Because I love you

That’s why.

Just some of the things I say & do- and why I mean them. (and even what motivates me, Lucky YOU!)

I make you wear a helmet…

so your brains don’t splat all over the cement when you aren’t paying attention and I”m not there to yell at you. Irrational, maybe… but spoil your over-protective mom and put the fucking helmet on. We spent a fortune for you to have the cool one, if you weren’t going to wear it we would have bought you the shitty one. Wear it.

I tell you I love you…

so that if you never hear it again from my lips, or you never see me again… you know I loved you enough to make sure you heard it from the source. You will always remember, in your own ears, that I made it a priority to tell you I loved you. Even if it’s not common in your life- you will always consider it common with me. I love freely- hell… it’s part of my charm. If I love you enough to say it? I mean it.

I make you do things that you don’t always enjoy…

Which includes, but is not limited to…  dishes, laundry, paying child support, going to church with me, taking out the trash, cleaning the bathroom, helping me parent… it means I love you- and I trust you- and I know you are so capable I can relax for a split second and let someone else help. Your help means the world to me and if I’m not doing enough to show you- tell me- I’ll happily do more to express my gratitude.

Do homework…read…chores…

Because life isn’t fun… it’s a challenge. Fun comes with doing your job well. If I can teach you that- you’re home free. Someday you’ll thank me… maybe not tomorrow… but someday :)

Because I love you- that’s why.

30 Days of Truth, Day 15

30 Days of Truth, Day 15- Something or someone you couldn’t live without, because you’ve tried living without it.

The past few years haven’t been a cakewalk. Understatement #8092. Living a hundred miles below the poverty line with the aimless jobless boat stealing asshole (I’ve gotten a request to not refer to him as a hippie, as it’s offensive to the hippies & I figure the assholes are a group I don’t mind offending) and being estranged from my family.

I didn’t see or speak to my mother for over 2 years.Consequently? I was miserable. My family is everything to me- and though she drives me insane sometimes, her absence was far worse. My mom and I are a lot alike, and she knows better than anyone what is important to me & what I love. Holidays without her where horrible, and I fell out of love with Christmas after the second one that didn’t include her. Being an orphan doesn’t sit well with me. It wasn’t just lonely- it ruined every tradition that I treasure about the holidays, birthdays, etc. My mom truly appreciates my cracky crafty ADHD. She loves my cashmere bunnies more than anyone. She buys the stuff I make because she loves it. I can always justify making something new because I know at least my mom will love it.

She’s my head cheerleader- and I can’t help but have faith in myself when she’s around because she has an endless supply of confidence in me. She’s my mommy, and I missed her desperately.

So even though it’s been a rough month- and the water line broken in my yard resulted in a $1700 water bill (I know- I’ve already cried about it) it’s all ok. It’s all manageable. I can get it fixed- get things paid off- etc… and it all feels possible, because I have my family and my friends… and my life is complete again.

Not to mention asshole-free.

:)

Mmm… the real reason I plant an acre garden…

I’m a food snob.

My Dad’s a chef and my mom is an amazing every-day-kind-of-food cook too. We grew up eating excellent food- with most of it grown by our mom. My dad taught us to love filet mignon and poached pears… and my mom taught us how to cook spaghetti…soup…rice… and so on. We’re all able to survive thanks to mom… and we’re all a bunch of food snobs thanks to Dad.

My mom planted a huge garden every year and I hated it. I wore rubber gloves to weed and occasionally I could see the frustration on her face… but she never said a word. I swore I’d never have a garden….and I held out for a long time… but now I have a freaking acre. LOL. I spend an unbelievable amount of time out there right now but it’s really starting to look beautiful… and the more I take care of it now means the less I’ll have to later. I’m overwhelmed as hell- but it all seems to be working again, and as always I’m amazed I decided to do this again. I never make my kids help in the garden- which is kicking my ass and finally- I understand why my mother was happy to see my thankless ass come stomping out in rubber gloves. Any help is welcome.

There was only one rule: No fighting in the garden. If you broke the rule, you had to leave. A loophole my sister Megan figured out and manipulated to her advantage early on. I was too much of a good girl, and I knew my mom would be doing it alone if I didn’t help. Oh but I hated every single second. Pure Purgatory.

But…

Nothing on earth makes me happier or more ridiculously satisfied than digging potatoes, picking tomatoes… picking peas… and on… I’m a domesticated princess- and I love to spoil the people I love with food. So I decided… what the hell… a garden would be nice… and the fence was already there… so it was easy to just expand… and…

Oh like it comes as a huge surprise, it’s classic “Bite-Off-More-Than-I-Can-Chew-Jenni”.

I have 23 varieties of heirloom tomatoes in my garden… 12 varieties of potatoes… 4 different peppers… and on… It’s classic food snob planting. I admit it. I had to laugh at myself this morning when I realized it.

My mom gushes over it, and I love to hear it because there’s nothing like the approval of the parent who taught you what you’re sort of faking like you know how to do…

But realistically- it’s because I love good food- and in these shark infested days of mine- I’m inspired to break out my A-game in the kitchen. Something I’m damn good at.

Thanks Mom & Dad :)

I’m making these for dinner… and they are oh my goodness fabulous.

Grilled Pancetta & Basil-Wrapped Shrimp

Ingredients

  • 24 fresh basil leaves
  • 12 thin slices pancetta, each cut in half lengthwise
  • 24 extra-large shrimp, peeled and deveined, or large sea scallops
  • 24 bamboo skewers, soaked in water for at least 30 minutes before grilling
  • Garlic Dipping Sauce:
  • 1/3 C. red wine vinegar
  • 2 Tbs. Dijon mustard
  • 1 large clove garlic, chopped
  • 1 C. olive oil

Directions

Place 1 basil leaf at the short end of a slice of pancetta and a shrimp on top of the basil. Roll the shrimp in the pancetta, then thread lengthwise onto a skewer. Repeat with the remaining basil, pancetta, and shrimp. Place the skewers on a baking sheet and refrigerate until ready to cook.

To make the sauce, combine the vinegar, mustard and garlic in a food processor or blender. With the machine running, add the olive oil in a slow, steady stream. Process until combined. 10-15 minutes before you are ready to grill, spoon about 1/3 of the sauce over the shrimp skewers to marinate. Transfer the rest of the dipping sauce to a small bowl. Prepare a medium-hot fire in a grill. Grill the shrimp, turning often, until opaque, about 6 minutes. Arrange the cooked skewers on a platter and serve with the dipping sauce.