The Spud

As the leaves begin to change and fall, I am thinking of autumn menus. Comfort foods come in many different forms don't they? What might be comfortable to me, might not be comfortable to you. Since I was raised on Louisiana and Tex-Mex cooking, those are the foods that I crave for comfort.

In not so sunny, frugal, Scotland, comfort foods find their roots in what is plentiful. And that my friends, is the potato. In many different forms: as chips (french fries to you and me), baked, boiled, or mashed.

Chips are served with many things here. Even pizza. And sometimes they are lacking in salt and most times they are accompanied by fried fish. Yummy, sometimes. The chips are either plain, salted, salt and vinegar, or with ketchup. Or curry. Or mayonnaise.

And the Baked Potato on many menus includes toppings that do little to comfort me. Baked beans and tuna fish are the 2 that really challenge me.

Mashed potatoes are found mainly in pies. Not sweet pies, but cottage pie, steak pie, fish pie, etc. I'm sure they are lovely if prepared by your mom or grandmother, but again, they've done little to comfort me.

As we brace ourselves for the cold Scottish fall and winter, I will continue to savor the memories of my comfort foods and I will continue to support Lupe Pintos Deli. Happy Harvest!

Happy 11th Birthday Ethan!

Whoa. I can't believe it. I know I've said this in previous birthday posts, but it is ringing even truer today. Time is flying by. Ethan is 11 today and I really can't believe it.

Ethan, when I was pregnant with you, a woman in my office building said to me no less than once a week that I was the happiest pregnant person she'd ever seen. And then when you were born and she met you, she said she knew why. You were the happiest baby she'd ever seen! Your zest for life is contagious and for that, we are grateful!

Mom and Dad are so proud of you and feel it's a privilege to be your parents. You are kind, funny, clever, fun to be around, courageous, wise beyond your years and you are one of the best big brother's I know. We learn from you each day and we love you more than you will ever know. Happy 11th Birthday Ethan!

"O, God, our times are in your hand: look with favor, we pray, on your servant Ethan, as he begins another year. Grant that he may grow in wisdom and grace , and strengthen his trust in your goodness all the days of his life; through Jesus Christ our Lord, AMEN."

Book of Common Prayer

PS....We only have a few digital pictures from your earliest years, the majority are on OLD FASHIONED FILM! See, I told you time is flying!

La Manga

I've just returned from a long weekend in La Manga, Spain with my girlfriends. It was perfect in every way. We were 16 women, mothers, sisters, daughters, friends, and we enjoyed our time chilaxin in the sunshine. Some are golfers, some are tennis players, some runners, some spa goers, some shade seekers, some funny, some partiers, some observers, but most of all, we were a diverse group all seeking a weekend away from the normal day to day.

There was not a time in the weekend that I wasn't doing exactly what I wanted and needed to be doing right then and there.

La Manga is an old Hyatt resort in the hills above Cartegena, Spain. It's not a cultural destination and really, there is nothing Spanish about it. But it suited our needs and we thoroughly enjoyed it!

The boys had a ball in Glasgow with their dad and they spent parts of the weekend hangin' out with the other La Manga families. All were alive (even the cat) and well fed when I returned Monday night.

Above is a picture of the group upon arrival. The stranger that took it did not notice the big plant in the way! Cheers to the La Manga girls for a fabulous weekend! Looking forward to next year!

Rest and Be Thankful

That is the name of a village here and it's been raining so much this month, they had a little problem with mudslides. One day this week, a mudslide was so bad that a 10-mile stretch of highway was closed indefinitely. Now to many, that wouldn't be a big deal. But on the winding 2 lane roads of western Scotland, it's HUGE! The detour was something like 100 miles.

I just found it particularly funny that it all happened in Rest and Be Thankful! Makes you stop and think, doesn't it??

Blessings from Meadowknoll Drive

Last Tuesday, I was driving through town with Charlie in the car and we were blocks from the boys' school and only a mile from our house when low and behold, guess who we spotted taking photographs of the Kelvingrove Museum???

Our next door neighbors from Dallas, the Dowlings: Michael, Melissa and Katherine. I performed a very illegal U-turn and rolled down the window to surprise them! We were all shocked!

They did not realize that we still lived here (somehow I left them off our change of address card list this spring - so sorry!) and of course we did not know that Melissa would be attending a conference at Glasgow University. What a bonus and a blessing for our week!

We toured the St. Mungo Museum and Necropolis on Wednesday afternoon then picked the boys up from school. They came for dinner and margaritas and we laughed and chatted and caught up on so many things. (Poor Scott was entertaining a group of businessmen at a restaurant and he missed all the fun!) Michael and Katherine brought a gift of a "trebuchet" kit for the boys and it was a huge hit! We worked so hard to build that thing after dinner, determined to see things fly through the air.

On Thursday, Michael, Katherine and I went to the Burrell and Pollok Park while Melissa was at the conference and the boys were at school. It was pouring rain so it was nice to be inside.

The Dowlings were great neighbors, they are great friends and we miss seeing them on a regular basis. Micheal, Melissa and Katherine, thank you for spending part of your holiday with us! We loved seeing you and will look forward to seeing you again sooner rather than later!

Adjusting

Charlie said to me on Thursday (his 6th full day of school this year):

"You know mom, I am really not adjusting well to Prep 1!"

Oh to hear such a grown up, philosophical phrase out of such a wee little man! I thought my heart was going to break and I thought I would burst out laughing all in the same moment.

Sweet little guy. These longs days of school are not what they're cracked up to be. He is sleeping so hard and he loves having homework like his brothers. But I think sitting still for a chunk of the day and using his brain as much as he is, has worn him out!

If we can just make it to the long September weekend then he'll have a little break!

Happy Birthday Christopher!

Happy, Happy, Happy Birthday sweet Christopher. (I am not going to be able to do these birthday posts next year because they are making me too sad.) I can remember his fuzzy strawberry blond hair from the first picture like it was yesterday. I can hear his little voice telling me the names of all types of tractors while making the drive from our house to grandma's. I love that his wet hair still looks that crazy when we pose for pictures today. And the light in his eyes when he smiles has always been there and will melt my heart any day.

Christopher, we love you, we are proud of you and you are a blessing beyond words. For us and for all of those around you. Happy 8th birthday precious boy!

"Watch over thy child, O Lord, as his days increase; bless and guide him wherever he may be. Strengthen him when he stands; comfort him when discouraged or sorrowful; raise him up if he fall; and in his heart may thy peace which passeth understanding abide all the days of his life; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen."

Book of Common Prayer

PS.......Notice the new front tooth he has this week! It's only been three years!