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roo is fortified with eight essential vitamins and minerals. She lives in upstate Manhattan with her husband, their baby, and a cat.
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if you ever decide to write as a different persona elsewhere, let me know, because i like your work, and i'd like to keep reading, even if you no longer write about making cheese.
Deciphering my Map
I think I’m taking a break. I could be wrong – it seems as soon as I decide I’m not going to write any more for a while a floodgate of sorts opens and I start posting twice a day. But anyway. I think I’m taking a break. I’ve been feeling a greater and greater disconnect from this website for a ...
DAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!
A Cat and His Elephant
I walked into the living room earlier today and this is what I saw. Actually, what I saw was Scratchy sort of wrestling with/chewing on the little pink elephant. When I came back with my camera, Scratchy saw me and froze. Like that. The elephant’s name, by the way, is “Purple Ears.” It’s J...
Oh! I'd seen some of these before, but the beluga whale cake is new to me, and I LOVE it! It's darling. I also love carnage on Hoth.
I hope when you cut into that cake you said, "I thought they smelled bad on the outside!"
Revisiting the Plains and Other Exotic Locales
I check my “stats” periodically just to see where readers are coming from and which posts are currently popular. There are certain ones I see visited often, so I’m used to them, but then something completely unexpected will be the #1 post of the day. Like yesterday – apparently a whole bunc...
I hate to admit this, because I'm not sure where you're at at the moment, but that last line? If I were drinking coffee, my laptop would be soaked.
In fact, I think if I were you in that moment I might have bust out laughing, just because it was so awful.
Sorry. Hope you're feeling better!
Mommy of the Morning
This morning a big bowl of Vichyssoise that Bill made last night for tomorrow night’s dinner got mostly knocked over when I closed the door after removing a bowl of dough that was under the bowl of soup. Apparently the prior arrangement prevented a shelf on the door of the fridge from hitting t...
Mmmmmmmmmm.....
All your cheeses are mine now.
I canz haz camembert?
Making Camembert
Here’s where it began. Two gallons of fresh-from-the-Jersey-cow milk. See the cream line? That kind of milk. The kind where the cream rises to the top. From this, I am making camembert. I’d say “I made camembert” but it’s not finished yet. I hesitate even to write about it, in case it t...
Aw! The cat's out of the bag. :)
Healthy Boy
Nothing much to report – he’s doing great. Back to his old (young) self. What?
I'm so glad your kitty's feeling better!
Taking Matters into His Own Paws
I was working the latter half of a double when Bill texted me to say that Scratchy’s tube was out. Feeding tube…out. No one took it out, mind you. At least, none of us humans. We were all at work or at school, so somehow…the tube came out. It had been stitched in place where it went in...
You take such good care of your kitties. They're lucky to have you as their ladyperson.
Feeling Strong Now
You know all those jokes about how many (insert group/religion/occupation/nationality/gender/etc. of your choice here) it takes to change a light bulb? I’ve got my own version now. But you need to read the other stuff first. (Or you could skip ahead, but that would lead me to believe you’r...
I think I read it too! Unless running out with your trash/recyclables to catch the truck happens a lot. (When I lived in Jersey, it was practically every other week!)
It's a good story. I enjoyed it the second time through. :)
And Then I Went Back to Bed
Found this in my drafts folder. I’d written it on August 10th, but never posted it. Don’t know why. Anyway, figured I’d share…. I haven’t been sleeping well. There’s a lot on my mind, and it gets kind of hushed during the day when I’m busy with other, more immediate things, but then at nigh...
I liked this entry.
Wishing you well, Jayne, with all your endeavors.
The Goings on ‘Round Here
Well, there’s been cleaning. Rearranging. Cleaning out. Deciding what to put in a yard sale in August (postponed from the one we never got around to having LAST summer), what to recycle in some way, and what to throw out. Julia and I spent one morning – the hottest day of the year at that p...
Congratulations on the right-up-your-alley job!
Think about that, if you can-- that you got a job you like. That's fantastic. And the voices, well, they'll get bored and shut up eventually.
Scars
I have one on the side of my left index finger. It’s about…well it’s over twenty years old I guess. I was trying to slice a day-old bagel with a dull knife. The knife slipped, and though it wasn’t sharp enough to slice through the bagel crust, it was plenty sharp to slice through the side of ...
My husband has an egg aversion, which is a shame, because eggs like these are a lot to do for just me. So pretty.
Maybe the baby will like eggs when he's older.
Crazy Eggs
Remember when I made these? It was three years ago. That post got picked up here and there on the internet and it’s probably my most visited post. Go figure. And I wrote a follow-up post as well. With a new batch of eggs, more pictures, and even a plate of deviled eggs made from thes...
It looks soooo tiny in the photo-- almost like doll clothes.
Trick of perspective, I guess. It's really sweet, Jayne.
I'm glad you got to satisfy your hankering to sew.
Skirt for Julia
I needed to sew something today. Took me a while to figure out what. And then it took me an hour and a half to put it together. Julia likes it. And it fits. Yay. The green fabric is old upholstery fabric from my grandparents’ porch furniture when they lived in New Jersey. I have scraps...
These are really great. I wish I had a budget line for jewelry right now, because I would buy more than one.
You're a talented lady.
Rings
A bit of what I’ve been up to today. These are the good ones. I’ll be putting them in my etsy store later today or tomorrow, once I’ve cropped the individual pictures. I’ve also got a bunch of sub-par rings that I’ll cut up so I can salvage the beads. Except one that I sort of like and mi...
I'd like to wear that. It's pretty and cute.
Little Red Fish
I was playing around with new beads earlier today, and this is my favorite result.
NOM! I'm drooling.
I think I might make that. And see if the baby likes mashed tatoes, too.
Leek and Mashed Potato Pie
Or maybe it’s a quiche. It does have eggs…but it’s not custardy. I’m calling it a pie. I could also call it a starch-fest, because despite the leeks and eggs – and sausage – the main components are the pie crust and the mashed potatoes. Oh…it’s yummy stuff, kids. I’ve made this twice now,...
Beautiful.
Julia in Concert
Julia's got an on-again/off again love for her guitar. Lately, the love's been on. And so last night, during our leisurely dinner cooked in the fireplace, she unzipped her guitar case and set up her sheet music. I love watching my kids play guitar. Their hands move confidently and w...
I'm with joanne.
Though the other day I was walking through the park, surrounded by squirrels-- running through the grass, sitting on top of the fence, criss-crossing the pathway. I thought to myself, "Ugh! They really kinda are just like rats, only with fluffy tails!"
Then I saw a rat, in the path in front of me.
Yeah. That fluffy tail makes a BIG difference.
Held Captive by a Hypoglycemic Squirrel
I’ve been baking cookies over the last few days (in a frantic attempt to get caught up), and I decided to save the final trimmings from the cut-out cookies to bake and toss outside for the birds. Yes, I could just throw those last few scraps away, but it just seems so wasteful. So I made cookie...
Oh, Scratchy's version, definitely.
Still Oatmeal with Scratchy
He refused to budge. I’d just finished taking pictures for another upcoming food post. I brought that food back into the kitchen and traded it for the three jars you see in the picture above. When I returned to the living room, Scratchy had claimed the table. He’s a big cat. And when you try...
I wonder if it's the same process that made your beet cupcakes tequila-sunrise-colored? The not-pinkness, I mean.
My mom stopped using pectin in her jellies a while back-- just uses sugar. It took a while for them not to be a little too loose, but she's got it figured out now-- and I think the flavor is better now, too.
Watermelon Jelly
I thought it would be pink. That’s why I decided to make it. I thought little jars of pink sweetness would be so pretty… But it’s yellow. Not even a hint of pink. Pretty strange, huh? But how’s it taste, you ask? In the words of my husband… “It tastes like a friggin’ Jolly Rancher!” It’s tr...
I wonder if that waxed twine would be easier to work with. They look good, regardless!
Do you ever watch "Family Guy"? I was thinking about the bit when Charlotte the Spider had Tourette's...
(I won't write more, since it's a bit blue. But it made me laugh, hard.)
Webs in the Windows
Okay, I know, it’s not even October yet, but we’ve started putting up Halloween decorations anyway. For whatever reason, we felt the urge earlier than usual. Alex and Julia scattered skeletons and skulls throughout the house, and I made spider webs out of nylon cord for some of the smaller wind...
Wow! A hoverkid!
Whole Lot of Nothing
I know this blog is the equivalent of a crazy person on the bus* forcing you to look at wallet-sized photos of children whom you possibly suspect came with the wallet, but...Noah had another belt test this weekend: Practicing for the big board-breaking moment. Seconds before the big board-br...
Wow! A hoverkid!
Whole Lot of Nothing
I know this blog is the equivalent of a crazy person on the bus* forcing you to look at wallet-sized photos of children whom you possibly suspect came with the wallet, but...Noah had another belt test this weekend: Practicing for the big board-breaking moment. Seconds before the big board-br...
Sounds like the storm was an excuse to have some camping-style fun-- glad to hear it!
We didn't even lose power-- just a little water in the hallway. We were lucky, too.
The Obligatory “How I Spent My Hurricane Irene” Post
We were among the lucky. We only lost electricity for about 36 hours, give or take a few. The power went out Sunday morning at some point, and came back around eleven something at night. We got our internet/cable/landline service back around noon the following day. No trees fell on our house...
I imagine they're called bread and butter pickles because they are awesome with bread and butter-- which they are.
I have to say, I've been a typical pregnant lady on the pickle front-- was eating store-bought versions of these on bread and butter all through my first trimester-- YUM!
They look delicious, Jayne.
You know, I'm sort of surprised you don't have a mandolin for things like bulk onion slicing. Do you prefer using your mad knife skillz?
Bread and Butter Chips
Yay, pickles! I canned ten pints of bread and butter pickles the other day, along with a quart and a pint of tomato sauce. (Subsequent batches of sauce will be larger as the tomatoes are now ripening at an alarming rate….) But never mind the tomatoes. This post is about pickles. I’ve made m...
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