Maia draws a yoga practice
November 12, 2011 3:08 pm - No Comments
At least it’s local
October 24, 2011 11:07 am - No Comments
I’m headed to Kopps Frozen custard for the flavor of the day, Mud Pie – Chocolate mocha custard, a ribbon of caramel and Oreo cookies. It’s my favorite flavor, and they only have it once a year. But there’s more too my story than that.
A few years ago, actually about 6 weeks after Maia was born, I had the very unfortunate circumstance of contracting C. Diff. I had just finished a course of antibiotics for mastitis, killing all the good bacteria in my gut and leading to the C. Diff proliferation. By the time I realized how bad off I was and went to the doc, all I could do was wait over the weekend for lab tests to come back. By then it had been almost a week of being unable to eat or drink. Even a sip of broth would cause my stomach to cramp severely. I had my friend an ER doc in MN on speed dial to ask when exactly I should go into the hospital for an IV. Meanwhile, I was still attempting to nurse my newborn. Stubborn and still conscious, I waited it out until the labs came back and a new round of drugs got me back to normal. Thankfully, throughout the week my mom came to stay and help with Maia while I was otherwise mostly incapacitated.
The point of this story, of course, is food. What could I do at the time, but lie on the couch watching the Food Network for hours and days on end!? I reached levels of hunger that I had never before experienced. Sensations made increasingly more interesting by the mind games of watching delicious food prepared and photographed to perfection, while I couldn’t stomach a soda cracker.
On the day I started to get better, Jason came home with Mud Pie from Kopps. I knew better than to eat it right away. In fact the torture of waiting a few more days while able to eat (albeit very simple foods) may have been the greatest. So now, when Mud Pie is up for its annual cameo at Kopps, I don’t miss out.
How I lost 45 lbs in a day and what it did for my running.
September 12, 2011 1:33 pm - No Comments
Ok, it’s not what you think.
The 45 pounds was easy – a little thing called kindergarten. Now I have just one running partner to keep me pushing.
Apple Pie Baked in a Paper Bag
September 10, 2011 2:40 pm - No Comments
10/15/11 Update: I repeated the paper bag apple pie with a top crust to create this!
Jason loves apple pie, so generally on his birthday I try to make one for him.
What could be better than the Elegant Farmer’s pie in a brown bag? So I thought I try it myself and found a recipe that sounded good.
Yum!!!
Seemingly Normal Conversation
September 9, 2011 5:20 pm - No Comments
T: “Mom, what’s that pretty thing?”
S: “That’s a dolly.”
Funny part is weren’t discussing the type of pretty dolly that might have come to mind first.
