A baby. My baby.
I’m 6 months pregnant!
I meant to tell you all like 2 months ago and just keep getting side-tracked. So, quicky post it is. I just wanted to let you know what’s up, why I’ve been absent from the blog, and share the good news.
I’m petitioning Jason to take some cute pregnant shots of me this weekend. I’ve definitely popped and officially look super pregnant.
I’m going to try to start posting again about once a month, but I’m not sure if it will happen. There’s a definite “playing it by ear” component happening to anything not directly related to baby making and then raising.
So a more photo heavy post forthcoming… sometime “soonish”.
Until Next Time!
Ah, delicious. Kind of. Horseradish is powerful stuff. It burns through your nose in a flash and then it’s gone. It’s unlike any other “hot”. Last spring I planted a few cuttings of it in a secluded bed that’s hopefully sectioned off enough to keep it from spreading everywhere.
I finally got around to digging it up in mid December and making it into its most simple beautiful form: minced horseradish in vinegar. Read more →
Over the past three months I’ve been searching for the perfect lunch box. I really wanted a bento box, but they, as I discovered, not available locally. In fact, I went to every gift shop, cooking store, asian themed store, and asian grocery (about 8 total) from here to Des Moines and back again. No luck. I just really wanted to hold it in my hands and consider it before spending money on one. Because I don’t really know if I’ll use it.
Jason and I went to Japan town and I bought a few food picks and sauce holders in the shape of little pigs and fish. I considered getting a bento box there, but since I worked from home I was like “nah, I don’t need one”. I had no idea I’d be getting a job by the end of the year and working in an office where I’d use one just about every day of the week! Read more →
Winter is always the season of weaving for me. With my overly large floor room, it’s the only time of year that I’m okay being tucked into my basement studio for hours shuttling back and forth. I turn on the space heater, bring down a pot of tea and put it on my candle warmer. [...]