Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Oatmeal Cookies and Winter Waves


This is the time of year when, as a surfer, your feet and hands get tanner than all of the rest of you. Of course, when the creepy fog sneaks in, nothing seems to vary in color.

I normally never get anything good in the mail. In fact, it's a running joke around here that I only check the mail when the mailbox door won't shut anymore. It's not entirely true, but I certainly am more diligent about my e-mails. This time of year is the best time of year for snail mail, though. Christmas cards with the familiar, but matured faces of old students (their eyes always look the same) along with some of the gifts I ordered online are much more exciting to spread out on the kitchen table than bills from our health care provider and excessive attempts by different bank branches to get us to apply for their latest, greatest, most shiniest color of credit card. 

Last week I went surfing during the first winter swell. The surf was predicted to rise from three to four feet at dawn to six to eight feet by the dusk, so I got out quick and caught a few while the fisherman were still rounding up their morning catches and the tide was on the rise. It was my first winter surf with Sprout. Sometimes when I get a good wave, and I'm all by myself out of earshot of anyone, I'll say something like "yeah, Sprout!" after I kick out; like the ride was good because we caught it together; like someday I'll say that to Sprout when he or she catches his or her own wave and rides it to the sand, and it'll be familiar. 

Since we found out about Sprout, I've been extra motivated to hone my crafting skills. Maybe this is nesting. I made a wreath last week with my neighbor. We're planning to do a monthly craft project from now on. I also used the sewing machine I got from Scott's parents last Christmas for the first time. Scott's mom came all the way down from Ventura to show me how to use it. We are working on Mr. Basil Fox. He has the tiniest jacket. It's hard to imagine that the baby we are making this for will be almost as small. 

After Scott's mom left, he helped me sew the miniature jeans (complete with useable pockets!). I said, "Oh my gosh! Did I just sew my finger?" after pressing the peddle to complete one of the pant legs. He said, "You should know!" 

I've been working on a few knitting projects, too. I used the whole movie Ted to learn the seed stitch. I had intended to knit myself a scarf with this stitch for the holiday season, but at this rate it will be ready closer to Lincoln's birthday.

And lastly, I baked oatmeal cookies for our neighbor. I had two before I sent them off, though, and Scott had one. I think I used one of the first recipes I found on Pinterest. I accidentally added corn starch I thought was baking soda to it and they still turned out to be the best cookies I've ever made. I added an extra pinch of salt, too.


p.s. thank you all for your thoughtful comments and emails about our baby news! It means so much!  We can feel the love! 

10 comments:

  1. You're a domestic goddess! I love the American tradition of sending cards with pictures of yourself on them, it must be so nice to see people you haven't seen for ages. I do hope it catches on here one day. Excellent sewing there, I was going to ask you a while back how you were getting on with the sewing machine. Teeny tiny toy clothes must be the hardest thing to make I think. If you can do them you'll be well away. Love the last feet up photo. I'd like to sit there next to you for a while and look at the sea. CJ xx

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    1. Is that how I'm making it seem? Don't look too closely at my stove or oven, though. I don't think Martha Stewart would approve of my tidiness in those areas. I'm glad you mentioned that tiny clothes might be more challenging to make. That's what I was hoping! I felt like as soon as I pressed the peddle down to sew the pockets that I had already gone too far! That'd be fun if you came to sit and watch the waves with me :)

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  2. I keep trying to learn how to sew from my mom, but then get quickly overwhelmed and just have her complete the project. This is the year, though, I'm going to figure it out! What you're making looks so cute! You're honing your mommy skills--you'll be a sewing and baking machine!

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    1. You think? I kind of hope so and that these aren't just passing hobbies. I can see what you mean about sewing being kind of frustrating. We got the bobbin all tangled and I basically just wanted to wait for Scott to get home so he could fix it. He's much more patient than I am with that sort of thing (probably with most things ;).

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    1. I couldn't have complained about either.

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  4. you always leave me with an impression you don't try to impress or to fake something, that everything is simple, beautiful and trouly yours. love it, as always. x

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    1. What a nice thing to say to somebody. Thank you! I like what you said about making moments truly yours. That's a neat way to put it.

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  5. I love checking the mail this time of year! Between Amazon packages and Christmas cards, it's always a good day to check the mail in December. :) Also those cookies look delicious!

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    1. Getting stuff you ordered from Amazon is like Christmas morning in and of itself!

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