Daily Life, Recipe

A great weekend, a good recipe and a bad start to the week

Not quite the good, the bad, the ugly, but it’s true.

Pat and I are back from an amazingly wonderful weekend away. It was exactly what we needed and I wish I was still there, hiding on a private island, surrounded by the most beautiful lake and trees and chirping chipmunks. Sigh. But first, lets back it up.

Thursday night I was at home, bored and broiling. Pat was at another double karate class night, so I was by myself and roasting in our A/Cless house. I was bored of all the food we’ve been eating, so I decided to throw together this recipe that I came across on pinterest (PS, is it really spelt Brussels Sprouts? I have been spelling it brussel sprouts my whole life. Hrm).

Pasta with Brussels Sprouts and Bacon

Bacon, all set to go

I mean, it’s a pasta recipe, from Martha Stewart with bacon. How could I resist?

Shallots and garlic, sizzling away with some bacon grease

When I saw Shallots, Garlic and chicken stock, I knew it was meant to be. I had all of these sitting around, wanting to be used.

Brussels Sprouts. I love these little things. I know they are hated by many, but I love these thing bitty bundles of green awesome

The only difference in my take of this recipe is my use of frozen brussel sprouts. I nuked them for half the time the bag suggested -just enough to defrost them-, and then followed the recipe the rest of the way.

All together now

The verdict? Pretty good. I would definitely like to try this with fresh veggies and see if it ends up being more flavourful. I think some tomato might be what’s missing. Pat liked it too, but requests more cheese. Then again, this mind works like this: Brussels Sprouts = CHEESY GOODNESS with a bit of green healthy stuff. Overall, a good meal. Definitely would make it again. It’s just missing….something. Must investigate further.

So, Friday morning Pat and I got up, got packed and made our way out to the country. Sharbot Lake it about an hour and a half away from where we live in the west end of Ottawa. It was a beautiful drive on a really warm and sunny day. We arrived right on time, and met up with our girl, Ali, who picked us up in her boat and took us to her family’s PRIVATE FREAKING ISLAND.  Yep, it was amazing. We spent the next couple of days getting to know Ali’s friends, eating lots of food (specifically lots of bacon), spending lots of time outside and even more time in the incredible lake. I even went skinny dipping for the very first time (with the girls, as the boys played poker. We returned to discover that we had been bet and lost as “prizes”. Pat lost me, but gained two of the girls. I was won by the very lucky Justin, who declared me to be an elven queen, thus more valuable than the two humans that Pat won. Confused? Yep. Me too. And flattered, so I’ll take it.)

Some pictures from the weekend:

Pat and I, about to board the boat to AWESOME ISLAND
Pat and I swimming!
Me in my little reading nook
Breakfast bacon, about to be cooked.

Yeah. Amazing.

We hated to leave, but leave we had to. Sunday afternoon we had one last swim, packed our stuff into the boat and then began our journey home. We made it home in time to quickly shower and change before meeting up with S&K for our evening of HARREH POTTAH!

Yeah, it was great. I laughed, I cried. I crushed Pat’s arm. We loved it. They definitely had their work cut out for them to condense a massive book into these two relatively short movies. Things got cut and changed, but I think they did a good job of getting the main ideas across (though Pat was confused by a couple of things that weren’t properly explained by the movies. ie: Tonks has a baby and a husband? Is Snape Harry’s father? WTF?)

After the movie, we decided to catch a quick dinner (S & K are about to have their second child, so it’s the last time in a while that they get to be out with friends so we took every excuse to stay out and have fun) only to be hit by OMGWINDS and the craziest storm Ottawa has seen in a while. We were fine, though soaked, by the time we were headed home at the end of the night.

Yesterday was pretty standard at work, but today has been hell. There’s been major issues with the estate (long story short: Estate taxes never got paid. I am very angry with Canada Post), I’m swamped at work, not feeling great and the husband is home sick.  Hopefully the week improves, because I was ready to snap today. I just have to go back to thinking about the weekend and hopefully that’ll calm me down.

On that note, the day is over! I’m outta here!

Daily Life

One of those days

Yesterday was just one of those days.

Yesterday marked my shift into part time hours. Working at the college as part time support staff, I work full time hours for the busy portion of the school year and then once things calm down, I drop down to 24 hours a week. For me, that translates to 9:15-4pm, Monday through Thursday.

I woke up way earlier than I needed to, unsure about my bus routes. I got on a new bus, unsure about how long it would take to get me to the college (my usual bus doesn’t run that late), and ended up arriving at the college about an hour early for my shift. Sigh. So, I decided to walk over to a near by coffee shop to kill some time. I noticed I was getting some funny looks on this walk, so I stopped and took a look at myself. Apparently, while on the bus, I had rested my purse on my lap. I was wearing black capris and managed to put what was the equivalent of an adult cat in fur all over my thighs. Sigh. So, I did my best to remove what I could and kept on my way.

When I arrived at my office, about 15 minutes early, I discovered that my co-worker was home sick. I could have come straight up, rather than kill time (and spend money) at the coffee shop. Morning came and went. I started to notice my top wasn’t the best shirt for an office environment. I kept inappropriately flashing too much boob to the office. I guess my weight gain went to my cup size because the shirt used to fit much better last time I wore it. I spent the rest of the morning adjusting my clothes and being really self conscious about it.

This is the top. This picture taken a couple years ago

I wasn’t able to take a lunch, as I had no coverage, so I ate at my desk. My sauce covered pasta dish wasn’t very appetizing, but I made due. Unfortunately, I also managed to drop half of it on to those black furry capris and my bright green top. Siiiiigh. Because of the lack of coverage, I couldn’t just run to the bathroom, so I did what I could with my water bottle and the nearby paper towel. Unfortunately, neither were much help and I ended up with bits of paper towel attached to my saucy furry pants.

Yeah, it was one of those days.  Today, I’m focusing on our cottage trip this weekend and our plans with S&K to see Harry Potter on Sunday. Tonight we are hoping to do some housework (seeing as how I was too wrecked this past weekend to accomplish anything) and get laundry going so that it’s taken care of before we leave. Tomorrow we do our errands and grocery shopping. Friday, we leave for Sharbot Lake for Pat’s work wife’s family cottage.

Sunday, once we’re home, we’re going out to see the last Harry Potter flick with S&K. It’s also going to be one of the last times we can hang out with S&K sans baby boy, who is due to arrive shortly afterwards.  It’s going to be a good weekend.

I’m debating bringing some knitting with me for the weekend. It’s been so hot and humid that I’ve been avoiding my crafting. I just can’t imagine handling wool right now. I do need to pick up some books to keep me busy (I’m thinking the rest of the George RR Martin books). What are your camping and cottaging essentials? Either way, I look forward to doing a whole lot of nothing, with near by access to a cold lake <3

Do you have any plans for the weekend? How do you beat the heat?