Pumpkin Pecan Cream Cheese Spread
Coconut coconut coconut coconut PUMPKINNNNNNNNNNNN coconut coconut coconut…
That’s how I would describe my food cravings over time. In case you haven’t noticed, it’s pumpkin season.
Pumpkin Pecan Cream Cheese Spread
Coconut coconut coconut coconut PUMPKINNNNNNNNNNNN coconut coconut coconut…
That’s how I would describe my food cravings over time. In case you haven’t noticed, it’s pumpkin season.
Pumpkin Maple Pecan Rolls (with Pumpkin Cream Cheese Icing!)
Technology is amazing, and if you can get it into kids’ hands, it can be a tremendous democratizing educational tool. It can also monopolize kids’ attention and suck their brains out through their eyeballs. That’s just my observation as a layperson, but I’m pretty sure it’s scientifically accurate.
The other day we were reading aloud in class, not really using our computers at all. Kid after kid was mumbling through the reading, so I decided to ask them to project their voices a little better. “Can we turn up the volume, please?” I asked. Not one, but like seven different kids reached over and actually tick-tick-tick-tick turned up the volume on their computers. Once they realized what I’d meant versus what they’d done, we all died laughing. It occurred to me at that moment that our computers have almost become natural extensions of ourselves.
And actually, I don’t think that’s such a bad thing in general.
Pumpkin Cheesecake Cinnamon Rolls
I think there’s a rule somewhere that you’re not allowed to share all of your admirable ideologies without also sharing some embarrassing missteps, so here you go.
Quick and Easy Maple Candied Pecans
My students have been immersing themselves in Japanese cultural experiences as they learn about the Heian Period of Japan and The Pillow Book of Sei Shonagon, an amazing 10th century diary. While listening to traditional music and burning incense, we’ve experimented with ikebana, the art of flower arranging; shodo, or calligraphy; meditation; walks through nature; making tea; origami; and more. They’re adorably engaged with all the opportunities to appreciate art and literature from various time periods in Japanese history.
One of my favorite opportunities is learning to write haiku. Lots of us learn what I jokingly call the “baby haiku”: a simple three-liner, 5-7-5 syllable pattern, no problem. But (permit me a geek moment) haiku is actually this incredible mental and spiritual discipline that tunes in to nature while creating an asymmetrical experience for the reader. Traditional haiku don’t have the 5-7-5 pattern we’re used to, but instead are comprised of 17 Japanese on, or sound units. The closest we could come when creating a form for English haiku was the idea of a 17 syllable poem, but that’s not exactly right.
Thanks, Le Grand Courtâge, for sponsoring the development of this Raspberry Sorbet Mimosa Float recipe!
I had a crappy morning. There weren’t any major disasters, but there was a lot of minor crappiness. I had to wake up early to take Byrd to the groomer before work. Mike didn’t get a chance to take her out before we had to leave, which meant she would have to potty in the dewy grass on our way out and would probably get water, mud, and puppy pee all over my cute skirt in the car.
When we got to the groomer, no one was there. Turns out the groomer was stuck in traffic. I paced for 10 minutes with a very nervous Byrd, worrying that I’d be late for work. The groomer had clearly had a similarly harried morning, so I wasn’t angry with her; we were in the same boat. I finally left Byrd around 7:40 and raced toward work, hoping I still had time to get a coffee on the way.