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A Keeper

Yesterday while I taught 1st grade at a Catholic school

(best points in my day:  going to church and saying “boys!  Don’t zombie walk to mass!” and when telling kids to draw a cross on their religion paper having one ask me “can I draw Jesus on the cross? ”  Sure, you can draw a dying Jesus if you really want buddy.)

My husband was doing some presentations in town, rather than working in So-lame like normal.   Between them he was home, which meant when I got home from work I had a smiling husband on the couch and these in the fridge
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St Cupcake?  Yes please!

There were big tops (chocolate chip with cream cheese frosting), peanut butter with fudge on top and pumpkin spice.

And a scarecrow.  Which amused me to no end.
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You don’t wanna know how much extra the scarecrow cost.  Focus on the cute.

And because a half dozen cupcakes aren’t enough there was also this
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A pumpkin whoopie pie!  From Baker & Spice.

That’s right, TWO bakeries. The man is a keeper friends.

Especially since he’s not so into pumpkin.  So I didn’t have to share two of the cupcakes or the whoopie pie!

In also good news, I booked today’s sub job yesterday afternoon, so I already had a lunch packed this morning
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Carrots and hummus, peanut butter yogurt (greek yogurt + TJ’s peanut flour) with cereal to go on top, and a banana.

And even better, presentations mean he had a state car, so this morning rather than having to go drive him out to his vanpool I get to sit here with this
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(a pumpkin pancake + trader joe’s pumpkin cream cheese + maple syrup)

rather than spending a full hour in the car this morning!

It’s a good day.

I’ve got a good husband.

What’s good in your day?

(I’m gearing up for today’s kinders.  ALL POSITIVE ALL THE TIME YO!!!)

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Wedding Weekend, Take 1

Thanks for all the love everyone!  You’re all amazing 🙂

Before we could actually get married, we had to, you know, practice

Some of us were skeptical about the whole affair

Some of us were a little unclear on what our job was

(see how happy he looks with the baskets?  he was quite bummed they weren’t really for him)

Some of us took our jobs VERY seriously

Some of us made this face after having one flower girl reach up her dress while saying “Kalin, let’s go sit down!” And the other one trying to stake their territory by smacking my leg and saying “Me Auntie!  ME Auntie” to anyone who got to close

(That’s a face that says “this is funny.  But I’m glad it’s rehearsa-oh god, she’s taking her shoes off now”)

But we got through all of it

And then it was back to my family’s house for dinner

Some of us hit the bar

There was a time when my parent’s house had a living room.  Now, we have a bar.  That’s a home improvement I can get behind.

We had dinner (salmon + steak.  Heck yes)

And them some of us did work

(Cupcakes made by my oldest brother, and decorated by Baby Brother, with some help from my cousins and Callie)

Some of us sat pretty

And some of us got really really sober

Some of us made good choices

(in Baby Brother’s hand is the boot, a relic from my husband and his friend’s college days.  It’s a cowboy boot shot glass with the University of Oklahoma logo on it.  Full of monarch tequila.  Good choice Baby Brother, good choice. )

And somewhere in there, some of us did this

That friends, is a party pig.  It holds 8.5 liters of beer. Which is about 18 pints.  It is empty now.  Whoops.

So, there was my rehearsal dinner.

(Except for the part where I was woken up at 2 am by my husband and his groomsmen in what Baby Brother swears was a “legitimate sandwich making accident.”

Let’s not talk about that)

So in the spirit of the less than stellar choices involved by some *cough, baby brother, cough* what’s a poor choice you’ve made lately?

I’ll start:  I let the kitten sleep in our bed the other night (she normally doesn’t.)  Cue me getting woken up ALL darn night by my sweet little Takeout wanting to knead me, groom me, and play with me.  Goodness.

…rounds up to dead

Thanks for all the birthday wishes!

I’m now 25.  25 rounds up to 50.  And 50?

well…

it rounds up to dead.

I’m buying wrinkle cream tonight.

I got woken up on my birthday with these pretty flowers
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Plus cupcakes
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And diamonds.  In the form of earrings.

The fiance?  He’s a keeper.

The fiance offered to make me breakfast, but since we leave earrrrrly to take him to work (and his offer was for scrambled eggs… which are def not my favorite) I waited and made myself a birthday breakfast
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Chocolate chip pancakes + strawberries + whipped cream + syrup = dessert.  But it’s ok because it was my birthday.  And I round up to dead anyways…

In the afternoon I made an amazing discovery
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That is wine.

At a nail salon.

I love anywhere and everywhere that gives out free drinks.

I used to go to a waxing place that gave out free wine, but that makes sense since a glass of wine always makes me more willing to take my pants off in front of strangers…

anyways….

The fiance and I went out for dinner at a place called Tabla.  They have a 3 course fixed price menu.  I adore fixed price menus as it means you HAVE to order multiple things.

I started with seared ricotta and nettle gnudi, with wild mushrooms
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True story:  I won’t eat cheese on its own much.  But if you fry it so it’s crispy I wanna have its babies.

Then I had pasta with pork sugo
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They make their own pasta I think.  It was amazzzing.  Not huge portions, sadly, as I could shove a lot of carbohydrates in my face given the chance.

Then I had farrotto primavera, which is farro (a grain) cooked risotto style.
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It had asparagus and chevre.  Mmm. Carbs and cheese were clearly the theme of the night.

You could do a wine pairing with each course.

I clearly did.

The I came home and decided this was a good choice.
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Also a good choice?

Taking advil before bed.  I’m getting too old to drink like this….

Negative Six Months

Thanks for the anniversary love!

Six months from today we’re getting married!  Crazy!

I’ve been kinda MIA lately… but here’s some of what my tummy has been enjoying…

Friday’s dinner was split pea soup
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I burned lovingly blackened some ham on top for a little crunch.

I also lovingly blacked the fiance’s grilled cheese.  Whoops.

I kept it simple with just some spelt toast on the side
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Saturday we sat down to a real breakfast
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As you can see, I’m all about the lovingly blackened ham.  (I really am, no joke.)

Plus basically scalloped potatoes.  But made with hash browns.  So it was breakfast food.

Last night we had some terkyaki turkey, plus veggies and rice
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I ended up ignoring the turkey and just going to town on the veggies.

And then I made probably one of the greatest things EVAHHH
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Right now you’re going “ok Kalin, you made a cupcake.  So what?”
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It’s a cupcake THE SIZE OF MY HEAD

A cupcake the size of my head WITH cream cheese frosting and edible gold sugar on top.

My life is pretty much complete now.

2 years

Last night was me and the fiance’s 2 year anniversary.

If you’ve been reading for awhile you know he and I met as roommates when I first moved to Portland.

Two years ago we gave up trying to not date and went out for dinner.

Last year on our anniversary he was super sick.

This year he was only a little sick.

Commitment is making him less ill as time goes on I guess?

We went to Three Square Grill for dinner.  It’s really close to our house, so that dinner wasn’t too crazy for sick face.  We’d been there for brunch before, but not dinner.  We were amazed at how packed it was, but they were just in the paper… (The fiance, btw, had never heard of Matzo ball soup before last night… I think I should’ve explained before we ordered, because he seemed a little sad once he heard what it was and realized what he was missing out on).

We started with bread and buttahhh

And wine.  Shocking, right?

And then we got the most insane amazing appetizer EVAH

(Terrible picture, but we were excited to eat!)

Hush puppies, fried okra, and fried house made pickles with jalepeno jelly (that I think was also house made).  Good.  Freakin.  Lord.  Amazinnnng.

(Also, fun note; I student taught in the neighborhood we live in now.  While we were eating one of my students from last year came in with his family and sat next to us.  Which was was awesome just in and of itself.  Then he got a pickle and his dad said they were homemade.  The little boys eyes got HUGE and he asked “homemade?!” before taking a giant bite.  I think he was more excited about the pickle than anything else on his plate)

We shared two entrees; Grilled salmon with aoli, crispy leeks, and hoppin’ johns (delicious black eyed pea thangs)

And a cassoulet (which is a bean stew sorta thang) with duck sausage, beef, and pork

I ended up eating most of the salmon, and the fiance ate the cassoulet.  Both were fantastic.

And because he loves me (and didn’t realize Food Front sold flowers) the fiance had some dessert from Baker & Spice at home for us

Flourless chocolate cake, a vanilla cupcake with raspberry buttercream, and a whoopie pie.

What can I say?  There’s a reason I’ve kept him around the past two years…

What I Have Planned

Thanks for all the wedding feedback!

I’m glad you guys liked my venue-I didn’t mention that in addition to being pretty, and in the park, it has two more bonuses:  it’s seriously a fifth of the price of some other venues, AND it’s right next to a hotel (where we’ve booked a block of rooms) so that our guests can *ahem* reallllly enjoy themselves.

I had decided after we booked a venue that I would ignore all the other planning until after Christmas.  Which means now it’s go time!

At the bridal show I found a place that has a great deal on veils, so once I have a dress, I’m going to them (we’re talking, cheaper than you could make a veil sorta prices)

So that’s one (little) thing that gets a checkmark.

There are like two big catering places in my hometown… So really I may just flip a coin there.  We’ve got some vegetarians, so I wanna make sure that we have meals they can enjoy.  That’s as much thought as I’ve given to food.

Cake on the other hand, I’m torn… Cupcakes make me happy.  I got proposed to with cupcakes.  There are few things that make me happier than a mini cupcake with cream cheese frosting.  But there are some prettttty cakes.  Cakes Be We had some pretty ones-I love the scroll-y designs

And another vendor (I have their card, but I forget the name…) had these pretty ones with the drape-y fondant

Can I have cupcakes AND cake?

Maybe instead of dinner?  I’d rather plan cake.

The biggest thing I’m worried about is the dress.  I want a dress that isn’t sleeveless (those are not so cute on me… and I’m kinda, you know, lacking large enough assets to hold one up well too).  And I really like lace overlays.  Turns out those requirements eliminate like 98% of dresses.  This one is kinda what I’d like

It’s from David’s Bridal.  I’m worried if I try it on I’ll hate it and be sad.

We have no colors yet.  And it’s kinda my fault.  See, my dad wore a suit, not a tux, at his wedding.  And I told my fiance that.  Which made him realize he could get a new suit for our wedding.  It makes him happy, so I’m down for it.  But then he and his groomsmen decided they want some sweet J Crew ties

But they’ve not had “good colors” lately I’ve been told, so now they’re emailing each other some Brooks Brothers ones.

No joke, they email each other pictures of ties.

When they manage to pick a tie we’ll have some colors (I’m doing bridesmaids in black, flower girls in white, so that part was easssssy).

And our first dance is going to be to this

Married folks-what was your first dance?  And non married people, do you have one picked out?  We had a long long joke about this being our first dance

And now that I’ve said that Baby Brother is going to play this song at my wedding.

Zucchini Bread of Not-Doom

So I’ve never made zucchini bread before (I think we just ate the zucchini growing up?) and when I started looking at recipes I was kinda freaked out.  In my head zucchini bread has vegetables, it should be good for you.  Um.  2 cups of sugar, 1 cup of oil, and while flour?  Yikes.

So I made up my own recipe, that will hopefully kill me a little less.  It’s got half the calories and a fifth of the fat (cause, there was enough fat to cut 80% out!), and over 3 times the fiber.

My big substitutions were:  yogurt for oil, cutting down sugar and replacing some with agave, using flax instead of eggs, and whole wheat pastry flour instead of white.  I’ve written the whole recipe here… Basically…

Flax egg:  1 part flax: 3 parts water. I let this sit while I mixed the rest of the stuff up.

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Everything except flax egg, zucchini, and nuts in a bowl.  It was really stiff when I mixed it, just a warning.

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I added in the “egg” and stirred, then the zucchini and the nuts.

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Ready to go!  (I have some kinda super large bread pans, so I did one big pan and one baby one).

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DSCN2861And it totally tastes good!  Yay for successful recipe tweaking!

I threw together a grilled cheese sammi and some cantaloupe (Does anyone else have a terrible time trying to spell cantaloupe?  Or do I just have issues?)

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and then went to work on the fiance’s zucchini baking.  He said if I made him cupcakes he’d eat them.  So, cupcakes it is.

They’re baked, and full of chocolate chips.  Just need to make frosting.  (I did switch out wheat flour for white and yogurt for oil, so these aren’t too terrible, just sugary).

DSCN2864Chocolate has antioxidants, and frosting has…. um…. delicious sugar.  So they’ll totally be good for him.

Have you ever been surprised at just how caloric a healthy sounding food was?  Last time I felt like this was the day I discovered the croissant with bacon and avocado at Red Robin had fewer calories than their chicken Caesar wrap. That was a beautiful day, because now when I go there I can have bacon and croissant without feeling bad.

ps-never look up the nutrition info on Clucks and Fries at Red Robin and ponder just how many times you ate that in high school.  Just don’t do it.