More Bang for Your Buck

So, since Baby Gray’s arrival, I have been grocery shopping a little smarter than I used to, which is absolutely necessary when your not-quite-nine-month-old eats more than you do for dinner. I wanted to share a couple of things I have discovered in my new grocery adventures. I am sure I’m not the first person to notice these trends, nor will I be the last.

Do your best to stay out of the “baby food” aisle. Most of the products that are marketed for babies are highly over-priced and packaged in really small, single-serve portions. A Gerber two-pack of applesauce is $1.10 or so and doesn’t actually serve my kiddo two servings. Head over to the canned, dried fruit aisle. You’ll have to read some labels, but you’ll save BIG. A 46 ounce jar of unsweetened applesauce (apples, water, absorbic acid–keeps it from turning colors) is about $1.75 and lasts us a week and a half or two weeks! Need individually packaged servings? Six servings (a little larger portion than the Gerber) is still only about $1.50.

While you’re in the fruit aisle, check the diced fruits. You will really need to read the labels here; please don’t use the fruit cocktail or anything packaged in “syrup”. A little reading will quickly tell you what has added sugar and what doesn’t. I use mandarin oranges and diced pears (both packed in 100% juice or water) to pack in Baby Gray’s lunch box when we’re not eating at home. They aren’t as good as fresh, but they’re much cheaper than baby food, and if you check the ingredients, they have less added a lot of times as well.

Another place where the “baby” look and packaging will get you big time is with yogurt. A four-pack of YoBaby yogurt is about $2.50, and if you read the ingredients, it contains added sugar (it’s organic sugar, which is a buzz word to make people feel like it’s OK, but it’s sugar nonetheless). Gerber’s yogurt isn’t even in the refrigerator section if that tells you anything. I buy a 32 ounce container of plain yogurt (it needs to be full-fat, made from whole milk) for about $2.00 and add various fruits, vegetables, cereals, etc. to it for different meals. Baby Gray loves it–he hasn’t missed a beat.

These are the main areas I have found that saving money is really easy when shopping for Baby Gray.

*Disclaimer: all of these thoughts and opinions are my own. I wasn’t paid for any of the above statements. I am not a doctor; please check with your child’s pediatrician for any dietary questions you may have.*

Five Alive

Friday marked our fifth wedding anniversary. Mr. Gray and I headed to New Orleans for the weekend while Annie came to watch Baby Gray. I’ll have a trip post with photos and such as soon as my new MacBook Pro arrives, hopefully no later than Wednesday. 

A quick recap of the last five years: 
Year One: We were settled in College Station; both of us were in school. I worked full time in a little town outside College Station teaching third grade. I hope I never have to teach third grade again. 
Year Two: Still in College Station; both still in school. I was moved to kindergarten and loving it! Mr. Gray was working hard to finish school. He moved back to our hometown to work while I finished up the school year. 
Year Three: We got settled in our first house. We were able to buy a new-construction home, so we didn’t have to do much but furnish it and move in!
Year Four: We found out we were expecting and starting reorganizing to make room for Baby Gray! Both of us were working full time, serving at church, and crazy busy in-between! 
Year Five: We got to meet Baby Gray! Mr. Gray headed back to school, and we are making our way as a family of three.

I wish I had photos to add–it all runs together without illustrations. I’m looking forward to many more years and memories!

Happy Blog-iversary!

Today marks a year I’ve been blogging. I started off slowly, but I try to get in about five posts a week. I love that I can share Baby Gray’s growth with those we love who are too far to really see him. I love sharing a glimpse of our daily lives and stories with those who read them. 
When I started the blog, I didn’t know if I would keep up with it or continue past that moment of boredom. I’m glad I did. I have learned to view our experiences as a story to tell, and I have a great, concrete set of memories to share with Baby Gray.
As I wrote previously, my Mac is not usable at the moment; I planned a little photo montage of points of interest from the past year. Those photos are on my Mac (and, Mer, on my new external hard drive as well) and also on the previous pages of the blog. Here’s a summary: 
  • I was married, pregnant, and in the midst of designing a nursery when the blog started. 
  • Baby Gray arrived. 
  • The blog turned into Baby Gray central. 
  • I’m sort of regaining my footing and blogging about all realms of life again. 
Thanks for reading! Thanks for passing funny stories to your friends! Thanks for trying my recipes!

A Hare’s Pace

Over a month ago, I was getting dressed while Baby Gray scooted around on our bedroom floor. He couldn’t go very far very fast, but he could turn himself in a circle or roll around to grab a loose toy. 

As I turned around to check on him, this is what I saw. He stood for a few seconds, plopped back down on his hiney, and hadn’t done it again since–
until this morning. I saw him getting ready to pull up in the mirror as I straightened my hair. Nonchalantly, I walked over and started the camera. He knows when you’re recording him and stops whatever he is doing sometimes. Any other time we were playing on the floor today, I tried to get him to stand back up, but nothing–

until bedtime. We put him down as usual and left the room. Normally, he falls right asleep. Tonight he was talking and carrying on, so we checked the monitor to see what he was doing, and this is what we saw. As soon as I stopped recording, we went into his room to lower the mattress. When we got in there, he was “jumping,” or as close to jumping as an eight-month old can be while holding on to the side of his bed. Crazy! 

Mr. Gray got the mattress moved down while I rocked Baby Gray. We tucked him back in and left the room. When I checked the monitor, he was back up again. This time, he was at the other end of the bed. He tried to reach down to grab his lovey and fell into the corner of his bed. He bonked his head pretty good when he hit. I rushed in to check on him, but he was more scared than hurt. Once he calmed down, I laid him back down and left again. He went right to sleep. 

I cannot believe my little boy is growing up so quickly. The time has truly flown by. He’ll be walking before we know it!



Our Cup Runneth Over

It only took four years, but we did it. We filled our MacBook to the brim with photos, documents, and more. Ah, memories. We got it for our first anniversary; I’m replacing it the week of our fifth. It’s totally full. As much as I hate our Toshiba Netbook, I’m sort of glad we have it. I ordered a new MacBook Pro this evening online I would be quite sad if I had to wait it out with no computer at all, although it might be good for me.

It’s funny to think about all the things I use the computer and internet for, especially when I consider my iPhone in that train of thought. Basically any information I need is available to me instantly via some sort of web device. I can share photos and videos of Baby Gray instantly; friends who have never met him can watch him grow up. The web makes keeping in touch with people so simple, yet not always personal. I asked T-Paw one time how he ordered things (he is always ordering something) without the internet. He calls it in, of course! It makes perfect sense, but I’m so accustomed to doing things online that I just don’t think about it.

Our MacBook has been a wonderful computer. I will never intentionally go back to anything but Mac (the netbook? Mr. Gray needs it for classes that aren’t Mac-compatible). I can’t wait to get our new one up and running early next week! Hooray for new toys!

Smokin’

Saturday morning, completely forgetting the fact that we had tons of fresh vegetables from Pops & Nonna, Baby Gray and I walked down to the farmer’s market on the square. As we walked, I noticed two ladies standing on the corner of the block ahead of us. They were both smoking. I didn’t want to walk Baby Gray through the smoke, so I tried to think of the best way to avoid them without being offensive. 

Before I could act on anything, though, one of the ladies saw me. She immediately put out her cigarette and told the other lady that a baby was coming down the street. She got the cigarette put out and waved the smoke away from herself and the sidewalk area we would walk through. The other lady did not put her cigarette out, but she walked a quarter of the block or so away from us. 

When I reached the lady, I thanked her for her courtesy. She was very sweet, speaking kind words to Baby Gray in Spanish as we talked. She quickly, quickly touched his toes, which I accounted to the whole ”ojo” thing (I don’t remember all the details, but I think that was what was going on). I loved how she would speak to him in Spanish and then tell me what she said. It was such a great experience, the entire thing. 
We went to the farmer’s market, and they were about ready to pack it up for the day. I got a few eggplants and some HUGE zucchini. Then I got home and saw all the other fresh veggies we had. We built this week’s menu around our produce. I’ll write soon about what I did with all the veggies!

It’s Trivial, Really

I frequent drive-thrus for a soda in the afternoon. Yes, soda. Sometimes coke, unless I mean Coca Cola, which is “Real Coke” in our house. My coke of choice is Dr Pepper. I have cut way back–way back. I only drink one a day, if that. I prefer it in a styrofoam cup with crushed (read: Sonic- or Dairy Queen-style) ice. It’s best from a fountain; it has more fizz that way. I have lots of expectations about my soda, you see. 

In all of this, one thing remains a mystery to me. Why is it that when the drive-thru attendant hands me my drink, it seems odd to her (him) that I ask for a napkin when soda is dripping down the side, spewing out the straw hole, or otherwise making a mess? Usually, he (she) looks offended at such a request, “You would like a napkin for this ultra-messy drink?” the look seems to say.
Furthermore, why is it that most places don’t make it a standard practice to wipe down the cup before handing it to the customer? Some places do, and I appreciate it more than they know! The simple fact is that this drive-thru mess happens almost across the board. I just don’t get it. It’s not big, bad, important or part of the world’s demise, but joy is in the small things. I won’t let the drive-thru attendants steal my joy!

Sow Long

If you’ve been following along, you might remember we planted our garden earlier this year. I had high hopes: I could almost taste the spinach! 
 Too bad for me! We started off really well. Mr. Gray or I watered every evening. Everything started to grow a little. The tomatoes started to bloom; the spinach started getting leafy; the tomatoes turned brown; the spinach stopped in its tracks. What happened? 

Basically, we think the drainage has been bad the past two years. The first year, we put large rocks in the container before filling it with manure from the feedyard and soil. Last year and this year, we didn’t add the rocks. A big shout out to Mrs. Perry for helping us figure that out! We didn’t know the rocks were beneficial the first year; we were just trying to keep from needing so much dirt, collectively.

I’ll be hunting rocks all year to get ready for next year’s garden–it’s going to be good!

Extended Planning

A while back, I wrote about meal planning. I’ve had a couple of people ask me to provide a little more information and help formulate some more ideas. Actually, since I wrote, I have changed a few things, so I’m glad you asked. 

The biggest change is that Baby Gray is eating solid foods now. So, in essence, if I plan really well, I can not only save myself time when feeding Mr. Gray and myself, but also Baby Gray. My intentions are to plan all of his meals (I only do dinner for the two of us–it’s the only common meal we eat on a regular basis). I know this sounds like I’ve fallen off the spontaneous wagon all together, but that’s not it. I try to provide Baby Gray with fresh food, rather than frozen, when I can. If I plan, I can feed him the vegetables we’re eating, instead of heating up a previously frozen portion. Don’t let me fool you; I haven’t started this yet, which means there is a chance I won’t. Ideally, I feel like this would work best for all of us (and my grocery budget).

My other change is that I have added Sunday back into our meal plan. We used to have Heart Group on Sunday evening, so I didn’t plan for Sunday; we would just sort of wing it. Now that we’re home consistently, I have added it to my plan. The tricky part here is that I am planning an entire week away when I plan for Sunday (we usually decide on our menu Sunday afternoon). 

Enough of all the jibber jabber. Oh, except for one more little aside: I don’t buy beef at the grocery store. Pops and Nonna process a calf a couple of times a year (maybe less); that’s where we get our beef. This means a few things for us: usually, our packaged ground meat is more than a pound and steak is readily available. 

Really, enough of the fluff! 
Mostly, meal planning is thinking of what you use in common in several dishes. Usually, we pick a no-compromise meal (one we really want to eat that week) and then build from it. For instance, if Mr. Gray wants enchilada casserole, I’ll start with those ingredients and work my way out to other recipes. Most of the time, there is no reason for me to bake an entire 9×13 inch casserole dish of anything, enchilada casserole or otherwise. We don’t eat that much–even if you include left overs. So, I will brown the entire package of ground meat but I won’t season it as I cook. I can then split the ground meat into two meals: enchilada casserole and spaghetti, hamburgers (obviously I wouldn’t brown the meat for this), quiche, tacos, taco soup, etc. Or, I could make the full enchilada casserole recipe, split the casserole into two smaller baking dishes and freeze one, which would defeat the purpose of the whole preceding paragraph.  
I also try to build from my produce when I can. Our HEB does not always have the freshest produce, but I have a little guy on the side of the road I like to buy from. Usually he has more in a bundle than I can use for one recipe. I try to make a couple of sides that work certain veggies into them. I also buy frozen vegetables to use as sides; they are quick and easy, plus, everything I’ve read lately supports using frozen when you’re “fresh” might not be picked as recently as would be ideal. We might have roasted vegetables one night, squash casserole the next, and sauteed squash the final night. With Baby Gray in the equation, I can always puree or chop and freeze anything I don’t use for us. 

Items that are non-perishable or have a really long shelf life don’t need to be stretched throughout the week; no one wants to eat the same food all week long! Spice it up a little! When ordering your meals, you’ll need to think about the shelf life of the ingredients (read: my no-compromise meal is not always first).

Here’s another sample of a meal plan I might use. Remember, my week ends on Sunday because I shop on Monday. I build in a day for left overs if I think we will have them (it’s usually not Thursday simply because I’m leery of eating food from Monday the following Sunday). There is nothing worse than cooking a bunch of food and throwing it away.

Monday: steak, broccoli, baked potato 
  • We’ll thaw a package with at least three steaks. We can grill one ribeye for both of us; Mr. Gray will cube the rest for Wednesday’s no compromise meal. Broccoli and potatoes will need to be on my grocery list. Baby Gray can eat broccoli and baked potato with us.
Tuesday: Heart Group
  • We usually pick something up on our way to or from Heart Group. I pack Baby Gray a to-go meal, which is usually a finger food or two, two veggies (pre-packaged or frozen), and a fruit.
Wednesday: beef tips, brown rice, squash 
  • This is my no-compromise meal. Rice is a staple I keep in my pantry (this means two things: first, it gets replaced when I run out, which is not true with most things in my kitchen; second, I do not need to buy it when I plan for it). Meat is thawed and cubed from Monday. Squash (fresh or frozen depending on availability) will need to be bought. Baby Gray can eat rice and squash with us.
Thursday: left overs
  • I might make some more broccoli or squash to go with our meat or twice bake a potato, but, basically, I use this night to make sure we’re eating what we have, rather than making something else to add to a growing pile of left overs in the fridge. If there were no left overs when I built a left over day in, I would make spaghetti or something that I had all the ingredients for at the time (pasta, diced tomatoes, and meat are all staple items for us; I can pull together spaghetti–or something like it–on a whim). Baby Gray can eat any variety of the veggies, grains, or starches we have left over.
Friday: out
Saturday: out
Sunday: quiche 
  • I make quiche (Mr. Gray loves it!) with eggs, crescent rolls (biscuits), some type of meat (usually pan sausage), grated cheese (any kind I have on hand), and various vegetables as I have them. This is a great clean-out-your-pantry recipe (read: perfect for Sunday before I shop when I’m piecing things together). I’ll pull out certain ingredients for Baby Gray as I cook and fill in with applesauce, cheese, etc. as I need to. 
I am pretty Type-A, but I honestly never thought I would be planning our daily meals like this. Really, though, now that I do, I can’t imagine not. It saves me time and money at the grocery store, and it takes the hem-hawwing out of each evening–more time with my family and more money in my pocket!

Pumpin’ Iron

Sunday, I decided it was time to use our cast iron Dutch oven for more than just campfire peach cobbler. I asked Mr. Gray to pull a roast out of the freezer, and I started devising a plan.

Monday afternoon, Mr. Gray beat me home from swimming, so he preheated the oven to 350 degrees with the Dutch oven inside. In the meantime, he cut the roast into large chunks.

I added a few seasonings (just a random compilation of things) while Mr. Gray chopped what was left of an onion. Then I added Kikkoman soy sauce, Lea & Perrins Worcestershire Sauce, and about eight ounces of Lone Star. I was not paid for that last sentence, but I only buy those brands of each of those ingredients to cook with; I have tried others, but the end result is not the same.

Lone Star Beer is a key here. I have cooked several beef dishes with other types of beer; I do not recommend it. I don’t drink beer, so I have no clue what the difference here could be. I do cook with beer, so I know a difference of some sort is noticeable. 
 After I added the beer, I closed ‘er up. This fancy Dutch oven we have has a special little slit for venting or something. I don’t know anything about that; I don’t know if I left the vent open or closed while I cooked the roast. I don’t suppose it’s important. I reduced the heat to 300 degrees when I put the meat into the oven. After about an hour, I reduced it again to 250 degrees.

After a couple of hours in the oven, the meat could easily be pulled apart with a fork. It was a little bit of a cross between beef tips and roast. I was serving it with rice, so I was hoping for a beef tips-style finished product. Did I mention I cooked this totally blind? I haven’t used that Dutch oven for anything by campfire peach cobbler–ever. I didn’t know what cut of meat I was using until we were done eating. I just cooked. 
I will definitely be exploring some more ideas with the ol’ Dutch oven. I’m thinking I can use some of my crock pot recipes (ask me about the crock pot Mr. Gray brought home a week or so ago if you want a good laugh) in the Dutch oven to get some extra iron in our diet! Maybe I was made to be a chuck wagon cook. Can’t you see me now headed out west? I think I missed my true calling.