It was pumpkin carving night at Casa de Hattan. Pumpkin seeds are, I think, the only food that Turbo absolutely will not eat. She has tried them on several occasions, and just hates them. Straight up. Manlegs will eat them if they are sitting there, but he in no way HAS to have the pumpkin seeds baked, so I just don’t do it. When I was a kid, the pumpkin seeds were pretty much the best part of carving the pumpkins, and it’s pretty difficult for me to just dump the pumpkin guts, seeds and all, into the garbage can. But, it is what it is.
Running a shop, often times you become the model for advertising.
Whether you like it or not.
*I initially wrote this as a trip report for our shop’s blog:www.greatoutdoorshop.wordpress.com. However, I tweaked it a bit on this posting.*
Manlegs and I decided to take advantage of the gorgeous fall day and head to Long Lake for some fishing. And by “fishing” I mean that he actually fished and I actually read a good book.
Here’s the deal: Long Lake is beautiful. Long Lake is quiet. Long Lake is easy to get to. Why?
When I was digging around in my cupboard for my recipe book today I found these photos that I had sealed away for safekeeping, and I got totally distracted as I opened them up and looked through them again.
When Turbo was very small, I thought about having a portrait done of her…and then I just never did. I don’t know why I never did. The thought would enter my brain every now and then, and I’d just kind of shove it aside. It wasn’t for any specific reason, but there was a hesitation there and I never really could figure out why I just didn’t get it done.
Fall is in the air, and that can only mean one thing…chili.
Chili is like that rare movie that is actually better than it’s book counterpart, in that the leftovers are actually better than the original. I like to call it the Fight Club of food for that very reason. Chili just gets better and better the more you freeze and reheat it, so when I make chili, I MAKE CHILI.
So, with that said, this recipe is pretty much double a normal chili recipe. So, unless you’re up for an epic chili-making endeavor you will probably want to halve this recipe (at least).
Turbo heads to school tomorrow. As she gets older, I feel like she just gets more and more fun to be around. I love seeing the person she is becoming. She has always been so independent and driven, and it is awesome to see her further develop down her own path.
She still really just hangs with the boys. I don’t have a problem with it; I really like it actually. She’s happy, she’s surrounding herself with people with similar interests, and her crowd of young guys are really, really cool. There’s no drama and there’s lots and lots of laughter. I was the same way. I see A LOT of my younger self and my friends in Turbo and her posse.
You know, there’s not a thing wrong with a classic.
Take movies, for instance. I’d way rather watch Audrey Hepburn than some stupid Kardashian doing…whatever it is that they do. Take books. I’d way rather read Shakespeare than some trash by Danielle Steele.
Cookies can be the same.
This is the Audrey Hepburn of cookies.
Holy jelly beans you guys.
I mean, it’s almost over, and I don’t even feel like I truly even started it. We’ve had our first snowfall, and the aspen leaves will be popping out with new colors very soon
I learned that there is absolutely no way I can continue with the Daily Dose updates. While it was an admirable goal, I failed.
In 1971 the U.S Congress designated August 26 as “Women’s Equality Day.”
The date celebrates the 1920 passage of the 19th Amendment to the Constitution, which granted women the right to vote. The women’s suffrage movement formally began in 1848 at the world’s first women’s rights convention in Seneca Falls, New York. Yes, women fought for the legal opportunity to vote for over 70 years before the law was changed.
Turbo just turned ten, and to celebrate her birthday we decided to crown off the double digits by summiting a peak, because…well, because we as a family are just weird like that. We decided to head in toward Fremont Peak because it’s an awesome summit. I’ve been on the summit of Fremont twice, so for me it was no big deal. Sure, we could have picked something like Warbonnet which is less distance, less elevation, and less scrambling, but no…I knew that Turbo could rockstar her way through it. I didn’t know she could do it as well as she did.