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Quinoa with chickpeas and butternut squash

Pumpkin, it’s time to step up your game.  You may be the quintessential fall food, but butternut squash just hit it out of the park. :)

I’m craving fall flavors like crazy right now.  This dish was exactly what I needed.

It all started with this humble trio…

I sliced ye olde butternut in half…

Scooped out the seeds (don’t throw those away, that’s the best part!)…

And cut up the other half for another day.

The squash got coated in olive oil and salt, then baked cut-side down for 50 minutes at 375 degrees.

Next: the quinoa.  I boiled 2 cups of vegetable stock and threw in 1 cup of quinoa, then turned the heat down to low and let it go for 15 minutes covered.

While that was cooking I washed and dried the squash seeds…

Here’s the roasted squash, all soft and smelling awesome

I scooped spoonfuls of it directly into the cooked quinoa and added one can of rinsed chickpeas. I also put in some cumin, turmeric, paprika, garlic powder, and cinnamon.  I didn’t really measure, just eyeballed it and tasted often. 😉

Here is the finished product topped off with a few of the toasted butternut seeds.

Just place the seeds on a sprayed baking sheet and toss with a little salt.  Bake low at about 300 degrees and take em out when the edges are just slightly golden.

I intended to make this just to take to work tomorrow and eat as a side dish over the weekend, but it was so good that it ended up being my dinner too!

Sorry about the crappy pictures, the lighting in our entire apartment is bad, but the kitchen is just abysmal.

And here’s a little sneak-peak at an upcoming project of mine…

These are some practice materials for a trial run making my first ever wedding cake!  My brother-in-law is getting married in the spring.  I’m very excited to make a cake for he and his wonderful fiance.  I’ll probably make my own fondant or buy some from a bakery when the time comes to make the real cake, but this is fine to practice with.

I’ll post a how-to video after my trail run for any of you aspiring bakers out there.  Wish me luck!

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It’s a love story…

Something a little light-hearted after yesterday’s more serious post

I really am doing all I can to not turn this into a cat blog, but it’s hard with this guy swarming me all day while I’m home from work- so many cute photo opportunities! I don’t know how I get any blog stuff done when he insists on using my keyboard as a pillow.

Curl! Someone needs a toe-nail trim.

Or get any housework done with the clean-sheet assassin lurking!

He did find time to take a windowsill-nap with Liam while I went to the market.

Here’s what my fridge looked like post-market…

Fruit and Veg

Husbands' yogurt, my razzies

Beer and Juice, just not together

I was freezing in our apartment tonight, and the air wasn’t even on.  I offered to make spiced ciders for the husband and myself to warm us up.

Spiced Hot Apple Cider:

  • 2 mugs worth of apple cider
  • 4 lemon slices
  • 4 sticks of cinnamon
  • 4 thick slices of ginger
  • 6 to 8 whole cloves

Guess who was circling my feet the entire time?

This guy again!

Took my delicious cider to the living room…

And was promptly joined, yet again, by my little chocolate bunny.

Maybe he just wanted the cider?

What can I do? Lucas loves me, Liam loves Jeff.  Liam also just doesn’t care to ham it up for the camera like Lucas does.

OK, I had my cat post, got it out of my system.  I promise to actually post a recipe or something tomorrow to make up for all this silliness.

Sigh…I can tell already they’re gonna need their own blog.

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Running with Scoliosis

I’m not going to put any pictures on this post because it may be too graphic for some. Just know that if you Google my condition, the pictures that come up are all way worse than mine, so don’t freak out!

I was diagnosed with scoliosis (unnatural curvature of the spine) when I was about 13 years old. I remember the day we had a scoliosis screening at school; I’m not sure how, but I just knew that I was going to have the tell-tale curve, and I was right.

My parents took me to see a spine specialist.  The doctor was a very young guy, probably under 30 years old, and I remember that even to my 13-year-old self he seemed a little inexperienced.

I asked smart questions, like: “Can I expect this to affect my mobility in old age?,”  “Will I have to go on bed rest during pregnancies due to the extra stress on my spine?,”  and most of all, “Will I have any pain?”  That doctor looked me straight in the eye and told me not to worry about anything, that it wouldn’t affect my life at all, and that the only thing I might have to think about is wearing one-piece swim suits so that no one else could “see it.”

I was embarrassed at his dismissal of my concerns, but what happened next was even worse.  He told me that because my hips were uneven, that I’d need to wear a shoe insert to make my legs the same length.  He grabbed a handful of magazines and made me stand on a stack of them with one foot, and that’s the measurement he used to determine the thickness of the insert I needed!

I wore the insert for about 2 weeks before the excruciating pain it was causing in my lower back was just too much to bear.  I threw it away without telling my parents.

For the first few years, I didn’t really have any pain, just some slight discomfort and a feeling of always needing to pop my back but not getting any relief from doing it.  It was when I entered high school that things started to change. I started to notice that the muscle column on the left side of my spine was enlarged, as if I were permanently flexing that muscle group.  My muscles were working overtime to give my torso the support it needed that my spine couldn’t provide.  Over the years this muscle group went from just feeling tense to feeling painful and ultra-sensitive, and later just feeling numb.

The next problem was with my hips.  I lost the swing in my walk as they got stiffer and stiffer.  It got to a point were I couldn’t walk for more than 10 minutes without the pain starting to shoot down my legs.  A two hour jaunt around the mall would always end in tears and ibuprofen, just getting between classes at school was tough.

The real problems came with the migraines.  I had debilitating migraines at least twice a week, and on the days that I didn’t have one, I would still have a headache that was worse than normal.

I nearly failed my senior year of high school due to low attendance. I stayed home at least once a week, sometimes more, because I was in pain.  I remember getting to the end of the school year with 2 months left until graduation and only having 3 more days that I could be absent and still pass the grade. I suffered through class many days in an effort to ration those precious days off for the worst pain. I am 99% sure that one of my teachers gave me a passing grade because she knew that my actual grade was low due to attendance and not due to my knowledge on her subject.  I was an excellent student, but I was struggling to even leave the house every day, let alone get any work done.

You might ask, “Why didn’t you go to the doctor for all this?”  My parents and I were told by that idiot specialist that scoliosis is not treatable without surgery and that I didn’t qualify for surgery because my curve wasn’t bad enough.  I had just accepted that there was nothing I could do about it, that this was my life and that there were just going to be a lot of things that I couldn’t do and a lot that I would have to live with.

Jeff and I met just before my pain got to it’s all-time high.  He put me on his health insurance before we were even married because he wanted me to get help so badly.  I made an appointment with a chiropractor not really knowing what to expect and not really sure if that would help me.

I already had 4 ibuprofen in my system before I got to my 11:00am appointment.  I told the chiropractor that and he put his hand on my shoulder and said, “Very soon, sooner than you think, you and I are going to flush those pills down the toilet together.”  We talked and took x-rays, but I didn’t get an adjustment that day. He wanted to review the x-rays before he just started popping whatever.  I had to stop by Jeff’s office for a hug afterwards because I was in so much pain and so disappointed that I didn’t get any relief that day.

I finally got that adjustment though, and I can’t even describe the way I felt even immediately afterward.  I saw him 3 times a week for several months and I couldn’t believe how much I improved.  I was feeling like I had as a young teenager again!  I haven’t had a migraine in 2 years and suddenly I can walk for miles without pain!

Running has become important to me because it is something that I had always believed I was not capable of with my condition.  I probably will not ever run a marathon, 4 miles is my maximum without pain, but that’s ok because a marathon is not my goal.   Running is hard for me, and not that enjoyable while I’m doing it, but the way I feel afterwards when I know that I’ve done something that I once thought was impossible is indescribable. My goal is just to enjoy the mobility I have been given and use it so that I don’t take it for granted.

I’ve mentioned it before but it’s worth mentioning again, that I am running my first 5K in late October.  I’m not running for time, in fact I expect to take over 40 minutes to complete it, and that’s ok. Scoliosis has distorted the shape of my ribcage in a manner that decreases my lung capacity, so I’m not going to overdo it and wear myself out.  I’m just going to enjoy having the ability to complete a race like this at all.

Everyone has obstacles that can keep us from becoming our best selves if we let them. I’m not going to let scoliosis keep me from doing anything anymore.

What obstacles do you have that try to hold you back?  How do you work to overcome them, or how have you already?