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So, this summer we have been participating in a local CSA. I suspected in the fall, when I paid up for the 25 weeks of fresh veggies, that this would force me to eat healthier. And it has. I actually crave fresh vegetables now, something that I have never really done in the past. I have been introduced to some crazy stuff like kohlrabi, and even figured out how to cook it (when in doubt, stir fry). I confess that a few times I had to google for vegetable images, because I wasn’t quite sure what that pale, alien-looking vegetable in my food box was.

Will I pay for a CSA share for next year? Nah, probably not. While I feel like I have learned a lot about eating seasonally already, I feel like the CSA share has given me the confidence to learn how to cook what is available, rather than what sounds good at the moment. Does that make sense? Tonight I made slow-cooker cabbage and apples, after doing a web search for cabbage recipes that included ingredients we already had sitting around in the kitchen. This is the first time in my life to cook cabbage, and it turned out yummy, if I say so myself (which I must, since everyone else was too chicken to try it).

Also, this year we put out a huge (for us) garden. Not huge by our grandparents’ standards, of course, but we’re still learning. The garden, while very weedy at this point, hasn’t been a total flop as in years past. I believe this is our 6th attempt at gardening. In years past, my sole concern was getting enough tomatoes canned to last me through the winter, as I am a tomato-holic. This year, we planted:

Peas: picked enough to fill a medium size bowl. That’s all. Must learn more about making peas happy.

Green beans: First year we have had any measure of success with these- yay, since we both love green beans! My sis-in-law picked enough from my garden today to cook up a large pot, and still had a large bucket of beans for me to process. Having bean plants produce more than a few stragglers is super exciting for me.

Corn: Wow, the corn. It is up to my height now, with normal size ears (not waist high with deformed midget ears, as in all our previous attempts). Unfortunately, our dog Mojo is slacking on the keeping away raccoons front. I am hoping they don’t steal all the ears before they are ready to eat.

Lettuce: I turned over a new leaf with lettuce this spring (yes, pun fully intended) - I actually started to like it! I have never been the salad type, because I always found lettuce to be too bitter. This spring I discovered that when you pick the lettuce early out of your own garden, it’s not bitter at all, and it practically melts in your mouth. Honestly, I am a little frustrated that I haven’t lost any weight this summer, considering all the meals that I have replaced with salads. Yum.

Spinach: It dried up and died a horrible, crinkly death before I could do anything with it. I think I planted it too late.

Pepper plants: I planted four. They sort of stayed the same size, and just grew a crazy amount of leaves and a few peppers here and there. I will have to read up on making these happy too.

Potato plants: I threw in a few potato eyes in the blank spots between rows. They flourished, and then the weeds killed them.

Onions, tomatoes, carrots, cucumbers, zucchini, pumpkins, yellow squash: all very happy amongst their weed friends, and yet to be eaten, other than a few fried green tomatoes.

Things I will do different next year: Definitely going to try my hand at planting cabbage and broccoli. Probably not going to bother with peas again. They hate me. This fall, I will try to remember to pay for a truckload or two of manure from a local farmer, because I suspect that the soil in this spot isn’t super great and needs some boosting. Next spring, I hope to have the time and energy to plan the garden better, and to keep the weeds down enough that they don’t kill innocent vegetables. I will mark the rows already planted, so I don’t end up with a huge, guilt-inducing blank space between the turnip greens and the viney plants.

While my (and M’s) attempts at keeping up with the garden make his grandpa laugh at us, I am feeling confident enough in the gardening thing to forgo the CSA share for next year, and leave it to someone who doesn’t have the luxury of having land to grow their own veggies, as we do.

Insomnia

Hmm… Night shift is making me a serious insomniac on my nights off. After five hours of sleep yesterday morning, I went to bed at midnight tonight, and slept like a log for two hours. Then my daughter woke me up at 2:30 am, M finally came to bed, and I was suddenly wide awake. Now it’s 5:30. I’ve been up for 3 hours, bursting with energy. My eating schedule is all wonky. I just ate a bowl of cereal and am going to toss in a load of laundry and then hopefully be sleepy enough to go to bed for a few hours. J usually sleeps in until 9 or 10, so I’ll probably get enough sleep to hold me over, but no guarantees where toddler sleep habits are concerned.

Yesterday I was so sleep deprived that I attempted to put on lip gloss, and wondered why my lips still felt dry. I then realized that I had been trying to apply lip gloss with the top of one of those little tube-shaped sample perfume bottles. Oops.

Yeah. Night shift = good in short term for paying off debt faster with the shift differential, but definitely having weird effects on me.

Thanking the good Lord that I only work one night out of the next seven.

The full-time gig

Working full-time? Definitely better than going to school full-time. Because at least now I get paid, and at a decent wage, for my hours away from home. At the same time, definitely not a sustainable choice for our family. Three 12.5-hour shifts a week doesn’t sound too bad until it actually happens, and reality sets in: on the days that I work, I am away 15 hours. And then factor in the weird sleep schedule due to working night shift. But because of the financial position that we’re in, this is the way it has to be, at least for a little while, in order for me to be at home with my baby more in the future. I have my Dave Ramsey debt snowball posted on my wall over my desk for motivation.

Frustrating, but true. I’m doing my best to not complain, and to be cheerful about the way things currently have to be. It helps that I love my job, and that it involves holding and feeding babies and supporting their families. But I look forward to the time when I will be around to hold my own baby more, you know?

On the bright side, my husband tells me that I am a much more pleasant person now that I am out of school. Even though I feel like an exhausted sloth as I drag through my days off.

Fun fun fun

Parenthood just gets more and more fun.

J. wandered into the kitchen just now, about two minutes after going with her daddy to get a bath before bedtime. I asked her if she had already taken her bath. She looked up at me all wide-eyed and shrugged her shoulders.

“I already pooped in my bathwater, and daddy drained it all gone, and I don’t take a bath anymore!”

Classic.

Did I mention that I’m married to a great guy? Not a single complaint out of him!

Then and now

Two years ago this month…

last July…

and now…

Book List

I’m too mentally drained to actually write much tonight. I found this list/meme interesting, and I will be reading more now that I’m no longer studying for boards. (I’m an RN now, as of July 1st- Yay!!)

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This list is from the Big Read by way of KnitWrit.

“The Big Read reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they’ve printed.”

1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicize those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you LOVE. I colored them instead.
4) Post your list.

1. Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen
2. The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien
3. Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte
4. Harry Potter series - JK Rowling
5. To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee
6. The Bible – not going to fib and say I’ve read every single book in the Bible…especially not Leviticus and the like…
7. Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte
8. Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell
9. His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman

10. Great Expectations - Charles Dickens

11. Little Women - Louisa M Alcott
12. Tess of the D’Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy
13. Catch 22 - Joseph Heller
14. Complete Works of Shakespeare
15. Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier
16. The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien
17. Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks
18. Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger
19. The Time Traveler’s Wife - Audrey Niffenegger
20. Middlemarch - George Eliot
21. Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell
22. The Great Gatsby - F. Scott Fitzgerald
23. Bleak House - Charles Dickens
24. War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy
25. The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams
26. Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh
27. Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky
28. Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck
29. Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll loved it for the Arthur Rackham illustrations!
30. The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame
31. Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy
32. David Copperfield - Charles Dickens
33. Chronicles of Narnia - C.S. Lewis
34. Emma - Jane Austen
35. Persuasion - Jane Austen
36. The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe - C.S. Lewis
37. The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini
38. Captain Corelli’s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres
39. Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden
40. Winnie the Pooh - A.A. Milne
41. Animal Farm - George Orwell
42. The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown
43. One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
44. A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving
45. The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins
46. Ann of Green Gables - LM Montgomery
47. Far From the Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy
48. The Handmaid’s Tale - Margaret Atwood
49. Lord of the Flies - William Golding
50. Atonement - Ian McEwan
51. Life of Pi - Yann Martel
52. Dune - Frank Herbert
53. Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons
54. Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen- my all-time favorite film, so I suppose I should read this…
55. A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth
56. The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafron
57. A Tale of Two Cities - Charles Dickens
58. Brave New World - Aldous Huxley
59. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon
60. Love in the Time of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
61. Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck
62. Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov
63. The Secret History - Donna Tartt
64. The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold
65. Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas
66. On The Road - Jack Kerouac
67. Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy
68. Bridget Jone’s Diary - Helen Fielding
69. Midnight’s Children - Salman Rushdie
70. Moby Dick - Herman Melville
71. Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens
72. Dracula - Bram Stoker

73. The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett

74. Notes From a Small Island - Bill Bryson

75. Ulysses - James Joyce
76. The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath
77. Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome
78. Germinal - Emile Sola
79. Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thecherav
80. Possession - A.S. Byatt
81. A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens
82. Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell
83. The Color Purple - Alice Walker
84. The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro
85. Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert
86. A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry
87. Charlotte’s Web - E.B. White
88. The Five People You Meet in Heaven - Mitch Albom
89. Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
90. The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton
91. Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad
92. The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery
93. The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks
94. Watership Down - Richard Adams – started reading to my daughter last year, but got sidetracked…
95. A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole
96. A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute
97. The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas
98. Hamlet - William Shakespeare
99. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl – (this gave me the creeps)
100. Les Miserables - Victor Hugo

31/100

I’m guilty of reading trash books over classics sometimes. I’m often more interested in reading the true crime/abnormal psychology of why someone snaps, and how forensic evidence is used to catch criminals as told by Ann Rule, rather than wade through a classic. In terms of quality reading, my favorite books are not on this list. In the past few years, my favorite books have been:

-anything by Robert Morgan, especially Gap Creek: The Story of a Marriage

-We Were the Mulvaneys (couldn’t get into anything else by Oates, despite reading this one several times)

-all things Amy Tan

-all things Billie Letts (especially The Honk and Holler Opening Soon)

-and lately, I have read a few books off Rachel’s recommended reading list, and enjoyed Blue Like Jazz and Traveling Mercies especially

-currently not seriously reading anything, just allowing time for brain decompression!

Flooding

What is up with all this extreme weather lately? Our church was cancelled last Sunday due to all the flooding, which left the pastor and his wife stranded in their house. We walked down to take a look at the creek below M’s grandparents’ house… These pictures are probably of interest to no one but myself. It’s difficult to capture the power of floodwater with a still picture.

This creek is normally 15-20 feet wide, maximum, and maybe 3-4 feet deep. You can’t really tell from the picture, but this is some scary, fast-moving water.

Below is the beach that M’s family used to use for cookouts every summer. The creek’s edge is normally behind this stand of trees.

This is the cornfield below the creek. The creek is normally maybe 10 feet below the elevation of the field. The flooding let enough water spill out that this alternate little tributary formed for all the extra. In the picture, it looks like a big puddle, but it was actively flowing across this field in a little stream.


This site is great. And by great, I mean a hilarious distraction from the studying that I’m supposed to be doing.

Full-time

So… I have finished my second week of being at work full-time, while my lovely mama watches J. Actually, this week was only three days, but last week was the full five days, business hours work week. My hospital orientation has included one tour, one free lunch, and two videos regarding how we can apply the “FISH” philosophy of having fun at work to a hospital environment (apparently this is accomplished by playing the clarinet at your patient’s bedside as he peacefully falls asleep). We have been made to do skits, to wrestle a former college football player to the floor (self-defense class), and to fill out tons and tons of quizzes on every policy and procedure imaginable. Sitting through the lectures on hospital policies these two weeks has been mind-numbing, but you know, I really don’t mind; I am getting paid to sit through this, unlike when I was in nursing school. Most of my first paycheck will be thrown straight at my husband’s credit card. The rest will go to groceries. Putting groceries on the credit card while we didn’t have my income is how we got into debt in the first place. We will use my income to dig ourselves out.

As of next week, I will finally be on the unit, and will be starting my 10 weeks of orientation on night shift. I am looking forward to night shift: I have worked it in the past, and always found it to be my favorite shift. Scratch that, early mornings has always been my favorite shift. However, with a toddler whom we struggle to get into bed by 10:30 pm, getting up at 4 am has lost the appeal that it had prior to being a mom. And in the nursing world, the experienced nurses with 20+ years of seniority tend to hang onto those day positions pretty tightly. Which is fine; they’ve put in their time, while I’m just starting out.

Working traditional business hours for a couple weeks has been eye-opening. I thought nursing school plus a part-time job kept me busy, but nothing like this. There is no way I could do this schedule long-term. I had to wake my baby girl up at 6 am, put her in the car and drive to my parents’ house, untangle her fingers from my shirt while she screamed, and walk out the door. My dad and I have carpooled, since he works less than a mile from City Hospital, where I work. He picked me up around five each evening, and we got back to my parents’ house around six. After dawdling at their house for an hour, I arrived home to my house around 7:30. Which leaves less than three hours of family time before bedtime, most of which is spent cooking, cleaning, and preparing for the next morning—very little time for relaxed interaction. This schedule exhausts me. I suppose it wouldn’t be quite so bad if I had a 20 minute commute rather than a 60 minute commute, but even with that extra 80 minutes, I think it would still exhaust me.

I hate the feeling that I have missed out on my daughter’s entire week. She is only two. She is changing so fast at this age.

And that is why I am looking forward to night shift. It may make me feel like my head is on sideways all the time, but at least I will be able to be the main caregiver for J again. She will need babysitting by my mom 24 hours a week, while I sleep on the days after my three night shifts, rather than the 55 hours a week (7 am to 6 pm) that this orientation schedule has required. My new schedule will give me four days at home with my daughter each week.

Getting to be my daughter’s main caregiver again: it’s a good thing.

Next step: passing my boards!

Me: You’re growing like a weed!

J: No.

Dada: Okay, you’re growing like a pretty flower.

J: No.

Dada: What are you growing like?

J: I grow… I’m growing to be a mommy!

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