This week’s meal planning post is short(ish), I promise. It’s been a helluva week and I’m itching to switch off for a bit.
I’m taking a blogging mentorship course, and it’s quite the thing. I’ve learned a lot so far and I’m so grateful to be part of it, but my feelings have vacillated wildly since it began a couple of weeks ago. I’ve gone from excited to defeated to energized to overwhelmed to determined to totally unsure, and back again. I think that’s just part of the process but it’s throwing me for a bit of a loop.
As it turns out, there’s a crapton of stuff I need to do in order for this blog to be successful, and I’m hardly doing any of it, especially social media wise. So I started scheduling all these Facebook posts and Tweets, and now I’m pretty sure Twitter thinks I’m a spam account and I’m confused. I even pinned a few things on Pinterest (although, really, Pinterest? Why don’t people just bookmark things anymore? says the elderly curmudgeon in me). My pins are pretty much all food because I’m not really into a lot of the other froofy Pinterest stuff and when I try to look for stuff that’s more my jam, I get distracted by food and then I run out of time.
The latest homework involves making videos. I’m told this is critical if I want to stay relevant and build my brand. But I don’t want to make videos – I just want to write words. I’m not sure I want to be a brand, either… do I? Should I? HELP.
Microhistorians of the future, the world of 2016 is all about personal branding. You don’t even have to be a business to be a brand. It’s Warhol gone apeshit. See, Andy Warhol was this artist back in the 20th century and he – oh, never mind, here’s the Wikipedia article. Does Wikipedia still exist in the future, or have we killed it with our apathy and lack of donations?
The upshot is that between the course and all the rest of life, I’ve barely had time to write, so I’m a bit concerned that all the bells and whistles are coming at the cost of the actual bike. At any rate, we’ll see where it goes. The course, not the bike. There’s no actual bike because it’s a metaphor and … okay, let’s just talk about food.
Here’s what we’re having this week:
Sunday: We had the pumpkin lasagna that I was going to make yesterday but then Justin got sick so I didn’t. It was ah-mazing, but it might have been a wee bit too soon for him after two days of chicken noodle soup and ginger ale – I don’t think his stomach is thanking him (but mine is, so yay).
Monday: Pizza with caciocavallo and caramelized onions and something else (maybe kale or something?). With this crust from smitten kitchen, because even though it’s an enormous pain in the patootie to work with, it’s the best one I know.
Tuesday: In honour of Groundhog Day, we’re repeating a meal we had a couple of weeks ago. We only ate half of the Mexican quinoa casserole from this post, so I’m going to defrost the other half, throw on a few fresh toppings, and hope Wiarton Willie‘s latest incarnation grants us an early spring.
Wednesday: Southern pinto beans and ham hocks from I Heart Recipes. I don’t have a slow cooker but I’m sure I can MacGyver the recipe to work in the oven. I found this recipe via Pinterest, so exhibitionist bookmarks might actually be good for something.
Thursday: Baked gnocchi with sausage, kale, and pesto from Two Peas & Their Pod. I am all about the dumpling-y pasta lately.
Friday: Justin’s friends will be visiting from Saskatchewan so we’re going to meet up with them for dinner.
Saturday: One-dish baked chicken and rice from well fed, flat broke. In addition to dumpling-y pasta, I’m also all about cheap and simple lately. For food, not people. But maybe for people too.
Now let’s inhale, exhale, and switch off. Just for a bit.