Today for lunch I made an amazing saute, which is only one in a line I have created. (Who knew you could have a saute line? Maybe I'll name them Skillet Creations.) Anyway, last night I went shopping at Aldi and bought (among other things) their "Fit and Active" brand whole wheat noodles. Now, whole wheat noodles have a reputation of being hard to swallow, but I am trying to be healthy, and these are really good!
Mushroom and Spinach Saute
(add as much of each ingredient as you want)
oil
onions
garlic/garlic powder
mushrooms
fresh spinach
basil
soy sauce
salt and pepper
Stir in cooked noodles and heat on high until starts to turn brown/stick to pan. Sprinkle with parmesan cheese.
In other news. . . today at work I re-shelved returned books for 6 hours! Who needs exercise when you can walk through the shelves all day?
Friday, August 29, 2008
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Daily Epiphany: August 20
My family returned safe from camp, and on the way home stopped in Chicago to wish me a happy birthday. Stoophy and I took some fun pictures with her digital camera. As soon as she posts them, I shall do the same.
Yesterday I went to the Salvation Army Thrift Store on Devon. It was actually an easy walk. Goal: some clothes and a book shelf. Well I didn't find a book shelf, but I got some good items for fall. I love thrift store shopping because there is so much more variety than your regular department store. You just can't go expecting to find something specific.
On the way to the store I ate lunch at this Mediterranean restaurant called Big Buns and Pita (soon to be called Sahara Kabob). Their Hummus and Shwirma is amazing!
I had something else to write about, but I forgot what it was . . . that's not good.
Classes start a week from yesterday! Ahhhhhh! Not quite ready.
Last night I rediscovered decoupage. At the beginning of the summer I was complaining to myself that I don't have any hobbies . . . now I have two children's books and a cook book to illustrate, a sweater to knit, and more recipes to create.
Yesterday I went to the Salvation Army Thrift Store on Devon. It was actually an easy walk. Goal: some clothes and a book shelf. Well I didn't find a book shelf, but I got some good items for fall. I love thrift store shopping because there is so much more variety than your regular department store. You just can't go expecting to find something specific.
On the way to the store I ate lunch at this Mediterranean restaurant called Big Buns and Pita (soon to be called Sahara Kabob). Their Hummus and Shwirma is amazing!
I had something else to write about, but I forgot what it was . . . that's not good.
Classes start a week from yesterday! Ahhhhhh! Not quite ready.
Last night I rediscovered decoupage. At the beginning of the summer I was complaining to myself that I don't have any hobbies . . . now I have two children's books and a cook book to illustrate, a sweater to knit, and more recipes to create.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Living in the kitchen
This morning I woke up at 9am. Ten minutes ago I left the kitchen. Between making breakfast, cookies, mini-cheesecakes, lunch and super I was one busy women.
Saturday is my birthday, so I was making ice cream cookie sandwiches for a little party at the park. My family is driving back from camp on Sunday and stopping in Chicago for a bit, so the mini cheesecakes are for them (and Friday night dessert picnic at the Grant Park Music Festival). It was lunch time, so I had to make lunch (chinese noodles and an frozen egg roll). Tonight I work from 2-10pm so I had to pack a lunch.
Now I understand why women throughout history have been labeled as kitchen-bound. It is very easy to make a whole day out of cooking, baking and washing dishes! (I washed about three loads in three hours).
Time to eat lunch and run out the door.
Saturday is my birthday, so I was making ice cream cookie sandwiches for a little party at the park. My family is driving back from camp on Sunday and stopping in Chicago for a bit, so the mini cheesecakes are for them (and Friday night dessert picnic at the Grant Park Music Festival). It was lunch time, so I had to make lunch (chinese noodles and an frozen egg roll). Tonight I work from 2-10pm so I had to pack a lunch.
Now I understand why women throughout history have been labeled as kitchen-bound. It is very easy to make a whole day out of cooking, baking and washing dishes! (I washed about three loads in three hours).
Time to eat lunch and run out the door.
Friday, August 8, 2008
Planetarium Fun
Now that I am working again, I have the joy of having scheduled days off. As opposed to being unemployed, days off make me feel like going on an adventure.Therefore, on Tuesday, my friend Rachel and I went to the Adler Planetarium. Oddly enough, this was my first visit. It's a smaller museum so we were able to see pretty much everything in about 3 hours.
Looking at all the stars and planets, we couldn't help but marvel at our Creator's genius! Pretty amazing and awesome.
My favorite exhibit was the History of Astronomy.
Lots of great artifacts: compasses, navigation tools, sun dials, etc. ranging back to the 14th and 15th centuries.
There was also a re-creation of a medieval classroom. Pretty spiffy.
Being on a career path towards museums, it is interesting to think about the identity of certain institutions. The Adler Planetarium is a science museum, but obviously it needs history to tell the stories of its field's past. On the other hand, history museums rarely categorize their history into different fields (i.e. astronomy, oceanography, transportation, geography). Similarly, the Field Museum turns cultural history and anthropology into natural history--equating Native American dwellings with rock formations. Musings over.
Here's me getting ready to travel to the moon
Me and the city (in all it's hazy glory)
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Daily Epiphany: August 1
Not really an epiphany, but talking with some friends who are also on blogger, I decided to re-decorate. Since I don't have the freedom of decorating my apartment with more than push-pinned posters and faux ivy, this will have to do.
I started working at the Loyola Bookstore this week. Getting this job was such an answer to prayer. I don't mean to question God's blessings (yet I often do, until He lightly taps me over the head with a 2x4), but sales is definitely an alternative universe. And, as much as I enjoy purchasing items at great discounts, I do not enjoy entering them into the cash register.
Two weeks until my birthday. It doesn't feel right not being at camp for my birthday. I don't know what I am going to do with myself. Nevertheless, it will involve ice cream.
I've been reading Joshua Harris' Boy Meets Girl, but not for the reasons you might think. Whether or not I agree with the idea of courtship, Harris has some great incites about God's role in our lives, relationships and dreams.
Taken from pp. 39-41:
You might be asking, "How am I supposed to obey God's commands and follow His principles when my circumstances are so different from those of other people?" Let me try to explain.
Imagine that you're a student in an art class. You and dozens of classmates are learning from a master painter. One day your teacher displays a painting of his own. It's an incredible work of art, and he wants each of you to copy it.
You're about to begin working when you turn to look at the person next to you. You're surprised to note that he has a larger brush than yours and a differently shaped canvas. You look around at the rest of the class. Some students have acrylic paint, others watercolor, still others oil--and everyone has different colors. Though you all have the same assignment, you each have completely different materials. . . "How do you expect me to duplicate your painting when the people around me have so many more colors to choose from?"
The teacher smiles. "Don't worry about the other students," he says. "I've carefully chosen the brushes and paints that each of you has. Trust me. You have what you need to complete the assignment. Remember, your goal is not to create a painting that mirrors the person next to you, but to do your best with the materials I've given you to create a picture faithful to my painting."
. . . We can each rest in the knowledge that God is sovereign over our life's situation. No matter where we are today or what mistakes we've made in the past, He has given us everything we need to glorify Him right now.
I started working at the Loyola Bookstore this week. Getting this job was such an answer to prayer. I don't mean to question God's blessings (yet I often do, until He lightly taps me over the head with a 2x4), but sales is definitely an alternative universe. And, as much as I enjoy purchasing items at great discounts, I do not enjoy entering them into the cash register.
Two weeks until my birthday. It doesn't feel right not being at camp for my birthday. I don't know what I am going to do with myself. Nevertheless, it will involve ice cream.
I've been reading Joshua Harris' Boy Meets Girl, but not for the reasons you might think. Whether or not I agree with the idea of courtship, Harris has some great incites about God's role in our lives, relationships and dreams.
Taken from pp. 39-41:
You might be asking, "How am I supposed to obey God's commands and follow His principles when my circumstances are so different from those of other people?" Let me try to explain.
Imagine that you're a student in an art class. You and dozens of classmates are learning from a master painter. One day your teacher displays a painting of his own. It's an incredible work of art, and he wants each of you to copy it.
You're about to begin working when you turn to look at the person next to you. You're surprised to note that he has a larger brush than yours and a differently shaped canvas. You look around at the rest of the class. Some students have acrylic paint, others watercolor, still others oil--and everyone has different colors. Though you all have the same assignment, you each have completely different materials. . . "How do you expect me to duplicate your painting when the people around me have so many more colors to choose from?"
The teacher smiles. "Don't worry about the other students," he says. "I've carefully chosen the brushes and paints that each of you has. Trust me. You have what you need to complete the assignment. Remember, your goal is not to create a painting that mirrors the person next to you, but to do your best with the materials I've given you to create a picture faithful to my painting."
. . . We can each rest in the knowledge that God is sovereign over our life's situation. No matter where we are today or what mistakes we've made in the past, He has given us everything we need to glorify Him right now.
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