Showing newest 8 of 12 posts from 05.10. Show older posts
Showing newest 8 of 12 posts from 05.10. Show older posts

5.31.2010

oil and ocean

We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors, we borrow it from our children.
- Native American proverb

I can't stop thinking about, dwelling on, living with the natural oil that unnaturally bleeds into the ocean and my heart.

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In this week's mama digs, I write about Margot's eyes. Saturated, vibrant oil. And Ruby's eyes. Vast, surging ocean. Both naturally occurring, both powerful.

click here to read oil and ocean.

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ps Last few days to get that screaming deal on the sauce maker/food mill you can't live without at Our Happy Homestead.

5.27.2010

(day after) hump day nuggets: slow and breezy

hump day nuggets: little bits of the season in photos and words about the last week

We were on our Sunday walk last weekend and both girls fell asleep so Andy and I had the luxury of talking without stopping unless we wanted to. So we walked all over Missoula, winding through neighborhoods, for several hours. It was slow and breezy and so nice.

We don't have much slow and breezy these days. These days we think about dinner at 5:30. These days we garden, skype with grandparents, build forts and make pancakes before 9am on a Saturday. These days our dressers sit empty and lonely and overstuffed laundry baskets lounge in every corner. But, just in case you ever wondered, it is always possible to fit more clothes in a laundry basket.

On our walk, Andy and I talked a bit about how we might rearrange and say no to loosen up our routine a bit. We came up with a few great solutions but, mostly, we realized we are a passionate pair with many needs, both together needs and autonomous needs. And all those needs that feed our souls and cool our fevers are part of us. Like an arm. And neither of us wish to be an amputee. So, we'll be full and at times freak out. And then we'll go on a slow walk and hold hands.

nuggets.

:: Ruby Jane is six months old. She tried and loved avocado on her half-year (really?!) day, just like Margot did.

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:: On a work day, we spontaneously met papa for a picnic in Greenough Park. Not much better than laying like seals in the sun after sharing a sandwich.

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:: Thank goodness papa knows how to toss children through the air, spin them until they are dizzy with giggles and play hide-and-seek for hours. Otherwise, my daughters would miss out on a lot of fun.

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:: And the Epic Salad Marathon begins. By this time of year I am so starved for decent vegetables that I cannot imagine growing tired of anything fresh. I know zucchini will prove me wrong. But now. Now, we dine on meaty spinach and peppery arugula like we have scurvy.

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:: Oh my little creative, independent soul.

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:: Several times a day, I hear silence. Half the time it's because Margot is playing Magnum PI with the increasingly limited number of items I can call mine and the other half is this:

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:: I have incredibly generous, smart, beautiful and inspiring girlfriends. They amaze me. I sincerely have daily reflections on my fortune in friends. And then, a few years ago, this amazing thing happened without any plan at all. A bunch of us had kids. Growing with my friends with our kids growing together is damn beautiful.

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:: I think I could cut out a 'Montana' blindfolded with one hand. I know I can cut out a 'Montana' while holding one or two children and singing oh mister moon.

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:: Moments before Margot tried to 'help Ruby' get out of her blue chair.

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:: Oh and the morning romps. I know when I am older, I will look back on our mornings messing up the bed, laughing, jumping and cuddling with so much fondness. It's one of my favorites.

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Tomorrow we're off to south central Montana for the long weekend, where beauty, love and family make slow and breezy a pre-requisite.


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5.25.2010

the swirl that is my life. in print.

I had a hard day yesterday. Ruby is teething and Margot is grumpy. Maybe Margot is grumpy about Ruby's teeth or maybe Ruby is getting teeth to more adeptly defend herself to grumps...either way it is an exhausting combination.

And by 'exhausting' I mean, for the last several days I get a total of about three hours of sleep per night in 20-45 minute chunks of time because my sweet Ruby needs me. And while in a thick fog of oh I am so tired I could sleep right here on the kitchen floor, my sweet Margot needs me.

I know it is fleeting but while in it, it's hard. And while in it yesterday, I got an e mail from our local paper and within a few hours, I was standing in my tiny studio, Ruby on my hip and Margot somersaulting at my feet, with a photographer and reporter.

And then this in today's paper, right under "Woman's Ear Bitten Off in Alleged Assault":

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When I pay attention, life gives me exactly what I need at the right moments. Yesterday, I needed a shot in the arm and that's what I got.

I just had to hop on my blog and say THANKS for your support. I am abundantly grateful for the opportunity to be writing and making while home with my children and I am whole-heartedly appreciative of my community.

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And, a few businessy items:

1.
In response to the emails re: working from home/blogging/sponsorship/marketing handmades/social networking/etc:
I am considering putting together a gathering (like a half-day conference kinda thing) where we could all put our brains together to give and receive inspiration and tips to make it work for each of our own unique visions. Does this appeal to anyone?

2.
I am hiring a part-time seamstress/seamster. Flexible hours, work from home...email me at digthischick@gmail.com if interested.

3.
Hump day nuggets will be a day late this week!

5.24.2010

club dig

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So I have found that when women reach their thirties people, in general, are quick to place them in a club. Those who have babies, those who don't, those who stay home with their kids, those whose kids are in daycare, and so on.

When I chose to leave my job with my second born, I was worried what some would think. I was sensitive to colleagues' raised eyebrows. I was afraid of stereotypes. But now, here I am and I created my own god damn club. A club that cross-pollinates with friends form all those other narrow clubs.

Club dig likes feminism. Club dig celebrates every woman's pursuit of life, as she chooses it. Club dig embraces diversity for it recognizes the profound beauty in differences and enjoys opportunities to learn and grow. Club dig enjoys time spent alone and with others over high quality, lovely tasting beverages (such as coffee, bubbly water, wine and vodka).

I had a moment last week where my confidence soared. You know those moments, where it feels as if everyone around you shares your own heart beat? Read about it in todays mama digs, full circle, awe snap.

Who's in your club and what's it all about?

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And, the winner of $15 off a bonnet from Urban Baby Bonnets:

Danette said...
Great post I totally agree on surrendering to the joy of kids when things don't go as planned. The bonnets are adorable these are my favs: raspberry sugar and vines and goldenrod. So cute.

Danette, congrats! Email me at digthischick at gmail dot com.

And everyone else can have free shipping by entering the code 'FREEDIGME'. Colette's bonnets are the best. You will love your purchase!

5.22.2010

not so dandy (or would it be dande?)

As I mentioned, I am pulling dandelions like a mo fo this spring. This is the first time I have ever done this because I have never cared much before...our 'lawn' is a tiny plot of grass, dandelions, clover and exists only because sitting on rows of straw between lettuce and squash for a picnic isn't very comfy. Neither is croquet among calendula.

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our 'lawn'

Now that I have two wee ones and am home, I have a more intense need for this 15 x 25' patch to be lawn. I want to want to sit on the ground in my backyard.

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for those who inquired: my favorite dandelion digging tool is this study spade with a sharp tip

But I suck at growing lawn. I don't water it enough and certainly don't water it enough to start seed. I will never ever spray herbicide or pesticide on my plot of earth. With the increasing research proving links to canine cancer, leukemia in children, breast cancer and more, I honestly can't believe roundup is legal let alone sold by the gallon at costco...read some stats I found here and read more proof here, here, and here).

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So what's a anti-chemical girl with an aversion to watering to do?

I have a small, manageable area where I let my chickens scratch and poo in the off season. I pull dandelions, add a thin layer of compost and water *just enough*. Once the grass is thick and established, weed seeds son't be able to germinate and soil microbial diversity will increase vigor of the grass.

Plus, in a tidy little full-circle, the chickens LOVE dandelions.

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It's getting there! It's working! I am digging 50 dandelions a day (started out as 25 but I was getting nowhere...). Plenty of healthy backyard romps in our future. And, I really do enjoy a few yellow dudes among all that lawn.

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5.19.2010

hump day nuggets: plan, no plan

hump day nuggets: little bits of the season in photos and words about the last week

Yesterday I had big plans of getting caught up on some sewing orders while Margot and Ruby napped. But Margot didn't nap. And when things like this happen as an at-home mama, things don't go according to my plan (would you believe this happens quite frequently?), I have found there are two ways to respond: fight it, become a cranky bitch and don't get anything done OR ditch the preconceived agenda, enjoy the hell out of my kids and don't get anything done.

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I prefer the latter. And so do my kids.

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And while I try to avoid putting pressure on myself to live exceptionally and with purpose, as if today is my last in this life (because really that's a bit heavy), I find that it's an ok mantra to focus on when shit hits the fan...when I take a deep breath and choose to twist my cranky toddler with an unreal need to drink juice out of a green cup that is nowhere to be found into a lovely afternoon of cuddling with her, holding her like she's my only baby, brushing her hair out of her eyes and telling her, I love you so much.

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I know this won't last forever.

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Some day I'll be productive without distraction again.

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And I know I'll miss the distraction.

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So, best to just enjoy every moment.

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Especially when

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It wasn't my plan.

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ALSO

:: Urban Baby Bonnets is a dig sponsor this month! You all have seen photos of Margot in her bonnet for over a year now...it is a staple in her wardrobe. It stays on, protects her delicate Irish skin from the sun and is the sinkin' cutest thing ever.

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A postmodern twist on an heirloom classic, Colette's bonnets are handmade using thick, beautiful fabrics and they are reversible. And, she makes boy bonnets too! Ruby's arrived in the mail this week. Ginger Hot. Seriously. LOVE.

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***Urban Baby Bonnets is offering dig readers a few opportunities***
  1. Go to her website, pick out your favorite bonnet, leave a comment here with a link to your fave and you'll have a chance to win $15 off the purchase of that very bonnet! Winner randomly selected on Monday, May 24.
  2. Also, buy a bonnet and get free shipping! Enter 'FREEDIGME' upon checkout. Offer ends 6/19/10.
Thanks, ub2!

5.17.2010

we dance outside, not in our potty

The Cline clan has been spending our days outside, passing through the house only to refuel, rest and bathe.

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Our world is suddenly ripe with promises of fresh strawberries and peas, river dips with Alice, biking for ice cream, bare feet, dirt in every crease of our bodies and fresh air cleaning of the house.

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So I am just here for a brief moment, as I pass through, shoveling Margot's leftover noodles in my mouth. In between digging up my daily 25 dandelions (I figure if I dig up 25 per day that maybe by August we'll have more lawn than lion) and continuing to work on my front boulevard overhaul (slowing digging digging digging to create more edible garden space) I want to say hello, Summer. I am SO happy you're here. Yes, I know winter might barge into June, but I am thrilled you will be around for the next several months and I look forward to getting reacquainted.

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Also, in today's mama digs, I talk about the We Statements Andy and I make all the time. In fact, since I wrote this piece I am even more aware of our We Statement frequency. We don’t rub peanut butter in our armpit. We wipe snot on a handkerchief instead of our dog. We pick up blocks so mama doesn’t say swears while nearly breaking her ankle. Stuff like that.

Click here to read We don't dance in our potty.

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5.12.2010

hump day nuggets: sow grow

hump day nuggets: little bits of the season in photos and words about the last week

Things are sure sprouting around here. Things like spinach, arugula and Ruby.

The world is just so dang photogenic this time of year. After a winter that left my eyeballs starved for color, Missoula spring really delivers.

nuggets.

:: Alice now sleeps on our couch. It was like the last object in our home that wasn't hers and, well, I don't know what to say. We half-heartedly tell her to get off but she knows, big picture, we don't care so much.

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:: Wee monkey is eating food that isn't from me! Just a taste here and there but, oh my, she loves it. And it warms the cockles of my heart to feed her the apple pear sauce I canned last summer when my belly was ripe with summer squash-sized Ruby.

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Margot's a big "help."

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:: Bug loves to read Ruby books. She grabs a stack and brings them to Ruby and asks her which one she wants. And she, all on her own, calls her little pie. It is the most darling thing. This one? No? OK. This one? OK little pie. Read this one.

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:: My kids jams on the clothesline. Impossible not to smile.

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:: Journeyed to our downtown park for the Wild Walk Parade and post-party. I love that we can stroll up to a giant crowd of people and immediately see our tribe of friends.

Mamas on the hillside, papas by the light post.

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Kids running around.

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Pony rides.

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Carousel rides.

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:: I left this scene to go the the Mamalode Mother's Day Eve Bash. It all felt good....leaving my home with this image in my mind and hoping in the car with Leslie and leaving my home for a fun night.

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:: The flowering plum I planted with Margot's placenta last Mother's Day is in full bloom. (ha: I found that post from last year to link to and I was all gasp! I can't believe I posted that photo of myself with that big ol' pooch belly! And then I quickly remembered I was PREGNANT. Weird.)

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:: Mother's Day was great, beginning with a slow coffee walk with my kids and ma-in-law.

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Leading into a beautiful quiche lovingly prepared by papa.

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And the sweetest plate that has even been set in front of me.

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Margot drank her oj in a wine glass and she kept toasting the tulip. Cheers flower!

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Finishing up with a truck load of dirt. (more on this later)

And a fancy meal out followed by ice cream.

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:: I've talked before about how much I love a challenge in the kitchen. Especially when it pans out. I made a to-die-for curry mostly because of parsnips. LOVE parsnips.

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Root Vegetable Curry
measurements are a guess here but you get the idea...

2 cups basmati or jasmine rice
2 cans coconut milk
8 oz tofu
5 parsnips, chopped
5 carrots, chopped
1 onion, diced
olive oil
2 tablespoons dry curry seasoning (or more?)
salt
cilantro, chopped

Get rice going. Slice tofu in half length-wise and place on top of a clean dish towel. Fold dish towel over the top so tofu is sandwiched in middle of the towel. Place several books on top for 15 minutes or so (to press water out). In a pan, saute onion in oil for a few. Add coconut milk and curry seasoning, stir to combine. Add carrots, parsnips and tofu and simmer for 15 minutes, Spoon over rice and top with cilantro.

:: Wild Lupine Design continues to be a dig sponsor and continues to make some damn cute jewelry! Malissa offers a 10% discount to dig readers; please mention 'dig this chick' with your order and 10% of your purchase will be refunded to you the same day.

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:: First ride in the bike trailer for Rubes. Oh sweet liberation! I am so thrilled to not have to drive everywhere. Even though I was biking directly into a Hellgate Canyon wind that slowed me to an ant's pace, a good time was had by all. This is SO fun, mama! I am so happy.

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:: A little side-by-side comparison of Margot and Ruby:

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:: New stuff in my etsy shop. And to answer a few questions:
Yes, I am working on some adult stuff!
Yes, I am working on some little BOY stuff!
Yes, I can do custom orders in any size!
If you want to stay in the loop, I post items as they are made as well as other fascinating information to my dig facebook page.

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:: Plum tree blossoms! I planted this tree six years ago when we moved in. This is the first year we have blossoms!

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:: Spinach!

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:: Apple blossoms!

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:: Backyard bubbles.

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:: Quiet, still time when Margot naps.

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:: Raucous, giggle time when Margot wakes.

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