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  • A Good Deal

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    I LOVE taking advantage of good deals at the local market. Last night, a friend updated her Facebook status to say that organic strawberries were on sale at the local market for 99 cents/pound. I hurriedly told Josh to throw on some shoes and head out but then realized is was three minutes to closing time, and our purchase would have to wait for the morning.

    So, morning came. Jude woke up at 6:40am, and I rolled out of bed about an hour later. After assembling a train track and playing with the boy for a bit, I got dressed, and Jude and I headed to the market to see what we could find.

    When we arrived, one of the stock boys was restocking the strawberries. We took our time and checked each package and finally settled on ten containers to purchase. Jude then picked out an orange for himself and a 76% dark chocolate bar for Papa.

    I cut up one container of the strawberries for us to use today. The rest will be washed, cut, and frozen for use in our near daily consumption of green smoothies.* On a related note, I recently scored a bunch of organic bananas at the same market for 25 cents/pound. My freezer is overflowing.

    Who wants a smoothie?

    *Despite the shelving disaster of October 2nd that left me blender-less, and thanks to the generosity of our good friends Alan, Sara, and Baby Grace, we are able to continue feeding our smoothie addiction with the help of our brand new Oster blender. Thanks, guys!

  • Menu for October 2-9, 2010

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    This week’s menu might not come to fruition because, not only does my oven not work and my range smell like rotting fish when the burners burn for too long, but also because my fucking kitchen shelves came crashing down at 1am today. It was a fucking mess. Two glass Ball jars smashed, leaving a ton of dried black beans and dried green lentils all over my floor. Not to mention a whole bunch of glass. To add to the mess, my blender carafe smashed, and my coffee grinder emptied itself of the ground coffee bean goodness it was storing. I’m pissed off. I can’t cook in my own home (though two friends in the building have given us keys to their apartments to come and cook when we need to… it’s really a big pain in the ass. Did I mention the elevator isn’t working and we live on the 4th floor?). My kitchen is a wreck. I can’t unpack anything because I have no where to store stuff, and what I did unpack is cluttering up every inch of counter space in the place.

    Who wants to have us over for dinner this week?

    Just checking.

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  • No End in Sight

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    I have to warn you (if you haven’t picked up on it already): there’s going to be a lot of bitching and moaning on this blog for the next few weeks as Josh and I try to get this place unpacked and livable.

    Right now we’re living amongst boxes. Unpacking has been at a bit of a stand still, but should pick up now that Josh has been able to hang a few shelves on our walls for books, DVDs, games, and the like. I won’t be able to truly unpack my kitchen for a while, and I’m kind of stressing out about it. Our oven doesn’t work at all right now, and one of the burners smells like rotting fish whenever we try to use it. The good news is that the oven/range is going to be replaced. The bad news is, it probably won’t be replaced until the end of next week (at the earliest) because there’s no way to get the old one out of here/the new one in here since the building’s elevator is broken and awaiting parts for repair. (Side note: I’m all for taking the stairs. I do it without complaint. However, when I’m toting a bunch of stuff in Jude’s wagon, I would prefer to not have to carry it or bump it up four flights of stairs. Just sayin’…)

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  • Wash

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    We’re thinking of purchasing a portable washing machine for our new, small apartment. We’ve been line-drying nearly everything all summer, so it seems like a smart move. This particular machine would probably pay for itself in about three and a half months. Thoughts?

  • One Mile

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    In the grand scheme of things, one mile is not a very long distance. Since moving to Chicago, Jude and I usually complete a mile-long walk at least a few times a week. Knowing that, I didn’t really think that moving one mile south of our old apartment would be a big deal, but since the move on Saturday, I’ve changed my mind.

    There aren’t any nice parks near our new apartment. The park we like best, that is, the park we used to live next door to, is .9 mile away. It’s hard not being able to immediately respond to phone calls asking us to come out and play. Instead of needing 10 minutes to use the bathroom and throw on some pants, we need between 35 and 40 minutes to get ready and travel. In short, now we have to plan for our play dates. Today, Josh had to go to the old apartment to get the rest of our stuff ready to move. He rode his bike, and Jude and I decided to follow him and spend some time at the park. As we walked (well, I walked. Jude rode his bike), I frantically made phone call after phone call to our friends, trying to make connections to meet up with people we know. I was probably worried for nothing. Jude makes friends with everyone he meets. Plus, our old neighbors came out to play with us, so much fun was had. Still, I felt sad as we left the playground at 6:45 tonight, me encouraging Jude to ride faster because it was getting dark, Jude complaining that he was so, so tired. I’m sure our new neighborhood will feel like home sooner or later, but honestly, I miss my old home.

  • Spoiled

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    Life is different one mile south of Jarvis Ave.

    My oven doesn’t work–my old one did.
    My kitchen sink is working… for now–my old one never failed me (and bonus: I had a garbage disposal that could shred the hell out of orange peels.)
    Our bikes will soon be hung from our living room walls–they used to reside in a dedicated bike room.
    The closest park is half a mile away–at our old place it was about five feet from our bedroom window.

    On the other hand…

    I’ve never felt as close to my family as I do now. Possibly because this downsizing process has forced us to stretch and grow in our relationship and to rely on each other more than ever before. Or it could be because we’re confined to less than 600 square feet.

  • Guilt

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    I have major guilt as a result of not updating this blog. There’s really no way to remedy the situation, other than to start writing again, so maybe, just maybe, I’ll try that.

    On Saturday, Josh, Jude, and I moved one mile south. We’re now living (amongst boxes) in a small, one-bedroom apartment. There have been some significant changes as of late, and I have a blog post written outlining the details, but I haven’t been given clearance to publish said post yet (fitting, seeing how we’re in the midst of Banned Books Week). Anyway, if you really, really can’t stand to not know what’s going on, send me an email and I’ll send you the short version. Just please excuse the profanity.

    Also, don’t tell my husband.

  • Menu for September 4-11, 2010

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    Oh Autumn, I love thee.

    The weather has turned  bit cooler here in Chicago. I’ve spent the last three days in jeans and long-sleeved shirts. This is my favorite time of year for cooking. For me, nothing is as soothing as the smell of apples and cinnamon. I love eating hearty, hot soups and chili, and nothing beats throwing on a hoodie and enjoying a cup of coffee on my porch while breathing in the crisp Fall air.

    There have been some, eh… changes in the Frank household as of late; some as a result of outside pressures and some internal. For example, Josh’s ministry job has been terminated, so the outside pressure of not having a steady income has resulted in us having to cut our food budget. On the other hand, the internal pressure of knowing that I can’t fit into a good number of my clothes has resulted in me giving up (or nearly giving up) dairy. I don’t eat cheese any more, and I only have a splash of cream in my coffee in the mornings. I do still eat keifer when I use it to make raw oatmeal, but I imagine I’ll find an alternative to that in time. Additionally, I’ve been cutting down on my sugar intake. I no longer sweeten my coffee, and I’ve been incredibly successful at not eating sweets since I began this journey (about three weeks ago).

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  • Menu for August 14-18, 2010

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    On Thursday we’re heading to my in-laws’ house to celebrate my brother- and sister-in-law’s pregnancy and my nephew’s first birthday. I’m looking forward to getting away for a big. I’m looking forward to being with family.

    Here’s what on our short menu this week:

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  • What a Face

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    I love, love, LOVE waking up to this kid:

    Can you blame me?

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