2012 February

Where I Write

February 29, 2012 by Rhonda 6 Comments

This is my lovely writing desk:

My father made it from black walnut. I wish you could come over and feel how silky-smooth the wood is:

It’s the perfect desk for working at a novel or writing letters.

My accompanying saints:

Reference books. The rest of our library is upstairs or in storage.

Notebooks. I handwrite quite a bit. The gray box is filled with French flashcards.

My drawer:

All in all, it’s a beautiful little spot to write. I have only one “issue”:

It’s in the living room, where curious little boys roam. Honestly, I’m not complaining. I’m grateful to have a spot to call my own, and there’s nothing to be done about it now. When we move to Michigan in a few months, we hope to find a house with a separate office.

Speaking of black walnut, my dad is currently making a black walnut pencil-post bed for my husband and me. Aren’t I spoiled or what?

Thanks for hosting, Jen!

Filed Under: C'est Moi, House & Kids Tagged With: Writing & Theory

How to Make Lazy-Girl “Lasagna” (With a Toddler)

February 29, 2012 by Rhonda Leave a Comment

I was alone, I was hungry, and I didn’t want to cook. Voilà! A made-up recipe inspired by sheer laziness that kind-of-sort-of tastes-like-it-but-oh-well.

And my son helped, which was fun.

Step One: Boil some pasta.

I feel uber-guilty for subjecting yummy Trader Joe’s Corn Pasta to such a recipe. It deserves better.

Step Two: Empty everything out of the drawer. Or drawers.

Move bread products to counter for safe keeping.

Step Three: Blend 2 eggs and at least a cup of cottage cheese in the blender. I emptied the cottage cheese container of what was left. It was at least a cup. Measuring an exact amount would be such hard work!

Step Four: Blend can of tomato sauce into eggs and cottage cheese. Add spices. When I make pasta, I make my own sauce. I take pride in my sauce. It’s really good. Using Hunt’s Sauce instead of my own is what makes this Lazy-Girl Lasagna for me. Make sure to add extra spice, salt, and pepper, unless you really want dinner to be bland, bland, bland.

Step Five: Drain the pasta. Go upstairs to change a diaper.