I have been grumpy. Uninspired. I don´t feel like running and I even made an excuse not to when I had a short, perfect window of opportunity to go out for a run yesterday. I had been my first chance in 3 days to do so. I almost did the same thing today. Thank God I didn´t. This is exactly the medicine I needed.

People think just because I ran a marathon this year that I am still fit. People I have news for you, when the marathon is over you are right back to the start. If you do not keep on moving things get stiff and flabby. I recognize that I am in a slump and I know that what I need to get out of that place is to move & move some more.

I suggested that a group of friends & I do a fitness challenge and they agreed. I am hoping this helps me get through this rut. I need to as I am signed up for a race in 5 weeks and training for it would be a very good idea:)

Today we’re going to determine if my little man is still allergic to cashews and their tree nut cousins.

This care he’s receiving is free. All public medicine care for children is free. That’s great. But walking through this communist era built hospital, with it’s poorly lit halls, walls in need of a coat of paint, and employees wearing hospital issue long blue coats inside, yes inside, I can not but miss my hometown hospital.

I am a supporter of socialized medicine. But am I a horrible person for being grateful that I can afford the private healthcare option? I know the answer to that. But still I’m grateful, because in a poor country this public option can be a saving grace, but a depressing one nonetheless.

Y´all back home are having a snow day. Lucky…

Here it´s just a cold day. 0 C/32 F isn´t anything shocking for people back home, but what you have to realize is that homes there are kept toasty warm. Here, not so much. We have electric heat in some rooms, but not all of them. We have resorted to using a stand alone gas heater that we roll from room to room depending on our need.

Today, not only did I need it to keep warm, but as a conference day at school, I had offered to have 4 kids over and I needed it to keep ALL of them warm. So wouldn´t you know it the gas would run out 1/2 hour before they arrived? Normally that´s not a problem, but with my husband away and 4 kids on their way, this was a challenge. I found a way to rush to the gas station to pick up another tank, but would´t you know it, they were out. And no surprise to anyone living in Portugal, everyone was out.

As kids arrived and I handed them blankets to wrap themselves in as they watched television. Baking was already on the agenda, but we just started sooner. As most everything can be delivered in Portugal I looked into getting our gas delivered and Alleluiah they had gas and they could get it to me today. That there is a miracle in these parts.

In my panic the kids just did their thing. One girl kept her jacket on, but now that we have heat it is still on, so I just think it´s her. Or that´s what I´ll tell myself.

Now what I need is a mommy recharger. Since they have arrived we have: made homemade sugar cookies, made homemade chocolate chip cookies, made homemade pizza &&&& my son chose to drag out the science experiment kit he received for Christmas.

My daughter said it´s my own fault I get into these situations. But that´s my job, right?

Jackie, I promise to link to the recipe you asked for. And yes, I made a home cooked meal every night this week. But I also tutored, did a reading evaluation, took my son to see his allergist in Lisboa (what a nightmare), planned two trips (one for me and some ladies & the other for the fandamily), AND I attended a parent organization meeting. I also ran three times, played a bit of tennis and did yoga once. I talked to my girl about the challenges of being yourself in a teenage world. I saw a few houses. 5 actually. It was an ordinary week. I have so much to tell you, but it is time for bed as the kiddos both compete in a swim meet tomorrow. And then we head up to the village.

But you three who read this. Correction, you 4 are greatly missed. I have thought of you heaps this week.

I had a great weekend. I did. I visited a vineyard, had lovely meals, drank great wine and even danced with a group of very silly (my favorite type) of English people. So why did I wake up feeling so sad?

Last night’s good time involved a fab party. But somehow rather than reflecting in the good time, I’m left longing for friends & family in the States and NZ. These are people that I would love to invite over for a party.

Then there’s the problem with inviting people for a party. Parties are just not something Stephen and I do in our apartments. That then makes me long for a house. Something we will not commit to until we commit to where we’re going to live.

This adventure has been great. But there has been compromise. Most of the time I’m okay with that. But today I’m feeling overwhelmed. This disconnect from permanency, old friends, and a job are all making me just feel unhinged. I rarely go there. But when I do, it reminds me of what I’ve given up….to get what we have. And that isn’t a pleasant reality.

Our kids have no, or very limited access to technology during the week. So in the weekend they become technology zombies. After a few hours of watching our lively kids completely disconnect from humanity, Stephen and I start to lose our patience with their addiction.

We try to encourage the children to take breaks from the devices/computer/television. I would love to see them policing their own usage. It’s still a dream. But we all need our dreams, right?

Today after Lana complained that there was nothing to do in this house she got the idea in her mind to bake something. And here we are before my kitchen was destroyed.

I’m not feeling so hot. That means I am being lazy today and all I want to eat is chips and chocolate.

I admit I’ve had some chocolate, but these roasted Brussels sprouts have hit the spot. I reckon they are way better for me than potato chips.

Ina Garten´s recipe for Roasted Brussels Sprouts.

And since the oven was on, I thought I’d suck up to my kid. She loves croutons. So with some stale bread I made her some. Not sure which recipe is easier.

Ina Garten´s recipe for Croutons.

After an argument this morning, this is the email I sent my child. Today I am hoping she checks her email at school.

“I love you honey, & I do expect the world of you because you are brilliant. But brilliant isn´t enough. Brilliant is the gift God gives you. What you do with that is the gift is the gift you give yourself…and possibly the world.

I sit in anticipation of the woman you will become and the wonderful things you will do. Proud doesn´t cover what I feel for you. But that doesn´t mean that I will not continue to expect you to give your all.

And always know I love you.”

Let’s be honest here. I’d probably never dodge a bullet for you. But I will make you one kick a#! salad for lunch.

Oh my goodness. Just talking about getting a job is having me feel overwhelmed. I was this close to not making a meal plan for the week as I did not get myself organized on Sunday night. We had an insanely busy weekend full of kids, play-dates and the kids homework too. But I know, just in my few weeks of doing a meal plan, that it helps keep me on track.

Last week Lana came home and was shocked at what I was serving for dinner. It seems that the kid checks kiwigalo and noticed when I swapped the days in which I served two meals. Oh dear…

Another tool that I actually started to use last year when I knew that the kids needed a greater voice in picking the meals was a meal wall (door, actually). I stuck up the days of the week and then we started to write our staple meals on sticky notes. When I ask the kids what they want for dinner that week they each get a say. I have in some places noted the page in the cookbook just so….well, because I am lazy and this way it´s there for me to find the recipe both when looking up the ingredients for my shopping list, as well as when I am going to prepare the meal.  I like having our tried and true recipes written out because it gives one less thing to think about. Also, then after the kids have picked their meals I can swap them around based on the time I have to prepare meals.

This week:

Monday – Chana Masala – I could eat this every day. Period.

Tuesday – Chickpea Rice & Cabbage Soup – My hubby´s favorite. I cook the brown rice ahead of time.This makes it a quick meal to whip up.

Wednesday- Chickpea and Broccoli Curry aka Down-Home Curry – I will be honest one kid picks out the tofu. I can´t find a link, but it´s yet another gem from Isa Does It.

Thursday – Red Lentil Soup with Spinach and Coconut Milk – FAILED last week, so I need to see what I did wrong.

Have a great week!