Thursday, November 15, 2012

Spinach Lasagna Rolls

Another tasty dinner- thanks to a blog find on pinterst.  Mason said this was pushing the limits with the amount of spinach, but Theo ate an entire roll! 

I didn't use her recipe for tomato sauce, but it probably would have been a little more flavorful, and I tossed some Italian seasoning into the cheese mix.  :)

http://www.skinnytaste.com/2010/02/spinach-lasagna-rolls.html

Spinach Lasagna Rolls

Spinach Lasagna Rolls
Gina's Weight Watcher Recipes
Servings: 9 Serving Size: 1 roll Old Points: 4 pts Points+: 6 ww pts
Calories: 224.9 • Fat: 5.1 g Fiber: 3.4 g Protein: 13.0 g Carbs: 31.5

Ingredients:

  • 9 lasagna noodles, cooked
  • 10 oz frozen chopped spinach, thawed and completely drained
  • 15 oz fat free ricotta cheese (I like Polly-o)
  • 1/2 cup grated Parmesan cheese
  • 1 egg
  • salt and fresh pepper
  • 32 oz tomato sauce
  • 9 tbsp (about 3 oz) part skim mozzarella cheese, shredded

Directions:
Preheat oven to 350°. Combine spinach, ricotta, Parmesan, egg, salt and pepper in a medium bowl. Ladle about 1 cup sauce on the bottom of a 9 x 12 baking dish.

Place a piece of wax paper on the counter and lay out lasagna noodles. Make sure noodles are dry. Take 1/3 cup of ricotta mixture and spread evenly over noodle. Roll carefully and place seam side down onto the baking dish. Repeat with remaining noodles.

Ladle sauce over the noodles in the baking dish and top each one with 1 tbsp mozzarella cheese. Put foil over baking dish and bake for 40 minutes, or until cheese melts. Makes 9 rolls.

To serve, ladle a little sauce on the plate and top with lasagna roll.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Thanks for All you Do

Military spouses sacrifice a lot. Military children sacrifice a lot.  Military members sacrifice a lot.  I love military life, but sometimes it can be difficult.  This weekend was Veteran's Day, and I couldn't think of much inspiring to say, other than "thank you" which is sometimes just what's needed.  I told Mason I was thankful for his service, and our friends' service, etc...and lately a certain phrase has been meaning more and more to me, "thanks for all you do."

This is my 3rd year on the Officers' Spouses Club (OSC) Board and this year I'm a co-social coordinator and I put together the newsletter.  After sending out the first newsletter of the season, one of the Board advisers sent me an email telling me how the newsletter looked great, and she ended the email by saying, "thanks for all you do."  It stuck with me then and still does several months later.  I've even noticed it in more emails lately from different people.  It's amazing how powerful it's been, because it was those few extra words that just made all the time and energy I put in to the work seem validated.

I've been trying to use the phrase more with people when they are helping me out complete things I want done.  I've always been a go-getter.  My mom calls me her Dr. Quinn child (if you're familiar with that show), because I go out and get things done.  That and I'm a SUPER organizer.  I like to get really involved.

When I was teaching, I got involved with sponsoring 3 extra curricular clubs.  When we moved her I jumped right in and got involved in our squadron.  For the past 3 years, I've been a key spouse in our squadron, and within the last year and past several months I've been our squadron spouses social coordinator (sending out evites, planning fundraisers, working on the Christmas parties), and doing lots of things to get involved.  I don't do it all alone, but I love bringing people together and just being there for people in our squadron.    

That being said, it's an emotional time for me.  I've found my groove.  Now that I'm not teaching I've found ways to pour myself into other activities and groups while still giving 100% to Theo and my family (well, not always 100%).  But, I feel myself pull back at times.  While I am outgoing and like to be involved, I'm actually a pretty shy person, and it takes me a while to make friends because I don't "let my hair down" until I really get to know someone.  Sometimes because there is so much change in the military I hold back from getting to know people since I know they will move, or now as it turns out, we'll be moving. 

In the past few months, I've grown to become so close to several different women, and it's so hard to know that while these are friendships I hope to have forever, it won't be the same when we move.  I know I'll keep in touch with the old friends, and make new friends, but it's still hard.  Fortunately Theo is still young and won't really "miss" any of his friends when we move, but it still hurts to think that some day he'll feel the sadness of leaving his friends that I am starting to feel now.

These feelings are sprouting after a terrific and fun evening spent at our spouse coffee and tomorrow will be our OSC function.  I enjoy this time with my friends so much, and as more and more events come and go, the closer it is until our departure.  We're ready for the change, but I wish I could stick all my friends in my pocket as we head North.  




Lots of times people will say to military spouses, "you chose this life," "you knew what you were signing up for,"  "at least it's not as bad as the army (or something else)" but while you love your spouse and you did know what would be entailed in military life, it still doesn't make it easier to be separated from your spouse, or have to be apart from your extended family, or pick up and move every few years.  I love my husband, and I love this life, but sometimes it's hard.  But, nevertheless, we'll always come up on top. So friends, thanks for all you do for me and thanks for adding all that you do in to my life. 

Friday, November 9, 2012

Where is the time going?

Mason took some pictures this week that have made me think of newborn Theo, and I just can't believe how the time goes so fast!  He started taking a few steps this week, and we're hoping that by the end of the month he'll have figured out the walking thing.















Sunday, November 4, 2012

Halloween

I don't know where the inspiration came from, maybe a morning of eating Pillsbury Cinnamon Rolls, or watching a commercial, but I somehow decided that Theo would make a SUPER-CUTE Pillsbury Doughboy.  I toyed around with mini Harry Potter (mostly because I've been reading the series), and my sister sent me a really cute picture of how to make a little boy costume that looks like the little old man from "Up", but that was too many accessories. 

In my family we have a history of "low-budget" costuming.  When I was little my mom bought a white sweatsuit that served a year as a snowman, a year as a bunny, and then more costumes for my sister.  We do "home made" costumes, which I recently had to clarify as more like, "home crafted/thrown together" costumes.  Low budget, yet funny and cute. 

Some previous costumes of ours include:

"I'm a month old, so I'm just wearing pumpkins" (2011)

"The Ocean"

"Peanut Butter Jelly Time" 


"A Stop Light" (Apparently, I'm thrilled)

But this year we decided to go with "Pillsbury Doughboy and 2 Cinnamon Rolls."  The hardest part of the costume was actually finding a hat for Theo, but it all worked out.  We went to a Halloween party with the people in our Thursday play group.  It was perfect because the kids got to play, and most of our husbands finally got to meet. We also went to a Fall Fest that was on base.  WE just walked around briefly because Theo was about 1 year to young, but he did get to pet (aka grab hold of) a chicken, and see some ducks, which he enjoyed. 

As for Halloween day, we didn't have many plans.  Theo and I carved our pumpkin an hour before trick or treating started.  He wasn't that in to it, I thought he'd like the gooey insides, but he was more in to playing with his mini pumpkin.   I decided that we weren't going to take Theo trick or treating, mostly because we usually make fun of people who take their little infants trick or treating, since that's mostly the parents in it for the candy then...we did have a few requests for Theo to come by friends houses, so we did stop by three houses in our neighborhood, and then we passed out candy at our house.



 Theo had fun (I think), and I already have a few ideas for next year.   

Friday, November 2, 2012

Oh, the places you'll go!

In the Air Force, many of us spouses use the phrase, "until the rubber hits the runway."  It means, we're not going to believe they're (spouses) are home (from a flight/deployment/tdy) until the plane is actually on the ground.  There is always so much back and forth in the military which is something that makes this job harder than other jobs.  I mean, you can get jerked around by the hour.

To make a long, tiring, stressful (can't be posted on the Internet) story short, Mason was told about a month and a half ago that he was probably going to deploy (early) to Guam along with a few other people from our squadron.  Then he was told that they needed him to stay to go TDY to Minot for an exercise.  For about two weeks, he was pushed back and forth between these two options. 

It was a pretty stressful time for our squadron, because other families were going through this as well, and a lot of people who are new to our squadron were sort of thrown into an early deployment without much preparation.  There were several crews of people preparing for the Minot exercise, and then there were people waiting to find out about new assignments based on the VML. 

VML stands for the Vulnerable Move List.  In the AF you are stationed at a base for 3-4 years and after that you move to another base. People joke that Barksdale is Barkatraz because you can stay here for years (8-10)  if you want to stay here.  When we arrived at Barksdale Mason started B52 training, and now we've been in our active squadron for almost 3 years (we've been on base for about 3.5 years). When Mason went to the active squadron he made it known that he wanted to stick with the B52.  There are several people who don't really want to continue working with this airframe.  Anyways, once you have been on base for 2-2.5 years you get put on the VML and you are eligible to move off base.  The VML cycles are 4 times a year about 3 months apart.  For Mason, you really need to be an Aircraft Commander (AC) to qualify for the jobs, so it's really closer to being on base for 3 years when they start looking at you to move.  Last December Mason became qualified as an AC and in January we started getting talked to about moving.  Fortunately Mason's commander at the time really talked with Mason and knew he wanted to stick with the B52 and the other office that Mason worked in was in charge of assignments and they knew that Mason wanted to stay in the B52 community- but more than wanting to stay, they knew he was good at the job and wanted to keep him. 

For an AC, like Mason, the possible moves are called Alpha tours.  You (most commonly) go to another job for 3-4 years and then come back to the B52.  One of the reasons Mason didn't want to do this is because it would put him "behind the timeline" with the B52 and then he'd be a Major trying to compete with Captains etc...So, he could have gotten sent to pilot training.  This would basically mean that he would go back and teach people how to fly (like the training he did in Texas).  It could be in the T38, or T6.  He could also have gotten an assignment like UAV's or he could have done an ALO job which is working with the Army.  The pilot training bases aren't really in great locations, but he would have been home more consistently.  ALO jobs are at some really nice bases (although they are army posts), but Mason would pretty much be deployed all the time to not so nice places. 

Fast forward to getting our new commander in June who fortunately is like this dad to everyone in the squadron.  The wives joke that he's got "master plans" for everyone, and he truly wants to help his guys out. Which is AMAZING!  Fortunately, he recognized Mason's potential and has been pushing and working really hard with Mason to get us to stay in the B52 community.  For Mason's career, however, our commander told him that it would be beneficial for Mason to be in a different squadron so that he could gain experiences and further down the line when they are looking at him to promote, he's got a "varied resume." We figured that a move to a new squadron would probably happen at the end of 2013 because it would be after Mason's next deployment and by then we were hoping that Mason could have completed Instructor Training (CFIC).  To start CFIC Mason would need 1500 hours in the B52 and it could be waived down to 1350 hours, which we calculated to be sometime next year during the deployment. 

Okay, back to two weeks where they were telling Mason he might deploy early or stay home to go to the Minot exercise.  His commander tells him that he really wants to push the training envelope with Mason and get him going with CFIC.  (Which starts the end of October, and this was the beginning of September).  In order to start CFIC Mason needed a publication to get published that was lowering the required hours to start CFIC.  It was supposed to get published on Oct 1, (it got pushed back to Nov 1-still don't think it's out), so Mason had to start the waiver process.  Long, stressful weeks happened here because Mason had to basically complete all the prerequisites for CFIC in 3 weeks.  This included 5-6 flights, WSTs, a study notebook to be completed, plus getting the waiver all worked out, and Mason had to do all this without knowing 100% that he was in the October class. 

Meanwhile...while all of this is going on, Mason comes home with "I've got news..." This had pretty much been a daily occurrence.  So there I am in the kitchen making dinner, listening to his day, when I find out- we're moving to Minot!!!  So, while this wasn't really unexpected, it was about a year sooner then we were thinking. 

So here we are. November 2nd, and Mason just completed his first week of CFIC.  I'm SO PROUD of him, because he (might be) the youngest guy to be going through CFIC and he's doing GREAT so far.  It's really awesome that his commander pushed so hard for him, and that he's  getting this training at this point in his career.  There are a few more pieces of the "master plan" that Mason and his commander are working on, but that's for another time.  So right now, we're praying that Mason can take his checkride before the Christmas Break because the runway will be closing, and that would help him with some paperwork.  He'll probably go with his squadron to a training in January that will help get some more qualifications completed, and then we'll take the 23 hour and 49 minute journey North around Valentine's Day.  We'll be in the 23rd squadron up there, which is where my gut was telling me I wanted to go.  We're hoping to live on base as well.  It's going to be a different experience.  The weather doesn't really scare us, and from our friends that live there they all say it's a great community feeling and great base.  I think we're both ready for this new chapter of our lives, and I'm sure Theo will love snow- a friend already gave us 2 snowsuits.

So while we're still waiting for the rubber to hit the runway 100% (us being up there, all the paperwork etc...), we're getting prepared and ready to move in, eek 3 months!  


 
So, why not, Minot? 

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Theo at 13 months

Not really sure when these posts are supposed to taper off, I mean dropping down to the more "milestone" months like 18 and 24, seems like information overload, so we'll see what happens.  If I end up getting to "Theo at 108 months old" feel free to tell me enough is enough. I think it's my attempt to keep my baby a baby.

So, Theo at 13 months.  He's an amazing kid!  I love him to pieces; however this month we did see a feisty side of Theo. Mason says it's because he's home with me all day.  I say it's a combination of growing pains, trying to walk, and teething.

Weight- about the same (20lbs 14 oz)
Height- growing every minute (He's waist is about the height of our coffee table, wasn't he just barely peeking over it?)

- Size 3 diapers, 12 month clothes (an occasional 9 mo or 18 mo in the mix)
-5 teeth, loves brushing his teeth
-bear crawling
- can climb up AND down the stairs (totally hilarious to see him slide backwards down the stairs)
-enjoys library time, playing at the park, walks, bath time, play dates
-Went to Pep Rally where I used to teach
-Passed out Halloween Candy
-Trip to the State Fair
-Fed ducks at the duck pond
 -Chewed through his first pacifier
-Beast eater (mom cuts up grapes and hot dog pieces in to tiny little pieces and then he shoves a handful of pieces in...)

Theo had some ups and downs with naps, and teething, but I think I've figured out his teething pattern.  2 days of lots of sleep, 2 days of whiny/crabby boy, tooth pops out.  He is super cute when I go to give him orajel because he knows to open his mouth.  Fortunately, for now, it doesn't look like there are any more ready to pop right through.  





He's a wonderful little dude.  Can't get enough of him! 

(This was his 2nd time down the stairs.  He can now go up and down in about 15 seconds. He's super fast)