This summer we planted a garden.
I was adamant about my gourd corner. You might remember my family of butternut squashes awhile back. The wonderful thing about butternut squash is they don't rot very fast! And tonight I finally ate the fruits of my labor in the form of pizza.
Not a single family member touched my pizza. They think I'm weird.
Slice and dice the squash/toss with olive oil, salt, pepper, and onion slices/roast in the oven.
Spread over pizza crust. Add spinach leaves, basil, mozzarella and gorgonzola cheese.
Then thank God for pizza and squash.
Sunday, December 5
321/365
320/365
Today my good friend, Laura, from back in the high school days (show choir!!!!), let me take her Christmas card photo. She and her husband have two awesome dogs who got their own photo shoot. I had the toughest time picking which photo to feature but I'm a big fan of this snaggle tooth one.
This was a close second. Dogs laughing!! I mean, what is going on.
I also liked the people pictures, of course.
Wups...there's another dog one.
They really are good models.
Yay! The whole gang!
I was so impressed with Laura's decorations. Mom and I went on a Christmas decorations shopping frenzy late tonight. And we saved $70! And by the way, my dad shot a deer this morning with his bow. Congrats, dad! Thanks for putting meat on the table.
Back on track now...
I reeeally like this one.
And this one, too.
Laura, I hope you can find something to work with. If not, I'll photoshop you into White Christmas or something. Thanks and I love you and remember that time I dribbled water down my clothes right before choir? Sadly, I haven't outgrown that phase.
Friday, December 3
319/365
I like rows of trees covered in lights so much.
This song is new this year. Coldplay always comes through. It's another sort of sad one, but it sounds happier. Plus I could really relate to this lyric as a kid, and now, after being in New York during Christmas time, it's strange being back in warm December:
When you're still waiting for the snow to fall
Doesn't really feel like Christmas at all
Thursday, December 2
318/365
I've already posted two pictures of Christmas trees and I'm sure this won't be the last. Today was the first day I listened to Christmas music because I wanted to and it probably won't really feel like Christmas until we get our tree and our house decorated, but I'm getting there.
About Christmas music. Some people don't like new Christmas songs. They only like the old traditional ones. I get that. But I disagree. There are so many Christmas/winter songs that were written in the last few years that I just love so much. And it makes so much sense to me! Christmas Day represents the most inspiring thing that ever happened: God becoming a man. I know not everyone is inspired by that. For some it's the joy of the season, but for me, Jesus most definitely is the joy of the season.
Anyway, I think I'll share some of those songs that I like. This song isn't about joy at all, actually. But I love it so much. It's so beautiful and sad. Christmas is hard on a lot of people - I think it's probably hard on everyone, really. To some degree.
I'm thinkin' bout years gone by
I'm thinkin' bout church at midnight
I'm thinkin' bout letting go
I think that might finally be alright
Wednesday, December 1
317/365
I've been meaning to post this for awhile but my room is a disaster and this was buried in it.
Right after I got home from Africa my parents handed me a one-inch binder filled to the brim. I was actually a little nervous and for some reason thought it was paper work. Paper work for life. But it wasn't! My mom printed off every entry that I made while I was in Africa! I love it so much. I have looked into getting my blog printed in book form (just for me, not for Barnes and Noble), and it is really expensive. Plus, I haven't decided yet if this year has been really memorable. Do I want my 25th year as a coffee table book? Would it be a bit narcissistic? Am I already a bit narcissistic by making a blog like this in the first place?
I had a busy day and it's been a busy week. I want to sleep for a long time and wake up refreshed because I have a lot of things to do again tomorrow and the next few days. Funny how business finds you.
November Favorite
316/365
Today my grandpa handed me this photo and said, "...and this is the only photo I have of my mother."
That was the first time I cried today.
The second time was when he handed me a handwritten letter and said, "...and this is the only letter my father ever wrote me."
What a day.