Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Jen's Amazing Brussels Sprouts


These are seriously amazing, I know what you're thinking, but you are wrong. Brussels Sprouts are awesome - especially when made with bacon :)

2 - 3 pound of Brussels sprouts

1/2 pound bacon

1/4 cup finely grated Parmesan cheese

olive oil

salt & pepper

Preheat the oven to 400 degrees. Rinse the sprouts and trim the ends off. Put them in a big bowl and toss them with enough olive oil to coat them. Spread them on a large cookie sheet and sprinkle on a little salt and pepper. Roast the sprouts for about 45 minutes to an hour. They should get a little black around the edges. Don't worry about the burny parts. They actually taste delicious!

While the sprouts are baking, you can cut the bacon into little pieces and fry it in a pan. Strain it on a paper towel once it is crisp.

Once the sprouts are cooked to your liking, toss them in the big bowl again and add the bacon, Parmesan and more salt and pepper if it needs it. It's that simple.

Sweet Potato Souffle - an Erickson Family Tradition


This is direct from Amanda - I just need a place to keep the recipe as it took me 20 minutes to find this morning :)

The filling:


3 C mashed sweet potato*

2 eggs

1 C sugar**

3/4 stick softened butter



The topping:


1 C brown sugar

3/4 stick softened butter

1/2 C chopped pecan

1/3 C flour

1 tsp vanilla



* I use canned sweet potato puree from Princella. It comes in a syrup. There used to be a non-syrup variety but I've been unable to find it. I have also tried this with other sweet potato purees as well as from scratch and none of them turned out as well. Drain the potato puree well.



** If you use the Princella with syrup variety, sugar the filling to taste. There's sugar in the topping, don't forget! I've been cutting the filling sugar back over the years but I don't know where I ended up last time I made this. Probably less than 1/2 cup.



Directions:
■Mix the filling in a blender or by hand and pour into buttered 2qt casserole dish.
■Mix the topping and work by hand until soft and crumbly. Cover the filling with the topping, lightly pressing the topping into the filling.
■Bake uncovered in 350-degree oven for about 30 minutes until lightly browned and bubbly.
■Serve warm with dinner!

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Dusting off the cobwebs

Tap...tap...tap...anybody there? Time to do a little spring cleaning around here...it's been an interesting few months behind the curtain. Overwhelming to say the least and we all ended up doing some Minnesota style hibernating.

But I don't live in the mid-west anymore, and the flowers are starting to bloom and it's time to start thinking about planting things around here. Ready for the clunky lifetime-movie worthy transition? I need to do a little internal tending...open up the windows, let the stale air out, shake out the dust and start breathing. I have no idea if anyone will even read this...but I need to write here, get some things out of my head where they've been bouncing around for the last 6-12 months.

It's funny, I know I've mentioned this before here, but I SUCKED at keeping a journal/diary when I was younger. I always wanted to, but never kept it up. They are full of entries similar to this one I'm writing now: restarting after a long break. "Dear Diary...it's been WAY to long since I've written. ('cause you know, Diary missed me) I really want to do better with this, I promise I'm going to do so much better this year. Like, I am going to write at least 2-3 times a week cause I have all this stuff going on with Choralation/Ole Choir and {enter musical theater show name here} and {enter boy's name here, easy bet it was a Mike or a Matt, my dating history contains a disproportionate number of guys with those names} who I really like, and my parents are driving me crazy. So Diary, here's the goal, I'm totally going to keep this UP TO DATE".

Um, yeah. I don't have a pattern or anything. Hey, that would be fun! Maybe one of these days I'll post old diary entries from high school and college. Those wouldn't be embarrassing at all!

I set a goal at the beginning of the year, I've gotten in a cooking rut so I want to make 52 new recipes by the end of the year. I would love to keep track of them here so I can reference back. I've done 7 so far...real posts to follow.

Also, I'm doing my surgery (finally) this summer. I have an appointment next week to set the date, . It's almost an understatement to say that at this point this surgery will change my life. The last 6 months have been brutal in terms of increased pain and decreased mobility. But more than that, there have been slow and subtle changes over 10 years, things that have changed the trajectory of my life in many ways. I have no idea what the next year will bring, but I'd like to capture some of that "real time", without the filter of hindsight or the "bigger picture" 6 months down the line.

Those are the things I hope to put out there (here) again. Who knows though, hopefully it won't be another 6 months before the next post, but it is possible :)

Friday, October 01, 2010

Graceful Agony

Someone told me recently that they were excited to know me in 9 months. While that statement seems odd on the surface, it was really a very touching thing to say. You see, I'm having surgery in roughly 3 months to replace this worn down, degenerating, broke-ass hip of mine. And she was telling me how excited she was to see what I was going to do once I didn't have to spend such an inordinate amount on time and energy on dealing with and attempting to manage pain.

I don't like talking about it at any real depth. It's very apparently there...the limp gets so much worse when the pain is worse, and I have had to reach a point where I'm comfortable talking about the big picture stuff, even if it is in a slightly removed fashion. But what it means to my daily life, the countless little compromises I have been making every day for almost 10 years, the countless big compromises my family has to make for me every day and the guilt that accompanies that, the depression, the isolation...I don't know, even the surface level shit feels too flipping dramatic, much less the "deep down stuff".

But recently I found a blog where a person FAR more elegant with her words was able to say so many of the things I feel. I read this there, recently and it struck me as an amazing way to describe a piece of my own "deep down stuff":

I miss the little things….. having the energy to get up and go, watching my son’s Christmas concert without having to worry about how hard the seats are, how long I will be sitting for, what price I will pay the following day……. It isn’t BIG things like ‘Oh I wish I could go skydiving still!” or “I really miss alpine skiing!”…. I really miss just NOT having to be aware….. I am hyper-alert every minute of every day, and it is TIRING! The first thing I think about in the morning when my eyes open is what I have to do just to get through the day…. I always have to be 10 steps ahead of the game….. if I have a coffee date at 5pm, I have to modify everything I do so I know that I will be mobile and functional by the time 5 rolls around….. I miss NOT having to think in those terms…. I miss not having to think of my pain every second of every day whether my pain is bad that day or not…. I always have to be 5-10 steps ahead…… it prevents me from living in the moment at times. - Graceful Agony

I don't have much to add beyond that...just throwing something on here that's been on my mind lately.

Monday, February 22, 2010

Time

Two years ago was one of the most terrifying/wonderful days of my life. It sounds so cliché to say it like that - but it was such wide sway from one emotion to the next. From fear to joy all in the same breath, I don't care so much if it sounds cliché.

As many of you know, that day we headed into the last 45 minutes of the personal Lifetime Movie we had been living in. The part where the plucky pregnant heroine, who has been holding her little family together through the terrors of cancer and chemo, finally succumbs to the crappy part of the storyline where something is wrong with HER now. She is rushed over to hospital the same day they get their first post-chemo “All-Clear” from her husband’s cancer doctor…no time to celebrate before the next plot point. She’s in crisis with HELLP and the baby is in crisis just by virtue being 4 ½ weeks early with severely underdeveloped lungs.

But...thanks to the wonderful staff at a wonderful hospital, as well as the undying love and support of our friends and family, the story gets to be a “feel good” Lifetime Movie and not the super tragic kind. Thanks to the amazing research of some amazing doctors over the years and despite a very rough start, we are here two years later enjoying life with Sir Henry the Insane. My sweet little boy who is unbelievably happy, delightfully mischievous/crazy and incredibly loved. It’s so hard to see this picture from two years ago today…it’s always hard to see such a small baby attached to machines that way. But this is my beautiful little boy on the day he was born…


and look how far he’s come. Happy birthday little man.


Tuesday, September 01, 2009

Mr Merryweather and the Magical Meth Lab

Our incredibly talented friend Jay and his team put together the winning film in the Portland 48 hour film project!

Every team was given a type of film (i.e. silent, fantasy, western...etc). Theirs was a musical.

The elements that had to be included were:
Character: Brian or Briana Merryweather, Laboratory Technician
Prop: a picture frame
Line of Dialogue: "For crying out loud."

The following had to be done in 48 hours (none of this could be done ahead of time)

  • Writing the script
  • Rehearsing
  • Costume/Set Design
  • Shooting
  • Editing
  • Sound Design
  • Rendering
  • Outputting to tape or other media
It is an amazing feat, and they put together an amazing film. Enjoy:

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Kevin

"Um Dad, is Kevin another planet?"

No bud, it's a boys name

"What is Kevin like?"

Seriously kiddo, Kevin is a boy's name and I don't think you know anyone named Kevin. Is Kevin the name of a new kid in your class?

"No Dad! KEVIN! You know, where I'm going to go when I die?"

Oh Heaven...um...yeah, that's really more your mom's territory. You should ask her all about it when we get home.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Whew...

Yay! Another cancer day done…another cancer-free appointment under our belt. One more down. I can’t believe it’s coming up on two year since the diagnosis…has it really only been two years? For Christ’s sake ‘Pre-cancer’ feels like a lifetime ago.

Monday, August 10, 2009

Ah sleep...

So, as I may have mentioned to just about anyone who will listen to me that Henry hates sleeping. I can't fathom why any rational person would hate sleep - but that may just be more proof that my youngest child is a little on the insane side.

I mean seriously, how could you hate sleep? It's wonderful! Not that I actually sleep - oh no. It's not that I hate sleep, it's just that I find it impossible to do sometimes. Insomnia is a fascinating thing - I would LOVE to sleep, really I would. I am so sleep deprived it's gotten funny. But on a night like tonight when my entire family is asleep in their own beds and I have the chance to sleep uninterrupted, am I sleeping? No.

It's interesting though, I have noticed that the worse my insomnia, the better Henry sleeps. See, if I were in bed, he would have been up once at least. As it is, he is sleeping peacefully in his own crib - not a peep out of him. What's been most fascinating however is that within 5 minutes of me heading into bed he is up and screaming. With the yelling - and so much screaming. How does he know? Seriously, it's a different time every night and sometimes he manages to get it in even earlier - I will simply mention to Dan that I am going to bed and he starts with the screaming. There has got to be a way to trick him though, one of these days I will figure it out. Maybe.

Sunday, July 05, 2009

Look who's walking...


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Originally uploaded by karijean.

In the last two weeks Henry has gone from a very efficient crawler to walking. The kid is fast already. Jesus Christ, I don't know why I was encouraging this. I think I'm kind of screwed. But he is cute!

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

On being 4 1/2

Ah Will – my sweet, sensitive boy. It can be so hard being almost 5. He is having a little bit of a rough time at school these days. His super best friend has found the company of other kids in class and doesn’t always want to play just with Will anymore. This is heartbreaking to my little boy. He is a really big hearted kid who makes sure everyone gets invited to join in with whatever he and his little crew are doing. But conversely, he gets SO crushed when one of his friends tell him they don’t want to play with him that day. And oh, its just the beginning of all of this and kids, they can be so mean. I see things in him and they make me so proud and worry for him all at the same time. Dan and I are trying to explain the whole friend thing and how you don’t have to play with the same people all the time, and can still be friends with them. He just seems insecure in it already. Dan and I were talking about it and in looking back I think there were times that both of us really felt that way. I hope as gets older he deals with it more like Dan did than how I did.

Growing up Dan would deal with that insecurity by just becoming the “cruise director” and making his own group rather than trying to fit into one already in existence. He’s good at it – it’s very easy to jump on board with what he has planned. I spent too much time feeling like I never quite fit into the group I was a part of. Not in a huge way, just slightly off and always just a little insecure that they would figure out that I was seriously not enough (cool, smart, talented, pretty, whatever) and everything would unravel from there.

Eventually I got to where Dan is though – people have told me that I kind of “collect” good people into my life and then share them with each other so everyone can be friends. This is probably fairly accurate, if a little cheesy. But I know I don't have those same feelings of insecurity the same way I used to. I think what I mean to say is that I know that I have found “My People”. These people that are my people… some I have known my whole life, others for only a little while. Some I talk to almost every day and some I’ve gotten the opportunity to reconnect with after many years. They live here in town and in Iowa and Minnesota and Michigan and New Mexico…but they are in my life and are my people. They have been with me for of some of the best and worst times in my life. I am so very lucky to have that. And I hope that Will can find that without too much heartache along the way. I would love to spare him some of that heartache, even if I know I can’t.

However, right now he is still my 4 1/2 year-old Will. And despite some of the current difficulties, the kid cracks me up. When we were at the zoo the other day he walked up to Dan and said:

"Daddy, Polar bears eat people. But I tell you what, I would NOT eat people”

Good to know he’s got that figured out at least.

Monday, April 27, 2009

Viral Video

Apparently I'm late to the game on this one (11 million+ views already) but this is super cute. Totally worth watching even if you've already seen it.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Homework

We have the boys in a daycare that we love. LOVE. Will used to go to a different one, but we were fortunate to be able to make the move to where they are now when he turned 3. (totally a fantastic story for another day) However, they are very organized. And I...am not. I used to be! Really! And then the Cancer and the Baby and the Sleep deprivation and the baby and now I can't keep track of anything to save my life. I have been finding myself re-writing the same lists over and over because I can't remember where I put the last one, and I was sure there was something I was supposed to do...

Anyway, with School. They send home letters from the teacher every once in a while - with, you know, things they want us to know, things the kids should be bringing in to the classroom. Most of the time those get read by us...and sometimes not. But this week, we got one and there was a homework assignment. Homework? Seriously? Already? Not to have a bad attitude about it already, but seriously. Will (aka Dan and I) were to type up an autobiography dictated by Will. They will be sharing these with the class tomorrow - but I thought I would share it here with you. So, Will "wrote" this entire autobiography:

My Story
by Will

My Name is Will. I live in a white house with my mommy and daddy and I love them. I also live with Henry, my little brother. I am 4 1/2 and he is 1. I like to play with Henry, have light-saber fights with my daddy, drawings pictures, watching movies and having snuggles with Mommy.

The End.

I don't think it is possible for me to love this kid any more than I do right now.

Friday, April 03, 2009

Photoblog: Random Winter 2009

My hope is some day to get these all into appropriate albums with the rest of the corresponding pictures from all of these events. But let's be honest...it doesn't seem very likely these days. Life has been good - but very busy. While Henry isn't walking yet, he is on the move. And that kid? He moves a lot more than his older brother did at this age. Also? still not so big on the sleeping. He just doesn't really like napping - I have tried debating with him the finer points of why napping is a good thing, but he usually wins with the screaming. But it is getting better at night - and that has to be a good thing all around.

In the last couple of months, we have had two birthdays, a few large gatherings, a beach trip, a weekend sleepover at a friend's house (that was me and the kids - while Dan was getting his drink on in a pub tour between here and San Francisco), and a visit from Nana. It has been an unusually busy late Winter/Spring and it has been really wonderful. Below are some of my favorites from the last 3 months and the rest of the random favorites are here - Winter 2009

Henry 1st Birthday

Beach Sword Fight1

Happiness

Thursday, April 02, 2009

Examples of things Will says now that I am going to miss as he gets older:

I think I do not like that tone of voice Mama. I may have to take away your book privileges.

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Hey Will – I totally love you!
Hey Mama – I told you (what he thinks we are saying when we say totally) I love you too.

***
30 days?!? That’s like 100.
Well not really bud, 30 is a number and 100 is a different number
No Mama. I said 30 is 100. ONE HUN-DRED.

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Mama!! I did not know you were this powerful a Jedi!

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So, um, we are reading a chapter book at school about a twister. And Annie and Jack are in it and they try to escape to the serrerrr.

The serrerrr?

Um, yes. The serrerrrrr.

Do you mean the cellar?

Yes, that is what I said.

Monday, February 02, 2009

The TRUE greatest snack stadium ever built...

arrived at our Super Bowl Party this year. Really, you must click on the link for the whole story:

Greatest Snack Stadium


Thursday, January 29, 2009

1 year down...

So, it's been one year since Dan's last chemo treatment. I was talking about this with a friend last night and I said I couldn't believe it had been a year already. She said she couldn't believe it had only been 1 year - that it seems like it was a decade ago. I see it both ways - it seems like it happened in a different life, to a different me. But at the same time it is present every day in my thoughts. And when you think about something every day like that, you sometime miss the passage of time. I think this last year has fundamentally changed how I am wired. I used to be almost aggressively extroverted - needing the energy of other people in order to thrive. Life is a lot quieter now I think. I find myself re-energized by time with our little family or an evening along with a good book and a glass of wine. It's not that I've completely gone to the other side of the spectrum - just balanced out a lot more. Henry is a child that experiences a great deal of separation anxiety it seems - he does not like to be left alone in a room. Ever. Dan and I joke that it's because he takes after me - and it took me 25 years to figure out how to spend any time by myself, he's got time to figure it all out.

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Dan had his check-up yesterday and got another "all-clear" from the doctor. We now move to an every 3-4 month check up schedule instead of every 2 months. He has been in remission for 1 year. 1 year!! It feels really good to have the first year under our belts.

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I see the way this last year has changed both myself and Dan in subtle (and not so subtle) ways, but I sometimes miss the impact it has had on Will. He was so young, but the kid has a freaky memory and I forget that. The other day Dan was cutting his hair. He keeps it pretty short now so uses clippers. I don't know if Will just hadn't seen him cutting his hair in a while, but he started shuffling around the hallway like he wanted to say something, but didn't know how. Dan turned off the clippers and asked if everything was ok.
"Daddy, what are you doing?"
"Cutting my hair bud - see?"
and then, so very quietly and with a little catch in his voice
"Are you...are you feeling ok?"
Then, realizing that maybe the last time he actually saw Dan cutting his hair was when he had to shave it all off last year, Dan got down on the floor with him.
"Yeah bud, I feel great, really"
Will was still not looking up at this point
"Do, do you promise?"

And at that point, my heart broke a little. I wish he didn't have that fear, or that memory.

But time is moving forward - and our hope is that with every year we will be able to put more distance between that time and now. And hope that the fear will fade for all of us.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

25 random things

Cross posted with Facebook - I got this meme and while I don't often do them I thought it was kind of fun. It's hard to think about 25 random things - and harder when you aren't writing it for a blog where the people who are going to read it know at least your recent history, if not more. I'm not going to "tag" anyone - but if you want to do it do you should. It's an interesting writing exercise.
1) Today is my Birthday (well, pretty much yesterday at this point since it’s after midnight)
2) I never pictured myself being a mom to two boys. In fact, when I found out I was pregnant with the first one I kind of freaked out and told my friend Aggie she had to move to Portland because I didn’t know what to do with boys. Now I can’t imagine it any other way.
3) I miss singing. A lot.
4) I have learned that I am a terrible waitress. I don’t know how I managed to stay employed doing it for almost 2 years.
5) I was born with a problem in my hip. It used to be barely detectable. I have developed degenerative arthritis in it and now often have to use a cane. I will probably have to have it replaced in the next couple of years.
6) My senior year of college I think I may have spent more time in Mlps/St Paul than I did in Northfield. In retrospect, that may have not been the best thing for my grades.
7) I love heist movies. And heist television shows. It’s one of my guilty pleasures.
8) Another one? Young adult stories with a sense of the fantastical – Buffy, Happy Potter, The Pretties, even Twilight…I’m not ashamed, I love them all.
9) Despite the fact that we don’t know what we are doing the majority of the time, I am proud of the way we are raising our boys. They laugh a lot and know that they are loved.
10) I love that my oldest one has a wicked sense of humor and an incredibly rich imagination.
11) I got caught shoplifting when I was in 8th grade. They called my parents to come and get me – I still don’t know what I was more embarrassed by. The fact that my parents knew I had shoplifted, or the fact that what I shoplifted was several tubes of lip gloss and some eye shadow.
12) You know how they tell you when you are really upset to write a letter getting it all out and then throw it away? Once, instead of throwing it away, I sent that letter. I’m still sorry I did.
13) I moved halfway through my senior year of HS and have only been back twice since then. I’m looking forward to showing my family where I grew up some day.
14) After college I spent a couple of years “testing my boundaries”. I knew I didn’t want to teach (even though I had just finished a degree in music ed) so I pieced together jobs based on what the perks were. I waitressed (free food and often free beer), worked in a salon (free haircuts, makeup, products) and at the Ordway (free theater). I spent almost every night at Chang O’Hara’s closing the bar and dated guys in bands. Not the most constructive time, but generally a lot of fun.
15) When I graduated from High School my parents wanted me to use my graduation money for something commemorative, something I could keep and remember that time in my life. I bought a beautiful camera and 2 lenses. My first year out of college I had it stolen out of my car. This Christmas I got a new DSLR camera and am really enjoying photography again. On the weekends my friend Kari and I take photo walks for an hour in different neighborhoods and practice taking pictures. Not to sound super cheesy, but it’s a really wonderful way to slow down and look for the everyday beauty that surrounds you.
16) I binge read. I won’t pick up a book for a month or two and then when I find something I like I barely put it down until I’m done. This last week I found a 3 part series I liked and read all three books in 6 days.
17) The main reason I was able to do 16 is because my husband got me the best birthday present ever this year. He set me up in a super fancy hotel here in town and sent me on my way from 3pm on Saturday till a late check-out (thank you Leah!) of 1:30 on Sunday. There was a pillow menu, 24 hour room service (I ordered Crème Brule at 1:00 am) and an IPod Library. It was easily one of the most relaxing things I have done in a very long time.
18) I didn't have my first “real” kiss until I was 15.
19) When my insomnia is bad, I watch General Hospital. I started watching it when I was 14.
20) When I work out, in my head I move with the grace and agility of Sydney Bristow…even though I know that’s not reality, I’m still sometimes disappointed when I catch a glimpse in the mirror of how I really look when I exercise.
21) I was in Show Choir in HS. And despite the fact that our outfits were among the most hideous things you could imagine (tight black spandex top, weird halfway see-through layers of skirt and a sparkly belt!) we had a lot of fun.
22) My friend Kati said that she’s “digging the fact that she’s reconnected both superficially (you see my profile, I see yours) and more substantially” with some people here. I have to agree with that – having moved a few times I am enjoying feeling more connected to those who I haven’t had a chance to see in many years.
23) The town I went to college in was a small town with two colleges. And they were very different schools in many ways. Back then I would have never guessed that at this point in my life many of my closest friends and my husband would have gone to that “other school” across the river. It’s funny how we can all have gone to school less than 3 miles from each other and have so many memories involving the same haunts (the Rueb, Grundy’s, Goodbye Blue Monday), but never had our paths cross until years after we all graduated and moved away.
24) I have a freaky memory for musical theater. I can still remember almost every song from every musical I was in or studied in High School. My kids have had to put up with a lot of Sondheim at bedtime.
25) This last year and a half I have experienced very extreme highs and lows. I am so very grateful for the family and friends who helped carry our little family through the difficult times and shared in our joy. There were honestly times that I could barely stand to tell people what was going on because I felt like I was starring in my own personal Lifetime Movie of the week. But we are still standing on the other end of it – Dan is in remission, Henry and I are both healthy and show no lasting damage from the trials of his birth, and Will is a remarkable and loving little boy. I feel very lucky to have such a wonderful network of people in my life.

Friday, January 16, 2009

Another set of eyes

So I can't decide - A or B?

What I would like to do, I think, is cut back a little on the yellow-ish cast the low light tends to have, but I can't figure out how to do that without reducing the vibrancy of the blue and orange.

Does anyone know how I could do that?





Saturday, January 10, 2009

picture post

Here are a couple more from the new camera. It helps that I have cute subjects.



Also, had a "Parent of the Year" moment earlier this week. So, we have been stuck inside a lot for the last 4 weeks, and at times it had made us all a little stir crazy. In order to lighten the mood sometimes, when the boys are driving me insane, I have taken to threatening them that I am going to sell them all to a farm. This is usually met with a good deal of laughter and some animal noises. Will even seemed to get into it by threatening to sell Dan to a farm one when he was napping and Will wanted him to wake up and play.

It appears, however, that I was wrong my thinking. Yesterday Will told Dan on the car ride home that he would not like us to tease him about the farm anymore. It makes him nervous.
So, that made me feel awesome. Maybe it would go over better if I threatened to sell him into the Jedi order?