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Saturday, August 8, 2020

Seclusion Series: The One with All the Projects

Quarantine has been a time of projects. Photo proof...

The first week we re potted our plants. 




I remember helping my cousin paint this table before she took it college, ages ago. Before gifting it to me when I was in college, my aunt painted it and gave it a new topper. It's been well over 10 years since I gave it any updates and one day, after a bad banana had stained the top, I found myself ripping off the tablecloth before I even knew what I was doing. At that point I was committed. I got out the scissors and found whatever paint was in the basement and got to work. Luckily, I like red and already have a somewhat "red kitchen", so it worked out that the paint I found was red. Then I ordered a new tablecloth for the top and my Best Favorite helped me staple it on. This was an unintended quarantine project, but it's also probably my favorite.





To keep with the "red kitchen" theme I bought some cheap frames and painted them. For the photos I printed some pictures of the foods I had made during quarantine so far and a couple from vacation right before quarantine. My Best Favorite helped me hang them.



Several years ago, maybe 8, my cousin helped me build a shelf. I never got around to staining it and over the years it became two shelves. I finally stained it and found a spot for it.




The bathroom on the main level has been a slow work in progress. Right before quarantine I finally hung some (super awesome) prints from the Etsy shop TheArtof KevynSchmidt. I have always wanted something to frame the mirror and after digging in the basement one day I found some fishing net. I hung that around the mirror and figured, "that'll do". 



In college, a friend of mine made this shelf for the campus house that we were both affiliated with. A few years ago a different friend posted online that this shelf was up for grabs as the campus house was looking to get rid of it. I immediately wanted it. I'm always in need of more shelving and since I knew the history of the shelf and its creator I wanted it for my own. My Best Favorite and I made the hour drive to campus and loaded it on the top of his Jeep and brought it home. Since that day I have talked about painting over the "aeropagus" and finally did. I like the no-text look better.
 



Most of these "children's" books have stayed stored away since we moved into the duplex 3 years ago. My Best Favorite grabbed some new (to us) shelves and I am so happy to have these reads so easily accessible now. 



My Best Favorite has spent so much time and energy collecting wood, splitting wood, and stacking wood. Now we have a nice stockpile of wood for our weekly fires in the backyard. That's plenty of wood to continue trying to prefect our fire pizza log recipe. 


Here's to always finding something else to work on...

Monday, June 22, 2020

Seclusion Series: The One with Covid Cooking



At the start of quarantine I thought we would be eating a lot of canned and frozen foods, but I soon found myself trying new recipes. It wasn't just me either, my best favorite guy also started trying new recipes. Seems as though many of my people were cooking up new things (or requesting goods from my kitchen). The following is photographic proof of the covid cooking kitchen adventures in Aunt Jo's kitchen.

Gooey Butter Cookies
Dinner at the Zoo Blog


Oreos
Smitten Kitchen


Bacon Blueberry Scones
Taste of Home


Strawberry Ice Cream
A Latte Food Blog


Frozen Peanut Butter Pie
Mom Tapley


Kahlua Dream Bars
Taste of Home


Baked Camembert Pasta
Jamie Oliver




Dill Salmon
Pinterest


Macaroni and Cauliflower Cheese Bake
Jamie Oliver


Meatballs
Jamie Oliver


Sour Cream Chicken Tenders
Colorado Cache Cookbook


Persian Chickpea Salad
Pampered Chef


Shrimp Chili
Taste of Home


Shrimp and Avocado Tacos
Pinterest


Campfire Apples
Pinterest


Campfire Pizza Log
Pinterest


Cheesy Backyard Brats
Aldi

Cheers to cooking up new things! 


Wednesday, June 3, 2020

Seclusion Series: The One with Covid Reads

In no particular order here are some quotes and reviews of my quarantine reads so far.

The Children of Blood and Bone by Tomi Adeyemi
"I won't let your ignorance silence my pain."

"I teach you to be warriors in the garden so you will never be gardeners in the war."

Children of Blood and Bone was added to my list by way of a friend's recommendation. I didn't really know what I was getting myself into with this one. It is a book about magic and injustice and fighting to make things right by those involved doing what they think is best. It was an exciting journey told through the view point of different characters. Although I did not love some of the romance, as I thought it was incongruent with the rest of the story, I understand the importance it brought to the story. Some of the fighting was gruesome and not advisable for younger readers, but really added to feeling the pain of the characters. 

In the Afterward, the author explained how the book came into being. This book "was written during a time where I kept turning on the news and seeing stories of unarmed black men, women, and children being shot by the police. I felt afraid and angry and helpless, but this book was the one thing that made me feel like I could do something about it... But if this story affected you in any way, all I ask is that you don't let it stop within the pages of this text... If your heart broke for Zelie's grief over the death of her mother, then let it break for all the survivors of police brutality who've had to witness their loved ones taken firsthand...This is just one of the many problems plaguing our world and there are so many days when these problems still feel bigger than us, but let this book be proof to you that we can always do SOMETHING to fight back." 

This was an insanely timely read and left me deep in thought about the book, our world, and the silence that can breed ignorance. Listen, learn, lament.


The 7 1/2 Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle by Stuart Turton 
"How lost do you have to be to let the Devil lead you home?"

This book was dropped off at my doorstep the first day of quarantine by a good friend who had, quite some time ago, recommended it. Excited to finally have this book in my hands I dived in. All in all, this was a unique story and format, although somewhat difficult for me to follow from the changing point of view in which the story was told. 


Maybe You Should Talk to Someone by Lori Gottlieb
"We think we make bucket lists to ward off regret, but really they help us ward off death. After all, the longer our bucket lists are, the more time we imagine we have left to accomplish everything on them."

Just a couple of weeks before quarantine I hosted a book club for some women in my family. Group decision that day named this book the next to read and discuss. This book showcased a few clients in therapy, their therapist, and their therapist's therapist. As a person in therapy myself, I enjoyed this read and the insight it provided. I even talked to my therapist about it! The (virtual) book club discussion with my family (we missed you H!) provided further insight and sharing which was nice during such weird and hard quarantine times.


The Nightingale by Kristin Hannah
"In love we find out who we want to be; in war we find out who we are."

The Nightingale was another book mentioned at family book club, but we never decided to formally discuss it. The story, set in World War II France, gripped me from the beginning and for the first time in years I stayed up late several nights in row to get it read quickly. It has been ages since I shed such tears while engaging a story, not to mention the emotional hangover after finishing it. I loved this story, the writing, and the character development.


The Pharmacist of Auschwitz by Patricia Posner
"Fritzi wanted desperately to believe that the man with whom she had fallen in love while both were medical students in Vienna was incapable of doing the crimes with which he had been charged."

This year on World Holocaust Remembrance Day, my parents went to hear a Survivor's story. They came home sharing this suggested read. I later received the book in the mail as a belated birthday present from my best friend and decided to make it my Passover read. I missed out on intentionally participating in traditional Passover celebrations, so I made do with reading. The information in this book is altogether informative and unimaginable to accept as truth. The writing was fine and the information was repeated throughout the chapters, but at the heart of things the information was incredibly real and raw.


Untamed by Glennon Doyle
"We control what we don't trust. We can either control our selves or love our selves, but we can't do both. Love is the opposite of control. Love demands trust."

"Feeling all your feelings is hard, but that's what they're for. Feelings are for feeling. All of them. Even the hard ones. The secret is that you're doing it right, and that doing it right hurts sometimes."

Glennon's wisdom was first introduced to me by a cousin when I was going through a hard time. Since then I have found a lot of truth and comfort in Glennon's words, so when I heard she was publishing a new book I immediately asked my cousin if she would read it with me when it came out and she agreed. It was released right around the start of quarantine, so I had a lot of time to dig deep into it. Truth be told though I sped through it, however, I continue to do a lot of reflecting on what I read and apply certain ideas to my life when it makes sense. 


Wolfpack by Abby Wambach
"Power and success and joy are not pies. A bigger slice for one women doesn't mean a small slice for another. We believe that love, justice, success, and power are infinite and meant to be accessible to all."

This author is an American retired soccer player, coach, Olympic gold medalist, FIFA Women's World Cup champion, and a member of the National Soccer Hall of Fame. Oh, she's also Glennon's wife, from the book above. Early in the year I  read Abby's memoir and quickly thereafter added this one to my list as well. For Mother's Day I was gifted a U.S. Women's National soccer jersey along with Wolfpack. This was an extremely quick read that mirrored a commencement speech that Abby gave. Although the content was empowering I would have loved more of it.


Stay tuned as there are still more books to be read. Happy reading and sharing.

Wednesday, May 13, 2020

Seclusion Series: The One with Queenie’s Adoptiversary

While still on my social media hiatus we celebrated Queenie’s one year adoption day. We opted for a walk to the park in order to celebrate while still practicing “social distancing”. Our Queen has had quite the year with us and has learned a lot from all of us. She continues to show off how comfortable she is by yawning in all the photos. Enjoy all the proof...








She does other things besides yawning all the time too. She loves to play and snuggle.





Most of all, I’m happy that these two have become such good buddies.


It was no foolish thing to adopt her on April first. Here’s to man’s best friend and contented yawns. 

Tuesday, May 5, 2020

Seclusion Series: The One with My Birthday

It became clear early into quarantine that I would be spending my birthday at home. Due to my social media hiatus and the “safe at home” orders I was pleasantly surprised by how engaging the day turned out to be. I had a gloriously slow day reflecting and virtually connecting. 

I was gifted presents in bed.

I had a picnic in the backyard.



I watched old home videos over FaceTime with my parents. 

I had a Zoom party that friends and family from both Missouri and Colorado joined. 

I ended the day with a fire in the backyard.

Cheers to quarantine birthdays!

Wednesday, January 1, 2020

The One With Smoke Gets In Your Eyes

"But ignorance is not bliss, only a deeper kind of terror.” - Caitlin Doughty, Smoke Gets in Your Eyes: And Other Lessons from the Crematory

2019 was a lot of things and while I may not have gotten smoke in my eyes from working in a crematory I certainly learned a lot of lessons. 2019 was gritty and timid. 2019 was murky and pure. 2019 was Yin and Yang.

2019 was a death-heavy year. Right from the start, after the unexpected passing of a client, I was being taught to live in the moment and in such a way as to have no regrets. For the first time in my life, a death had left me feeling resentment. Resentment at my own selfish feelings and then resentment at not having the kind of closure expected in order to move on. I said goodbye in my own way and made peace with the situation, eventually. Now, when I find myself frustrated in certain work situations I remind myself to love and extend grace because the future is never certain. Easier said than done though, for sure.

2019 continued with the death lessons when, in one week, my pack of people grieved three of our own. The last of the three was my uncle who, on Mother’s Day, joined his mama in Heaven while surrounded by his family in much the same way as those before him went. These deaths taught me that we die much the same way as we live. How am I going to die? Well, let me first look at how I am living.

2019 brought the hardest death lesson to date. Saying goodbye to my Dharma Bear was a descent into the unknown. Forcing myself from every thought that I would one day part ways with her was such an injustice, to both of us. It was an injustice to her because even in the final moments I refused to accept that she was dying. Although I pray she felt nothing but love as I saturated her fur with tears as we shared a final cuddle, I should have been more prepared. Even if only prepared to accept it. It was an injustice to me because had I been able to accept it I would have been less terrified at the thought of moving on without her by my side. This goodbye taught me that there is justice and comfort in being prepared to accept the unknown when it comes.

Towards the end of 2019 I read Smoke Gets in Your Eyes: And Other Lessons from the Crematory. In the book the author, now a licensed mortician with an alternative funeral practice, argues that our fear of dying warps our culture and society. She also offers better ways of dealing with death and our dead. Although my thoughts on death did not necessarily change, they became deeper and more meaningful from reading and discussing this book with my best friend. My prayer is that these deepened beliefs will continue to aid in the preparation and acceptance of death when it comes for those I love and then finally for me. 

Thanksgiving 2019 was as fiery as it was memorable. Suffice to say; remember not to leave a stick of butter to soften on a gas stovetop.

Last week there was a house fire across the street from my office. I couldn’t help but think of the family’s suffering as they stood outside on the lawn while we all watched the fire fighters spew water on the flames as smoke filled the sky. Now, when I drive by and see the blackened pillars and debris I am conscious of the fact that my eyes, much like that house, suffered a lot of smoke this year. Through the suffering, and with the support of a dedicated few who helped reinforce the pillars of my life, I was able to salvage the burnt debris of my being. I came out of the fire more confident, more accepting and more thankful than ever.

With the sound of glasses still clinking with cheers to 2020 in our ears may we look forward to finding humility and bliss in the coming year. And here's to not leaving a stick of butter on a gas stovetop lest you will get smoke in your eyes.