The seeds arrived today! I’m looking forward to planting them and blogging about their progress. I looked up both species online to get a glimpse of what they look like. Here’s what we’ve got:
This was taken on a trip back east to visit my family. We had taken a trip to the local mall and they had one of those photo booths. This is me with my niece. She is a teenager now and just received her driver’s license this year. She is my only blood related niece and she is the first born. I remember when she was born feeling overwhelming in love with her. I guess you never know how much you could ever love another human being until a child comes into your life. Its almost scary.
I believe we shopped that day for school clothes. My sister was with my nephew who was maybe 5 or so at the time. When my nephew saw the picture here of me and my neice, he of course wanted to have one too, so back to the other side of the mall we returned.
What I love about these pictures is that they’ve so perfectly caught each of their personalities. My niece is more reserved. She is a thinker. I can see that in this picture. She is very big into softball these days and even gave up a trip to Florida because she didn’t want to miss a game. Talk about dedication!
My nephew, now in his early teens is big into acting now. He is the life of the party and when he landed the role as Wilbur from Charlotte’s Web, he told me he had finally gotten his ‘big break’. LOL. I love the joy on his face in the last picture. It is so complete. We as adults should be so lucky to smile like that and have it be natural.
The two of them have been two of the greatest joys in my life and they are my hope for the future. I keep these pictures on a bulletin board in my laundry room. I remember that day so well. I look at them and think, my, time is going by so fast. They have grown up so much. And man, I look so different from those days, too! I suppose I’ve done some growing up since then as well. At least I hope I have.
This June I will go to visit them and hope to take in my niece’s softball game and also to go to an amusement park with my nephew where we’ll ride roller coasters and eat pizza all afternoon.
Not sure whats going on but it appears others are having the same issue. *sigh*
Like a child with a security blanket, Abby has taken to carrying around this rawhide bone recently. This was given to her last Fall and it has remained mostly untouched since then. Lately though this bone has become her constant companion. When I arrive home at night she has it in her mouth when she comes to greet me. It is often lying on her bed when she is elsewhere. She has managed to get it out through the doggie door without getting stuck which was most impressive. In the photos below she has hopped up onto the bed in a veritable show and tell. Oh yes, I say, it is a very lovely bone. Thank you for showing it to me.
Easter Sunday was spent with friends and their family. We had a wonderful dinner of ham with 2 types of glazes and many wonderful side dishes. The day was just perfect temperature-wise for sitting out on the patio with a glass of wine. We had been invited to a barbecue at a new friend’s home in our hometown. This was more of a party that was in full swing when we arrived. I’ve never seen so many shots of tequila downed. My friend was the perfect hostess. She offered us more food than we could possibly eat. Hubby immediately went over to where the men were sitting and stayed there the rest of the evening.
At one table I noticed a young woman downing many a shot of tequila. The more she drank the louder she got. My friend told me she was here visiting from out of the country and was letting her hair down. I’ll say. Awhile later I was beckoned by my friend over to the table where La Borracha (drunk) was sitting and hesitantly made my way over. I knew it would be only a matter of time before it was pointed out that I didn’t look quite like the rest in attendance there. What’s so dumb is that just because La Borracha didn’t speak English she was too drunk to realize that I understand Spanish. Nothing like being singled out for looking different from the crowd. I didn’t think it was time to get into my family history here. What was kind of funny is that when I was speaking to her in Spanish she still didn’t seem to get that I could understand her. I ran into my friend yesterday and she actually told me that La Borracha had actually asked if I might be able to help her with her English. I said, sure. The first lesson is on AA. It’s a 12-step program. . .
All in all though, it was a great party. Hubby enjoyed himself. I ended up talking to a girl from Nicaragua who I have the impression may have been a mail-order bride but I’m not sure. There was a show on TV awhile ago on how these older guys take these trips to South America to find a wife. Her husband could have been a shoe-in for that but I didn’t want to ask anymore. She was such a pleasant person and very happy to be here. We exchanged numbers so I hope we’ll stay in touch.
Grief-wise I’m doing okay. I’ve gotten myself back to the gym and have recommitted myself back to healthy eating. We did splurge on some most wonderful fried fish tacos Friday night. Oh! They were so good.
Today seem to be more difficult for some reason. I find myself first thing in the morning talking to an empty cage and telling Monsoon how much I miss her. For the most part I have pulled myself up by the bootstraps but there are still some moments when it feels like lightning has struck my chest. It moves in waves and I can’t help but think of the weather map before a storm when there are these rows of green bands moving through the sky towards the city. One by one they come. And I can throw myself into my work or into the gym all I want. I know that this is just going to take time. Thank God the grief goes away in time. I don’t think I’d ever share my life with another animal if I had remembrance of that all the time.
I’ve had wonderful support from both friends here and family and friends elsewhere but there is no one that can live the grief for you. It is a solitary journey. Hubby has been supportive for the most part but I don’t think he feels at all what I feel; that sense of loss. My boss, too, bless him, had been wonderful while Monsoon was sick. He’d come in every morning and pull up a chair for an update. He’d offer a word of encouragement and hope that she would pull through. The Monday after she passed though he stayed in his office and I stayed in mine. We haven’t talked anymore about it. Men just handle these things so differently.
We went to the Humane Society adoption center over the weekend. While there were some adorable pooches there, I didn’t feel the remotest connection with any of them. I sat down late last week with Hubby and talked about his concerns with our getting another ferret. He didn’t like the fact that she would get into his things (which really he shouldn’t have left around) and that one time he walked into our bedroom and stepped in some poop. She had an accident and they were quite frequent the last few months before she passed due to her not being able to get in the litter box. But again, I explained to him, she was ill. I asked if we could work out some kind of a compromise and to think about it before answering. We’ll see. I find myself getting irritable easily with hubby or at work but when speaking with a client who is driving me batty, I’ll respond sweetly with a smile in my voice but in my head I’m thinking, I don’t effing know (or care)!
But I’ve been down this road before and its true when they say, this too shall pass.
I dreamt last night that hubby was outside cooking on the grill. We weren’t at our house as it was very green and we were standing under a covered porch. I stood next to hubby while he chatted away when I noticed a small yellow canvas bag closed with a drawstring hanging from a nail on the porch roof. A tiny ferret foot could be seen pressed against the inside of the bag. I knew I shouldn’t be looking at it. I kept trying to distract myself and tried harder to pay attention to what Hubby was doing. He didn’t seem to notice (typical). There was such a foreboding feeling and I had to force myself not to look at it. Then I woke up. What the hell was that about???
This recipe came from the April 2011 issue of Cooking Light magazine. I’ve been experimenting lately with meat alternatives and found this dish to be fairly easy to place together and quite delicious.
1/4 cup water
1 tbls brown sugar
3 tbls natural style chunky peanut butter (for best results check the ingredients –it should contain peanuts and salt only, nothing else)
1 tsp Sriracha (hot chile sauce)
1 tsp lower sodium soy sauce
Stir Fry Ingredients:
2 tsps brown sugar
5 tsps lower sodium soy sauce
1 tsp Sriracha
4 garlic cloves, chopped
1 tbsp, plus 2 tsps sesame oil, divided
1 (8 oz) package of organic tempeh, cut into 1/3 inch strips (I found tempeh at Whole Foods but you can substitute firm tofu if needed)
2 cups thinly sliced carrots
1 cup (2-inch) strips red bell pepper
1 pound of green beans, trimmed (I chose frozen but either will do)
1/2 cup of water
3/4 cup thinly sliced green onions, divided
6 oz mung bean sprouts
To prepare peanut sauce, combine 1/2 cup water, 1 tbsp brown sugar, 3 tbsp peanut butter, 1 tsp Sriracha, and 1 tsp of soy sauce in a medium bowl, stirring well with a whisk (mixture will become smooth). Set aside.
Heat a large heavy skillet over medium-high heat. Add 1 tbsp sesame oil to the pan, swirling to coat. Add tempeh and half of soy sauce mixture; stir-fry for 5 minutes or until tempeh is golden brown. Remove tempeh mixture from pan and keep warm. Add remaining 2 tsps oil to pan, swirling to coat.
Add carrot, bell pepper, and green beans to pan; stir-fry 3 minutes. Add 1/2 cup of water; reduce heat to medium. Cover and simmer for 5 minutes or until beans are crisp-tender. Stir in remaining half of soy sauce mixture, tempeh mixture, half of onions, and bean sprouts; cook for 2 minutes or until bean sprouts are tender. Serve with peanut sauce and remaining half of onion.
Yields 4 – 2 cup servings. Use 2 tablespoons of peanut sauce per each serving.
Viola! You have yourself an incredibly tasty home cooked vegetarian meal!
1 lbs extra lean ground turkey (such as Jennie-O)
1 box of stuffing, chicken or turkey flavor
2 egg whites
1 cup of water
8 oz can of mushrooms, or fresh mushrooms
1 clove of garlic, diced
1/2 cup of diced onions
16 oz tomato sauce (use the canned, not jarred)
Dash of salt and pepper
preheat oven to 350 degrees. In a large mixing bowl combine ground turkey, stuffing, water and egg whites. Mix until thoroughly combined. Add in the diced garlic and the mushrooms. Mix. (Here is where you can get creative. Add in any kind of veggie. Carrots go well. I’ve even shredded an apple before and added to this concoction). Fold out turkey mixture into either a loaf pan or casserole dish. Bake for 30 – 40 minutes.
Add the can of tomato sauce to a sauce pan and heat. Add in the onions and stir. Add in a dash or salt and pepper. Allow meatloaf to cool for 5 minutes before serving. Top with the tomato sauce and serve.
This recipe has become a staple in our house. It is easy to prepare and best of all, the leftovers taste even better the next day!
Last night I arrived home to find a beautiful bouquet of flowers and a card waiting from Hubby. We went out to dinner for sushi, which I love. Afterwards I dropped Hubby off at home under the pretense that I needed to get gas for my car. I then drove to the pet store and played with the baby ferrets for a while. I found it very therapeutic to do so and I had forgotten how much energy the babies really have. Monsoon was like that too, but turned into a complete cuddle bug in her later years.
I found a ferret rescue that operates in my state and made a donation this morning. It felt good to do that and although it wasn’t a lot of money I know it will go towards making life a little easier for one of the babies there and their caregivers.
Hubby and I haven’t discussed again about getting another ferret. I did let him know that I wasn’t interested in getting a dog right now where he will be working out-of-town again soon. House training is just not something I want to even try to do alone.
Upon cleaning out my car about a month ago I found some old CDs that I used to listen to. Its like finding 20 bucks in a pocket of an old pair of jeans. Love that! Here is what I was listening to 10 years ago:
One of these days I’m going to figure out how to properly post a video!
I had forgotten that it was my birthday today until I was writing the date down yesterday for something and saw it. I kept thinking it was later on in the week. See? Senility is already setting in. The rawness of losing Monsoon last Saturday is starting to ease up a bit. Waking up in the morning and going to bed at night are the toughest times when I realize that I’ve either begun or ended another day without her. Other than the suckiness of that, life is actually pretty good regardless. I haven’t moved her things out of the room yet. When I’m ready I will. The indentation of her little body is still in her bedding. This weekend I will move her things to one side but again I don’t think I’m ready to completely move her toys and stuff out yet. There is and will be for a while, a ferret-shaped hole in my heart. The house is too quiet, too empty.
I have referred to her as ‘The Weasely One’ because I’m known on here as ‘Monsoon’. I wanted to distinguish this so that people wouldn’t think of me as the creepy lady that speaks of herself in the third person. 😉
I had thought of getting another tattoo. My niece is a tattoo artist and does incredible artwork. Hubby has promised to disown me if I get another one. We’ll see. Speaking of disowning, I’ve brought up the fact that I would really like to get another ferret in time. Hubby is vehemently against this which breaks my heart even more. I’ve tried to explain how happy this would make me and how his new work schedule has him out-of-town so much. He is trying to sell me on the idea of getting another dog. It’s really him who wants another dog. As much as I love our Abby, she is definitely his dog. It’s just not the same. He told me if I was to get another ferret that I could get another husband. I told him not to tempt me. This is definitely a bone of contention at home.
Yesterday I found an article online about animals and the afterlife. It brought me some peace. I also recalled that years ago when I had to have my ferret, Petey, put to sleep that as I sat weeping at the vet’s waiting room holding Petey on my lap, that a lady who did not know me from a hole in the wall leaned in close and softly said, “Nowhere in the Bible does it say that animals are not in heaven.” I thought that was very kind and obviously I haven’t forgotten it.
On a lighter note, the home phone rang this morning. We don’t usually answer it due to the number of telemarketers that call. It will usually ring 4 times before stopping. This time it kept ringing and ringing. It wasn’t even 7am yet. I decided to answer it and it was someone looking for my husband. The man asked me if hubby had forgotten his cellphone. It was actually his boss thinking he was calling hubby’s cellphone. Apparently my husband was spraying something that didn’t need to be sprayed (he works construction), and his boss was observing this from a distance. He thought he was calling his cell to give him further instructions and got me instead. It was kind of funny. I was tempted to ask his boss to pass on a message that we were out of milk or something and to have him stop on the way home. LOL. (Or worse, feminine hygiene products –ha, ha! He’d kill me!)
We are looking forward to the weekend. I have had a kitchen table on lay away since last November. It was only supposed to be a three-month stint but life sometimes has a way of getting in the way. I’m hoping to actually have it this weekend. We’ll see. For Easter we are joining friend for dinner in the afternoon. My new friend from the gym lives only a few blocks from us and invited us over for a late afternoon barbecue. We are looking forward to that. It will be nice to get back to something that feels like normal.
Next weekend we are having a Taco Night at home. This is kind of a belated birthday celebration where Easter is this weekend. My husband makes the most amazing tacos. What started off as us inviting one other couple has turned into a houseful. We haven’t had anyone over since December 2008 so we are due. 2.5 years is a long time. While a few people are old friends, I’d have to say that the majority of people coming are new to us. Hubby invited some of his co-workers and I have invited my new friend from the gym and her husband. I’m looking forward to this. It has been way too long.
“You’re just an empty cage, girl, if you kill the bird.”