Time Management vs The Biological Imperatives

Hello, everybody!

 The Fresh Pioneer is back and I have a quick dish that will save your heinie. All right, maybe not save your heinie exactly but it will nourish your heinie when you've got bigger problems than cooking.

 

 Sometimes we have stuff to do.

Sometimes that stuff take a really big chuck of our time.

Sometimes that time crunch means that our basic needs are pushed to the very bottom of the list. Which basic needs? Well...

 

"Biological imperatives are the needs of living organisms as required to perpetuate their existence. It is possible to define the following hierarchy of logical imperatives for a living organism: survival, territorialism, competition, reproduction, quality of life-seeking, and group forming. Living organisms that do not attempt to follow or do not succeed in satisfying these imperatives are described as maladaptive; those that do are adaptive." -Wikipedia


 HM, I don't wanna be a MALADAPTIVE!! I want to... eat. Survive. Thrive.

So, while I was working on editing this...

 

You can peek at it here!

 

And preparing for this one to go on a free day....

    OH MY GOSH! As I write this it's #2 on the Free Kindle List!!!! If you're not sure what that mean in numbers, it's approximately 27,000 downloads in 12 hours. That's a lot of readers.

 And there are six kids and a husband and errands and cleaning and bathing... OK, so those last two just get dropped off the to-do list right away, but there is still a family to feed. And we can't cheat and use McDonald's. Although I have done the 'Binner' deal where we eat waffles because everyone is happy and I get them off to bed so I can write some more.

So, conical cauliflower. No, that's not it's real name. It's just a weird cone shape and we call it that. Sounds... alliterative. CHOP CHOP. Remember, we're under a time crunch.

Red cabbage.

I have a thing against cabbage since that whole stint in Poland, but we've reached a sort of uneasy truce. Cabbage agrees not to be boiled and stink up the house and I agree to eat it.

Baby asparagus, fresh carrots.

Combine.

Admire nature's beauty.

Lay all the veggies on a pan and drizzle with olive oil. Sprinkle with parmesan cheese. Salt and pepper to taste.

375F for 15 minutes. Not too long. Edna is watching the timer. She doesn't enjoy limp veggies unless we're talking about carrot cake.

OK, I know it doesn't look really fancy, but this is brain food. And body food. And it will be a lot better for you than Mickey D's. When it has been consumed (with crusty French bread and some of that red pepper/green olive tapenade on the plate at the top), you'll be ready to jump back into the fray!!

Once more into the fray.

Into the last good fight I'll ever know. 

Live and die on this day. 

Live and die on this day.

 

 

 Don't freak out. I'm not planning on working myself to death. The poem is mostly about choosing battles. About when to jump and when to wait. So, I'm jumping!

My next project is another historical. Wish me luck. Historicals hurt my brain. But people like to read them so I think I'll write another. You can chalk it up to one of those biological imperatives. Maybe the territorial part, which we'll just call 'paying the mortgage'!

 Until next time, my dears!

 

 

Julie Hilton Steele saves time the WWII way

ATTENTION, Speedbo Soldiers, the war isn’t over yet!

We are half way through the month, fighting for writing time, trying to fulfill our calling, and getting our goals met. 

But the enemy is upon us. 

The fun is wearing off.

The family isn’t quite as respectful of our time as they were two weeks ago.  Our children want an energizing snack before swim practice or youth group.  A husband needs to be fed before his evening meeting. A phone call comes requesting help for a sick friend whose family needs sustenance.   We are in that awful “sagging middle!”   We are ready to surrender.  But now is not the time to give up.

My goal this month is to finish a WWII manuscript I have been working on for too long. That might be why I am deep in battle analogies. My story is inspired by my pediatrician, a woman who believed in good health and nutrition and lived through far more harrowing ordeals than Speedbo prior to coming to America from Europe.

Many people on the home front during WWII held down jobs raised their families and grew vegetables in their victory gardens.  They seem to put us to shame. But they also had help. I have been neck deep in WWII cookbooks, etiquette manuals, and government posters.  I found tips for helping the war effort, making meals stretch, and not wasting time or resources.   I found this wartime list in Grandma’s Wartime Kitchen: WWII and the Way We Cooked by Joanne Lamb Hayes and thought about how it might apply to us Speedbo soldiers today.

Rules for Wartime Eating (from Women in National Service, WWII):

1)      Keep a list of the seven basic food groups in your kitchen and your purse. Follow it when you plan and when you buy.   Speedbo-ers: Keep track of what you still have on hand as you go through the rest of the month.  You won’t spend more time writing a grocery list than you are writing a scene.

2)      Don’t plan on servingmeat, fish, poultry, eggs and cheese all on the same day. Speedbo-ers: Don’t overdo or spend too much time cooking full blown meals with meat as the entree. Salads and sandwiches count as a meal.

3)      Start the day off right with breakfast that counts as a real meal.  Speedbo-ers: Are you skimping on breakfast to get to the keyboard? Set out breakfast for the family the night before. Set up the coffee pot. But most importantly, EAT before you start your day.

4)      Make a hearty soup, or cereal with fruit or milk, your main dish at lunch or supper twice a week. Speedbo-ers: Meals do not have to be big to be nutritious. Soup can be put on the stove while you write. Kids love breakfast for supper.

5)      Don’t waste. Try foods new to you. Eat fresh foods first. Conserve canned supplies.  Use bread crumbs in stuffing; bones in soup, remnants or meat and vegetables in stews.  Cook potatoes in skins.   Speedbo-ers: Don’t waste what you have. Save every bit of leftovers and have a “tapas night” with dabs of each dish on small plates, filled in by fruit and microwaved baked potato skins. The candlelight and exotic restaurant experience will overcome “aw, leftovers!”

 

I asked my dad if chocolate was scarce during WWII. He told me he worked at a general store. The owner kept candy under the counter and only brought it out for special customers.  Chocolate bars were in K rations for soldiers because they provided quick energy. What if we had our writing chocolate rationed? Here is a recipe that helps you cope. This version of the microwave cake is great for low carb, gluten-free and allergy plagued folks like me.  It has no flour, little sugar, and just one egg. Pretend it is WWII and you are dealing with rations.

One Minute Flourless Chocolate Cupcake:

1 egg

2 Tablespoons cocoa

1 Tablespoon sweetener (you can add more but it is best to wean yourself off a lot of the sweet stuff)

¼ teaspoon baking soda

Dash vanilla

Mix first ingredients and then add baking soda, stirring well.

Pour into greased ramekin or another 4 inch diameter Pyrex bowl. (I often skip the greasing and it works fine)
Microwave one minute or until baked.
Test with toothpick.
Turn over onto plate, top with fruit or powdered sugar or eat plain and remember the ration days.


 Thanks so much for guesting on Yankee Belle Cafe, Julie! I didn't know chocolate was a ration food for soldiers! -- Virginia