October 19th, 2009

Really, this *is* my life



So, I was sitting in the living room and I said, “It sure is nice that Ada and Jay are playing so well together.” Would you like to guess how many cotton swabs were in the dresser drawers? They both got to help pick this mess up. Then I had them do the same with all the items they dragged into the living room. I was impressed by the job they did until I went downstairs to put the bagels in the extra fridge for the night. Apparently “clean up the living room” to Jay means “throw everything down the stairs.” I felt like I was maneuvering through an elaborate booby trap, hoping that the worst would just be me dropping the container of bagels. Ada cleaned that up today-most of it. She did great considering I didn’t have to ask her, she just did it. That is a rarity. I guess if I want them to put their things away, I just need to throw it down the stairs.

Jay is still sick, running a fever consistently around 102. He’s been sleeping off and on, whining and crying. He finally ate a little in the evening, asking for popcorn. Mac rummaged for the microwave variety. I told him that we had regular popcorn in the pantry. He claims that the last time he tried to pop it on a stove, he started a fire. I gladly popped some on a empty burner while I was making dinner.

Dinner tonight was a pumpkin with shrimp bisque. Seafood dishes keep you on track when making meals. You pretty much need to cook it as soon as you get it. I made a stock using the shells and the occasional tail tip that came from the shrimp. My next pumpkin dish is going to be a pumpkin and sage ravioli with a brown butter sauce–a pretty typical combo. I’m also going to try a lentil, roasted pumpkin and goat cheese salad and a pumpkin spice bagel. Ada thinks I’m silly because they sing The Pumpkin on the Vine at school, and it clearly says that mother bakes pumpkin pie and not soup. Pumpkin pie isn’t bad, but we will get our fill of the traditional pie for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Unless I think of something unique to do, I’m passing on the pie. I do love my orange spice pumpkin bread recipe though. I’d gladly do quick bread. Or cheesecake. Or a pumpkin dump cake, which is OMG, really rich and really yummy. I’m not going to head out to Shaake’s again, but luckily Hy-Vee has Shaake pumpkins. That’s one reason I like that store. They carry local and regional food.

He’s Baaaaack



Jay fell asleep last night a little before 1:00am. He only woke up twice crying, so for the most part, I got almost 6 hours of sleep! That’s much better than the 1.5 hours of sleep that I got in about 20 minute intervals.

He still had an over 102 fever last around 10:30. He was overdue a couple of hours for another dose of Tylenol. About an hour later, it was down to 100 and I was able to get him to drink some juice and share a bagel. Then he lay* on the floor babbling. I was pretty sure he was delirious. All of the sudden, he was quite. I looked over at him, and he was asleep. I gave him a quick feel on the forehead, and he was cold. Awesome. I covered him and slept beside him. His temperature this morning was 98.5. I was sitting in my room, and he came in, peeked around the door, turned off the light, and ran off. A bit later, he came back in and said, “Goodnight!” and shut the door. I went out about 15 minutes later and he had the entire contents of my purse spread on the living room floor.

So yeah, Jay feels fine.


Nevermind, false alarm



Jay started acting grumpy, telling everybody to go away and throwing his shoes and sunglasses out the window at the gas station. Then at home, he was glued to my side and wanted to be carried everywhere. He was leaning against me in the chair when I reached over and felt his hot forehead. He gives off a lot of heat at times when his temp is normal, so I took it to confirm. His temp is 101.2. Drats. I gave him more Tylenol and called to let pre-school know he will not be there tomorrow, and I canceled for Wednesday as well. I’ll judge how he does on Wednesday to see if he can go on Thursday.

He asleep on the floor. I don’t make him get on the floor, but for some reason he doesn’t want on either sofa. He insists on the floor. If he’s comfy, why not.

What’s Cooking Monday



Tonight’s meal is sort of a mish-mash of things. I have leftover ginger applesauce that I made while back that needs to be eaten. I’m going to cook a whole chicken on the grill because the weather is beautiful for grilling. I’m doing beer can chicken, except with soda because I only have bottled beer. The taste of the beer is never reflected in the meat when I cook this, but the moisture keeps the meat juicy. I was amazed the first time I did it. I think I have Diet Coke in the house from some function we had. If not, there is one Dr Pepper. I put the chicken in a brine with liquid smoke and Turkish seasoning. Then I let it air dry for awhile in the fridge. I oil it up, rub it all over with more Turkish seasoning and pop it on the grill. I turn the burner underneath the chicken off, but leave the side ones on high. The entire chicken cooks in about 40 minutes. It’s about 500-600 inside the grill when it cooks. Then I’m going to saute some late season corn with butter, salt, pepper, shallots and bacon. So, it doesn’t really all gel together, but whatever. All three are good.

I have two more pumpkins in the oven roasting now. I love roasting the seeds with just salt and pepper, but for these seeds, I’m going to try the three way. I have four more pumpkins, so if I don’t like any of these it’s no loss. I have lots of seeds. Plus I have one very large carving pumpkin. Lots and lots of seeds. I had Ada stick her hand in one of the pumpkins. She did surprisingly good, hesitant at first but warmed up to full on squishing of pumpkin innards. She took four of the seeds and planted them somewhere in the back yard, probably in the same place she planted the dried blueberries, almonds and basil leaves*.

*I also caught her transplanting my entire basil plant. I couldn’t believe it. Since it was the end of the season and soon to die in the frost, I just let her carry on. She them transplanted it back to my herb container, and it didn’t die. There you go, Raintree at work**.

**They have gardens at Raintree, so part of their “recess” is planting and taking care of flowers. They also have a nice relaxing waterfall. And a pond with paddle boats. I love this school.