Friday, August 17, 2012

Insta-Friday



A sort of chill week here at the Wilson abode. Food was obviously cooked, grief was had, and babies were loved. Otherwise, the basement is getting a makeover. Stay tuned for plenty on that. I'm sure.
Homemade calzones with whole wheat dough. We recently went to a cute little joint in Milwaukee that made THE best calzones of our lives. Mine was chock full of veggies and had cooked, thinly sliced potatoes in it. I attempted to re-create. Veggie version: thin potatoes, oregano, basil, sundried tomatoes, spinach, onion, mozzarella. Meat version: Italian sausage, pesto, sundried tomatoes, thin potatoes, oregano, basil, spinach, mozzarella. They were yummy.
My dough recipe always makes enough for two whole pizzas or 4 calzones (equivalent to 1/2 pizza each), so I just made dinner for the next night since everything was out and the dishes were dirty. Benjamin does not afford me intensive dinners nightly, so I have to double-up sometimes.
Losing Andrew + Stressful B pregnancy + Pushing 30 = le wrinkles & le sigh
The face of joy. And love. And potential.

9 comments:

Tiffany said... [Reply to comment]

i never tire of seeing B's face.

Caroline said... [Reply to comment]

I need Botox after all this grief biznass. Fo Sho.

That's one cute bambino - how is he almost SIX months?! Where was this warp speed time during my pregnancy???

Melissa said... [Reply to comment]

Oh wrinkles. So, so many wrinkles. Wrinkles, grey hair and scars. I can easily say that my face is just a sad state compared to the pre-grief me. There is no amount of cream or miracle ointment to cure the marks of grief.

A quiet week filled with cooking, grief and cuddles. Sounds healing.

Danielle said... [Reply to comment]

1-2. yum.
3. what wrinkles? i see none.
4. "So what you're saying is, I'm supposed to sleep? No. You're wrong, mom."

Brooke said... [Reply to comment]

I cannot believe it's been six months since that little guy showed up. Holy moly.

I'm super excited about the basement remodel. Update!

Yeah, the grief. It's like a fog that never lifts entirely. You just get used to the way it obscures your vision.

Amelia said... [Reply to comment]

I wish I could call them laugh lines...but no.
The food looked yummy, the baby yummier, I can't WAIT for basement updates. Did I mention I love the Home and Garden channel? Where they decorate houses all day? Joy.

AlliFerg said... [Reply to comment]

You come over and cook dinner at our house with lots of cheese for T anytime ;) You're SO talented in the kitchen.

Nicole said... [Reply to comment]

Yummy. Your food pics always make me hungry!

Thanks for sharing the wrinkle comment. I've got this awesome (or not) wrinkle on my forehead. I pretend it makes me look distinguished. But I think that only works for men. And I also have some gray hair. I'm not even 30 yet! Ugh. Grief is sure hard on the body!

Nicole said... [Reply to comment]

Oh, and I meant to add: B's such a cutie pie!!