couscous salad anti-recipe
A couple people on The Twitter asked me to share the recipe for the couscous salad I make for pretty much any BBQ or potluck event we attend. I love sharing food ideas, but I also run into a minor issue when asked to post recipes: namely the fact that I never follow them. I don't know what it is with me and recipes. Perhaps some sense of rebellion in me? Some spirit of adventure that doesn't want to be tamed by things like fractions and measuring cups? A throwback to my anti-establishment . . .
bieber fever
In what may prove to be my biggest mistake of the year, I let my kids watch the Justin Bieber documentary a few weeks ago. I had heard it was a great story of someone who worked hard to meet his goals, and I figured the kids would enjoy it. They did. I will confess, I didn’t hate it either. However . . . ever since we saw the movie, my daughter India has displayed an ever-growing obsession with Justin Bieber. It’s the kind of behavior I would expect from, say, a . . .
what I want you to know: the impact of adoption loss
What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s post is by an anonymous reader. I fell to my knees onto the floor of the hotel's Berber carpeting and cried out to God. I had no idea five months ago when I signed on to adopt domestically that my heart would . . .
the lengths I will go to in order to avoid making a phone call
I've been wanting to get a piano for our house for almost a year now. We previously had a baby grand but it took up too much space, so we sold it and then my plan was to replace it with an upright. But Craig's List . . . it's just so much work with the calling and the appointment-making. Finally, this week I found a piano at a local thrift store. Only $99! It's really plain but that's what I was wanting, because my plan is to paint it. Okay, imagine it now . . .
that’s what SHE said (happy 50th suebob edition)
Before I share some of the best of the web from the past week whenever I did this last, I want to take a minute to wish Suebob a happy 50th birthday! I got the chance to meet Suebob at a retreat last year, and she is QUALITY PEOPLE. Probably one of the most supportive and genuine people in the blogosphere. She spent the last 50 days leading up to her big day blogging about a different charity each day. (See above about QUALITY PEOPLE). You can check out her entries . . .
the fourth in pictures
One of the things I love about our neighborhood is our annual block party on the 4th of July. The kids really love it, too, and they could barely sleep from excitement last night. It started with the annual parade. Each year we get the local firemen to lead the parade by basically nagging them for the month of June and promising them free food. I think this guy wins the Best Costume award for the parade. Katie was none too thrilled to be wearing this cheerleading . . .
bloggers, charities, and the question of poverty tourism
There was some interesting brouhaha on twitter this week from the blogging world. In case you aren’t completely entrenched in the blogosphere, I’ll break it down: Heather Armstrong, writer of the mother of all blogs Dooce, went on a media trip to Bangladesh along with Christy Turlington, to learn more about what the charity Every Mother Counts is doing. Cool, right? Well, the trip received backlash and a public fight played out on twitter. I covered this whole spat in detail . . .
so you think you can create a complex dance metaphor
The kids and I are catching up on some So You Think You Can Dance. This show feels like a bit of a milestone for our family, because it’s the first show that we actually all watch together and enjoy. Well, I should clarify – I enjoy. The rest of them beg me to turn it to Jake and The Neverland Pirates every five minutes, and then I threaten to just turn off the tv altogether, and then they huff and acquiesce because a show about dancing is better than trying to entertain . . .
oversharing on Curvy Girl Guide again . . . this time, about my extra-large butt
I have a new post up at Curvy Girl Guide, this time talking about how much Forever 21 hates me: Dear Sir (’cause I know a woman would not be behind this): I have an issue with the sizing at your store. I know, I know. The name of your store should be a warning. I’m not 21 – not even close. I know that my needs could be better met in a store called “Forever Mid-Thirties,” or “Desperately Clinging to My Youth.” But still, your budget prices and sassy fashions beckon me in again and again. . . . .
can this generation eradicate poverty?
Compassion International is behind a new campaign called Live58, aimed at uniting churches to eradicate poverty in the next century. I’m excited about it for several reasons. First, I’m a longtime fan of Compassion – we have been a part of their child sponsorship program for some time and have always loved the work they do. I also love the fact that they are calling on Christians to respond to poverty in a tangible way. I’m pretty vocal about my interpretation of Jesus’s . . .
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