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I love feeding people.  I get to feed some of my people this weekend!  This is also the first of two weekends when I start making things to freeze for quick meals so that I don’t fall back into my fast food habit when NaNoWriMo (write a novel in a month – do it!) starts November 1.

Last night, while I was enjoying okra/broccoli fried rice (weird texture, but tasty) I made a list of ten simple things that will feed a group and/or provide leftovers.  Let step one of meal planning commence!

1.  Asparagus soup – Michelle, Steve, and Savvy are going Whole 30, so on Saturday, I am going to make them asparagus soup with the remnants of the asparagus that Mom froze for me from her garden last spring.  I couldn’t find a recipe online that fit their plan, so I’m going to wing it.  I get some of my most favorite soups that way.  There might be roasting involved.  I’m pretty excited about it.

2.  Pizza Puffs.  This is one of my favorite appetizers to serve because 1) the recipe is easy to adjust for dietary differences, 2) the puffs are easy to freeze and are just as tasty re-toasted, and 3) they are easy to take to school or work when I know I won’t be coming home for a while.  Key word – easy.

3.  Kale and chicken egg rolls. I haven’t made these yet. When I do, I think that I will bake them, because I find having a large pot of oil in the kitchen disconcerting.  Also, I tend to like the egg roll wrappers better when they’re baked.  I will probably also replace the chicken with something like butternut squash.  But I will make a test batch.  If that goes well (and believe me, if it goes as well as I think it will, you will definitely hear about it), I will make eleventy dozen and freeze them, and this might be the only thing that I eat this winter.

4.  Lasagna.  I love some lasagna.  I love all kinds.  I love butternut squash lasagna (although I don’t use as much dairy in mine as the recipe calls for.  That’s terrifying).  Spinach lasagna is the casserole-y item that most frequently graces my kitchen.  And sometimes, I just need good, comforting, traditional lasagna.  A big pan of lasagna will feed more people than I can even fit into my apartment, and it also freezes beautifully.

5. Confession – I hoard Crock-pot recipes. I love coming home to the smell of something that has been cooking for hours and hours. Bourbon Street chicken.  Chicken and dumplings. Caponata. Just spend a little quality time with that Pinterest board.  And you’re welcome.

6. I have to take a moment to fangirl about Joy the Baker.  I inherently trust anyone who loves brown butter, particularly one who uses it when she makes her coffee Irish.  She has a cookbook out.  You should buy it.  She also has a tiny kitchen, which makes me feel less angry about my tiny kitchen.  Her tomato cobbler with blue cheese biscuits is one of the best things that she  – or anyone, for that matter – has ever done.  I have no idea if this dish is good for leftovers.  This is one of those things that you cook for guests but don’t expect to have leftovers because they will eat all of it and possibly lick the pan if you don’t stop them.

7. Another easy-to-modify staple is a pan of enchiladas. Whether you stack them (I’m a stacker) or roll them (the traditional method), there’s almost nothing you can do to ruin them.

8. Lazy Sunday Casserole.  This can be produced quickly and in bulk and will feed me for days.

9.  Burgers.  I forget that I can do this at home.  I also forget how insanely easy it is to freeze ground chuck into patties, ready to go, or to make black bean burgers and freeze those for a quick reheat.  Also…homemade hamburger buns.  YES.

10. And last, for days when I am feeling super lazy but still want to have people over, I will opt for the baked potato bar, because I usually have all those things in my house already.  And potatoes can totally be baked (and kept warm) in the Crock-pot.

Now I’m hungry.  Come on, five o’clock!

I’m going 31 days without fast food.

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ImageI almost didn’t write what I was into this month (erm…last month.  It’s totally still August in my head).  I didn’t try many new recipes.  I didn’t watch any movies.  I barely even watched TV, although I will give a mention to Pushing Daisies, which you should really see, even though it was only two seasons, because those two seasons were awesome, as I re-watched a couple of episodes of that one night.

I’m not sure I’m really into it or would suggest it to anyone sane, but what I’ve been doing this month is writing a manual for front desk operations at the residence hall where I work while also trying to open said residence hall for the year and start the classes I’m teaching this semester.

I’m otherwise into sitting down and staring into space because it’s too hot to do anything else, except maybe eat snow cones.  Because August.

I’m really into sandwiches this month.  Sandwiches are delicious, and making them doesn’t heat up the apartment.  I have renewed my love affair with pastrami on rye.

It was Michelle month.  I ventured out of the house mid-month to go see Rupert-Michelle, and we went to Argentina Bakery, where I had the adorable macchiato and empanada you see pictured above.  I also kept China-Michelle company the night before she flew back, and we found a great Italian restaurant with (more importantly) a great wine selection just a few miles from the hotel.

I also read some things that I really liked:

1. I re-read The Little Prince.  The conversation with the fox is still my favorite part.

2. Me Before You by Jojo Moyes, which I found frustrating at times but liked overall.

3. Daring Greatly by Brene Brown,  which was exactly what I needed to read before starting a new semester.

4. Let’s Explore Diabetes with Owls by David Sedaris, which was a lot of fun.

And I started reading And the Mountains Echoed by Khaled Hosseini, which I love. Having not even made it halfway through yet, I know that this is my must-read, go-out-and-buy-this-book-immediately, take-a-day-off-work-to-finish-it recommendation this month.

What are you into this month (besides air conditioning – oh, sweet, glorious air conditioning!)?  If you want more suggestions, lots of folks (and I) are linking up over at Leigh Kramer’s blog – go check it out!

 

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July was the month of long-time friends.  I attended my 20th (!!!) high school reunion, so I got to catch up with who-is-where-and-doing-what and meet their kids (I repeat – !!!).  I had dinner with a few people I hadn’t talked to in a while, even though they live right here in town, and I had some friends over for margaritas and build-your-own nachos.  I saw my friend Michelle, who is stateside for a couple of months before she heads back to China.  I had dinner last night with two of my former roommates Sharon and Margat and their kids. I said farewell to my friend Tomomi who moved back to Japan.

Good friends.  Good times.

General Highlights:

I applied and interviewed for a full-time teaching position at the school where I teach, but it went to another candidate.  It did me the favor of thinking about what I like about what I do and what I want to change about it for the classes that I do have, even if I’m still teaching in a part-time capacity.  So while it was not the outcome for which I was hoping the most, it’s still okay.

I love wearing pearls.

I also love Ravelin’s black pepper and prosciutto loaf.

Denton.  Just all of it.  I’m so in love with this town in the summertime.

My Maggie is engaged!  Yay!

And I love finishing summer conferences!  I will be back in my building next Monday!

Books:

I loved The Paris Wife.  I read it, then I promptly watched Midnight in Paris and bought A Moveable Feast.  I just wasn’t ready to stop hearing this story.

I also read Snapper and The Cookbook Collector, both of which I enjoyed.  I got a solid kick in the pants from You Are A Writer, so I wrote a lot this month as well.

My favorite book of the month, however, was Bread and Wine.  In fact, this might be my favorite book of the year so far.  Food-infused memoirs are my best book friends, and this one resonated with pain and joy and life and abundance and…I just want to read it over and over again and buy it for everyone I know.

I have started so many books (ten, in fact) that I hope to finish within the next couple of weeks, so I’m sure I’ll have something to say about them.  A little Neruda, a little memoir, and some Blood, Bones, and Butter.

TV/Movies:

I started Season 5 of Doctor Who.  I know Matt Smith is the Doctor, and he’s good at it, and he brings his own special something to the role.  But did anyone else just keep waiting for the moment when he turned back into David Tennant?  No?  Just me, then?  Okay.  Never mind.  I’ll just be over here, wearing my “I ❤ David Tennant” sandwich board.

Then She Found Me was a cute movie.  I also heart Colin Firth.

Then I stopped watching Dr. Who because, again – why bother when there’s no David Tennant? – but also because someone sent me this video, forcing me to immediately go back and re-watch all of Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip.  Such a good show.

And I know this is not a TV show or anything, but the Hump Day camel is my dad’s favorite commercial.  You should see how he acts when it comes on.

Food:

Breakfast quinoa, specifically with good maple syrup and blueberries, is pretty much my favorite thing right now.  It’s so delicious.

This cobbler was a big hit with Michelle, Tammy, and Matt.  It was a big hit with me, too.  I love peach cobbler, especially with peaches from Mom and Dad’s trees.  Also…bourbon.

July always seems to be pie month (observe from back in the day).  I made three different pies this month – strawberry rhubarb with gin in the crust, blueberry pie, and icebox lemonade-coconut milk pie, which turned out a little weird but still good, on account-a the coconut.

Pampered Chef’s Raspberry Habanero Sauce as a salad dressing.  I can’t even…I’m getting teary just thinking about how amazing this was.  I can hook you up if you want to experience it for yourself.

And the Twitter just informed me of something else I need to make immediately.  Homemade honeycomb, dipped in chocolate!?!?  WHAT?!?!?! I NEED IT!!!

The Intrawebs:

Clearly, this month I’ve gone  from occasionally seeing Joy the Baker repinned on Pinterest to following everything she does online.  I’m going to have to take up running again.  Maybe kickboxing, as I can do that inside and thus avoid risking heat stroke.  At any rate, something will have to be done to counteract this sudden spike in calories.

In other late-to-the-party news, I love Feminist Taylor Swift.

And I have loved Grumpy Cat since the beginning.  But this one makes me laugh and laugh.  And laugh and laugh.  And…well, you get it.

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This video – Geek Girls and the Doubleclicks – Nothing to Prove *nods*

Blog Love:

The blogosphere was on fire this month.  If you missed them, go.  Read.

Esther Emery – Lament

Sarah Bessey – In Which I Thank the Duchess of Cambridge

Sarah Bessey – In Which I choose to be a feminist in the way that Jesus would be a feminist

Abby Norman – The Fix That Won’t (four part series – do yourself a favor and read them all)

Kelley Nikondeha via A Deeper Story – Her Dreads

Rachel Held Evans – Why I Can’t Stay Angry

Adam McHugh via Preston Yancey’s An Everlasting Meal and a Moveable Feast series – Blood from a Stone

Preston Yancey – When This is About Insecurity and Writing Books

Addie Zierman – One Small Change series

Jessica Stein – Eucharist

Hilary Sherratt – Dear Hilary: Honor is not in a Tan LIne

Leigh Kramer – Nashville Doesn’t Love Me

I’m sure I’ll run across ten more that I loved so much.  If you wrote one of these posts, thank you.  You made my month.

So, that was a lot.  It was a good month.  It was a good month for others, too.  Read what they’re into at Leigh Kramer’s blog.

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Bread and Wine

I started reading Bread and Wine by Shauna Niequist.  I’m about halfway through, and I love this book.  How do I love it?  I will count the ways.  There will be more detail and gushing when I’m through with it, but for now, I’m just going to let this picture of my breakfast speak for itself (berry crisp – vegan and gluten free style).

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Well, it’s here.  Texas summer.  It took its merciful time getting to Denton, but this week it seems to be making up for lost time.  Goodbye, low utility bills.  I’ll miss you most of all.

June means:

– summer conferences in Housing

– having most of my conversations start with some variation of, “I haven’t seen you in so long – where have you been?”  Working.  Always, always working during the school year.  Summer means no teaching, though, which makes just working my full-time job feel like time off.

– summer cleaning (because it was too nice outside/too busy in the spring)

– snow cones

And all these things:

Books

Apparently I think I’m a young adult, because YA fiction is what I’ve been reading lately.

In June, I finished the latest in Cassandra Clare’s The Mortal Instruments series.  They’re…okay.  I would have enjoyed them more in a month when everything else I read was terrible, but that’s not really a recommendation, is it?  If you have to read poorly written things to appreciate something, maybe it’s best to advise others to skip it.  Especially if they happened to read something like Lord of the White Hell by Ginn Hale in the same month.  There’s just no comparison.

I also read Citrus County by John Brandon.  He writes dialogue well.  I can read just about anything with well-written dialogue.

My favorite book of the month was Will Grayson, Will Grayson.  I love John Green.  Every time I read another book of his for the first time, I gush and say, “This is my favorite book I’ve ever read of his!”  And it’s true every time, but it’s especially true with this one.  This is my favorite favorite.  I’ve never read anything else by David Levithan, but I certainly will now.

In July, I am actually reading books written for proper grown-ups (well, older ones, anyway):  The Paris Wife, Let the Great World Spin, The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, Snapper, The Cookbook Collector, and I might finish A Storm of Swords and Quiet.  I also might start Infinite Jest.  Maybe.

Or maybe I’ll just catch up on TV.

TV is my boyfriend:

The only movie I watched this month (or last month, for that matter) was Friends with Kids.  It’s not new, but it had me at Adam Scott, whom I adore.

I haven’t even watched a lot of TV this month.  I finished the last season of The West Wing.  Yes, it was my first time.  I’m glad I waited until it was off the air, because I am pretty sure I would have been an emotional disaster if I had actually followed it as it was airing.  Just the whole time.  In related news, if anyone is looking for gift ideas for me, you’ll notice that I’ve provided a link in the previous line for your convenience. /shameless

Lately, I’ve been watching Dr. Who.  I’m about halfway through the fourth season.  The weeping angels are still the creepiest villains. *shudders*

And I haven’t been watching Game of Thrones, but I had to see what everyone was so upset about re: the wedding of doom.  Clearly, these upset fans have not read the books, or they’d be used to people dropping like flies (and don’t yell “Spoiler Alert” to me.  If you don’t know that a lot of people die in this story, you haven’t been paying attention, because…um…war).  I like that the episode inspired this (spoilery) and this (spoilery).

I can’t believe I missed the start of SYTYCD.  I love that show.  Fair warning – next month will probably include videos of dances that everyone just really needs to see.

Music:

At work, I have been rocking my Pandora stations, specifically the Build Me Up, Buttercup station and the Edith Piaf station.  You’re welcome, coworkers.

In my car, it’s been Melody Gardot and Madeleine Peyroux.

Food:

I’m taking Preston Yancey’s Sacramental Baking course, and I now am addicted to sourdough.  Seriously – I might have a problem.  A happy, delicious problem about which none of my friends are complaining.  You can throw just about anything into a loaf of sourdough.  Sundried tomato and olive is my current favorite.

It’s summer, though, so most of what I have been making are a thousand different salads.  My favorites in June were this Mediterranean couscous salad,  arugula pasta salad with chickpeas and goat cheese, and anything with this lemon garlic vinaigrette dressing,

I also bought Popsicle molds and made many frozen treats.  My favorites were vegan peach pie pops and vegan orange creamsicles.

I want to make this banana jam…and possibly roll around in it a little.

The Interwebs:

– The person who made this cake is pretty much my hero.

31 Unmistakable Signs that You’re an Introvert.  Yep.  If the crowd is too big, I will socialize with your cat.  And ONLY your cat.

My Imaginary Well-Dressed Toddler Daughter on Pinterest.

Jonalyn Fincher’s video response to Jessica Rey’s The Evolution of the Swimsuit

That about sums it up.  Looking for something else to read, watch, or generally be into?  Check out similar posts at Leigh Kramer’s blog!

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It’s summertime for me.  I know, it seems a little early.  Summer camps haven’t started.  The summer reading program at the library hasn’t begun.  The kids aren’t even out of school yet.

My seasons tend to start early, though.  I work with college students, so the seasons tend to go with the semesters and their breaks.  Also, I live in Texas, so it starts to feel like summer here earlier than most places.  In fact, it’s not so much fall, winter, spring, summer for me as it’s fall, holiday, spring, summer, because February might not always feel like winter here, but it always grades like spring. I turned in grades on Monday for Spring 2013 and have started working for summer conferences, so in my mind, I’ve transitioned.

It’s a new season.  A new photo album on Facebook.  A new goodbye, making way for a new hello.

I will miss my residents.  Well, most of them.  I will not miss teaching, but I’ll be ready to go back to it in August.

Summertime means conferences, the part of my job where I feel most like a fish out of water.  Day desk has been rougher than I expected it to be, but conferences are even rougher.  Training is my strength; customer service is not.  And customer service is all that summer conferences entail.  On the upside, it’s easier to leave behind when I leave work for the day.  I gratefully flee.  No chance of it following me home.

Summertime means reading.  I read a lot anyway, but there’s more time for it in the summer.  I am not reading many deep things this summer.  I actually have romance novels on my list.  I might flip out and throw some Proust in there or tackle Infinite Jest, but I make no promises.

Summertime usually means more writing, too.  I am going to work on my Fishbowl story this summer.  I am also submitting a few posts in a few places as a guest blogger.  And I have the urge for the first time ever to try my hand at poetry, so perhaps I will do some of that, too.  I am in love with poetry these days, from E. E. Cummings’s “I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach a ten thousand stars how not to dance,”  to Pablo Neruda’s  “I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.”

But most important of all – summertime means snow cones and popsicles and yoga.  Cooling off and calming down.  It’s my sanest season.

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Reading

At the beginning of the year, I always make a reading goal for myself.  It’s usually grand, and I usually don’t meet it.  That’s not the point.  The point is that I have a view of what I want my year to look like, and even working toward that view ends up making the year wonderful.  The goal is a wish that someday, I’ll be doing the kind of thing with my life where I have time to read all of those books.  Someday, I’ll be getting paid to write, and while the main thing a writer does is write, every successful writer I know will tell you that another thing a writer does is read.  Oh, to have a life where part of my job is to read!  One of these years, it’s going to come true.  Then I will always meet my reading goal.

The things that get me stuck on reading goals are reading things that are “good for me” rather than only reading the things that I want to read.  There is merit in this.  It’s a way of learning to take the perspective of the other rather than just feeding yourself more of what’s entertaining or otherwise immediately valuable to you, which is a grand skill to have.  We see what happens when people can’t fathom any point of view but their own (i.e., the circus that is the Presidential race).  It’s why your English teacher made you read The Red Badge of Courage, or Wuthering Heights, or Lord of the Flies, or anything by Shakespeare.  I actually enjoyed those books (well, except for The Red Badge of Courage.  Screw that noise), but I remember many of my classmates didn’t. But if they actually read the book instead of scouring a summary for testing purposes, they didn’t just fulfill an assignment for a high school class.  They practiced an important skill in being a proper citizen of the world – listening to others who may think very differently from them.  And here they thought they’d never use what they learned in high school!

I’m currently reading a book entitled A Queer Thing Happened to America.  It was loaned to me by a friend who posted something on Facebook that was opposed to gay marriage, and of course, I compulsively responded.  I’m tempted to look back and chide my then self for getting involved in yet another Facebook debate, but I’m glad I did.  Well, I’ll be glad I did once I finish this tedious book.  My friend told me that it was a well-reasoned argument for his position, and I was intrigued, as I’ve never actually read a well-reasoned argument for that position, and as my friend is himself a fairly logical person, I figured he’d know how to spot such an argument.

So that’s what I went into the book expecting.  Reason.  Logic.  An as-objective-as-possible review of the research on both sides of the subject, followed by the author’s deductive method for coming to his point of view.

So far, it’s been a little over a hundred pages of whining and finger-pointing.  “Look what they said about me.  They say we’re hateful?! They’re hateful!”  Apparently this author is a well-known, much maligned spokesperson for the traditional family, and people who have less traditional families don’t like that (or, by extension, him).  And so far, this book has been nothing but his attempt to convince the reader that he’s the good guy in the scenario – that it’s Those People who are really the hateful ones.  And while some hateful things have been said to him, I’m growing tired of all the rehashing.  I’m beginning to imagine him as a really tall, petulant child, stomping his foot, screaming, “But it’s not fair!!”

This is not all his fault.  If the book had been presented to me or marketed as his memoir (which is what it actually is), the extreme navel-gazing and “please understand me” feel would be acceptable.  But I went in wanting a defense of the position, not a person.  And that’s not what I’m getting.

I am drawing a couple of conclusions thus far:

1.  We need to stop throwing around the word “hate” so much.  Sure, there is hate in the world.  And sure, we could stand to be less uppity with each other where such sensitive issues that affect quality of life are concerned.  We could all stand to be a little more loving.  But someone disagreeing with me is not what hate looks like.  Automatically branding the opposing position (whichever side one is on) as “hate” shuts down dialogue on the subject, and that leaves all of us sulking in our own corners, licking our wounds, and just getting madder and madder, because we’ve stopped listening to the people we now label hateful, so everything coming from them sounds like a resounding gong or a clashing cymbal (thank you, St. Paul, for the imagery).  And they just keep talking, not realizing that their failed attempts at coming across as loving  or open-minded are really just pouring salt into a wound.  And suddenly we’re “us,” and they’re “them,” and we can’t agree with them no matter what, because that violates our pronouns.  It’s a maddening cycle, and it needs to stop.

2.  Church and state need to be separated.  Not just as a neat, inspiring, yay-America concept – for real.  They’re just no good to each other.  Separation of church and state protects the legal freedoms of both.  The author paints this doomsday picture where, if we allow the government to change the definition of marriage, it will automatically change it for the church and what the church is allowed to teach, and he’s not wrong.  In countries where separation of church and state is not practiced, that absolutely happens – all entities under the state, which basically means all entities period, have to comply with state philosophy.  Some might even argue that that’s a good thing, particularly where this issue is concerned.  But I am more of (read: firmly implanted in) the “I may disagree with what you’re saying, but I will defend to the death your right to say it,” school of thought.  Separation of church and state protects the church’s (and other philosophical groups) freedom of speech.

But it works both ways.  If we want government to relinquish control of what the church teaches (and my guess is that Mr. Brown very much does want this), the church has to relinquish control of the government, which is essentially what the opposition to the legalization of gay marriage is, as far as I understand it (like I said, I’ve yet to hear a logical, non-religious support of the position).  Advocates of this position often hide behind the upholding of the legal definition of marriage and the slippery slope that might (I’m being conservative – many of them would substitute “definitely will” in place of “might” here) occur if we expand it.  I don’t often hear any of them opposing the expansion of the legal definition of other things to be more inclusive, which pretty much happens constantly, though.  So what’s different about this proposed definition change?  It offends their religious beliefs, which, under separation of church and state (you know, the thing that’s protecting their right to voice those religious beliefs), should have no grounds for controlling legislation.

What is most baffling to me about this issue is that expanding the legal definition of marriage wouldn’t actually change anything personally for any of the people I know who oppose it.  Their marriages would still be just as legally binding as they are now, and all the rights associated with that legal marriage would stay the same.  No one is asking them to give up any of their rights.  Ultra-conservative citizens have just as many rights as other citizens to vote as they choose, believe as they choose, and live as they choose.  They just shouldn’t have more rights.  Maybe this is the thing that they don’t want to give up – the extra-special privilege that they’ve been enjoying that is special simply because it’s denied to others.  I hope there’s more to it than that, because that seems a little greedy.  I hope that this book answers my bafflement.

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