Friday, June 22, 2012

Past life....

Oh how I long for a time that I have never experienced. I often say that I was born in the wrong decade. I miss a more simple time. To say "I miss a more simple time"  is funny to me because how can I miss a time that occurred before I was even born? A time when the husband/father went to work and the wife/mother was a homemaker. A time when everyone had a garden and a clothes line in their yard. A time when kids played until well after dark and caught lightening bugs to put in a mason jar. A time when life seemed to move at a much slower pace. Yes, I guess I would like to live in a "Leave It to Beaver" episode. However, since the 1950's can no longer exist, I will make the most of trying to capture some simplicity in my life. I am on a quest to preserve those things that I remember my great-grandmother, grandmother and mother doing every summer. They would (as they called it) "put up" vegetables so we would have fresh ones to cook during the winter. I have such fond memories of snapping beans, shucking corn and shelling peas. I went several years ago and spent the weekend with my grandmother learning how to make homemade pepper sauce. It thrilled me to have her teach me something she had learned from her mother. With technology being what it is today, I know these recipes can be found online but it meant so much more having her to teach me rather than reading it off of an internet page.  

Nesting mode happens to me twice a year. Now and during the holidays. Right now all I want to do is go to the Farmer's Market, cook fresh veggies, plant stuff and create. A dear friend gave me some bread starter last week. I have been feeding it and made my first batch of fresh bread tonight. It was so good. I had visions in my head of a time when making bread was the norm not a novelty. You know...the scene where the bread or pie is sitting in the window with a checked cloth over it while it cools. 

I often catch myself saying "if I had the time" I would do this or that. I realized tonight that I do have the time. I just need to reorganize it. 


Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Sleep...What's That?!?

June is flying by so fast. Before I know it the summer will be gone. Where to begin...well, early this month I followed my sweet boy to Bangor, Maine. This was my first trip to Maine and I cannot wait to go back. It was absolutely beautiful there. I finally got to meet several Zamily members at a luncheon I attended. They were awesome (you know who you are!) The entire trip was an adventure from beginning to end. My flight out of Birmingham was cancelled, managed to get on another, my connecting flight was delayed and upon final arrival to Bangor I was informed that I would be staying at a "haunted" Inn.  The Inn was adorable though. Chris and I were able to visit with a dear friend from our high school days before the show on Saturday. We really enjoyed being able to catch up with her. The ZBB show was incredible as always in spite of the fact that I was freezing through its entirety. The adventure continued as I travelled home. More delays but the cool thing was that Chris made it home before I did and was waiting for me at the airport (a total role reversal). No rest for the weary...the following week was the CMT Awards and CMA Fest. Run..run..run. Actually, it's hurry up and wait. Anyway, lots of fun. 

I thought my fun was over for a minute after returning from Nashville when......Allison (who NEVER wants to go to anything ZBB) asks to go to BamaJam. No biggie. Enterprise, Alabama is only 3 hours from Birmingham. Soooo, we loaded up Chris and headed South. Now remember, I am also working a full-time job while having all of this fun. I AM EXHAUSTED!! 

The girls have discovered the show "Supernatural" and have been trying to catch up on episodes via Netflix before the Fall season begins. This translates into me and Chris being hooked on the show too. Family time is now between 11pm and 2am. Have I mentioned that "sleep" no longer exists in my schedule? I have, what I now refer to as, long naps. 

Finally, as my routine is getting sort of back to normal, I came in from work today to find my sweet husband mopping our kitchen floor. Ladies, be jealous....be very jealous! I have the perfect man....