Saturday, October 29, 2011

The Angel of the North

I'm a bit behind in updating our blog. Not much has happened this week, but we did get out a little last weekend. We drove to Gateshead, Newcastle's "sister city" on the other side of the River Tyne, to see The Angel of the North, one of the most famous landmarks in our immediate area.

Because it's located just off one of the main highways (or "dual carriageways," as they say here), we have driven past this hard-to-miss sculpture a few times, but have never stopped before.

From the plaque at The Angel's feet: "The Angel of the North was commissioned by Gateshead Council and created by internationally renowned sculptor Antony Gormley. It is Britain's largest sculpture and believed to the be the world's largest angel sculpture. It is one of the most-viewed pieces of art in the world--seen by more than one person every second, 90,000 every day or 33 million every year. Work on the sculpture started in July 1997 and it was assembled on site seven months later in February 1998. The Angel was fabricated from 200 tonnes of weathering steel by Hartlepool Steel Fabrications, Ltd. on Teeside. It rises 20 metres (65 feet) and has a wingspan of 54 metres (175 feet), almost as big as a jumbo jet."








We also ducked down a little path that led off behind the sculpture. The leaves are turning, though it's still fairly warm--light jacket weather. Perfect weather for a mini-hike through the woods.




Check out more of Antony Gormley's sculpture here. Coincidentally, I watched a documentary a couple of months ago about Horizon Field (excerpt of that documentary below), an installation of Gormley's in Austria. Enjoy...

Ollie's First Rock Video


Ollie on lead guitar, Merrit on bass, performing White Stripes' "Seven Army Nation." (Warning: Sort-of long video...)

Friday, October 28, 2011

Guess Who's 39 Today?!


Today is Mike's 39th birthday. The day's festivities will include: homemade birthday cards/art from the kids, cake baked and frosted by the kids and I, a dinner of steak, salad, baked sweet potatoes, and bread, and a little date-night for us after the kids go to bed (read: some cold beers and an episode of Chopped). Don't feel sad for us, we like it! But seriously, we are having our babysitter come sit for us on Sunday night, so we'll get a night out then.

Happy birthday, Mike! You are the best. Ever. <3


Thursday, October 20, 2011

Mike vs. the Scotch Egg

We dropped the boys off for school this morning and drove to Tynemouth to Ron's Bakery for a pot of tea for two and a bite of breakfast. 

Mike ordered a Scotch egg, which is classic street food (though we did eat indoors). Scotch eggs are quite a unique food item, so we decided to take pics and share. 

A Scotch egg is a hard boiled egg which is then wrapped in ground sausage (like
what you'd use to make your own patties), then rolled in flour, dipped in egg,
and rolled in flour again. Then dipped in egg again and rolled in breadcrumbs.
Then, deep fried. Served hot or cold, sliced in half, with a pinch of salt.

Mike digs in.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

We Went Parking

No, not THAT kind of parking. We just parked the car. And drank coffee. Mike sketched and I read. (Finishing up "The Other Boleyn Girl" by Philippa Gregory...wow, what a read!)

We parked by the St. Mary's Lighthouse and spent about two hours just sitting in the car, as it was buffeted about by some seriously strong winds. The boys were both in school and Mike was home for the day. He has vacation time he has to use, so this was how we chose to use it....


Monday, October 17, 2011

I Could Just Cry...

How sweet is this little bundle?



And then, this picture. Oh my gosh. The faces say it all: Kim (Mike's sister and new grandma to baby Jack) so proud, so emotional; and Page, tired but happy.


Merrit looked at this picture and said, "Mom, when babies are born, do they have legs or do they just grow them later like tadpoles?" I cracked up. (You would think he didn't have a baby brother!) After a few probing questions, I realized that he was confused by Jack's swaddling. He's all straightened out now. :)

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Baby Jack Is Here!

I just got this email moments ago from Mike's sister, Durenda.:

We have a healthy baby boy!  Haven't seen him yet but just found out he was born 2:30pm, 7lbs 14 oz, 21". They said he's long and skinny! Will send photos as soon as we get to see them!

Since we don't have any baby pics yet, let me just repurpose this ADORABLE photo from Page's blog, taken about a month ago, when they first "went public" with Jack's name.

Welcome (Almost!) to the World of Boys

My niece Page is going to be having her baby sometime today! Her water broke last night and I got a midnight email from her that they were heading into the hospital. (With the time difference, it was 5:00am here and I had gotten up so I got her email, literally, just after she emailed it!) I've been waiting with excitement and anticipation all day. Praying, too, of course.

Page, her sweet hubby Andrew, and baby Jack have been on my mind and in my prayers so much over the last few weeks. I have been thinking about Page being the mom to a newborn baby boy.

Ah, boys. I love being the mom to my two active, energetic boys. It got me thinking, and I started noticing--and taking pictures of--what life with little boys is like.

None of these photos were set-up; I just documented some "vignettes," if you will, from our house these last couple of weeks. Page, this one's for you...Love You Tons!

Cowboy hats and PB&J smears.

Hot Wheels and Thomas the Tank Engine in with the silverware.
Emergency vehicles in my purse.

Itty bitty Legos. Everywhere. This is a worldwide bane of parents' existence.


Action figures mixed in with the toothbrushes. Yeah, that storm trooper is
missing his head.

The cold hard reality of living with three males.

In the FRIDGE. Really?

Stinky sneakers. Like, unbelievably stinky.

If you think your food bill won't go up until they're teenagers, think again.

Speaking of food, we just eat naked around here. Saves on laundry.


Saturday, October 15, 2011

Tell Off

I was filming Ollie--who's getting quite good with the big boy, two-wheeled scooter, when one of the neighborhood kids, well...just watch...



Somehow, I turned my camera back on by mistake and so recorded the most awesome tell-off ever...

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Nutella Black Currant Oat Bars

I invited a neighbor for tea this afternoon. We've just recently met even though we live just four or five doors down from each other. Both our littlest ones are in the same afternoon nursery school, so she's coming round for tea without kiddos. Bliss. :)

I wanted to make a chocolate cookie or bar of some kind (was originally thinking biscotti). Since the only chocolate I had in the house was Nutella, I started Googling cookie recipes with Nutella, looking for one that didn't call for cocoa powder, baker's chocolate, or chocolate chips. I had all the ingredients for this one except for the hazelnuts (I bet it's killer with the hazelnuts mixed in. Mmmm.)

I had my helper at my side of course. He's becoming quite the good listener in the kitchen!

What kid doesn't love Nutella?!
Nutella Black Currant Oat Bars

1/2 cup unsalted butter, softened
1/2 cup light brown sugar (I used dark)
1/2 cup granulated sugar
1 egg
1 tsp. vanilla extract
1-1/4 cups flour
1/2 tsp. baking powder
1/4 tsp. salt
1/2 cup Nutella
2/3 cup cherry preserves (I used black currant)
1-1/2 cups oats, divided
1/4 cup chopped hazelnuts (I didn't have these, so I skipped them but I bet they are awesome)

Preheat the oven to 350 and grease a 9″ square baking dish.

Beat together the butter and sugars until creamy. Add the egg and vanilla and beat until just incorporated.

In a separate bowl, mix together the flour, baking powder, and salt.

Slowly add the flour mixture to the butter mixture to combine. Stir in 1-1/4 cups oats. Press 2/3 of the mixture into the baking dish.

Spread the nutella over the crust, and then spread the cherry jam over the nutella. Add the remaining 1/4 cup of oats and the chopped hazelnuts to the remaining flour/crust mixture. Crumble the mixture over the nutella and jam.

Bake for about 25-30 minutes, until golden brown. Cool on a rack before cutting into squares.

 Recipe from Ella Says Opa!

Monday, October 10, 2011

God Save the Queen

It's been a sad week at our house, so this email forward was just the touch of humor--er, "humour" that is--we needed. Wanted to share it with you. Here goes...

photo source
To the citizens of the United States of America from Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth II

In the light of your immediate failure to financially manage yourselves and also in recent years your tendency to elect incompetent Presidents of the USA and therefore not able to govern yourselves, we hereby give notice of the revocation of your independence, effective immediately. (You should look up 'revocation' in the Oxford English Dictionary.)

Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth II will resume monarchical duties over all states, commonwealths, and territories (except Kansas, which she does not fancy).

Your new Prime Minister, David Cameron, will appoint a Governor General for America without the need for further elections.

Congress and the Senate will be disbanded. A questionnaire may be circulated sometime next year to determine whether any of you noticed.

To aid in the transition to a British Crown dependency, the following rules are introduced with immediate effect: 

1. The letter 'U' will be reinstated in words such as 'colour,' 'favour,' 'labour' and 'neighbour.' Likewise, you will learn to spell 'doughnut' without skipping half the letters, and the suffix '-ize' will be replaced by the suffix '-ise.' Generally, you will be expected to raise your vocabulary to acceptable levels. (look up 'vocabulary') 

2. Using the same twenty-seven words interspersed with filler noises such as ''like' and 'you know' is an unacceptable and inefficient form of communication. There is no such thing as U.S. English. We will let Microsoft know on your behalf. The Microsoft spell-checker will be adjusted to take into account the reinstated letter 'u'' and the elimination of '-ize.'

3. July 4th will no longer be celebrated as a holiday.

4. You will learn to resolve personal issues without using guns, lawyers, or therapists. The fact that you need so many lawyers and therapists shows that you're not quite ready to be independent. Guns should only be used for shooting grouse. If you can't sort things out without suing someone or speaking to a therapist, then you're not ready to shoot grouse.

5. Therefore, you will no longer be allowed to own or carry anything more dangerous than a vegetable peeler. Although a permit will be required if you wish to carry a vegetable peeler in public.

6. All intersections will be replaced with roundabouts, and you will start driving on the left side with immediate effect. At the same time, you will go metric with immediate effect and without the benefit of conversion tables. Both roundabouts and metrication will help you understand the British sense of humour.

7. The former USA will adopt UK prices on petrol (which you have been calling gasoline) of roughly $10/US gallon. Get used to it.

8. You will learn to make real chips.Those things you call French fries are not real chips, and those things you insist on calling potato chips are properly called crisps. Real chips are thick cut, fried in animal fat, and dressed not with catsup but with vinegar.

9. The cold, tasteless stuff you insist on calling beer is not actually beer at all. Henceforth, only proper British Bitter will be referred to as beer, and European brews of known and accepted provenance will be referred to as Lager. New Zealand beer is also acceptable, as New Zealand is pound for pound the greatest sporting nation on earth and it can only be due to the beer. They are also part of the British Commonwealth - see what it did for them. American brands will be referred to as Near-Frozen Gnat's Urine, so that all can be sold without risk of further confusion

10. Hollywood will be required occasionally to cast English actors as good guys. Hollywood will also be required to cast English actors to play English characters. Watching Andie Macdowell attempt English dialogue in Four Weddings and a Funeral was an experience akin to having one's ears removed with a cheese grater.

11. You will cease playing American football. There are only two kinds of proper football; one you call soccer, and rugby (dominated by the New Zealanders). Those of you brave enough will, in time, be allowed to play rugby (which has some similarities to American football, but does not involve stopping for a rest every twenty seconds or wearing full kevlar body armour like a bunch of nancies.

12. Further, you will stop playing baseball. It is not reasonable to host an event called the World Series for a game which is not played outside of America. Since only 2.1% of you are aware there is a world beyond your borders, your error is understandable. You will learn cricket, and we will let you face the Australians (World dominators) first to take the sting out of their deliveries.

13. You must tell us who killed JFK. It's been driving us mad.

14. An internal revenue agent (i.e. tax collector) from Her Majesty's Customs and Excise will be with you shortly to ensure the acquisition of all monies due (backdated to 1776).

15. Daily Tea Time begins promptly at 4 p.m. with proper cups, with saucers, and never mugs, with high quality biscuits (cookies) and cakes; plus strawberries (with cream) when in season.

God Save the Queen!


Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Our Jenga

1996 - 2011
I brought you home from the vet hospital where I worked.
We were married just six months then.
You were homeless and so spunky,
With oversized ocelot ears.
You made us laugh with your brainless antics,
Your 100-mile-an-hour silliness, and cross-eyed glances.

Through two moves, two babies born, a Greyhound come and gone,
And always with Skippy—your friend and nemesis,
You charmed us with your jungle-cat strut and your statuesque beauty.
You were a princess. You had Mike wrapped around your little pink toe.

We almost lost you once before.
Mike slept on the floor of the closet
All night, his hand on you.
We nursed you through—
Gave you sub-q fluids and fed you with a syringe.
And you got better.

We had four more years with you, our little "Chickie."
Your bubble-gum toes and cotton-ball feet.
The way you laid “cute traps” we couldn’t resist.
Your rabbit-soft coat, meticulously licked.
Your demanding “feed me” mew.
Your lazy window-sill sunning, eyes half-closed.
Your rattley purr in bed at night.

I’m sorry we weren’t there for you, Jenga—
Our sweet, slinky, shiny girl—
To hold you through your peaceful passing.

A letter Merrit wrote to Jenga when we first told him
on Sunday that she was very sick.

A memorial that Kara, our friend in NC, painted under the chair where
she held Jenga for us until the very end. Thank you, Kara.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Gifts from Germany


Mike is home and came bearing gifts. Liqueur-filled marzipan candies, a keepsake beer stein, and hot-chili chocolates packaged in a beautiful slim metal box.

He's going to post pictures and write a post about his trip soon...

Monday, October 3, 2011

My Little Hunter-Gatherer

You didn't think he was kidding about that side dish did you?

Chopped seaweed with viniagrette of mirin rice wine vinegar, tamari soy
sauce, and sesame seed oil, and garnished with chopped scallions.

In case you missed the original clip:




We did check to see if there were any poisonous sea vegetables in Britain, and learned that only the Desmarestia variety is poisonous, and it grows in deep water. We figured we were in the clear.

We were going for a knock-off the wakame salad we get at sushi restaurants that is SO GOOD...but ours was not as fresh or delicious. It didn't have the texture of wakame and looked more like cooked spinach than a fresh seaweed salad. Next time, we'll hold the soy sauce; it was already plenty salty.

Yes, I said "next time." Merrit's convinced that Mike needs to try it now...

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Last Day of Summer???

I actually already thought we'd had the last day of summer...a few weeks ago it was really cold, and I thought, "Well, here we go." But imagine my surprise--well, everyone's surprise--when we a 77-degree day yesterday! We had a busy morning--flat tire, ASDA shopping, and fundraising coffee--but as soon as we got home, we quickly packed a picnic lunch, put on swimsuits, grabbed our buckets and spades and walked to the beach.

We spent five hours there. The boys had an absolute ball. When we got to the beach at about 12:30, the tide was out and there were lots of rockpools to explore. After the tide came in, the boys played in a rather warm tidal pool for a few hours. Then, eventually, even in the surf. Merrit actually got out there a little bit, although it was cold. Like, your ankle bones start hurting if you stand in it for long, but he waded out and said he got used to it eventually. Brrr. Other people were out there, too. Crazies.

By the time we left, the shadows were long and the boys were sandy and hungry. Here are some pictures from our day.

























 

 

 


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