old fresh garlic! I’m a convert, I am a believer, I am sold!

All you who love me and know I love you, run to the store or order them online. Then every time you marvel at your beautiful fresh produce that you worked so hard to afford, remember me, and how much I love you, and how I shared the marvelous miracle of the Green Bag, with you :)

XOXO Jen

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43 Reasons…

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I love him for so many reasons, and being that it was his birthday, I’d like to name a few…

He loves anything and everything I cook/bake for him, including his birthday cake. I found the recipe for it on RecipeZaar, (if you haven’t heard of it, go check it out! They’re credited for leading us to our favorite Creamy Burrito Casserole recipe too, another huge hit!)

He shovels topless… and… as long as I don’t have to join in, I’m a huge fan.

He dressed up with me for Halloween…which meant he wore the not-so-cute-matching-outfit to my cute one, without complaint. Unfortunately he took a liking to his woodsman pants so I’ve had to see the green wool wonders more than I would have liked :)

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He made the most beautiful garden for me, out of a Tansy field. If that isn’t love, I don’t know what is. Also, when I told him I really wanted the second half to be round…

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He didn’t even argue with me, he just kept on tilling and still tells everyone it was his favorite part of the garden.

He plays catch with the boys, and has taught my son how to throw a football. He reminds us to play.

He loves me completely. Better than that, he doesn’t take himself too seriously, and remembers to make me play if I’ve been working too much. I’m running out of pictures but not reasons…

  • He makes me a latte every morning, usually before I drive Isabelle to school
  • He does ALL the snow shoveling, including 4 roofs this winter
  • He does more than his fair share of dishes.
  • He watches football with me on Sunday and still explains it to me… even though he has a million times already.
  • He loves my kids… and he shares his son with me too.
  • He puts up with my crafty ADHD… my knitting… my yarn…my fabric…umm… etc…
  • He puts up with me.
  • He lets me spoil Peapod… and doesn’t mind if she sleeps in our bed.
  • He’s comfortable with my ex-husband being included in every holiday, and is always welcoming.
  • He supports me being self-employed, even though it’s stressful lately and money is so tight, he never tells me I can’t do something I really hope I’m able to do.
  • He listens to me gripe about my family, my friends’ boyfriend, etc, and even pretends to be interested.
  • He’s honest and  funny.

He drives me just crazy enough to make it fun, which is why this blog will come in handy some day when I want to strangle him for not putting the cereal away nicely :) Happy Birthday Honey :)

It’s FINISHED!!!

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Eureka!

Glory Glory Hallelujah!

Hot Damn!

Ok… I could sit here all day and type exclamatory phrases… I’m that happy. My two month long (and who ARE you people who blog about knitting this in 2 hours???) odyssey with the most impossible yet undeniably most beautiful hat pattern, ever, is over! The lovely Koolhaas hat!

Unfortunately I’d chosen the wrong yarn… My Malabrigo hangover consisted of variegated, variegated and a little more variegated on top. I chose the Verdes colorway, perfect for my boyfriend’s green eyes… only after I’d begun, I was completely unwilling to frog it, as it was just too much work! I kept on knitting, even though I was seeing Jared Flood’s beautiful pattern masked by the lighter and darker shades of green. My heart sunk… my brow furrowed… still I knit on, spurned by my stubbornness and irritated that I’d already knit him a perfectly beautiful black cashmere hat that he’d never worn.

At this point I was tickled that it was difficult to knit, which of course made it the perfect gift for Mr. Difficult.

So on I went, cable needle furiously passed back and forth between the stitches on my needles and my lips, which I’d begun biting at this point.

Sigh. All the hats I knit for Christmas do that funny sliding up thing that gives people pointy heads… Yeah thanks for the pointy hat….. ugh. I was going to be borderline suicidal if that happened with this masterpiece.

So at long last, after many days of frustration in not just realizing one simple thing.

The pattern was written by a man.

Which means you can simply read it, follow it literally, and it works beautifully. Any stubborn female presumption and you’re up the proverbial creek. As soon as I just read the pattern, followed it simply and read about a million and one blogs (all of which made me want this hat in EVERY color imaginable, thankyouverymuch) success was mine :)

Unfortunately, I hated the varigated green by that point, and drove promptly to my favorite craft store for some liquid forest green RIT. I soaked it overnight and now it’s PERFECT!!!

I love you Jared Flood!!! Oh and you too Stevens :)

He likes it!!!

You want… what???

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Ok I know the drill. Ask and be asked. Deliver and be delivered, if you will. Find that one human and love that one person, without surrender, for all time. But I know from experience that it just doesn’t happen like that.

Feelings change. People change. Situations change. What works for me now, could be unappealing in no time. I’m consistent as the wind, ever changing my mind. One thing is constant. I aim to please :)

My life is somewhat haphazard these days, ending with my son splitting his chin open on the ice last night and I can’t help but think “O….M….G….how have I gotten myself in so far over my head. Heaven help us all…