I'm going to post this week some frugal gifts that we have made over the years. We like to make gifts for just about everyone from grandmas down to sunday school teachers. I think it's nice to be remembered, even if it's just a little something. That little something shows that you appreciate them and thought of them. It goes a long way......I've been there.
Here's a recipe for candy cane bath salts I've made many times. I've used mason jars (you'll need the tall jelly jars) and gone to discount stores and found cheap, funky containers to put it in. One year, at a glass manufacturers sale, I found a decorative jar that let me put miniature candy canes in the lid. Usually, I just tie a candy cane on with a pretty ribbon.
Guaranteed to make your house smell wonderful!!!!
Candy Cane bath salts
2 4lb cartons Epsom Salts
4 pounds sea salt or kosher salt (buy this at the supermarket in a big bag)
1/2 teaspoon glycerin
12-15 drops peppermint essential oil (health food stores will carry this)
12-15 drops red food color
Empty one carton Epsom salts into a large mixing bowl. Add 1/2 the salt and stir well. Stir in 1/4 teaspoon glycerin and 7 drops of the peppermint oil. Mix well.
In a large plastic bag, mix the remaining epsom salt and sea salt. Add the remaining glycerin, oil and the food color. Mix well, color should be even. I put this is in a large plastic bag because it's easier to mix around the food coloring. I use a trash bag and tie it closed.
Depending on the size of container you have, layer about one inch of the white then one inch of the pink until you reach the top. Close tightly and decorate.
I usually make a pretty handmade tag to tell the recipient what it is and how to use it:
1/4 cup in a warm bath
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Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Monday, December 6, 2010
Frugal Teachers Gifts
As you already know, I'm pretty frugal. I like to get a deal and I really like to be able to pass it on. Since I'm a teacher, I'm pretty confident in getting gifts for my kids teachers. My son is easy, I'm his teacher! I'll find me some good chocolate!
Let me say this once.....MOST teachers do not want an apple themed gift! I'm sure out there somewhere in teacher land, there is this one teacher, who still wears jumper dresses, that adores apple gifts and has her house decorated in them. She probably even dresses her cat, that's the only thing that will live with her, in apple costumes! OK, OK, maybe I'm exaggerating a bit. I've been told that I do that. My husband and best friend used to call me the 'exaggerator' because I would make the number a bit bigger to make the story better. Like instead of ten worms in the salad, I would say ten million worms! Hey, it wasn't a lie, it just made the story more exciting!
Anyway, I think I'm pretty good at teacher gifts. I've given gift cards to coffee shops, sonic (teachers love happy hour) and even walmart. Those are always appreciated, but since I'm also frugal, I like getting something I would love at a great price and gifting someone. This year, I purchased expensive coffee travel mugs at a very discounted price. They were only $1.50 each because they were father's day cups. The bottom was removable to put a picture of you and your dad inside. I took out the liner and replaced it with really cool black and white wrapping paper and 'presto' I have very expensive looking coffee mugs on the cheap. Teachers do dig coffee travel mugs because they keep that morning coffee hot until you can make it back to the teachers lounge for a refill! I filled each with hot cocoa, tea bags and chocolate bars. Everything a teacher needs for a day on the job!
My husband made fun of me in August when I came up carrying an armload of father's day mugs and my daughter was skeptical.....now they think they look great and my daughter is wanting to take them monday to give away! Total cost for four teachers gifts,.....under $6, including the stuff inside.
Let me say this once.....MOST teachers do not want an apple themed gift! I'm sure out there somewhere in teacher land, there is this one teacher, who still wears jumper dresses, that adores apple gifts and has her house decorated in them. She probably even dresses her cat, that's the only thing that will live with her, in apple costumes! OK, OK, maybe I'm exaggerating a bit. I've been told that I do that. My husband and best friend used to call me the 'exaggerator' because I would make the number a bit bigger to make the story better. Like instead of ten worms in the salad, I would say ten million worms! Hey, it wasn't a lie, it just made the story more exciting!
Anyway, I think I'm pretty good at teacher gifts. I've given gift cards to coffee shops, sonic (teachers love happy hour) and even walmart. Those are always appreciated, but since I'm also frugal, I like getting something I would love at a great price and gifting someone. This year, I purchased expensive coffee travel mugs at a very discounted price. They were only $1.50 each because they were father's day cups. The bottom was removable to put a picture of you and your dad inside. I took out the liner and replaced it with really cool black and white wrapping paper and 'presto' I have very expensive looking coffee mugs on the cheap. Teachers do dig coffee travel mugs because they keep that morning coffee hot until you can make it back to the teachers lounge for a refill! I filled each with hot cocoa, tea bags and chocolate bars. Everything a teacher needs for a day on the job!
My husband made fun of me in August when I came up carrying an armload of father's day mugs and my daughter was skeptical.....now they think they look great and my daughter is wanting to take them monday to give away! Total cost for four teachers gifts,.....under $6, including the stuff inside.
Friday, December 3, 2010
Hit at Thanksgiving!
This year, I was in charge of bringing salads to thanksgiving dinner. I like to make different salads and they travel well so I could leave my house and they could sit in the back for a few hours while we drove over. This salad was the hit and it is super easy to make! I like those two things in any dish I plan to bring. This travels well, tastes great and is so easy but it is really a pretty dish. I had to send the recipe to my mom and sister this week.
Marinated Mushroom Salad
2 1/2 quarts water
3 T lemon juice
3 lbs fresh mushrooms ( used 2 boxes of fresh mushrooms)
2 carrots, sliced
2 celery ribs, sliced
1/2 medium red pepper (could use any color)
1 small onion chopped
1 T fresh parsley
1/2 cup sliced stuffed green olives
1/2 cup sliced black olives
Dressing
1/2 cup italian salad dressing
1/2 cup red or white wine vinegar
1 garlic clove, minced
1/2 t dried oregano
1/2 t salt
Bring water and lemon juice to a boil, add mushrooms and cook for 3 minutes. Drain and cool. Place mushrooms and the rest of the salad ingredients in a large bowl. combine all dressing ingredients and pour over salad. cover and refridgerate overnight.
This would make a great make-and-take dish to potluck this season!
Marinated Mushroom Salad
2 1/2 quarts water
3 T lemon juice
3 lbs fresh mushrooms ( used 2 boxes of fresh mushrooms)
2 carrots, sliced
2 celery ribs, sliced
1/2 medium red pepper (could use any color)
1 small onion chopped
1 T fresh parsley
1/2 cup sliced stuffed green olives
1/2 cup sliced black olives
Dressing
1/2 cup italian salad dressing
1/2 cup red or white wine vinegar
1 garlic clove, minced
1/2 t dried oregano
1/2 t salt
Bring water and lemon juice to a boil, add mushrooms and cook for 3 minutes. Drain and cool. Place mushrooms and the rest of the salad ingredients in a large bowl. combine all dressing ingredients and pour over salad. cover and refridgerate overnight.
This would make a great make-and-take dish to potluck this season!
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Three Reindeer and a Camel!
Ok, I was telling you how I got the boys of the house to get the outside lights up one warm Saturday. What I didn't mention is that I went Christmas shopping and was gone most of the day. They like it that way. Anything that keeps them from having to go to Tulsa and shop all day makes the two men of the house very, very happy!
When I got home, I realized that the two deer from last year didn't get put in the trash like I had planned. They were almost ten years old and I had to wrap lights around them last year to get them to light up. I think last year, I stayed in and put up decorations when they took them down....or maybe went shopping, I can't seem to remember!
Instead of two nice, new deer I purchased last year after Christmas, we had four deer standing in the yard. Two nice, new deer and two things that looked like they had been mangled. I managed to get one looking almost good but the other one...he'd lost his antlers over the summer and so I said he'd had a sex change operation and was now a doe. He'd also somehow managed to get the lights I had carefully wrapped around him last year wadded up into a ball in the center of his body! I just pulled them out around his/her body and called it good.
The night of light up was a few days ago. I was not pleased with my he/she deer. I have finally made peace with it. It's not a deer after all! It is actually a camel! That's what it looks like and I've just told the family that whenever someone comments on him/her to tell them I purchased a camel off the internet.....that actually sounds plausible if you know me!
Now I kind of like my camel!
When I got home, I realized that the two deer from last year didn't get put in the trash like I had planned. They were almost ten years old and I had to wrap lights around them last year to get them to light up. I think last year, I stayed in and put up decorations when they took them down....or maybe went shopping, I can't seem to remember!
Instead of two nice, new deer I purchased last year after Christmas, we had four deer standing in the yard. Two nice, new deer and two things that looked like they had been mangled. I managed to get one looking almost good but the other one...he'd lost his antlers over the summer and so I said he'd had a sex change operation and was now a doe. He'd also somehow managed to get the lights I had carefully wrapped around him last year wadded up into a ball in the center of his body! I just pulled them out around his/her body and called it good.
The night of light up was a few days ago. I was not pleased with my he/she deer. I have finally made peace with it. It's not a deer after all! It is actually a camel! That's what it looks like and I've just told the family that whenever someone comments on him/her to tell them I purchased a camel off the internet.....that actually sounds plausible if you know me!
Now I kind of like my camel!
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Decorating for Christmas!
We are in the major throws of decorating at my house. The outside lights got put up a few weeks ago on a really warm week-end. I informed the men of the house that since it was going to start getting cold, that we'd put them up on the warm week-end. I lose serious interest when I have to bundle up to string lights. My fingers get too cold to work!
The tree is up and decorated in the living room but the other trees will get put up as the week progresses. It's a busy week because on saturday, our church youth group is in the Christmas parade downtown. Guess who offered decorations and help? Oh yeah, it's me! It will be fun!
Saturday is also the Christmas home tour in our town. A bunch of girlfriends and I take the morning off and become peeping toms throughout Claremore! It's always a good time of gabbing, lunch and usually, I feel very blessed by my own home when I return. My house may not be the biggest or fanciest, but I truly love my house!
Gotta go! My daughter is hauling up the trees from the garage!
The tree is up and decorated in the living room but the other trees will get put up as the week progresses. It's a busy week because on saturday, our church youth group is in the Christmas parade downtown. Guess who offered decorations and help? Oh yeah, it's me! It will be fun!
Saturday is also the Christmas home tour in our town. A bunch of girlfriends and I take the morning off and become peeping toms throughout Claremore! It's always a good time of gabbing, lunch and usually, I feel very blessed by my own home when I return. My house may not be the biggest or fanciest, but I truly love my house!
Gotta go! My daughter is hauling up the trees from the garage!
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Back to Work!
Had a nice Thanksgiving week with the family. We visited family and went to our last college football game of the season. Our team didn't win but they and their fans were good losers and to me, that's what is all about.
As I sat at the football game with my two children around me, I began to wonder how we have gotten so crazed and fanatical as sports fans. It seems that when you are in a sports stadium, everyday reason and common sense gets thrown out the window for insanity. Grown men and even sometimes, women, act like jerks and worse.
I remember as a child, we hosted a preacher in our home. He was preaching our revival and he stayed with us over the weekend. To say he was a big fan was an understatement. I lost respect for the man when, as I child, I witnessed him kneeling down and praying to God for a win! Even as a kid, I wondered if he truly believed that God cared about who won?
Going to the games has been fun. Most schools we've hosted have been very nice and good sports. The men, dare I even call those boys that, have exhibited good sportsmanship whether winning or losing on both teams. It is sad that just a few jerky fans can ruin an entire program. This last game had jerky fans, no one else this season did. I guess 9 out of 10 ain't bad!
We'll definitely go back next year. It was a fun time with the entire family. We reconnected with old friends by tailgating. I hope my husband and I are showing our children how to win with grace and lose with dignity. As a grown-up, I realize that it's only a game. I wish more grown-ups did.....
As I sat at the football game with my two children around me, I began to wonder how we have gotten so crazed and fanatical as sports fans. It seems that when you are in a sports stadium, everyday reason and common sense gets thrown out the window for insanity. Grown men and even sometimes, women, act like jerks and worse.
I remember as a child, we hosted a preacher in our home. He was preaching our revival and he stayed with us over the weekend. To say he was a big fan was an understatement. I lost respect for the man when, as I child, I witnessed him kneeling down and praying to God for a win! Even as a kid, I wondered if he truly believed that God cared about who won?
Going to the games has been fun. Most schools we've hosted have been very nice and good sports. The men, dare I even call those boys that, have exhibited good sportsmanship whether winning or losing on both teams. It is sad that just a few jerky fans can ruin an entire program. This last game had jerky fans, no one else this season did. I guess 9 out of 10 ain't bad!
We'll definitely go back next year. It was a fun time with the entire family. We reconnected with old friends by tailgating. I hope my husband and I are showing our children how to win with grace and lose with dignity. As a grown-up, I realize that it's only a game. I wish more grown-ups did.....
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Mother Daughter Date Night!
My daughter and I traveled to Tulsa last night to see the musical Wicked. I splurged this year and bought season tickets for the Tulsa Performing Arts Center. I really love live theater but haven't been able to since the kids have been born to see more than one performance a year. This year, my kids have decided that soccer is not for them and honestly, I am extremely happy! It sure leaves a lot of time to do other things!
We started our night with a hair appointment. It was a real luxury that I didn't plan! It just happened that I made the appointments and then realized that it was the same night of Wicked! It was so very, very nice to not have to worry about my hair all day long. I just had to pick out something to wear.
We then went and ate at Olive Garden. We were hoping to eat sushi but our restaurant was closed on monday. Oh well, Olive Garden is my daughter's second favorite restaurant. We shared an entree because we had our eyes on the prize.....dessert! We don't normally get dessert out but this was a special night! Of course, it was chocolate!
Wicked was terrific! It was really special to see and hear my daughter laugh with her eyes all lit up! She is finally old enough to sit through the entire performance and understand the dialogue and songs. I'm hoping that I'm growing up a child that loves live theatre as much as I do!
She's already made a play for the next performance because it's ballroom dancing. I'm sure my husband doesn't care! I think I'll let her chose who takes her, it may be time for a daddy-daughter date. She loves those too! It is important to take your child by themselves out occasionally. You can talk without distractions and without their siblings you sometimes see a different child.
I'm planning to take my son to the Aluminum show later in the season. They beat on aluminum, maybe not my favorite, but I'll bet he likes it and I'll enjoy spending time just with him. Yep, these may be the best tickets I've purchased in a long, long time!
We started our night with a hair appointment. It was a real luxury that I didn't plan! It just happened that I made the appointments and then realized that it was the same night of Wicked! It was so very, very nice to not have to worry about my hair all day long. I just had to pick out something to wear.
We then went and ate at Olive Garden. We were hoping to eat sushi but our restaurant was closed on monday. Oh well, Olive Garden is my daughter's second favorite restaurant. We shared an entree because we had our eyes on the prize.....dessert! We don't normally get dessert out but this was a special night! Of course, it was chocolate!
Wicked was terrific! It was really special to see and hear my daughter laugh with her eyes all lit up! She is finally old enough to sit through the entire performance and understand the dialogue and songs. I'm hoping that I'm growing up a child that loves live theatre as much as I do!
She's already made a play for the next performance because it's ballroom dancing. I'm sure my husband doesn't care! I think I'll let her chose who takes her, it may be time for a daddy-daughter date. She loves those too! It is important to take your child by themselves out occasionally. You can talk without distractions and without their siblings you sometimes see a different child.
I'm planning to take my son to the Aluminum show later in the season. They beat on aluminum, maybe not my favorite, but I'll bet he likes it and I'll enjoy spending time just with him. Yep, these may be the best tickets I've purchased in a long, long time!
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Thanksgiving traditions
By now you know that I'm all about traditions. Each and every holiday has a tradition and sometimes I make up special things for those poor months that kind of got jipped in the holiday department. When I was growing up, we did the same thing. My mom made a cherry pie on Washington's birthday! I always think that traditions are what keep a family together even if they are physically far apart.
Years ago, when I first got married and moved 750 miles away from my parents, brother, sister and all other family members, that first Thanksgiving was hard. My parents and siblings even came to visit, but it wasn't the same. The only thing that was the same were the dishes that we made for Thanksgiving. We all went to my new in-laws house and although it was a wonderful dinner, it wasn't the dinner I wanted. I wanted my momma's dressing, my momma's turkey and all the stuff that went with it.
The day after Thanksgiving, we traveled back to our little apartment and as we went in the place, my mom stayed back and told the guys that we were going to go grocery shopping and would be back soon. We shopped that night for all the 'stuff' that I craved. The cornbread dressing with lots of onion and celery and sage, the jalapeno-corn casserole that was so tasty as a leftover....all of it! The next day, we ate leftover turkey with my families traditional dishes. It didn't make them leaving in a few days any easier but it sure filled a empty spot in the old heart!
I dug out my mom's jalapeno corn casserole yesterday so I could make sure that I had all the ingredients for next week. I ususally bring that now over to the family gathering. The card is looking kind of bad, it's covered with over 20 years of making it splashes and smears but it's written in my moms handwriting. Along with making the recipe that first Thanksgiving, she also left me the recipe!
Jalapeno-corn casserole
1 C uncooked long grain rice, this can be brown rice
1 green pepper chopped, optional
1 cup chopped celery
1 medium onion, chopped
1/2 cup melted margarine or butter
1 Tablespoon sugar
1-2 jalepano peppers, chopped
2 (17 oz.) cans cream-style corn
1 cup shredded cheddar cheese
pepper rings, cherry tomato slices for garnish, if desired.
Cook rice according to directions and set aside.
Saute onion, celery and green pepper in margarine until veggies are tender.
Combine rice, sauteed veggies and next four ingredients, stirring well.
Spoon mixture into a lightly greased, 13x9 inch baking dish.
Bake at 350 degrees F for 40-45 minutes.
Garnish with pepper rings and cherry tomato slices.
I hope you have your own Thanksgiving recipes to share in your family this year!
Years ago, when I first got married and moved 750 miles away from my parents, brother, sister and all other family members, that first Thanksgiving was hard. My parents and siblings even came to visit, but it wasn't the same. The only thing that was the same were the dishes that we made for Thanksgiving. We all went to my new in-laws house and although it was a wonderful dinner, it wasn't the dinner I wanted. I wanted my momma's dressing, my momma's turkey and all the stuff that went with it.
The day after Thanksgiving, we traveled back to our little apartment and as we went in the place, my mom stayed back and told the guys that we were going to go grocery shopping and would be back soon. We shopped that night for all the 'stuff' that I craved. The cornbread dressing with lots of onion and celery and sage, the jalapeno-corn casserole that was so tasty as a leftover....all of it! The next day, we ate leftover turkey with my families traditional dishes. It didn't make them leaving in a few days any easier but it sure filled a empty spot in the old heart!
I dug out my mom's jalapeno corn casserole yesterday so I could make sure that I had all the ingredients for next week. I ususally bring that now over to the family gathering. The card is looking kind of bad, it's covered with over 20 years of making it splashes and smears but it's written in my moms handwriting. Along with making the recipe that first Thanksgiving, she also left me the recipe!
Jalapeno-corn casserole
1 C uncooked long grain rice, this can be brown rice
1 green pepper chopped, optional
1 cup chopped celery
1 medium onion, chopped
1/2 cup melted margarine or butter
1 Tablespoon sugar
1-2 jalepano peppers, chopped
2 (17 oz.) cans cream-style corn
1 cup shredded cheddar cheese
pepper rings, cherry tomato slices for garnish, if desired.
Cook rice according to directions and set aside.
Saute onion, celery and green pepper in margarine until veggies are tender.
Combine rice, sauteed veggies and next four ingredients, stirring well.
Spoon mixture into a lightly greased, 13x9 inch baking dish.
Bake at 350 degrees F for 40-45 minutes.
Garnish with pepper rings and cherry tomato slices.
I hope you have your own Thanksgiving recipes to share in your family this year!
Sunday, November 14, 2010
I'm a Christian, I'm not Jesus Christ!
My post today may offend some, don't read it if it does. I'm sorry but I'm just more than a bit miffed at people who try to put me up on a pedistal because I'm a practicing Christian. It seems that they just stand around looking for the one time when I step out of line, never looking at most of the time when I'm out there doing good, so they can publically humiliate me by saying stupid sayings like 'Judge not, least you be judged' or 'way to turn the other cheek' or you fill in the blank if you've been there with me!
I do know that I'm not Jesus, I don't even pretend to be. Follow me around for about five minutes and you'll quickly see that I'm not. I know it, I know I'm not even close to being perfect. I try to do what is right, to treat others the way I want to be treated, help out in the community through service and try to live my life like someone who has a wonderful gift of grace would love to share it with anyone willing to listen.
But I do get angry, upset, hurt, say bad words sometimes, lie and do all those other things that every human on the face of the planet is also guilty of. It doesn't make me less christian, it certainly hurts my witness sometimes, but I'm still a child of God because He doesn't expect me to be perfect. If He did, He would not have given His son's life to pay for my crummy sins.
I have to take a deep breath sometimes when that tiny, little person starts in on me when I've messed up. Usually, they need more prayer than anyone and it seems they enjoy pointing out that I've messed up so now they can say Christians are just as sinful as they are. Yes, yes, we are. Some of us are more sinful than most. But that doesn't make us less Christians.
There, I've posted my rant for the week. I know it won't help those certain people who like to find fault in everyone so they can feel better about themselves. But it made me feel better!
I do know that I'm not Jesus, I don't even pretend to be. Follow me around for about five minutes and you'll quickly see that I'm not. I know it, I know I'm not even close to being perfect. I try to do what is right, to treat others the way I want to be treated, help out in the community through service and try to live my life like someone who has a wonderful gift of grace would love to share it with anyone willing to listen.
But I do get angry, upset, hurt, say bad words sometimes, lie and do all those other things that every human on the face of the planet is also guilty of. It doesn't make me less christian, it certainly hurts my witness sometimes, but I'm still a child of God because He doesn't expect me to be perfect. If He did, He would not have given His son's life to pay for my crummy sins.
I have to take a deep breath sometimes when that tiny, little person starts in on me when I've messed up. Usually, they need more prayer than anyone and it seems they enjoy pointing out that I've messed up so now they can say Christians are just as sinful as they are. Yes, yes, we are. Some of us are more sinful than most. But that doesn't make us less Christians.
There, I've posted my rant for the week. I know it won't help those certain people who like to find fault in everyone so they can feel better about themselves. But it made me feel better!
Monday, November 1, 2010
My pear tree
When we moved here almost twelve years ago this month, I was really excited because the property had pecan and pear trees and blackberry bushes. I found out that one pear tree has the little tiny pears that are for grinding, which I won't do; one pear has larger pears but they never get soft and one pear that has perfect eating pears! I use the large hard pears to cook with and today, I made two pear cakes using a recipe from a friend years ago gave me.
It is soooooo good and certainly makes me feel that fall has arrived!
Pear Cake
4 cups, peeled and diced small pears; the hard ones work best
2 cups sugar
1 cup chopped nuts
Mix these together and set aside
Add:
1 cup oil or 1/2 cup oil with 1/2 cup mashed banana, applesauce, pumpkin puree, etc
1 tablespoon vanilla
2 beaten eggs
Sift:
3 cup flour; I use 1/2 white, 1/2 whole wheat
1 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
1/2 t salt
1 teaspoon soda
1/2 teaspoon nutmeg
Mix dry ingredients with pear mixture. Bake in a well greased and floured bundt cake pan 1 hour 15 minutes at 350 degrees.
Or: bake in a greased 9x13 pan for about 35-40 minutes at 350 degrees
Let cool, then drizzle with 1-2 cups powdered sugar and 2-4 tablespoons water.
My house smells so good and I'm making tea to have with my pear cake. I also made an extra for my husbands work. The ladies are always bringing treats and he always eats them so I try to send goodies every so often to treat them!
It is soooooo good and certainly makes me feel that fall has arrived!
Pear Cake
4 cups, peeled and diced small pears; the hard ones work best
2 cups sugar
1 cup chopped nuts
Mix these together and set aside
Add:
1 cup oil or 1/2 cup oil with 1/2 cup mashed banana, applesauce, pumpkin puree, etc
1 tablespoon vanilla
2 beaten eggs
Sift:
3 cup flour; I use 1/2 white, 1/2 whole wheat
1 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
1/2 t salt
1 teaspoon soda
1/2 teaspoon nutmeg
Mix dry ingredients with pear mixture. Bake in a well greased and floured bundt cake pan 1 hour 15 minutes at 350 degrees.
Or: bake in a greased 9x13 pan for about 35-40 minutes at 350 degrees
Let cool, then drizzle with 1-2 cups powdered sugar and 2-4 tablespoons water.
My house smells so good and I'm making tea to have with my pear cake. I also made an extra for my husbands work. The ladies are always bringing treats and he always eats them so I try to send goodies every so often to treat them!
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Voting
My husband and I went and early voted today. We usually vote early on saturday because it makes it more convenient if we both go together. Sometimes, during the week, it gets so hectic that I'm afraid I'll forget. I have always been a voter. My parents and grandparents always voted. They had to travel about twenty miles round trip because of where we lived so the entire family went. I grew up knowing that somehow, voting was important.
Exercising your right to vote is important. I don't care if you are a democrat, a republican or an independant, it is important that you vote. I don't care, well maybe I do, how you vote but it is important that you vote. We, as citizens of this great country, need to exercise that right. It always amazes me that these non-presidental election years brings out so few voters. We, for some sad reason, feel that the only important person to cast a vote for is the president. How far from the truth can that be? The president is important but the congress and senate actually make policy for our lives.
Don't forget to vote. It is important. Plus, you can't gripe about our government and politians if you don't vote!
Exercising your right to vote is important. I don't care if you are a democrat, a republican or an independant, it is important that you vote. I don't care, well maybe I do, how you vote but it is important that you vote. We, as citizens of this great country, need to exercise that right. It always amazes me that these non-presidental election years brings out so few voters. We, for some sad reason, feel that the only important person to cast a vote for is the president. How far from the truth can that be? The president is important but the congress and senate actually make policy for our lives.
Don't forget to vote. It is important. Plus, you can't gripe about our government and politians if you don't vote!
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Fall may really be here....
Sometimes I battle seasonal depression at this time of year. The days are getting shorter, the sunlight is fading earlier and earlier and plants are beginning to pack it in and go into the dormancy of winter. I was thinking of this today as I was going to pick up my daughter from school. I was waiting for a train, something that happens quite a bit here in Claremore, looking out the window and daydreaming. Even though it was just before three, it looked quite closer to five. The shadows were growing across the open field that was showing definite signs of death. That old claw of depression began to creep closer.
Suddenly, I really for the first time began to see the beauty of that moment. Here I was, in the car, all by my wonderful self. Listening to soft music on the radio. Gazing out of the window at a very beautiful, clear, blue October sky. I found myself thanking God for the sky, thanking God for the many shades of brown that lay in the field, thanking God for the ability to drive to pick up my daughter after school! That old depression suddenly was as far away as it is on a warm, sunshiny, June day!
It's easy to slip into a meloncholy mood during the fall and winter. I think it has to do with both seasons and hormones for women. I've found the way to keep that dark mood at bay. Being thankful! By actively looking for things to be thankful for, I can remember just how blessed I truly am. A person, who is so blessed and knows it has a hard time sinking into that fall moodiness.
About that time, the train passed and I met my daughter at our normal pick up spot. We laughed about her day and she as she ate her apple for snack, she said, 'I think I really need a cream slush, mom.' I had a choice to make then, do I do the 'mom' thing and say 'no, not today. I have too much to do at home.' Or do I take that moment and enjoy my little girl, who is very quickly becoming a woman, with two cream slushes? I chose the cream slushes. I chose the the thirty minutes of sitting in the car and talking. There will always time to do the chores, read the paper and clean the floor. There will never be enough time to enjoy my childrens childhood.....
Suddenly, I really for the first time began to see the beauty of that moment. Here I was, in the car, all by my wonderful self. Listening to soft music on the radio. Gazing out of the window at a very beautiful, clear, blue October sky. I found myself thanking God for the sky, thanking God for the many shades of brown that lay in the field, thanking God for the ability to drive to pick up my daughter after school! That old depression suddenly was as far away as it is on a warm, sunshiny, June day!
It's easy to slip into a meloncholy mood during the fall and winter. I think it has to do with both seasons and hormones for women. I've found the way to keep that dark mood at bay. Being thankful! By actively looking for things to be thankful for, I can remember just how blessed I truly am. A person, who is so blessed and knows it has a hard time sinking into that fall moodiness.
About that time, the train passed and I met my daughter at our normal pick up spot. We laughed about her day and she as she ate her apple for snack, she said, 'I think I really need a cream slush, mom.' I had a choice to make then, do I do the 'mom' thing and say 'no, not today. I have too much to do at home.' Or do I take that moment and enjoy my little girl, who is very quickly becoming a woman, with two cream slushes? I chose the cream slushes. I chose the the thirty minutes of sitting in the car and talking. There will always time to do the chores, read the paper and clean the floor. There will never be enough time to enjoy my childrens childhood.....
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Pork Roast and Fried Apples
Fall means apples at my house. Fried apples to be exact. Last night was pork roast and fried apples. It was good and because I made a very large roast, I now have enough leftovers in the freezer to have a repeat later in the month with very little work!
I cooked my pork roast in my big crock pot. I just dumped it in and pour about two cups of apple juice over the top. About half way through cooking, I slathered apple butter on the top. Just before serving, I deboned it and took off any fat. Kate loves these nights! I strained the juice and cooked noodles in about half of it and froze the rest apart from the extra meat. This allows me options to either have pulled pork sandwiches or pork and noodles later. I can always use the broth in other recipes. It's a bit sweet with the apple juice so I usually use it to cook noodles in.
Now for the apples, this is so super easy that it's embarassing I'm actually printing a recipe!
At least one apple per eater. I usually make more because they are really good for breakfast with oatmeal or over waffles. Peel the apple and slice into thick slices. I usually make six to eight large apples.
1/4 or less butter
1/4-1 cup brown sugar
dash cinnamon
dash nutmeg, if desired
Place the butter in a large skillet and let it melt over high heat. Add the apples and turn the heat to medium. Cook, stirring occasionally, for about 10-15 minutes. You don't want them to turn to mush!
After about 10 minutes, add 1/4-1 cup brown sugar to taste. I go for less, I feel the apples should be a bit tart. Sprinkle with cinnamon and nutmeg, if desired.
The butter and brown sugar will carmelize and they are so good!
I serve these alongside pork at this time of year. But they can also be served as dessert or over ice cream. You can add pecans or other nuts or any dried fruit.if you like.
My husband was scarfing these down and asked how I made them. I told him and he just looked at me and said 'is that it?' I started laughing and asked, 'did you think it was really hard?' He shrugged and commented that they were so good he just figured they were hard to make! Little does he know!!!!!
I cooked my pork roast in my big crock pot. I just dumped it in and pour about two cups of apple juice over the top. About half way through cooking, I slathered apple butter on the top. Just before serving, I deboned it and took off any fat. Kate loves these nights! I strained the juice and cooked noodles in about half of it and froze the rest apart from the extra meat. This allows me options to either have pulled pork sandwiches or pork and noodles later. I can always use the broth in other recipes. It's a bit sweet with the apple juice so I usually use it to cook noodles in.
Now for the apples, this is so super easy that it's embarassing I'm actually printing a recipe!
At least one apple per eater. I usually make more because they are really good for breakfast with oatmeal or over waffles. Peel the apple and slice into thick slices. I usually make six to eight large apples.
1/4 or less butter
1/4-1 cup brown sugar
dash cinnamon
dash nutmeg, if desired
Place the butter in a large skillet and let it melt over high heat. Add the apples and turn the heat to medium. Cook, stirring occasionally, for about 10-15 minutes. You don't want them to turn to mush!
After about 10 minutes, add 1/4-1 cup brown sugar to taste. I go for less, I feel the apples should be a bit tart. Sprinkle with cinnamon and nutmeg, if desired.
The butter and brown sugar will carmelize and they are so good!
I serve these alongside pork at this time of year. But they can also be served as dessert or over ice cream. You can add pecans or other nuts or any dried fruit.if you like.
My husband was scarfing these down and asked how I made them. I told him and he just looked at me and said 'is that it?' I started laughing and asked, 'did you think it was really hard?' He shrugged and commented that they were so good he just figured they were hard to make! Little does he know!!!!!
Monday, October 25, 2010
A song in my heart
We are studying in Sunday school about songs. Our teacher stated that God planned for us to have a song in our hearts. My husband gave me one of those looks. You know the kind. For me, this time, it meant, 'I think she's talking about you!'
I'm always singing. All day, everyday, I'm usually singing and since I usually listen to Christian music radio stations, that means that I'm usually singing some Christian song. It's nice to have a song running around in my head all day. But I don't just leave it in my head. I sing out loud. Sometimes really out loud!
Another oddity that I have, is that I can hear a song a few times and know it by heart. I still remember the songs that we used to sing when I was a kid at church. I used to wake up my parents on saturday mornings singing the choir songs at the top of my lungs.
I've never really thought about this much until lately. It seems as I've gotten older, I've become less aware of when I'm singing out loud and when I'm not. I've actually gotten compliments in the grocery aisle from total strangers, if we can be total strangers in my small town! I hear a song, I join along. It's what I do!
My sister used to say that I could make up a song about a lid and a straw and she's probably right. I can usually make up songs on the fly too. Words, rythm, it all just is running around in my head. I could never have been Amish. I read a book about them and they are not allowed to sing except at church and church songs. Well, I sing everywhere and it does not have to be church songs! I would have been kicked out a long time ago. Well, my foremothers would probably already have been kicked out before I ever got the chance!
Back to the sunday school lesson, the teacher stated that joyful people sing. That usually the more joyful you are, the more inclined you are to break out in song! I began to think about times when I have been less than joyful. I realized that during those times, I didn't sing much. It is true! The more joyful I am, the more singing I do.
Now the question remains, do I sing because I am joyful or do I sing to keep me joyful?
I'm always singing. All day, everyday, I'm usually singing and since I usually listen to Christian music radio stations, that means that I'm usually singing some Christian song. It's nice to have a song running around in my head all day. But I don't just leave it in my head. I sing out loud. Sometimes really out loud!
Another oddity that I have, is that I can hear a song a few times and know it by heart. I still remember the songs that we used to sing when I was a kid at church. I used to wake up my parents on saturday mornings singing the choir songs at the top of my lungs.
I've never really thought about this much until lately. It seems as I've gotten older, I've become less aware of when I'm singing out loud and when I'm not. I've actually gotten compliments in the grocery aisle from total strangers, if we can be total strangers in my small town! I hear a song, I join along. It's what I do!
My sister used to say that I could make up a song about a lid and a straw and she's probably right. I can usually make up songs on the fly too. Words, rythm, it all just is running around in my head. I could never have been Amish. I read a book about them and they are not allowed to sing except at church and church songs. Well, I sing everywhere and it does not have to be church songs! I would have been kicked out a long time ago. Well, my foremothers would probably already have been kicked out before I ever got the chance!
Back to the sunday school lesson, the teacher stated that joyful people sing. That usually the more joyful you are, the more inclined you are to break out in song! I began to think about times when I have been less than joyful. I realized that during those times, I didn't sing much. It is true! The more joyful I am, the more singing I do.
Now the question remains, do I sing because I am joyful or do I sing to keep me joyful?
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Feeding Anne
I said I would let you know how Anne liked my beef stew. Well......she liked it! She said she would love to come and eat it again and again! I used a basic beef stew recipe that I've used for years that has potatoes, carrots and sweet potatoes in it. I served it over plain white rice. Both Anne and my husband love plain, white rice. She kept telling me how much she likes rice!
I also served platters of fresh fruit; grapes, strawberries, mango, bananas and mandarin oranges. Anne loved the fresh fruit. In Kenya, she said that what we had was much closer to what you would normally have if you went to someones house for dinner.
I must confess, we had a chocolate dessert! I know it's not true Kenyan to serve dessert but I had a leftover pan of my chocolate caramel wow! cake. My daughter had a spa night the night before and we had some leftovers. Anne and I ate some out on the patio while soaking in the sun.
As I was driving her home, she began to tell me how strange the seasons where to her. In Kenya, trees don't lose their leaves all at once and she'd never seen snow until she moved here. She said that learning in school about four seasons is a lot different than living them!
Anne is such a special person. I am truly blessed to have her in my life! I hope she feels the same way about my family.
I also served platters of fresh fruit; grapes, strawberries, mango, bananas and mandarin oranges. Anne loved the fresh fruit. In Kenya, she said that what we had was much closer to what you would normally have if you went to someones house for dinner.
I must confess, we had a chocolate dessert! I know it's not true Kenyan to serve dessert but I had a leftover pan of my chocolate caramel wow! cake. My daughter had a spa night the night before and we had some leftovers. Anne and I ate some out on the patio while soaking in the sun.
As I was driving her home, she began to tell me how strange the seasons where to her. In Kenya, trees don't lose their leaves all at once and she'd never seen snow until she moved here. She said that learning in school about four seasons is a lot different than living them!
Anne is such a special person. I am truly blessed to have her in my life! I hope she feels the same way about my family.
Sickies at my house!
Well, it's been sprite and chicken noodle soup for my two kids at my house today. They aren't quite sick enough to stay home and not do school but they just aren't up to normal. I have suspended all afterschool activites, dance, etc until everyone gets rest and recuperated. We have fall break this week and I want everyone well so we can celebrate!
I'm really sad this year because, since we're building and our yard is a mess, that we are not going to have our traditional halloween bonfire and party. I started a few years ago when the kids decided that they were too old to trick-or-treat. The first year, halloween was on a friday night so it was perfect. Last year, my daughter wanted to trick-or-treat so we just had the party on a friday again. This year, since it's on a sunday night, I guess it's not so bad. Next year, we'll have another blow-out party.
I like decorating the house for holidays. Every holiday! I've got the pumpkins, the gourds, the spider webs out. I guilted my daughter last night into helping me put the rest of our stuff out.
One of my favorite quick desserts this time of year is caramel pudding. It's super easy and uses up the last of the milk that's close to the use by date.
Caramel pudding
1 box of cook and serve vanilla pudding (do not use instant)
1/4 cup marzettis caramel dip for apples
When you've finished cooking the pudding, stir in the caramel dip and pour into four indivual cups. let cool until warm. Easy and quick and the kids love it!
I'm really sad this year because, since we're building and our yard is a mess, that we are not going to have our traditional halloween bonfire and party. I started a few years ago when the kids decided that they were too old to trick-or-treat. The first year, halloween was on a friday night so it was perfect. Last year, my daughter wanted to trick-or-treat so we just had the party on a friday again. This year, since it's on a sunday night, I guess it's not so bad. Next year, we'll have another blow-out party.
I like decorating the house for holidays. Every holiday! I've got the pumpkins, the gourds, the spider webs out. I guilted my daughter last night into helping me put the rest of our stuff out.
One of my favorite quick desserts this time of year is caramel pudding. It's super easy and uses up the last of the milk that's close to the use by date.
Caramel pudding
1 box of cook and serve vanilla pudding (do not use instant)
1/4 cup marzettis caramel dip for apples
When you've finished cooking the pudding, stir in the caramel dip and pour into four indivual cups. let cool until warm. Easy and quick and the kids love it!
Monday, October 18, 2010
Anne is coming to dinner!
My friend, Anne, from Kenya is coming again for dinner. This time, I'm cooking a more traditional Kenyan dinner for her. I hope she likes it. I know it won't be exactly like what she eats at home but hopefully, it will be close!
I'm making a beef vegetable soup served over rice and a selection of fruit. I tried to make something that my family would eat along with Anne. I researched and this seems to be a normal diet for many Kenyans. I'll let you know how it came out! The really nice thing is that they do not normally serve any sweet dessert so I'm off the hook for dessert!
I enjoy talking to Anne. She is always such a positive person and is very drawn to my daughter. She wants to get out of nursing school and go back to her homeland to help young girls. Many are mistreated, I haven't asked her about her own life. I'm sure it was much different than my own daughter's experiences. It is amazing that people can live so different than us. I have a hard time wrapping my mind around that fact. I just get used to my own little world and don't think much about how other people live.
I'm looking forward to hosting Anne again... each visit gives me a glimpse of what my life would have been like had I not been fortunate enough to be born in the good old USA!
I'm making a beef vegetable soup served over rice and a selection of fruit. I tried to make something that my family would eat along with Anne. I researched and this seems to be a normal diet for many Kenyans. I'll let you know how it came out! The really nice thing is that they do not normally serve any sweet dessert so I'm off the hook for dessert!
I enjoy talking to Anne. She is always such a positive person and is very drawn to my daughter. She wants to get out of nursing school and go back to her homeland to help young girls. Many are mistreated, I haven't asked her about her own life. I'm sure it was much different than my own daughter's experiences. It is amazing that people can live so different than us. I have a hard time wrapping my mind around that fact. I just get used to my own little world and don't think much about how other people live.
I'm looking forward to hosting Anne again... each visit gives me a glimpse of what my life would have been like had I not been fortunate enough to be born in the good old USA!
Friday, October 15, 2010
Been a while!
I know it's been a while since I've posted. I've just been busy, busy, busy! Our building project is moving along. We have now lost the useage of the garage, the floor has been raised, and we no longer have a driveway platform. Hopefully, we'll have a foundation for the new garage by next week.
The kids are so excited but it will entail a lot of packing up and moving around. But with that, they know that eventually they will get bigger rooms and closets and some new furniture. It's kind of nice to be doing it right now because they are beginning to outgrow many of the toys/books/furniture that carried them through childhood. These new rooms will be decorated to transition them into young adults. Makes me a bit sad though.
I stay busy with my new job, which I enjoy, and running all over the town carrying two young people to whatever event is going on that night. I have resorted to my cell phone alarms to remind me what day is what. I was driving myself crazy trying to keep it all straight. Wednesday night, my alarm went off about 4:30pm and I couldn't for the life of me figure out what was going on! My son had entered in a reminder to get him to youth group early to practice. Thank heavens he had entered it! I had already forgotten.
I'm picking pears off the tree now and storing them in the fridge until they become ripe enough to process. This particular tree isn't the best for eating out of hand but is good for cooking. I'll probably cut them up and freeze them for cakes and breads this winter.
I just planted my lettuce, spinach and turnips for fall. I'll put my glass window over the lettuce and spinach when it starts getting cold. I should have lettuce and spinach until early December using this method. I'm hoping my turnips will give me greens and then a few to cook and eat. I'm the only one who likes them at my house so there is no point in putting up a lot.
The kids are so excited but it will entail a lot of packing up and moving around. But with that, they know that eventually they will get bigger rooms and closets and some new furniture. It's kind of nice to be doing it right now because they are beginning to outgrow many of the toys/books/furniture that carried them through childhood. These new rooms will be decorated to transition them into young adults. Makes me a bit sad though.
I stay busy with my new job, which I enjoy, and running all over the town carrying two young people to whatever event is going on that night. I have resorted to my cell phone alarms to remind me what day is what. I was driving myself crazy trying to keep it all straight. Wednesday night, my alarm went off about 4:30pm and I couldn't for the life of me figure out what was going on! My son had entered in a reminder to get him to youth group early to practice. Thank heavens he had entered it! I had already forgotten.
I'm picking pears off the tree now and storing them in the fridge until they become ripe enough to process. This particular tree isn't the best for eating out of hand but is good for cooking. I'll probably cut them up and freeze them for cakes and breads this winter.
I just planted my lettuce, spinach and turnips for fall. I'll put my glass window over the lettuce and spinach when it starts getting cold. I should have lettuce and spinach until early December using this method. I'm hoping my turnips will give me greens and then a few to cook and eat. I'm the only one who likes them at my house so there is no point in putting up a lot.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Helping others...
Sometimes I look around and realize that my life has been so easy compared to others. Don't get me wrong, I've been dealt bad deals over the years that literally knocked the wind out of me. I had to crawl to the corner and regroup before I headed back out into life. But I've never been completely knocked out. I've never dealt with the death of a child or the loss of a parent. It is inevitable that one of those things will happen in my life. I think we are programed to accept the death of a parent, they are older than you.
But it's not supposed to the other way around. You're not supposed to lose a child. You're supposed to watch as your child grows up and goes out on their own. You're supposed to be there when they graduate college, get married and hold your first grandbaby. You're not supposed to plan a funeral for your child, they are supposed to plan yours.
And yet, sometimes, God choses to take them home. I had to read about Samuel in the bible again today. I had to remind myself that the child belongs to God and that we are just the privilege to 'raise' them.
I can't imagine the feeling of losing a child and ,quite honestly, I hope I never do. All I can do if offer my support and my prayers to those who have to face this terrible crisis. But one thing I do know, with the support of God and our little community, those going through this will not be going through it alone.
But it's not supposed to the other way around. You're not supposed to lose a child. You're supposed to watch as your child grows up and goes out on their own. You're supposed to be there when they graduate college, get married and hold your first grandbaby. You're not supposed to plan a funeral for your child, they are supposed to plan yours.
And yet, sometimes, God choses to take them home. I had to read about Samuel in the bible again today. I had to remind myself that the child belongs to God and that we are just the privilege to 'raise' them.
I can't imagine the feeling of losing a child and ,quite honestly, I hope I never do. All I can do if offer my support and my prayers to those who have to face this terrible crisis. But one thing I do know, with the support of God and our little community, those going through this will not be going through it alone.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Small Town America!
This past weekend my family and I attended a harvest festival in the town my parents and sisters family live. It coincides with the homecoming celebrations at the local high school. Everyone in the town either takes part or watches the big parade down mainstreet. The churches sell food and snacks, the local crafters sell handmade cuties that I usually buy. You see old friends or meet new people that may become friends.
People who don't live in small towns just don't understand the small town festivals and parades. People who live in small towns can't imagine living in a town that doesn't have festivals and parades. I love them. I knew I loved my town when I attended three parades in three months the first three months we lived here. It's so much fun to watch the kids run out and grab a piece of candy that a clown or the local queen or football player tossed out. I also love watching my own kids as they march in the line or ride on the float. They are becoming part of this town. They are putting down real deep roots in a small town where everybody knows your name and your parents.
It's a good life. It's good when people know who you are and where you go to church and are watching your every move. Too many people have lost the 'otherness' of a society. Too many people don't care what the neighbors think. I want my neighbors to like my family and know that we live by certain principles and morals. I want people to watch me and hold me to a high standard. I want my friends and neighbors to call me when they see my kids step out of line. Living in a small town is a good, good life.
People who don't live in small towns just don't understand the small town festivals and parades. People who live in small towns can't imagine living in a town that doesn't have festivals and parades. I love them. I knew I loved my town when I attended three parades in three months the first three months we lived here. It's so much fun to watch the kids run out and grab a piece of candy that a clown or the local queen or football player tossed out. I also love watching my own kids as they march in the line or ride on the float. They are becoming part of this town. They are putting down real deep roots in a small town where everybody knows your name and your parents.
It's a good life. It's good when people know who you are and where you go to church and are watching your every move. Too many people have lost the 'otherness' of a society. Too many people don't care what the neighbors think. I want my neighbors to like my family and know that we live by certain principles and morals. I want people to watch me and hold me to a high standard. I want my friends and neighbors to call me when they see my kids step out of line. Living in a small town is a good, good life.
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