What We've Been Doing.

Behold, my sanity!

Otherwise known as:
Heaven on Earth...


There's this little tiny A-frame camp on this little tiny island in Rangeley, Maine where we spend one glorious week or more every single summer.  It is my most favorite week out of my whole entire year, and now it has come and gone for another season....but oh, it was amazing.

I am so happy that Kev's Mom married my father-in-law.  For many reasons, really.  He is a wonderful man.  But, this here camp came with the man, and for that I shall love him forever.  His father bought this little island and the one next to it for something like $200 for one and $300 for the other way back in the day.  Then, he built this little camp with a boathouse and an outhouse...and that's pretty much all that fits...

And, it is a little boy's paradise.
And a Daddy's and a Mama's as well.

This is where we came for the second week of our Honeymoon fourteen years ago...after having spent a week in Cancun, Mexico - which was amazing...but I tell you what ~ I would have been disappointed if we had stopped our honeymoon, there.  It was here in Rangeley where we went deeper and where we slowed down -- in this tiny spot with no electricity, and miles of lake to canoe...this haven where the sounds of loons crying with the waves slap slapping the dock lulling us to sleep every night...this place that holds so very many special memories for me...and this place where we have kept on coming back to year, after year, after year.

My boys live to come to Rangeley - where there is never once a thought of watching t.v. or of playing video games.  They are up at the crack of dawn fishing and swimming, canoeing and catching crayfish and they fall asleep hours and hours after they normally would at home.  On this tiny space of an island - that you can walk around in under two minutes flat - they are never once bored, they are wild and free, and they are at peace...

And...oh my goodness.
So am I.

And while, this summer ~ coming back to this place with a newborn ~ wasn't nearly as "restful" or as "relaxing" as it has been in past years...it was still amazing.  Every summer comes with a different flavor:  A Honeymoon summer, a summer with a six-week old, a summer with a little boy and a wild child, a summer with two little boys and a baby, a summer with three little boys, and now this, a summer with three crazy Hoolies and a wee eight week old baby...

Each summer is special and unique.  Each comes with its own set of challenges:  be it watching like a hawk for a toddler to not fall of the wharf, or helping a baby fall asleep for a nap with no place to help them to really get away from the noise.  It is what it is...and each summer I take it for whatever it is...
I find myself.
I "check out" from the madness of reality for awhile.
I reconnect with nature and life...and disconnect from technology and all of the whirling and the spinning.
And so then...when I come back to reality...I am more centered.
And I am more at peace...

Our Happy Place.


 When the Realtor calls and says a family would like to come back and see your house for a second showing...well, then you feel all celebratory...so you say:  "Hey!  Let's kick it to our favorite place for the afternoon while we await an awesome offer."

 And so we did.
Camden, Maine.
A sweet little seaside town with super yummy coffee shops and lots of fun little places for wee ones to explore.
It's pretty much our favorite.
Plus, London had to have her first experience at Boynton-McKay.
One of the workers said:  "Hey!  The last time you were in here, you were pregnant!"
We've pretty much gone there ever since Kaden was a wee one, so they kind of know us.
A funky old coffee shop that used to be an apothecary.
Tons of coffees and teas to choose from, yummy homemade desserts, and just a handful of dishes to choose from...but all of them amazing.

Below is my fave:
Thai chicken with soba noodles.
Pretty much Heaven on a plate.


 And so we ate our food and we drank our coffee...we poked around town a bit... and we found some water.  And then we kicked it toward the town of Belfast and spent some time at one of our favorite parks that sits right by the ocean.

And Kevy royally kicked my butt in a game of tetherball.
I was never ever good at that game.
What I was good at, was getting my head konked a kajillion times with that dumb ball on a string.
After icecream for all...we kicked it for home.
And upon arriving there, we discovered that our showing was actually, in fact, a no-show.
Major bummer.
Ah well.  Such is life.  It was still a good day.
Happy Holiday-ing, friends!
Take time to smell the roses...

CH-ch-ch-Chia...

I bought myself a wee little package of chia seeds at the grocery store the other day...wanting to stretch myself and use something new (to me, anyway...I know that the rest of the world and their neighbor have been using these little seeds of wonder for many a moon now.  But, me - I like my rut).

And so, this past week, I used them in two of my recipes...and I must say, I am pretty pleased with the results.  The first thing I used them for was to replace my wheat gluten in my homemade bread.  A friend told me that she had tried it with virtually no difference in texture results, so I figured I would give it a whirl.
First time around, the bread fluffed up higher like it usually does - making a nice tall loaf.  The second time around, it was not as fluffy and a bit more dense.  However, it was scuzzy outside, and for whatever reason, I find that when I am working with yeast on rainy days, my bread never rises as high.  Call me crazy, but I swear it's true.

And now Kevy can eat my bread.  For some reason, his belly can handle my breads that don't have any gluten in them, but not so much the ones that do.  So, here's my all-time favorite, make once and sometimes twice every single week of my life, and have it for breakfast and/or lunch almost every day of life recipe for my bread.  I put it in my bread maker for the mixing and first rise cycle, so my  hands-on work is virtually the amount of time it takes me to make my morning cup of coffee.  You just have to be home for three hours - because that's how long everything takes from start to finish.

Throw all of this into your machine:
2 cups old fashioned oatmeal
2 cups of unbleached white flour
2 cups whole wheat flour
(** or four cups of any flour, any combination you would like.  I often use all spelt, as well).
2 heaping tablespoons yeast
2 heaping tablespoons chia seeds (or wheat gluten)
1 1/2 teaspoons salt
1/3 cup ground flax seed (optional)
1 tablespoon sesame seeds and poppy seeds (optional.  Just yummy)
1/3 cup olive oil
1/3 cup honey or molasses - or a combination of both
1 2/3 cups water.

Place in dough setting and go conquer the rest of your world for 1 1/2 hours.
When the kneading and first rise are over, place in greased loaf pan and let rise again.
Bake at 350 degrees for 32 minutes exactly in my oven.

Dee-lish.
And serve with my second chia recipe trial of the week:
Crock Pot Sugar-Free Strawberry Chia Freezer Jam.
I stumbled across this recipe somewhere on-line and thought I would give it a whirl.  I normally make my strawberry freezer jam using the "pink sure-jell" and following the "less sugar" recipe on the back of the box. But, the less sugar recipe still takes quite a bit of sugar per batch, so I just wanted to try one batch with stevia...and chia seeds as a thickener instead of the sure jell.

I kind of muddled my way through the recipe, because I didn't quite have the full three pounds (which equals about 3 3/4 cups whole berries) of strawberries thawed.  I had just a little less.  So, I used a bit less Stevia and chia seeds both than what was called for.  Thus, my jam is a bit tart and more on the "soft set" side...but still pretty yummy.  The boys love it, anyway.  I am not a huge fan of the taste of stevia, myself.  But, I think it could grow on me.

So, here you have recipe #2:
1. Lightly grease a crock pot.
2. Combine 3 pounds strawberries, 1/4 cup lemon juice, & 2-3 teaspoons stevia.  Stir to coat.
3. Cover and cook on high for 1 hour.
4. Uncover and mash berries using a potato masher.
5. Cover and cook for 1 more hour.
6. Mash berries again.
7. Cover and cook 2 more final hours with a spoon propped under the lid to let moisture escape.
8. Stir in chia seeds.
9. Ladle mixture into clean mason jars and cool slightly.
10. Store in freezer for longer periods of time.  The chia seeds will work their magic as the jam cools.

I found that I didn't notice the chia seeds at all...because strawberries have seeds, so everything just kind of blended together.  I was worried I would feel all of the seeds in my teeth, and I didn't.  And I'm also not sure I would do it in my crock pot again, just because I'm a get'er done kind of girl, and the whole procedure took about 4 hours.  Although, again, the hands-on time was pretty minimal.  Just a stir here and there.  The lady who posted the recipe said that her main reason for "crockin'" her jam was because she has a tendency to burn things.  Ha!  If you were to cook your berries on the stove, the whole idea is to just simmer them until they start to thicken a bit on their own...and that whole process would just take mere minutes.  Whatever floats your boat, I guess...
So, there you have it.
Some rainy day recipes.

Now I must go clean my house for a showing.
Joy unspeakable and full of glory...

The Scourge.

Life as of late has been just a wee bit interesting, to say the least.
It's been busy.
In a whirling dervish sort of way.

Not only have I been trying to keep the house "show ready" for whenever the Realtor calls, but London has taken it upon herself to just want to cat nap in little thirty minute spurts during the day.  That's not so much my favorite.  But, the crowning joy of life right now is the fact that we are in the thick of the worst poison ivy episode that we have ever had.  To date.

And that's saying a lot.

When Dad and Mom were here earlier last week, Dad took it upon himself to do a little bit of research on various poison ivy remedies that are out there.  We have done the Aveeno oatmeal bath, the washing with dish detergent to remove the oils, the soaking it in bleach water and in salt water, the rubbing of alcohol, the applying of cortizone cream and calamine lotion yadda yadda yadda.

We. have. done. it. all.
Or maybe we haven't.
Dad found a bunch on remedies online involving Jewel Weed, and since my neighbor Lew has a plethora of it growing wild in his backyard, I figured what do we have to lose?

Last week, Kaden's face was plastered with it so badly, and his face was so swollen that he didn't even look like himself.  Seriously, people.  His face?  What in the world?!!!

And this week, Jesse's entire bottom leg down to his foot is plastered and swollen up to almost twice the size of his other leg.  And with each successive day...the blisters....they grow.

Praise the Lord and pass the biscuits.  We are a leprous generation.  Unclean!  Unclean!
And so, this week, I took it upon myself to become the hippie Mama that I saw in all of these YouTube videos that Dad and I watched about various Jewel Weed remedies and figured that we have absolutely nothing to lose in trying some out.
The first one involves cutting up a whole whack of the stuff and cooking it on the stove for twenty minutes in a quart or so of hot, boiling water.  It actually smelled really fresh and nice.
We cooked it down, down, down, and then ladled it all - "broth" and plant - into mason jars, and we store it in the fridge to keep it nice and cold.  I also put some of the "broth" in ice cube trays, and whenever the itching makes the boys crazy, they can take a paper towel and dab the mixture in the mason jars on their wounds, or they can take an ice cube and rub that all over them - both soothing and numbing the itch all at the same time.  So far, they have said that this is their "remedy of choice."  Instant soothing.
One of the really uber crunchy Mamas also said that you can drink the liquid.  She calls it "Cortizone Tea."  I figure that we aren't that desperate just yet.  Soon maybe.  But, not yet.

And then I also found this little topical remedy, as well:
In case you don't know what fresh plantain is....because I know that I surely didn't....it's the stuff that grows all over people's lawns:
Here's a picture up close:
We pureed up a batch of that stuff this afternoon in my handy dandy food processor.
Dee-lish.
And then, I slathered a whole whack of it all over Jesse's leg.
I must say, that he was highly unimpressed with the entire procedure, but he did say that it soothed him.
It just looks gross.
But then again, the poison ivy and the swelling and the oozing blisters are no picnic to look at, either.

Cheers!
I'm off to check into the Funny Farm....

HOME. {for sale}.

So, there's this little two-acre piece of property that holds many many beautiful memories....almost four years of them to be exact....and that is just darling.  A HOME that was bought by a Daddy of two little boys and a Mama who was hugely great with child at the night of purchase; a HOME that saw baby boy #3 brought home into it the very next day; and a HOME that three and a half years later saw this family's first wee bitty baby girl brought into it as well.

And it's a HOME that is now for sale.

And because a few more people read my blog than who have actually walked through my doors, I shall now give you a pictorial virtual tour...just in case you want to buy it from us.

It's a quirky little style of a house, but then again so are we.

We've always liked houses and pieces of property that have character.  So, the salt box piece was a stand alone for awhile, and then the living room and two additional bedrooms got built on years later.

The red door with the star leads into our living room, so we don't use that door as an entry.  We use the one on the far right side of the house that leads into our kitchen, below:
 This is what you see as soon as you walk inside.  I live in my kitchen.  It's where the boys and I are always cooking, there's a little room that holds my washing machine and dryer, it's where we do school ~ and it's just the general area where I do all of my whirling and swirling all throughout the day.

This is the view looking in at the kitchen from the living room:
 And this is the view looking into the living room from the kitchen:

There are two great big windows to the left of the kitchen table, so the room is always really bright and happy, and this is honestly my most favorite room of the house.  It's where LIFE happens.

To the right of my kitchen table, there is this little nook of a space that I have claimed for my own.  It's where I have all of the boys' schooling materials, and it's also where I am sitting right now at this very moment as I type these words...
Below:  Stepping into the living room, this is the view to the right:
We heat our entire home completely with wood - and it is very cozy and happy all winter long.
And below is the view if you were standing in front of the fireplace looking out over the rest of the living room.
That little bit of pink lying on the couch is NOT for sale....although there are moments when she might be...
I never got around to painting that door...
The entire living room used to be that color green.  It was just a wee bit too much for me, so now it's a soft cappucinno color.  I had always planned to paint the door the color of that red lamp shade...but I really really hate to paint...and then the longer I lived here, I just didn't seem to notice it anymore.

Below is our downstairs bathroom that sits just to the left of the couch in the above picture.
This is really the boys' bathroom....and the company bathroom whenever people come over.  In which, I have to give 'er a real clean sweep as there are certain (read: three) little boys whose aim is not always the greatest as they like to play "shooters" and all take aim at the same time.  It's a glorious adventure, I guess...
This is the big boys' bedroom.  It's through the door that you see to the right of the rocking chair in the living room, and it overlooks the garden and has two happy windows.  It also often smells like something died in there when they keep the door closed for too long...and when they make little boy noises and do things that little boys love to do.  It also is never ever tidy, and I have given up trying to make this one room "show ready" for whenever the Realtor calls.  I figure people will have to use their imaginations for this one.  And I also want to let the boys live.  And play.  And create.  Without always and forever making them put every single thing away.  So, for this past showing, an entire popsicle stick village was front and center for all the world to see.  Whateve......
This is the other downstairs bedroom.  For us, it has served as both guest room and whatever child is the youngest in our family at the time....  One window overlooks the garden, and the other overlooks the backyard, fireplace, and chicken coop area.
That's why this is my favorite bedroom...
Garden and chicken coop.  My faves.

And it's also the room that gets the most sun.  If we end up staying here for any amount of time longer, our plan is to move all three boys upstairs, because it's just a huge wide open space; we'll put London in their room, and we will take this room.
Above:  This is the nook of our bedroom on the floor upstairs.
Right now it is serving as London's little space.
And this is the rest of our room...with London's sweet little Moses basket to the left of the bed.  The entire loft is done in pine - people seem to either love it or hate it.  It could easily be painted or whitewashed.  But Kev and I like the simplicity of it...plus, remember I despise painting, so we have kept it this way.  There are also two ginormous "his" and "her" closets and our own bathroom:
Through the sliding glass doors of our living room, you can walk outside to our deck.  The house came with a hot tub, which is rather glorious in the wintertime.  Kev loves it year round, but I like it when it's so cold out that the air freezes my nose hairs.  Then the water feels especially love-o-ly.
 We try to have manners and keep the girls off the porch.  They were just dying to be in the photo shoot.  To the right of the hot tub is a really good sized space to put a patio table and chairs.  This is where we eat virtually all of our meals in the summertime.
We have a detached two car garage directly to the right of the porch, and I started a wee little perennial flower garden on the side of it.  The woods are full of big fun rocks.  This is where we got all of them to make both the rock wall and the fire pit...
 This is where we eat many a chicken sausage and s'more in the summer...and it's where we cook many a cup of camp coffee all year round.
And this is our big backyard.
It's sweet, happy, and always full of life.
There's a big huge garden down the slope to the left that is chock full of veggies.
There's an awesome "neighbor Lew" right across the road."
And it could all be yours if you're interested...