Pie

So I have this little dream of cooking for people and making a living somehow out of it.  I have thought about a bed and breakfast, the coffee shop, the knit/coffee shop, the breakfast only place, the lunch only place, the bakery.... you get my drift. So my latest day dreaming pastime is the pie shop.  I love to cook and for years people would ask me if I wasn't a teacher, what would I do?  I would always say I would love to be a chef, except I have this horrible foot thing. Well that foot thing just got WAY better in the last 6 monthes and the whole idea of making a living standing on my feet just got brighter (not that I don't stand all day teaching, which I do, but I use a stool, and I had NO idea that I would stand this much teaching. Fourteen years into this gig and my feet are probably just as bad if I was cooking I bet.)

Anyway, this is my thought.

SOOO - I having been working on my pies.  I guess I should write about it here as a motivator.  My poor neighbors, friends and co-workers are going to be subjected to lots of pies!

I am already about 5 pies into this...so just be prepared for lots of pie.

Busy Days

We have had a string of busy days.  The countdown until Christmas has began and this year I feel no stress of it.  Weird as that may sound, but we aren't traveling or hosting this year.  It has a freedom associated with it that I just love. While I will seeing family during the holidays, I will really enjoy being with my little family and getting to take in the holiday itself.  Not rushing and doing, but being in the moment with them.

Sickness hit our house this week.  While those can be crazy times, for me it allows me to be home and get stuff done while the sneezy child rests. 

Stuff like this...

The beginnings of applesauce.

Roasting a pumpkin for a pie.

Well there were Waffles of Insane Goodness there from this site.

 

 

Red Zinger Lemonade with the Bear.

Cowgirl and Boba Fett.

A run for charity.

 

etc.
etc.

Secretly starting again

What if I started writing again and no one noticed.... kind of nice really. Last year was nuts. Nuts. But it is over. New chapter, fresh perspective and in a nice place right now. I am enjoying it. I was just looking back through pictures of the last year and realizing how most of them are with my kiddos smooshed up next to me. Close and comfortable. We were recently called a family of spoons. This morning I ask J if he could draw that for me. A picture of us 4 ( 5 if you include Clarke, which is his a total furry hippopotamus spoon), but a picture of the 4 of us as spoons.

Each with our snuggly companions that would really define who was who. I can see it in my head so clearly that it might actually be a shame to draw it. Because it might now match and since I haven't an inch of artistic talent, I won't be doing it myself.

But there we are - spoons, smooshed together, holding on tight, making it through the ups and downs of life, but still together.

They made it.. so can we!