1. Playing bejeweled. That game is so addicting
2. Spontaneous lunch date with grandma after going to the wrong library for sidewalk chalk day. Lucky for us her office was right next door. And she treated;)
3. The dog park. Sometimes I really hate the dog because she can be so much work. But at the dog park she is so much fun to watch run and play.
Jul 03, 05:44AM PDT | 6 cheers | 1 comment
because the best way to find out seems to be through testing. And testing is best doen when your insurance will cover it all. We have and HSA with little put towards our deductible so it’s not urgent. And really wouldn’t be necessary considering I’m done with school and have managed fine without help for 26 (almost 27) years.
Here’s the thing though. Having learned a bit about it, led me to take a mini quiz, in which I matched a ton of the qsymptoms. Knowing for sure really could answer A LOT of questions.
For instance I don’t read letters backwards but I do often have trouble with mixing up appointment days. I love to read but read very slowly. I am constantly dialing the wrong number even if the number is written in front of me. I’ve always dreaded filling out forms, like the ones at the DMV and have trouble with mulitple step directions. My husband has always joked with me about it but now I feel like I’m not just a fumbling bumbling person but really may just have a different way to learn and absorb things. That I had a good reason why I could turn in a great essays and tests but felt really dumb trying to understand lectures. There is a lot of comfort in that. And the fact that there are lots of resources for accomodating this way of processing.
Jul 02, 04:43AM PDT | 2 cheers | 0 comments
This is going really well. After about a month my grains first quadrupled in size than multiplied. Yay. I’m not really sure why but it was so exciting to see my new grain form. Taking care of these little grains actually has been a daily commitment, like a garden I guess, so I feel really successful now that they are thriving.
That traditional feeling I had when I first got the grains continues on too. Turns out my grandmother used to make my mom drink kefir as a little girl. She had forgotten all about it until I brought them home. In Mexico they called them Bulgaros.
Then again my friend recognized them as the way to make leban. A smooth cheese made from kefir in middle Eastern countries.
I really had no idea this would turn into something kind of sentimental. So far I’ve connected with Russian, Mexican and Jordanian culture through these grains.
As for the kefir itself, I’ve finally found the basics to create the consistency I like, which again took almost a month. Temperature, type of jar and amount of time had lots to do with it. Though since they are continuously growing I constantly have to tweak the conditions.
I’d close the goal since it’s mostly done but I’m hoping to make cheese from it.
Jul 02, 04:30AM PDT | 0 comments