This is how my garden grows

Since I don’t have the bar exam to distract me this year, I actually planted a little herb and flower garden! Enjoy!

Fuschia Plant
Herbs, Hydrangeas, and Sage
First Flowers in my Hydrangea bush.


Cleaning-Out-the-Pantry Cookies

Have you ever looked in your pantry (a term I use loosely to mean the cabinet I shove all my food into) or fridge and I thought, “I really need to use _____”?

A couple of weeks ago, I opened my fridge to find a large  half-empty container of plain yogurt. I don’t like plain yogurt; I got the large to container to make a delicious lemon cake, which was so delicious that I didn’t even get to take any blog pics of it. Anyway, so half of the plain yogurt was still there and I thought, “I should really find something to bake with that since I’ll never eat it otherwise.” So, I then i opened the “pantry” and saw raisins, chocolate chips, and oatmeal and I thought, “I should make a cookie with yogurt, raisins, chocolate chips, and oatmeal!” So I googled all those ingredients and added cookie at the end and found a surprising amount of recipes for raisin, chocolate chip, oatmeal yogurt cookies. I picked one from Happy Tummy and went to work.

The recipe has no eggs or butter and came together very fast (about 10 mins). After about 20 mins in the oven they were done. And they were amazing! The yogurt made them so chewy and moist that it was hard to convince people (mainly my co-workers) that there were relatively healthy cookies.

I’m going to post the recipe below, but if you click the Happy Tummy link, you can check out all the recipes on that blog. The only things I changed about the recipe are (1) I used regular yogurt instead of greek and (2) I used butter instead of oil (I couldn’t find anything other than olive oil in my house). I almost missed this, so I’m going to point it out to you, once the cookies are on the cookie sheet (I lined mine with parchment paper), flatten them. The dough is sticky, so they won’t spread out into cookie shape by themselves. Also my notes on the recipe are in italics.

Recipe: Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Raisin Yogurt Cookies

Adapted from Bob’s Red Mill Baking Book 

Makes approximately 2 dozen cookies

  • 3/4 cups whole wheat flour
  • 1/4 cup unbleached white flour (all-pupose)
  • 1 teaspoons baking powder
  • 1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
  • 3/4 cups brown sugar, packed
  • 2/3 cups rolled oats
  • 1/2 cup raisins
  • 1/4 cups semi-sweet chocolate chips
  • 1 cup plain Greek yogurt (regular)
  • 1/8 cup canola oil (butter)
Preheat oven to 350°F. Lightly oil 2 baking sheets or line them with parchment paper.
In a large bowl, sift the flours together with the baking powder and cinnamon (I don’t own a sifter, so I just put them in a bowl and whisked them). Whisk in the sugar and oats, then stir in the raisins and chocolate chips. Beat the yogurt with the oil, then add to flour mixture to make a dough.
Roll into small balls and place on the prepared baking sheets. Flatten and bake for 17 to 20 minutes, or until firm and brown. Transfer to a wire rack to cool.

Community Supported Agriculture

R and I (and our significant others) are sharing a share in the Elmwood Stock Farms CSA this year. S and I had a share last year and loved it,so this year we decided to join forces and get a bigger one. I have to say that this may be the best idea we’ve ever had. We have so much of everything, I have only a little other grocery shopping to do. 

The best part of this is that it gives S and I reason to cook together… and we’ve made some super delicious food. More about that later, for now just enjoy/envy the veggie pictures!

It was bound to happen

There have been signs, but I have chosen to ignore them. But now I have to face the truth. I’m getting old.
At first it was little things—servers stopped asking for my id when I ordered drinks, I felt uncomfortable wearing short shorts, I started knitting, staying up late started meaning midnight instead of 4 a.m. I was able to dismiss all of these pretty easily—my confidence in ordering surely conveyed that I was over 21, short shorts plus twenty pounds gained in law school do not mix, knitting is relaxing, and I had early classes so of course midnight is late.
This weekend, though, something happened that I can neither dismiss nor explain. Literally. I have no explanation. I woke up on Saturday morning with a sore right knee. This isn’t the first time this has happened. 
When I was a kid, I would often develop bruises that I didn’t remember making—but that’s what being extremely clumsy and unobservant of your surroundings causes. In college, the unexplained injuries got a little worse; booze + natural clumsiness = broken toe (true story!).
The thing is, though, in both of those eras of my life the unexplained are actually explainable. Apparently in this era of my life, the explained is just plain unexplained. I don’t like it. Not one bit. And here’s why: this has made me realize is that I’m entering that era of my life where waking up with a weird bruise or strange ache or broken toe doesn’t mean I had a LOT of fun the night before. Instead, it just means I’m old.

Coming off Caffeine

I’ve gotten a few questions about how my weaning is going. All I can say is “eh.” It’s not going that badly or that well.

This weekend I managed only one cup of coffee in the morning as my source of caffeine. My favorite thing to do on weekends is drink coffee and read all morning, so the caffeine cutback is particualary hard on the weekend. And, no, decaf is not a viable option.

Anyway, the withdrawal headaches have not been terrible, but I have been fairly grumpy. Especially yesterday. Somehow lack of caffeine and being stuck in a car for 3 hours with two dogs and S didn’t make for the most fun ride. I feel like I should have seen that coming. Today, I only had one cup of coffee at work. I’m tired right now, but that could also be from the cross-state trip this weekend. My productivity seems to be improving—not spending the morning drinking coffee leaves me with lots of time to do things.

So for now, all is going pretty well. No one has lost a limb due to my grumpiness yet. So that’s something.

Free Yoga!

Well, kinda. Hubby (who has asked to be referred to as S for reasons unknown to me) and I are staying with my mother-in-law this weekend. She lives on the other side of the state so we have to drive FOREVER to visit, but it’s worth it. Her house has several luxuries that we don’t have… backyard for the dogs, Jacuzzi tub, and cable. It’s a tie between Jacuzzi and cable for which I like best. Have I mentioned we don’t have cable? And that I LOVE taking baths?

Where was I going with this?

…Oh yeah! Free yoga. Because we don’t have cable, we don’t have on demand TV. But while I’ve been here, I discovered that if you do have on demand you have “The Free Spot” and on “The Free Spot” you have “Exercise TV” and on “Exercise TV” there’s an entire channel of on demand yoga videos! It’s pretty awesome. It looks like most of them are produced by YogaWorks, which is a chain of yoga studios. I did the beginners AM/PM yoga—it was well done. It covered all the basic poses, flowed pretty well, and was a true beginners class.

So, while this isn’t really a free yoga video since you have to pay for cable, it’s worth trying if you already have cable.


Thanks for making the switch from the old blog to this one! I know you’re probably wondering why I decided to start a new one… I wish I had a better answer, but really I just wanted a new name. As I said, on the old blog this blog is basically the same. All the old posts are here and the new ones will be in the same theme. This is all about me trying to find life after law school, people!

So, what’s up with the blog title? What does this even mean?

“She fell in dead level!” I can’t even count the number of times people said that about me. For those of you who don’t know what “Falling in Dead Level” means, I’ll explain. Basically this is something that my Granny said when someone (usually me) fell or tripped when there was nothing to trip over, in other words, when the ground was dead level. 

When I was thinking about what I wanted to rename the blog, I wanted something that would capture what the blog has become. This started as sort of a yoga journal and has, quite unexpectedly, become a chronicle of my attempts to find balance. When I say balance, I mean literal balance as well as figurative balance. If you know me, you know that I’m not at all graceful. If you know me, you also know that I’m a perfectionist and I tend to obsessively focus on things in my life. So when I say, this blog has become about my attempt to find balance, what I mean is that it’s part yoga journal and part experiment in beating my tendency to obsessively focus. I guess you could say, this is me trying to focus less on the law and more on my life. My hope is that at some point I’ll actually find that place of dead level balance in my life. 
Stay tuned… this is sure to be full of hilarious failures!