Stress, Sadness, and Sleep

Yesterday was two months until my wedding.  That, in and of itself, is a good thing I think.  Despite the stress and frustration, I am looking forward to it as one would expect. 

Yesterday evening, though, we got some bad news.  My future brother-in-law might be my former future brother-in-law before we even get married.  He and *B*'s sister, who have been having problems since their son was born, are actually talking about splitting up.  She wrote me to tell me he probably wouldn't be coming.

This is not good on three levels.  One, we really like him and don't want him to go.  He's a great guy and an awesome dad.  Two, we feel bad for their son.  She's American, he's British, and their son was born in Germany.  The boy will have serious custody-related problems and either travel back and forth between the continents his whole life or miss one parent for long periods of time.  Three, BIL was to be in our wedding.  Not just because he's the husband of *B*'s sister, but because we genuinely wanted him there.  So not only will we miss him, we'll be uneven.  Since *B* doesn't have many close male friends, it's not like we could replace him.

Given that this happened just before bedtime, I had dreams about it all night.  In my dreams, no one was really doing anything for the wedding.  *B* and other people in it were just sitting around in a random room.  My dad was in street clothes.  And to top it off, the priest skipped out, so we couldn't even get married.  We couldn't get a refund on our honeymoon, so we had to go unmarried or do a quickie wedding, which was not at all the kind of person I am.  It was a complete disaster in every since of the word.  This is my second wedding dream, though probably not the last.  At least they're dreams about the ceremony going wrong, not about *B* being the wrong guy :o)

Cocoa, My Love

I realized today, much to my dismay, that I have run out of cocoa mix.  Bad for me, good for you, because I will show you how to make the most amazing mix ever.  It's SO easy! 

Nota bene:  This recipe is not syrup sweet like Swiss Mix.  You can add more sugar if you want, I just prefer it on the less sweet side.  It reminds me of a Caffe Mocha without the Caffe.

All you need is a box of Hershey's Cocoa Powder, some salt, and some sugar.

Because I'm lazy thrifty,  I keep my cocoa mix in the box it came in.  The recipe actually makes two boxes worth.  So either keep another box from a previous go around or put the mix in another container.  I washed the old box out and dried it thoroughly.  If you don't dry it, you get glue.

One box of cocoa is two cups.  Be careful when pouring, it flies everywhere. Dump it in a large bowl.

Then, measure out 2 cups of sugar more or less. Dump that in the bowl, too.

Put a little less than two teaspoons of salt in the bowl.

Mix very carefully but thoroughly.  Make sure there are very few clumps.  Clumps of salt or cocoa make things gross when recombined.

Pour carefully into the containers you chose.

Clean up all of the powder and sugar that has settled all over everything.

When making cocoa, put 4 tablespoons of mix into a mug with 8 ounces of milk and microwave for two minutes.  If making a large batch, you can make it on the stove top.  Adding the slightest bit of vanilla perks it up a bit.

Enjoy!

Simple Pleasure Thursday

My simple pleasure today is a spur of the moment surprise party!

*B* turns 25 in the beginning of November.  I hadn't thought a whole lot of it (other than picking out a present) considering my birthday is soon after, with our wedding a mere month later.  But I really want to do something nice for him.

It means I have a lot of work to do, but I'm ready.  It'll be a lot of fun.  I'll have to plan decorations, scams to get him away from the house, food to prepare on the sly.  Ooo, yes, this will be fun!

Homemaker Holiday

Monday was a glorious day.  I enjoyed almost every minute of it.  I cleaned my whole bedroom top to bottom and put new sheets on the bed.  I did all of the laundry and put away what was dry.  The towels will be put away after they come out of the dryer. 
I made applesauce and apple butter and canned it.  From a local Asian market, we get amazing fuji apples.  They're huge!

A quick applesauce/apple butter how to:

Peel the apples.  I've done it with and without peeling, and I definitely peel from now on.

 

 Cut them into quarters and core them.

Slice the apples up.  If you want chunkier sauce/butter, leave them bigger.  If you want smooth sauce/butter, dice them.

For applesauce, I threw them into a big pot on medium/high with half a cup of water and the lid on.

After twenty minutes, it's mushy.  I use a potato masher to get it to the consistency I like.

I do a hot pack, so I pour the sauce straight into sterilized jars from the pot.

Yum!

With apple butter, instead of using the stove, I put the apples into the crockpot with 2 cups of sugar, three sticks of cinnamon, and enough ground cloves and pumpkin pie spice to cover the top.

 The finished products:

Please excuse the messy counters.  If I always waited to have the kitchen clean to make things, I'd never get anything done.

For dinner, I made a turkey roast with mashed potatoes, roasted root vegetables, and snap peas.  With the leftovers, I made turkey shepherd's pie for later in the week.

We also managed to get some garden work done. Though I've let it go a bit fallow, this is our main flower bed:

*B* was working on composting old plants.  We've cleared out a good bit of our garden and planted potatoes.  Wouldn't you know it, when we cleared it, the squashes started producing.

On our neighbor's side of the fence, there's a ton of pokeberry.  While it's poisonous (though some eat it anyway), the berries make a really nice ink to draw with.

 This little guy was eating our carrots.  I think he's a black swallowtail. We let him live.

While out in the garden, I deadheaded my marigolds.  I remember my mom doing this when I was a kid.  The seeds store really easily.  Any savings is a good thing!

Check out the Tuesday Garden Party over at An Oregon Cottage.

And Breathe...

I'm doing much better now.  I did quit my job, so I'll have my last day this Wednesday.  That takes a lot off my mind.  My dress fitting was today, and everything will work out just fine.  She's taking two inches of material out of the back.  And I was worried it wouldn't fit!  Updated photos with my veil and all:

That's with everything but my necklace - shoes, unders, and all.  Not half bad if I do say so myself :o)  The day is coming soon.  I've got two months and eight days to go.  I know it's going to fly by.

Tomorrow is the florist, the last thing I'll have to do for the wedding for another month or so.  Finally, a break!

Simple Pleasure Thursday

I have many things for today's list for which I'm thankful.

1)  I quit working Wednesdays at my second job as of last night.  I'm hopeful that I can quit Saturdays here in a few weeks.

2)  It's fall!

3)  I came home last night after a long day to find the upstairs totally clean and organized.

4)  What I missed last night was that I had flowers waiting for me in the kitchen from *B*.

5)  I broke down and finally registered for the wedding.  Nothing big, just a few things.

6)  I have 72 days until my wedding, which is just over 2 months.  The end is in sight!

Sheer Exhaustion

I've almost hit the wall.  I'm so very tired.  In order to pay for the wedding, I'm working extra time.  I go to school 7:30-3:30.  Then twice a week, I work at a learning center sort of like Sylvan.  Beyond that, my whole weekend is taken up (besides working) with wedding obligations, family obligations, and renn fest.  Yes, they should be happy things, but really they're too much.

On top of all of this, my mom is chiding me for not losing more weight for the wedding.  I understand why she does it, but it's more stress than I need right now.  I have a really hard time losing weight, but I don't have energy to go to the gym.  I tend to get home and eat whatever I can scrounge up, which is never very healthy.  I really don't know how to fix it.  For a while I had resigned myself to this is how I am, but now that my mom's been pushing again, my anxiety has wound itself back up.

Though I had been doing so well on my housekeeping, it's all gone by the wayside.  There are dishes in the sink, papers on the floor, and laundry waiting to be done.  For a while, I at least had the bed made every morning.  Now the bed is sitting all messed up.

Last night, though, I didn't even go to bed.  I slept on the couch.  I don't know why, I just did not want to go up to bed.  No matter what I did, I could not be happy.  I've definitely had a backslide on the therapy-free road.  I'm going to try to tough it out a bit before I go running back.