Life has a way of getting in the way of things – and most assuredly shaking things up. After a super long hiatus – 2 illnesses diagnosed, some very difficult heartbreaks, 1 new blended family and a very chaotic life – I’m back (hopefully for good). And just in time to brag about my adorable baby chicks. My boyfriend, Nick, and I decided to invest in some adorable hybrid production Reds – which have now taken up a nice section of my dining room. Everyone is thrilled – the dogs can’t get enough of them and Nubbins (yes there is a goat in my kitchen) keeps sneaking peaks into the dining room. We’re super amped for these gals to grow up and spring to really start. What are you doing to get ready for Spring? Did you have a tough winter like us? Let me know!!
I know I have greatly neglected my blog. There has been such a significant amount of nonsense going on here at the Frost Farm. I promise new blogs … about Frogs 🙂 Coming soon. In the meantime, try reading my new Short Story … The Quiet One.
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I don’t really like to talk about my RA – especially on my blog because often I feel that it’s a depressing topic. No one wants to read about aches and pains. However, lately I’ve been feeling a lot of comfort in reading RA blogs .. knowing that other people are experiencing the same things that I experience and that I’m not alone. Often when I tell people I have Rheumatoid Arthritis – I get the standard responses
1.)Oh I have arthritis in my _______ (fill joint in here).
2.) My mom/dad have arthritis.
3.) You’re too young to have arthritis.
4.) Oh but you look so healthy.
The truth is – and it’s been said a BILLION times by people with RA – is that it’s NOTHING like your arthritis, it doesn’t matter how old you are (children as young as a 1 year old are diagnosed with RA), taking good and healthy takes A LOT of effort and time.
Take care of all your memories. For you cannot relive them.
I’m not a huge Dylan fan – but he really has a point.
Every once in a while – you have to take a moment to stop and be grateful for everything you have – right then and there – in that present moment. So many times we get caught up living in the past or looking towards the future. It fuels anger, creates anxieties and lessens our quality of life. In turn – our present moments – will someday be memories. Memories that you can never have again. Moments passing you by.
I’d prefer to have those solid memories and look onto them with happiness – knowing I appreciated them WHEN THEY WERE HAPPENING as much as I am appreciating recollecting them.
Recently, I lost a good high school friend of mine. He was part of our quintessential “clique” of teenage boys and girls. Hanging in parks and playing in (or in my case “watching”) garage bands, piggy back rides and first kisses, late night horror movies and prom dates. Some of us kept in touch, some went our separate ways. Joe and I hadn’t spoken in years – we had lost contact with each other – as people often do. But – I would often think of him from time to time. In pictures, videos or yearbook scribblings – I would think of how we’ve all turned into a gaggle of goofy and successful adults. Past discretions forgiven and nothing but coo’s and coddles for weddings, new homes, jobs and babies ….
One of my favorite things to whip up is Pesto. My dad used to make it sometimes when I was in college and when I finally got my own apartment and my own basil plant – I couldn’t wait to make some of my own. Nick – was skeptical. He had never liked pesto as a child and the color completely turned him off. I promised him he would like it if he gave it a whirl. It turns out it is one of his favorite things I cook up. It’s a quick, easy and delicious dinner fix when time or motivation isn’t in your favor.
Last Wednesday was my birthday. And naturally – much to my husbands chagrin – his Leo wife found herself spreading a birth”day” into a birth”week”. Aside – from getting a new lens (which I am learning slowly but surely), going out to eat with family and trekking to the Mutter Museum in Philadelphia – I also got AppleTv. Which is very – very dangerous. I am a self – admitting TV Binge Watcher.
BUT – when Nick asked me where I wanted to go for my birthday – I knew there was only ONE place we NEEDED to go: THE NEW YORK RENAISSANCE FAIRE. We had to wait until the weekend, Nick had never gone to a Renn. Fair before and I wasn’t quite sure how he would FARE at the FAIRE. Though – I knew Nick is very comfortable with my post-goth, post-reenacting, history loving, very dramatic personality – I wasn’t positive he would be able handle others with the same “interests” – all in the same place – AT THE SAME TIME. BUT – as always – he was trooper and ended up really enjoying himself. I love when he leaves his comfort-zone. 🙂
One of the best things about tutoring (I think) – in addition to really spend quality time with kids I love – is the delicious food that comes with it. I’ve posted before about the delicious treats that I get – as an added extra perk to tutoring. One of my most recent rewards (except for the delicious, delicious fried rice compliments of Mrs. Woo and Mrs. Eng) were these AWESOME cucumbers. I haven’t grown cucumbers in a few years because my vine veggies just haven’t been doing too well – and I gave up. Since I had such a banner year with my squash this summer – I think I just may go back to Cubies (as Nick and I call them) next year. But for now – I will more than happily take delicious and fresh produce from awesome families. So, with a nice quantity of cucumbers in my produce basket and a love of German cooking (my great-great grandmother was from Bavaria) – I figured I would whip up another one of Nick’s favorites. Cucumber Salad.