Mom, the invisible servant

Something interesting, and most likely quite unintentional, happened to me on Friday night. And it made me realize there is something really, really wrong with me.

But not in the way that you may think. This is actually a positive message I have received, one that will change my perspective (and actions) slightly in order to improve my state of mind somewhat. Continue reading

It’s too cold to move, so I just eat

This cold snap is making me eat. Because of the cold I drive the kids to and from school. I miss walking…

(Picture: Thick layer of ice on the screen door. Can’t even see outside.)

033We don’t have the dog, either, on our designated dog sitting day, because I have to be around for basement work that is supposed to be happening (but hasn’t, yet). (Insurance, helllllooooo??? You said you would call us with the quote…).

Our walks to and from school always take longer with the kids because they, not unlike dogs, do not walk a straight line between A and B (where A is home and B is school). They have to stop to inspect stuff, bend down to look under stuff, climb stuff, walk back to pick up stuff, pet stuff, collect stuff, fight a little, skip and jump. And that is A-OKAY with  me.

(Picture: Lake Ontario with a snow squall over on the USA side, and ‘warm’ water rising in the frigid air above.)


Except, now, I just sit. I sit in the car, I sit at home. I sit and sit and sit.

And I eat.

Chocolate from Christmas.
Bacon sandwiches without mayo because we are out of mayo.
Moose salami.
Cheese and crackers.
Marinated olives. YUM.

And a gazillion other snacks, meals and everything in between.

I can feel my waist expanding, but I’m wearing loose clothing right now because I have to wear long johns. Even the 5 minutes I stand outside waiting for the Kindergarteners to come out is unpleasant without proper clothing to keep me from freezing to death.

The tights, long-johns and loose fleece pants I wear do not help me recognize my expanding waist. But I know it’s happening….I can see it. In the shower. In the mirror.


It’s cold out there…all I want to do is sit some more, have some tea, and “pass the pastry, please, my way”.

What’s to eat mom – planning for the week ahead

I have decided to try my hand at weekly meal planning. In order to determine whether this is a viable option for me, and whether this is something that will actually help, rather than irritate and slow me down, I decided to jot down my thoughts on meal planning he

First impressions: the good and the bad Continue reading

Imperfect fruit

For reasons beyond my understanding the 4 year old decided to follow her brother’s picky attitude when it comes to imperfect looking fruit or vegetables.

And these are kids that harvest food from soil and trees in their own backyard. Kids whose mother, and grandmother, are avid gardeners. Kids who understand about factory-produced fruit (to degrees) or those that grow wild in the forest (like blueberries, for example).

But the fuss, the noise, the complaints about the little brown spots taste different…it’s unreal.

And I have reached my limit.

It’s not like I give her a half-rotten banana. I even go so far to cut out the soft brown spot on an apple that is clearly bruised, since I too don’t like that part of the fruit. I go to the trouble of drizzling lemon juice on a cut piece of fruit to prevent it from browning too quickly, and wash meticulously each and every washable eatable item I can, not just to remove the dirt and grit that naturally clings to ‘real’ or ‘whole’ food, but also to reduce the possible chemicals the item may have been dowsed with.

(Yes, I choose organic occasionally, but I’m not always in a position of picking only organic produce…best produce to eat is home-grown, we all know that, but this is Canada in January. I think most of us are in a similar situation.)

Having said all that, I bought some pears today. They had a few spots on them, but that was part of the skin, not a bruise. TRUST ME, I checked. I spent extra time picking out only the best looking pears for my precious offspring…(drip drip drip the sarcasm here).

Fast forward to lunch. We came home with a little surprise for her to have while watching some dvd she chose at the library. A chocolate croissant from our favorite organic, hand-crafted bakery down the street. But first, she had to eat her lunch. And she picked some pear to go with her sandwich…

Long story short, there was a lot of noise about the brown spots on the pear, and a temper tantrum reminiscent of the toddler years. The croissant remained on the counter instead of on her pink plate and she was not pleased.

[An hour later she managed to eat two of the four slices and announced that she no longer has a craving for croissant after all…and that she won’t be eating either the slices of pear or the croissant. But knowing that girl of mine, I am sure there will be many versions, explanations and negotiations about this particular subject before the day has ended.]



I’m trying something disasterous over on this page. I’m spending so much time running back and forth to this laptop it’s starting to wear on my nerves.

I think I might quit soon….and it’s only been 3 hours…

Edited to add: it’s now WAY beyond 3 hours and I can’t believe myself…is it always like this? Yikes!

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Hobbit mealtimes

Recipes from Javaline that will help you in a pinch:

Tolkien describes the hobbit mealtimes like this:

Hobbits eat at least seven meals known as breakfast, second breakfast, elevenses, luncheon, afternoon tea, dinner and supper.

Does this mean that our little Sonja Bee is a hobbit?

Try these recipes:

Foodie Fridays – Lentils

Lentils are so versatile, tasty and easy to prepare, it’s a wonder people aren’t talking about, or eating them more.

I didn’t always think this way though. My mom cooked lentils occasionally and mixed them with rice, which I found to be a rather bland meal. Later on, in adulthood, I found out that this type of meal was quite common in various parts of the world, partly because lentils are an almost-complete protein and can therefore replace meat. They lack only one protein, methionine. Adding grains, eggs, nuts, seeds, meat or dairy products to the lentils will make it a complete protein.

Lentils are also high in folic acid, something us pregnant and lactating mommies can appreciate. Then there’s the iron. If you add vitamin C rich foods into the salad, it will help absorb the iron better into your system. So chop up some tomatos or peppers, it’ll make your salad colourful and nutritious. 

There are many varieties of lentils, but I mostly use the green or brown ones because they retain their shape when used in salads. Salads like this one I made recently:


What’s missing in this winter salad is the fresh herbs I add when making similar salads during summer. But don’t let the picture fool you; this is only one of many different kinds of variations. All you have to do is open your fridge and snip, chop, slice or cut whatever you happen to have on hand into a bowl. Mix it up with the lentils and some funky salad dressing, and there you have a nice, nutritious, high-protein and probably fairly low-calorie lunch.


For dressings, I usually find that less is more. Some sea salt, a bit of balsamic vinegar, olive oil and maybe some dried savoury or black pepper, and there you have it. When I use red or white onion, I sometimes mix a bit of maple syrup into the dressing. During the summer, I like using fresh herbs like chives, summer savoury, parsley or coriander, and sometimes I pour a touch of white wine in the mixture. Whatever you fancy…just experiment and enjoy.

Tip: I find that the package instructions for cooking lentils are usually too long. In my experience, undercooking the lentils slightly will allow them to marinate in the dressing longer. Cooking them too long will make them fall apart, and then the salad will look, and taste, like mush.