A Wildwood Story

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Letter 40 {6 quick things on turning 36}

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Dear Candace,

Now that I’m 36, I’m living in the fullness of myself and have come to terms with a few things.

One, I still forget to switch the laundry to the dryer.

Two, giving myself a manicure is an arduous task requiring a ridiculous amount of Q-tips and toxic polish remover, and I still end up with nails that look like they were done by a 6 year old.

Three, pie is my always and forever weakness and a crust made with lard makes my knees buckle. I could eat pie every day of my life and never, not once, feel guilty. Pie is life….

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Nashville! Our weekend trip

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Barista Parlor: On my list to visit, next time!

Tom and I spent a recent weekend in Nashville, ostensibly for a couple’s getaway but really to see my adorable twin nieces. {scroll down to see what they did with us at TopGolf!}

Nashville has long been on my list to visit and explore, especially now that my brother Ian and his wife Haley have made it their home during the past year. We’ve made quick stops coming and going during road-trips, but never really sufficiently scratched my Nashville itch.

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Letter 39 {Farm Life & Casseroles}

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Friday, May 11th

Dear Candace,

Another weekend at the farm! Only this time, instead of passing through, we’re here to help host the biggest event of the year: the Boys’ Jamboree.

An adventure-packed campout for young boys ages 9-13. The boys will be divided into teams with godly young men as leaders, and go through a series of activities designed to challenge them physically and spiritually. It is our desire that this would be a time of fun, excitement, and bonding, that will push the boys to Christ. Activities include:

Giant Rope Swing
Shooting Guns
Hiking
Airsoft
Caving
Throwing Ninja Stars
Field Games
Obstacle Course
Campout

Tom is helping with the rope swing, Caleb is an assistant team leader, Drew is a camper, Hosanna is an assistant to the directors, and I am an assistant to Hosanna. Which makes me an assistant to the assistant.

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Here are a couple things I’ve done:

Ferried people up and down the driveway before the event started. Fetched a watch. Fetched a bunch of Kleenex because pollen season, and everyone suddenly has allergies. Brought Hosanna a La Croix. Brought Hosanna sunscreen. Sat and held my 3 month old nephew for two hours. I don’t take my responsibilities lightly, you know.

This past week has been a whirlwind! Every night we’ve had a commitment-mainly having to do with Caleb’s volleyball league. The season is almost over, and while its been fun to watch him play with a great group of guys, I’m ready to have my evenings back. We’ve also not properly celebrated Hosanna’s 17th birthday as a family, so it will be nice to have a relaxing evening to do that.

I just finished: I’ll Be Gone In the Dark, by Michelle McNamara. I waited weeks and weeks for this to become available at the library-there were so many holds-and after the news of the Golden State Killer’s arrest I finally got the notice it was on my holdshelf. Somehow, I managed to read it this past week while waiting at the doctor’s office, for the kids to be done with lessons, during waits in the van or before games…always having a book with me helps to get bits of reading time in. Anyway, reading it knowing the elusive criminal has now been captured made it a) less scary and b) satisfying to know that after 40 years of investigations and research, criminal justice has now been set in motion. I kept googling information as I read the book!

Sunday, May 12

Happy Mother’s Day! Life at the farm is often a revolving door of activity; adding to that is my parents’ move from our farmhouse and helping them unload a U-Haul and begin making the transition to their new home. Everyone is sore and tired from all the jamboree activities plus loading and unloading boxes and furniture. To make breakfast easy on this hallowed occasion, I made two overnight dishes and they turned out delicious:

Blueberry Lemon Overnight French Toast Bake (gluten & dairy free)

Fully-Loaded Cheesy Breakfast Casserole

How have I forgotten how wonderful overnight breakfasts casseroles are? They are life!! The family can make me breakfast in bed another day this week. 😀

purple irises next to trees and a pond

My mother-in-law’s beautiful flowers at the farm spring-fed pond!

Love and sunshine,

Rachel

Letter 38 {Short(s) Thoughts}

Letter 40 {6 Quick Things On Turning 36}

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Letter 38 {Short(s) Thoughts}

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Dear Candace,

I’m writing to you from the lumpy comfort of one of the farm beds. I’m here but not here for the weekend. Staying tonight and then running down to Silver Dollar City tomorrow for the day with Hosanna, my mom, and a mix of sisters! This weekend is all about celebrating Hosanna’s 17th birthday, enjoying Keturah’s quick visit-we never get her; school and work keep her so busy in Indy-and soaking in all the sunshine we can.

For real. I’ll be wearing shorts at the park tomorrow and hopefully no small children will be frightened. Shorts are hard for me, you know. I haven’t quite hit on the perfect style and length. They tend to be either too long or too, well, short. I’d like a lovely distressed pair for the summer, but I haven’t found it yet.

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Letter 37 {Baby Walks}

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Dear Candace,

I have just said goodbye to one of the most adorable babies I have ever met. Six month old Bennett, who I’ve not seen since he was a few weeks old, visited us from Denver like traveling royalty. Ever affable, generously indulging us fawning peasants with smiles and charm, he pretty much had our obeisance from the moment he arrived. There’s just something about having a baby in a house of big kids that changes the tone of everything, coloring our days with sweetness and a lot more drool and laughing.

Here is what I know about babies:

-nothing, because it’s been over a decade since I’ve had one and I either question all my methods of raising them or don’t remember how I did it because, #sleepdeprived…

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Sisterhood of the Traveling…BB Cream?

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I have five younger sisters (yes, FIVE), of which I am proudly the oldest and tallest. {Someone has to be higher up in order to be looking out for everyone all the time.} If our faces didn’t look so similar, I might be inclined to believe the story that I was adopted (specifically, found on the side of the road), since they are all miniatures wearing ridiculously small shoes while I’ve been clomping around in size 10’s and towering over everyone like a giraffe since age 12.

Remember that movie about a magical pair of jeans which fit four different friends perfectly? We have our very own version of that, a sort of connecting thread.

Due to our height, and general body shape differences we have three camps: Very Petite Sister, All the Other Sisters, and Me.  No one can wear my shoes or clothes. I can wear their stuff only if it is giant-sized. However, there are two things which us Oldest 5 love and use frequently. And these two things we can share and share alike.

Sisters at the beach

Oldest 5 took Dad on a surprise trip to the beach. l-r: Naomi, Esther, Mara, Me, Keturah*

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Letter 36 {Oven Rice}

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Dear Candace,

I have rice cooking in the oven right now, because it seems like the easiest way for me to make a large amount of it without any tragedy. Those days of almost or always burning it on the stove-top are long gone for me, thanks to this method and my instant pot. I used to have a rice maker but it wasn’t the greatest and would stick something awful. Baking it in the oven also means you don’t need any fancy appliances! {I generally do 4 cups rice with 8 cups water or broth in a large glass rectangular dish.}

The other day when I was at Target, I noticed a professionally dressed woman, about my age, strolling with her daughter. I immediately felt drawn to her not in a creepy way, but in a I-have-found-my-kind way. She wasn’t wearing hose with her pencil skirt and heels, and her white legs matched her white arms and white face which also matched mine. She was rocking the not-tan look, meanwhile I have been contemplating the merits of gradual tan lotion. I don’t see many others like me in the wild (case in point-at yoga that same day everybody looked fresh from the beach while I looked fresh from the depths of a cave).

I felt in the mood for something entirely different in my reading life, so when Madeleine from Top Shelf Text mentioned The Lace Reader as an excellent, riveting novel with a big plot twist, I immediately requested it from the library. The unreliable narrator (I love a good unreliable narrator!) has returned to her childhood home in Salem, Massachusetts after the disappearance of her aunt. This New York Times bestseller serves up realism with a thread of natural magic, the untimely death of a twin sister, forgotten memories, and tea-making. I’m a few chapters in and it’s obviously the kind of book I’ll be tempted to forego sleep to finish…

I need to majorly empty and revamp my closet. I thought I did pretty well at keeping it contained this winter, but when I was going through my hanging clothes recently I realized there were several things I hadn’t worn in over a year, and many more that just didn’t fit properly or needed to be replaced. So I plan on doing two things at once over the next few weeks-work on rounding out my winter wardrobe with clearance items even as I pack (most) of it away in storage, and figure out what I need to purchase for spring and summer. Since you have so much time on your hands, idling away the days with five children, surely you would like to do this for me? I trust your taste implicitly.

Love,

Rachel

Letter 35 {Netflix & Patio Tacos}

Letter 37 {Baby Walks}

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Glass Houses {Louise Penny}

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 This is the latest in a series of novels-over a dozen- featuring Chief Inspector Gamache of the Quebec police force. It is set in a quaint, out-of-the-way Canadian village called Three Pines, which would be perfect in every way except for the archaic internet and lack of cell-phone reception. I would very much like to step into the village bistro (connected to a bookshop; how charming is that?) and have a cup of tea myself. There are mouth-watering, gastrointestinal delights mentioned in the book:

The subtle scents of the casserole he’d made for them-garlic, onions, herbs, slight musky mushrooms and beef-mixed with the fragrance of the maple logs on the fire.

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