Weddings and Funerals

I love watching Youtube videos of couples talking about their stories, but only the good ones.  It means I have to watch a couple bad ones before I get to the good ones though.

Like this, is so cute.  It’s like when I go to a wedding, and it reminds me again of the beginning.  Also I really appreciated what an older brother spoke to the teenage sisters about relationships. Either our phones can use us, or we can use our phones. Then he slipped it in there, and it was so matter of fact, not scary, but honest, measured, and appropriate.  In so many words, he encouraged them to not get into a relationship at this time. Then went on to say, people are selfish, and may use you.

Yesterday, I went to a memorial for a dear brother who passed away.  I didn’t know him personally, but I went to play the piano.  It was really precious.  Someone once said (is it in the Bible somewhere?) that funerals are better than weddings.  And I could also see why.  There was celebration of the life that he lived, and so many good stories that really were an encouragement to everyone I think.  Stories of how the church fasted and prayed the first time he was diagnosed with a serious illness, and how he came back home, and was their Lazarus to them, a picture of the resurrection life.  Stories of how his housemate picked him up out of bed to have morning watch, cause he told him the night before to wake him up no matter what he said.  Stories of his one-liner quips and humorous antics as a child.  I felt like even though I didn’t know him, I was blessed by his life through all the testimonies.

Anyway, laundry calls.

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Enjoyment

I just want to say, I went to the conference with the young sisters and it was so enjoyable!  I felt like I was being betrothed to the Lord again and experiencing being brought to higher heights in loving Him.  It was unlike any experience before.  I feel like when I serve the younger ones, I get to experience Jesus in a different way than if I am just going for myself.  And He is so sweet!  I love You Lord!

Old and Stale

My question to my mom before I got married was, “How do we stay fresh?”.  My main fear was becoming old and stale.  It was inevitable, wasn’t it?  Everything in the old creation gradually becomes old, stale, and dies.  The beautiful flowers eventually wither and fall.  My car puts on miles and scratches day after day.  Our clothes grow weary.  Was there any secret?  I didn’t know.  I still don’t know.  But I like the name of this site–Happy Wives Club.  Pretty cute.

So I’ll leave you with a quote from Fawn, since she’s been doing more research on the subject than me– “The best time to love with your whole heart is always now, in this moment, because no breath beyond the current is promised.”

There you have it.  Isn’t so much of the advice in our lives focused on the now?

Emojis! =)

When I was not yet going out with now Hubby, we did not talk much.  However, there were some incidents here and there leading up to our courtship that we do remember fondly.  Now that we are married, I ask him to tell me those stories over and over again.

One of them involves an emoji.  We were going over to a family’s house for lunch, and I happened to be grabbing potato salad for the event.  I was running late.  A certain boy was busy barbecuing in the backyard and texted me to say something like “Take your time.  We’ll save food for you =)”.  I remember getting that text while I was on the way to the store with someone I can’t remember who, and smiling to myself.  “How nice!” I thought.  But I also had another thought cross my mind, “He used a smiley face.  That’s interesting… he’s never done that before.  I wonder if he likes me?  But he could be just a nice person.  Hm.  Whatever!”  When I got to the house, I went to say hi to the boys barbecuing.  Hubby remembers that hello very clearly.  I guess it was the first time I actually came to say hi to him?  So there you have it.  The moral of the story is, be careful about sending emojis, guys.  Unless of course if that’s what you’re going for, then send away!

Summer is almost here, and the teachers and students are all counting the days.  I myself have some projects I want to work on, including finishing Marie Kondo’s book about tidying up and cleaning out the mess that is my closet.  I’ve been looking into different options for my old clothes, from donating to selling both locally and online.  Sometimes I get lost in the research and information out there.  It is the same for cooking.  There are just so many recipes to try, and not enough time in life to get through all of them!  I don’t know if it’s because I’m 27 now, but time seems awfully short.  The amount of things I could possibly learn is endless, never mind the things I could do.  I also have a little bit of an itch to bake.  My KitchenAid mixer is sitting somewhere in our kitchen all by itself.  It might just be time to bring it out, now that we’ve finally adjusted the height!  But really, where are my priorities?  Often I feel I am spread thin in my head.  So I curl up into a ball and watch the latest YouTube videos or check on my Neko Atsume cats.  Let me just close my eyes, and sleep.

Anniversary

Yesterday was our one year anniversary.  I was going to write a post about it, but I guess I got busy with other things.  We took a weekend away which was nice, but by the time we got back, there were a lot of things to do!  Laundry, work, and finding a nice “romantic anniversary dinner” recipe that would be easy enough to pull off.  Apparently there are lists of these things on the Internet, you know?  So I tried to make steak for the first time by myself.  Well it wasn’t exactly stellar.  I cooked it longer than I intended to and put too much salt.  But it was okay.  I think Hubby was touched, which is what counts.  Today I’m trying another one on that Internet list.  It’s a baked chicken with tomatoes and garlic and kale, and it was pretty easy, so far.  We’ll see how it turns out!

I’m kind of pooped now, after two part-time jobs during the day and feeling the kale bits on the kitchen floor with my feet while prepping.  Yes, something about that tires me out.  My head is aching, but the chicken is in the oven.  Phew.

So seriously, what am I supposed to write?  Oh boy, what is a girl to do!  Marriage is a strange and funny thing, and there are some things that just have to be kept between the two peas.  That’s the hard thing about it.  On the one hand, it’s my marriage right, so I should be able to talk about it?  But on the other hand, we’re two and yet one.  It’s all intertwined and yet not.  That’s the funny thing about marriage.

I seriously have arm cramps from whatever I did today (blowing bubbles for kids?  throwing a bouncy ball?  I have no idea..) so I will continue this line of thought later.

I’ll leave you with a quote I found that resonates with me.

A happy marriage is a long conversation which always seems too short. – Andre Marois

Sticky Sticky.

Today I ate a late lunch, and thus when I came home for dinner, I was not hungry.  So while we microwaved Mom’s “zou lu ji”  (walking chicken, literally, a black silky looking chicken marinated in some Asian flavors), and baked a piece of salmon leftover in the freezer from one of Costco’s pre-marinated freezer bags, I decided I wanted to make mochi cake.  Every once in awhile, I stock up on mochiko and coconut milk, and today I had the itch to bake.

What, Esther has an itch to bake?  It is strange, I know.  But here I was, making a mess out of the kitchen with coconut milk, eggs, flour, and sugar.  The nice thing about baking is that, provided you’ve done everything else right, you can stick it in the oven and expect some magic to happen.  Pretty cool.

Remember that EasyBake commercial from the 90s?  Maybe since then, baking has always seemed magical.

I didn’t do too much searching for recipes this time since I had made two variations of mochi cake before.  This time, I just made the first one that came up on Google search that I had all the ingredients for.  It happened to be found on Epicurious.  We’ll see how it turns out.

My poor husband had jury duty all day today and is now collapsed on the couch with the blanket over his head.  It’s not like him at all.  I guess sitting in on a court case and listening to lawyers can be exhausting.  He asks, “Dear dear, when will the nian gao be done?”  Not for another hour and a half dear, and then it has to cool for another two dear.

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VERDICT:  I think THIS recipe is better, from AllRecipes.com or matcha.  I think the only difference is the addition of milk (whole milk, or condensed).  Somehow I think it makes the texture smoother and less cake-y.

Cereal for days

Cereal is an appropriate lunch meal, right?

Hubby wakes up early to go to work.  I woke up today at the same time because my stomach was hungry.  I guess eating salmon, veggies, and rice wasn’t enough to last me through a longer night.  So steel-cut oats, berries (how I MISS the NZ berries), and banana, and then off for some reading and quiet time which led to falling asleep.  I mean I guess it was inevitable since I was reading in bed.  Or was it?

Four hours later…

I can’t decide if it’s breakfast or lunch time.  But I haven’t established any sort of lunch meal routine, so I boil an egg and eat cereal.  I need some convincing that lunch is a worthwhile meal to eat, but cooking two meals in a day doesn’t seem like a great idea, and sandwiches don’t seem great either.  So I eat breakfast twice.

I realized recently that instead of buying the hubby sandwich meat, I could just roast a chicken and we could use that!  It’s yummier, and I don’t have to worry about bad nitrates!  So tonight I’m going to roast a cornish hen.  The last time I did it, it kind of grossed me out.  Because when I pulled it out of it’s plastic sack, it looked like a real chicken.  A headless, naked one.  EEKS.  So I was a little squeamish.  Yesterday though, I cooked a salmon head!

Mom’s Recipe for Salmon Heads

  • Clean fish head (I asked the fish folks at the Asian market counter to do this, aka, remove the gills and scales, and cut it in half lengthwise)
  • Put salt and pepper on both sides of both halves.  Pat dry (I forgot to do this, but Mom says it helps the frying).  Let it sit for like 10 minutes.
  • Put some oil, and a few ginger slices.  Pan fry both sides of the fish, Mom said until it’s lightly browned or something, a minute or two?
  • Add chopped green onions, rice wine (like half a cup), and like a tablespoon of soy sauce.  Cover and simmer for like fifteen minutes. You should also flip the fish in the middle of the time cause Mom said it would be better that way.  Flipping the fish is kind of difficult with particularly large salmon heads.  I had my hubby help.  Mom said to use a spatula.

And that’s all!  It’s a mellow flavor, hubby wanted to add salt, but I was pleased with it.  Reminded me of childhood.

So I should be okay with naked chickens, right?

Anyhow, I looked up some recipes online but they all asked for roasting pans and I didn’t want to pull out our roasting pan.  I mean, we do have one.. but.. I don’t want to wash it cause it looks too much like a contraption.

So I knew I had a recipe for roasting a cornish hen from one of those food box companies around Thanksgiving time!  And it used a regular pan.  If they say I can do it, I know it won’t be a disaster.  Thank you, Blue Apron!

Next, searching for recipes for some green beans cause you can’t just have a meal with chicken, I think.