Skip to main content

Assorted Thoughts {7 for 31}

This month I'm writing a new post each day about my own version of Jen Hatmaker's 7 experiment. For more posts and an introduction, head hereToday's 7 topic is food.

It's Wednesday, putting me at the halfway point of my focus on food. It's been a surprising and revealing journey so far.

1. Hot cereal. We have two boxes of hot cereal in our cabinet, both of which were given to us. They have been sitting there for... awhile (I don't know why - I like hot cereal, as long as it's not oatmeal). But I've been having it for lunch this week (don't have time to make it for breakfast) and it's led to a few sub thoughts:
a. Buckwheat has a nutty flavor that, while different, isn't bad with enough brown sugar on it.
b. I eat lunch while Brooklyn naps, and usually have a Coke with it. Having hot cereal with toast, sausage, and almond milk for lunch is breaking my soda-drinking rhythm by presenting me with a meal option that I don't want to drink something sweet and fizzy with.
c. The secret to amazing gf toast is this: use frozen Udi's whole grain bread. Pull out however many slices you want and rub with a stick of [vegan] butter. Toast. While it's still hot, give it another rub with the butter. I'm having to force myself to only eat one slice at a time.
d. After spending less than half of our weekly grocery budget on groceries for the this week, I was sitting on the balcony eating my cabinet-shopped lunch and wondering what on earth I would be eating if I had decided to buy something new, instead. I couldn't come up with anything else, and continued to enjoy my lunch.
e. Eating outside makes everything better, especially if it's already good.

2. Eggs and potatoes. These are both given to us - my parents have chickens and Adam's parents support a local farmer, so whenever we visit Fayetteville we're sent home with fresh eggs that taste better than the store bought ones. On our last trip, my grandparents generously shared their potato crop. Since these are things we have, I/we have been eating a lot of them:
Brooklyn has an egg almost every night, "fried" in the microwave so that the white and yellow can be eaten separately.
I make a quiche every week, and reheat a slice for breakfast - for or with (I've been using it as a side with some chicken Adam made) dinner, I have a baked potato. Sub thought: microwave-baking a potato, cutting it up and adding butter, salt, pepper, an egg, and cheese (and whatever else you want) then sticking it back in the microwave to melt the cheese and cook the egg is quick, tastes good, and is totally justifiable as a meal because it involves protein, dairy, and a vegetable.
Adam has been having egg-and-cheese, or hashbrowns and eggs for dinner, on the days he gets home early enough to want dinner.
After we finished off the taco casserole, we have a pork chop in the freezer and a carrot that the potatoes will go nicely with.

3. Eating out. I just thought of the answer to the question I was asking myself over the hot cereal - if I wasn't eating that, I would probably be eating out. Usually we eat out together as a family once over the weekend (that's a separate budget from the groceries, and it's our equivalent of the oft-cited "eat dinner together as a family" concept. since we don't often otherwise have a meal all three together), and then I succumb once a week or so to Chick-Fil-A, Dempsey Bakery, Taziki's, or US Pizza, plus Starbucks on Thursday nights for reliable internet and #fmfparty. It helps that I have Brooklyn with me and juggling her is a deterrent to eating out - but when I have something I'm trying to get done (like putting Sprout's room together) and want to use every moment of her nap, it helps if I can eat lunch in the car or in a restaurant while she's distracted by the people and goings on.

Don't forget to check out yesterday's post for a giveaway - also, I'm taking suggestions for egg and/or potato-based dishes!


Popular posts from this blog

31 Days of Unraveling Designs

It's that time of year again... the 31 Days writing challenge starts today! Bloggers from all over will be writing every day of the month of October on the topic of their choosing. This will be my fourth year participating - the first year I did 7 for 31, and spent a month going through Jen Hatmaker's book 7. The second year I did 31 Days of Sustainable Dwelling, and wrote about local and fair trade living. Last year I was busy but still wanted to participate, so I went the easy route with 31 Days of Everyday Beautiful.

This year I'm diving into my greatest passion: knitting! I'll spend this month looking at past designs and talking about the inspiration behind them, so there will be plenty of regular life mixed in with the stitching - and there may be discount codes for the patterns that I write about. You'll just have to read and see!

Pattern index:

Pageturner Mitts
Hogwarts House Tie
Urban Artemis
Graffiti for Humanity
Love Out Loud
Strange Jacket


In order to change your knitting, you must first change yourself. I've lost track of how many times I've said that, or how many people I've said it to. Frustrated new knitters wondering why their work is loose or tight or uneven or really anything less than perfect. But something I love about knitting is that it's a record of your inner dialogue. That swatch knit at the yarn store table with a cozy cup of coffee and a helpful (and more experienced) knitter nearby is going to be a lot more relaxed than the sweater begun a week later while sitting next to a hospital bed - just like the knitter.

Unfortunately, this also applies to my own knitting. For years, I was apparently unaffected by the shifts and turmoils in my own life, so I assumed that I was exempt from the rule - when the reality was, in fact, that I wasn't really experiencing any of those on anything deeper than a surface level because everything was deadened by depression. When I finally started to really…


A few years ago, I was introduced to the concept of replacing the traditional list of resolutions with a single word. It appealed to me - I am not a big list person, but I love language and words and meanings and etymology and metaphor and... ahem. Ennyhoo. I liked the idea.
I've never chosen the word. It's always presented itself to me - and last year was no different. Pacific was very insistent, even though I tried to argue with it. Pacific? What does that even mean? What am I supposed to do with that?
But I accepted it, and I'm glad I did. I learned about depth and calm, about storm and nurture, about faith and adventure - and about the unstoppable ocean of God's grace, that overwhelms to fill and cleanse and bring blessings unasked.
So I'm bidding pacific a very fond farewell, and welcoming spark and whatever lessons it would like to bring. I invited it in with a copper wire punctuated with tiny lights and wrapped around my mood board, and I've got an empt…