Best Reese's Pieces Cookies. Ever.

I experimented with my regular chocolate chip cookie recipe yesterday and made the best ever Reese's Pieces cookies!  I have my own recipe for the best ever chocolate chip cookies and basically just substituted Reese's Pieces for the chocolate chips so feel free to try both ways!

Ingredients:
1 cup all-purpose flour
1 cup whole wheat flour
1/4 cup ground flax seed
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon salt
1 cup butter, softened
1/2 cup granulated sugar
1/2 cup packed brown sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla extract (sometimes I do up to 2 teaspoons, depends on how you like it!)
2 large eggs
1 1/2 cups Reese's Pieces or chocolate chips (I vary this as well, usually 1/2-3/4 a bag)

COMBINE  white and whole wheat flour,  flax seed, baking soda and salt in small bowl. Beat butter, granulated sugar, brown sugar and vanilla extract in a large bowl until creamy. Add eggs and beat.  Gradually mix in flour mixture. Stir in Reese's Pieces or chocolate chips. Drop by rounded tablespoon (or any size spoon you like) onto ungreased baking sheets. 

BAKE for 9 to 11 minutes or until golden brown. I like them chewy so I usually do closer to 9 minutes.

Enjoy!  Not a usual blog post for Legs, but things so tasty must be shared.  

Good things come to those who wait...

The plane, the truck, and the diplomatic visas all came.  The snow was cleared, the sun was shining, and thinking-ahead-Legs brought plenty of cookies for an inter-country drive.  Pancho's brother hit a skunk on the way to get us the morning we moved but aside from the lingering smell, everything went as planned!

So here we are about a month and a half later still trying to get our heads on straight.  No matter what anyone ever tells you, moving to another country is hard work, even if it's just Canada!  There are very few posts in the Foreign Service that don't provide housing and this is one of them so our first monster task was to find a place to live.  The Vancouver rental market moves fast (as in people fighting to turn in rental applications with deposit checks in hand at the first showing of a unit) and we lost a few places due to the additional processes required by the Consulate but then we found a perfect condo, in a perfect location, with a perfect landlord who was willing to wait.

We moved two weeks ago in and slept on a blow-up mattress before the IKEA beds we ordered arrived and hopefully at the end of this week our shipment from India will bring us our couch, plates, bed sheets, pans, and everything else we need to make life work.  We have settled into our routines and are starting to love life in the city more each day.

This experience has been incredible both professionally and personally.  The professional culture of this post is completely different from what I've experienced thus far and the work I am doing here is the reason we joined the Foreign Service.  I feel passionate again about my career and supported by amazing leadership--levels of support equal to what I felt from leadership at FEMA and which I knew I'd be lucky to find again.  The bigger question is whether or not it is realistic to find subsequent assignments with a similar professional culture.  We found out that I will bid mid-level for our third tour which means that we will not have another directed assignment.  A group of Career Development Officers direct entry-level generalists to their first two posts and after that, officers apply for positions where they are interested in serving.  There is still a bid list that is released when it is our group's turn to bid but we get to put in applications and lobby for jobs we want in places we'd like to go.  This new process will help us end up in a place that is best for our family at this point in our lives and allow me to plan my career in order to progress in the organization.  We still have another year here before our bid list is released so for now it's time to just live in the moment and enjoy Vancouver.

Pancho, Thumper, and Flipper are all doing great.  Thumper recently spent his nap time wadding up toilet paper and stuffing it up his nose until it started to bleed a little and he escaped his room to get more tissue.  Pancho found him and had to use tweezers to get all the tissue out of his nose. Start of a new nose stuffing phase?  I sincerely hope not.

Flipper is close to rolling over and has developed quite the personality.  He prefers to be carried everywhere and makes it very clear when he is the slightest bit uncomfortable.  He has also started to giggle which makes us all smile.

Pancho is officially our Relocation Support Specialist and is the most amazing husband and father I could ever have imagined.  He even showed up outside my work with fresh flowers on Valentines Day and took me ice skating while Hippie Grandma was in town.

We just got back from our first hike and our first suspension bridge.  We went to the lesser-known but free Lee Canyon suspension bridge and hiked around some beautiful waterfalls.  The weather has been pretty rainy but spring is definitely here and the flowers are starting to bud!  Until next time...

Twin Falls at Lee Canyon

West End near Stanley Park

There's water everywhere in Vancouver!

Even the rocks are happy

The Waiting Game..or 'Just In Time' Traveling?

Thumper and I (Legs) went to the library tonight and the first book he picked was so incredibly appropriate, I just had to blog and write my own version.

Oh The Places You'll Go
Dr. Seuss

"You can get so confused
that you'll start in to race
down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace
and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space,
headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.
The Waiting Place...

...for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
or waiting around for a Yes or a No
or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting.

Waiting for the fish to bite
or waiting for wind to fly a kite
or waiting around for Friday night
or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake
or a pot to boil, or a Better Break
or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants
or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting."

We have done more waiting in the last three months than I can remember doing in the last few years! After hours and hours of time spent getting things "in order," we still find ourselves waiting for things out of our control. On the eve of our supposed departure. So, I add this, Dr. Seuss:

Waiting for diplomatic visas to be done
Or a UPS plane to come
Or a delivery truck to load
Or the icy cold snow to be cleared from the road
Or housing to go through
Or to finally stop moving to a place that is new.
We are just waiting.

The few boxes we have are packed but we don't have our passports--they are en route from DC with our diplomatic visas. UPS overnight to arrive tomorrow, customer pick-up so we can get them quicker. Our housing can't be reserved until we have our visas in hand. Brother in-law is ready to help us move but only has the weekend. Post will change the reservation to Monday if the visas aren't here by noon tomorrow, but then we will have to leave all our things behind until someone can help. Maybe I can still fit the one pair of heels I found at Fred Meyer just today (from a selection of eight size nine women's shoes) in our car next to the two suits I bought the day we drove two hours to a mall only to have the trip cut short by the need to complete more *urgent* paperwork. Thanks to a Kinkos' printer and the copy shop's scanner.

So, if the winter storms across the nation don't affect the arrival of our visas, if post can change our housing to take us Friday or Saturday, and if there are no problems between, then we are moving tomorrow morning. But we are tired of waiting and wandering and I can't put my clothes in my suitcase yet for the sole reason that I like how it feels to have them hung in a closet and not knowing if we are leaving tomorrow, or next week, or never, makes me only a little crazy.

This is my rant. I hope to write from Vancouver tomorrow. And will eat more cookies and stare at my closet of clothes hanging nicely in hangers if our passports don't come.

Three months and a baby later

I thought our last blog post gave some meaning to the blog name, Drifting World Citizens, but it turns out the last three months have the cross-country road trip beat!

First I should finish where I left off in October. We left New Mexico the morning of the hot air balloon festival in Albuquerque and got to see hundreds of balloons scatter as the sun came up. We drove on to Arizona and headed south through an amazing mountain pass where we stopped just in time for Thumper to throw up all over Pancho! The drive ended at my good friend's home surrounded by cactus and wild horses. It was so fun to see such a welcoming face. After Coolidge, AZ we headed up to Kingman for a night of rest before our big Grand Canyon adventure!

Hot Air Balloon Festival
Albuquerque, NM

Beautiful pass through AZ

Real Cactus!!
Southern AZ

The Federal government, and thereby the national park at the Grand Canyon, was still shut down so we found our way to the Hualapai Indian Reservation and braved unseasonably cold weather to walk along the southern rim of the Grand Canyon. It was on my bucket list for a reason and we were not disappointed.

No caption necessary.  Amazing.

From the a Grand Canyon we traveled south again before heading north up to the Pacific Northwest for the last leg of our journey. We stopped to see good friends at Camp Pendleton and family outside of Oakland. I won Thumper a purple Halloween bear from a claw machine in a Denny's somewhere between California and Oregon, now his favorite long past the holiday, and we stayed with more family in Oregon. By this time Thumper and Pancho had had enough road trip...while pregnant Legs could have kept going for days! Thumper asked over and over when he could get out of the car and we told him once we get to Washington he could get out. The second we announced we had crossed the Columbia River, he yelled from the back seat, I can get out now!!! I want to get out!!

San Clemente, CA

Washington State at last!

We stopped to surprise my mother in Eastern Washington and then drove to our *final* destination. I can't begin to describe the relief we felt coming home. The last year has been a hard one for us and driving across open land with no timeline to arrive in the arms of friends and family has been healing in more ways than one.

Columbia River

Home.

Now, on to what we have been doing since October! We settled in for about a week and then took a bunch of small trips to visit more friends and family. Legs found a daytime water aerobics class full of old ladies who were beyond excited for baby. Thumper played in parks and was spoiled by many a grandparent. Pancho did a 21 mile day hike in trail shoes and too much snow at the Enchantment Lakes and hiked locally at least twice per week. We enjoyed the time we had just as a family of three until December 17th when Flipper made us an even happier family of four!

Flipper, you might ask? Yes. Big Foot sounds too mean although it is more accurate. Flipper was born with giant feet that extend into the text on his commemorative footprint certificate. He moves them just as much as Thumper did but has a hard time fitting into his age appropriate outfits because his feet are so long.

In the past few weeks we have stayed somewhere new every four days and after three months of 'drifting,' we cannot wait to settle into our temporary housing in Vancouver. Yes, temporary. It saves us from having to line up housing prior to our arrival and heck, three months in one place sounds like heaven even if we do have to move again at the end of it.

So, we live up to our blog name and have come full circle from where we left off two years ago. I just celebrated my oh-shit-I-turn-30-next-year birthday but I've got high hopes for 29. Our experiences this past year have made our little family stronger than ever and through some trial and error, we know what our boundaries are as they relate to work and life. What a ride!