The word for the day is: melodrama. Melodrama.
I have been all over the place this last week. My poor co-workers – they bear the brunt of my mood swings, as much of my email reading happens at work. One in particular was very helpful last week – it really is quite beneficial to work with career counselors, sometimes. Just sayin’.
Last week I had basically concluded that my student teaching was going to have to be postponed a semester. I even had a whole blog post written up about it, explaining why and so forth. It was long. But I waited to send it until after I heard back from my advisor, just in case I wasn’t seeing the whole picture. I was feeling a bit despondent about this.
As it turns out, I didn’t have the whole picture, or at least wasn’t aware of all my options. This is the point at which last Thursday’s post got written, because he gave me more choices. And Lord knows what I needed was more choices. (Do you ever find yourself in that situation, where someone is trying to be helpful and gives you advice or suggestions and all it does is muddy the waters? That’s where I was on Thursday. Knee-deep in mud.) And I didn’t feel a sense of peace about any of the options (which, in my experience, is the sign of a good decision). I was nearing panic-attack mode – see what I mean about melodrama?
The only decision that felt right was… to not make a decision, but to go to class on Friday night. Which I did. (Again, let me point out the cruelty of a 7:30-9 Friday night class. Even if it only meets 3 times, it’s cruel. Turns out the student teaching seminar will also be Friday nights. Well, that or Saturday mornings. What a choice.) In class I discovered that I am not the only student who doesn’t have a placement yet (for this semester, which was the source of my difficulties). So I decided to keep on keeping on (and that earlier post about postponing student teaching? it’s been deleted).
Over the weekend, my advisor miraculously found me a placement. almost had to scrape me off of the ceiling. Even today, as I contacted the teacher, I was nearly giddy. I went to update my boss on the situation, and again found myself nearly buzzing.
Should I mention that over the weekend while doing homework, I got all teary about the Civil Rights Movement? I don’t know what’s wrong with me. But, just to be clear, I’m not pregnant. Because that’s where everyone’s mind went, wasn’t it? I’m not. Promise.
And now I’m obsessively checking my email to see if the teacher has written back. I should really channel this energy into writing my student teaching essay, or working on one of the 3 essays due in the next 2 weeks.
On a totally unrelated note, I’m wearing my new burgundy shoes today. They do, in fact, match my burgundy pants, but they are not nearly as comfortable as the navy ones (being 1/4 size too small might account for that, and the heel that is narrower than I’m used to). However, I matched the rest of my outfit to my nails (which are grey and navy blue – I was going for a nighttime/twilight/sunset kind of look, as the background for the Halloween-inspired stamps). I’m not sure the overall look works. Oh well; it’s Halloween. It’s also the anniversary of when I started working here. 9 years!
I’ll try to find some emotional equilibrium this week, for the sake of all of us.
- Beware of Halloween pranksters.
- I am not ready for it to snow. Neither is our house. I mean, there are leaves to be raked, another house painting quote to get, some insect prevention we need to do… but we got the windows weatherproofed, so that’s something. No, , they’re still not clean. Does that make you twitchy?
- And since we ‘re on the subject, there are plenty of other parts of my house that are not really clean. Just being honest.
- [I've got nothing for this one] spirits?
- Where ~the deer and the antelope roam…~. That’s going to be stuck in your head for the rest of the day. You’re welcome.
- Soup – thick, hearty, totally unhealthy soup - is one of my favorite meals when it’s cold out.
- And as for the weekend, tonight I’m
looking forward going to class (boo!), tomorrow my plans include writing a paper (there’s lots of this in the next 2 weeks – just assume I’m busy doing homework unless you hear differently) and Sunday, I want to accept that winter is coming and switch out my summer wardrobe for all those wool sweaters!
Oh, and as a quick update to yesterday’s post, I made a decision… not to make a decision (I suppose that was Option D). It’s totally valid.
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Can someone do me a favor? A decision needs to be made (regarding school stuff)… and I really just want someone else to make a decision and tell me what to do. Unfortunately, as a grown-up, I have options and “it’s up to me” to decide what is best for me / what I want.
I don’t know what to do. will let me do whatever I think is best. My advisor will go along with whatever I decide. My work would prefer I choose option A, whereas my friends and family would probably prefer option B.
Did I mention there’s an option C? That one confuses me most.
My undegrad was so much easier, if only because it was cut and dry and I understood all of the requirements. Not that the requirements for my program aren’t clearly delineated, because they are – the problem is that, well, we like to live in the grey zone. Deadlines aren’t really deadlines. Teachers can be… very accommodating if need be.
You know, I just realized that a bunch of my co-workers were, essentially, career counselors before they came to the admin office. I think I’m going to go consult with one of them.
Stay tuned. Or not. Whatever.
[Editor's note: Save me from myself! I prefer to make decisions based on my gut, what "feels right." The best decisions I've ever made were that way. The ones I made logically... didn't go so well. But I have no gut feeling on this. I could wallow in indecision for... a really long time.]
and I went shopping on Sunday, and I bought shoes! Lots of shoes! OK, two pairs, but it seemed like a lot. I went in thinking I would buy one, but then it was like Sophie’s Choice trying to pick which pair got to come home with me. So they both did. I did have a 20% off my entire purchase coupon, and then one of the pairs ended up being on sale, and I donated $5 to some charity so I got $10 off one of the pairs… all in all it wasn’t a bad deal.
And, of course, they’re Clarks. Would I buy anything else?
Clarks - Diamond Sadler in Navy. These are the ones I'm wearing today. It's a 2 3/4" heel, which is a bit higher than my other ones, so my feet hurt a bit, but it's not too bad all things considered. They're also a wee bit small, but that way they don't fall off my feet. As Amanda pointed out, they won't shrink, but they might grow.
Can I add that I’ve been looking for a decent [i.e. fashionable] pair of navy dress shoes for years? I finally found them! These will go nicely with my navy pants, and some navy skirts I have, and today I’m wearing them with brown pants (and a blue and brown striped shirt, so it works). Very versatile. They also looked awesome with jeans, as will attest to. As a testimony to their awesomeness, totally approved of these shoes, and she despises all things navy.
Clarks - Carlotta in Burgundy. With a 2" heel, these should be a bit more comfortable than the other ones. We'll see... the next time I wear dress shoes. Jury duty has my schedule all up in the air. Anyway, I got these to go with a pair of burgundy pants that I've had forever and just love. They seem to fit whether I gain 10 pounds or lose 10 pounds. Can't argue with that, right? I think these should look good with brown or black pants, too.
So now I have to decide which shoes need to go to Goodwill, which ones can go into storage for the season, and there might even be a pair to sell on ebay (black dress shoes, worn twice? might be worth $5).
As further evidence that my feet are, in fact, shrinking, both pairs I bought were 9s. Seriously. I tried the 9 1/2s on, and they were just too big. I thought maybe that it was because my feet used to be narrow (so they’re getting shorter but wider?), but no, my feet are still narrow. I really don’t know what to tell you. The rest of me isn’t shrinking, but my feet certainly are. I used to buy 10s and 10 1/2s. Yes, I know that’s not what feet do, and I can’t explain it.
And for the curious, I tweeted my recent manicure: Original plan. Modified. The girl at Caribou today really liked them. I’m not a huge fan, simply because they’re not smooth, and that’s driving me a bit bonkers. I think I want to try something like this next (Pinterest has been fabulous for nail art inspiration!).
- Old me would sleep until noon on Saturdays; new me would get up before 10. Don’t judge. It’s an improvement.
- Life is about taking responsibility.
- So…in a way if everyone had that philosophy, our criminal justice system wouldn’t be overburdened.
- I mentioned I’m on jury duty next week, right?
- The big difference between your hair and my hair is that mine has its own zip code. Don’t be jealous.
- Sunshine makes me happy.
- And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to sleep – I’ve been tired all week, tomorrow my plans include taking a break from yard work to visit with (you are bringing me some acorn squash, right?) and Sunday, I want to not be embarrassed by my football team (this may require changing allegiances)!
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… that the fitting problems with the skirt the other day are not due to any change in my measurements. (I had to check, seeing as how I was going to attempt a different, also untried skirt pattern.)
… for my age (sometimes). I am the youngest of the 5 graduate students in my class, and yet I still feel incredibly old when I look at about half of my classmates. Also, on Monday I found out that the high schoolers in the after school program were born the year I graduated high school. Oh dear.
… for patience, though I’ve not had much of it today. (And what I’ve had has been sorely abused. But that’s not really in the spirit of thankfulness, now is it.)
… for Reese’s miniatures, which are far superior to the regular thing. I wish I had some right now.
… for time to be creative, no matter how superficial or insignificant. (Class was cancelled last night, but only after we’d all sat there for 45 minutes – devoted group, are we not? The free 2 hours were a pleasant surprise. I prepped the pattern for McCalls 5523, and then spent way too much time painting my nails and catching up on soaps on Hulu.)
… for technology that has completely changed the way we live.
… for the hope of seeing some sunshine this weekend (it’s already starting to feel like I never see daylight, with it being mostly dark when I leave for work and the sun setting shortly after getting home).
… for Diana Ross-like hair today. You’ve got to work with what you’ve got.
… for weekend plans that are not limited to homework and yard work.
… for tweezers, because, let’s be honest, sometimes hairs grow where they shouldn’t. (Though at the moment I’m “growing out” my eyebrows, and there are a few that have decided to grow perpendicular to my face, as in they’re sticking straight out from my face, and they won’t be tamed by anything. They may have to go. I had this crazy idea to re-discover the original shape of my eyebrows. I’m thinking it was a silly idea, but I’m already committed now.)
… for a husband who keeps track of little details that I would forget, like backing up the server, or paying bills.
… for the freedoms and rights we experience in America (even if it does mean I’m spending next week on jury duty).
Last night, I surprised myself by actually turning on my sewing machine and working on a project. I know, I know, shocked me too.
I haven’t yet switched over my wardrobe from summer to winter yet, so I have very few skirts hanging in my closet that I can actually wear. And skirts are easy to make, and I like making them. So I decided to make up Simplicity 2191. It’s new to me, and there were only two reviews on PatternReview.com, neither of which were on the skirt. But it was 4 simple panels – it certainly wasn’t going to be a hard project (I did pull out the instructions and glanced at them to make sure I wasn’t missing anything, but then I put them away and went on my merry way).
Described as "lightly flaring." There are darts in the back (not shown here), no facing, and seams down the front and back (as well as the sides).
The only thing that was difficult was my fabric – it’s a lovely satin charmeuse, which meant binding all of the seams lest the whole thing fall apart in the wash. That’s fine, I don’t mind binding seams; it just means that the project time was increased. I still haven’t figured out if this fabric is navy or black. When I cut it out (last week or the week before), I noticed I had a lot of fabric left over. The pattern says I needed 1 1/8 yards (my fabric was 60″ wide), but out of the 1 1/2 yards I had, I barely used half.
Now, what I should have done was cut each panel out separately, not on the folded fabric. My mistake, but I don’t think that actually affected anything in the long run. The other thing I should have done was figure out a way to mark the fabric so I could tell where the notches were supposed to be (as I bound the edges before sewing). I know which part of the project I can blame on that problem, but it’s pretty minor.
What I really should have done was take into consideration what was posted on PatternReview.com. Both reviewers (one of the tunic and one of the cropped pants) said theirs turned out about a size too small. I did think about this, but I checked the finished garment measurements and thought I was safe (had at least 1″ of ease at the hips, which should be plenty, right?).
I was not.
I had to take out both side seams (I’d put the zipper in the center back, since I didn’t have an invisible zip to use and I thought it would be more flattering on my hips if the seams there were smooth) and stitch them as narrow as possible, and even then it barely fits. I made it work… kind of. I pinned some cute lace to the bottom hem, but didn’t actually stitch it down. But other than the hem, the only other thing I need to do is do the waist stay (the pattern calls for twill tape).
Instead of finishing it, however, I think I’m going to rip it apart. I came to this conclusion this morning, though I had been thinking about it last night. It’s the reason I only pinned on the lace and didn’t complete it (I certainly had the time to).
I think that I might be able to re-use the panels and my leftover fabric and make up either Simplicity 4494 or Vogue 7735, both of which I’ve made up before. They’re 6 and 8 gore skirts, respectively, instead of this stupid 4 gore skirt. And they both fit. I’m leaning towards the Simplicity one, simply because it has the flare that I was looking for. I’ll be cutting out single thickness of these pattern pieces, and I think I’ll wait to bind the seams until after I’ve done most of the stitching, even though it will be harder to do then.
And the next time I attempt to make a skirt out of charmeuse, I’ll pick a bias-cut pattern. I think that would be better. (I don’t think I have enough fabric to fool around with at this time to try it now, otherwise I would.)
What I really should have done was make up the skirt I’ve been thinking about.
Basic pencil skirt, with a bit of pretty in the back. The fabric is a poly poplin, and the color is oyster. Totally seasonally acceptable, I think, as it's a shade or two darker than "winter white."
I have honestly been dreaming about making this skirt up for over a month, since I ordered the fabric. Perhaps before then. I didn’t have the pattern until this weekend, though, so this is not one of the projects I already have prepped.
Here's what I do have cut out. All except that last one are knits. Notice that the last one is the same pattern as the failed skirt; its redeeming quality is that it has different pattern pieces for each cup size, so I feel like I have a shot at it fitting. Plus, tops are often big on me, so it's possible it will fit better than other peoples' attempts. The first two in the bottom row I have made up before, and I love the other versions, so I have no qualms about them. I'm not as sure about the top row, but they're knits, so it's unlikely they won't fit. And there's no seam binding required on knits, so that's good. I should have made up Butterick 5525, but the fabric I have is a sweater knit, and I'm not totally confident about that yet. Might need to do some Google-ing.
So then, tonight when I get home from class, should I rip apart the black skirt? Should I prep the oyster skirt? Should I spend my time repainting my nails (they’re currently “hooker red” with a gold wavy pattern subtly stamped on them, and they just started chipping today – and honestly, the gold pattern totally tones them down from the brightness they were originally, believe it or not)? What’s a girl to do?
I’ll try to get back on the blogging wagon. I don’t know what’s been up lately, but I have not been interested in much of anything other than painting my nails. (Mothers everywhere should be pleased – I have had my nails perfectly painted every day for the past two weeks, maybe three. The moment it chips, I take it off and put on a new color. It’s a bit of an obsession, partially spurred by the fact that my nails are currently long and healthy, and partially by the nail stamping kit I bought, which is super cool.) Maybe it’s the change of seasons – I am really not looking forward to winter. Anyway.
Last weekend, , and I went on our annual apple orchard visit. did a great job of finding us a new orchard and planning the trip. We went to MacDougall’s in Hastings, which is not nearly as far away as I thought it might be. I didn’t take too many pictures this year (though has some on her blog).
Obligatory apple shot.
Sleeping bunnies. They had bunnies! And I totally didn't steal one to bring home with me, even though I wanted to. (Seriously, why can't I live somewhere warm enough to own a bunny or 12?)
It was super hot this year. Like, sweaty hot. Blech. This was unusual, especially since some of our October visits have required mega winter gear (sometimes we try to get ahead of that and go in September, but our calendars didn’t mesh up this year). There were also tons of little biting bugs that looooved me. I thought I was going crazy, but once I got home and the bites developed, I knew I hadn’t been hallucinating. I had over 2 dozen bites on my neck, chest and arms. They itched like crazy, and didn’t stop itching until Wednesday. I was not a happy camper.
Anyway, the orchard was a bit smaller (no tractor ride to the apples), and we filled up our bags fairly quickly, so we drove to downtown Hastings for a late lunch.
There was a working miniature train at the restaurant! How cute is that!
We tried going for a walk and hanging out down on the river (there was a bald eagle, but he/she wouldn’t come close enough for a decent picture), but the biting bugs were back and I couldn’t stand it.
It was a lovely trip, and hopefully next year it won’t be so hot (and maybe all the little bugs will have died from colder weather).
With volunteering, a change in ‘s workout schedule (no more training for the 10K, lots more kickboxing), the fall semester firmly under way, and the rapidly decreasing daylight hours, our weekdays are not what they used to be. We pretty much only have Friday night to do yard work together, and who wants to do yard work on a Friday night? That means the weekends require more labor than anyone should have to do. It will be over soon, and then I will be sad because there will be snow on the ground and it will be cold (I may have heard that there will be snow flurries this week, and I hope I’m mistaken).
We have managed to finally finish up the gutter project (not just cleaning, but there were some repairs needed, including replacing a down spout that dumped water onto our neighbor’s driveway) this weekend. We’ll probably have to check for leaves again once they all fall off our trees, but that’s minor compared to all the work we’ve done.
We also have the trench completely filled in. The majority of this work was done by , which included having to sift through a ton of rocks and dirt to get the dirt out. He also dug up the bushes that I’d cut down, and has started prepping that area for his hot pepper garden next year. The gigantic pile (OK, it’s like 2 cubic yards, so not really all that big) of rocks in our driveway is [hopefully] going away soon – thank goodness for Craigslist!
We’ve begun to plan out what we’ll have to do next Spring, and it involves renting some serious equipment. Did you know that there’s such a thing as a rock vac? The heavens will open up and angels will sing when the rocks finally disappear from our house.
(I wasn’t going to share pictures of the progress on our irrigation project until it was all over, but I couldn’t help myself. I had to show them to co-workers last week, after they were raving about how awesome I was. I had to prove that not everything is currently in a state of awesomeness. Thankfully, this is our backyard, and fully fenced in, and we’re the only ones to witness this… situation. Full photo documentation is on Flickr.)
Here is the sad state of the backyard right now. You can kind of see on the left the stumps of bushes that are now dug up for Prince Charming's hot pepper garden. On the right, you can see the sprinkler head for one of my veggie gardens. I finally got that bush trimmed this weekend, so it's no longer hanging over the "grass." We decided we're just going to have to till up this whole area next year, which is fine, since we were basically re-doing the boundaries on everything anyway.
This area will have more grass than it originally did. And I think those daylilies are all going to bite it. They are not endearing. You can kind of see our new water spigot there at the corner of the house. It's pretty cool. (It was part of the irrigation project.)
We’ve almost picked out the new edging bricks (well, we agree on shape and color), and have drawn out new borders. Saturday morning we had a guy come and give us an estimate on getting our trees trimmed. Good news? We have excellent, expensive [valuable] trees. Bad news? They’ve never been trimmed. Still haven’t gotten the written estimate yet, but it probably won’t be pretty. More good news? It will be fairly cheap to remove a really ugly evergreen that’s on the corner of our property, and we are super happy about that. I don’t have any pictures of it, because it’s that ugly, and seriously on the edge of our property (as in, it might actually be on the property line, and we need to ask our neighbors about that before removing it), but you can trust me that it’s a good thing it’ll go.
This weekend while was sifting out rocks and dirt to fill in the trenches and add to his hot pepper garden, I cleaned up that front garden we have (I only have one picture of it, from when we first moved in – we put in a bunch of ground cover, which got really out of control this year) and ripped a bunch of stuff up. I officially decided that it’s going to become lawn next year. That bush will have to go (oh, how sad – not really, since, as you may well know, I have waged a war on the large number of bushes that came with this house, and most of them are going to die sooner or later, because I think bushes are just terrible), and there are a few plants to transplant, but everything else was awful. My very first foray into decorative gardening failed, and I’m not at all sad about that. It will be lovely in grass, I promise. (It made a lot more sense, visually, for that garden to be there before the previous owner installed the fence, which cut through the garden that wrapped around the garage and up to the driveway. Now that the fence is there, it seems silly. And it’s full shade, which is a disaster. And right underneath a large oak tree that drops tons of leaves and other stuff. Just too much work for not enough reward.)
We also finally put covers on our window wells. We’d bought the plastic covers last fall, but since we couldn’t find ones exactly the right size, had to do some finagling to make them work. Two words: zip ties. Seriously. As long as they keep the leaves and snow out, that’s all we need. Also, the guy who gave us an estimate on painting our house noticed that some of the biggest chips are right above the window wells. Maybe this will help that problem? (Maybe properly prepping before painting will fix that problem. The last guy did some great things, but a decent exterior paint job was not one of them.)
I wore sweat pants all day yesterday, and that was awesome. In my defense, I spent 2 hours at the spa, and sweats seemed appropriately comfortable for that. And for the yard work, and cleaning up a bit in my office, and general laziness. I really should have done some sewing, but couldn’t bring myself to turn on my machine. However, I have a whole mess of projects prepared (cut out, that is), including quite a few knits, which are generally fast projects, so when my mojo comes back, I should be productive. I think part of my lack of desire to sew comes from knowing that what I really need to do is work on ‘s quilt, but I’ve hit a bit of a snag there. The fabric we picked out for the border? They’re out of it at my JoAnn’s (well, they have about 1 yard, and I need 5-ish), and so I have to drive down to Apple Valley to see if they have some. I don’t know what I’ll do if they don’t. But it’s getting cold, and I don’t want to be cold at night, so I should probably get on that.
Now, see, this is what happens when I don’t blog for a while. You get paragraphs and paragraphs of boringness. My apologies.
I almost forgot to mention that I canned for the first time last weekend, and it all went well! All of the lids sealed just like they were supposed to! It was actually pretty awesome! I did 5 mini jars of pickled jalapenos, and 1 large jar of hot peppers packed in oil. I used the recipes I linked to here. Next up? Doing something with those apples from last weekend. They’re calling out to me. But first, I’m going to hang out with tonight, and maybe fancy up my nails when I get home.
- It’s easy to understand why I’m cold. It’s 69* in here today, with a good breeze. Seriously. For the record, I’m on the 5th floor, and we don’t have any windows that open (even if we did, they’re a good 50 feet away from my cube). One of the ceiling vents, however, is quite close to my cube, and it’s pumping out cold air like it’s the middle of August. I had to throw a long-sleeved fleece on today, instead of my usual fleece vest. My space heater is broken, and I get teased for being too Grandma-y when I pull out my giant purple lap quilt. You could probably cool water with my fingers, they’re so cold.
- ~Clementine~ my darling. That’s now stuck in my head. Sorry if it’s in yours too now.
- Once upon a time, I posted regularly on my blog. Don’t know where the week went. Nothing significant going on. Not super busy. Just… nothing interesting enough to talk about. Unless you wanted to hear about incidents that caused road rage, or I wanted to complain about work things, which I won’t do because that kind of thing could get a girl fired.
- What part of a sewing project do I have the hardest time with? … the end. I seriously have two pair of pants hanging up, completely finished except for hemming. I’ve even done the pinning for the hemming. I just can’t bring myself to take them over to the sewing machine and finish them. Why? I’m not sure. They both look awesome and I could really use the extra pants in my work wardrobe. Maybe I’ll get on that this weekend. (The nearly finished projects in my closet is also getting out of hand. And I won’t even mention the ever-growing pile of prepped patterns and cut out fabric. It’s a sickness.)
- What is, is. What will be, will be.
- I like to do my homework sooner than later. Unfortunately, that means that sometimes in class it’s hard to remember what we’re supposed to be talking about, because I did the reading 5 or 6 days ago, instead of earlier that day like many of my classmates (slackers).
- And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to pizza! sewing! shopping! (well, maybe I’ll save the shopping for Saturday), tomorrow my plans include getting an estimate on having our trees trimmed (at a time when I would normally be asleep, because it’s Saturday, but whatever) and Sunday, I want to not have to spend the whole day raking (alas, I fear this will not come true)!
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- How can I justify eating a lemon bar for lunch? Probably can’t.
- Not much going on at the moment.
- What was not exciting about today was the hour-long meeting in which nothing was accomplished.
- And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to shopping (Simplicity patterns on sale at JoAnn this weekend), tomorrow my plans include attempting canning (preserving some hot peppers) for the first time and Sunday, I want to have a good time with friends at a new apple orchard!
*I couldn’t come up with answers to the original numbers 3, 4 and 6, so my fill-ins are much shorter this week.
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It’s time for our annual apple orchard visit. As you may remember, we had to find a new orchard this year, as Sponsel’s closed last year. We’d gone there for 8 years in a row (a few posts: 2010, 2009, 2008, 2006, 2005). LIZ took the responsibility of finding a new orchard, and hopefully by Sunday evening, I’ll be up to my elbows in apples. I bookmark recipes all year long in anticipation of this (though I surprisingly could only find one previous apple linkfest post – I could swear there should be more, but I can’t find them).
Anyway, here we go in no particular order (and with pictures when possible)…. I’ll have you know there are over 4,000 recipes that come up when you search Tastespotting for “apples” (though admittedly a few are pineapple recipes), but I’ve tried to only include recipes here that I would make and that sound interesting/unique (which is code for “please no more apple crisp recipes,” though I apparently can’t help myself).
Apple Cranberry Crisp – Use Real Butter [no pic]. OK, in all honesty, I probably won’t make this, but I’m sure someone else will be glad I shared the recipe.
Cinnamon Overload Apple Crisp - Elle's New England Kitchen.
Classic Apple Crisp - King Arthur Flour.
Caramel Apple Crisp - Eating Well... Living Thin.
Old-Fashioned Apple Crisp - Barefoot Contessa (Foot Network).
Perfect Apple Crisp - The Girl Who Ate Everything.
5 Apple Recipes - Foodie Crush. There are actually 5 recipes at this link, but I picked the two I liked, Baked Apple Cuplettes and Apple Almond Snail Pastries. Personal-sized baked apple items are best, since I am the only one in my house who will be eating them.
Apple Streudel - Beyond Kimchee.
Cheese Apple Streudel - Peppercorns in my Pocket. Maybe if I halved the cream cheese? It looks to be too much to me, but what do I know?
Apple Hand Pies - Food Loves Writing. This is really what I need to do. Especially if I froze them before baking.
Apple and Bleu Cheese Turnovers - Snail's View (scroll partway down). Made with puff pastry, these would be super quick. And delicious, of course.
Pork, Apple, and Cider Pie - Spicy Ice Cream. I believe I'd have to convert this to a personal-sized pot pie, but that's OK. It'd probably make up a few, and then we could freeze those (I'd have to make up some chicken or beef pot pies too, for Prince Charming, but I think that could be arranged - I'm sure I have a recipe or 3 bookmarked).
Bacon-Apple-Jalapeno Pop 'Ems - Erin Cooks. I am really not sure about this idea, but since Jalapeno Poppers are already on my list of foods to make, it couldn't hurt to throw some diced apple into a few and see how they turn out.
Apple Bacon Cheddar Grilled Cheese - Karma Cucina. OK, I totally couldn't decide between this one and the next one. They both sound yummy.
Smoked Gouda, Apple, and Bacon Melt - The Cilantropist. If you needed help deciding between the two, this recipe calls for the genius idea of toasting the bread in the leftover bacon grease. You know, I have apples and bacon and cheese at home, and have to fend for myself for dinner... perhaps I should acquire some bread at the farmer's market today.
Of course, going to the orchard and coming home with apples means I need to do something with the squash I have already laying about my house, and the zucchini and peppers that I’ve been meaning to preserve too. Looks like I’ve got plans tonight!