Job has gone from sitting to thinking about crawling so quickly. He’ll be on the move soon, but right now he’s surprisingly content sitting on the floor with a few toys. I’m going to a homeschooling conference this weekend, and my original plan was to leave Job with Jonny and the rest of the family, and have him brought to me for nursing sessions here and there. I think that he may be happy to sit with me while I attend some of the lectures though, so I’m going to try bringing him along.
The bookcase that I painted a month or so ago has made it’s way into the kitchen sitting on one side of the fridge, while the chicken wire painted hutch (same color) is on the other. I like this arrangement right now. I try my best to keep the top surfaces free from clutter, but as you can see from both the bookcase photo and the hutch photo earlier this week, it’s a losing battle. The aquarium is gone now though; it’s temporary snake resident was released a few days ago.
I made millet tabouleh for the first time in ages recently. I think my recipe originally came from my friend Summer: Toast some millet (go with a 1 cup increment) in the oven, and then cook it on the stove-2 parts water to 1 part millet. I started with three dry cups of millet, you might not need quite so much! I simmer it on the stove (without a lid) until all the water is absorbed, then fluff it with a fork, let it cool a bit, and then refrigerate. Meanwhile, chop veggies: tomato, cucmber, green onion, and some parsley. The dressing is simple: per dry cup of millet add the juice of one lemon along with a couple tablespoons of olive oil and some red wine vinegar to taste. And of course salt and pepper. That’s it. Looking at one of my photos above, I see a big sprig of mint on the table next to my tabouleh. I didn’t add mint to the salad, Seth was making some sort of coconut oil fresh mint concoction that day that ultimately made him sick….
After taking Keats along with Seth and the girls for their golfing date on Monday, our friend Mike commented that Seth and Keats are like oil and water. It’s true that they’ve never really gotten along, and I don’t think they would mind my saying so here. I’ll refrain from pointing my finger at the child whom I think is to blame for the relationship failure though. As they are getting older, I am finding that they do, every now and then, find something that they can do together without fighting for a few minutes. I’m always very grateful when that happens, even if I realize that one of them shouldn’t be playing because his chores or schoolwork aren’t done. I find myself tiptoeing away during their rare moments of camaraderie. I truly hope that one day these two might be great friends, and we’ll come back across this old blog post and laugh at how silly they were as kids to fight so much.
Jonny and I are still having so much fun with our bees (Although I haven’t been carrying my camera down there. I need to!) There’s lots of exciting stuff going on in our little apiary as the result of the swarm a few weeks ago. The nervousness I was feeling around the bees a couple of months ago has passed. I think it was more related to my mental state at the time, than it was the actual bees. We have a little three compartment “queen castle” set up in an effort to raise a couple of queens from extra swarm cells that we pulled from the hive that swarmed. I only filled two of the compartments though, leaving the third empty. I can hardly type the name of the insects who have taken up residence in that compartment… cockroaches. I don’t mind telling you that I have a cockroach phobia. I can hardly handle the bees in the other two compartments, knowing that there are roaches scurrying around in the other, even though I keep the lid on. Jonny opened it the other day, telling me to use the empty space to put things while I was working and I had to just walk away from the whole scene. I’m not afraid of bees with stingers, but cockroaches are TERRIFYING. Thankfully the queen castle is a very temporary thing, and those bees will be moving soon.
Speaking of bees, Wanda sent me a surprise earlier this week. “This fabric made me think of you,” she wrote. My knitting is very happy I’m sure to be residing in a honeybee themed project bag. I love it.