<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885433643799557</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:02:30.576-08:00</updated><category term='knitting cable fix'/><category term='Hat Attack Ravelry'/><category term='yarn'/><category term='organize'/><category term='knitting'/><category term='fall'/><category term='cooking deceptively delicious'/><category term='rhinebeck'/><title type='text'>Sewing Happiness</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SewingHappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10132320092201783246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtK3PsaFwfk/TpDOZZe6kMI/AAAAAAAAACA/WexOCt3Wtks/s220/FebruaryLadyCrop.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885433643799557.post-5781656012543534040</id><published>2011-10-08T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T16:21:31.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yarn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhinebeck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>RHINEBECK!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/37939_1644383187390_1171193918_1765352_3318653_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's that time of the year again. &lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3194/2962898084_b06df95ff9.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3194/2962898084_b06df95ff9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The time when hordes of wool loving people descend on Rhinebeck, NY for the annual &lt;a href="http://www.sheepandwool.com/"&gt;New York State Sheep &amp;amp; Wool Festival&lt;/a&gt;. This is my 4th year going, and I can't be more excited!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/34416_1644395587700_1171193918_1765412_7269737_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 540px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/34416_1644395587700_1171193918_1765412_7269737_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, I love to prowl all the many barns to see what each vendor has on offer. It's not all about the wool for me, though. Last year, I bought a lovely, simple drop spindle (much simpler than these lovelies from Golding) and some roving, thinking I might learn to spin. After a lesson I got the hang of it, but I'm not sure I'll ever be a spinner. I'm a production crafter, meaning that I need to see the end product quickly. I know some people are all about the process. I do love the process, but if it takes too long my enthusiasm for the project peters out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/69395_1644387427496_1171193918_1765366_6180049_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 540px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/69395_1644387427496_1171193918_1765366_6180049_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I'm playing a little game called &lt;a href="http://stitchymcyarnpants.com/knit06/2011/10/rhinebeck-bingo-2011/"&gt;Rhinebeck Bingo&lt;/a&gt;. Some yarny folks over at the knitting site &lt;a href="http://ravelry.com/"&gt;Ravelry &lt;/a&gt;sign up to be on a bingo card, then the people playing the game try to find each other. There are prizes, and it's just a great way to connect with folks, especially if you're shy, like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it all, the sights, the smells, the FOOD! But most of all, I love spending the weekend with girlfriends and a whole lot of like minded people. The animals are cute too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/37939_1644383187390_1171193918_1765352_3318653_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/37939_1644383187390_1171193918_1765352_3318653_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/37939_1644383187390_1171193918_1765352_3318653_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/37939_1644383187390_1171193918_1765352_3318653_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 540px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/37939_1644383187390_1171193918_1765352_3318653_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/37939_1644383187390_1171193918_1765352_3318653_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885433643799557-5781656012543534040?l=sewinghappiness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/feeds/5781656012543534040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885433643799557&amp;postID=5781656012543534040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/5781656012543534040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/5781656012543534040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/2011/10/rhinebeck.html' title='RHINEBECK!!!!'/><author><name>SewingHappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10132320092201783246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtK3PsaFwfk/TpDOZZe6kMI/AAAAAAAAACA/WexOCt3Wtks/s220/FebruaryLadyCrop.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3194/2962898084_b06df95ff9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885433643799557.post-2726646253892803170</id><published>2011-01-28T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T17:01:27.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Demolition in cramped quarters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/5396198525_c5637202f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4098/5395262483_f407085842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 374px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4098/5395262483_f407085842.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Demolition isn't turning out at all like those DIY shows (to which I am addicted, by the way). You know the ones... a team comes in and they rip out the bathroom in a few hours. We could probably do that if we had a big house and could block off the area with the bathroom. But we live in an apartment, on the second story, so our demolition is taking a more calculated form.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was my day off from work, but not Rob's. I needed to figure out a way to get the most done while no kids were at home, so I grabbed my respirator and got to work pulling down plaster. I came up with this system for moving the demolition debris out. This bin, when filled with crumbled plaster, tile, etc. is just about the most I can dead lift from the ground. So I fill it up, drag it down the long hall (over some towels to help control dust), and bring it out to the front porch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4075/5395271051_2fc01ed466.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 500px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not like I can just throw it off though. Our tiny front yard is completely full of snow right now, and even if it weren't that would be a huge mess. So instead I am using the giant box our new sofa came in. I knew there was a reason we hadn't dragged it to the street yet! Voila! Makeshift dumpster. I drag the debris out and throw it in this box. When we are done we'll get a bagster and put that in the yard, fill it up, and have it hauled away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In all this destruction, we are saving some of the old blue tile. We still have two bathrooms with it after all, and they are also showing their age. The specialty pieces like bullnose and baseboard are hard to come by, and the field tiles are a non-standard size now. Actually, the dimensions are all different now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We carefully removed all the accessory pieces (TP holder, soap dish, toothbrush/cup holder, and towel rack ends) and they are in perfect condition. Think there's a market for vintage baby blue ceramic tile on eBay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4083/5396197989_bfc8889e8d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4083/5396197989_bfc8889e8d.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Overall, today was productive. All the plaster and lath is off the wall up to shoulder height, except for over the tub. That section is being stubborn so I need Rob to help me. Then we get on ladders and work our way up to the 9 ft. high ceiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/5396198525_c5637202f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/5396198525_c5637202f3.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't wait to see what's going on up in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885433643799557-2726646253892803170?l=sewinghappiness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/feeds/2726646253892803170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885433643799557&amp;postID=2726646253892803170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/2726646253892803170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/2726646253892803170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/2011/01/demolition-in-cramped-quarters.html' title='Demolition in cramped quarters'/><author><name>SewingHappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10132320092201783246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtK3PsaFwfk/TpDOZZe6kMI/AAAAAAAAACA/WexOCt3Wtks/s220/FebruaryLadyCrop.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4098/5395262483_f407085842_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885433643799557.post-1660530899569937340</id><published>2011-01-27T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T16:33:15.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop everything! Let's renovate the bathroom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;It all started so innocently, as I suspect many renovations do, but soon we found ourselves in the land of "might as well". Now we're doing a gut renovation in the bathroom of our New England triple decker, built in 1922. Want to join me for the ride? I'm sure there will be fun (nightmarish) surprises along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 250px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5260/5392562519_c4cbea9d1b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, a look at what our bathroom used to look like. Now, this is actually the twin of our bathroom, located on the first floor of our house. We had the sink out and the floor up in ours before I thought to take out the camera. Luckily there are (were) three nearly identical bathrooms in the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bathrooms were remodeled in August of 1954. How do we know? That was the date on the newspaper we found in the wall. Notice the baby blue tile in the tub surround? It continues around the wall on all sides. There are built in towel racks, soap dish, toothpaste, and tp holders. They are cool and vintage, but they do limit the placement of things like sinks and vanites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" img="" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5218/5393150344_186defd2af_m.jpg" width="179" height="240" alt="50s mosaic tile" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the tile pattern that was on the floor. I don't have anything against mosaic, but that grout never seemed clean, and the pattern on the floor is very busy. We're told that a larger tile pattern makes a room feel bigger, and this room needs all the help it can get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have tile picked out that we think we'll use. It's a combination of 12x12" field tiles with smaller accent tiles and blue mosaic glass tiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" img="" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5220/5385597867_7e0cbf9cd2.jpg" width="179" height="240" alt="Uh oh, it's not just a few loose tiles" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we'd been struggling with a slow drain in our tub off and on for years. We (and by "we" I mean Rob) have snaked it a couple of times a year, but this last time that did no good. We decided that since our old particle board vanity was disintegrating anyway, we'd take that off the wall and try to snake through the sink drain. That worked, and since we had the vanity out I thought we should repair the loose tiles on the floor. Well, removal of those tiles revealed dreaded rot in the sub-floor, and it turns out most of the tile wasn't even stuck down anymore. They came up like cookies on a cookie sheet! When you can basically rake the floor and the tile comes up, somethin' ain't right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" img="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4111/5393750377_ab22000bb3_m.jpg" width="179" height="240" alt="hole in the floor" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before we knew it, the tile was up, exposing the rotting subfloor. It had been screwed down to en existing hard wood (!) floor. Unfortunately, those had rot too from years of neglect and water damage.  When we pulled them up, we discovered a giant hole in the floor! When the plumbing for the tub and 50s sink was put in, a whole bunch of floor joists were notched and floor boards were removed to accommodate the weird plumbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At that point, we were thinking we'd just replace the floor, sink and vanity. And the toilet. And while we're at it, the tub is in really bad shape. Here we go, let the might as well's begin! We pulled off some loose tiles from the wall and lo and behold we found mold. Great. You don't want to see the mold though, right? Because I took a picture of it. It's gross, trust me. So while the vintage tile is cool, mold is not. Nor is horsehair plaster that's no longer connected to the lath and is bowing in some places and buckling in others. After some reading up on bathroom remodels and a visit to Ikea to price bathroom stuff we realized that we have to go for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" img="" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5258/5392530121_a3204ffe0a_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="DSC07801" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we made the final decision to gut the bathroom, demolition began. Yes, demolition is fun. It's easier when you don't need to be careful. It's hot and messy when you are taking down old plaster. But it's also cool because we are learning interesting things about the house and uncovering some neat details. More on that to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885433643799557-1660530899569937340?l=sewinghappiness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/feeds/1660530899569937340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885433643799557&amp;postID=1660530899569937340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/1660530899569937340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/1660530899569937340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/2011/01/stop-everything-lets-renovate-bathroom.html' title='Stop everything! 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It isn't that there hasn't been much going on. on the contrary, we've been quite busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May I injured my shoulder, and it's definitely made life a bit more difficult. I fell off my bike and fractured the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greater_tuberosity"&gt;greater tuberosity&lt;/a&gt; of my right humerus. It's the part of the arm where the ligaments and muscle attach, making it painful to lift and lower my arm. I'm just now, in late July, to the point where I can do most things again. Even something as simple as putting the dishes away was difficult and painful. I'm lucky though, it could have been worse. I could have babies, I could have a physically demanding job. My physical therapist helped a lot, and I've reached that plateau where it's just going to take time to heal and gain my full range of motion back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've taken our annual family vacation in Maine where we camped for a week. The kids love this trip, as do I. There's such a sense of freedom there, the kids can roam, and you get to spend a week outdoors. We were fortunate to have really nice weather, despite the otherwise wet summer we seem to be having here in New England. The only downside to the trip this year was that we didn't get to spend time with my friend &lt;a href="http://www.sewzannesfabrics.com/"&gt;Suzanne&lt;/a&gt; and her family, as we have for the past few summers. Next year Suz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing we're trying this year is a CSA. If you're not familiar with the term, it stands for Community Supported Agriculture. You purchase a share of a farm at the beginning of the year, and you receive a share of produce each week once harvesting begins. It's given us an opportunity to try some vegetables we've never heard of before (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kohlrabi"&gt;kohlrabi&lt;/a&gt; anyone?). This week, however, I am excited to see some favorites coming in to season. Corn on the cob! Tomatoes! I'm very excited to work these in to dinners this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3050/2702329294_da41d19ab7.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3050/2702329294_da41d19ab7.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyone have a suggestion for the eggplant?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885433643799557-678620121941308212?l=sewinghappiness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/feeds/678620121941308212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885433643799557&amp;postID=678620121941308212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/678620121941308212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/678620121941308212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow.html' title='Long time no post!'/><author><name>SewingHappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10132320092201783246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtK3PsaFwfk/TpDOZZe6kMI/AAAAAAAAACA/WexOCt3Wtks/s220/FebruaryLadyCrop.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885433643799557.post-8429518057976787576</id><published>2008-03-04T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T12:27:34.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Lazy Mom</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to become a reformed lazy Mom, but I'm taking baby steps. There are a few lazy elements I'll probably never really be able to move past. One of them is my dislike of and lack of ability in cleaning my house. There are just so many other things I'd rather do. Maybe they are just avoidance tools? It gets the best of me, and my house is often just on the other side of the line from acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2374/2311004668_a8170812f8.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2374/2311004668_a8170812f8.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've found a few little helpers along the way, and they have definitely improved the, uh, cleanliness level around here. One of them is my friend Mr. Scooba. I got him about 6 months or so ago. He drives around and mops my floor. He doesn't do a perfect job, but it's certainly better than not mopping at all. I used to gripe and moan about the condition of my kitchen floor and how it needed to be replaced. Turns out I just wasn't cleaning it often enough. Gross, I know, but there it is. If I run him a couple times a week, my floor is just fine, if a little dated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also trying to get better about making a complete dinner nightly. The last menu challenge helped with that, but we had a few snags there. I need to make a plan and grocery shop for the week, after taking a little inventory since I have some things lurking in the freezer I suspect. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2238/2310199141_ded1a3a443.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2238/2310199141_ded1a3a443.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night I made Black Bean soup, which is almost a cheater meal. To make it I sautee some carrots, onions and garlic (I food process them for no chunk boy), then add diced tomatoes, black beans, some water and a handful of brown rice. I served it with corn bread (mix from TJs) and fresh steamed green beans. Two out of three kids gave it a thumbs up, so this is a regular dinner around here. Owen has been asking for chili, so I guess that will be on our menu this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really surprised to find a selection of organic goods at a super Walmart the last time I was there. I know, I know, Walmart. I'm sure they aren't free-range, local organics ;) but they are affordable, so I'll stock up next time I'm out that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885433643799557-8429518057976787576?l=sewinghappiness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/feeds/8429518057976787576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885433643799557&amp;postID=8429518057976787576' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/8429518057976787576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/8429518057976787576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/2008/03/confessions-of-lazy-mom.html' title='Confessions of a Lazy Mom'/><author><name>SewingHappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10132320092201783246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtK3PsaFwfk/TpDOZZe6kMI/AAAAAAAAACA/WexOCt3Wtks/s220/FebruaryLadyCrop.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885433643799557.post-5954412778375566846</id><published>2008-02-23T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T13:50:49.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stir Cry</title><content type='html'>Well, I've already fallen behind on the menu challenge. I decided to take my kids on an overnight with skiing when my sister sprung the opportunity on me suddenly. I did manage to make dinner on Wednesday. We had the dinner known fondly as Stir Cry. It's a favorite of mine and my husband, but I bet you can guess how it got the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2172/2286150873_593234938a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2172/2286150873_593234938a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I start with a mix of fresh veggies. In this case it was cauliflower, broccoli, carrots and snow peas. Once it got cooking I added red pepper because it was looking boring. First, I heat up my stir fry pan and add some oil. I cut up some boneless chicken breasts and sautee until cooked through. Then I add about 1/8 cup of water and the veggies. I cover that and let them steam for about 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3026/2286150967_0be38b69a1.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3026/2286150967_0be38b69a1.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While that's going I mix up my stir fry sauce. I use:&lt;br /&gt;* 1 cup broth (chicken or veggie, what ever I have on hand - boullion works in a pinch)&lt;br /&gt;* 3 Tbsp white vinegar&lt;br /&gt;* 3 Tbsp corn starch&lt;br /&gt;* 2 Tbsp soy sauce&lt;br /&gt;* 2 Tbps sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2349/2286151083_9c03296f20.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2349/2286151083_9c03296f20.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blend those together and add to the pan. Stir that around until the sauce thickens up, with the heat on med-high. My kids think it's cool to watch the liquid change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2294/2286938888_52c9e57657.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2294/2286938888_52c9e57657.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Serve with some rice of your choosing. We like Jasmine rice.  Enjoy. Cover your ears to block the  crying if you must. Actually, for the first time ever, this dinner did not cause any crying. Not even one little wimper! The key here for me was that my oldest ate early and was not present at this meal. Dastardly, I know, but without his negative vibe at the table, the littles actually tried the dinner and declared it not at all bad. In fact, Owen declared it yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and lest you think my jaunt to the slopes was all fun and games... Here's a cute photo of Leah with her ski-school skis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2325/2286147941_64fab5bcb3.jpg?v=1203803158"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2325/2286147941_64fab5bcb3.jpg?v=1203803158" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how I spend my time from lunch on when she decided she "just don't like skiing". Sigh. I wish I'd brought my knitting!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2088/2286144699_00cc4ee128.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2088/2286144699_00cc4ee128.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and after that I got to drive home in a snowstorm. It took more than 5 hours to get to my sister's house. It should have taken two. So we spent the night there since my nerves were shot. I've never been so happy to see bare pavement in my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885433643799557-5954412778375566846?l=sewinghappiness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/feeds/5954412778375566846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885433643799557&amp;postID=5954412778375566846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/5954412778375566846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/5954412778375566846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/2008/02/stir-cry.html' title='Stir Cry'/><author><name>SewingHappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10132320092201783246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtK3PsaFwfk/TpDOZZe6kMI/AAAAAAAAACA/WexOCt3Wtks/s220/FebruaryLadyCrop.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885433643799557.post-6313785173192850793</id><published>2008-02-18T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T18:57:09.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menu Challenge #1</title><content type='html'>Tonight's menu challenge dinner was potatoes, onions and chickpeas (this dinner needs a title!). It's a recipe that I got from Mars, and DH and I really like it. Two of my kids will eat it and one won't. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2138/2276312202_7fff13b7e9.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2138/2276312202_7fff13b7e9.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, I started with 1 1/2 onions, chopped, and three yukon gold potatoes. I sauteed the onions in olive oil until they were very soft. Then I added the potatoes. I cook them together for quite a bit, and I like the crispy bits too so maybe a bit hotter than I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2349/2276289708_88c6d457f7.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2349/2276289708_88c6d457f7.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, I add turmeric and curry powder and stir them up until coated. Then I add 1 can of chick peas and heat them through. As you can see, I'm still learning my new not non-stick pan here. I know the heat-it-up-before-adding-oil-then-food trick, but I still get quite a bit of sticking. I'll get there eventually though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2380/2276289704_0d52e8f187.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2380/2276289704_0d52e8f187.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks pretty on my white plate, don't you think? Yes, it's a spare meal but we don't eat much. I couldn't think of anything to serve with it other than steamed broccoli, which is one of the few veggies all three kids will eat. I would love to hear some suggestions for vegetable side dishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what I'll feel like making tomorrow night?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885433643799557-6313785173192850793?l=sewinghappiness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/feeds/6313785173192850793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885433643799557&amp;postID=6313785173192850793' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/6313785173192850793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/6313785173192850793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/2008/02/menu-challenge-1.html' title='Menu Challenge #1'/><author><name>SewingHappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10132320092201783246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtK3PsaFwfk/TpDOZZe6kMI/AAAAAAAAACA/WexOCt3Wtks/s220/FebruaryLadyCrop.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885433643799557.post-1844036459822269192</id><published>2008-02-18T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T08:37:07.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menu Challenge</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine challenged me to come up with, stick to, and blog about a menu plan. A group of us are meeting the challenge and supporting each other along the way. My goals for this challenge are simple. Have a plan so I don't face that 4pm "oh crud, I have no dinner plan" moment. I am famous for that revelation. My second goal is to remind myself that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do &lt;/span&gt;know how to cook, and that there &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; meals that my kids will eat, even if I find them boring. I just need to find ways to make them more interesting for the grown-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I let my kids know that I am planning our meals for the next week, and gave them each a chance to put something they want on the menu. Hopefully this will help quell the inevitable complaints, knowing that something they want is coming up. Following are the ideas I have so far. I'm not sure if I will put them into a calendar or see what I feel like making each day. I have a feeling I'm going to have to be very structured, but of course I am resisting it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinners:&lt;br /&gt;* Tacos (O's choice)&lt;br /&gt;* Black Bean Soup (L's choice)&lt;br /&gt;* Hamburgers and fries (C's choice)&lt;br /&gt;* Curried potatoes and chickpeas&lt;br /&gt;* Pork tenderloin with herbed potatoes and southwestern corn&lt;br /&gt;* Stir fry (fondly known as stir cry here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch:&lt;br /&gt;* Tuna melts (R's choice)&lt;br /&gt;* Mini pizzas&lt;br /&gt;* Tofu nuggets (trying a recipe)&lt;br /&gt;* Quesadillas&lt;br /&gt;* Sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;* Leftovers (how thrilling!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast is generally a free-for-all of oatmeal, cream of wheat, cereal, or eggs. Since we are on vacation this week, I'm going to do a few mornings of a real, sit down breakfast including:&lt;br /&gt;* Pancakes (with sweetpotato, shhhhh)&lt;br /&gt;* Scrambled egg burritos&lt;br /&gt;* French toast&lt;br /&gt;* Crockpot oatmeal&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2302/2274057561_e4240bc67d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2302/2274057561_e4240bc67d_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me, you know that this is an ambitious plan. I'm a wing-it person by nature, but it's not doing my family a whole lot of good. When I go shopping later, I'm going to try and squeeze in as many organics and healthy options as I can in my basic menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I can't post without a picture, here's what my kids are up to as I type.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885433643799557-1844036459822269192?l=sewinghappiness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/feeds/1844036459822269192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885433643799557&amp;postID=1844036459822269192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/1844036459822269192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/1844036459822269192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/2008/02/menu-challenge.html' title='Menu Challenge'/><author><name>SewingHappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10132320092201783246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtK3PsaFwfk/TpDOZZe6kMI/AAAAAAAAACA/WexOCt3Wtks/s220/FebruaryLadyCrop.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2302/2274057561_e4240bc67d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885433643799557.post-7676728857651415931</id><published>2008-02-15T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T16:34:05.179-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking deceptively delicious'/><title type='text'>Dinner Wars</title><content type='html'>I have three children with very different eating habits and tastes. One thing is pretty universal with them though, dinner is a battle. So much so that I often am very unhappy at the table, wishing I could run away. That's no way to approach dinner, with dread. I've tried various things... the one bite rule, the no complaining or you leave the table rule, the leave it on your plate rule... no true improvements to be had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I heard about the books Sneaky Chef and Deceptively Delicious. The concept sounded great to me. Hide some veggies in your main meal and then you don't have to deal with the battle. Well, that's all fine and dandy but I wasn't convinced. Deceptively Delicious was the first to come off the hold list at the library, so that's what I tried first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step with these recipes is to make some vegetable purees. I first tried sweet potato since I had it on hand. I froze it in freezer bags, squeezing out the air and using my finger to score the bag into 1/2 and 1/4 cup sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2145/2258137469_7e0e331186.jpg?v=1203093472" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the recipes we have tried so far have been successful. One son particularly liked the pancakes (no this isn't dinner, but still) though thought they had too much cinnamon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2234/2258137459_1bda504b76.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recipe for mini "donuts" with sweet potato and pumpkin was also popular. But, my kids already like pumpkin bread so this wasn't a stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2117/2258137445_fd5e379096.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one, including me, liked the hamburgers we tried. These had carrots hidden in them, among other things. They were more like meatballs than burgers, which was totally not what they were expecting. I think that's the key, that the recipe has to be fairly close to what they expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2406/2267354938_feb82306e9.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to try the recipes with other hidden veggies, like cauliflower and spinach. So the verdict is still out on this book for me, but I'm going to keep trying. I think the sly meal that has been the most successful is my own evolving chili, which has pureed sauteed carrots and onions. I also use ground turkey, adding flax meal, and puree the tomatoes for my chunk averse child. 2 out of 3 kids love it, so it's a keeper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2042/2267354934_8cf5bf1999.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love reading blogs about food, so feel free to send links my way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885433643799557-7676728857651415931?l=sewinghappiness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/feeds/7676728857651415931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885433643799557&amp;postID=7676728857651415931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/7676728857651415931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/7676728857651415931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/2008/02/dinner-wars.html' title='Dinner Wars'/><author><name>SewingHappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10132320092201783246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtK3PsaFwfk/TpDOZZe6kMI/AAAAAAAAACA/WexOCt3Wtks/s220/FebruaryLadyCrop.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885433643799557.post-3551816259130013857</id><published>2008-02-12T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T17:48:31.800-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting cable fix'/><title type='text'>Repair accomplished!</title><content type='html'>A couple of days ago I sat down to fix the cable problem on my Mr. Greenjeans sweater. I had inadvertently forgotten to cross one of the cables for  several rows. Oops!  Following a tutorial on &lt;a href="http://www.yarnharlot.ca/blog/archives/2006/06/20/all_is_not_lost.html"&gt;Yarn Harlot&lt;/a&gt;, I opted to drop stitches for this fix, rather than frogging back several tedious rows. Gulp. Want to see the magic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you see I've dropped several rows down. I had trouble counting rows, so I had to drop all the way down to where I knew there was a correct cable. I've put those stitches on 2 DPNs, crossed them the correct way, and then slipped them to one needle. Then, I use the strand of yarn from the next row up to knit the stitches. No purling, just slide the DPN over and work the next row again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2412/2250302257_daa6f3b252.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2412/2250302257_daa6f3b252.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Slow going, but making progress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2287/2250302259_334cc16296_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2287/2250302259_334cc16296_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, all cables crossed correctly and back on the main needles. Whew! It was a bit nerve racking, but I have to say, knowing that I can go in and fix my mistakes like this certainly makes me a more confident knitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2164/2250302273_02c4563e5f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2164/2250302273_02c4563e5f.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now that I'm working the sleeves, hopefully I'll make quick progress. I really want to have this finished in time to go out to Seattle to visit my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying some recipes from the book &lt;a href="http://www.yarnharlot.ca/blog/archives/2006/06/20/all_is_not_lost.html"&gt;Deceptively Delicious&lt;/a&gt;. Some are hits, some are misses. I'd like to record which ones we liked and why, so I hope to do that shortly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885433643799557-3551816259130013857?l=sewinghappiness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/feeds/3551816259130013857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885433643799557&amp;postID=3551816259130013857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/3551816259130013857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/3551816259130013857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/2008/02/repair-accomplished.html' title='Repair accomplished!'/><author><name>SewingHappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10132320092201783246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtK3PsaFwfk/TpDOZZe6kMI/AAAAAAAAACA/WexOCt3Wtks/s220/FebruaryLadyCrop.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2287/2250302259_334cc16296_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885433643799557.post-2641658576820295497</id><published>2008-02-09T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T09:47:54.415-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hat Attack Ravelry'/><title type='text'>Death by Hat</title><content type='html'>I joined the &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/groups/hat-attack"&gt;Hat Attack! &lt;/a&gt;on &lt;a href="http://ravelry.com/"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt;. It's a fun game with assassins and targets, modeled after Sock Wars. Your objective is to knit a hat faster than your assassin, and kill off your target.  The pattern is a binary cable hat that was released Saturday morning. I had mine done by dinner, despite an error that caused me to start over. However I missed the last mail run so my weapon will not be in the mail until Monday.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2177/2252985671_f845d46bca.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2177/2252985671_f845d46bca.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, my assassin has also finished her weapon so my death is imminent. Ah well, it was fun while it lasted and hey, I'll get a neat hat for my efforts! Hopefully there will be another game soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885433643799557-2641658576820295497?l=sewinghappiness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/feeds/2641658576820295497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885433643799557&amp;postID=2641658576820295497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/2641658576820295497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/2641658576820295497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/2008/02/death-by-hat.html' title='Death by Hat'/><author><name>SewingHappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10132320092201783246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtK3PsaFwfk/TpDOZZe6kMI/AAAAAAAAACA/WexOCt3Wtks/s220/FebruaryLadyCrop.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885433643799557.post-5302470140948117334</id><published>2008-02-07T13:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T14:23:03.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rip-ity Do Da</title><content type='html'>One of the things I like to do in my spare (ha, ha) time is knit. I'm in a big sewing slump, and knitting affords me a creative outlet that's portable, relatively small and contained, and I can do it where the kids are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been working on my first sweater for myself. It's Mr. Greenjeans from &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEfall07/PATTgreenjeans.html"&gt;knitty.com&lt;/a&gt; using yummy malabrigo worsted wool and so far it's been going well. I had to rip back to fix a mis-crossed cable and that was a pain, but I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2093/2249464966_ec70ee6f61.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2093/2249464966_ec70ee6f61.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm getting ready to bind off the bottom row and, oops! What's that? (pardon the flash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2370/2249464970_d30e26bd50.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2370/2249464970_d30e26bd50.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's right, I completely stopped crossing one of the cables! Not sure how I managed that feat of brilliance. Needless to say I was less than thrilled at the idea of frogging back three cable repeats to fix it (that's 12 long rows). After hunting around a bit, I found this &lt;a href="http://www.yarnharlot.ca/blog/archives/2006/06/20/all_is_not_lost.html"&gt;tute on Yarn Harlot&lt;/a&gt; about fixing cables gone wrong. As you can see above, I have inserted a spare needle and taken the live stitches off the needle. *Gulp* Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885433643799557-5302470140948117334?l=sewinghappiness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/feeds/5302470140948117334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885433643799557&amp;postID=5302470140948117334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/5302470140948117334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/5302470140948117334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/2008/02/rip-ity-do-da.html' title='Rip-ity Do Da'/><author><name>SewingHappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10132320092201783246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtK3PsaFwfk/TpDOZZe6kMI/AAAAAAAAACA/WexOCt3Wtks/s220/FebruaryLadyCrop.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885433643799557.post-3578185873999821126</id><published>2008-02-01T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T06:43:53.806-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organize'/><title type='text'>Reclaiming My Happiness</title><content type='html'>For a long time, perhaps most of my life, I've been a "Woe is me" person. You know, "woe is me, my house is a mess, my kids don't help, my husband is a packrat, I'm out of shape, I'll be 40 in a few years, I'm bad at maintaining friendships..." On and on it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I'm lazy. There, I put it out there for the world. I am lazy, fairly selfish, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't want to be that way anymore.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No one is going to organize my home if I don't do it myself. My kids won't learn to clean up after themselves and be self-motivated if I don't teach them and show them how. My husband is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;going to stop being  a clutter bug. I'm going to have to live with it/work around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend a lot of time thinking about organizing and cleaning and making my home nicer. The little bit I've done lately helps, but it's not enough. So, taking some inspiration from the &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/groups/reclaiming-the-home"&gt;Reclaiming the Home&lt;/a&gt; group on &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt; and from blogs like &lt;a href="http://www.littleturtleknits.com/blog/2008/01/tutorial-tuesday-home-management-binder.htm"&gt;Little Turtle Knits&lt;/a&gt;, I'm starting today. February 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to stop surfing and get to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885433643799557-3578185873999821126?l=sewinghappiness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/feeds/3578185873999821126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885433643799557&amp;postID=3578185873999821126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/3578185873999821126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885433643799557/posts/default/3578185873999821126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewinghappiness.blogspot.com/2008/02/reclaiming-my-happiness.html' title='Reclaiming My Happiness'/><author><name>SewingHappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10132320092201783246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtK3PsaFwfk/TpDOZZe6kMI/AAAAAAAAACA/WexOCt3Wtks/s220/FebruaryLadyCrop.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
