Hobby Focus

I didn’t really make any New Year’s Resolutions this year. In part, because we were traveling on December 30th & 31st, and I just didn’t have the time to get alone, sit quietly, and articulate my hopes and goals for the coming year before January 1st struck. And in part because I’m not convinced that I do a very good job with New Years Resolutions.

Don’t get me wrong — I can’t help but approach a new year with that “fresh slate” feeling, full of dreams and ideas of how things might look if I would make some key changes and commitments. But sometimes, when I write out grand-sounding “Resolutions,” I become rather all-or-nothing about them. And then, somewhere around January 20th or February 17th or April 5th…when it becomes apparent that I have not attained the goals I was shooting for, I tend to give up completely.

So this year, rather than a list of resolutions, my approach is simply to implement a few small changes in a couple areas.

One of those areas is my lifelong tendency to dabble.

The truth: I am a dabbler.

I love to research and I genuinely enjoy attempting new things that intrigue me. But it seems that I often jump from one thing to another, especially in the realm of hobbies. I learn just enough to feel like I’ve made progress and then it’s on to the next thing. I end up feeling a bit like a “jack of all trades, master of none” when it comes to hobbies.

Some things I’ve dabbled in:

  • knitting (I believe I’ve completed about 3 items — all baby hats)
  • sewing (one pair of pajama pants and one backpack completed)
  • photography (took a photography class and played around)
  • baking bread (one fall season of learning, er…attempting, to bake bread)
  • computer programming (barely stuck my toe in the water there)
  • writing (wrote magazine articles ages ago…then let it go)
  • learning Adobe Illustrator (lots of playing around, but little lasting knowledge)
  • gardening (one summer wherein I was mostly defeated by the local bunnies)

While each of these little hobbies have been enjoyable in their own ways, I regret that I haven’t stuck with any of them long-term. I don’t regret the time I’ve spent with them — they are all good skills to have.

But I decided that this year, I want to spend some time going a little deeper in a few of them. I want to bring a bit more focus to my hobbying.

What am I hoping to gain?

First, I’m hoping to become a bit more proficient in a few hobbies. I don’t need to be a professional, but it would be nice to feel some level competency in the things I really enjoy.

Second, I want to discover which of those hobbies I would truly enjoy long-term. I believe that along the way, I might realize that some of them were nice to learn, but I don’t want to invest hours and hours into them over the long haul.

And third, I might come to the conclusion that for me, hobby dabbling is just more fun. And that’s okay too.

But for now, I’ve decided that each month, I’ll focus more deeply than usual on one of my hobbies. I’ve given myself permission to continue with a hobby for multiple months if I end up having tons of fun with it. But the bottom line is that I want to dedicate a good chunk of time to one hobby each month.

January’s hobby?

Knitting.

My husband, Chad, had asked for a knitted scarf for Christmas. Since he made the request in December, you might well imagine that…well…it didn’t exactly happen in time for Christmas. But we still have a few cold months left, so I dove into knitting last week:

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I finished the scarf last night, but don’t have a picture of the final product to show you. However, Chad is very pleased with it. And I’m pleased that I have another project, and some more knitting experience under my belt. Now on to the next knitting project!

How do you approach hobbies? Are you a dabbler like me, or do you have a few that you remain committed to?

A little hibernation is the plan for today

It started snowing yesterday around noon. Nothing too heavy, but it was coming down.

By 3:30, the roads were covered and the plows weren’t quite keeping up with it.

Around 6:30 last night, someone in our neighborhood abandoned their car at the bottom of the hill. Heavy wet snow covering the roads left things slick and not friendly to small, light cars.

Chad shoveled at least 6 inches of snow before we went to bed.

And overnight? It just kept coming. The power went off and on, off and on, off and on. Tree branches around the area were snapping off under the weight of the snow, landing on power lines. We are happy to have electricity this morning, when many people have none.

And this is what it looks like outside our garage this morning.

Remember how I said Chad shoveled 6 inches before bed? Well, here’s where things stand now:

Yes, apparently we got at least 20 inches of snow since noon yesterday. The local news can talk about nothing other than record-breaking snowfall, the importance of staying home today, and the fact that there are states of emergency being declared all over the place but that (thankfully) things should taper off this afternoon.

Some more pictures for your enjoyment.

Here’s Chad’s car, huddled under a thick blanket of snow in the driveway:

Can you see it? There’s a stop sign across the road from our house. It’s still peeking out above the drifts:

Oh, and those trees on either side of the stop sign? They are not pine trees. They’re not spruce trees. They’re not any kind of conifer whatsoever. They’re oaks. You know, trees whose branches usually stick straight out to the sides. They look so tired right now:

Apparently, other cars were abandoned last night. Here’s one I just noticed across the street. At least, I’m pretty sure that’s a car. It’s hard to tell with all the snow.

And here’s my wonderful husband, attacking the next 14 inches of snow:

The crazy thing is, I don’t think we’re getting the worst of it. People further east may get even more snow.

As for us, we’re just going to sit tight today. I’m thinking that, as long as our power stays on, I’ll get some hot chocolate going on the stove. Maybe we’ll play some board games or watch a movie. Maybe we’ll just each cuddle up with a blanket and a book. I don’t know. But I do know that we’re not going anywhere. We’ll be perfectly happy to hibernate today.

Of chocolate and Cheerios

So…did you know that these existed?

I didn’t. Until a recent trip to the grocery store, that is.

As I walked down the cereal aisle, this brown box practically jumped out at me, set off in stark contrast to the standard yellow Cheerios boxes.

Let me tell you something about my childhood: My favorite cereal of all time was Count Chocula. My mother (wisely) did not allow me to eat it each and every day, but boxes of Count Chocula occasionally showed up in our house, and I happily consumed the chocolaty goodness. Crunchy cereal pieces first, saving the marshmallows for last. (And yes, I might have had some cereal-eating OCD-type issues.)

There was something magical about chocolate for breakfast.

Now, as a responsible adult, I attempt to eat responsible-adult-type cereals. You know, things with fiber and whole grains. Things without way-too-much sugar. Things, sadly, without marshmallows — chocolate or otherwise.

That’s not to say that I have never pilfered a bowl of Lucky Charms when Chad was out of town and the kids were in bed. Because I have. But for the most part, I try to eat cereals that are somewhat good for me.

Which is, perhaps, why the box of Chocolate Cheerios caught my eye.

After all, the cover clearly announces that they’re good for you, with phrases like, “May Reduce the Risk of Heart Disease” and “with Whole Grain Guaranteed.” At the same time, there are words like “Chocolate” and “Real Cocoa” calling to my sweet tooth. I had no choice: I had to take a box home.

L. (3) was not impressed. I should tell you that he’s an incredibly picky eater, and picky in weird ways. (This is a kid who asked for peas and carrots one night when I offered him waffles and ice cream for dinner. Yeah. Really.) He tried a few of the Chocolate Cheerios, and then asked me to take them away.

But I don’t take his word for anything, so I poured a bowl for myself.

The verdict: Meh. Okay.

I guess I was expecting something similar to the Count Chocula yummyness of my youth, but better for me. Alas, it didn’t quite measure up. The chocolate flavor was present, but not very strong. I mean, it was okay. But I think I decided that if I really want chocolate cereal, I should just buy a box of Count Chocula. And I’m perfectly happy with regular (or Honey Nut) Cheerios if I’m in a Cheerios kind of mood.

But for now, I’ll just go back to my responsible-adult-type cereals. (Oh, okay, I might finish the box of Chocolate Cheerios. You wouldn’t want me to be wasteful, would you?)

What’s your favorite cereal (now or as a kid)? Have you tried any new ones recently?

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Friday’s Fave Five

Fave Five

Time for Susanne‘s weekly meme, Friday’s Fave Five, a chance to reflect and pick five things from this past week that make us happy.

Soup1. Big Mama’s soup. I had a friend over for lunch this week and in my search for just the right new recipe to experiment on my friend with try, I came across this recipe for Italian Sausage Tortellini Soup over at Big Mama’s blog and decided it would be the one.  Delicious. It involved lots of chopping, but was easy and yummy. And there’s nothing like the aroma of simmering soup on a December day. The meal was completed with some cheese biscuits, diet soda, and Peanut Butter Toffee Chip cookies for dessert.

2. Chad’s coming home! Chad was out of town on business all this week — not a normal occurrence for us. He’s great about calling home, emailing, and staying connected with me and with the boys, but we are all thrilled that he’s finally back in town and will be home for dinner tonight. L. and I were talking last night about the fact that Daddy was going to be home very, very soon, and he let out a spontaneous, “Yippee!!!” I second that excitement. Yippee!!!

3. A much cleaner storage room. I have apparently become a House-Purging Maniac. Maybe I’ve just been looking for ways to keep busy while Chad’s been gone. I don’t know. I just know I’ve spent hours and hours and hours filling bags with things that must leave our house. Now. A happy result of this crazy cleaning is a storage room that is about two hundred times nicer to walk into than it was a week ago. There’s still plenty of stuff; but it’s more organized, more contained, and less overwhelming.

Package4. Online shopping. Christmas shopping is pretty much done. I have a few stocking-stuffers to pick up, and am awaiting the arrival of one or two more packages. But it’s mostly done. And it’s all thanks to online shopping. I think I’ve only purchased two gifts in actual stores — you know, the kind you drive to, walk around, and carry bags out of? Most of the time, I just wait for Mr. UPS Man to bring the Christmas gifts to my door. And I love it.

5. My two boys. With Chad being gone all week, things could have deteriorated quickly. But both boys have been sweet, helpful, and terrific. Don’t get me wrong — we’ve had our moments (like the yelling that began at 7:03 Wednesday morning [and it wasn't me]). But overall, I can’t complain. They’ve been great.  L(3) made me smile by charming the folks at Rite Aid on Tuesday, asking me to please take his picture next to our outdoor Christmas lights on Wednesday, and insisting on being Fireman L. for most of yesterday (I wasn’t allowed to call him anything other than ‘Fireman L’). C(11) helped me lug multiple garbage bags and boxes up from the basement (see item #3, above), offered to read our evening Advent devotions, and told me that the importance of a Mom’s work is very underrated and should be more appreciated.  (And no, you can’t have them — they’re all mine!) Love you, boys!

An Internet-Recipe Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving plans were a bit elusive this year, and due to some complications at the last minute I decided that, contrary to our initial plans, I would just make Thanksgiving dinner myself.

This is not something I normally ever do. I have a mother and a mother-in-law who are both very good at planning and executing large family meals, and we always benefit from their Thanksgiving expertise. My expertise lies more along the lines of casseroles, pancakes, and desserts. Which I suppose could be served on Thanksgiving, but I was itching to try to something more traditional.

Like, you know, a turkey.

(Oh, and by the way. I had only made one turkey in my entire life before this Thanksgiving.)

So I jotted down some ideas and got to work.

Step one in my dinner-planning was to gather recipes.

I don’t know about you, but I have about a million hundred cookbooks. Seriously, cookbooks abound in my house. But did I open any of them in my search for Thanksgiving recipes?

No. I turned to the Internet. I don’t really know why I turned to the Internet first, but it could be because:

  • My laptop is practically attached to my fingers, so the Internet was just handy
  • Recipe sites usually include reviews by “real people,” so I can weed through recipes, find advice, and learn about others’ results before I try something new
  • It’s much faster to type some words into Google than to go searching through book index after book index or paging through cookbook after cookbook

Whatever the reason, it didn’t take long before I had my list of recipes. I hit the grocery store to pick up all the ingredients, and spread out my prep work over the two days leading up to Thanksgiving. Since all the dishes went over well with my family, I thought I’d share them with you (along with my thoughts and reactions). Just in case you suddenly find yourself in charge of Thanksgiving dinner one year.

The Turkey

We are big fans of the Food Network show, Good Eats. So I couldn’t pass up the chance to try Alton Brown’s Good Eats Roast Turkey recipe (initially shown in the Romancing the Bird episode). This recipe involved brining (something I’d never done) and ignoring the pop-up timer on the bird (something that made me a bit nervous).

Preparing the brine was easy. The hard part was fitting the giant tub-o-brine, complete with soaking turkey, in my refrigerator. With a little creative arrangement, though, I did it, and I have to say that it was worth it.

This turkey was possibly the juiciest turkey I’ve ever had (with no basting required!). The only problem we ran into was that the very bottom of the turkey was not quite as done as I would have liked. I followed Alton’s recipe to the letter, except that I placed the rack on a stoneware sheet pan, rather than a metal one, since that’s all I had. And I think not having that reflective surface caused the bottom of the bird to not keep up with the rest of it. Just to be safe, we tossed that part of the turkey, and enjoyed the rest. Next time, I’ll get a metal sheet pan, because this recipe is one I’ll want to use again. Very yummy.

The Stuffing

My goal was to keep Thanksgiving dinner fairly simple and not overwhelming. So the idea of preparing stuffing in the crockpot definitely appealed to me. I decided to go with a Crockpot Cornbread Stuffing recipe from A Year of Slow Cooking. My husband loves cornbread, and the whole thing looked easy.

I made the cornbread two days before Thanksgiving and then wrapped it very loosely in plastic wrap, to allow it to get stale. I chopped my veggies Wednesday night, so on Thanksgiving, all I had to do was assemble everything in the crockpot after I got the turkey in the oven. Incredibly easy. And everyone seemed to enjoy it. The only thing I did differently was to make 2 batches of cornbread. I ended up using about 1 1/2 of them in the stuffing.

The Potatoes

I knew what I was looking for in a potato recipe: marshmallows. Personally, I don’t mind marshmallows, but all three of the guys I live with absolutely love marshmallows, so I wanted to indulge them. I used a very basic recipe — Sweet Potato Casserole II from AllRecipes.com — and it was a big hit.  I left out the orange juice, but we didn’t miss it. I think they tasted great without.

Though I didn’t do anything in advance for this recipe, it would be easy to make ahead. Just cook the sweet potatoes, and blend them with the sugar, butter, etc. the day before. Then on Thanksgiving, just spoon them into a casserole dish, top with marshmallows, and bake.

Fruit

I happen to have a 3-year-old who is a picky eater. Fortunately, though, he loves fruit and most vegetables. So when I was planning our dinner, I wanted to make sure I had something else for him to enjoy, since I was pretty sure he’d be ignoring the turkey and stuffing.  I found this recipe for Winter Fruit Medley and decided it looked like the perfect choice. It was easy, tasty, and L. gobbled up lots of it.

Other Sides

I went with store-bought rolls and steamed veggies to round out our meal — nothing fancy or complicated. And my mom brought her homemade Cranberry Applesauce — one of her holiday traditions, and something we all look forward to devouring every year. (Thanks, Mom!)

The Dessert

Though I don’t usually cook Thanksgiving dinner, I do usually make some kind of dessert. I’ve been making this Pumpkin Cheesecake for several years now. Yes, I know, it’s not the traditional Pumpkin Pie, but I happen to love it, and so far, I haven’t heard any complaints from others. I serve each slice with a dollop of whipped cream, and Thanksgiving evening usually finds us seeking out seconds of this yummy dessert.

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Yes, I know I’m a very inexperienced Thanksgiving cook. So I was very happy to have the handy Internet available to provide recipes for my attempt at putting together an actual holiday dinner. I hope there’s something here that you can enjoy, too!