little india.

Adam and I fell in love over Indian food.

When we first began dating he knew I loved the exotic flavors of saag paneer, butter chicken, tikka masala, naan, and cilantro chutney…  So he found countless groupons and dated me at the local “Flavors of India” restaurant.


He has since adopted a love for Indian cuisine, and is wild for my curry chicken recipe.  I have to admit, I don’t know how to cook Indian food, but one day while I was preggo with Kinsley I had this incredible, unsatiable craving for curried chicken.  I grabbed what I had in the pantry, threw it together, and it worked.  And worked well… So I thought I’d share!



You will need:

2-3 Tbsp. olive oil

1 onion, diced

2-3 lbs. chicken breast, cubed

2 cans full fat coconut milk

3-5 Tbsp. curry

1 can drained pineapple

1 diced red bell pepper

1/2 cup frozen peas

Salt and pepper to taste

*Heat the olive oil over medium high heat.  Add onion and cubed chicken.  Cook thoroughly.  Add coconut milk, curry, pineapple, red pepper, peas, salt and pepper.  Feel free to add as much or as little curry as you like!  Reduce heat to  low and simmer for 45 minutes to an hour.

In the meantime prepare two cups of basmati rice as directed on the bag (this is the easiest and fastest of the rice family, it takes 15 minutes).

To serve, ladle the curried chicken over the rice…



I served this recipe at 9:00 PM on a weeknight a few weeks ago… Needless to say, Elijah was already asleep, and Kinsley was well past her 8:00 bedtime…

You will have lots of leftovers.  The next day for lunch I took the remainder of the dish (rice included) and made a chicken soup by adding 1 cup of diced carrots, 1 cup of diced celery, and 3 cups of chicken broth and boiled it! Yummo!



book review // my dad loves me


Marianne Richmond’s My Dad Loves Me: Richmond conveys paternal love, comfort, and care through beautifully illustrated pages and simple phrases.  My Mom Loves Me is equally compelling as it identifies and highlights key maternal characteristics essential in a nurturing mother/child relationship.  


Kinsley loves learning her animals as she flips through the colorful pages.  Here you can see her feeding her gorillas!  She grabs these books from the shelves at least three times a day… lets just say these two books are cherished items in the Frederick home!

Kinsley and Elijah give these books three thumbs up!  



I am not a lipstick girl… 

In fact, when I picked this color on a cold, dreary afternoon in mid-March I made sure to save the receipt.  “I’m not pretty enough to pull off this color,” I told myself… “not trendy enough… not… well.,..”

You fill in the blank.


“I am a mom…”


Then it occurred to me that I love this color, and if I really loved myself I wouldn’t care what others thought anyway!  Bright pink lips make me happy, and… well… that’s what I’m shooting for.  Happiness on a dreary cold day!

“I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls.” – Audrey Hepburn



Boring, mundane days are a necessary part of life… for if we were never bored, excitement would never thrill the heart.

I have to admit that I have let boredom creep in and stay for far too long, becoming to me an unwelcome companion.  Days have melted together and accumulated as some distant vague memory.  So today I am taking my jaded life by the horns.  It’s is time to begin something anew… some journey of the mind, heart, and soul!


I miss baking… really… I do!


I miss learning… complex mathematical arguments… I really do!  My dulled mind aches for exercise.

I miss making friends and being a friend.  Writing notes, bearing burdens.  I miss them.  All of them.

I miss traveling, reading, learning a foreign language, playing my cello.

I miss pushing my body to its limits.  Sweat, blood, tears.  I miss it all, all of it.  For these things that once defined me have been lost.

Time to reclaim the years that the locusts have eaten, and get “unbored,.”


Godspeed Jackie!

baby shower // jade

My sister Ashley is expecting her third little girl next month… Jade is her name!  I see her already, hair dark, voice sweet, and skin soft.  If she is anything like her sisters she will be all of these…. uniquely in her own way.


My mom hired Women of Whimsey, a local catering and event planning company here in North Florida to completely facilitate the event.  Needless to say… we were blown away!


Soft hues of purples, silvery grey, billowy whites were the theme.  Chalk painted boards, babies breath… oh the babies breath!  Antique crystal, personalized paper goods… Ashley (and Jade) were in heaven!


If I could wish one thing for Jade it would be this…

“May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face;
the rains fall soft upon your fields,
may God hold you in the palm of His hand.”


We can’t wait to meet you sweet girl!



Aunt Jacks

sunny and 70.

My children are “sunny and 70…”


By that, I mean they are pretty darn happy… all the time.  Unfailingly smiley… adorably bubbly… contagiously giggly…


They teach me daily to look at the glass half full.  Take life head on.  Explore!  Learn!  Smile!


Oh how I love them so… ❤

beer and kilts.

In ode to my heritage, Adam surprised me and the babes with tickets to the local Saint Augustine Celtic Festival.  To be clear, I am only a quarter Irish… but I take that quarter very seriously.  My Celtic blood is to be both celebrated, and at times tamed…


The weather was perfect… just like my husband:) Sunny and temperate!


Our walk to the festival was long… although I didn’t mind it one bit! Old Florida homes, mossy trees, and fragrant air is always welcome!


When we finally made it I gently warned Adam (and the babes) that Celtic festivals tend to attract the unusual types… Druidian fairies, medieval wannabees, Storm Troopers wearing kilts, gypsies, wizards, bikers, highlanders, and me!


Kinsley and Elijah seemed to enjoy every moment!  They loved looking at all the costumes!Image



We’re definitely visiting the festival next year.. and yes, I will be applying sunscreen to my children’s faces… even in March!

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!