How to…cut a mango.

I love how to posts.  I always want to do them but I never do.  Mostly because I forget my camera or realize half way that I want to.  So…here is my first “how to…” post!  Courtesy of Jonathan, here is how to cut a mango.

Step One:  Purchase mango.  Get cutting board and a very sharp knife.

Step Two: The mango is kind of shaped funny.  Now, the pit is very big but also very skinny.  Cut along the pit on the side of the mango.  In the picture, you can see that it’s kind of like a circle that got “smooshed” making it a little oval shape.  Cut along the “smooshed” sides.  You’ll be left with two “cheeks” of the mango.

Step Three:  With the knife, cut along the inside of the cheeks.  Be careful not to cut through the skin…and your hand.

Step Four:  Cut the other way the other way to make it look like this.  Again, don’t cut through the skin.

Step Five:  Now (to quote Johnathan) “turn that bad boy inside out!”  Just pop the skin in towards you.

…it looks way to cool.  And cute 🙂

…and you’re ready to eat it!  Just eat the little squares right out of the skin or scrape them off of the skin into a bowl.




It’s dark outside…sort of.

I love summer.  It’s 1030 pm and still, light is visible on the bottom half of the sky.  I’m up, boiling down some chicken stock from left over Hutterite chickens that I made for dinner.  (There is nothing more that I love doing than making my own stock.  Crazy? Maybe)  I’m drinking the elusive perfect cup of tea.  Water, sugar, milk, temperature and tea all dance perfectly together.  The house is dimly lit, the dogs are asleep.  Branden is snoring up stairs, Andrew is laughing with one of his friends on X-box.  The stock is at a rolling boil now…and I feel at peace.

I’ve had some turmoil the past few weeks.  Emailing, calling, interviews, waiting.  I’m powerless and in order to feel some measure of power, I’m tempted to beat myself up.  At least, then I’m doing something.  I can stop now and savor this moment.  The summer nights where tank tops are worn when the night is cooling down.  There isn’t a cloud in the sky and there hasn’t been all day.  Sure, I’m a little sun burnt but I got to hang out with some family today and cook some kick ass supper.  It’s Saturday night and I want to live in this moment.

This moment where I feel peace.  Where I am powerless to control my future and I stop there.  I don’t go down the road of beating myself up.  I simply linger.  I linger and breathe.  I listen.  And Breathe.

Blog Fail.

Well hello.

I’m sorry little blog.  In the midst of a new job, getting fired from that job and everything in between, I got caught up in the swirl.  I got lost in the drama and didn’t take the time I needed to take.  I’m feeling sick with a flu/cold combo and while I was reading other blogs, I decided that it’s time.  Blogging once again for little me.

I’m going to follow my bliss.  That means buckling down to pay off debt.  Spending time with friends on a regular basis.  Reading blogs about home maker things and being okay with the gifts that God gave me.  Getting excited about house wife things.  I’m going to really try hoop dancing.  I’m going to run at least 10k once a week.  I’m going to be my husband’s helper.  I’m going to bake and cook.  I’m going to have friends over.

Yesterday, I realized a few things.  I love my friends.  I love their kids.  I love everything about serving.  I love that God is God and I am not.  I love writing and dancing.  I will pray and spend time soaking in the love of God, my Father.  I need alone time much more than I think I do.  I will enjoy my husband and love the process of growing up.  I want to write all of this down and connect with people who I haven’t spoken to in a long time.  I want my heart to be soft and I want to be a gentle mother.

Here’s to my journey.