Perhaps you've been thinking about moving into the city. Maybe to lessen your commute time, or perhaps to enjoy the perks of living in a gorgeous home in a vibrant neighborhood (affordably!).
Greg & I had a mini date yesterday for lunch. And yes, when you're a mama to four children, it still counts as a date when there's one child along.
So Greg called around 11:00 to see if I was free for lunch. Let me think: um. yes. So I changed out of my "tired mama who is staying home today" getup into my "super cool urban mama who's, like, totally rested" clothes. This involves Converse sneaks and a stocking cap in case you were wondering. I don't know why but I didn't make the rules on this.
So Super Cool Urban Mama chose Swig for lunch. And as you would expect of a cool downtown restaurant, Swig pulls off the rustic/industrial vibe very well.
The weather was cold and I wanted a warm, creamy something-or-other and settled on the quinoa burger. Right now you're probably thinking either that I am a health food nut who eats granola all day. Nope. I just like really good food.
You guys. I have had my share of terrible/tasteless/mealy/dry veggie or blackbean burgers before, but this was AMAZING. They must have some crazy voodoo magic back in the kitchen that was able to transform salty, crumbly feta cheese into creamy wonderment.
If you're scared of eating some hippie fandango plant burger, consider this as your gateway option. Plus the bun had so much butter that it cancels out all those pesky health qualities! Mmm...butter.
We shared a salted caramel torte for dessert. Perfect amount of salty crunch on top. The torte was good but honestly, I like the quinoa burger more. Now that's saying something.
I'll be back, Swig. And next time I must take that recipe home.
If you're at all familiar with this blog, you know that we affectionately dubbed our home "Mold Palace" after we bought it. Why?
Brace yourselves.
Obviously, we called it Mold Palace because of the mold, silly. We're not going to reinvent the wheel here.
Anyway, for those of you who are getting really excited right now about some amazing//fabulous//miraculous "after" shots, hold your horses. I don't have any. If I took some photos right now of what the basement looks like, you would be incredibly disappointed. You'd see an empty cavern full of kids' toys, laundry and rubber maids. It likely looks like your basement.
And for those of you who are having a panic attack right now about the state of our health & sanity, let me assure you that we ripped out every shred of material out of the basement and hired a mold remediation team. And you'll find we are likely very sane people, depending on who you talk to.
And for those of you who are still freaking out about the state of our basement & sanity, yes, we had the surfaces and air quality tested afterward to ensure that the mold was gone. It's gone, so take a deep breath & relax. It's ok. That's you, Mom.
I also saved this little gem of a photo. This is my friend Shar in our basement before the demo began. This photo was taken in absolute darkness and we couldn't see where we were going. She has her cell phone up as a flashlight while I snapped this shot. Her face is a mix of horror, fear and disgust.
Her look says it all: "Get me out of here//You are crazy//We cannot be friends any more." Oh, Shar. You're so funny.
Luckily, our friendship is still intact. At least, until this moment, when I decided to publish this photo.
We are planning on finishing-ish our basement in the next few months. What is finishing-ish, you ask? We aren't planning on dropping a bunch of cash on the basement. Budget is the name of the game because, after all, it's a basement. There won't be a finished ceiling (old homes have notoriously low ceilings already), and there's some very interesting quirks* to the layout that need to be addressed. We're planning on a laundry room, play room, and family room, plus the necessary storage for the Stuff.
That said, the exciting part of the process will be planning and Pinterest-ing of crazy cool ideas to make the basement AWESOME, of course. For those who already follow me on Pinterest, you're going to be seeing a whole lot of pinning going on.
*Quirks is another way of saying that there's awful things in the basement layout that must be endured, like a sewer main in front of the fireplace. What's a girl to do with that?
Wow, has it been a week since I last posted? It's been a roller coaster week in life, people. Here's my last week in pictures.
1. On the "Living Simply" tip, I cleaned out my closet and took excess to consignment. I added two shelves to our (extremely small) pantry and now our pantry is a magical world of organization. You'll have to take my word for it because the pantry is too small to photograph. Just imagine glorious organization and happiness behind this teeny door. All from cutting two shelves.
Laura: 2 points.
2. Sadly, after vowing not to purchase clear plastic containers to achieve organizational zen-ness, I bought a clear plastic container to achieve zen-ness. (Is zen-ness a word? It is now). I have been deceived again by you, Target! The power of plastic containers are irresistible!
Laura: 0 points
3. Our wee lass underwent an x-ray and two MRIs this week. She has a knee injury that we're trying to get more info on. She was so brave. Braver than her mama for sure. The hardest moment is when they carried her sedated little body into the MRI room without me. She's doing well and we hope to have a diagnosis and treatment plan next week.
4. I hired a housekeeper. She's a little inexperienced, but she was reasonably priced. And so friendly! Drawbacks are occasional diaper changes, plus room and board. Also, college tuition may factor in.
Laura: 1 point
5. My love for Restore has been rekindled once again. I bought a work bench from them with an attached pegboard, which unfortunately was too large to fit in our basement. Greg, in his totally calm & patient way, suggest we either saw my beloved pegboard off of the bench or have a very large bonfire in our backyard to burn the whole shebang. In the end the pegboard was surgically removed from the bench in hopes that I can still mount it to the wall. Hopefully.
Other treasures that came home with me are pictured below.
I don't do New Year's resolutions. Instead I take inventory of my life: what's missing? What's excessive? What do I want to learn? What kind of friend/mom/wife/person am I becoming?
And this year, after two very full and complicated years (think 2 moves, a whole house renovation and a fourth child), I'd like to live a simpler life. But how? I have four children, groceries, homework, school, a house, ballet classes, laundry, meal prep, friends & family, and a community that I am invested in. And I'd like to squeeze in some time to, you know, hang up my doorknobs and learn how to plaster 100 year old walls. Plus, I'd like this blog to be AWESOME (of course).
This is not a "woe is me" story. I love the rhythms of my life, but I know that there are some things I'd like to add and subtract.
Naturally, I check out Pinterest to see what other people are doing to simplify/organize/restructure. And get this: I end up feeling panicked and overwhelmed with anxiety because I don't have that organizing divider, or a well-appointment (always tidy!) desk in my kitchen to serve as the epicenter for sorting mail/paying bills/making lists/filing papers. Surely if I had those things, my life would be better/simpler/organized, right? And then I feel anxious because I don't have a Container Store in the area, or for that matter, space in my kitchen for a desk.
And I began to feel defeated. Pinterest is ruining me. (And yet I love it).
There must be a way to use what I already have rather that to go out a buy stuff that supposedly will make my life simpler. That's my plan over the next couple of weeks: to simply go through areas in my home and life and create new rhythms without investing a bunch of money into clear plastic containers.
In the next couple of weeks, I'd like to share in a journey with you about taking real, actual steps in living a simpler life.
Today is Day One. I packed up a bunch of stuff and took it to Goodwill. Of course, I had to do so secretively because my children would panic if they knew I gave away all the things they never play with and will never miss. After leaving Goodwill, I felt better and my house feels better to be in because there's more space now for the things we do use.
Here's my project for today. This is exactly how my desk looks at this moment. I can't stand it.
Let's do this together. If you have photos that you'd like to share, send 'em my way and let's cheer each other on.
The flu has come into our home, leaving a couple of us miserable. But we had a wonderful Christmas and the girls have had a lot of fun at home. We drank hot cocoa, had fires, told & read stories, watched movies, & played with new toys and games. And we did the most coveted activity of all: the construction of gingerbread houses.
I love to do gingerbread houses with the kiddos. The asked me every. single. day. of break if we could make them. We just break out graham crackers, frosting and leftover Halloween candies and we're in business.
It's funny to watch the methodology of each one: Luciana is fast but messy. Her house collapsed in 10 seconds, but she kept on adding frosting and licking the knife, leaving her clothes and face absolutely covered in goo.
But even covered in sticky frosting, she's just adorable.
Genevieve is a careful architect. She thoughtfully chose candies and perfect placement for each. Definitely an oldest child.
Sage loves color and crazy shapes. The more candy stuck to the house, the better.
And she dumped a box of Nerds on for good measure.
It's never convenient for me to break out a bunch of candy and frosting and let the kids go to town. There's the mess left on the table, the floor and the mess on each girl which I am responsible for. Plus all the sugar. But looking at these photos today reminds me that I have to just (in the words of Frozen, which is now completely infiltrated my home) let it go and let them have fun with the mess. They even helped clean up and wipe the table afterwards. Not well, mind you, but they did wipe it.
I really enjoyed the Christmas break with the girls. Now that they're getting older, it makes these long breaks easier because they actually help around the house (occasionally). And Marielle is thrilled to have her big sisters around to play with all day.
Now I hope to get the blasted flu out of the house before Christmas break ends...