I’m Growling at that Cat in the Mirror

The title….think Michael Jackson….anyway, I love song titles.  And I’m not growling at the cat in the mirror, but Lucy is.  I forgot how extremely territorial felines can be when it comes to “their”people.  We were reminded of this last week when one og the neighborhood cats came a courtin’ at our patio door, only to be met with Lucy looking like a she-devil with fangs bared and hair raised.  It was really impressive.  That cat hasn’t come back yet.  She’s like a guard-kitty. 

The home that we rent was built in the 80s as evidenced by the wetbar and a whole wall, yes a wall, of mirror in the living room.  Also the laundry room/closet doors are mirrors.  Apparently, Lucy didn’t notice til this weekend.  We were chilling in the living room when we suddenly heard a familiar growl and hissing.  We assumed that the male cat had returned only to be spurned again.  But, no.  She was hissing and growling at herself….her own reflection in the wall-mirror.  We had a good laugh while she stared the “other cat” down for a good half hour.

Now this has been a daily occurrence for well over a week.  I try to imagine what she’s thinking.  “How does that cat do it?  It copies my every move.  I’ll get her this time!”  I’ll keep trying to get it on video so you can see it for yourself.  Although, I think she’s starting to soften up a bit towards the mystery cat;

I caught her snuggling with the mirror upstairs this morning. 

Sing it, Baby!

Last night was a very important night for the Zaragoza family.  Jonah had a childhood milestone - his first school recital.   We talked it up and he practiced his songs (not much at home, he gets all flustered when we put him on the spot) and he chose a special outfit for the occasion - his (really it was mine) Michael Jackson t-shirt, jeans, and his brown shoes.  We fixed his hair like he wanted and even took him to Taco Bell to get spicy rice.  He was ready - or so we thought.

 

We took him to his class and then milled around making introductions and waiting for Jason’s mom and our friend, Raina to appear.  Once seated we watched a video of all the kids at his school doing a song called “Fat Cat”  It was precious, and we got to see Jonah sing.  This video would be our only shot! 

After several adorable and pretty hilarious performances from other classes, it was Jonah’s turn!  He was on the end and looked completely terrified.  He did try to sing, a little, when his hand wasn’t in his mouth.  On the dancing part, he moved one leg.   I felt for him.  It immediately took me back to none other than my first recital. 

I was 4 at Bethany Lutheran Preschool in Austin, Tx.  It was a Christmas recital, and my mom put me in one of those cute, frilly dresses.  I had those awful plastic glasses and a ribbon tied in my hair.  Mom says I was okay til the song really got going.  My nervousness began to show as I crumpled one side of my dress in one hand til I had the danged thing pulled up to my hip.  At least I had tights on or everyone would have seen my Strawberry Shortcake undies, only adding to my humiliation.  So, I was glad that Jonah didn’t cry, throw up, or take his clothes off.

Even after it was over and he got a treat from his teacher, it was obvious he wanted to make like a baby and head out.  As I put him in the bath last night he finally perked up.  “Did I do good Mama?” he asked.  I just laughed, “You were awesome, Jonah.”

It pains me to think he got that little bit of stage fright from me, but at the same time, I love it that he saves his dance moves and silly songs for us. 

 

Tidbits

I should be cleaning right now.  I really should be cleaning right now.  Tonight is Jonah’s first recital and people (probably just my mom-in-law) are coming over afterwards to enjoy some ice-cream, and my house looks like it threw up in itself.  Nice. 

Mother’s day weekend was fun, well except for Mother’s Day.  I’ll get to that.  Friday, our church  had parent’s night out.  This is also known as being blessed with free babysitting for a couple of hours.  Awesome!  We went to Carrabba’swith Tommy and Julie Haines; Tommy is also our pastor.  We had a great meal.  If you’ve never been to Carrabba’s, you must.  We don’t eat out much, so when we do we like it ot be well worth it.  After enjoying a couple of kid-free, good-food, fun-conversation hours we got into our car only to realize that it was not going to start.  The battery was deader than a doornail.  Jason left the lights on.  Ooops.  No worries though, Tommy and Jason flagged down an unsuspecting bystander who was kind enough to give us a jump.

It took Tommy, Jason, and the owner of the car to open the hood.  The man said that his “people” usually do that.  It was a nice, new Dodge Charger.  Q:  How many men does it take to pop the hood of a car.  A:  3.  Julie and I laughed our heads off.

Saturday we went to my parents.  We stopped by Wal-Mart to get some cash from the ATM and Jason bought the Best of Huey Lewis and the News while he was inside.   Can I stop right here to tell ya’ll that I love my man to pieces?  He is the best.  “Our Song” is by Huey Lewis - “Happy to Be Stuck with You”  It just fits us so well.  We’re jsut driving down the highway, singing our hearts out and I took a mental pause to think, “I really, really love this man.  Thank you, God!”  Needless to say, we had a fantastic time visiting with my parents.  So I guess a good Friday and Saturday make up for a really crappy Sunday.

I had a headache which turned into a migraine all day long.  Oy Vey!  Thankfully, Jason was right there with Ginger ale and kept Jonah out of my hair. 

Anyway, I hope all you moms had a great mother’s day!  I am off to clean! 

 

I Love Rock N’ Roll

On Tuesday nights we usually hurry through dinner and rush to the TV to wait for AI to come on.  Tonight, we ate casually, cleaned up and made it to the couch just a minute or two before (as Mandy calls him) ‘Stupid Ryan’ said “THIS isssss American Idol!”  After the horror of last week, we just weren’t that jazzed about it to tell you the truth. 

Jonah keeps asking where Carly is.  Jason pray fervently that little Archie would stop boring him to tears, and I can’t figure out for the life of me how Castro is still there.  It boggles my mind. Like I said last week, he doesn’t even seem to think he should be there!  It’s kind of sad and awkward. 

So, here’s my take on tonight’s show - Rock n’ Roll Hall of Fame Night 

David Cook:  Please win.  Please!  You’re a man.  Archie’s just a boy.  You can do this!  I admit I also have a bit of a rivalry with my little sister’s boyfriend who just loves Archuleta.  I would hate to have to concede to the little stinker!  The first song was okay - I love Duran Duran, but it was “eh - good.”  The second song, I loved.  Cook has very good taste in music.  The Who are awesome.  I wish he could have performed the whole thing where it gets fast and apparently he almost accidentally did - how cool would it have been to just let him do the whole song and then skip Castro’s second song altogether?  Oh well.

Syesha:  Yes!  Yes! I loved it.  It was fun, sexy, vocally wonderful, energetic.  I loved it.  Sometimes I think Simon doesn’t like her so he poo-poos her performances no matter what.  I hope she does that one on the tour (did I tell you we’re going to see the tour, we hope!, in August?!  Anniversary date!!!) Anyway, I liked the second song too, and this is the part where Randy smokes whatever Simon was smoking during her first performance.  But Simon came through as Syesha began to cry and rescued her from utter humiliation.  Paula actually didn’t blather for once, and she looked stunning tonight too!

Castro:  Ugh.  Ugh.  Ugh.  While I heartily agreed with the judges, I just felt bad for the guy.  It’s not his fault he’s still there.  He’s like the man who turns 110 and says,”Sheesh!  Am I ever going to die?”  I bet he’s on that ‘Vote for the Worst’ list. 

Archie:  Great vocals. Ballads (Gasp!  How Shocking!) And Boring.  Just boring.  I always feel like I am watching a mini diva-man who sings nothing but ballads.  He said in his interview that he had not yet sang a slow love song on the show….really?  Cause I counted about 100.  Sigh.  Archuleta will go home by some miracle.  Syesha and Cook - you must stomp him out!

I am predicting a dramatic results show where Ryan will be rude and tactless and if things go horribly wrong, someone other than Castro will go home. 

Until next time……

 

Taste and See

I’m mildly engaged in a “whole foods” kick.  As the cook in our home and the one in charge of groceries, it’s my job to make sure they’re putting healthy stuff in their bellies.   A dear friend of mine is wholly engaged in whole and organic cooking and foods (although not a freak, might I add!  She’s not out preaching home-made granola and soy-everything to the masses, she just does her thing)  This friend gave me some helpful suggestions on how to shop for whole foods, cook from scratch, etc and I have to say it’s been a good change in our house!

As any parent of small children knows, juice is a favorite drink among the little ones.  Orange is a biggie in our home.  Since citrus fruits are pretty expensive nowadays, I knew I wouldn’t be juicing my own oranges (come to think of it, I wouldn’t do that anyway!) So I set out to find a good orange juice with one ingredient - orange juice.  I ended up buying Simply Orange.  I was pretty taken aback at how good  it tasted!  Just to see if it was really that different from old faithful (Minute Maid) The difference was obvious.  So obvious that Minute Maid went down the drain.  Yeck. 

As I was enjoying a glass of my OJ the other day, it occurred to me that we ( meaning those around my age range) have been raised on a lot of foods and products that look or taste like something else.  That are less than authentic (ahem, Milli Vanilli) That are just shadows of the real thing.  When you get a taste of the real thing, it’s almost impossible to go back. 

My mind then went to thinking about my relationship with God.  How often have I settled for less than an authentic relationship with God?  Jason calls it just “being a sponge.”  Going to church, singing the songs, listening to the sermon, taking a note or two, praying over your dinner sometimes, reading a christian book here or there … and feeling completely depleted, unsatisfied, and just plain bored.  That’s what happens when we go through the motions. 

Just like junk that tastes like strawberries pales in comparison to a beautiful, juicy, red strawberry - simply “playing church” and failing to go deeper with God pales in comparison to a vibrant, real relationship with God.  James 1:22-25 says:

“Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says. Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what it says is like a man who looks at his face in a mirror and, after looking at himself, goes away and immediately forgets what he looks like.  But the man who looks intently into the perfect law that gives freedom, and continues to do this, not forgetting what he has heard, but doing it–he will be blessed in what he does.”

I don’t know about ya’ll, but some time ago I got tired of lying to myself.  I don’t do well at pretending to “have it all together.”  What’s in my heart eeks its way out one way or another.  I got tired of pretending to have a great relationships with God when I hadn’t talked to Him in forever.  I got tired of offering futile prayers for forgiveness for not following the rules…for forgetting that God’s word is much, much more than a book of rules, but rather a love letter to His creation.  A tool to know Him, to hear from Him, to love Him, and yeah to obey Him too.  I forgot all that and started to settle for something that was just a shadow of a realtionship with Him.  I settled for something that required little and in effect, produced little joy, little peace, little love….

Psalm 34:8 says, “O taste and see that the LORD is good; How blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him!”

I encourage you to taste the real thing…get into the word for yourself, search it out, seek God with all your heart and taste of His goodness.  You’ll be spoiled for life!

 

I Love Lucy

Meet the newest Zaragoza. She’s furry, cute, has green eyes, and at the moment, prefers to spend the majority of her time under beds. 

We have always been “cat people”.  Not that we prefer cats to dogs, but for us right now we need a fairly self-sufficient, small animal. 

When Jason and I were young married and living in Chickasha we had a wonderful cat named Summer.  We adopted her from a Petsmart in Norman.  We didn’t have any human children then, so Summer was our baby.  She was a dog-like cat who played fetch and most of the time, did not display the “attitude” that most cats are known for.  When we decided to move to Tennessee, we had to find our sweet Summer a new home.  She hated car trips with such a passion that we worried the 12hour+ drive to Tennessee would make her ill, so we put an ad in the paper and reluctantly placed her with a new family.  I cried for days.  We still have pictures and even a little Christmas stocking that says “Summer”. 

Ever since then we’d played around with the idea of getting another cat.  Well we had Jonah in 2004, and we had plenty to take care of without adding a cat to the mix.  Jonah will be 4 soon and has never had a furry pet, which in my opinion is essential for childhood.  Jonah was adamant that he wanted a cat.  I wanted something female and already sans claws, so I began to hunt the Internet for adoptable felines that met our criteria.  I searched for a good 2 months before I came upon this adorable little cat on Craigslist last Wednesday.  Female/declawed/spayed/litter-box trained/ FREE - I immediately emailed Jason who responded with “Go get her!” Hallelujah! This was the one!

With our landlord’s good graces (and a pet deposit too) we met with our kitty’s former owners on Friday afternoon to do the switch.  They had gotten a dog that she just hadn’t gotten used to and they wanted a better life for her.  It reminded me so much of our Summer that I knew this was the right cat.  After a quick trip to the Petsmart for a new pink collar, food, and litter, we brought her home!  She was named Lavender, but Jason would not have a cat named Lavender so we all agreed on Lucy for various reasons (Jonah:  like Lucy from Narnia, Crystal:  like Lucille Ball, and Jason:  like the Beatles song “Lucy in the sky with diamonds”)

 

Welcome to Tornado Season!

So I didn’t get to watch The Office last night.   We were sitting there, waiting and waiting and waiting….it never happened.  Actually none of our Thursday night programming did.  It’s tornado seasonhere in the great state of Oklahoma, which means that right after dinner the Zaragoza family could be seen grabbing the couch pillows and spending some quality time together in the closet under the stairs.  The sirens wailed, Jonah cried and said, ” I don’t like mistadoes!”  It was all very dramatic.  I knew that the actual tornadic storm had already passed, so all I was really worried about was if we would miss The Office.  Yes, I know it’s pathetic, but it is what it is.

As the sirens quieted and we crawled out of the closet, we made our way to the tv to see a huge, ominous, rotating wall-cloud rolling over Mid-West City (NE OKC) and into NE Oklahoma.  As crazy as the thing looked, it never dropped “a big one”.  Thank you Jesus!  Did I mention that I don’t like tornado season? 

 This is an acutal picture of the storm last night. 

We finally went to bed around 10 and all seemed calm when we were rudely awakened around midnight by crazy lighting and thunder coupled with  40mph+ winds, driving rain, and hail.  Jonah was hollering, I was blindly stumbling to the TV, and Jason just mumbled incoherently. 

It’s beautiful today, of course, and I am tired.  I better get used to it, it’s only May!

The door’s open, come on in!

To my brain, that is.  I just can’t seem to get it together today.  I’ve done a few responsible things like pay rent and mail something to someone that I borrowed 3 years ago (Well at least I am returning it!) still, I feel disheveled, untidy, and aimlessly floating around.  This always happens after the magazine goes to print.  As the deadline draws closer I get into this hyper-organized mode where I somehow keep the house cleaned, meals planned, child disciplined, blog written, and work done - it’s like a well-oiled machine. 

I hate the deadline, yet it pushes me to do better in all aspects of my life.  I have always loved routine and schedules.  While I enjoy laying around too, I’m too tempted to fall into habits of laziness.

So since my many attempts at a well-written, semi-organized post have failed me, here are just a few things I’ve been pondering today:

*Are fears genetic?  I have always been deathly afraid of any kind of tornadic activity (which perfectly suits our home in tornado alley :P  ) Jonah has never been in a tornado or been exposed to a great deal of severe weather, well out of the ordinary anyway, yet he’s really afriad of wind.  He hates it.  I wonder if he’s naturally a fraidy-cat of wild wind.  Yesterday in the car he asked Jesus to make the wind behave; I prayed right along with him! 

*American Idol was highly sucky last night.  I guess I never realized that I am not  a fan of Neil Diamond music, but last night it was fully realized.  Yick.  The group song was pitchy and akward.  I felt like I was in show choir again.  I swear I’ve heard most of those songs in either an elevator, doctor’s office, or on one of those compilation CD commericals like “Soothing Sounds of the Sixties!”  Then Jason Castro got to stay, which is totally befuddling to me and Brooke’s crying made me cry.  Overall, I was glad when it was over. 

*Tyra Banks is kind of a strange bird.  She’s like this incredibly beautiful and successful person who feels free to do and say the strangest things on TV.  My guilty pleasure is “America’s Next Top Model“  (thank you, Carla!) It’s actually really hilarious.  Last week Tyra said that one of the model’s commerical shoots was “a piece of dookey.”  Okay I’m laughing now as I write it.  Dookey?  The last time I heard that word was the 4th grade!  Wow.  I don’t think the girl knew what dookey was because she just smiled blindly at Tyra.  Also, Tyra likes to try different voices while she addresses the models (French, Italian, Ghetto ) all of which make you a little uncomfortable.  She thinks she’s funny, and she is - just not when she’s trying to be.

*Omelettes - any of you who cook may know that eggs can actually be tricky.  They seem easy, but don’t be fooled!  It’s incredibly easy to make a crappy tasting and textured egg.  So I payed attention on the late hour of the Today show last week when some chef showed Kathy Lee how to make a 1-minute omlette.  It’s amazing how easy it was! Last night I made chorizo omelettes with green onion and diced tomato for dinner.  They were perfect - a big hit with Jason and Jonah.  I will post the recipie later, but here’s link to making a perfect one-minute omlette.

 

Moving Mountains Pat IV - Running Towards the Prize

The Oklahoma City Memorial Marathon was this past weekend.  I got up early on Sunday to watch in on the news.  It was cold and rainy.  Ick.  Still, a part of me wished I was there!  As I said in my last “installment” I walked/jogged the Music City Half- Marathon in 2007.  I had never, ever attempted anything like that in my life.  It was one of those “to do before you die” things, and when a friend suggested that I join her I thought, “Why not?” 

We started training in January.  My best-girl, Carla, trained with me even though she had no desire to actually do the thing.   I guess you could say I didn’t really train rigorously or anything, but it was great fun, and I was in excellent shape when April rolled around.

By excellent shape I mean that I was fit - not thin.  Wouldn’t you know it, there were a ton of “us” at that race.  Diversity was part of what made the race so fantastic.  Tall, short, thin, not-so-thin, old, young, even pregnant - every race, color, creed - 30,000 folks just coming together to have a good time and in the process gain confidence, meet a goal, and raise money for a good cause. 

I desparately want to blog about my marathon expereince, but that will have to be for another time as I need to finish what I started…

So after the race I felt phenomenal.  Even though I really didn’t lose any weight in the process ( I KNOW I gained some serious muscle!) I felt healthy and proud of my self for the first time in a long time.  Also for the first time in many moons, I gave myself a break from the constant barrage of try-and-fail dieting.  I did pretty good until this past fall of 2007.  We distinctly felt a call from God to move back to our homestate of Oklahoma.  Let me add that when you begin to listen to the Lord and obey Him after not doing so for a very long time, it’s to be expected that you will get asked to do something you aren’t sure you want to do.

Nashville had become our home.  We’d made friends that were more like family, had a great church, etc… but in Oklahoma was our past, our families, and the call of God to “Go back.”  So in November we packed up what we didn’t sell on Craigslist and moved to Oklahoma City.  Well, we got there and it was one thing after another that went wrong even though many other things went right.  Namedly, the place we were renting was just awful.  It looked fine until we got moved in and the place seemed to just unravel.  The landlord was unhelpful and disinterested with the place and us for that matter.  Did I begin to eat?  You betcha I did! 

We hated coming home and didn’t know how we would get out of that mess or even if we should.  We tried to make the best of it as it got the best of us and our nerves.  Of course I gained more weight and then slapped a “diet-aid” on it to try and make it better.  This time it was Jorge Cruise’s 8 Minutes in the Morning which I actually really like, it’s healthy and practical, and I was just lazy and too stressed to even try to stick to any kind of plan.  I think I felt like if I could just lose weight I would be happier.  If I could just fit into my size 10s again, I would feel good.  If I coulld, if I could, if I could . . . It’s never enough. 

I think at this point God was shaking His Holy head saying, “Child, don’t you get it?  Nothing can make you happy . . . least of all a ‘better’ body.  Come to Me!”  I was bowing down at the altar of my own ideas of happiness and sacraficing myself, my time, my body.  God is a jealous God in case you didn’t know (Deut 4:24 - “For the LORD your God is a consuming fire, a jealous God. “) 

As you might have figured out this is my last post on “weight loss” because that’s not my focus anymore.  Do I still want to lose weight?  Sure!  Do I still long for that size 10?  YES!  Will I continue on this crazy-cycle of diets, self-loathing, and mis-appropriated priorities?  Nope. 

Over the last several months, and really if I cared to go back and put my walk with God under the microscope for the past few years, God has been saying the same thing to me over and again, just in different ways.  As I said to Carla yesterday, “The Lord loves to repeat Himself until we get the message.” 

Here it is aptly summed up in Psalm 119:9-16  ”How can a young man keep his way pure? By keeping it according to Your word. With all my heart I have sought You; Do not let me wander from Your commandments. Your word I have treasured in my heart, That I may not sin against You. Blessed are You, O LORD; Teach me Your statutes. With my lips I have told of All the ordinances of Your mouth. I have rejoiced in the way of Your testimonies, As much as in all riches. I will meditate on Your precepts And regard Your ways. I shall delight in Your statutes; I shall not forget Your word.”

Romans 12:2 “And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, so that you may prove what the will of God is, that which is good and acceptable and perfect.”

2 Timothy 2:15 “Be diligent to present yourself approved to God as a workman who does not need to be ashamed, accurately handling the word of truth.”

And so here I am, still not near one goal, struggling in my flesh, but chasing after THE GOAL (Phillipians 3:14 “I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.”) I tell you something interesting, the more I dig into God’s word and actively pursue what He has promised those who believe (Hebrews 11:6 “And without faith it is impossible to please Him, for he who comes to God must believe that He is and thatHe is a rewarder of those who seek Him.”)  the less I think about what I am going to eat and drink and this body of mine. 

In fact, I think I have lost a few pounds, but who’s counting?

Hey Good Lookin’, Whatcha Got Cookin’?

I made a special catergory for recipies but noticed that I had yet to put anything in it.  I love to cook.  My favorite chef is Rachael Ray for the following reasons:

1. She is happy.  I know that for some she is a bit too peppy, but I think she and I would have the best time!  She loves to entertain and cook for others. There’s just something about making something for someone and watching them enjoy it. 
2. She is a real woman.  I have much love for Giada,but sheesh she’s thin for a chef! :) 
3. She is quick - none of this 3 hours to make a meal nonsense.  I have a hungry family, and a rumbling tummy of my own.  Whatever I cook needs to take less than an hour or the natives grow restless.  I have 2 RR cookbooks, and true to form - it usually always takes about 30 minutes. 
4.  Her stuff tastes good.  While she has her share of off-the-wall, “froo froo” recipies, there are just as many practical but creative meals that I have made that Jason and Jonah just rave about. 

So, what I would like to share with you is from my mama’s kitchen.  These are not fancy, but they are cheap and easy.  We did not have a ton of moola to throw around as a kid and with 3 kids to feed, meals needed to be simple and quick.

Without further delay - here are a couple of my “Morris Meals” that I enjoyed as a kid and still do from time to time.

• Tuna Croquettes- if you love tuna, you will love these things.  Plus, tuna is cheap, cheap, cheap.  Here’s what you’ll need:  2 cans of tuna (water or oil doesn’t matter, but the better the quality the better the croquette), can of bread crumbs or smash up a package of saltine crackers, 1 egg, veg. or canola oil, green onion (1 palmful, diced).                                                                                       1) get a medium-sized fry/saute pan (bigger if you are making more croquettes), cover the bottom with  oil, turn on med-high heat.  2) open and drain tuna - dump into a mixing bowl and add egg. 3) whisk egg and tuna until blended and add 2 palmfuls of breadcrumbs/crushed crackers **make sure you don’t add too much or your croquettes will be too dry, just eye-ball it. 4) add diced onion/salt and pepper, and in my house we like Tony’s Creole Seasoning.  5) use your hands to mix until you can easily shape patties.  The # of patties you get depends on how big you want them.  6) place in pan, space 2 inches apart and don’t crowd the pan.  Cook on each side for 3-5 minutes and let cool on a plate with a paper towel.  These are great with salad and/or green veggies like asparagus or green beans.

• Cubed Beef with Rice and Gravy -     this is also super-easy, cheap, and a winner with picky eaters.  I like it with mushrooms; Jason does not.    What you’ll need:  1 1lb of cubed beef (or pork - whatever!), jar of gravy/gravy mix/or make your own if you’re feeling saucy! ( ha ha), Veg/canoloa oil, brown rice (instant or old-school - again, whatever you prefer).  1) get the pan ready - I use a large skillet w canoloa, med-high heat.  2) the meat - you may want to tenderize it some more as cubed steak can get a little tough, also season with salt and pepper. 3) cook meat until browned and drain most of the oil or if you’re making your gravy from scratch - use the pan drippings for that. Turn down to low heat 4) you’ll probably want to start the rice immediately if instant and if old-school, you should have done this 30 minutes ago.  5) Get your gravy ready and add to pan with meat (and if you’re adding mushrooms, now’s the time too) 6) Turn back up to med heat and simmer for no more than 7 minutes.  7) Serve beef and gravy over rice.  This one simply needs some veggies.  We love peas, squash, or broccoli with this one.