>No bladder left untested

>It is a cruel, cruel world.

I needed an ultrasound to help figure out what’s going wrong. If you’re familiar with ultrasounds and uteruses (uteri?) you might know that these are done with a full bladder. According to those in the know, the full bladder makes it easier to distinguish the uterus and recognize what’s in it. Hence, the pre-test instructions noted that for a 12:15 appointment, I was to empty my bladder at 11:00, drink 40 oz. of liquids between 11:00 and 11:15, and then refrain from emptying the aforementioned full bladder until after the test was completed.

Enter Teacher Bladder!! Educator humor always mentions teachers’ superhuman bladders. I can look at the clock during class, register that I have 40 minutes until the recess bell, and say to myself, “No problem. I can hold it.” An ultrasound shouldn’t be any different. Or should it?

Well, I was nervous. Nervous about the tests and nervous about the potential results, although I hadn’t yet admitted that to myself. Nerves + full bladder = added nervousness and an increased need to go.

Upon arrival at the clinic, I had to wait in not one, but two waiting rooms. Nervousness + waiting + full bladder = even more increased need to go.

After completing the final registration and getting my fashionable wristband, I had to walk past no fewer than two large, prominently labeled restrooms on the way to the radiology department. Oh, the torture!

Yes, I called on my inner teacher – in July. Now that’s just cruel.

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>Many moons ago, I thought I was done.

>I thought I was done timing these lunar cycles. Not the full moons that send my students’ behaviors into the stratosphere, but the cycles that most women know and tolerate and handle with an aplomb that very few men could face on a monthly basis, thank you very much.

I thought I was done facing the dementors, those Potter-esque creatures that make their victims chilled to the bone, feel like they’ll never be happy again, and after the attack, head for the chocolate.

I was rejoicing, cleaning out the bathroom vanity and saying, “I don’t need these supplies any more!”

Enough euphemisms, readers? I thought I had reached the big M: Menopause.

I was wrong.

After restocking the bathroom and heaving a deep, heavy sigh, I realized this had gone on a bit longer than normal. I made note of the start date and kept track of unusual traits. Three weeks in, I called the clinic.

We scheduled tests. Blood tests, ultrasounds, the works. I thanked my lucky stars that I have good coverage. I thanked my lucky stars that I didn’t decide to teach summer school this year; I had the flexibility to schedule appointments without making sub plans and using up sick days. I could even — well, anything more borders on TMI, much too much information.

Results came in:
I’m anemic. Not surprising, to be honest.
I have a few abnormal cells here and there, but nothing serious.
These should not be problems. But should, you know, is a bogus word.

Based on this, we move ahead. I’ll keep you informed, readers and friends. So far, rest easy in the knowledge that I’m resting and recovering, too. And I’m hiding that box of fudge in the refrigerator.

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>Throwing a greener party

>It wasn’t fully green. We did use paper plates; you can see them here. However, there were many green elements to the graduation party at our humble home last weekend.

There were plastic cups available, but no one used them. Those who chose not to drink out of the cans and bottles (yes, we’re a casual crew) used real glasses and actual coffee mugs. We used regular flatware instead of plastic utensils. Between our own set and the stash from La Petite’s apartment, we had plenty of forks and spoons for the picnic-style meal.

Serving dishes were all reusable. They didn’t all match (not by a long shot!), but they all fit in the sink or dishwasher later for cleaning.


Can you see them, behind Chuck’s German potato salad and my mother’s baked beans? To the right of the coffeepot? The basket in the corner has cloth napkins. Yes, you read that correctly. We used cloth napkins for the party. We own plenty, and they were easy to wash with the rest of the regular laundry.

The end result: one bag of garbage. One. Thirty to forty people (give or take a few) had supper at our house, and we only generated one bag of garbage. If we do this again, I might collect the paper plates separately and bury them in the compost bin.

Maybe. If someone else does the dishes.

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>Fun Day Friday — True or False

>It’s Friday! In the standard workweek, it would be a TGIF. It’s summertime, though, and in a teacher’s world that makes the schedule a bit different. Your challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to decipher which of the following items or activities is False. All are True but one.

What did Daisy do recently?

1. Amigo and I got well-deserved haircuts.
2. I uprooted the rhubarb in the backyard.
3. Plumbing and electrical inspectors stopped by to check on the recent remodeling project.
4. Amigo and I went out to lunch at a tiny hole-in-the-wall grill downtown.
5. La Petite took care of Krumpet (the bunny) post-surgery.
6. I made half-caff coffee: decaf fair trade from last week’s farmers’ market, full-caff Door County coffee, chocolate raspberry truffle flavor.
7. I cleaned the bunnies’ litter boxes.
8. I chased a bluejay away from my garden. You’re welcome to the worms, Mr. Jay, but leave my seeds alone!
9. The rain barrels remained full, despite several days of sunny weather.
10. I wrapped up nine packages for Paperbackswap and mailed them all!

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>Farm Market Therapy

>I’ve been feeling really down lately. The weather, keeping me out of the garden. The virus, keeping me under the weather for several days. The never-ending construction, forcing me to the laundromat and covering my bed in a layer of dust. I found myself wondering if our carpenters like tomatoes and zucchini – and then thinking “oh, no, that would mean they’d still be here in August!”
Some women go shopping and call it Retail Therapy. I can do that – if it’s thrift shopping or surfing the garage sales. In general, spending money doesn’t make me happy.
Some people work in the garden – the heavy rain took that option away.

But today was the day with the best therapy of all: the first Farmers’ Market of the summer.

I was so involved in the process that I forgot to take a picture while I was there. Here’s a partial collection of my haul. The strawberries are in a colander in the sink. The cheeses are in the refrigerator. I’d already sliced one loaf of bread (white with flax seed, yum) and put it in the fridge, too. The toast with jelly came from that loaf. Onions, tomatoes (greenhouse style), asparagus, fair trade coffee, bunny food (also in the sink at the picture-taking), and more — it was a good day.

But even more important than the fresh and organic goodies: the change in my mood is dramatic. Why? Let me count the ways.
Seeing the crowd: families, singles, couples, people of all ages. Strollers, wagons, wheelchairs, canes.
Crowds of people caring about buying locally, buying fresh, and buying organic.
Sunshine, aromas from the coffee shops and kettle corn stand.
People smiling and laughing and interacting.
The cheese vendor offering a sample to a sad toddler and getting a smile in return.
The young vendor handing our samples of her kettle corn, and people saying thank you.
Music from buskers and local orchestra students.
My wheeled bag getting more and more full of good foods for my family.
I’m feeling much better. I hope you are, too.

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>Uncle Ben’s Whole Grain Chicken Curry in a Hurry

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The story goes like this:

One day, early in summer, Daisy was feeling lousy. She was achy, stuffy, and exhausted. Chuck came home from work early and made supper, allowing Daisy to nap. Luckily for all, Chuck is a good cook. Luckily for all, there was a box of Uncle Ben’s Fast and Natural Whole Grain Instant Brown Rice sitting on the table and a collection of recipes for trying out the product – all courtesy of Uncle Ben’s and Mom Central. Even more luckily, Amigo remembered which recipe Daisy had planned to cook.

Whole Grain Chicken Curry in a Hurry

Ingredients
1 cup Uncle Ben’s Instant Brown Rice (see above for full name of product)
1 1/2 Tablespoons olive oil
1 cup onion, chopped (note: La Petite recommends increasing this)
1/2 cup red pepper, diced
1 clove garlic, minced
2 teaspoons curry powder
1/2 teaspoon cumin
1 teaspoon salt
1 1/2 pounds chicken breast, diced
1 16 oz. can chick peas, undrained
1 cup plain, lowfat yogurt
1 teaspoon cornstarch
1/2 cup slivered almonds

Instructions
1. Prepare the rice according to directions for four servings (will take about 12 minutes).
2. While the rice is cooking, make the curry in a skillet using the following instructions.
3. Heat the oil over medium heat and add the onion, pepper, and garlic. Cook for about 3 minues until they begin to get tender. Add the spices and stir to coat well. Push the onions and peppers to one side of the pan and toss in the diced chicken. Brown the chicken for about 5 minutes, stirring to prevent sticking and to cook the sides of the meat.
4. Add the undrained can of chick peas and stir to combine the ingredients. Cover and simmer for 5 minutes to continue cooking the chicken. Remove the lid and allow the liquid to evaporate for about 3 more minutes.
5. In a small bowl, combine the cornstarch and yogurt. Stir in the yogurt mixture until well combined. Allow it to thicken and combine with rice.
6. Sprinkle almonds over dish for garnish.

The end of the story: this was delicious. La Petite suggested increasing the onions and considering adding water chestnuts to the mix. Later in the summer I’ll use fresh peppers from the garden or the farmers’ market.

Uncle Ben’s sent more recipes, including a sloppy joe mix and a tex-mex dish, among others. They also sent advice on adding more whole grains to the family’s diet. My favorite suggestions were these:
–Substitute brown rice for pasta in casseroles and soups.
–Use cooked whole grain brown rice in seafood cakes with tuna, salmon, or crab.
–Add leftover cooked whole grain brown rice into any hot cereal recipe and top with cinnamon and a drizzle of honey.
–Make a high fiber risotto using whole grain brown rice; add vegetables such as asparagus or zucchini to increase nutritional value. Zucchini! Another way to cook my zucchini!

I wrote this review while participating in a blog campaign by Mom Central on behalf of Uncle Ben’s and received samples to facilitate my candid review. Mom Central sent me a gift card to thank me for taking the time to participate. The timing was perfect. Chuck and I and the family were very glad to try this new dish, and we’ll be sure to try more!

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>Moving on — home.

>I’m overloaded with end-of-year paperwork and (wild) behavior at my school.
Amigo graduated last night; pictures and stories soon, I promise.
Those are my excuses for reposting a piece originally posted on MidCentury Modern Moms. Enjoy!

While La Petite was graduating, Chuck was packing things in boxes and loading the minivan. He filled most of the minivan, and then he piled the two bunnies in their cages on top of the boxes, directed Amigo into the front seat, and headed home.

Meanwhile, I headed back to the hotel down the street, settled in for the night with my everpresent schoolwork, and let La Petite and her roommate figure out the rest of the packing process before they went out to party.

When I arrived in the morning, Egg McMuffins and coffee in hand, the apartment was looking better. Emptier, at least. It was time, after three years of living, to say goodbye.

Goodbye, three-color bathroom! Mint green toilet base, gold-kinda tub, and color-that-shall-be-unnamed floor. We’ll never see another one like it – or so we hope.

Goodbye, empty living room with wild duck lights!

And if you’re wondering where everything is now…

…that which did not go home in the minivan or land in the dumpster is here in the Saturn.

Chuck used the term “packing with a shoehorn” and it wasn’t too far off. Every inch had something in it.

Trust me, the trunk was full, too.

Now it’s all home. As soon as the remodeling is done, we’ll move all of it back into La Petite’s room. for now, it’s shoehorned into the basement… piled on the baby grand piano…piled under the piano…

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>Remodeling the old homestead: The Reality Show

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Presenting: the new TV Series, Driving Ms. Daisy’s Husband Crazy!

(Actual email from Chuck after dealing with a difficult day in the remodeling process)

The wild and wacky adventures of the father and son plumbing team, Chuckles and Bo!
It’s Two and a Half men, but the extra half is the big guy’s gut.
Reminiscent of Martin and Lewis, Laurel and Hardy, Sherri Lewis and Porkchop (except they were cute), Gonzo and Camilla.
It’s like Kukla, Fran and Ollie and the Keystone Cops compressed down into two people
The entire Muppet show on the road in a plumbing truck.

Enjoy classic comedic lines like:
“Phooey, we have to move the potty.”
“Hold on! I think I hit cement.” (Remember, they’re on the second floor of a wood frame house.)
“Hand me the saw up through the potty hole.”
“Hey! What’s going beep beep beep in the dumpster?”

Yes, it’s potty humor at its best. 9pm/8 central, right after America’s Funniest Home Videos. Pipe down; I want to hear the theme song!

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>Noodles & Company, Pasta and Vegetables

>When MomCentral asked me to be part of a blog tour that reviewed Noodles & Company, I emailed La Petite, who was still at school:

“When you come home, we need to make a trip to Noodles & Company for a product review. Darn. Such a sacrifice. I hope you’re up for it. “
She was up for it. She replied, “I just can’t say No to Noodles.”

Our opportunity came sooner than we thought. I picked her up at her roommate’s home in the Madison area after a big graduation party. On our way out of town, we looked for a place to have a light lunch. We didn’t want to sit down and have something heavy, but we wanted something better than fast food. Lo and behold, we spotted a Noodles & Company outside of Madison’s East Towne mall.

I hear you thinking, “What a coincidence! Did you plan that? Come on, Daisy, out with it.”

No, we didn’t precisely plan to go to Noodles & Company that day. I did pack the bowl coupons in my purse, though, because I knew our route would take us down an immense Strip with just about every restaurant option you could want. Luck was with us; the Noodles & Company was on the right side of the road at the right time.

At the suggestion of Mom Central and because it was in season, I ordered the Asparagus and Lemon Linguine dish. It tasted as good as it looked. Feta cheese on top, snap peas to join the asparagus, simply delicious. Those are La Petite’s sunglasses, by the way; you didn’t think I was that fashionable, did you?

Daughter had her “usual,” the pesto cavatappi with chicken. She let me try a bite of hers, and she sampled mine. Both were delicious.


Prior to this review, I hadn’t been to Noodles & Company for a long time. Our local Noodles restaurant isn’t close to home, it’s close to the mall. I’m not a big mall-goer, so we end up there on rare and special occasions. I’m glad I took the time to go; I really do enjoy their menu. Speaking of menu, you can go to their web site and check out the menu before you go. I highly recommend clicking on the Farmers Market link and then playing the little veggie/ noodle musicians’ video. It’s adorable.

I wrote this review while participating in a blog tour campaign by Mom Central on behalf of Noodles & Company and received five Noodles & Company bowl cards to facilitate my review. Mom Central also sent me a thank-you gift certificate.

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>Remodeling the Old Homestead: During

>Want brick and mortar? I’ll give you brick and mortar. This is in what’s left of the master bedroom; it’s the chimney. See those 2X4s? They really measure 2″ by 4″. Yes, they’re that old.

This is what remains of the bathroom.


When was this tile put in? Any ideas? It was under carpet since the 1970s at least.


And last, but not least, here’s the hallway. On the left is the new bathroom. On the right will be the new laundry. Straight ahead? The main bedroom still stands, without walls. The bedroom without walls; couldn’t that be a country tune? No, never mind.

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