Springtime Blooms...

Although quite 'horticulturally challenged' personally, I SO very much appreciate the gift others have in designing/tending their yards & flower gardens. My husband's prime stress relief activity is 'puttering' about in our yard. Thanks to last weekend's sunshine-y weather, our yard experienced a burst of color & texture with his latest plantings. Here's a snapshot of a few of the current blooms.
This lilac bloom is ESPECIALLY thrilling. This lilac bush (or, more accurately TREE) was as tall as our 2-story high house when we moved in almost 8-years ago. We trimmed it back -- significantly -- and anxiously anticipated the appearance of the violet-colored blooms and heady frangrance. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. This is our first bloom in 8-years!

Freezer Friendly Recipes

I am in a freezer-friendly meals funk. I LOVE to prepare meals for friends/family or just have a last-minute-dinner-option stashed away in the freezer. But I'm totally running low on ideas. My usual recipes when sharing with others: lasagna (with take&bake bread, veggies or salad fixings), chicken enchiladas (with salsa & chips, frozen farm-fresh corn, applesauce), baked oatmeal (with bacon, yogurt & fresh fruit).

Now, my SIL (Jolynn) recently made some scrumptious meatballs. The recipe is from the Taste of Heaven cookbook available here, by Kristy Luginbuhl. Not only can you easily make multiple batches, I 'heart' the fact that this allows for customization based on family size (small family gets a few, large family gets A LOT!). Here's the recipe.

1lb. ground beef
3/4 cup oatmeal
1 egg
2/3 cup milk
1 tsp. salt
SAUCE:
1-1/4 cup brown sugar
1 can tomato soup
1/3 cup vinegar
2 tsp. mustard

Mix together meatballs and form into balls; place in a 9x13 pan. Combin sauce and pour over meatballs. Bake at 350-degrees for 1 hour. SERVES 6-8.

So, here is where I request a little 'blog participation' from ya'll. If you have a go-to freezer friendly recipe, I would love for you to share in the Comments. Thanks!

Brokenness...

Tomorrow is Mother's Day. Created to be a holiday of celebration. A day to express thankfulness & to honor the women who have inspired us, loved us, prayed for us. But for me, it's more. It's different. And (perhaps suprisingly)difficult.

It's not that I find it hard to give thanks for the gift of motherhood. I am thrilled for the opportunity to be Alexander's momma.

It's not that I find it impossible to express my appreciation for my mom, MIL (and others) -- although I sometimes struggle with the obligation/expectations which holidays bring; I'm more of a random acts of kindness person.

I guess, perhaps it's this. My heart HURTS. Tears are just below the surface. I cannot escape reflecting on 'the flip side' of Mother's Day. Empty arms. Miscarriages. Stillbirths. Death. Heartache. Estrangement. Divorce.

I hear the echo of shattered dreams. Maybe next year at this time we'll have a baby to love. The results indicate you'll never be able to conceive a child. I'm sorry; the cancer cannot be stopped. Your adoption application has been denied.

We live in SUCH a broken world. One in which birthmothers are 'forced' to surrender their much-loved child to anothers care because of poverty. Foster children are returned to homes only to find themselves abused again (and again). Diseases invade seemingly healthy bodies. Accidents steal lives (prematurely). Our world is BROKEN and unfix-able.
EXCEPT thru Jesus Christ. Thru brokenness, HE SHINES. May He shine thru YOU. And thru ME, too.

LYRICS: In Brokennes by Steve Green. "When life becomes a shattered dream; that's slipping thru my trembling hands; I need to know that You are near; To know you see each falling tear; When there is no one else who understands.When I can't find the words to speak; You hear the pain in each heartbeat; Before I even call to You; In my deepest hour of need; That's when you come and pour Your mercy on me. Your beauty shines; Your love surrounds; Where cries of brokenness are found, bring hope alive; Help me believe and trust You one more time; In brokenness You shine; In brokennes You shine."

Baked Spinach&Pea Risotto

What do you think of when you hear the word 'risotto'?

Me? Tricky. Stirring. Complicated. More Stirring. Hard-to-master. Lots of stirring. Only chef extraordinaires should attempt.

Wrong-O. Not anymore! I made this recipe (Real Simply, April 2011 issue) and it is...InCreDible! (and easy! and delicious!)

2 Tbsp. unsalted butter
1 shallot, chopped (substituted yellow onion)
kosher/coarse salt & black pepper
1/2 cup dry white wine (used Vermouth)
3 cups low-sodium vegetable/chicken broth
1 cup Arborio rice (do NOT substitute!)
1 cup frozen peas
4 ounces (about 2 cups) fresh spinach, roughly chopped (used closer to 3 cups)
1/4 cup grated Parmesan (1oz), plus more for serving

Heat oven to 425-degrees. Heat the butter in a medium dutch oven or ovenproof pot over medium high heat. Add the shallot, 1/2 tsp. salt, 1/2 tsp. pepper and cook, stirring often, until soft, 3 to 5 minutes. Add the wine and cook, stirring until almost evaporated, 2 to 3 minutes. Add the broth and rice and bring to a boil.

Cover the pot and transfer to the oven. Cook until the rice is tender and creamy, 20 to 25 minutes.

Add the peas, spinach, Parmesan, 1/2 tsp. salt and 1/2 tsp. pepper to the pot and stir to combine. If the risotto is too thick, stir in up to 1/4 cup hot water. Sprinkle with additional Parmesane before serving. Serves 4.

Mulching Day!

My guys LOVE to be outside. After the rainy, dreary, gloomy days which have at times seemed endless, it was awesome to have a day filled with sunshine & warm temperatures.

We got a truckload of mulch delivered Friday afternoon & the boys went to work. Blake told me that the X-man said several times throughout the afternoon as they were working in the yard, "It's just us boys, right dad?" He's definitely learned 'the art of hammock-ing' from his momma :)

Elijah's Birthday...

The Saturday we were in Nashville just so happened to be our nephew, Elijah's birthday. He informed us on Saturday morning, AND throughout the day, that we had ACTUALLY missed his ACTUAL birthday because he ACTUALLY turned 7 while we were sleeping, about 2AM in the morning!

FUNNY STORY: We brought a small I-am-so-glad-we-are-family gift for each of the Plattners. On Saturday afternoon, I assembled all the gift bags and lined them up on the bed in the guest bedroom awaiting the evening's party. 9 bags, in a row. Upon exiting the room, I must not have pulled the door completely closed. Some time later, Elijah told his mom, "Mom. I was walking down the hallway & the door was open, so I just look in and saw gifts on the bed. Uncle Blake & Aunt Christine must be REALLY excited about my birthday. They brought me A LOT of gifts!" I think he was slightly disappointed when he only recv'd ONE of the bags :)

Happy 7th Birthday, Elijah!

Digging in the Dirt...

Although I love the benefits, oh-so-fresh & healthy foods, I do not like gardening. I mean, it is just so much work! :)

There's the digging in the dirt. UGH! And pulling weeds. And watering plants. And watching for bugs. EEK!
And then the harvesting. Blicking beans. Shelling peas. Cleaning potatoes. Washing lettuce/spinach.
Whew! I am exhausted already...and slightly hungry, too!

Now that I've broadcasted my lazyness to ya'll AND probably embarrassed my mom who has a garden the size of a small field, let's just say I was thrilled when Saturday's afternoon activity in Nashville included GARDENING. (They did the work; I took the pictures!) Alexander joined in the fun & had the time of his life 'helping' my neices Anissa, Moriah and Emily.

a boy & a spray nozzle (water hose): what a combination! these are Anissa's "gardening tatoos" from carrying bags of topsoil... picking lettuce with Emily...