Woot! It's Thanksgiving finally! We're driving home tonight (well my home) and going to stay with my sister tonight. Driving back Thanksgiving night. Going to be a busy busy next two days. The rest of this post is for my personal reference only. Since nobody else reads this blog I can do whatever I want!
Supplements I started taking/retaking:
(as of 11/24)
- Vitex - supposed to help with my insane PMS
- Multivitamin - with iron since I have an issue with that
- Fiber pills - to help with well...
- Probiotics - works in conjunction with above
- Milk Thistle - for the old liver
The thistle, fiber, vitamin, and vitex are taken at night. The morning is vitex and probiotics.
Lets see how long I keep it up after a month. Excellent. Short short post I know.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
Bridges Burning!
So upon marriage I have now started to see a sobering reality. While, without kids, my husband and I can drop everything and go out together. We cannot just drop everything and go out separately. He's like a parent there, wanting to know where I'm going, when I'll be back, if I'll be safe, and who I am going out with. Now granted, I will do the same thing to him, it's no different which one of use tries to escape the other one.
We are free to live our lives together but not separately. So in order to go out with any girlfriends, I always feel like I have to ask to go out. Check that out non married people. It's not that I am forced to stay home, but I do have to take into consideration my husbands feelings. Crazy.
So because of all of this, I sometimes feel like I burn up bridges. It's not intentional at all, but I think it is why married people end up having kids. They have shunned their single friends not with force, but with the reality that hanging out with just one spouse is incredibly hard. The married couple needs something else to fill the void they used to have full of single carefree friends.
Marriage has so many perks but sometimes is so incredibly lonely.
We are free to live our lives together but not separately. So in order to go out with any girlfriends, I always feel like I have to ask to go out. Check that out non married people. It's not that I am forced to stay home, but I do have to take into consideration my husbands feelings. Crazy.
So because of all of this, I sometimes feel like I burn up bridges. It's not intentional at all, but I think it is why married people end up having kids. They have shunned their single friends not with force, but with the reality that hanging out with just one spouse is incredibly hard. The married couple needs something else to fill the void they used to have full of single carefree friends.
Marriage has so many perks but sometimes is so incredibly lonely.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Short Days
I think I have hit that point where I really just don't like my job. I also have hit the point where I refuse to be one of those people that continue to work somewhere they hate. You know the type, the ones that constantly bitch about this or that. I am not one of those people. Every ounce of my being is going to be put forth the effort of moving to the farm, getting another horse, and finishing school. Not in any particular order either.
Short post, but I just needed to say it.
Short post, but I just needed to say it.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Christmas? I think so!
It is coming people! The Christmas season is among us! You know what that means.................................
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It's my favorite season of the year!!!!!!! There are holiday parties, eggnog, christmas trees, christmas lights, dancing, singing, and love. I'm already past excited about it! I am going to do a small non-formal x-mas party this year. Maybe 4-5 friends but something amazing. AMAZING. Stuff I've always wanted to make, but hadn't gotten that far yet. I may even buy a new kitchen table! CRAZY TALK.
Excitement!
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It's my favorite season of the year!!!!!!! There are holiday parties, eggnog, christmas trees, christmas lights, dancing, singing, and love. I'm already past excited about it! I am going to do a small non-formal x-mas party this year. Maybe 4-5 friends but something amazing. AMAZING. Stuff I've always wanted to make, but hadn't gotten that far yet. I may even buy a new kitchen table! CRAZY TALK.
Excitement!
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Good Karma?
I've been in an extremely good mood lately. Yesterday was a trip because I was just *happy* the entire day. Today is much the same. I've got lots of stuff planned over the next few weeks too, the holidays are really in full swing!
This weekend I work at my second job and am taking Joe's grandmother out to dinner on Saturday night. Something nice for her. Sunday we have church stuff to do all morning and not sure what after that and then our financial peace class.
Next weekend we're going to the lake with Joe's brother. This should be A LOT of fun. His brother has never done the lake cold before so we are going to rock his world! I am trying to think of dinner on Saturday night. Something stick to your ribs. I'm thinking beef or chicken. Like roast a whole chicken or do beef short ribs. We will need it after a full day of plinkering around outside. I may try to make bread down there, but I am not sure if that will work because of the temps. I'm still deciding on that one.
I've also been doing really good with eating and exercise. My alcohol consumption is cut by 3/4's! I've now got some rules down for myself for what I can and can't drink. That is probably the best option I have right now. I have also been trying to get Joe to go with me to the gym, but he is being a stubborn bastard. I'll work it in.
Tea! Glorious tea! It's gotten cool enough that that is all we've been drinking at night lately. I think I have spent 25 bucks in teas and we have gone through a fourth of it. We drink 1-3 cups a night. I love the cold weather.
Buck has also taken almost an unhealthy obsession with me lately. I don't know if he has always had it, or if I'm just now noticing it. He follows me EVERYWHERE. If I'm sitting on the floor he wants to be right next to me if not in my lap. If I'm in a room, he has to be there. Joe said the other night when I was gone Buck was pacing the house for me. Poor guy, I think I should start ignoring him more. Shadow doesn't act like that.
Oh! I've also filled out a couple volunteer applications! I turned in one for the metro parks system and one for Girl Scouts. I am currently looking for a horse rescue as well to work with. I'm thinking maybe this leads to good karma? Doing good stuff for my community? I want to work with MAS too, but they didn't have anything online about their volunteer program like they used to.
That's all I've got right now. I'm going to attempt to find something to wear to work, although I know it will be a struggle. Always is.
This weekend I work at my second job and am taking Joe's grandmother out to dinner on Saturday night. Something nice for her. Sunday we have church stuff to do all morning and not sure what after that and then our financial peace class.
Next weekend we're going to the lake with Joe's brother. This should be A LOT of fun. His brother has never done the lake cold before so we are going to rock his world! I am trying to think of dinner on Saturday night. Something stick to your ribs. I'm thinking beef or chicken. Like roast a whole chicken or do beef short ribs. We will need it after a full day of plinkering around outside. I may try to make bread down there, but I am not sure if that will work because of the temps. I'm still deciding on that one.
I've also been doing really good with eating and exercise. My alcohol consumption is cut by 3/4's! I've now got some rules down for myself for what I can and can't drink. That is probably the best option I have right now. I have also been trying to get Joe to go with me to the gym, but he is being a stubborn bastard. I'll work it in.
Tea! Glorious tea! It's gotten cool enough that that is all we've been drinking at night lately. I think I have spent 25 bucks in teas and we have gone through a fourth of it. We drink 1-3 cups a night. I love the cold weather.
Buck has also taken almost an unhealthy obsession with me lately. I don't know if he has always had it, or if I'm just now noticing it. He follows me EVERYWHERE. If I'm sitting on the floor he wants to be right next to me if not in my lap. If I'm in a room, he has to be there. Joe said the other night when I was gone Buck was pacing the house for me. Poor guy, I think I should start ignoring him more. Shadow doesn't act like that.
Oh! I've also filled out a couple volunteer applications! I turned in one for the metro parks system and one for Girl Scouts. I am currently looking for a horse rescue as well to work with. I'm thinking maybe this leads to good karma? Doing good stuff for my community? I want to work with MAS too, but they didn't have anything online about their volunteer program like they used to.
That's all I've got right now. I'm going to attempt to find something to wear to work, although I know it will be a struggle. Always is.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
French Onion Soup and other muesings
This entry will be about soup. Walk away now, brave reader, if you cannot handle an entire blog about soup.
Last night I made one of my absolute favorite soups, french onion. (Joe said I should rename it to Rachel's Onion to avoid the French) I am so in love with this soup because it has so much going for it. Sweet carmalized onions, rich broth, crusty croutons, and lots of broiled cheese on top. Oh, its like love in my mouth. I cannot get enough of it. Last night I accidentally forgot the recipe and had to wing it. Which was good because it turned out effing amazing. So here it is in all its glory, the recipe for greatness.
French Onion Soup
5 large onions (I used yellow)
4-5 tabl butter
1/4 cup vermouth
1/2 cup dry white wine
4 cups stock (I used chicken, traditional is beef)
2-3 cloves garlic
1 bay leaf
Sprinkle of thyme
1 good crusty bread loaf
Tons of shredded swiss cheese (what can I say, it's my recipe)
Slice onions in half, removing the two ends in the process. Remove the skins and cut into quarters. Slice thin. Add butter to a large saucepan and melt over a med heat. Toss in all the onions, cover, walk away. In about ten minutes, come back and stir. Cover and walk away. Repeat this till the bottom of the saucepan starts getting browned goodness and the onions begin to turn a light brown. Scrape up as much of the browned bits off the bottom of the pan as you can and cover and walk away for 5 minutes. Keep this up till all the onions are carmalized a deep caramal color.
Deglaze with the vermouth then the wine. Add in the garlic chopped into tiny peices, the broth, thyme, and the bay leaf. Simmer for about 30 minutes. Meanwhile slice your crusty bread into thin slices. Turn a broiler on Low and roast those suckers for about 2-3 minutes, flip, and roast the other side. You are looking for toasted perfection on both sides. Once out of the oven rub all over witha sliced piece of garlic.
Spoon the finished soup into bowls, top with a piece of bread or two, cover in swiss and place under the broiler on hi for about a minute. Watch, it may burn. Turn off burner, remove, and enjoy. (caution, it will be extremely hot!)
There, that is my love. I've been making lots of soup lately. Been eyeing another large batch of gumbo coming up. MMMM
Last night I made one of my absolute favorite soups, french onion. (Joe said I should rename it to Rachel's Onion to avoid the French) I am so in love with this soup because it has so much going for it. Sweet carmalized onions, rich broth, crusty croutons, and lots of broiled cheese on top. Oh, its like love in my mouth. I cannot get enough of it. Last night I accidentally forgot the recipe and had to wing it. Which was good because it turned out effing amazing. So here it is in all its glory, the recipe for greatness.
French Onion Soup
5 large onions (I used yellow)
4-5 tabl butter
1/4 cup vermouth
1/2 cup dry white wine
4 cups stock (I used chicken, traditional is beef)
2-3 cloves garlic
1 bay leaf
Sprinkle of thyme
1 good crusty bread loaf
Tons of shredded swiss cheese (what can I say, it's my recipe)
Slice onions in half, removing the two ends in the process. Remove the skins and cut into quarters. Slice thin. Add butter to a large saucepan and melt over a med heat. Toss in all the onions, cover, walk away. In about ten minutes, come back and stir. Cover and walk away. Repeat this till the bottom of the saucepan starts getting browned goodness and the onions begin to turn a light brown. Scrape up as much of the browned bits off the bottom of the pan as you can and cover and walk away for 5 minutes. Keep this up till all the onions are carmalized a deep caramal color.
Deglaze with the vermouth then the wine. Add in the garlic chopped into tiny peices, the broth, thyme, and the bay leaf. Simmer for about 30 minutes. Meanwhile slice your crusty bread into thin slices. Turn a broiler on Low and roast those suckers for about 2-3 minutes, flip, and roast the other side. You are looking for toasted perfection on both sides. Once out of the oven rub all over witha sliced piece of garlic.
Spoon the finished soup into bowls, top with a piece of bread or two, cover in swiss and place under the broiler on hi for about a minute. Watch, it may burn. Turn off burner, remove, and enjoy. (caution, it will be extremely hot!)
There, that is my love. I've been making lots of soup lately. Been eyeing another large batch of gumbo coming up. MMMM
Monday, October 26, 2009
Horses.
Yesterday I got the nerve to call my old trainer up. We had been relaying emails back and forth for quite some time and I just called because it was a gorgeous day and I wanted to see if she was heading out. Turns out she was and had two riders that day. I asked if I could straggle along to which she sounded gratefull for some help.
I think we worked really well together. It was like an unwritten system and we got it done. She handed me a horse and I groomed, then she grabbed another and she groomed. We saddled and put them back in their stalls and grabbed another two. Saddled and then got the truck and trailor ready. I led the horses to the trailor while she loaded them in.
Once at the barn while she got them unloaded I was putting them away. Once they were all in she checked the cinches on two horses and I checked the other two. She bridled two and I bridled two. Once the girls who were going to ride showed up I got the two horses that were to be used for them standing next to the mounting block while my trainer showed them how to get up and how to steer. We both adjusted stirrups.
Once I got up on my horse I fell quietly in behind the two girls while my trainer went to the front of them. It was like clockwork the entire time. I didn't say much other than to tell the girl infront of me to kick every now and again and to pull hard on the reins when the horse balked at moving.
My horse I had never rode before and we quickly had a temper tantrum the second we started walking away from the barn. He wanted to go back, I wanted to go forward. We sat for about five minutes with him doing that sideways fast step trying to go back up the hill, me kicking him hard in the right for forward movement, and him pulling his head left while I was pulling right. I think I terrified the girl in front of me. Her eyes were saucers watching me work.
Five minutes later my horse was like "fine" and went forward. We didn't have a single issue the rest of the ride. In fact, I really liked him. By the end of it he was starting to respond to the neck rein and leg I was giving him the entire ride. (my trainer doesn't ride him at all, she got really frustrated with him and wants to sell him)
After the ride I helped with tying horses, unbridling, getting horses hosed off, back ont he trailor, and then once they were home doing all the unsaddleing. It was all in all and awesome day. I really enjoyed it. It was almost theraputic to me. I think my trainer enjoyed having me there to help as well, she told me to come back whenever I wanted to just help out with anything. I need that right now. Not another horse, just to be around them.
I think we worked really well together. It was like an unwritten system and we got it done. She handed me a horse and I groomed, then she grabbed another and she groomed. We saddled and put them back in their stalls and grabbed another two. Saddled and then got the truck and trailor ready. I led the horses to the trailor while she loaded them in.
Once at the barn while she got them unloaded I was putting them away. Once they were all in she checked the cinches on two horses and I checked the other two. She bridled two and I bridled two. Once the girls who were going to ride showed up I got the two horses that were to be used for them standing next to the mounting block while my trainer showed them how to get up and how to steer. We both adjusted stirrups.
Once I got up on my horse I fell quietly in behind the two girls while my trainer went to the front of them. It was like clockwork the entire time. I didn't say much other than to tell the girl infront of me to kick every now and again and to pull hard on the reins when the horse balked at moving.
My horse I had never rode before and we quickly had a temper tantrum the second we started walking away from the barn. He wanted to go back, I wanted to go forward. We sat for about five minutes with him doing that sideways fast step trying to go back up the hill, me kicking him hard in the right for forward movement, and him pulling his head left while I was pulling right. I think I terrified the girl in front of me. Her eyes were saucers watching me work.
Five minutes later my horse was like "fine" and went forward. We didn't have a single issue the rest of the ride. In fact, I really liked him. By the end of it he was starting to respond to the neck rein and leg I was giving him the entire ride. (my trainer doesn't ride him at all, she got really frustrated with him and wants to sell him)
After the ride I helped with tying horses, unbridling, getting horses hosed off, back ont he trailor, and then once they were home doing all the unsaddleing. It was all in all and awesome day. I really enjoyed it. It was almost theraputic to me. I think my trainer enjoyed having me there to help as well, she told me to come back whenever I wanted to just help out with anything. I need that right now. Not another horse, just to be around them.
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