Good morning everyone! My four day weekend is off to a fantastic start! I can’t believe how long I slept this morning! (It’s been a very long time since I managed to stay asleep past 10am, but I did today.)
I must have really needed the sleep — but we’ve been up early to get our qi gong done and try to make early meetings for weeks now, and some of those evenings, I also had to work from home to get things ready for release next morning. It wasn’t too tiring in the moment, and I *really* enjoy the work, but I guess it caught up with me. On the even brighter side, the comp time has given me an extra day to get ready for our grand houseful!
It has become obvious, though, that editing and writing are skills you really do have to keep up with to stay sharp. It’s been most of five years since those skills were used at work, and I find that other people are catching things I missed. It’s not a disaster, but I need to pull out some drills and get sharp again if i want my skills to be useful enough to use. (Blogging, while fun, isn’t pressured enough to keep me sharp. And you see how much of that I’d been doing lately.) *grin*
One kind of interesting thing we’re doing right now is trying to come up with a “traditional” Thanksgiving dinner that is close enough to what TJ and Corey remember but also doesn’t contain any of our food sensitivity triggers.
So far, the biggest challenge is a grain free stuffing. I’ve recently found some recipes (thank Providence for Paleo sites) and now we’re trying to decide amongst the recipes.
Instead, I am vaguely tempted to get a bag of bread cubes to make the recipe TJ and Corey remember — I think if I mix it out on the porch it might be OK. Or maybe a wheat and gluten free bread to make the dried bread cubes from so all the kids can eat it. Rod and I couldn’t — but we’re grownups. We’ve been living without it this long. We’ll survive.
The other recipes seem … ok. The fruit and nut ones sounds yummy, but not really reminiscent of stuffing I grew up in and fed TJ and Corey. I might make it along with chicken for another Sabbat meal, but not for Thanksgiving.
Jack has developed a sensitivity to coconut flour, which rules out many of the grain free breads that many of the others are based on.
The rest start with ground beef. Nope. Not going there. I don’t CARE how they taste, ground beef doesn’t belong in my Thanksgiving dinner. I may try them as a stuffing for a squash another day, though.
This is the proposed menu so far:
- Deviled eggs, olives, and pickles
- Turkey (of course) and gravy
- Stuffing (need to find a recipe)
- Cranberry sauce
- Sweet potato surprise
- Fried apples
- Braised cabbage
- Roasted cauliflower, Brussels sprouts, and beets
- Gingered carrots
- Pumpkin pie
I think it’ll work. Too much food is traditional, but we’ll be feeding 12, so I think it may be “just enough”.
I was delighted when Johanna and her family accepted our invitation for Thanksgiving. We love their company. Johanna has been helping me translate my monthly letters to the grandchildren for many years now so I think she’d like to meet the two who started it all and I think it will be a bit of a relief to Bella and Leo to find Swedish speaking children after being here almost two weeks. A real reason for them to feel “thanksgiving”.
Our homeschooling project has taken a turn that I could never have planned and yet it is SO thrilling.
We have live and breathed Ancient Greece for 15 months. (I expected it to take about 4 months.) At this point, Jack really KNOWS his ancient Greek history and can tell most of the stories himself. One of the last books we have tackled was one written by and for a very religious Christian audience. Lots of the stories are abridged, with parts missing or subtly changed. Because he now knows most of the stories by heart, his new job as we read the last few books is to point out where the differences are and to try to spot the authors’ bias. All authors have bias, if course. Some we like better than others, but they all have one. I had no idea that Jack was ready to start learning about it, but it has become an organic part of our studies now. I really hope Rod will post about his experience of how it is going, because he and jack usually do the work when I’m not home.
I don’t know whether we will be able to do it so easily in the next unit — we’re scraping together what information we can find about ancient Asia, Americas, and Sub-Saharan Africa. There isn’t much available on those regions for this educational age, so it will be tough to find enough on one topic to compare authors points of view, but once we move on to Rome, it should be very easy to do again. (If you know of great resources for ancient Asia, Americas, and Sub-Saharan Africa, please do let me know. We’re using grades 5 to 8 for most of our resources.)
As a scrapbooker, I can’t help but wonder from time to time whether all of this time, love and money will be appreciated after I put the finished pages into their books and move on. I can’t know about the other books I make, but from time to time, Jack goes through a phase reassures me that his books will remain important to him.
He’s just gone through another one of those phases where he pours over every scrapbook he can find. His, his nieces’ and nephew’s, complete and still in progress. It’s interesting because each time he does that he seems to get something new and interesting from it. This time, in addition to the stories he always loves, he started to take an interest in the way the pages were constructed. He noticed that one page had no story and wondered about it. I showed him the hidden journaling inside a photo mat and he was amazed! He wanted to take out every page and check it for hidden journaling.
I think I’ll have to do that more often. He loves it! But I have to make sure I *always* use the “hidden key — a line of metal brads as a “…” to say that there’s more hidden there. Otherwise he’s going to tear the pages apart looking for his surprises. Did I mention? I’m thrilled at his interest. 🙂
Oh, and the baby? This is the lovely Miss Audrey again. I had a blast! We just say around her Mamma’s living room and chatted and I snapped almost 200 photos. Once she got used to me and my flashing camera and started to ignore us, I got some I really liked. Isn’t she gorgeous?
Tomorrow, I’ll try to share some I took of Connor when Nerida and I took the boys out for out Autumn Adventure. I’m glad we went when we did, because the gorgeous leaves are so transient. They’re mostly gone now.
But for today, it’s time to get to work. I have four free days to get the house ready and we’re going to need every bit of it and then some. Today’s project is that never ending project of getting the public areas of the house back in shape, like we do every weekend. But tomorrow, we can start on the more important part — the private areas of the house that get a dash and a promise unless we’re expecting overnight company. We need room for four more beds. We have the room, and the beds, thanks to very generous friends. Now we need the space on the floors to actually open the beds. (I expect to continue the project once I’m back at work.)
See y’all tomorrow!