My brain, time and heart have been occupied with this sad guy all week. His stitches from his surgery started to pull out on Monday and so I had the vet staple the incision shut on Tuesday. This lasted about an hour before it also pulled open. He has a large open wound now under his front right leg. We are trying to keep it clean and bandaged since it doesn't seem like the skin will hold together because of the location. Tyler seems fine, and I think he honestly enjoys all of the fuss that is being made over him, but it breaks my heart to see him hurt in any way. Think good thoughts for him. We are hoping that by keeping it clean and making him rest almost 24 hours a day, the wound will start to heal and close up on its own.
Other than playing nurse, I've been helping with deadlines for the fall issue of North Brunswick Magazine this week and interviewed a lady at Vom Fass--a specialty oil, vinegar and spice store--for an article for Wilma. I got so excited trying all of the different oils and fruit vinegars that I had to buy some to take home.
As you can see, I've already used quite a bit of them. I made this delicious tangy mayonnaise with the calamansi vinegar, grape seed oil, olive oil and a little bit of coconut oil for thickness.
It went really well with the cracklin chicken thighs I made for dinner the other night. The recipe can be found here.
We took a new head shot this week as well.
I hope everyone had a great week!
Suley, Georgia, is home to Lost Lake Cottages and not much else. Which is why it's the perfect place for newly-widowed Kate and her eccentric eight-year-old daughter Devin to heal. Kate spent one memorable childhood summer at Lost Lake, had her first almost-kiss at Lost Lake, and met a boy named Wes at Lost Lake. It was a place for dreaming. But Kate doesn't believe in dreams anymore, and her Aunt Eby, Lost Lake's owner, wants to sell the place and move on. Lost Lake's magic is gone. As Kate discovers that time has a way of standing still at Lost Lake can she bring the cottages—and her heart—back to life?
Sometimes lost loves aren't really lost. They're right where you left them, waiting for you to find them again--Goodreads description
Sarah Addison Allen is novelist from Asheville, North Carolina and all of her stories feature Southern locales and Southern characters with loads of charm and personality. What I like most about her books, though, is how she mixes hints of the supernatural with the everyday. The result is an great combination of compelling fiction about the lives of small-town characters and magical realism that adds a note of intrigue to the story.
If you like Addison's other books like The Girl Who Chased the Moon or The Sugar Queen, you will enjoy Lost Lake.
I have waited about three weeks to post this just in case something went wrong, but my new fish, Eleanor and Park, are still alive so I think it's safe for them to make their debut on the blog. We built a little pond in the backyard this summer and have talked about getting fish for a while and finally decided to do it.
The problem with having two small goldfish in a pretty sizeable pond is that they like to hide and swim away REALLY fast when you try to take their picture. I managed to snap a picture while they were distracted by their breakfast.
Welcome to the family, Eleanor and Park! I hope you like your new home!
I feel like it has been forever since I posted anything. I've been so busy this week, but I have managed to keep up with taking some photos. Here's what has been going on...
My mom, aunt and I went to Myrtle Beach on Thursday for a girls' day shopping trip. I don't know how I have lived up until this point without visiting an Anthropologie. It is officially my new favorite store. I just wish I could afford to buy things there.
Tyler had to have surgery to remove a benign fatty tumor this week. I'm happy to report that he is doing well and seems no worse for it.
His Aunt Kerry gave him this adorable "get well" cookie which he loved. He ate half and then I made him share the rest with his brother and sister.
My mom and I got to attend a very fancy wine pairing dinner this week for one of my writing assignments. The theme was German foods and wine and I was pleasantly surprised at how many great German wines there are. When I think German wine, I think sweet riesling, but there wasn't one in the whole group. We had delicious Alsace pinot gris, dry rose and wonderful pinot noir.
My husband and I got to try out the Leland Crossfit this week for another story I'm writing. Wow...that was really intense but fun. I'm still sore two days later.
I hope everyone had a great week!
I love coconut milk. It's the perfect addition to smoothies and soups and it's full of healthy fat that keeps you full and satisfied for hours. The problem with buying coconut milk is that canned or boxed coconut milk from the store is often full of thickeners and gums. It's also pretty expensive and most times the cans or containers that it comes in aren't BPA-free.
So, lately, I've been making my own coconut milk and it's amazing and so simple to do.
4 cups almost-boiling water
1 1/2 cups shredded, unsweetened coconut milk
1 tsp vanilla extract (optional)
Add the shredded coconut to your Vitamix or high-speed blender. Heat water until almost boiling then pour on to shredded coconut and blend on high for about 2 minutes. Strain mixture through a cheesecloth or nut milk bag to remove all of the coconut fiber. Refrigerate strained liquid and enjoy!
It was hard week, but there were some bright spots.
My amazing friends sent me these lovely flowers.
I got to spend time with my family.
I bought and froze several pounds of peaches to have on hand for smoothies. These will be a nice reminder of summer this winter.
These two silly guys decided they wanted to sunbathe and enjoy some of the gorgeous weather.
And, finally, the promise of a beautiful new day.
I hope everyone had a great week!
A few weeks back, my 85-year-old grandmother fell while getting out of the shower. This one event set in motion a series of events that ultimately led to her passing away very early Saturday morning. It has been a hard couple of weeks for my family and it has been especially hard on my mother, aunt and uncles--who have scarcely left my grandmother's side since her fall.
"Granny" as my cousins and I called her, was not always an easy woman to understand. Life had not always been fair to her and I think she was sad about a lot of things a lot of the time. When I was a kid, we used to spend a week at her house in Somer's Point, NJ every summer. I remember being a little bit afraid of her because she was sometimes short-tempered with my brother and I. She worked seven days a week and I imagine that coming home to a house full of people and a bunch of rowdy grandchildren after a long day of work would make anyone lose their temper.
The past few years, I have witnessed a different side of Granny. She had a wicked sense of humor and I suspect that a lot of the things she said that came across as frank, and that sometimes took people aback, were just her way of joking around.
I remember a shopping trip she, my mother and I took where she stopped my mother in front of a young sales woman to ask what a risque-looking pair of crotchless underwear was for. My mother was mortified and I think now that Granny knew full-well what she was doing at the time.
Just a few weeks ago, I stopped by her house and told her how I was not feeling well. Early the next morning she called to ask how I was and to see if I was feeling any better. She urged me to go to the doctor and even offered to pay for it. "I don't tell tales," she said. "I have money if you need anything." I didn't take her up on her offer, but I was touched just the same.
The day of her surgery to fix her wrist that was broken in her fall, I went to the hospital to see her. The pain medication they had given her had made her half out of her mind, but she still joked with the nurses. When they told her she would need to remove her dentures, she shook her head. "They try to make you as ugly as possible," she said.
When my husband and I stopped to see her at the rehabilitation facility a few days later, my mother announced our arrival by saying, "Katy and Ross are here to see you."
"Oh thank God," she said. "Someone new."
I went to the hospital to see her just two days before she died. At this point, she was barely coherent, but there was a moment where she looked up and seemed to realize who I was. Her blue eyes were so bright against the pale, almost-translucence skin of her face as she said, "So pretty."
That was the last time I saw her alive.
I am so grateful that I have these nice memories of her to treasure always.
Rest in peace, Granny. I love you. You will be missed by so many.
If you are looking for a lighthearted YA romance, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight is the book for you. Seventeen-year-old Hadley meets a handsome British guy named Oliver at the airport while waiting for her flight to London to attend her father's wedding. He and Hadley's mother divorced and he is getting remarried to the women he left her mother for and Hadley isn't happy about the idea of going to the wedding--or meeting her soon-to-be stepmother for the first time.
Hadley and Oliver end up sitting together and hit it off while chatting during the flight, but when the plane lands and they are separated at customs, Hadley thinks that she will never see Oliver again. Fate intervenes and when the two meet up again, we learn that not everything is as it seemed on the plane.
I bought three Jennifer E. Smith books recently during a YA book sale on the Books a Million website. If this book is any indication of how the others will be, I'm looking forward to reading them.
"Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee" is my current favorite show, and if you haven't watched it already, you need to check it out. Jerry Seinfeld created this show which basically consists of him having a filmed conversation with another comedian or actor in a car and while getting coffee--exactly how it sounds :)
Each episode features a different, unique car (Jerry is a huge car buff) and there's usually a story behind why that car was paired with the actor or comedian being interviewed. Check out the episode with Louis C.K. to start if you are new to show. I promise, you will love it.