29 September 2013

House Haps

We don't close until mid-October but things are looking great! I thought about blogging more about the house, but then thought, nah, people are going to see it when they're here for the wedding. But not everyone can come to the wedding (like LF, who is due tomorrow with baby FH).
   House-buying seems likely to be momentous to the people doing it and ho-hum to everyone else. So if this bores you, let me know what subject you request, and I will write a post on that!

Here are some details about the house, à la the daisy conceit of I Love It / I Love It Not.

   paint | I do love the paint in the kitchen (red!). I don't love the paint in the second/back bedroom (pink).
   front yard | I love the sour/pie cherry tree. I don't love the lawn.
   master bedroom | I love that it has french doors opening out onto the deck in the back yard. I don't love how big it is (it's big).
   bath | I love the jetted tub underneath the skylight. I don't love the standard, Western toilet.
   kitchen | I love the gourmet Jenn-Air dual fuel range/oven. I don't love the sink situation. Let me explain. The kitchen, like most kitchens, has one sink. That sink is a double sink, one side deep and one side shallow, which is fine. I don't love that it doesn't have two separate sinks. I also don't love that the one sink it has doesn't have a foot pedal.
   water feature | I like the sound of the back yard fountain, and I love that you can hear it from the master bedroom, but to LOOK at it is another story; I'll just say, Bjorn calls it "The Puking Cat".

If you are thinking some of this sounds like "what I don't like about a million dollars is that it's not two million dollars", well, that's about right.

28 September 2013

last week's foodlight: mushroom+turnip+pickle dice

I made breakfast of bunashimeji in 3 Gs (ghee, garlic, and ginger) and cut-up salad turnips. I served the still-steaming bunashimeji in a bowl over the crisp turnips.
   Bunashimeji is one of my three favorite kinds of mushrooms. Black Trumpet and Shiitake are the other two.

When I was a kid, sometimes for lunch we were set free to forage or one of my siblings (or I) was in charge of fixin's. Usually sammich fixin's. Sometimes, especially foraging times, we fought over food (especially if there were leftovers of "lipstick and worms", i.e., spaghetti). But sometimes, especially sammich times, we'd pretend we were at a restaurant, and those times were congenial dining times.
   This breakfast was congenial dining too. And it was gourmet and I didn't have to wear pants. It had pickles, too! Cucumber pickles. I forgot that above: chilled lacto-fermented pickle condiment.

24 September 2013

house countdown

So, I don't want to be thought of as The Girl Who Cried "HOUSE!", but we put in an offer on a house.
   4 is the number of varietals of espaliered apple trees in the back yard... 3 is the number of bedrooms... 2 is the number of skylights....

08 September 2013

CARGH

I just spent a month's worth of teaching income repairing my car. This really rankles. I am committed to getting rid of it. I want to live without a car.
   The only thing I use it for on a weekly basis is grocery shopping. I need to figure out how to do this without a car. My favorite plan for accomplishing this is ... moving.

02 September 2013

Tasty Hasty Victuals

Supper was vegan. And not just any vegan. RAW VEGAN.
   This is funny to me.
   Extra virgin olive oil (harvested November 2012) and my homemade lacto-fermented salsa (delicious) on zucchini noodles and avocado.

My salsa is so good, I'm sure people would pay money for it. Also, I didn't use a starter, mwaha, haha, BWHAHAHA! I cut the mustard! I am fermentation goddess!

01 September 2013

abundance

Today I did August's finances, and I made my annual Labor-Day-Weekend–Kiva loan. I am grateful to have work, and even more grateful to have support in my life and work.
   I am grateful to Roscivs for having taught me so much about how to deal with money. I am grateful to Peg (my sister) for helping me, after Roscivs died, customize a budget template she gave me, so I could do accounting on software that I can maintain without R. I am lucky.
   Here's to the Kiva borrower growing organic cacao.
   Here's to life.