Silhouettes

Had A new silhouette cut today. 1, 5 and almost 12.

Ursula at one, almost five and almost 12. I am pretty sure she was the biggest kid having a silhouette made this weekend, but I am so glad I had it done. She looks like a lady – not a kid.

The artist we use, Lena Bengston, is *amazing*. She actually did mine when I was around U’s age. We’ve always gone in person, but she can work from photos.

My nearly middle-schooler

I can’t believe I have not posted about middle school at all. (Actually, I totally can. I am SO SLACK).

After a great 6 years doing IB for middle school, Ursula decided to switch tracks to a performing arts school for middle (and presumably, high) school. Back in November, she choreographed her own 1 minute piece – using music from The Hours – for her audition. There was also a technique exam. We found out she passed the audition shortly before Christmas.

Then there was a lottery – all magnet schools in our county involve a lottery, even though this is the only school with auditions. Generally speaking, the lottery is pretty much a given (based on the number of applicants vs. number of seats – especially if you do the first lottery). We got the officially official results about a month ago.

Today we went to register for classes.She filled out her own form and did all the talking with the guidance counselor. Class selection is basically a formality. They double block math and English, so that’s 4 of her 8 blocks. Her major (dance), science and social studies take up 3 more. And she needs 1 semester of PE/Health in that last block. But! For one semester she had a choice – and she’ll be doing either a computer class (first choice) or another dance class (which is open to non-dance majors; second choice).

I can’t believe this is really, really happening.

Guess who's all registered for middle school classes?

Zucchini Fries

Zucchini fries

You guys, zucchini fries are delicious! Ursula asked me to make them (for real, not kidding), and I thought they would be a huge pain because breading and frying and bleh but they were not. Only sort of a pain.

I will eat a small amount of breaded foot when I’m out (not every day or week – but sometimes). I don’t feel great after, but don’t feel horrible. But it was REALLY nice to be able to make a GF version, using my fave panko substitute, Rice Chex. There were a little bland – I am upping the seasoning next time, but the Awesome Sauce more than made up for it.

Zucchini Fries

(adapted from Clinton Kelly, The Chew)

  • 2 lb zucchini (you may want to make less – this made a TON of fries)
  • 1-1.5 cups flour (I used rice, you can use any flour you want)
  • salt
  • pepper
  • 3-5 eggs (I’d start with 3, you can always crack more. We did use 5)
  • 2-3 cups Rice Chex pulsed in food processor. You could also use panko.
  • 2 t. chipotle

How to:

  • Preheat oven to 425*. Set up baking sheets with wire racks above them (we used 2).
  • Chop zucchini into thick fries. Our zucchini were 6-7″ – I cut in half that cut each half into 3 slides.
  • In a shallow dish, mix flour with S & P. Use a LOT – because this is your main seasoning.
  • In another shallow dish, beat your eggs
  • In a third shallow dish, mix your Rice Chex or panko with chipotle (or paprika or whatever you like)
  • Set up your assembly line, from left to right (or you can work backwards, I guess). If you have them, square bowls are ideal:
    • prepped zucchini
    • flour mixture
    • eggs
    • rice chex/panko mixture
    • wire racks/baking sheets
  • Go through your steps to bread each slice. If you have never done breading – it can be messy. I *try* to do a wet hand/dry hand system (thanks, Alton Brown). I prefer using my dominant hand (left) for dry. So, I roll the zucchini in flour with my left hand and use my left hand to drop each fry into the egg. I use my right hand to coat the fry with egg and pick it up to drop in the panko. Then I go back to my left hand to toss the panko over the fry and move the completed fry to the drying rack. Alternately – you can have two people working (at first, U and I did our own fries, but the assembly line worked better. Thanks, Henry Ford!)
  • Bake for 25 minutes. I rotated the trays after 15 min.

We ate these with the *amazing* Awesome Sauce from The Clothes Make the Girl. I do not even like condiments and will not touch mayo or ketchup alone. But together? Sweet baby Jesus – this stuff is SO good! I made a double batch and it was perfect with these fries. (The burger ball recipe on that page is also delicious.)

Summer Intensive Pics

I posted a few weeks ago about Summer Intensives. U is doing 5 weeks in Charlotte, but she is also registered for one week in Pennsylvania. It’s a program she may do next summer (CPYB) and it will be a good way for her to see it and get an idea about what it will be like to be dancing away from home.

Since it is not her home school, she needed photos (they are iPhone snaps, not amazeballs). Which I wanted to post because I am proud like that.

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Headshot (duh)

 

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Croisé fourth in relevé

 

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Attitude derrière efface

 

So, yay! (And note how I captioned them as if I knew what I was talking about.)

 

Food Poisoning, Redux

Actual words actually said by someone who JUST unpacked their lunchbox from Friday*: “I think this Awesome Sauce is probably bad”. Yes, I’m going to guess that a mayo based sauce that has been in a lunchbox for 60 hours is a no-go. Clearly, the A+ on her food poisoning project was warranted.

*I am not a filthy person – I have been trying to get her to do her responsibilities without reminders.

Dances with Coyotes.

Saturday morning, Dan and I were lazily chatting in bed while I read (btw, Before I Go to Sleep was excellent, though I have heard the movie sucks). This is actually pretty rare – usually I get up hang in another room and he sleeps and prefers to be left alone. He mentioned that on Friday morning, there was a dog that looked like a wolf in our driveway. I know most of the dogs around here and haven’t seen anything husky-ish, plus he left early, plus it was super cold, but whatever. Next thing I know I look over and he is Googling and says “oh wait – that wasn’t a dog, it was a coyote”. Now, I will totally own that my coyote knowledge is nil, but I would like to think I wouldn’t think “oh, cool looking dog” if I saw one. Especially in my driveway. (Trixie is confident she could outrun/take on/generally irritate a coyote.)

The rest of the weekend felt lazy, but was actually pretty busy. Running U to dance, many trips to Target to look for wolf socks, lots of sites to work on, breakfast with my mom, church nursery and helping with my littlest niece. Oh and of course, doing invoicing in my Batsuit.

Typical Sunday: invoicing in my bat suit.

When you’re lounging around being Batman, everything feels pretty great.

Winning at Parenting.

Today is a snow day. Between holidays and weekends and weather, school has been open 5 of the last 14 days, and she was sick for one of them. Tomorrow is looking iffy (we are fine, other parts of the county are not). And then it’s the weekend!

However, today my (clearly superior) child has decided to do a project. On her own. And the best part – it is inspired by Drunk History. I *have* made her promise that she not tell her classmates that she learned this on Drunk History, but now I am posting on the internet about it.

Apparently, Ursula is extremely passionate about Claudette Colvin and thinks she deserves more credit. (For those not in the know, she was a predecessor to Rosa Parks – Rosa Parks was more or less a staged arrest based on something Claudette did first). So, after a reading assignment about Rosa Parks, we now have this counterpoint:

Snow day "fun". Because who doesn't do a project for the heck of it?

BTW – I never mentioned her big 5th grade project that she presented 2 weeks ago (i.e. back when school happened with regularity). It was a comic book featuring “Happy Diarrhea” and “Happy Puke” and I believe she got a 104 on it. These are the matching bookmarks she handed out. I just can’t even….

Exhibition swag