Usually I use a fancy camera for my Sugarlaws shots, but this photo was taken with my iPhone.
Do you want to know why?
It’s because last weekend, Chad and I were taken down by the most epic stomach bug I’ve ever encountered.
I mean: knocked us out, flat on our backs, for 24 hours. I literally couldn’t sit up.
I’ll avoid the gruesome details (you‘re welcome), since this is a food post and all, but I’ll tell you without a moment’s hesitation… this stomach bug was pure misery in its most visceral form.
At around eight p.m., Bear fell asleep and Chad and I went into our bedroom and just lay there in bed, too exhausted to do anything else.
And suddenly Chad says to me, “this was kind of a fun day.”
Obviously, I looked at him, like, um, did you have some different day than the one I had? Because mine involved puking into a container next to the bed for about five hours straight. (Sorry, I told you that I’d avoid the details, but there they are. Hey, internet. Here’s a story about me vomiting. And a recipe. Because that’s not gross or anything.)
So, anyways. “Fun” isn’t exactly how I’d describe our day. But Chad persevered, and explained that the stomach bug itself was terrible, but that we’d spent the day working together, taking care of our son and taking care of each other. When one of us was capable of walking, we’d get the other Gatorade from the fridge. Chad took Bear in the morning, and I put him to bed. Between the two of us, we had a day that was physically horrific, but we’d gotten through it, together. And that night, at a whopping 8 p.m. on the dot, we celebrated getting through it, together.
And then we turned out the lights and went to sleep.
And the next morning, I realized the funniest thing. Without having any idea that we were about to get sick, I’d stocked up on all the ingredients for chicken noodle soup. I’d specifically bought fresh celery and carrots and chicken and egg noodles and all the stuff we’d need to make this recipe with exactly zero effort.
So? I made it.
And then, having expended the full amount of energy I had available that day, I couldn’t bring myself to drag out my SLR camera just to snap a shot. I took one with my iPhone, called it a day, and went back to bed.
Chicken Noodle Soup
2 tablespoons butter
1 large onion, chopped
1 cup chopped celery
6 cups chicken broth
2 cups vegetable broth
1 pound chicken breast
2 cups egg noodles
2 cup sliced carrots
1/2 tsp dried basil
1/2 tsp dried oregano
1/2 tsp black pepper
Sea salt to taste
In a large pot, saute onions in butter until soft and translucent. Add broth, celery, chicken breast, carrots, and spices, and simmer for about 45 minutes, stirring every once in a while. Fifteen minutes before the soup is finished, add egg noodles and cook to al dente. Serve warm.
Tags: food · soups
For the first few years of my career, I worked at a huge law firm in New York, and it was a pretty incredible experience. I’d never had a full time job before (I went straight from college to law school), and for the first few weeks, I was so nervous and excited that I pretty much held my breath all day long. I was constantly working at a breakneck pace — it was ordinary for me to eat dinner at my desk almost every night, and pretty common for me to collapse into a car home at 2 or 3 a.m., only to get a few hours of sleep and head back to the office.
If that sounds awful… well, it sort of was, and it also sort of wasn’t. I was twenty five and didn’t have much in my life besides work, and Chad’s a lawyer too, so we were pretty much on the same insane schedule. I was excited about the work I was doing (many of those late nights were spent on an incredibly rewarding case, which I wrote about in January) and I really liked the people I worked with. The hours were tough, but those early pedal-to-the-metal years were also kind of fun. Everyone was as intense about their careers as I was, and we all committed to the work that had to get done.
And I also learned a lot.
A lot of what I learned is specific to being a lawyer: how to write a brief and pick a jury, how to prepare a client to be deposed and how to be courteous and professional even when the other side is being completely outrageous. They’re lessons I remember to this day.
But I also learned something else: how to appear confident and professional, even when I was twenty-five and completely terrified that I had no idea what I was doing.
As much as I learned from the work itself, I learned more from the people I worked with. And although I worked with a lot of wonderful male lawyers, truthfully, I paid more attention to the professionalism of the senior-level women I worked with. Law has traditionally been a very male-dominated field, but that’s changed dramatically in the past decade or so (like many industries, of course, it still has a long way to go). One of the tremendous upsides to this shift is that my law firm had a number of female lawyers who were five, ten, and twenty years ahead of me on their own career tracks, and often, they made a special effort to look out for female junior associates.
So I’m going to share one of the tips I got with you guys, one that isn’t specific to law at all. When I was a first year associate, I was sitting in the office of a junior partner, and she was talking about what it’s like to argue in a courtroom filled with men, when sometimes (if not often), you’re the only woman there.
And she filled us in on a little secret. “When I want a boost of confidence,” she told us. “I wear a red suit. I don’t know why, but there’s something about wearing red that always makes me feel strong.”
Wearing red is a small thing, but the small things really matter. When that partner told me about putting on her red suit, she wasn’t saying, “sometimes it’s intimidating to be the only woman in the room.” She was saying: Here’s what I do when I want to feel as good as I can. Here’s a small thing that, for me, makes a difference.
And, you know what? It’s good advice. When I’m getting ready for anything from a big meeting to an oral argument, I make an extra effort to dress in a way that boosts my confidence. So in honor of that piece of advice I got years ago, I’m sharing this Workweek Chic outfit today.
My own confidence-boosting red dress.
And, hey, if you’re on the fence about red in your industry, I have an easy workaround. There’s a reason Louboutins have a red sole!
Tags: style · work
A few weeks ago, I had some girlfriends over to our house, and of course, I had to give a full tour to one of them who hadn’t been over before. The tour ended in my closet (obviously!) and one of them zeroed in on a dress that was hanging there.
“What’s that for?” She asked me, obviously anticipating some super-glam event coming up on my calendar.
But… nope! Aside from a quick vacation coming up in a few weeks, Chad and I have exactly nothing big planned for the next few months. Chances are, we’ll be spending a lot of Saturday nights ordering takeout and watching the baby monitor.
On the other hand, I’m almost tempted to plan something extra-special just to wear this dress. I have some daytime events on the horizon but can’t quite bring myself to break out a ballgown in the middle of the day. But I keep finding myself scoping out possibilities for a really over-the-top night out, just an excuse to break this dress out of the closet!
I love to buy new dresses for special occasions, but I hate the pressure that comes with needing something right now, which inevitably means that I’ll spend a whole day shopping and not find anything I like. So now I make an effort to find dresses I love before I need them, so that I have something on hand in a pinch!
What about you guys? Any swanky black tie galas or chic wedding parties coming up this summer?
Gifted eDressMe dress, Carolee necklace, BHLDN Luna bracelet.