Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Cooking: Chicken Tortilla Soup (Recipe)



Memorial weekend is the kickoff to summer but for many of us it still feels like early Spring! We've had lots of rainy afternoons and chilly evenings with a blanket of clouds, which for me is the perfect soup weather. So I've been making it! 

I thought I'd share one of my favorites: Chicken Tortilla Soup made with cumin and lime and green chiles and avocado to give it that great, green, Mexican flavor. I love it!  It's a "Tortilla Soup," but truth be told I usually skip the tortilla strips. However, my girls love dipping chips in the broth. 

This soup is healthy and filling and simple to prepare so if you're are looking for something to bridge the summer weather this is for you!

Click through for the recipe.

Monday, May 18, 2015

Sewing: Pink and Orange Empire Maxi Dress



I sewed this dress last year and May is the perfect time to wear it and share it, in keeping with Me Made May (#MMMay2015 #MeMadeMay2015), which is all about wearing more of the things we sew for ourselves. I wore this dress to church yesterday and I think this style would be great to wear to a wedding or summer bridal shower too. I sewed it with New Look pattern 6827, which appears to be out of print. I have always loved the empire waist line because I think it's really flattering and combined with a maxi length, creates the illusion of a taller me. At least that's my hope!



I made another version of this dress years and years ago in a black linen, which is such a classic look. This time I chose this vibrant fuchsia pink and orange (one of my favorite color combinations!) animal print linen. I purchased this fabric at Jo-Ann last year and it doesn't look like it's available any longer, but they have some other great solid colors and prints right now.

I am not big on accessorizing most of the time but I felt like this dress needed something to I shopped the bead aisle and Jo-Ann and threw together this necklace. If you look closely you'll see beading is not really my thing! I should figure out a better way to re-construct this...


This dress is so easy to wear. I lined it with a lightweight cotton so I don't have to worry about it being sheer, and the linen/cotton combination is nice and cool in the summer. The fit of the bodice isn't very close to perfect, and of course I was super compulsive about sewing this when I did, so I didn't make a muslin first. I'm going to make some adjustments if I sew another one. I'm actually in the process of making my own slopers right now so that I have the information I need to sew a perfect fit everytime. Dreamy, right?!

I'm hoping there are more sewn dresses in my future.


I think Scarlett in the Vintage Zoo Dress I sewed for Audrey years ago is a nice complement to my new dress. That Zoo Dress is one of my favorite projects--I love the zoo fabric and the combination of corals and reds. I'm so glad she likes to wear it.


Thanks to Audrey for taking these pictures. I think she prefers that side of the lens. Can't say I blame her.

We're more than half way through May. Are you wearing "me-made"? I need to add some more to my wardrobe in order to wear it! Hoping to sew one or two things before the month is out.



Sunday, May 10, 2015

FYI: My Motherhood and Identity, 2015


Before I was your mother, Loves, I had a mother. You would have adored her. She would have eaten you up! We would have had to say, “Stop!  Please! You love us too much!” But we wouldn’t have, of course. We would have enjoyed it—there’s no such thing as too much.

She would have been a grandmother like none other. Well, like her grandmother, actually, from what she told me. I knew this about her. It’s just that, it wasn’t until I lost her that I realized how completely she was a mother. By this I mean a mother was what she aspired to be. All she aspired to be. It was the sum of her hopes and dreams. It was her dream come true.

I can tell by your wide eyes that you find this interesting, but also, curious. Why am I telling you this? I know, this description wouldn't have been all that interesting to me either while my mother was still organizing our family gatherings, kicking off yet another tradition, and calling to check on me when I was too busy to talk. But, now that she is gone I realize what it meant.

My mother wasn’t conflicted about her role. My mother was educated, she worked part of the time and she even successfully launched a new career in her fifties. A fifty-something drug rep, with silver white hair, competing with all those twenty-something blondes and beating her sales goals. She was something! She was good at whatever she did away from home, but her passion was being a mother. And more importantly, she didn’t care to be defined differently. If she enjoyed recognition from her colleagues or friends or community she was happiest if it had to do with her homemaking.

I remember when I was nine following her shyly through our house as she gave a tour to friends who had asked to see it. They were impressed by the hardwood floors she had refinished with my father, and the curtains she had sewn, and they oooed and ahhhed at my younger sisters’ bedroom. It was a Raggedy Ann and Andy theme. She made life-sized dolls, and a ceiling swing for the dolls to sit in, matching twin bedspreads and pillows. She was a good cook too--the best cook in their dinner group they would say. And she was the kind of grandmother who would get down on the floor to play with her grandchildren. I remember her about six weeks before she died, laughing and barking under the table. On all fours under the table! And she was on oxygen. When we were finally brave enough to talk about what was coming, she told me she had one regret: that she’d only been a grandmother for eight years. It was too short.



Sometimes I hear her voice in mine when I am singing. I remember my mother saying once when my sisters and I sang with her, that we all the same voice. She was teary about it because she thought it was beautiful and I think I rolled my eyes. But the realization keeps coming, as I decorate your bedrooms, and cook for your aunts and uncles and cousins, and sew your Easter dresses, and cry easily, and feel this overwhelming compulsive need to nurture our family. I am in most ways my mother’s daughter. And you are my daughters, which is why I am telling you this. Because you will push against what makes me me and her her, or you will embody it. Or maybe you will find something in-between. You are so young; it is too early to tell. But I want you to know and try to remember what has made me the happiest. Because for you--for women, and mothers especially--value and identity seem to keep getting trickier.

While your little sister napped this afternoon I asked you two what you thought I did before I was your mother. “I don’t know. Sewed… typed on the computer… Kissed daddy.…” You are right. I did all of that. But I did more. It’s so funny that you have no idea of my life before I was your mother, but it is perfect too. That’s how it should be. But you will learn that, unlike my mother, who left college to marry my father and had me when she was barely past twenty, I graduated and had a career before I even dated your father. I was an overachiever, a teacher’s pet. If there were honors to be handed out I usually received one. I went to an East Coast women’s college where the environment was designed to help me become a woman who could change the world. Many of the graduates have. But I never wanted to change the world. Somebody needs to. But I can’t think on that scale. I just want to focus on you three little people and your father. And so all that education didn’t necessarily help me become what I truly wanted to be.

I fell into advertising and was able to earn a lot of money working on technologies that might change the world, even if I didn’t. I presented marketing recommendations to rooms full of executives. It was fun. I felt valued. I might have run the office, but I switched to part time work when I had you. I remember sitting in my office after a great client meeting, feeling competent, successful, and seeing a picture of you, and thinking, “That was great, but I choose you. I choose you!”

I decided to stay home full-time when your little sister was born. Years before I became a mother I had been learning to knit and crochet baby hats, and was buying matching sweaters in three sizes and making detailed activity plans for family home evenings we would have once you arrived. At book club I had been envious of all the stay-at-home mothers—their days sounded much better than mine, even if I did get to travel and eat at nice restaurants. I wanted to drive in a preschool carpool too.
Maybe I love this so much because I had to wait for it for so long. But I was still a little bit embarrassed when I told some people I was quitting. I know generations of women fought so that you and I could be educated and have careers. And sometimes I thought my identity as “working-professional-turned-mom” might precede me as I dropped you off at preschool, and showed up for the first grade Halloween parade, and took my turn hosting a playdate. That those work accomplishments would somehow lend me more legitimacy, more value, than that of being a stay-at-home-mom. But people know me now as your mother, and surprisingly, being your mother is enough. It doesn’t need to be more than that. There are all sorts of left-brained justifications for staying home with you, but I want you to know that being your mother is also what inspires me. You are my muses. Everything I love to do, I can do for you, or with you, and teach you to do too!

I used to have a fantasy about driving home a fancy convertible for your father as birthday surprise. I thought it would be so great to be able to afford that gift. But then I rode a bike with him on a Sun Valley trail with two of you in tow and I realized that was the better dream, and it was real! Sure, some days I wonder what I’m accomplishing and so I have to detail my activities to your father in case he wonders too: “I unloaded the dishwasher, and then I took Scarlett to preschool, and then I went to Costco, and picked up Scarlett, put Tess down for a nap, and by the time I had things put away it was time for Audrey to come home…” And I still get frustrated, because I didn’t become a different person when I decided to do this full time. I am still overcommitted with homemaking and housekeeping things, and task oriented, and deadline driven—always trying to pull off the impossible by squeezing in one more project before we leave town. And it’s true, I am a “bloggy” as you and your father call it, because I fell the need to record what I am sewing or knitting, or cooking, and, yes, it’s nice if someone else gives me a pat on my back. 

But I think what I am learning as your mother, as we try to keep improving our rhythm of school, and picking up, and playing and eating, and loving, while things keep changing, is a lot more important than what I was learning while developing new marketing messaging or earning a raise. And even if every day doesn't involve a spontaneous field trip, or end with a creative art project, I am so glad I am the one who gets to argue with you about what you are wearing every morning, and make your lunches, and pick you up from school, and read to you from Little House on the Prairie. I’ve realized being there for all the ordinary things adds up to being there. And that means a lot. I would hate to miss any of it. I am not waiting for you to be a bit older so I can get back to what I really enjoy doing. I am happy, doing this.

When I asked, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” you answered, “a vet” and “a marshmallow.” A marshmallow? But, who wants to be a mom? “Ummm, kind of.”  I hope you will get to be whatever you dream of being. Go to school as long as you can, and work in an interesting job. Travel. Be brave. Be interesting. Be you. Maybe one of you will change the world. But whatever you do, I hope you will make time to be at home with your children, too. And I hope you will feel passionate about things you can do from home so that when you make the choice to be mothers there will be plenty to keep you interested, and busy and happy. Bring enough experience home that you don’t feel like you are leaving your true self somewhere else. Because whatever you become as women you can be as mothers too. If you are detail-oriented, or creative, or handy, or funny, or a great researcher, that will make you a better mother too. I can’t wait to see it.

But what do you think I’ll do when you grow up? “Help us with our kids,” you say. I sure hope so. I choose that!


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This essay was written a few years ago for an ebook compilation on motherhood and identity. The ebook wasn't published so I am free to share it here. As I re-read it I think about what I would say now about the way I view being a mother, since different things take a front seat at different times. And I feel the need to add a disclaimer about this being my individual view and experience and not an admonition. But rather than "update" this, or offer a bunch of caveats, I think I'll leave it for what it is, and wish you all a Happy Mother's Day. 

In church somebody commented that Eve was called The Mother of All Living before she even conceived children. All women have motherhood in our makeup. It is our potential and our destiny, whether we are birth mothers or not. I am so grateful to all the women who have mothered me and my children. Their wisdom, encouragement and love have made all the difference!


Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Sewing: Maxi Wrap Garden Party Dress


I saw this fabric at Jo-Ann in their red tag section last summer and fell for it immediately! I love the saturated colors and the trendy green. It's a silky fabric of unknown content and manufacture, but it feels great and hangs nicely. I was excited about sewing something for myself with it, but as you know, sewing for myself is a rarity.


Luckily this year's SNAP! Conference (#snapconf) had a "Garden Party" on the agenda, and hosted by Jo-Ann! It begged for a new dress in this garden party floral. What could be more perfect?


I wanted to use every inch of this fabric and so I combed through my pattern stash to find the perfect one. I landed on one I've sewn before: Butterick 5320, by Suzy Chin.


I sewed this pattern in grey linen for a wedding I attended a few year's ago and liked the way it fit, though would have preferred a fabric with more drape. This green floral is it! Just as I did before, I changed the cap sleeves to set in sleeves, and added more length. This time I added 20"! I wanted a dress that brushed the tops of my feet.


Friends, this dress is so much fun to wear! 



It flows, it drapes, it swishes.... I lined it with a silky purple knit fabric I found in another clearance section. It's fun to have the purple peeking out and the fabric feels great too.


And wouldn't you know it, it's a great thing to share for Me Made May! I've loved seeing what others have sewn, are sewing, and are wearing this month (#MMMay15 and #MeMadeMay15) and I'm inspired to sew for myself more this month and wear more of what I've sewn. You can follow along on my Instagram feed. Maybe I'll even share a few more things here. Hooray for May!

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

FYI: San Fran Spring Break Trip and Kids Clothes (Sewing and Shopping)


I inherited a trait from my mother that creates a little extra urgency around events such as birthdays, family visits and family vacations. It's the impulse to make these events deadlines for new projects! Hand designed birthday invitations, room remodels, or (most often) new handmade clothes! I think it's not a bad thing because many of these projects wouldn't get finished without the pressure of a deadline. When it comes to family vacations, I enjoy taking photos of my children so much I can't resist the lure of an atypical location as the backdrop for shooting something I've sewn for them. But it does add to the stress of packing and getting things organized.


When we were getting ready for a Spring Break trip to San Francisco I was turning over sewing ideas in my head and realizing I wouldn't be able to pull off Easter dresses plus casual clothes the time our flight left, so I was excited when Kohl's sent me a gift card to shop for Spring Break at their store. I could prioritize some things to sew, and then shop for a few essentials we needed for the change of seasons.


It was a lot of fun to shop with the girls at Kohl's. It was especially great when Audrey found something she wanted to wear since she is the most difficult to shop and sew for, and the first to need new things. I found that Kohl's had some really affordable basics coordinates and a lot of current trends for girls including digital photo print tee shirts and preppy/Palm Beach prints. Some of my favorites!


And I found a new pair of sunglasses for myself! I embraced the comeback of gold with some Simply Vera Wang Vented Lens Sunglasses.


We found cute, casual sets for the girls to run around in when we visited Pier 39 (I love watching the seals!), along with a stop at It's Sugar candy store (fun!),  Ghiradelli Square (ice cream!), and China Town (so many tourist trinkets!) on our first day in San Francisco.


Girl's clothing provided by Kohl's:
(They are wearing their own jackets and shoes.)

In addition to some of the tourist "musts," which were fun for our girls, we managed to fit in some of my favorite things: food and fabric shopping. I loved visiting the Ferry Building shops and some old lunch spots from the days when I worked at a dot-com in San Francisco. We had a breakfast of chocolate croissants, almond croissants and croques at the mounthwatering Tartine

(photo from my Instagram feed)

And I had the treat of going to Britex Fabrics with Audrey. I love that store! I purchased bridal lace for my gown there years ago and though we only had a few minutes and a few dollars Audrey and I found some great pieces in their remnants section.

(photo from my Instagram feed)

Our trip coincided with Easter and it's a little strange to be away from home on an important holiday. Luckily we have family in the Bay Area so we spent the bulk of the time with cousins. We attended an Easter fair and egg hunt with them which was a real highlight for the girls.


Games, facepainting, horseback riding and bouncy houses are hard to beat, no matter the other local attractions! It's good to have a balance of things like this on a trip with kids. (Remember when we visited a bouncy house in Italy?)


I used my Game Day Jersey pattern to make some new things for the girls. I'm working on a pattern extension for the straight tee-shirt dresses Scarlett and Tess are wearing with Jumping Beans leggings, Audrey is wearing the Game Day Jersey Tee with 3/4 sleeves and SO Utility Shorts from Kohl's.


It was a fantastic trip! And I confirmed for myself (again) that it always makes sense to give up some of my handmade ambitions in favor of sanity and more time with the people I love, whether I'm getting ready for a party or a trip. 


We saw some great sights in San Francisco, but the thing we really loved was the chance to spend a few days with our family. Cousins are where it's at!


Girl's clothing provided by Kohl's:

On Audrey: Mudd Hi-Lo Ringer Tee in Egret Palm and SO Utility Shorts (her own denim shirt)
On Tess: Jumping Beans Printed Side-Tie Te in Royal Flowers (her own skirt, leggings and jacket) 



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