Anger

Gosh, is it that time of the month already? The time when anger explodes out of me before I even realise I'm angry. When the look on my little girl's face is what makes me notice I'm shouting. Sigh. Better take some magnesium...

A community cafe

The wonderful (and aptly named) Joy whom I consider to be very definitely a part of my tribe despite having seen her less than biannually in the last 15 years is working hard to get a brilliant idea of hers off the ground.
You can check it out here:
http://background-joy.blogspot.com/

Photo-free

There's lots to share but I find it so much easier to have a photo or two to start the flow of words. Unfortunately the black hole in our house seems to have swallowed the camera battery charger. Then of course there's the whole ongoing mobile phone saga too, so not even any mobile photos to share. Sigh. Oh well.
In case you were interested - child the larger is currently covering the loungeroom with an elaborate wooden train set construction. Including a road next to the train tracks like the GWH here in the mountains.
The small one just fell asleep in the "other" meitai.
Grass-fed beef with black bean and red wine (and lots of garlic for our colds) stew is in the oven. Two loaves of sourdough were removed from said oven (not by me) shortly before the stew went in. Cottage cheese is draining (again not my work) and we are planning on going to Juggling Jam tonight.

No pot roast

Well, at least not yesterday. It's in the oven today. Somehow I doubt A's fever was teeth related since he came out in an awful rash. We thought it might be chicken pox but to me it looks more like excema. Sigh, who knows. We haven't been off to the doc because (apart from that one hour of fever on Monday night) he has been perfectly happy and hasn't seemed sick at all.
Of course, along with a sick baby what do I always get? Mastitis. Ugh! Yesterday I was feverish and out of it all day. Hence no pot roast. I think I did well just keep the fire going and give M some pasta for dinner. Today is better but still sore and low on energy.

Real Food, Real Kitchen, Real Parenting

Inspired by Calamity Jane's post on "real kitchens". Here is my kitchen after an afternoon of cooking with two small children in tow. Lasagne, beef and lentil stew and chicken stock if I remember correctly, plus assorted snacks for the larger child and myself.


And after an hour (yes, an hour) of cleaning...

Quinoa soup?

In an attempt to move away from the excesses of the solstice period I made a menu plan today. Tonight's fare is Peruvian Quinoa Soup. I'm not sure it'll be a hit.

Blood Sugar and Bleeding

PMS schmee m s. It's all about what I eat. Here we are, eight days before I'm due to bleed and I find myself getting unreasonably cranky with Meri. Hang on, I haven't eaten anything for a couple of hours and no protein for ages. Quick, make an emergency tuna sandwich and, just like magic, ten minutes later I can't imagine why I would ever get cross with her.
Just a quick post, off to take a magnesium supplement in case that makes a difference too!

Cranky

I need a magnesium alarm. A little device that sits in the corner of the hallway counting how many times a minute I walk past. More than five & it moves to frustration. More than ten and it starts to beep with a little red sign flashing "Take Magnesium Now!!".
It would save poor little Meri Erde a lot of heartache.
Cranky Mama!