Be Home

serving you lunch

If you're anything like me, sometimes the same old habits in food get a bit wearisome. I find this to be especially true when it comes to lunch with the kids. Over the last 6 months I have enjoyed the privilege of my husband being home for our family lunch hour. And even beyond that, he would often make lunch while I was finishing up a subject or two with the boys. As creative a cook as Andrew is, he introduced some flavor into our staples that has renewed the taste buds. Adding a new twist to comfort foods is always a winner.

I thought I'd share today's lunch with you!  

a recipe for tuna

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one family pack of tuna {pre-drained}

enough mayo to keep the tuna moist

1 Tablespoonish Dijon mustard

1 teaspoonish of relish

3 hard boiled eggs

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a fair sprinkling of feta cheese {lightly crumbled}

a good dash of balsamic vinegar

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Slice great layers of your favorite cheese variety

I'm partial to Tillamook White Cheddar

{yes, this is yellow but it's what I had}

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And as always, before assembling any sandwiches make sure the gluten-free

option takes priority...

This is Gluten-Free Pantry bread mix.

I wrote about how much we love it here!

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For the rest of the family members, this week

Andrew choose these

delicious roma tomato wraps

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A last minute decision was the

spinach leaves from last nights salad

It needs a bit of color and

definitely some crunch

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Volia!

Looks gorgeous

healthy - healthy - healthy

and tastes amazing!

{chips : Food Should Taste Good sweet potato}

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or Cool Ranch doritos work well too

{wink}

And always have a smart little helper

by your side

{smile}

 

yarn along

Yippee, new yarn! I finally decided on a new and easy project, went and purchased a lovely shade of green yarn, and haven't been able to put it down since. Andrew has wanted a moss colored scarf for {ashamedly} years. We found a great pattern on Ravelry, that he approved, and I think he might actually be able to wear it before the week is out. Just in time for the cold snap that seems to be intruding on our hopes for spring. Maybe everyone needs a new scarf to cheer us up till warmer weather!

 

Rounding out my Michael Pollen kick is his book The Botany of Desire. This is the hardest book for me to enjoy so far, in that it is a bit more difficult to ignore the fact that he weighs heavy on evolutional theories. Which in all other manners of interest I have been able to weed out from the meat of his thoughts. But this particular angle is a bit more challenging in that regard. However, as always, the topics of his study and research results in simply fascinating stuff.

 

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happy {heart} day

Saturday was Andrew and I's day to celebrate happy heart day. I was stunned to be told, with no complaints, that all four children would be under someone else's care for the day and that I would be accompanying my husband to a private get-away, passports in hand!

It was a terribly rainy day but that didn't stop two giddy parents from enjoying every minute of pretending we were twenty-something newlyweds going into the big city. It was Andrew's first time into Canada! Vancouver BC is only about 35 min. from us which made it a bit unbelievable to the border questioner. But once we verified we had come via Kansas, it all became much more clear.

After driving around a bit we decided to use the parking garage beneth the Vancouver Convention Center. Since there was a boat and travel show currently in session we blended in as tourist quite nicely. And the building itself was worthy of many pictures.

 

As we journeyed outside we noticed a few more people gathering and curiously looking at the statute inside the square. It took only a few moments before I commented that I thought we were observing the Olympic cauldron of the Vancouver 2010 winter games. Not only was I right but apparently that very day was the one year anniversary to which in just 45 min they would be relighting the flaming edifice! Silly us, we just chose this spot because there was a Starbucks within view. So that's what we did. With coffee in hand we sang O Canada, chatted with the locals, and mingled with athletes and torch relay bearers. We couldn't have had a more romantic day if it had been months in the planning and a limitless budget. Spontaneous happen chances are far more amazing!

 

 

 

As the clouds parted, we took the time to meander down the walkway resembling a starboard bow. And as George would say, we did a little mooching, while the sun streamed across the north sound. Other couples passing spoke sweet nothings in French, Chinese, and English-German. Where have I transported to?

 

 

Happy Valentines Day!

by the bay

Finally, it was a sunny day and one in which we left the house! You would think that that combination wouldn't be hard to accomplish but it is not assumed to be a prospect in our days right now. When we drive to church from our current location we go down the hill, only to drive exactly 25 mph for a long stretch around the bay. It would be unbearably slow {especially if you're late} if not for the changing scenery that such an enforced speed compels you to observe. But on this day we wanted to observe a bit closer.

  

 

 

 

I hope when it gets a little warmer to find some of our favorite spots like this one. Too often I default our schooling atmosphere to the most efficient form possible. But I think some studies gathered around a picnic blanket and lapping waters might actually make the breathing in of knowledge have a richer, more lasting effect.

yarn along

My knitting needles have been a little quiet as of late but they are still making an appearance from outside the weaved basket beside my bed now and again. {Relocations are rough on an ample sense of creative time allotment.}

Just before Christmas I was given a hand written pattern from my grandmother. It was of the baby blanket she has made for every child, grandchild, great-grandchild, friend's baby, and probably friend of a friend's baby over the many years I've witnessed her needles in hand! My own children pull their blanket from the cedar chest every winter with great joy, using them not only to sleep with but also as an extra companion for reading, a tent for secret hideaways, or the perfect cape while defeating a super-villain.

As I watched my daughter one evening, getting newly enraptured with the concept of playing dolls, the thought occurred to me that a smaller version of our beloved blankets would be a splendid coverlet for the new baby crib soon to be sitting under the Christmas tree. It was extremely simple to modify the pattern and came out looking wonderful. So I cast on again for my niece's baby doll and have since devoted two more skeins for another.

I also enjoyed the company of Love in a Time of Homeschooling, by Laura Brodie. It was purchased as an antidote in a moment of home education realities {emphasis intended}. And I actually would recommend its cure to many. It is off the beaten path of my regular dose of inspiration in that it isn't idealistic in the least! But it made me exhale a bit and carry on with a redirected reasoning as to why we've made the choices in education that we have; while also providing a well needed perspective on unpleasant vs amazing moments, which will always be a part of directly tutoring an off-grid, strongly opinionated, excessively brilliant preteen. Isn't that a mouthful! And what a privilege it is too.

 

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superbowl sunday

This was a great year for football! Especially if you have a husband that, for the past 14 years of marriage has shared his personal love for the Pckers franchise such that you feel quite compelled to join the ranks. And while we have never sported a cheesehead in all those game seasons, we have faithfully followed the characters and fans that make up the field of play.

The junk food was abundant, given a party crew of 6 with a majority being under 40lbs, and the restrictions on it were such to induce laughter. Peter's new favorite drink takes him as close to a soda+health combo as I can maintain. And it is really quite delicious. A certain lady of the house {ahem} has had way to many herself since then. And we need not mention the lonely dip in the fridge and chips on the shelf just begging to be a nutritious lunch yesterday. A complete bowl of nacho-cheese-triangular-wedges-in-a-bag that someone had their heart set on since before he left for work, was eyed so exhaustively that I believe Annika seconded her quota for a mid-day snack! It must go, it all must go!!!

But what's a game without food and what's food without a win! So all in all, the family time couldn't be sweeter.

hello again!

Let's get reacquainted shall we? Our family has been a bit off-grid this last month. But now that we are safe and settled into our new gig, I hope that this space of mine will again reflect the dailies of our fun little clan.

 

We have loved our Portland adventure! It has literally altered the trajectory of our lives in such significant ways that it will forever impact who we are and our ability to radically lay down our lives for the kingdom of God. I'm learning that it is the only way to live.

 

While the rest of the family were packing up the big yellow truck, Nicholas was attending GU 2011. After loving CBC youth ministry and admiring the character of its leadership from afar, it was an amazing privilege for our oldest not only to attend this in-house conference but also to call it a personal group of friendships that, old and young, will last him for years to come.

 

Which lands us at our temporary digs. It's fully furnished, and a joy to inhabit, especially since the morning view is this...

And when the sun rises over those mountains, I almost consider becoming a morning person...but not quite.

So while all the beautiful belongings that make up our BeHome joys are sitting in a big metal unit, we ourselves are alive and well living a new and exciting experience to end all experiences!

And there's the man himself, walking across the parking lot, with the humble privilege to lead pastor a new congregation of amazing people. I love this picture. It seems that our whole journey is spoken in it's context.