Saturday we had an SCA event called Music and Dance Symposium.
It was all things dancing and music. It was just heavenly. I, unfortunately, wasn’t able to attend any of the classes as I was in charge of running the check in but I got to visit with a lot of people I don’t see very often. There was a ball at the end of the day which was also a lot of fun and something Kress and I enjoy doing together.
However, this not only means we were done all day but dinner, which is normally served at 4, was very late since we didn’t get home until after 10. Layla was very unhappy with me and was making very grumpy noises as she followed us around the house as we served dinner.
Afterwards though, she allowed this moment of cuteness. So I get to live another day.
A lady where I work by the name of Robin is trying to get a project off the ground that will provide 9×9 granny squares in order to be made into lap blankets for cancer patients going through chemo. I met up with her and found out this crochet square project is a little personal to her. A good friend and co-worker recently lost her battle with breast cancer. While undergoing her chemo treatments, one of the things she mentioned was how she was always cold during and after treatments.
Robin’s inspiration for the project happened when she came across an article in a Crochet magazine (Crochet 1-2-3) that was about a woman who did something similar for her mother who was going through chemo. Robin would like to see this become an ongoing thing since there are quite a few people dealing with this terrible illness.
Shortly after speaking with her, I sent out the call to all my local knitters and crocheters. I had quite a few responses so I am hoping I can help Robin get this off the ground. One of my friends, Corie, contacted me to tell me she was moving but had a large bag of 2×2 as well as 3×3 squares I was welcome to have. Awesome! It can give me a jump start on the project since all I will have to do it sew them together. Perfect!
That is what I spent some of my downtime this weekend doing. I ended up with 5 of these cute squares. The 3x3s were a tad larger than 3×3 so all I had to do was whip stitch them together and I have my 9×9 sqaure! Yay!
We leave on March 8th for a week long camping trip in Mississippi so I suspect the drive will allow me to get a couple done on the way there and back.
Yes, I know. It’s probably not the best title but it’s the best I could come up with at the time!
A friend actually turned me on to these a couple weeks ago and I finally got around to making them. They are super easy and perfect for a quick breakfast or even a snack!
Shredded hash brown potatoes – completely thawed
2 T extra virgin olive oil
1 ½ t salt (plus a little more to taste for the eggs)
Black pepper, to taste
HEB Pork Sausage
6 large eggs
1. Preheat the oven to 400. Coat a 12 cup muffin tin with cooking spray
2. In a large bowl, combine the hash browns, olive oil, salt and pepper. Coat the bottom and sides of the muffin tin with the hashbrown mixture, leaving a well in the center. Bake for 15-20 minutes until edges are browned.
3. I only used maybe a 1/3 of the sausage, cooking it in a frying pan and making sure that it was crumbled evenly. Meanwhile, I whisked the eggs together until thoroughly beaten. Salt & pepper (or add herbs) to taste.
4. Sprinkle the shredded cheese and browned sausage pieces into each of the hash brown cups add the egg mixture until the cup is filled. Place the muffin tin back into the oven and bake for another 15 minutes or until the eggs are set.
5. To remove from tins, I used a knife and ran it around the edge of the tin before popping the egg cupcake out.
I made these on Monday and put them in the fridge. They make for a great quick breakfast while running out the door!
So you may or may not have heard about the Wendy Davis filibuster here in Texas in Feb 2013.
It was the first time, in my adult life, I actually stopped and paid attention to local politics. I, unfortunately, wasn’t able to watch the whole thing though I did listen to it on the radio as much as I could. When I got home later that evening, I immediately turned the tv on. I watched this woman fighting for women’s interests across the state. Then I watched Leticia Van de Putte throw down the proverbial gauntlet.
“At what point must a female senator raise her hand or her voice to be recognized over her male colleagues?” - Sen. Leticia Van De Putte asked
To say the room exploded with energy and cheers would be an understatement. There are no words to really describe what happened. I’ve watched it the night it happened, I’ve watched it on YouTube a few more times and even now, as I write this post, I am feeling that surge of energy and hope once more.
I really wasn’t sure what I could contribute at that point. I am just a simple woman with some college credits but no degree. Everything I have I’ve had to fight hard for, work hard for and I know my life will always be one that is made from hard work. I would just cast my vote come election time and hope for the best. What else can one do, right?
The months sped by and winter gave way to spring. Some friends and I planned to go tubing in New Braunfels and we wanted to have an ice cooler with us so off Kress and I go to a local sporting goods store. It was a simple thing really. Kress was waiting for me on the other side of the cashier, it was very obvious I am the person making the purchase. I am standing at the counter, credit card in hand and the clerk, is maybe 20 years of age. Maybe.
He turns to Kress and starts talking to him about the warranty that is available on this item. Would he be interested in purchasing? Did he find everything he needed? Kress, caught completely flat footed, just shook his head. Not once did the cashier make eye contact with me even though he took the payment from me.
I was in a state of shock myself as we walked out the store. “Did that really just happen?” I ask. I look over at Kress and see the look of pure anger on his face, realization dawned on him that yes, in fact, that really did just happen. In a blink of an eye, I was completely ignored, discriminated against because of my gender. Over a fucking $35 floating ice chest! And from someone who is supposedly the next generation!
“Someone needs to fix this.” I remembered thinking.
That’s when all the talks with my friends who are teachers, complaining about the newest budget cuts, how they were struggling at home because what little of their take home pay needs to be spent purchasing the necessary materials needed in their classes. And like a slap to the face, I realized how many times I’ve said “someone needs to fix this”.
That’s when it happened. That’s when I finally got angry. I am a contributing member of this society! I work hard, I play hard and I expect and demand to be treated fairly!
I’m no longer going to worry about someone else fixing this issue that is near and dear to my heart. I’m rolling up my sleeves and getting involved so *I* can help fix these issues.
Decisions are made by those who show up