Saturday, January 31, 2015

If you love your kid, please vaccinate


If I surveyed one thousand moms and asked them would you die for your child, the entire group would say, "absolutely!" I might ask, "would you throw yourself in front of a speeding bus or step between them and a loaded gun?" Again, the answer would be a resounding "hell yes!" But if I asked that same group if their child is vaccinated, I would get some who would say, no way. And therein lies the trouble.

I'm forty-four years old, and I received my vaccinations. When my girls were born in the late 80's and early 90's, I had them vaccinated - as did every other mother of their generation. It wasn't even a question. You did it, and get this, the kids were fine. Occasionally a child would run a slight fever and have redness at the injection site, but other than that, no one thought twice about it being risky. You know why they didn't? Because it wasn't risky, and due to our diligence, a lot of diseases were all but eradicated.

Fast forward to today and my 11 month-old son lives in a world where diseases once thought gone are now on the rise. He is not vaccinated against measles, because he's not old enough to receive the vaccine. Every time I take him out in public, I now worry if some well-meaning but misguided mom's little darling who is trying to kiss my baby has had his shots. When my girls were little, I never once gave it a thought. Now, I run interference and don't let little kids get near mine. I feel bad, because children are natural love givers, but thanks to their moms believing in bullshit conspiracy theories and pseudo-science, I have to keep them apart.

I met a mom in Walgreens yesterday, and we began discussing vaccines. She didn't vaccinate, she said, because she's allergic to something in vaccines, and her kid might be also. So I ask what it is she's allergic to, exactly? She had no clue. She is this new generation of hippy dippy moms who call themselves researchers, because they read stuff online. They sincerely believe that corporations are out to get them and they just want you to buy their product. Let me be really clear, even if that was the case (which it's not), childhood diseases kill. Corporations didn't make that up - it's a fact. Diseases like the measles aren't just uncomfortable rites of passage for your little one - they maim and kill. Vaccines are one of the best and proven methods we have to protect our children from death, yet some people still don't have their children vaccinated.

My husband is a scientific researcher, so my circle of friends is comprised of a lot of doctors - both Phd's and MD's. Not one of them does not vaccinate. Let that sink in. These people aren't bought by corporations. They are brilliant doctors who are actively researching cures for diseases like cancer, Alzheimer's and diabetes. They have spent their entire lives gaining knowledge and working in research. They are legitimate, trained scientists and believe firmly in the scientific method...and they vaccinate. 

Fear is what is propelling this anti-vax moment, and I get it. I'm an older mom, so I've done a lot of reading on autism. I've read the heartbreaking stories from mothers who have children with developmental issues. I know they want and need answers. I understand why they believe their children's problems are from vaccines. Autism often presents itself right about the time kids get their MMR shot. The problem is, correlatuon is not always equal to causation.  That is a hard one for folks to understand, so let me give you an example of how empirical data can be misinterpreted.

When I eat cheese grits, I can barely breathe afterwards. My stomach cramps so violently that I have to lie down for about an hour or more. Based on this empirical evidence (I can see it with my eyes), cheese grits are clearly harmful to the body. You should avoid them. Don't eat them. In fact, I could start writing about it on a blog, and by month's end, I could have an anti-cheese grit movement and maybe even link cheese grits to stomach cancer! I bet I could even find some health-food nuts who call themselves doctors to write some supporting documentation.

Doesn't make sense, does it? But that's how anti-vaxxers get their info. There is no legitimate primary source science to support it, but they still believe it.

Motherhood is hard, and there are many ways to do it.  I don't care if you nurse or don't nurse your baby. He or she will be fine. No baby is harmed if you choose disposable diapers over cloth. Working mom? Stay at home mom? Doesn't matter. We can debate the merits of different parenting styles all day long, but friends, vaccines shouldn't be a "parenting issue" open to debate. The scientific evidence is clear.

Protect your baby and mine - please vaccinate.

If you agree, please share this on Facebook!

Amanda Z
Domesticology


Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Tip 7 - Embracing Your Inner Iron Chef

Today's blog is part seven of our 10-part series on saving at least $1000 (or more) this year with very little pain on your part. Most of the tips will be easy and won't disrupt your routine!


Most everyone has seen the television program, The Iron Chef.  When you watch it, you know you're about to see a battle of culinary genius, the likes you've never seen before. Your breath is held in anticipation - waiting to see what the secret ingredient will be for that episode. Will it be something as foreign as bull testicles or something as innocent as mushrooms? Who knows? All you know is these cooks can take the most obscure item and turn it into a feast fit for the cover of Epicurious. The taste buds dance at the beauty of the plated meal, which makes you forget for a second that there's no way in Hell you would ever eat cow balls, but they somehow manage to make cow balls look delicious.

What do you have in common with these cooking masters? How does imitating them help you save money? These folks know how to cook, and so should you! They take the ingredients they have on hand and make a tasty meal out of them. Cooking your own meals is one of the top ways to save money. Now, I know, everyone likes to eat out, including my cheap ass. Let's keep it in perspective, however. We went out to dinner last week, and what I spent on that meal equaled a full one-third of my grocery budget for the week! Obviously, I wouldn't trade that time with friends for anything, but imagine if I did that three to four nights per week. Can you see how that adds up? Not only that, cooking your own food is a lot easier (and more fun) than it sounds.

How do you get started?

  • Think about what kinds of food you like to eat. You want to cook foods that you find delicious. Based on what your family likes, start attempting to make those dishes at home.
  • Keep a well stocked pantry with items that you can throw together into a meal and fast. If you have to go to the grocery store, you're going to cave and get takeout. I always have staples like flour, eggs, milk, rice, beans, tomatoes, vegetables, meats, cheese, etc. I can make a meal at anytime just by shopping in my own pantry or refrigerator.
  • Go online and find recipes. Perhaps you like lasagna, but don't know how to make it. Simply Google "Lasagna Recipes." The 'net is full of great suggestions. Check out various lasagna recipes and attempt the one you feel most comfortable trying. If a recipe has 20 ingredients and takes two hours to make, skip it. We're going for yumminess, not complexity.
  • Choose your recipe website carefully.  If you're a novice, you probably don't want to start with Bon Appetit or Saveur.  While their food is eye candy for the eating soul, the recipes often require ingredients and a skill level you don't have. Work your way up to the more advanced recipes. For now, visit sites like Betty Crocker or Kraft. They will have very easy starter recipes to help you hone your cooking skills.
  • Learn to use your crock pot. The crock pot is truly one of the most awesome inventions of all times. You can throw in a piece of meat, some spices, then turn it on and leave it. What a feat of engineering. You cannot screw up a crock pot meal. It's impossible.  Visit this site to see some neat ideas!
  • Join Pinterest. They have some of the most amazing food I've ever seen on that site. When I see a recipe I like, I pin it and look at it later when I'm out of ideas. Check out what your friends are pinning. That will help you try dishes you've never thought of. I've also made some great dishes from recipes my friends post on Facebook.
  • A recipe is a guide, not a law. As you get more comfortable, you can tweek the recipe to your taste buds.  You can usually adjust the spicing, for example, without screwing up the recipe. Baking is another matter, and should NOT be tweeked, unless you're a really good cook. Baking is chemistry. 
  • Most important, don't give up if the first meal you try isn't stellar. I remember the first time I made steak and gravy. It was inedible and resembled burnt water with some onions floating in it. Now, it's one of my best meals. 
Happy cooking and don't forget to share with your friends on Facebook!


Amanda Z
Domesticology


AmandaZ is the (mature) stay-at-home mom of Pork Chop, Southern gal, thrifty bad a$$ and writer of Domesticology101.com. This blog tackles all things domestic - from child rearing to cooking and home improvement to frugality. All done with a touch of humor and common sense. This is definitely not your mama's home economics site!

Monday, January 26, 2015

10 Reasons It's Great To Be A 40+ Mom!

Welcoming Little Man into the world at 44 years-old
When I had my first child, it was 1987.  Madonna was huge, parachute pants were stylish, and if you were a loser, you were totally grody to the max! I was two months shy of my 18th birthday, and finished high school with an infant in tow. What the hell was I thinking? Even though I was barely out of childhood myself, I had a super support system, and I loved my little girl with all my heart. The second sweetheart came along six years later, and while I was more established, I was still only twenty-four. Yep, as Roseanne Barr said, I had my kids when I was young and stupid like you're supposed to. 

Fast forward, and my beautiful girls are grown, I have a perfect granddaughter, and I'm happily married to a man who has never had kids. After much discussion and research, he and I decided to make a baby. Now, I'm not twenty-four anymore, and I have to admit, I was a bit apprehensive to start over at my seasoned age. Little did I know that getting pregnant at forty-three would be one of the most amazing adventures of my life.

Why is it awesome to be a mom over forty? Since I've had it both ways, I think I have a unique perspective.

Here is why it was easier for me to have had a baby as an older woman...

  1. You have more money. Plain and simple. I can remember having to make tough decisions about paying for baby supplies or making rent. There is nothing more depressing than seeing a cute outfit at the store and realizing if you buy it, the lights get turned off or wondering how you can possibly afford diapers this week.
  2. You're able to complete your education. This directly relates to having more money. It's really tough (though not impossible) to go to college with an infant. College typically equals higher incomes. 
  3. Patience, patience, patience. My son can wake me up at 4 am just to play, and it's okay. When I was in my twenties, that almost killed me. I have no idea what biological mechanism is at work with this one, but I can wake up easier and be more alert at forty. If he's having a bad day, it's easier to take a deep breath, give him a hug and not lose my cool. 
  4. Our partying days are already over. In your twenties is the time to hang out with friends and party, if that's your thing. By the time you hit forty, you realize sitting in bars is expensive, and you turn into a homebody. A super Saturday night now is sitting on the floor with Little Man, watching his animal friends DVD and eating homemade nachos (and drinking wine!).
  5. You've had time to travel. My husband and I have taken really cool grown-up trips and have lovely memories. Now, we look forward to the Disney vacation or camping in the mountains with our son. We don't feel like we've missed out on traveling at the best time in life to do it.
  6. Your relationship is probably more secure if you wait until you're older to find your life partner. The relationships I had when I was younger compared to this one...well there is no comparison. We are friends as well as lovers, and parenting with my husband is a joy. 
  7. You really are wiser. I'm sure the 20-something moms will rip me a new one for that one, but it's true. I know way more about life at forty-four than I did at twenty-four. I thought I knew it all when I was younger, but I really didn't. 
  8. I'm healthier. That may come as a surprise, but you often eat like shit in your 20's...mainly because it's cheaper to eat that way. I also value exercise now, where in my younger days, I did a lot of sitting. You learn as you get older that if you don't take care of your body, you'll be an old lady before you're ready. Having a baby is a good motivation to stay healthy.
  9. I'm a happier person. I've had time to figure out who I am and be content with the woman I've become. When I was young, I was still on a voyage of discovery. It makes parenting easier when you like who you are.
  10. It keeps you young! I don't have time to get old right now. My little guy moves at rocket speed, and I have to keep up. He makes me appreciate the beauty of life at a time when many folks no longer see it. I don't see life like an old woman - I get to see it through the eyes of my toddler, and it's great.
Being a parent is a tough job no matter what your age, but it feels easier now when some would call me...gasp... middle aged! Even my pregnancy was easier. I felt healthier and strong.  Are there perks to having kids young? Absolutely! Barring any unforeseen calamity, I will get to see my granddaughter grow up into adulthood. I'll get to be a young grandma with her and have lots of fun. I probably won't get to see my son's kids become men and women, and that makes me sad. There is a good chance I might die when he's in the prime of his life. My mother and father adopted me in their 40's, and I lost them while I was in my late 30's. Plus, it  is super tough to take care of an aging parent while raising your own children.

I'm probably always going to be the oldest mom at story-time, and when I went to my OB/GYN, I saw moms that were young enough to be my kid. You get that awesome AMA (advanced maternal age) stamped on your file, and the nurses always raise their eyebrows when they notice your age. 

But even with all that, I have no regrets. I'm thankful everyday that I've experienced motherhood...whether I was twenty-four or forty-four!

Wisely,
Amanda Z
Domesticology


Thursday, January 22, 2015

12 ways to know you're dating Mr. Wrong!

My best friend who keeps me laughing
My good friend Katy* was recently asked how she knew her husband was the one. Apparently, they make having a relationship look easy, and someone wanted to know their secret. The answer is pretty simple, really. She picked the right guy, and he picked the right lady.

I have never bought into the school of thought that marriages are a lot of work. If you're working that hard, you picked the wrong partner. You spend your entire life trying to fit the square peg into the round hole. Why do that?

I've been married three times. The first time was to my high school sweetheart. I'm sure I'll get hate mail for this one, but never marry your high school sweetheart! You have no idea who you will grow up to be and nine times out of ten, you'll grow apart. The second time, my self-esteem was in the crapper, and I married a guy who had so many red flags, I must have been temporarily blind not to see them. Then, out of nowhere, Dr. Z came into my life, and I finally have the type of relationship I've always wanted. I want to save you some pain and have you learn from my mistakes. What did Katy and I do that helped us find the perfect man? Read on!

Don't marry him if....

  • your family and friends hate him. If they think he's an asshole, he probably is. I can't tell you the number of women who marry men, even though everyone hates him. I've heard women say, "my mother/sister/friend is just jealous! She doesn't want me to be happy!" Listen, I'm a mom, sister and friend. I've told the girls in my life when a guy is a loser. I do not want them to be unhappy. That's why I point out the asshole qualities of their beau. So remember, if no one in your social group likes your man, DUMP HIM. You may be blind, but they aren't.
  • you have to make excuses (see above). If you say comments like, "you just don't get him" or "you caught him on a bad day...he's not usually like that", you're kidding yourself.  Of course he is, honey. You're just embarrassed that we saw it. Grow some gonads and dump his sorry butt.
  • he can't hold a job. This may seem petty, but it's not. It's not even about money - it's about stability. You don't want to have children with a man and worry all the time how you will provide for them. We all know this guy - the guy who is always looking for the next big job that's going to pay him well. Or maybe he quits every job he has because, you know, his boss is a jerk and treats him badly. If your guy gets more W2's in January than you have shoes, he's a hustler and will always be a hustler. Not fun.
  • he has some problem that he refuses to acknowledge. You will not fix him, dear. The only man you can change is in diapers. If your guy smokes pot all day or has untreated depression, realize that's what you're getting. He's not going to give up video games for you. He's not going to suddenly realize he has trust issues. It will make your life hell. Women want to fix the broken guy. I understand. But he has to be the one to fix his issues. Make sure it happens before you marry and have children.
  • he doesn't make you laugh. When you get old or the sex gets stale, laughter will sustain you. If he's so serious that he doesn't know how to smile, you're going to have a very boring life. My husband and I have more fun than any two people should have. He has made me smile since day one. No one likes David Downer.
  • the sex sucks. Nothing more needs to be said on this one!
  • you've only been dating a short time.  For the first two years of a relationship, you're basically stoned. Your brain is releasing all of these neat endorphins, and it feels amazing! This is NOT when you marry your partner. Wait a bit. Cool your jets, and don't be in such a hurry. Wait until the buzz wears off and you see the real man. If you still like what you see, then marry him.
  • he's already married. I see women all the time go out with married guys. Sigh. Really girls? You can do better than that. I'm going to tell you a secret. His wife really isn't a horrible shrew who withholds sex and emasculates him. That's what he's telling you because you're strange, and men love to get some strange. Proceed with married guy at your own risk - remember, if he did it with you, he'll do it to you.  He won't, you say? Well, he did it with you, didn't he?
  • he doesn't have his own place. If he hasn't learned to run his own home by the time he's of marrying age, you're getting a child, not a man.  A man does not want to live with his mom and dad at thirty-five. 
  • you fight all the time. This one I've never understood. Why would you marry someone you fight with all...the...time? That isn't fun, that's torture! You fight all the time, and you think this might be your life partner? Holy poop balls. I'd rather have an enema. If you need drama in your relationship, see a therapist...STAT.
  • you're too different from each other. My college pysch professor made the comment that like attracts like. Me being full of rightitude promptly spoke up and said, "Opposites attract!" She gave me a stern look and said, "That's true. Opposites attract, but like stays with like." Doh, she was so right. If you have nothing in common with your boyfriend, it's probably not going to work.
  • you're settling because you still haven't found love for yourself. Low self-esteem will make you pick a loser every time. More importantly, they will seek you out, because, like a rabid dog, they smell low self-esteem. They will use you and then throw you aside when they're done. Do not fall for this! Love yourself first, then you will attract the kind of man you truly want.
I'm sure you can add to this list! Feel free to leave a comment below!


Knowingly,
Amanda Z
Domesticology



*Name changed



Wednesday, January 21, 2015

The SAHM vs. The Working Mom - Nobody has it easy



When I became pregnant with Little Man, I had all intentions of heading back to work. I began the tedious process of interviewing day care centers and trying to find a place where I could leave him each day without having my heart ripped from my chest. I remember how it felt when I had my girls over twenty years ago. I had to work when they were little, and I hated it. HATED it. My money was needed to pay bills, so not working was never an option.  Fortunately, my mother kept my girls for free and I was able to work, or we would have struggled more than we did.

As I searched, I realized it wasn't just a matter of finding the perfect place - there were certainly centers that would have given him love and care. The problem was, putting him in daycare would have eaten the majority of my salary. Still, I was willing to do it. Fate stepped in, fortunately, and while on maternity leave, my husband was offered a job and I could stay home.

This sounded wonderful to me, as I can remember the pain I felt when I would drop Emily off at preschool and watched the "soccer moms" stroll in looking comfortable and casual in sweats, while I was trying to keep my dress clean and not be late for work. I hated them for their obvious better-than-me attitude, driving their shiny new mini-vans and looking relaxed in their perfectly placed ponytail and yuppie smiles. I can remember one saying, "Oh don't worry, we don't expect you to go on this field trip. We understand you have to work." Ouch.

I was embarrassed to be that mom. The one who missed things because she wasn't rich enough to stay home. The one who had to look at her little one and say, I'm sorry sweetie. Mommy can't get time off this time. I hated the corporate mindset that says, your ass better be at your desk. We don't care that your little one doesn't have her mom on the class trip to the aquarium today. Sure I could take a sick day, but that time had to be saved in case they were too sick to go to school.

Now circumstances have changed, and here I sit - I'm the mom on the other side of the fence. For the first time in my life, I'm the mom who doesn't have to contend with an angry boss or get out of the door on time. I can leisurely start my day with Little Man and a hot cup of coffee (that never actually gets drunk while hot). I don't have to race anywhere with him, so mornings are spent getting cuddles and having play time. This is what I wanted, so it should be perfect, right?

Wrong.

I now see what I never saw before. I didn't realize those moms with their perfect lives maybe didn't have it so perfect. I had no idea that being a stay at home mom had issues I had never even considered. Sure, I get to be with my kid all day, but I get to be with my kid all day. Sometimes, okay a lot of times, I crave the conversation you can only have with another adult. There are days I don't shower and dress because I've not been able to put the baby down long enough to throw on my yoga pants. Never did I think I would crave dressing up, but I do! I never realized those women might not be rich. I mean, they had to be, right? Wrong. They were probably living as tight as I do now.

Now, I live in a town where the majority of women I interact with have advanced degrees. These women are sassy, brilliant and sharp. They talk about politics, policy and their topics of study with an ease that only comes when you're really really smart.  And there I stand in my yoga pants watching them and again, I have that feeling of being different. Is this how those moms really felt watching me when I went off to my "interesting" job, looking polished and put together? Did they envy the fact I earned my own money?  Were they as jealous of me as I was of them?

I don't know. All I know is that we are all moms, and this is one of the toughest journeys we choose in life. It is our responsibility to lift each other up and help one another get through this tough process known as child rearing. Wouldn't it have been amazing if I had reached out to those SAHM moms and they to me when my girls were little? What if we weren't eaten up with petty jealousy, but instead only wanted to help each other? It really does take a village to raise a child, and it doesn't matter if the villagers are wearing sweats or a power suit - we all wear the title of "MOM."

Fondly,
Amanda Z
Domesticology

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

I need a loan to pay for my kid's birthday party!


As we prepare to celebrate my child's first birthday, I think I better start investigating loans or maybe sell some plasma. In order to have the best party a one-year can have, I should have started planning sooner, like when he was in utero. It's coming up in six weeks, and I haven't made a reservation. All the best places are going to be reserved! I've clearly failed my son.

In all seriousness, kids birthday parties have become complex events that need a "planner" and a "gift registry" so that each little darling birthday boy or girl gets all the attention he or she can take and that perfect, oh so expensive, gift. Boy have things changed.

When I was a little girl, I had birthday parties at our home. A few select, real friends would come over and eat cake and ice cream. Once the very inexpensive gifts were opened (if they even brought one), we would head to my room and play. As you got older, you might even have had a sleepover! That was a birthday party. It was a day that my parents celebrated my arrival into their lives - a day very special to them. To the rest of the world, not so much. It was just another day.

When I read the story this morning about a mom suing her child's playmate's parents for $24 because they were a no-show at her kid's birthday party, I realized people have lost their minds. Seriously. Things have gotten out of control, when a kid's fifth year birthday is as complex to plan as a Bar Mitzvah or a Quinceañera ! As I read the story, I noticed so many things wrong, I don't even know where to start.

First, who the hell spends $24 per kid on a birthday party...at a ski lodge? I remember my parents saying people have more money than brains, but $24 worth? That is insane. Is it any wonder kids grow up thinking that the whole world revolves around them? Let's be clear why people pay $500 for a kid's birthday party - to impress the other parents. It says that we are successful enough that we can blow this kind of money when in reality, my kid would be happy with pizza and some friends at the park.

Second, what happened to following through with your obligations? You don't ask the kid what he or she would rather do. When he initially accepted the invitation, that was it. You don't get to change your mind later. That's horrible manners and poor home training. These are the same people who grow up and don't show at weddings, a place where it is expected to spend top dollar per guest. What if everyone had just decided not to show? You would have had one very disappointed little boy sitting in his fancy ski lodge eating cake alone. Not cool.

But it gets worse. It's bad enough the kid didn't show and mom wants to sue. They went on to do the number one shitty thing parents do to their kids when they are angry - they brought them into the fray.  Party Mom and No Show Dad have started a Jerry Springer-esque battle royal in that fair court of public opinion, Facebook, and now their kids don't even play together anymore. The whole thing makes me sad.

As for our little guy, I think we'll just have some cake and ice cream with little man, family and his one little friend. We will reminisce about the day he was born and how our lives changed completely with the joy of his arrival. There will be no brass bands and carnival atmosphere - just the intense love we have for him. Hopefully, for now, that's enough. If not, I can always hit our 401K.

Fondly,
Amanda Z
Domesticology



My first attempt at Meatless Monday! How did yours go?

Well, it's Tuesday, so that means yesterday was supposed to be meatless. How did you do? Did you make a meatless meal for your family? I posted a blog last week discussing the merits, both for health and frugality, of having one night a week meat-free. It doesn't have to be Monday, of course. Any night that works for you is fine.

I'm going to share one of my favorite vegetarian meals that we just had for supper. Hope you enjoy it!



Spinach Stuffed Lasagna Rolls

10-12 Uncooked Lasagna Noodles
1 small bag of fresh spinach (About 4 cups unprocessed)
1/2 onion
1 8oz container of ricotta cheese
1 egg slightly beaten
8-10 ounces of grated Parmesan cheese
Garlic, Basil, Oregano and black pepper to taste
1/2 tsp salt
2 cups mozzarella cheese
1 Jar of your Favorite Pasta Sauce


While boiling your lasagna noodles, chop the spinach and onion in a food processor.
 If you don't have one, just chop it really well with a knife. 


In a medium bowl, mix the chopped vegetables, ricotta, egg, Parmesan cheese and spices.


Drain the noodles and allow to cool slightly so that you can handle them. Take one noodle and spread the spinach mixture down the length and then roll it up. Place into a 9 X 13 baking dish. 
Repeat until all mixture is gone. 

Next, pour tomato sauce over the top of all the rolls until they are covered completely in sauce. 

Sprinkle mozzerella cheese over the top of the sauced rolls.

Cover with aluminum foil and bake for about 35 minutes. Take the foil off and put back in oven and cook a few minutes more until your cheese is brown.

Enjoy!

Amanda Z
Domesticology






Sunday, January 18, 2015

So you can't afford a gym membership? We've gotcha covered!





I know money and time are both tight right now, so I've found a way you can get a workout and still save money. In days of old, I was a Zumba instructor. There are tons of Zumba videos online posted on YouTube. I have gone online and put together a fun playlist of videos so you don't have to. If you don't like mine, login to YouTube and make your own! It's fun and FREE!

A couple of reminders:
  1. Wear comfy shoes, preferably with a slick bottom. We don't want you to twist a knee!
  2. Stay hydrated. Water water water!
  3. Zumba is done to a 4-count. If you can count to 4, you can do this workout.
  4. Don't suddenly stop if you get tired. March in place until you cool down or can continue to workout. A sudden stop can make you pass out.
  5. Make sure your physician has said you're in good enough health to do a workout.
  6. Good health doesn't come in a pill form, so just get started!

Good luck!

Amanda Z

Domesticology

Friday, January 16, 2015

Tip 6: Can you give up the meat?

Today's blog is part six of our 10-part series on saving at least $1000 (or more) this year with very little pain on your part. Most of the tips will be easy and won't disrupt your routine!


Yesterday's blog made me think about being chubby. Yes, I am getting chubby, and I don't like it one bit. Maybe you feel my pain and also see a ballooning roll of chub peeking over the top of your jeans. Let's not call it a muffin top. A true muffin top is delicious, attractive and right. They taste wonderful. The chub I'm talking about is more like the pasty white jiggly dough that squeezes out of the can when I pop open refrigerator biscuits. Not attractive, and definitely not what I want to see hanging around my waist.

Since I'm all about frugality, I tried to think of a way to incorporate saving money into losing pounds. The easy solution is to stop buying food, of course, but then you'll all starve to death and stop reading my blog. We can't have that!

Instead, I had a serious discussion with my super brilliant (and hot) scientist husband who suggested we observe Meatless Monday. One day each week, we will eat a vegetarian diet. This is beneficial for a few good reasons:

  • Eating a few meatless meals each month saves money as most meat is pretty expensive. I can get a bag of beans for less than $1.50. A beef roast is close to $10, depending on size.
  • Meat, while high in protein, is also high in fat and calories. This contributes to my big bootay syndrome.
  • Eating less meat is better for the planet. Meat production contributes greatly to greenhouse gas emissions which is leading to climate change.
  • Eating more produce and less animal proteins is better for your overall health. This could lead to lower risks of obesity, cancer and heart disease. 
  • Less disease means you spend fewer dollars on healthcare. Great!


I'm not suggesting you become a vegetarian, because I know for certain, I could not be one. I love the meat (that's what she said), but the thought of challenging myself to come up with inexpensive and healthful non-meat meals is pretty exciting!

I estimate you could easily save $100/year having one day of meat-free eating. Monday, I will post a vegetarian dish sure to please your family!

Fondly,
Amanda Z
Domesticology


AmandaZ is the (mature) stay-at-home mom of Pork Chop, Southern gal, thrifty bad a$$ and writer of Domesticology101.com. This blog tackles all things domestic - from child rearing to cooking and home improvement to frugality. All done with a touch of humor and common sense. This is definitely not your mama's home economics site!



Thursday, January 15, 2015

Am I pregnant, or did I just have bad Chinese?

This is definitely good Chinese, not to be confused with being pregnant

I know a lot of folks have heard about the young woman who recently gave birth to a ten pound baby and reportedly had no idea she was pregnant. She went full term and only found out she was pregnant and about to give birth when she started having "pains" and went to the hospital. Hmmmm. Did she now? I remember labor pains. They made me turn into a baby having banshee, traumatizing interns and terrorizing my husband. A little pain, they were not.

Am I the only one who just cannot get their heads around this? I have been fortunate enough to be pregnant three times in my life. Each time, there was no way in hell I didn't know an infant was inside of me. I felt the kicks and the unrelenting pressure on my bladder. What did she think that was? Lo mein gone wrong? When the baby stuck her little foot out and made her belly move, did she think she was possessed, because seriously, when they do that, it's a little weird even when you know you're pregnant. If I saw my belly move like that and wasn't pregnant, I would be calling Father O'Malley quick!

Not only that, you couldn't miss my belly. That thing was HUGE. My little girl number two was 9 pounds 4 ounces of baby goodness, and I looked like I had swallowed a Buick. This lady has a ten pounder, and she doesn't notice the protruding mass coming from her belly? I was over two hundred pounds when I was pregnant with kid #2, and you could easily tell I was pregnant. It looked like a baby, not a buffet muscle. She is quoted as saying she thought she had just put on some Christmas weight. I gained thirty pounds with kid number one and about that much with kid number two...that's a whole lot of sausage balls and cheesecake, my friend.

Thankfully, this story has a happy ending, and mother and child are doing well. After this, I bet anytime she has gas and farts, she's going to grab an EPT. No way is she assuming it's just the re-fried beans.

Amanda Z
Domesticology

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Should you be Steaming Your Girl Bits?

Just steep some vaginal steaming herbs and water in this little pot
for a fun-filled day of vaginal frivolity
Every now and then, something pops up on my Facebook news feed that makes me pause and mutter, what the f-ck? Today was one of those days. I logged into Facebook expecting to see the normal assortment of baby photos, recipes and cute anecdotes from friends, but instead I saw an article on Vaginal Steaming (not sure why I capitalized that...it seemed appropriate), and why I should be doing this now. 

To Steam the Bits, one should steep one cup of "vaginal steaming herbs" in a basin of hot water, then you sit your bare bum over it and let the steam...er...you know...penetrate you for 20-40 minutes. Here is the link.

The benefit to steaming is that this process can cure everything from cramps to yeast infections.  I guess Midol and Monistat are now passé and today's modern woman is better served by "forgotten ancient wisdom." I admit I'm a hippy-dippy sort of gal, but even I'm a bit hesitant to sit spread eagle over a pot of heated water, letting the herbal steamy effervescence moisten my uterus like a hot dog bun before a Fourth of July picnic. Do I really want to smell like a bowl of potpourri? Goodbye Juicy Couture! Hello Rain Fresh Glade! And really, what man doesn't want his woman to smell like his grandma's Chrysler?

Not only am I supposed to sit serenely as my vagina is transformed into a uterine paradise of posies, I can use this time to knit a sweater or re-read  War and Peace! Forget wine and massages to relax you after a day of hard work. No ma'am, just come home and sit on your fragrant neti pot for the vag, and you too will feel your workday stress just melt away. All the while, you can "detoxify the womb and remove toxins from the body."  When it comes to toxifying the body, I'll take Merlot, please. I'm not so concerned with detoxifying it.

My friend Kim is brilliant and could see this becoming a new home party trend! Invite your girlfriends over and sit in a drum circle, tongues waggin', drinking wine, having snacks and trying not to notice who needs to do some landscaping.

That doesn't sound too awkward, does it?

Fondly,
Amanda Z
Domesticology

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Things I Wish I had Known When I Was Younger


It occurred to me recently that I probably have more years behind me than I do ahead of me. Being 44 years-old means I'm just a little over the halfway mark if I'm fortunate enough to live until at least eighty. Not waxin' philosophical or anything, but that makes a gal a bit contemplative. At the very least, reflective.

I started thinking about how I lived the first half of my life, and I asked myself, am I happy with the choices I've made? Would I do anything differently? I'd like to be smug and say no, I am fine with all my choices, but that would be a lie. I wish older me could have spoken to younger me, and this is what I would have told her.

I wish I had spent half as much energy on my studies as I did on boys. I was smart and not a bad student, but I only gave my books a cursory glance and spent more hours making sure my makeup was perfect than getting the perfect grade. What would I be doing now, had I studied harder?

I would have gone to college before starting a family. Your looks fade. Men leave you, or you leave them. Children grow up and move away. Your education is yours to own forever.  I wish someone had said to me that my marriage might not work out, and I would need a good job to support my girls. Had I gotten my degree earlier, we might have done better financially. Instead, we struggled. Don't be in a hurry to marry and have kids. You have your whole life to do that.

I would have not have gotten married until at least 30. I remember someone saying that picking a husband at 18 is like asking a kid what they want to be when they grow up and holding them to what they say.  My older daughter wanted to be a cafeteria lady, and my younger one wanted to be a taxi driver.  Neither one picked those career paths.  You have no idea the person you will become when you are eighteen. Choosing a husband then, when you don't even know who you are, is a recipe for disaster. I apologize to my children for putting them through a divorce. It wasn't fair that they suffered, but I'm grateful they still grew up to be amazing women despite it all.

If I had spent more time learning and growing as a person, I would have made more informed choices. I was so concerned with being a good wife and mother that I had no idea who I was. When I finally realized what I wanted out of life, a lot of folks were hurt. Maybe if I had taken time to know who I was, I would have screwed up less. You will make lots of choices, I would say to myself. Make damn sure you don't make the wrong ones.

I would have developed good self-esteem. This probably should have been number one. Poor self-esteem made me do stupid things like marrying a guy simply because he told me he loved me. My self-esteem was so low, I allowed him to verbally abuse me for six years before I finally learned to love myself and leave the relationship. When you love yourself, you attract people who will love you too. Self-esteem is worth more than gold - you will take it with you to the grave.

I wish I had taken better care of my skin. I don't have horrible skin, but I should have moisturized more and sunbathed less. How many nights did I forget to take my makeup off and slap some moisturizer on? When you're young and your skin is taut and smooth, you don't think of the damage you're doing, but trust me, you'll wish to god you had put on a hat and some sunscreen.

I wish I had never touched a cigarette. I've long since stopped smoking, but what did I do to my body? I see the lines around my mouth, and I know what put them there. I know that I put a tiny burning stick ahead of the love I have for my family. I'm ashamed that I loved that stick more than staying alive for them. How selfish I was. What they say is true: You'll never regret stopping, but you'll always regret starting.

I would have been more careful to whom I gave my heart...and my body.  There were men in my life who should never have gotten to bag my groceries, much less touch my body. If I had spent more time growing as a person and developing my self-esteem, I would have saved myself hours of crying and years of heartache. I wish I could tell young me that a wonderful man would come into my life if only I'm patient. Don't settle for a loser.


Amanda Z
Domesticology

Monday, January 12, 2015

Let's Make Wine!


Julie W is a fellow blogger and all around neat lady. She also makes fantastic wine, which as we all know is like being able to control the stars. It's just that awesome. Julie was kind enough to share step-by-step instructions! I'm ready to make (drink) my first batch.

Definitely check out her blog!  Thanks Julie!

From Julie W - How to Make Wine

I am flattered and honored that Amanda Z. has asked me to guest post on her blog about my adventures in wine making at home.

I jokingly tell people that it’s in my DNA, since I am a fourth generation wine maker. I have many childhood memories of my dad making wine from every- and anything he could get his hands on, except grapes.  My grandfather also made wine (I want to say it was a fig wine that knocked him on his butt, ha ha), and his father, who came over from Sicily went back to Sicily and started a winery. With all that history, how can I go wrong, right?

Seriously, though, making wine at home isn’t rocket science, but it IS science. It’s just disguised as fun and alcohol. There’s a little math involved, as well as chemistry, and if you are anything like me, you’ll want to keep a calculator handy, as well as a notebook to jot down your notes and what you did during the process so that you will know what you did right (and maybe not so right) and refer back to it the next time you make a batch.

My husband and I planted a couple of muscadine grapevines in the back yard last spring; one white and one black, and last fall planted three noble vines. We are lucky in that we are friendly with the owner of the nursery around the corner and were gifted with enough grapes last fall to be able to make two five-gallon batches of red.

As I mentioned above, you can make wine out of just about anything. My kid sister and I spent an afternoon picking yellow dandelion flowers at a local park when we were little. We filled a couple paper grocery bags and Dad made wine. He also did apricot, peach, apple, and even wheat one year, though that didn't turn out too well, LOL.

Of course, there are items that you are going to need to have as the basics to make wine, but you can go as low-brow as you want, or as expensive as you like. We received a wine-making kit from my dad for my birthday last summer and it came with all the basics and then some, which was nice, but there are items in the kit that we have yet to use, and I just racked our third batch of wine yesterday, after having bottled the first batch before Christmas.

For the basics you will need the following items:

A bucket, size appropriate for the amount of wine you are going to make, with a lid (we found that a three gallon food-grade bucket picked up at the farm supply store worked beautifully for our 2 gallon batch of mead);
A strainer bag if you are going to be using fruit, pulp and/or skins in your wine;
A long handled spoon, preferably plastic;
A hydrometer;
An acid test kit;
A graduated cylinder (this could be called optional by many, but I found it so much easier to take specific gravity readings in a cylinder);
Something to sterilize your equipment. We use a no-rinse sterilizer powder that we dilute in warm water;
A (preferably glass) container as a secondary fermenter. This can be as small as a gallon or as big as you like;
An air lock;
An appropriately sized bung (stop laughing, this is just a rubber cork with a hole down the center for your airlock to fit into, which, I suppose, could be referred to as the,  uhhhh, bung hole);
Rubber tubing for siphoning into test cylinder, secondary fermenter, bottles;
Wine bottles (figure about five 750 ml bottles for each gallon of wine) or you can simply use whatever screw top bottles you have on hand – just be sure to sterilize them before you use them;
Corks if you aren’t using screw tops;
Bottle brush.

Basic ingredients needed to get you started and keep you going:

Campden tablets;
Acid blend powder (or appropriate amount of acid your recipe calls for);
Yeast nutrient;
Yeast;
Pectic enzyme;
Water (we use bottled spring water because our tap water can taste funny at times);
X pounds of whatever you are going to make your wine out of;
Sugar;
There are also wine kits that come with specific juices for the types of wine that you want to make. These can be a little spendy, but if it’s the dead of winter and you can’t get your hands on good, fresh fruit or grapes, these could save the day. (Oftentimes, these kits come with all the chemicals & additives you will need, plus instructions, so this may well be a great way to try your hand at homemade wine.)

Little extras that will make your wine making easier (and even a little less sloppy):

A wine thief;
An auto-siphon with appropriate sized rubber tubing;
A wine corker, especially if you plan on using corks;
Labels;
Shrink capsules for your corked bottles – for vanity purposes.

You may have a wine supply store near you, or, if you are like us, we initially purchased our kit online, and ordered the chemicals, yeast, nutrient, etc. online until we found our local (okay, it’s about 45 minutes from home) dealer.

There are many recipes online for wine if you don’t have a recipe book, but the first step is to pick one and stick as close to it as you can. There will be those times where you know something needs to be sweetened, or diluted, and you can make adjustments as you go, but do take notes.

What follows is just a general guide of the steps that are taken to produce a good to awesome batch of grape wine (mead is done a little differently). Our first batch was made of noble grapes, which created a nice, dry, full-bodied red.

Sterilize/sanitize EVERYTHING that you plan on using that will come into contact with your fruit/must/wine!

Wash your fruit, remove stems and toss any rotten or bruised fruit, and crush your grapes. I used a plastic potato masher in a large plastic bowl and when the fruit in the bowl was smashed and juicy, I poured the contents into the strainer bag, which was already placed in our primary fermentation bucket. You will want to figure about six or so pounds of grapes per gallon.

Extract some of the juice and test the acid level. This is where your acid test kit comes in handy. Follow the instructions that come with it to see what your acid level is. You are going to want to ensure your juice is .65% tartaric. Your test kit will tell you how much of what to add to your juice to raise or lower your numbers. Also, there is math involved here. You may be adding water or you may be adding acid blend, or you may get lucky out of the gate and not have to add anything.

Once your acid level is where it needs to be, you will be adding sugar until your specific gravity ends up between 1.095 and 1.100. A great video on how to read your hydrometer can be found at http://youtu.be/ty7PAJaBsts and it really cleared things up for me. Once you get your specific gravity within range, write it down. You will need it again when you bottle to calculate your approximate alcohol content.

At this point, our recipe had us add everything except the yeast to our must (which is what it’s called). In our case we added Pectic Enzyme, yeast nutrient and campden tablets that we crushed. Give it a good stir, cover it loosely with the lid and just walk away.

After 24 hours add your yeast. We use wine yeast, and while some recipes tell you that you can just toss the dry yeast in, I prefer to activate mine and then make a yeast starter. Basically you follow the instructions on the yeast packet to activate it, noting how much water you used. Give the yeast no more than 30 minutes to activate. Pull an equal amount of must out of your bucket and add to the yeast & water, give a little stir and it should foam up and double to triple in volume. At this point, pour the mixture as evenly as you can over the must in the bucket. Cover and walk away.

Stir daily, checking specific gravity. This is where having a wine thief and a graduated cylinder come in handy. When you SG (specific gravity) reaches 1.030 (about five days) you can remove the straining bag, gently draining the juice out of it. Discard the contents in the straining bag.

The next step is called “racking” and this is when you siphon the wine off the sediment from the bucket into your secondary fermentation container. We use glass carboys. An auto-siphon is an awesome thing to use for this.  Once you have siphoned your wine into the secondary, attach your airlock. This allows air from getting into the fermenter, but lets the wine continue to ferment and the gas has somewhere to go. You’ll know it’s working because you’ll see the water in the airlock bubble as the gas comes up through the tube.

When the SG reaches 1.00 (about three or so weeks), siphon again and re-rack into a clean secondary. What we did, because we only had one appropriately sized glass carboy was sanitized the primary fermentation bucket, siphoned the wine into it, then washed and sanitized (after pouring out the sediment, or lees) the carboy and re-siphoned it back into the carboy and re-attached the airlock.

After this you pretty much walk away and forget it. You may choose to re-rack in two months to aid in clearing, but that is basically all you do to make the wine.

We bottled our first batch early, because of Christmas, but it could have stayed racked for another month or so. Every now and then, taste test it. The longer it sits in the secondary fermenter, the better it will taste.

As for bottling, there are numerous videos out there that will show you the process a whole lot better than I can try to explain it.

I have pictures of  the red wine and mead processes over on my blog, www.musingsfromaworkaholic.com, as well as the notes that we took/are taking during our second and third batches.

A huge thank you to Amanda Z. for allowing me to invade her blog.




No, thank YOU Julie!

Drunkenly,
Amanda Z
Domesticology

Sunday, January 11, 2015

6 New Diseases Only Parents of Young Children Contract!!!



It's been awhile since I have had small children in the house. Twenty years, to be exact. It's an exciting time, but frankly, I'm a hell of a lot older and more achy now. I think my baby disease resistance is probably low.  That's because no matter our age, we parents of little ankle biters get strange diseases that don't tend to infect anyone else. I'm sure you're aware of the preschool plague and good old rhino-viruses, but I bet you haven't thought of these little infectious nuggets which make you wonder, just how safe is parenthood for your health?




Kid Toy Music Psychosis
Do you have a toy in your house which plays a song that makes your teeth hurt and your butt ache? Yeah, we do too. We have a musical cube that's designed to teach shapes, and we're pretty sure it's possessed by Satan.  If you walk by it, the music starts playing. If you don't walk by it, the music starts playing.  The songs are sung by this creepy kid's band, and it always comes on in the dead of night when it's pitch dark and you're sure a masked marauder is in your playroom. The best is when Creepy Cube and fourteen other musical toys come on at the same time - all playing different songs- all making  you twitch. Let the psychosis begin!

Involuntary Insomnia
Everyone tells you to sleep when your baby sleeps, and maybe in a Utopian kind of existence, that happens. In real life, however, your baby sleeps peacefully and you stare at the ceiling. You lie there thinking of every single bad thing that could happen to your happily sleeping infant. Is that smoke I smell? Did he just poop? What if I never lose my baby weight? You truly want to sleep, since you've been up since 5 am, and your're not really sure what your name is and if you've actually showered today (this week). The beauty of involuntary insomnia is that you're going to be able to sleep soon...right when the baby wakes up.


Foot & Ouch Disease
This one is self-explanatory. I can walk through an immaculately clean room with one small baby toy hidden from my line of view. It doesn't matter how clean the room is. If there is one toy, I will step on it, and so will you, parents. It's like our feet have painful toy radar and we seek out that Devil toy like a heat seeking missile. How can they be so painful if they are designed for children? Shouldn't they be soft and safe? My feet say no.

Hip Displacement
My hips have taken on a permanent shift to the right. I look like I've done a whole lot of salsa dancing and gotten my hip stuck in the "out" position when in fact, I've just done a whole lot of baby carrying.  Truth: Babies are heavy. More Truth: Babies like to be carried. If you have a big old 22-pounder like I do, your hip(s) will feel the pain.  This condition rapidly intensifies when your baby realizes that being carried is awesome and being on the floor sucks.   You can try one of those baby-wearing things, but carrying him on my back would probably make me fall out on the floor. I say, let him carry mommy! Win!

Mama Stink
Oh lord, when this disease hit, I was more surprised than anyone...and trust me, no one was surprised more than me. Folks smelled me coming a mile away. They knew I had contracted the "funk." Don't be ashamed. We've all had it. Apparently, you're supposed to shower, as well as sleep, when baby is napping.  Unless you can alter the fabric of time, you can't do everything while baby is sleeping. You have to prioritize, and sometimes, a shower doesn't make the list of to-dos. Besides, if you're going to be sick with the funk, grab those slightly grubby yoga pants from the bathroom floor and convalesce. It's not like you were going to workout in them!

The Frozen Funk
This one sneaks up on you.  One minute you're innocently watching this cute Disney movie, and the next one you're twirling around the room singing "Let it goooooooooooooo!" It's not just the impromptu song and dance shows you put on for your family (and anyone else who sees you singing at the traffic light), it's the proliferation of Frozen into every single aspect of your life.  I have asked perfect strangers, "do you want to build a snowman." Tis true. Do you know how many Elsa's I had on Halloween? Twenty-seven! I wanted to take a shot of tequila every time we had one, but I would have been in a coma by 7pm. The only cure for this disease is for Disney to come out with another blockbuster...which they will, and it too will infect you. Once you're a parent, you get the Disney Funk bad, and there ain't no cure.

Stay strong parents! Your parental health will improve...at least until you have teenagers.

Amanda Z
Domesticology


Thursday, January 8, 2015

Tip 5 - Are You A Super Shopper?


Today's blog is part five of our 10-part series on saving at least $1000 (or more) this year with very little pain on your part. Most of the tips will be easy and won't disrupt your routine!


I just read an article that says in select markets, Whole Foods will be trying a customer rewards program to, well, reward their customers for shopping there. Forgive me, but I'm going to laugh a little. Okay, I'm going to laugh a lot.  If you're trying to be frugal, Whole Paycheck is not where you need to shop. Sure you can find that rare organic cream made from a grass-fed, hormone-free cow which has had its milk churned daily by a Belgian nun that you absolutely need to make the perfect hollandaise sauce, but you'll have to give a kidney to the cashier to pay for it.  The plus side is all your friends will see your super cool WF's bag and know that you care about the...uhhhh planet and stuff, so it is tots worth it!

While going to overpriced stores is fun and trendy, your wallet won't be happy you went. The idea of saving money using customer rewards programs, however, is a good idea. Most of your large chains offer some kind of rewards program, and you can definitely benefit. Surprisingly, what I have found is that most folks aren't using the programs to their full potential. Most people get the reward card and swipe it at the register and that's about it. They hope something they bought qualifies for a discount, but they aren't sure.


So, how do you become a super shopper?
  • Most grocery stores offer a rewards program. Go to their website and register. They will email you the weekly specials and special offers that no one else sees each week. For example, Kroger emails me every Friday and offers a free item. I always get it. I may not even know I needed it, but I have found a use for everything I have gotten thus far. Let me repeat, you get a free item just for hitting a button on your computer. 
  • Once you're registered, many stores offer E-coupons which are manufacturers coupons that you can load directly onto your card.  Log in to your account and see what they have offered for the week. Load the ones you need and start saving!
  • Use coupons! I'll blog another day about the beauty of coupons, but if you have a paper coupon as well as an E-coupon, you can use them both and save even more. It's called stacking, and most stores (but not all) are fine with it.
  • Read the ads. See who has the best deals this week. Don't be a slave to a specific store. It doesn't always cost more to go to several stores. If it saves money, it's worth it.
  • Use the programs offered. Every store has their special deal to draw you in. Kroger once had a buy 5, get $5 off program. Read the specially marked tags and see the lowest price offered. I saved $15 last week on items I needed. Harris Teeter often does a great buy 2, get 3 free sale. If you have a coupon to use with that promotion, it's a double score. 
  • Do not impulse buy. If it's not on sale or offered at a very good price, pick something else. Most of your regular prices are way too much. 
  • Utilize discount stores. I cannot stress this enough, and it will be the topic of another blog. Go to Big Lots, Dollar General, Aldi, etc. It's amazing the savings you can find at those places! I found jars of baby food for .30/jar at Big Lots. That's 50% off the grocery store price. I make a lot of my baby food, but I use pre-made food as well.


I save about 30% on my grocery bill each time I shop. That tallies up to a lot of dough - which I can't swear is GMO and gluten free dough made by fairies in factories in Peoria. Although, I'm pretty sure Whole Foods might carry it.


Frugally,
Amanda Z
Domesticology

AmandaZ is the (mature) stay-at-home mom of Pork Chop, Southern gal, thrifty bad a$$ and writer of Domesticology101.com. This blog tackles all things domestic - from child rearing to cooking and home improvement to frugality. All done with a touch of humor and common sense. This is definitely not your mama's home economics site!

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Check out these one-pot 30 minute meals!


Whether you work out of the home or in the home, most of us are strapped for time. What time we do have is best spent with our family and not slaving over a hot stove or washing dishes. I'm all about easy. My husband said he is too, and that's why he married me. (badda bing!)

Click this link below and get the recipes for some really tasty meals that take one pot  and about 30 minutes to make!





Save the Fruit!


I think it's safe to say we have established food must never be thrown away, unless it's blue and fuzzy, of course. No one wants to spend a few quality hours with their toilet, so if it's not safe to eat, trash it. This creates an issue for me, however, as I love to buy fruit. I enjoy seeing it sit prettily in my fruit basket on the counter. I then watch it turn brown, because I don't eat it fast enough. I guess that makes me a fruit mass murderer. Guilty as charged.

I decided, no more! I would not let beautiful fruit die in the bowl and be sent to that big dumpster in the sky. I would learn to use my fruit, even if I don't eat it fresh. That's where today's blog comes in.

Saving the Fruit

Over the Christmas holiday, I displayed some lovely apples on a three-tiered glass fruit tray that has been in my family for at least fifty years. It sat in the middle of my mother's table, and I'm honored to carry on her tradition year after year. I simply love it. After the holiday was over, however, I noticed my fruit  was looking a little sad. Apples a bit past their peak freshness are perfect for making applesauce, so I whipped out ye ole crock-pot and started peeling and coring them.


Next, I put the apples into my crock pot and added about 1/4 cup of spiced apple cider from Trader Joe's (TJ's has the best cider on the planet), and sprinkled liberally with cinnamon. As I've said, I adore cinnamon. If you aren't a fan, it's still tasty without adding so much. 



I cooked this on low heat for about 5 hours. You'll know when it's done, because the apples will turn to mush. Use a wooden or plastic spoon and gently stir your apples. I like mine a little lumpy, but you could let your cooked apples cool and puree in a food processor. The first night after cooking, we served this as a side for our New Year's Day supper. 

I had plenty left over, so a few days later, I made applesauce muffins. I used the recipe from Williams-Sonoma, and they were pretty tasty. See recipe here. My only complaint is that I would probably use brown sugar instead of white next time. I like a molasses taste in my apple muffins. I also substituted pecans in place of walnuts. They were quite yummy!


You can cut back on the cider and use water if you want to avoid added sugar and this makes a perfect homemade baby food. My little man adores cooked apples! 

Leave a comment below and tell us how you use your aging fruit!

Fondly,
Amanda Z
Domesticology



Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Tip 4 - Take Your Lunch to Work


Today's blog is part four of our 10-part series on saving at least $1000 (or more) this year with very little pain on your part. Most of the tips will be easy and won't disrupt your routine!


In my days as a professional workin' gal (no, not that kind), I would often enjoy the yummy offerings of the restaurants near my old office. There were no less than fifty-seven in a two-mile radius, and it was my goal to try them all.  Their call to me was more alluring than the sweetest siren's song, and anytime I left work, I was tempted by the succulent smells of roasting meat and burnt coffee. Oh, how good it smelled! How I drooled like Pavlov's dogs! Unfortunately, all that food costs money, and eating out burnt a hole in my wallet faster than the acids did in my esophagus. I was bleeding money, and it wasn't pretty.

Before I stopped working, I decided that hemorrhaging money for lunch was not the smartest idea. It was making my bank account smaller and my butt bigger. Never a good scenario. I realized that taking my lunch was a more economical and healthy alternative. I would be in control of fat and salt content, and I could pack an appropriately sized lunch and not eat the humongous offerings that restaurants give you. Who are they trying to feed anyway? Shaquille O'Neal? I'm a woman and 5'2". I don't need enough food to feed the Oakland Raiders.

I need the Number Ten with a Diet Coke...Right NOW!

I can hear what you're thinking: I don't have time to mess with this!

Yes, you do! Here's how!

  1. Make your lunch the night before. If you try to make it in the morning, you'll run late and say "To Hell with it. Chipotle is right across the street! Yeehaw!"
  2. Make use of leftovers. NO FOOD should ever be thrown away (see here), and leftovers make a perfect meal. Save yogurt, butter, deli meat, and ricotta packages, and you don't even have to buy plastic containers! Win!
  3. Buy a cute lunch bag to transport your food. You'll be stylish, and no one will dare open your bag in the office refrigerator and steal your lunch. Well, I don't think they would, anyway.
  4. Pre-cut veggies over the weekend, so you even have a snack to take with you on Monday - Friday. 
  5. When you shop for groceries, don't forget to plan a few meals for the days you don't have leftovers. If you fail to plan, you plan to fail (and you'll hit Jersey Mike's so fast, your head will spin). Think of meals you enjoy and buy the necessary ingredients.
  6. Check out what's on sale in the grocery store. I have found that a super deal on food is inspiration to make next week's lunch. For example, you see a rotisserie chicken reduced for quick sale. Buy it and make chicken salad.
  7. Search online for some easy and quick lunch ideas. Here is a good place to start:

The typical restaurant lunch costs anywhere from $8 - $12. That's an average of $50 a week. I know you can make your own lunch for at least half that amount, especially if you utilize leftovers and special deals.  If you save $25/week, that's $1300 a year in savings! That could pay for a cruise on the Fun Ship, and you might even fit into your bathing suit.

Stay frugal,
Amanda Z
Domesticology




AmandaZ is the (mature) stay-at-home mom of Pork Chop, Southern gal, thrifty bad a$$ and writer of Domesticology101.com. This blog tackles all things domestic - from child rearing to cooking and home improvement to frugality. All done with a touch of humor and common sense. This is definitely not your mama's home economics site!