It’s all Gruntstyle’s Fault.

So I had my first night of roller derby boot camp last night.


I used to be a skater, for about 8 minutes, before I had Chuck. I wasn’t very good and I was totally out of shape, so I sat out a lot. And I was sore all the time. And I hurt myself a lot.

That being my last “real” skating experience (not counting the bout I skated in February), I expected to get out there and just try not to die.

But I did not die. And I actually did quite well (despite a broken piece on my skate, that I did not discover until late in the game….it’s a miracle I didn’t injure myself).

And I didn’t have to sit out.

And this morning, I didn’t have TOO much soreness. (My inner thighs and my butt are killing me though.)

I blame Daniel Alarik from Gruntstyle and his amazing workouts that I’ve been doing on and off. And I blame Mamavation for putting me on the road to being back in shape. And I blame myself for working my best and preparing myself for this, even through the rough personal stuff we’ve been going through.

Could I have done better? Absolutely. But that ship has sailed, and I’m (VERY BRIEFLY) resting on my laurels before I get right back to work.

This week I lost 0.2 pounds, but those were hard-earned. That was a lot of “there is soda in the house and I’m not going to drink it.” And “the kids want to eat out, but I know we have healthy stuff I can fix for dinner.” And “no, I don’t need to have a margarita with friends.” (Although I really wanted to do each of those things.)

Making good choices and strapping wheels on my feet to kick some tail. That’s my health mantra this week 🙂

So make this week count, and come next Sunday night, think good thoughts for me betwen 5pm and 7pm PST!



My House Smells Like Berries.

My mom used to tell me a story about her friend Katie. Mommy Dearest loved to go over to Katie’s house because there was always something going on. Her dad was a member of a Pipe & Drum Corps (a marching bagpipe band) and would practice his big bass drum, twirling his mallets as they do in parades (and causing large lumps on his head as a result).

MD’s favorite part though, was the culinary aspect of it all. They always had something brewing in the basement, and some pot bubbling on the stove. She told me Katie’s family made their own dandelion wine, mead and something I assume was kombucha. There was always a pantry full of canned goodies and I believe Katie’s mom taught MD to put stuff in jars.

Jars ready for the canning pot

Another childhood memory of mine is “helping” my grandmother make applesauce in her tiny carpeted kitchen. I remember the paisley pattern of the well-loved carpet in that kitchen, and the paisley pattern of my grandma’s apron. I remember the “pock” sound the lids made when the seal engaged on the jars. I remember a well-worn spoon and a big flecked tin canning pot and waiting anxiously to use some rubber-banded tongs to help lift the jars from the pot.

I miss my grandma a lot.

So, I’ve been fighting some personal demons that have kept me away from my blog AND Twitter….(My Klout score dropped 6 points in 2 weeks. Ouch.) Lately, I’ve also been putting a lot of stuff in jars. I hosted a food swap at my house, and Kate Payne came.

I’m happiest when I’m feeding people. Or when I’m storing things for feeding people later. Or reading books about food. I’m good at it. I enjoy it immensely.

So that’s what I’ve been doing. Planting a garden with things we enjoy eating. Putting stuff in jars to feed people later. Learning how to make my own butter. Creating a compost system for our house. Being “Suzy Homemaker”.

9 pounds of fresh sun-ripened, hand-picked-by-me WA berries. Nom.

I’ve been amassing books and blog posts and any resources I can find about preserving and pickling and homesteading. We’ve researched chickens, and whether or not Devil Dog will try to eat them. We’re planning on building a vermicompost system. We picked 9 pounds of berries yesterday to make jams and pies.

Feeding my family is necessary for my survival, both as a mother and as a human being. It feeds my soul and therefore makes me a better mom to my kids. Making our own food teaches my kids how things go from dirt to mouth (and sometimes dirt goes in the mouth….thanks Chuck) and gardening is teaching them how to be responsible, how to take care of something other than themselves, and teaching them to be patient as we wait for the fennel to get big enough to harvest, and how sometimes the deer eat all of our gorgeous rainbow chard and we have to problem-solve a way to keep them out of our garden from now on. (The 8′ fence we have isn’t helping.)

So expect some of the regular snarky posts interspersed with posts about what we’re doing this summer, and how our garden is growing.

And maybe even some recipes, like I’ve been promising forever 🙂

And for those of you who have been asking, we are all doing great, and we’re almost back to normal. Or as normal as we choose to be!

Kind of Lost.

One of my twitter friends (who is also an offline friend now) told me last night that I haven’t been very funny on Twitter lately.

I hadn’t realized how not-funny I have been until I read some of my latest tweets.

Or this gem:

So yeeeeeeaaaah, personal issues happening off-blog and me actually WORKING are causing me to be unfunny. And I have nothing that I CAN put on the blog right now, because I’m running off to write a paper on how imaginative play helps small kids develop big brains and then finishing a project for a client.

So in lieu of me being funny or having to post, here are some of my favorite things off of Amazon:

Adele. Adele, Adele, Adele. I cannot say enough nice things about this girl. She’s normal, except for her voice, which I find extraordinary. I adore her first CD (18) and this CD is insanely amazing as well. Good mellow yet ass-kicking music.
Hip Girl’s Guide to Homemaking. This would be the greatest gift of all for a bride or a girl moving out of her parents’ for the first time. It’s got some great tips even for me, who’s lived on her own (MOSTLY) for almost 10 years.

Back to the Future. These are my go-to movies when I’m feeling blue. I know all of the words and possibly even some of the hand gestures, I’ve seen them that many times. Yet somehow (for me at least) they never get old. Related: I love DeLoreans.
I have never read this book. But with the issues we’re having with switching Chuck to a Big Girl Bed, I’ve heard this book would help me. (Note: This is not a kids’ book. It is for adults.)

That’s all I’ve got, my darlings. Maybe later today after paper-writing and project-finishing and laundry-folding, I can get something better up 🙂

Thanks for sticking around.

Disclaimer: These are Amazon Affiliate links. If you click on them and buy something, I get a cut. I chose these particular products because I love them, not because I was paid.

My Hair is a Nightmare. (GIVEAWAY!!)


I have very nice hair. When it behaves.

However, when I am doing exercise of ANY SORT, it is out of freaking control. So when Rebecca over at Bondi Band offered one of her wicking (and WICKED) headbands to try out, I jumped on it.

Out of the pretty massive selection they have on that website, I chose a plain green headband. It’s my favorite colour and isn’t the colour of one of our home teams in our derby league. (impartiality is SUPER important when reffing, yes?)

First day I got it, I wore it underneath my derby helmet at an open skate. Now that thing is already pretty tight. My head is enormous, and apparently a 3xl helmet doesn’t fit. (No, I’m not kidding. Insert “giant melon” joke here.)

It not only fit under the helmet, it nicely sucked my copious amounts of perspiration (you’re welcome for that mental image) away from my face. I’m totally used to having to wear sweat wristbands on my forearms to wipe away sweat (not always helpful) and I didn’t have to use them this time.


Before I went on our run

So I took it out for a run with the baby.

I’m notorious for having to stop and remove the bandana I normally use about 9 times on our daily hikes.

So we went on a 2.2 mile hike/jog. It was sunny outside. I perspired more than normal, because I was wise and wore a sweatshirt that I (for some reason) did not remove when it got warm.

It didn’t move. I’m not even kidding….my hair usually causes things to slip off or slide out and it’s REALLY hard for me to

After the run. Please ignore my paleness and lack of makeup.

find a headband that fits because of my enormous noggin.

But I dig these bands. A lot.

So much so, that I bought 3 more. Two for me and one for my lovely friend Ketta (her derby name…she’s an anesthesiologist, so her name is Ketta Mean) who ran my 5k with me this past Saturday.

It rained so incredibly hard during our 5k that we were completely soaked to the bone.

Even our underpants.

Rain was running down the back of my shirt, trickling down my legs….but the Bondi Band was keeping the water from running down our faces.

Before we nearly drowned while running.

So we were very satisfied.

Plus, they have some pretty radtastic sayings…Ketta’s says “WILL SKATE FOR BEER” and mine says “SUCK IT UP CUPCAKE”.

So they run about $8 a piece, come in a lighter wicking lycra (for those of you who don’t sweat buckets like I do) and a heavy-duty fabric (which is what all of mine are.)

They also sell wicking hats and towels, but I personally can’t speak to those 🙂

So….because she’s so awesome, Rebecca is offering one of her rad headbands to one of you! Winner gets to pick whichever style, colour and saying he/she chooses!!

“How do I enter”, you say? Good question! (US residents only!!)

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Sometimes, I just want some ice cream.

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It’s been a series of days where I’m fighting myself to work out, because my inner fat girl really doesn’t want to try and fail in losing weight.

The baby has been a handful and things seem to either REALLY go my way or really NOT go my way.

So my normal fallback pre-Mamavation was food. Now that I’ve made the decision to not use that, I have no fallback.

So I’ve been cleaning.

We had the organizers in. And I got rid of one pickup-truck-full and one Land-Rover-Full of stuff.

Filled the Overlord’s whole car with garbage and took it to the dump.

I’m feeling a little better after that, but still incomplete.

So I started researching doula training. I’ve wanted to train as a doula since before I got pregnant with my daughter, and had done extensive research before I started massage school, thinking that I could do both…in tandem.

So I am.

I signed up for training with the Penny Simkin school for Birth Attendants through the Seattle Midwifery School and will be taking the course from Penny herself in June.

I’m pretty thrilled to have found something that allows me to help people. Especially women in childbirth. There’s something awesome about bringing new life into the world.

I also get to hear Ina May Gaskin speak on Mother’s Day, so things are looking pretty up 🙂

Rooty Tooty, Fresh and Tofutti!


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I don’t eat a lot of red meat, so tofu usually fills in that void in my diet.

Recently, Richard from Tofu Xpress sent me one of their sweet little devices to try out. I was a little skeptical about the benefits of squeezing all of the liquid out of tofu….isn’t the point of tofu to be a meat replacement? And don’t you kind of WANT your “meat” to be moist?

So I did some research. Read a bunch of tofu recipes (normally I hand Chef the tofu and say “abracadabra!” or something equally odd and he makes it into food for me). Figured out that YES you DO want to squeeze the water out of tofu.

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This makes room for the marinade to soak into the tofu, since tofu itself doesn’t really have a taste, per se. When you press the water out of the tofu, it also changes the texture of it, making it easier to grill or bake.

Enter the Tofu Xpress.

I checked out a couple of homemade ways that you could squeeze all of the water out of the tofu….but since you kinda need to refrigerate the whole shebang while pressing, they weren’t really convenient. Or a good use of your kitchen items, as shown to the left there….

So here’s how you work the TofuXpress:

  1. Take your tofu.
  2. Put it into the bottom half of the TofuXpress.
  3. Press the top half on and rotate until locked.
  4. Put in the refrigerator.
  5. Done.
No need to build a tower of bowls, no tofu water all over your counters, done.
Just pour out the water and that’s it. Simple, right?
You can also use it to squeeze your frozen chopped spinach, chopped onions, sliced eggplant…you can use it to make vegan cheese too (make sure you use the optional Light Tension Spring to do that last one)! We used it to squeeze the water and gunk out of a can of black beans a few days ago.
So if you eat tofu, I’d totally recommend looking in to getting one. It’s a pretty handy gadget to have.

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