Where is Spring?!?

No seriously. It was so nice while I was sick and now it’s snowing. And they say it’s only supposed to get worse. I guess since we had such a mild winter, I should have expected it. I remember why I hate snow. It’s cold and wet and stings when it’s falling. Blech. All I want to do is curl back up in bed and hide from it. On the upside, I did get paperwork I needed to get in done. But, to walk in the cold weather is quite annoying. Worse was standing to wait for the bus. The snow adds up ON me and I have to brush it off, which then shows how it’s getting my jacket wet.

So, to compensate foe the cold weather, I’m taking to eating warm and filling food. Like another oatmeal. My stomach is still getting better, so I’m coddling it by trying to feed it as little harsh foods as possible. Which means I haven’t had much coffee yet. I figure I can wait on that acid a few more days. The little I had was a couple of sips from the guy’s mug last night when we got together. I must admit, I miss the flavor of it. My warm drink is tea right now. Considered making a coconut milk drink, but I don’t have the flavorings to add that I’d want.  Summer plan? Get berries and herb plants and make some syrups to add to milk for steamers. I probably could make some now too, but don’t like the idea of the cost to buy the ingredients. Imagining an apple cinnamon syrup now. Ok, I’ll stop drooling over the idea.

But, speaking of cinnamon, I have to admit to a bit of a love for it. I can only think of one time where I overdid cinnamon and that was when I had a bottle lid come off while pouring cinnamon on applesauce. At one point, I used to grate fresh cinnamon on everything. In fact, I usually use it in place of sugar when making homemade spaghetti sauce. Plus, I’ve been known to add it to chilis and sloppy joes. It adds a spice and a sweetness to a dish that is pretty subtle when used in moderation (not when dumping half a bottle in at once). But, I can never bring myself to eat cinnamon sugar toast. I remember 4-H projects that had that as an option both growing up and when the kids took it. I gag over the flavor. It’s too much sugar sweetness to me. But, otherwise, I love it.

Here is a recipe for an apple and spice oatmeal. I was trying to go for an apple pie type feel and I think I did ok. For some reason, I misplaced my ginger powder and did not feel like opening another jar. So, I changed plans and added the crystallized ginger. It ended up giving the texture of something to bite along with the creaminess of the oatmeal itself. Adding the nutritional yeast gave me a slight hint of a cheesiness to go with an apple pie. I know, people think that you should eat ice cream with apple pie, but I learned in high school that lots of places eat it with cheese and I found that it makes it taste quite nice. So, I tried to make a play on that with this oatmeal.


Apple Pie Oatmeal

Serves 1

1/2 C oats
1 Tbs Chia seed
1 C water
1 Tbs brown sugar
1/4 tsp nutmeg
2 tsp cinnamon
4 pieces crystallized ginger
1/4 C applesauce
1 pinch nutritional yeast


Mix oats, chia and water in microwave safe bowl. Heat between 2 to 3 minutes in microwave. Check your wattage to see what is best. Add remaining ingredients. Mix together. Enjoy.


After sitting too long….

I am trying another way to maybe keep me writing. I’m honest that I have a hard time driving myself to do much during the winter. It takes me so long to get moving yet I don’t want to sleep. Having an opinion seems to require too much effort occasionally. This is the season, I suppose.

All this makes me feel like I ebb into where a lukewarm response (ha, I can figure how to explain this into a post) is the best effort I can make. I can’t blame the weather this year because it never stays cold enough for me to stay curled up under the blankets. I wish it would though. I keep saying to myself that a lukewarm response to everything is still much better than the numbness I used to feel. That I would feel all the time, which I still don’t want to go back to. It’s odd that I would feel excited apparently to be able to have that ehh response over none. Small victories are still victories, I suppose.

My response to this is to listen when someone says something to me. Not just hear it, but acknowledge it and process it to the final response. Another thing is to recognise any effort I make towards something. Like getting my butt back on here after all the days of just sleeping or running around. Or playing Civilization Beyond Earth to all hours of the night.

Another good is knowing I have my freezer full for work this week. Down side, I still have a couple more meals to make because I need to use up a couple more veggies I bought that are ready to turn. But, I can’t pull beyond that lukewarm feeling to do it. It keeps me from doing too much, which is never a good thing. I know I’ll hear, most likely, compliments about how it’ll smell as its cooking and that it’ll end up tasting good. Then, I’ll get teased over having a full meal every night at work while everyone else has only a sandwich, a package of restaurant leftovers, or fast food. And a full meal includes an earlier amount of soup. Twelve hours is a long time and I spend around four hours going back and forth to work. But, it also doesn’t get much of a rise from me.

My wonder is currently: What will give me more than a lukewarm reaction? Could this be my cabin fever; this lack of broad reaction being an effect of not having much social interaction outside what is necessary? Perhaps we’ll see as the year goes on.


Enter Title Here

So, I am not even going to try for a title today. Honestly, I find it humorous to keep seeing that listed in the title bar as I type posts up. But, I need to have a title, so this will be the one. Maybe someone else can think of something more interesting. Tonight, not happening in my brain.

I have been trying to figure how to keep staff members from feeling the need to check on me when I am waiting for Mayhem’s appointments to be over. I am required to sit in the waiting room while she is in there. It is not an issue to me. But, every ten minutes, I will get asked if I’ve been helped and I have to keep saying I’m just waiting for her appointment to be over. This is worst when I am reading a magazine that I brought with me just for that sole purpose. So, I know I can’t take my HGTV or Vegetarian Times in there to get ideas. It really would be productive for me so I could do things and make plans for projects. But, those distractions get annoying when it is a weekly thing. And I know I do not look like a teenager. Even when I have my earplugs in to try to listen to music.

In the past, I have tried to bring in adult coloring books and pencils to use on them. That brings out the children who are getting in trouble and I end up loaning them to the children so that they can have something to do instead of pester the other adults. This place does not have anything other than a couple of magazines, which is good because some of the people make a mess of them and nobody else can use them. There also is no television, which I really do appreciate more because then I don’t have to listen to either a medical type set of video Articles or kids shows which I have no interest in. I have also tried playing games on my phone. That has a similar reaction, but others want to know what I’m doing. Bringing notebooks and pens bring others distractions. But, all take away the distractions for me. This brings forward more checking in that I’m being helped.

This week, I did something different. But, it still had the result of everyone needing to know what I was doing. I took my knitting in with me. I was asked by three or four different people what I was working on. At the time, I really didn’t know and I was still trying to learn to knit. I will be slowly learning for a while. So, it became frustrating to be asked about it. I didn’t want to talk about it there but wanted something to keep me busy while I was waiting and not have to hand over to someone else. It did work a bit, so this may go with me for a while.

I have a plan on future appointments. I plan to keep a couple free printables of coloring pages for the appointments. Then, when there are children who need busy stuff, I can pull it out and they can work on those. I’ll keep a set of crayons and inexpensive colored pencils in my bag with that as the purpose. Though, I do find it sad that other parents seem to expect that all office places will have toys or something to keep the children entertained. I wish more parents in my area carried their own entertainment books and toys outside of their personal smartphone. I can understand the child’s frustration when the parent is entertaining him/herself and the child is being forced to fend for him/herself for entertainment while waiting there.

Ok, that was my big rant and the change it made. I was really going to just rant over why does everyone have to ask about what I’m working on when they see me doing something. I don’t hear the people before and really am trying to focus on what I am doing. It almost feels like an intrusion into my personal mental space. But, it seems to me that others feel require to acknowledge another’s presence even when the other person has made no attempt to state that they want acknowledged.