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I Dare You…

I have a proposition.

I propose that we all take a day and enjoy it.

A day without reading into anything.

A day without thinking that the world is working against us.

A day without offence.

I propose “No Offense Day”.

Lets encourage change through positive actions, not through angry tirades.

Do something great for someone instead of judging them.

“No Offense Day”!

Lets do it.

Lets celebrate positivity!

Tuesday, May 12

I challenge you to look at the bright side and make someone’s day.

Do it, I dare you.

DO IT!!!

DO IT!!!

When you are alone…

I spend half of my year living with another person or two and the other half of the year living alone.  When I am alone my house is tidy, I don’t watch TV and very rarely put in a movie.  I spend my time reading, listening to music, sewing, cooking, recreating, gardening and drinking coffee.  I relish in my solitude.  When I am living with others I converse, play games, watch movies, listen to the radio (weekend NPR!!) and generally cherish the moments that I have with those I love.  Sounds perfect, right?  It is except for the embarrassing things that I catch myself doing when I am sure no one is looking.  For example, I WILL lick my plate clean.  Yep, I will.  I know that I am not the only one.  I know this because I have seen other people do this.  I am not proud of it, but I’m not really ashamed of it either.  If something is that good I refuse to let a single morsel go to waste.  So now you know my dirty little secret.

Glad I got that off of my chest, now I can share a wonderful little craft with you.  I picked up volume 3, issue 2 of Stuffed- The crafting of Softies, way back in 2010.  It sat on a shelf, in a box and then, on another shelf ever since.  Then, my beautiful, wonderful friend visited me and shared the most wonderful news in the whole entire world with me- she is having a baby!!!  This lit a fire under me and I got back into my sewing room and started creating.  I made swaddling blankets, burp clothes and a number of other things that revolve around babies.  But, I wanted to make her something a little bit special.  Something that could be carried through childhood.  I wanted to make a stuffie.  As fate would have it, I have been collecting cashmere sweaters for years.  I always intended to make something with them, but was never inspired.  That is when I saw the cover of Stuffed as it sat on my shelf, I knew what I was going to make: a bunny!

2010 Stuffed Magazine

2010 Stuffed Magazine

These sweet little stuffies are the brainchild of Savannah Carroll.  There is no pattern in the magazine, but I guessed and estimated and came up with a pretty close example.  If you are not interested in crafting a bunny and are just looking to buy one of these beauties, you can purchase pre-made or custom ordered stuffies from her Etsy site: .  She has numerous amazing designs.  Go there and check it out.

I got to work cutting up sweaters and picking out colors.  This was such a fun project.

A couple of pointers if you are going to make your own up cycled stuffie:

  • Be sure to prewash your fabric and dry it with some heat.  This ensures that it will be easy to cut-out and that it won’t shrink after you have sewn it together.
  • Sew your accents on before you see your two halves together (i.e. pink for ears and belly, face, eyes, nose, mouth).  This will prevent the frustration of having to hand stitch everything.
  • It doesn’t need to be perfect.
  • If it is for a young child or infant, use safety eyes to prevent them from being pulled off and swallowed.

Well, here is my first attempt:

Un-stuffed, upcycled, cashmere Mr. Hops!

Un-stuffed, upcycled, cashmere Mr. Hops!

I haven’t gotten Mr. Hops stuffed yet, but I wanted to share the work in progress.

All of my friends and family are currently smacking their foreheads as they read this because they know that the next gift they get from me will be some variation of this.  Ha!

This is the last post I have to complete for my class, but I will continue to post regularly.  I am going to be taking on Pinterest!  I want to see just how “simple” some of those projects are.  (Honestly, the only projects that make me nervous are the ones that revolve around make-up.)  Let see how I do.

Sewing and cooking and…school?

Yep, that’s right.  I am back in school.  College to be exact.  I decided that after a 10 year break, I should go back and see what I am missing out on.  So far I have battled with an instructor, passed a few tests, continued to battle with a professor, learned how to install memory into a computer, used a yard stick, battled with a professor (and finally dropped his class).  This is not the college I remember, but I think I’m going to like it.  I even get to use this blog for one of my classes…BONUS!!  Aside from the fact that everyone in class now knows that I am a self-absorbed, craft and thrift store addict, this rocks!

On my last post I gave you all a recipe for beautiful, fluffy, buttery, sourdough biscuits.  Over the years I have honed my baking skills.  I have learned from the best: Mama D, Martha, my mother and myself.  Its not that I think I am a master of baking, but I am a master of trial and error.  For about a year I made probably 50 loaves of bread and 20 batches of cinnamon rolls.  I have worked with sourdough and yeast, quick breads and flatbreads, pizza dough and tortillas.  It has been a labor of love brought about by an unsatiated hunger.  A hunger for a single, fluffy, buttery, cinnamony roll.

I have worked tirelessly on finding a great cinnamon roll in the city I live in.  I have gone to every bakery, coffee shop, breakfast joint and bar (the bars are mainly to help me drown my sorrows after coming up empty-handed in the “great cinnamon roll search”).  Its like trying to find a vintage sweater that doesn’t smell like old lady perfume or moth balls.  After 2 years of searching I have determined two things: a. this town does not have a decent cinnamon roll; and b. the Ocean Roll must die.  Who decided that some crappy, dry, cardamom-flavored roll was a, “great substitute for a cinnamon roll!”  As the girl behind the coffee counter cheerily replied to me.  Whaaa?  I do not think so.  Why did it have to replace it?  Why can they not coexist, side-by-side?  Who made this decision?

I will now hop down off of my soap box and give you some sourdough pointers:

  • Don’t buy sourdough.  Chances are, you know someone that has a starter that they will let you take a bit of.  Some people keep it a secret, so ask around.
  • If you can’t find someone with a starter, make your own.  There are plenty of tutorials on how-to online.
  • Your sourdough will last a lifetime if you properly care for it.  Mine is over 50 years old!  That’s much older than me and it carries with it a little piece of home.
  • Every sourdough will taste a bit different.
  • Find a great resource for sourdough use and care.

I have a sewing blog for you that I will be putting up int he next week.  I am preparing for the arrival of my dearest friend’s first child and have been sewing up a storm.  I look forward to sharing my creations with you!

Here’s a little taste of what’s to come:


Meeting your blogger

Have you ever met someone that is almost famous? Not someone that the general public might be aware of, but someone that is famous in your world. Did you geek out a little bit? A lot? I have had this happen a couple of times. Just last week I saw a blogger that I follow at Target. He was with his family, so I wasn’t really planning on going up to him and going all “fan girl”. I stalked him from the racks of swimsuits that I was dreadingly going through for a class that I am taking. (The thought of wearing a swimsuit in public makes me nauseus.) Then, this wonderful self-help blogger- this man with nothing, but tips on success and how to achieve the best possible “you”- said something so unlike his online persona that I was left shocked. Shocked and awed as a matter of fact. I had just realized that this man who had all of the answers to life and business was, in fact, human. Mind- blown.

Yup, that’s right folks. Just like teachers and baristas and bar tenders, bloggers are just people. That is so freakin’ cool.

I bring this up because I was fortunate enough to meet a follower of my blog. Up until this point I thought that only my close friends and family followed my blog. I thought my bubble was small and that nobody really knew about me. Now, don’t get me wrong, I don’t think that I am a world-wide phenom who will be offered a book, TV show or movie deal (although I wouldn’t turn it down, or maybe I would). I know that I am “small potatoes”, but it was awesome and flattering and rendered me somewhat speechless; although I did ramble to the poor gentleman some nonsense about other blogs and chicken coops and fodder.  That being said, it is nice to know you are appreciated when you are sending these messages off into the unknown.  Just as important, I feel that it is just as important to stay humble.

That being said, I have a recipe for you!!!

Have you ever cooked with sourdough?  Tasted sourdough? Do you know what sourdough is?  Even if you cannot answer “Yes” to any of these questions, this post will be beneficial to you.

I will start by saying that I have gone through stages of hating, loathing, tolerating, loving and obsessing over sourdough.  As a child, I liked sourdough toast for about 2 weeks.  Next, I wavered between hating and loathing it for about 15 years.  For a brief period I was intrigued by the different techniques of using it.  I spent about 2 months loving it.  Now I am obsessed with it.

…Sorry I have to interupt this post with a little message: “If your phone is particularly loud and clear, it is probably on ‘speaker’.  Please have the decency to deactivate this feature if you are in public; for your sake and mine.  I am in a coffee shop writing this blog, sitting next to a lovely couple that keeps handing the phone back and forth.  I currently know their ages, travel plans, mailing address, and I am sure that if I wait long enough their SSN and their credit card numbers.  Situational awareness folks!!…

Back to the blog:  The sourdough starter that I have is over 50 years old and from a place that I call home.  The most important thing I have learned about sourdough starters is to never, ever buy one.  You most likely know of someone that has one hoarded away in the back of their fridge or pantry; or you can start one yourself.

There are many resources for the handling and usage of sourdough.  Maybe someday I will take the time to become one of those people, but for now I will just say (without any affiliation) that I saw a post from King Arthur Flour on Pinterest the other day that I am sure would be great.  A couple of books that I would suggest are: “The Encyclopedia of Country Living” by Carla Emery, and “Idaho Backcountry Cookin'” by Judy Hull.  I didn’t put links because I would prefer that you order them from an indie bookstore like Iconoclast Books ( than to order form b&n or amo-crazy-place.  SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL BOOKSTORE!!!  Both books are great resources.  If you cannot find Judy’d book please let me know, I have order forms.


Let’s Get Cookin’!

Because of my love of sourdough, I am sharing my favorited sourdough recipe with you.  Even the neighbor kids call these their favorite biscuits.   I may have started a neighborly battle with a stay-at-home mom.  Her child prefers my sourdough biscuits to hers.  Not bad for a “part-time mentor” and full-time “work-a-holic”.  A couple of tips for this recipe:

  1. Do not over mix- you want chunks of butter showing.
  2. Do not over knead, it will be a bit sticky.
  3. Allow it to rise- I usually allow 15-30 minutes depending on how long I have had the wood stove cranking’.
Because they are so good!

Because they are so good!

Sourdough Biscuits (from Idaho Backcountry Cookin’ by Judy Hull!!)

  • 1 cup flour
  • 2 TBSP baking powder
  • 1/4 tsp baking soda
  • 1/2 tsp salt
  • 1/4 cup butter
  • 1 cup sourdough starter

Oven to 400.

Mix dry ingredients.

Cut in butter.


Add sourdough starter.

Adding starter.  Be sure to measure by pouring rather than dipping.  Less likely to  contaminate your starter.

Adding starter. Be sure to measure by pouring rather than dipping. Less likely to contaminate your starter.

Mix until dry ingredients are wet.

Mix until just moist.

Mix until just moist.

On a lightly floured board, knead gently 2-4 minutes.


Fold and knead.  Adding flour as needed to keep from sticking to board.

Fold and knead. Adding flour as needed to keep from sticking to board.IMG_0480

Cut out biscuits and place in cast iron pan (or on a cookie sheet if you don’t have one).

They don't have to be perfect.

They don’t have to be perfect.

Rise for 15-30 minutes in warm area.

Cover with a towels or plastic wrap.

Cover with a towels or plastic wrap.

Bake 13-18 minutes.  You are looking for the tops to become golden brown and for a hollow sound upon tapping the tops.

Apply butter and/or gravy and enjoy!!

Have fun with this one and please send me photos of yours.

PS  Thank you to my 12 year old photographer.  Than goodness he takes biscuits as payment!!

PPS  Yes, I am wearing a pink, cashmere robe I found at a thriftstore.  It is luxurious!!

One more huge shout-out: My friends and their parents are starting their own hard cider business.  Please check them out.  These folks are going to rock the cider world:


Yes, another horribly long break.

Yes, I have taken another horribly long break from blogging.  A lot has changed and I can’t wait to catch you all up on what is new!  This is just a quick post.  I will be back this weekend with a new project and a new recipe!!  I am attacking my Pinterest folders and can’t wait to share my successes and failures with you.  There is also a little business in the making.  I hope you have enjoyed the break from me because I am back in force now!!

New topics and requests are being taken.

Because they are so good!

Because they are so good!

Ack! Year in Review…

Hello All!


I am going to write this like I haven’t taken a year + hiatus from this blog and will just dive into my thoughts, dreams, feelings, projects and recipes like I have been with you this whole time. And yes, I am aware that I have a penchant for run-on sentences and beginning sentences with the word “And”.  I appreciate my quirks and am choosing to embrace them (a New Year’s resolution that I decided to make in the middle of April…still counts!).

That whole paragraph is a lie (except fro the part about my resolution). I am going to tell you all about what I have been up to. Yeah for you!

First things first: I left you last year about this time because I accepted a new job. I spent last summer falling gracefully from helicopters and hiking the PCT. Yes, it was awesome. I got a wicked lung infection in September that was only calmed by a trim to the Main Salmon with a great friend. We ran the trails, hiked, gardened, fished and cooked in a wood fired oven. The lung infection aided me in catching this year’s flu, which lasted about 2 months. I cut all of my hair off, again.  Yes! After that I went to Weed, California for a month and took the Wilderness EMT class through WMI-NOLS. It was amazing and I would recommend it to anyone! After that I came home and prayed for sun or snow, but definitely not cold, gray rain. I got cold, gray rain. About that time I decided to hop back on the bike and log some miles. It was fantastic. I have spent the last few weeks honing some EMT skills and learning how to be a leader. I have been told that I am now ready to lead 20 young men and women into the woods to fight fire, with supervision. That frightens me a little because sometimes I am not sure I can even guide my legs into pants, but I am willing to give it a try.

So, now you are caught-up on what I have done.

A few other notes:

  • I have craved the following:
  • Cobb Salad
  • Late July Chips- Oh my goodness they are so salty!
  • Indian Curry
  • Tutus!
  • Bacon- duh
  • The desire to tell people: Yes, I know that my shoulders will never fit into cute women’s tops; my arms will always be a little too long; all shirts will look as though they were meant to be belly shirts on me; my legs are short for my height; I have child bearing hips; each of my thighs is the same circumference as my waist; I have man hands (told this by a boyfriend who refused to hold my hand); my thighs will never, not touch; and I have a high forehead. I have chosen to embrace these things. I have chosen to love myself. I refuse to allow anyone into my life that doesn’t do the same. I am worthy of love and compassion. My goal this year is to spread this belief among all of the people in my life. Everyone is worthy of love, its time that we acknowledge it.

That was profound and a lot to digest. I will leave you with that for now…and a picture of me in a tutu, because it is awesome!



Yep, awkward pose, but I was with some fantastic 3′ tall princesses in similar outfits.


As I head into the spring I will bring you new projects, recipes and thoughts (lucky you). I hope you enjoy. Please let me know if there is a topic you would like me to explore.

Hey there, its been a while.

I know, I know, I have not been consistent in this whole posting thing.  My sister informed yesterday that I may have a mild, yet healthy, form of ADD.  No, I am not making fun of people with ADD or ADHD, nor am I making light of the disease.  I very easily get distracted by other projects and shiny objects.  Like yesterday, I started to instal the new-used microwave and realized that all of the parts were dirty.  I loaded them into the dishwasher and cleaned the kitchen and sought out more things to put in the load (e.g. light fixtures, flower pots, etc).  While that was running I decided that one of my cupboards needed two pull-out shelves instead of one.  I built those then realized that the rollers were, unfortunately installed by the home’s previous owner ( Read: And Finally When to Call a Pro).  Because he had built the previous shelf crooked, he just put in the rails crooked.  Problem solved!  So, I fixed one roller mechanism.  Then, I installed the microwave.  By the way, instaling an over the stove microwave is one of those times a person should ask for help (Read: When to Pull-Up Your Under-Roos and Do It Yourself).  The microwave is installed and one of the roller shelves is firmly in place.

As for the garden, I have completed one section of fence and I finally got the gate installed.  Now… about the gate.  I like to reuse items that have been cast away.  Items that people no longer see any use in.  I find many of this items at Pak-It, the local junk store.  Half of the time I go to Pak-It to find items I can use around my home the rest of the time I go there just to walk around.  The place is like my Dad’s shop and it reminds me of being a kid.  Anyway, I had been eyeing this fantastic old bed frame.  You know the kind with the mesh that looks like fencing and the small springs around the side that hold it to the steel frame?  It is a beautiful color of rust and was just begging to be incorporated into my  home.  I finally decided that it would be my garden fence.  Awesome!

The bed frame itself is a bit wobbly, so I set to work cutting some braces for it out of some scrap lumber that I had laying around.  I found some cool little l-brackets that would hole the wood in place.  Then came time to put the hinges on.  Now I am not an idiot.  Sometimes I do idiotic things or say idiotic stuff, but I am not an idiot.  So, when I get treated like an idiot my temper flares; but being a girl that spends A LOT of time at hardware stores I get treated like an idiot pretty regularly.  I went to a home store whose name I shall not mention.  Lets just call them the Depot of Home.  Whilst at the Depot of Home I wanted to pick up some drill bits that I could use on metal, more specifically steel.  I looked at all of the bits and found the ones that claimed to work on metal and had little pictures of steel beams on them.  Still, I like to talk to the hardware guys and find out what they recommend.  That was a mistake.  Hardware Man #1 Pointed at the little picture of the steel beam and said, “Well, the picture says these will work,” looking at me like I couldn’t possibly be dumber for asking him such a DUMB question.  Okee dokee.  I bought the ones that Hardware Man #1 recommended.  Upon returning home it took me about 3.5 minutes to destroy the bits he sent me home with.  (And yes, I was using oil.  How dare you doubt me.)  So back to the Depot of Home I went, destroyed bits and receipt in hand.  After the lovely woman at the return counter helped me I headed back to the drill bits.  I again called for assistance and after about 15 minutes of waiting Handy Man #2 arrived.  I explained to him that I had gotten Drill Bit Set A, but that I had destroyed them.  As he sighed loudly and rolled his eyes he explained that Drill Bit Set A was only coated and the coating easily comes off.  Once it comes off the bits are soft and easy to break.  “Okay, so what would you recommend?”  I say, giving him the opportunity to teach me about drill bits.  “Well, Drill Bit Set B is impregnated by blah blah blah.  Therefore, it can stand up to your, uh, what did you say you were working on?”

“A steel bed frame,” I said through clenched teeth.

“Ya, these are the bits you want.  Oh, and don’t forget to use oil.”

“Got it!”  I said as I strolled to the register.

Upon returning home with Drill Bit Set B it took me about 10 minutes to destroy this set, but I was not going back until I had finished putting the hinges on my gate.  Even if it meant destroying all of the bits on the set before I returned them.  So, that is what I did.  The gate is hanging perfectly and looks fantastic.

Look at that Awesome Gate!!!

Look at that Awesome Gate!!!

The next day it snowed and I spent the day in the kitchen moping and cooking.  I made pickled strawberries, blueberries and peaches, sriracha and the most amazing lunch ever.  I made a salad out of celery, onions, homemade arugula pesto, lemon juice and smoked sardines.  I ate it on sweet potato chips and topped with sriracha.  OMG it was amazing!

Pickled Strawberries with Cumquats!!!

Pickled Strawberries with Cumquats!!!

Making Sriracha

Making Sriracha

Best Lunch Ever

Best Lunch Ever

After the gate fiasco I decided to take a trip.  My summer job does not allow me the time to travel and see my family so I decided I should make one last trip to see them.  My road trip through Idaho involved finding out that my favorite restaurant/brew pub in Boise was closed for remodel and the new one would open the day after I left.  My sister and I finally found a place that had decent beer and some food which was on the top of my list.  One little not to restaurants: If your burger (meaning the meat) cannot stand alone and needs the bun and the sauce and the cheese and the bacon and all of the other crap you slather on it in order for it to taste good; then, it is not a good burger.  Just like you can’t dip a horse turd in chocolate and make it taste like a truffle (but it is one of the funniest April Fools jokes I have ever heard of).  Needles to say, the burger was no bueno.  We continued on to Pengille’s and enjoyed some amazing music by Hill Folk Noir.  Check them out, they are awesome: .  The next day included watching my 7 year old nephew play an intense game of flag football, running in the Boise foothills, eating half a pizza at Flying Pie and spending over and hour trying-on and testing running shoes at Shu’s Idaho Running Company.  (Note to self: do not test running shoes after eating half of a pizza.)  Tasha rocked it and got me into a great pair of running shoes that are ugly as sin.  At least I know that no one will steal them.  I finished off my day with dinner with my Mom and a soak in the hot tub.

I left Boise and traveled on to the Main Salmon to visit my surrogate parents, Mama and Papa D, at my home away from home, Shepp Ranch.  While there I napped, ate, hiked and went mushroom hunting.

Look at the size of this mushroom!

Look at the size of this mushroom!

I finished my trip with a visit to Grangeville and, as always, left with a truck full of stuff.  Mostly metal cans and fencing for my garden.  My Dad always makes sure to hook me up.

Now, I’m back home and all of the trees are covered with buds, the hops has emerged and all of my bulbs are in full bloom.

Now my summer begins.  This is a bitter-sweet time.  The bitter part being that I will not be around much to write for all of you, but the sweet part is that I am hoping to have some contributing writers keep you entertained while I am away rapelling out of helicopters.  I will still write when I can and throw you a recipe or sewing pattern or gardening tip every once in a while.  I just won’t be able to do it very often.

Do you have any ideas for blog posts?  Would you like to contribute?  Let me know.


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