Simple Rosemary Quinoa and White Bean Soup

I love soup anytime of year.  I think it is one of the most nourishing things you can eat, especially if it is homemade.  But this morning we woke up and it was actually a little cold outside!  Oh, how I love soup weather!

This is  a really simple soup.  I sort of just threw together what I had on hand (that is another beautiful thing about soup).  I based my recipe off of this recipe I found.

First, cook your quinoa.  After rinsing the quinoa well, I just followed the directions on the package.

Heat 1-2 Tbsp oil in a large pot over medium high heat.  Add half of an onion, diced and one carrot sliced.  Heat until tender.

Add 1/2 tsp sea salt, black pepper to taste, chopped fresh rosemary, one can of white beans (drained), 2 cups vegetable stock and one cup of water (more if you like more liquid).  Bring to a low boil, simmer for 15 minutes.

Add 1 Tbsp fresh squeezed lemon and 2 cups of cooked quinoa, stirring to combine.  Let simmer for a few minutes or let warm off of the heat to blend the flavors together.  Serve hot.

Enjoy! (And I know you will!)




It’s the Most Wonderful Time…

It’s finally that time of year!  You know, the time when putting on a jacket is actually exciting (well for Texans anyway) and when all those dusty boxes come down out of the attic and the smell of pine scented candles is just about everywhere…

And I have a new little helper this year…loving all the sparkly balls, wreaths and garland to play with.

She met (and loved) Santa Claus.

There are so many new friends to play with!

…This is what makes me feel like a little kid.  Twinkle lights all aglow, filling the dark streets with magical light.  They warm me inside and out, despite the stormy winds blowing outside and the very cold air settling in.

The fun of twinkle lights beginning to capture her heart too…


As the magic of this new holiday season approaches, what makes you feel like a kid again?

waiting for spring

Waiting for Spring.  I am officially over the winter and everything that goes along with it.  The cold, the bare trees, the just-barely-green grass, even the crunchy leaves that I love so much.  I’m dreaming of sun dresses and baby slings, sunshine that actually feels warm and maybe even trips to the beach.  I’m dreaming of flowers, walks in the park and the wind against my baby’s face and mine.  I can just see him or her squinting in the sunlight wearing something tiny and being held close, taking in the brilliance of their new world.

37 weeks.  That is how far along I am.  Sometimes I am so proud of myself for even getting this far, like it is some amazing feat- and I guess it is!  Even though, I really haven’t been doing anything at all, just eating right, trying to exercise and take my supplements.  But this baby has been growing all on its own.  I feel like this baby is a real trooper, for all the times I was too sick to barely eat anything.  But somehow despite everything that could possibly come against a little baby, babies continue to grow!  It certainly is amazing!

Some days I feel like I just can’t wait one more minute to hold my baby, and some days I wonder if pregnancy will ever end, although I am feeling rather good for being 8 months along.  Of course I think about labor, and since there is no way for me to know what it will be like for me, I’m trying just to accept whatever happens, knowing that plenty of women have traveled that road before me, coming to the end whole, stronger, and happier.  I’m not going to assume any one thing, since some women have fast labors, some slow, some painful, others painless.  What I am remembering is that I am perfectly made and equipped to birth my baby.  My baby is perfect no matter what, even if it is smaller than other babies or maybe bigger.

We were designed for each other.  Perfectly, like pieces of a puzzle.  Pieces that were always made to work together and be joined together.  That is what I will remember while I am waiting for Spring.


healing for winter hands

For some reason, winter in southeast Texas always takes me by surprise.  What, winter means its cold outside?? I didn’t sign up for this!  Here we are used to hot hot weather and 150% humidity, burning our skin on the leather seats of our cars and days where it is actually too hot to swim in a pool.  But those days are not here yet, and this “arctic blast” as everyone is calling it, is taking its toll.

People up north would think we are nuts.  It’s like we literally don’t know what to do in cold weather.  The rolling black outs have not helped either.  Stores and street lights were shut down, and people are talking about getting off of work early because there might be a possible chance of some sleet or (gasp!) maybe snow.  While I am nestled snugly in my house with no real need to be outside in the cold weather, my skin is somehow still reaping the effects of this very dry cold spell.  Lotions and creams do pretty much zip when it comes to this kind of dry skin weather, so I made up an extremely easy remedy that really helps.

All you’ll need is about 1 Tablespoon of olive oil (any kind, even almond oil) and about 1 Tablespoon of brown sugar.

Mix together to form a kind of paste.  Wet your hands slightly and take any jewelry off.  Coat hands and gently massage working the scrub and oil especially over fingers and knuckles.  The oil is a perfect moisturizer and the brown sugar is a great scrub to get off any dead skin cells (plus it just smells yummy!)  Rinse under warm (NOT HOT) water until all is off, but don’t use soap and don’t try to get all the oil off either.

Yay! You’re done, and for me this helped so much.  The oil really sinks in and acts like a moisturizer but I followed up with a very thick cream or emollient on my hands afterwards.

So while this cold weather might last a couple more days, at least your hands will never know it!

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