Adventure with pasta

Low on food tonight? Opening your cabinets to find pastas without sauce, rice without veggies, or breads lacking meat?

Yep that’s where I was tonight. My 7 yr old was complaining he is hungry, after just eating an orange, and trying to get out of cleaning and writing punishments he incurred over just the last 24 hrs. So I walked into my kitchen before I realized I had yet to go to the store. Opened my cabinets and sighed.

I roamed through the pantry waiting for a fully prepared box meal to jump out at me and scream “Cook me, I’m easy!” Yeah…never happened.

What can I cook??

I did find a partial bag of spaghetti, half a stick of butter, and a few garlic cloves. Have you ever eaten the garlic and olive oil box of PastaRoni? Except I am using butter instead of the oil (cause I am really low on oil). Then adding a few final touches that scream to my family “Aaahhhh, mom is adventuring with foods again”. They love me though right.

So I started by melting myself a few tablespoons of butter and added the garlic for sauteeing. Sprinkled that with salt and pepper before the garlic turned brown. Then poured that sauce over the cooked and drained noodles.

Top that with some parmesan and mozzarella cheese and a bit of parsley right before the fish fillets came out of the oven. Nothing fancy here, Gordon’s beer battered fillets straight from the freezer section.

Kid’s view

My eldest loved the pasta, although I might try adding some milk next time for a more creamy sauce. The fish gets sprinkled with lemon pepper to make it look and taste good. My youngest loves fish, but both the kids “must” have lemon on their fish. Like without the lemon the fish won’t be good. Give Gordon a break he has to catch a lot of fish to keep people fed!

We didn’t have any fresh lemons tonight so that’s why the lemon pepper. Eldest said he liked it better than the juice…he’s weird. I need lots of lemon juice, mostly cause I just like lemon.

Main takeaway

Don’t get discouraged if your pantries are looking empty. Try something new with what you do have rather than worrying about what you don’t have. Begin an adventure with pasta. You can turn it into so many things and use almost any ingredients. Taste it as your cooking and enjoy the ride.

I am going to be doing a lot more experiments with food when we move into the RV. Space will be tight and my family of four really enjoys food.

Wonder if I can get the fiance to do some of the cooking on the road to sabe my sanity?

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The questions are Endless

Walking away from the city. Ok, not walking but definitely driving. In the right lane, so slow, creeping toward a future I want with my kids and SO. We have decided to become full time RVer’s. Do you want to keep wishing you could travel, or keep wishing you could do better in terms of family time? This is what I kept asking myself.

Research. Tons of research. This is the stage I am in now.

  • How would we survive with classy amenities?
  • Where do we go?
  • What is our source of income?
  • How do I keep the kids entertained while driving?
  • Where do I put all the stuff I have accumulated over my 28 years of existence?
  • Will my kids be able to socialize while on the road?
  • Are we going to be lonely without family right next to us?

The list goes on and on. I have only answered a few of these questions and am currently working on answering all the rest.

One thing I am going to do is keep up with my blog as credit to my writing style, voice, and opinion. I want to be a writer. I want to publish all these ideas in my head and have people build relationships with me through my writing. And it will be a good source of income. I will be documenting my families approach to Rving and the life we will leave behind.

For those that don’t know, I am currently a paraprofessional at a school as the ISS teacher. My two kids are (boy)7 and (girl)3. My fiancĂ© works at a retail store. Yes this sounds like you…ya know broke :). So how are we going to make this huge change? I have no idea yet!

I hope you will join me on my journey of living my life the way I want.

 

New Year, New Beginings

Not every year we are grateful for new beginings. We see the new year as a time for the continuation of bills, more money for back to school supplies, stress over filing taxes and the cold weather we recieve finally here in Texas. However, my grateful attitude towards the end of last year followed by my enthusiasum to continue working towards my goals has given me many blessings.

I have begun a new job working with children others have deemed bad or angry and finding new ways to work with them to achieve a heightened sense of self awareness and coping skills to handle those times we all get frustrated. I have a great many goals and wishes I want to come true this year and will continue working on them.

People ask me how I do this. How do I have the energy to keep moving every single day? This is just how I wake up. This is who I want to be and this is who I am always pushing to be. People wanted my enthusiasum in their classrooms when I was a sub. They wanted and needed someone with the ability to keep up with the younger kids, and someone young enough to bond with the older kids. I never came to school with a frown, I never showed my frustration with my students, unless it was absolutely warranted. And even then it was not a yelling match as I have seen other faculty members engage in with their students.

 

Try starting everyday with a smile and good attitude and keep people around you who will keep your mind in a positive attitude. I have a wonderful boyfriend who reminds me to be grateful for things I recieve and supports me in decisions I make. He is always there and wants to talk when I am upset even if I dont want to. I know he is there for me and I wouldnt trade him or my kids for anything. They keep me happy, which helps me to achieve my dreams.

 

Try it 🙂

 

 

Continuity.

The things we do each day, the way we fill our time, the steps we take to accomplish a task, all of these are repeated on a daily basis. It is once said that routine makes us happy. However, they fail to tell us that we must have the right routine or the happiness will fade. If my routine was to buy drugs every week and crack out while my kids played around the house, never cleaned, and yelled at them for things beyond their control, I don’t think any happiness could survive in that way. So, we change.

My routine normally involves a few choice addictions such as my coffee and Facebook in the morning. However, I start noticing times where I seem to be always distracted with my phone and other objects and not distracted enough by my kids. I feel like a horrible mother after realizing we did nothing productive and I may have even ignored my children. So, we change.

How many times have you told yourself you are going to change and then never remember to do so later? I’m going to be calmer. I am going to be patient. I’m going to be better at yoga. Whatever it is, we only stick with it for 3-5 days before it is back to our same way. So, we change.

Using our phones as alarms to remind us of the things we need to do or remember each way is a fantastic idea. You can use your premade alarms and add descriptions to them telling your self to be calmer and more patient. Set alarms telling yourself to put the phone down and enjoy your children. Set screen time limits for yourself as well as your children. Set reminders to make them play outside.

Whatever you need you can do by allowing yourself to use resources to make changes and continuity with your life easier. Maybe routine does make us happy, we wont know until we actually have routines. So, we change.

 

MEMORIAL Day.

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Lots of people are outside right now grilling and partying with family, I am not excluded in this. However, I do believe we have lost sight of the significance this day. It is not a day to honor hero’s, it is not a day to thank of men and women for their service. It is a day of remembrance. It is a day to reflect on those who have passed and the reasons they did so. For many people this can be a hard time. The sweet elder next door whos husband passed away during a senseless war. She sits alone every day because he is no longer here. She watches as over time everything her husband was fighting for is taken for granted. The beautiful couple next door with their picturesque life. They are grieving the loss of parents who died in a war with showers of promises to return home from their superiors. The single mother next door whos baby has never gotten to feel his fathers touch because he was lost in a war and considered MIA. Never knowing whether he is dead or alive. These people are the ones we should be celebrating. Bringing a day of joy to their lives and smiles on their faces is the only thing we can do to numb the pain of loss. Even if for only a moment. Have your parties and drinks and good food, just don’t forget to invite those others who truly need a day out. Please remember to love your neighbor and your life!

What a night!

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Bowling for soup played last night and it was the first time I saw a performance I actually wanted to see. Sure I have been to a few shows, but they were things I went to mostly to appease friends and such, not really something I wanted. I have much more fun when I am doing things I enjoy and that is what my blog is about. Finding the things in life that you love because no one else is going to do it for you. You need to make YOURSELF happy before you can be happy with other people. Right now I am dating my sons father, and yes he can make me happy, but I am not relying on that to get me through the day. We are still in the very early stages, so there is a lot of separation where we do our own thing. People asked me last night why I didn’t invite him, and honestly, because I was going with my friends, not his friends, not our family, Just me and my friends. It is ok to have separate adventures from the people you are with.

I love doing things, whether spontaneous or planned as long as it feels good and right then I am going to do it if I have the means. Last nights concert was free!!! How much better can you get?? Free concert with one of my favorite bands from high school, still rocking it on stage. It was a very blessed night and frustrating as my baby kept wanting to run away from the stage area, and the other kids we were with kept spilling on the drinks , and not on us, but other people :(.

Sorry to those people whom my baby and friend spilled drinks on.

To better put it, I was happy. I did not need a giant group of people, I did not need a man, I did not even need all of my kids. Find the things away from your family that make you happy and do it!. Don’t sit here reading this blog, get up and get out. Face life and live how you want. LOVE YOUR LIFE.

Sharing Spirituality

Just a rant about teaching spirituality rather than religion. spiritualpath

Sharing spirituality is different than preaching religion. In a way, I want to give my kids the tools they need to guide themselves down their own path to discover who they are and what they believe. I’ve seen many post discussing the ways in which we are obligated to teach our children exactly what we believe because if we believe it then me must know without a doubt that it is the one true way and so we could not tolerate our children becoming beholden to other or “false” beliefs.

This just isn’t the way for me, because my own spiritual direction is not defined by normal parameters. I use the term “pagan” in company with other people but it is soo much more than that. I believe that we are each part of this vast world and we are connected by threads that attach to each event, word, and relation that steers our lives. I see connections as they are being made, not after. In my belief we are all practicing one religion that got screwed around the more people tried to spread it. (You know that game telephone, a rumor goes around the room and by the time it gets back to the person it is a completely different and usually funny or more rude version of the one that was given).

I want my children to follow their hearts not what I have drilled into their brains. Teach morals like compassion and respect, love and empathy. Show your children that being kind to the earth is the best way to protect it. Show them how we can love each other even with our differences. Throw a block party every other week or so, not just for big holidays. Have dinners with your surrounding neighbors to encourage community and conversation.

Any activities using my spirituality as a basis becomes just a lesson in creativity and imagination for my children. My son has learned about recycling and repurposing to reduce trash, but he really thinks about ways in which he can make the item better. He understands emotions from cool fire rituals we do together. And he understands his own body better due to meditations and some yoga. All of these are only tools to help him understand his self and the world around him without forcing beliefs on him.

My gods and goddess come mostly from the inner self but I do use Egyptian pantheons from time to time to give names to some emotions or wants. And hopefully soon I can help my son reach inside himself to talk to his god. Who knows if he will start feeling comfortable in a church or a mosque, as long as he feels comfortable expressing himself and sharing love with his family and neighbors, then I will know that I have done a good job.

Daily prompt – epitome

Prompt – Epitome

“Shut your mouth!” ….. “Why are you arguing with an adult?”

When I turned around, I knew she was the epitome of what was wrong with children and their teachers in these newer generations. This woman, who choose to serve her community by teaching children, was standing there screaming at him, while he had barely made an audible whisper.

Ok, I get it he was jumping in the hall, could have hurt someone including himself, but why are we screaming? We know nothing else to get the attention of thirteen year olds so we resort to the loudest machine possible on our bodies. There was no polite redirection first, no calling the student by name and showing them that you respect them enough to learn their name so he should respect you enough to at least turn around and listen. Just irate babbling from a supposed adult who was twenty five years older, at the very least, from this child. I was shocked and mortified. If we can not show calmness and strength how are we supposed to teach it to these children, and why are their parents not teaching it to them first. Schools care so much about testing and separating scores based on race rather than intelligence, that everyone overlooks the students and groups them only in categories, of going to pass and never going to pass students.

We need to re organize the way we approach students and our children so we can finally come together and have the ability to teach students rather than corralling them and just waiting for the bell to ring at 4.

You make me (part 1)

You make me laugh, you make me cry, you make me smile and sometimes I sigh. I never knew what life was like until I didn’t have you by my side. My Words are broken and sentences slurred, my goals were shattered and life a blur. I fought through the storm and out I came, to be one with you in love and name.