tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5850880575084291052024-03-05T00:38:02.041-06:00My journey from a Country Girl to a Southern BelleLife and adventures according to Sarah. A Country Girl from Oklahoma, learned to be a Southern Belle in Mississippi and returned to Oklahoma. I share recipes, adventures and everyday life stories.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.comBlogger199125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-47573785363421932092016-11-05T09:57:00.000-05:002016-11-05T09:57:29.091-05:00Times Have Changed...Times have definitely changed! I have no other words for it than to shake my head and to think about how much things have changed. The Presidential election of 2016 has exposed some very deep, dark secrets of our society and has pitted us against each other in a way I have never experienced before. Friends are now enemy's based on political views. We feel vindicated to talk about each other and to gossip about the way they express their views. Lives are no longer sacred and twisting the truth is the norm. <br />
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I watched the news this morning with disgust. Political ad after political ad manipulated the information to advance the agenda of those paying for the ad. Were there truths in the ad? Some. Were their facts in the ad? Some. Picking out four words hardly justifies the context of information. Depending on the political lobbying group you get your information from, your "facts" can be skewed. Hate ads and slander seem to be the only thing we know. Have you watched a political ad that was positive lately? Have you watched a candidate campaign about thier ideas and how they will change things? I'm not just talking about the Presidential election, but all ads. Its much easier to slander than to take the high road. The last three ads I watched said "Exposed" in the tag line! <br />
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As I was driving my sweet daughter this morning, she made an innocent 13-year-old comment. I don't remember the exact words, but it was about why a woman takes a mans name after marriage. Why people will vote for a political candidate just because of race or gender. Why we are so preoccupied pitting one against another. After the last debate, we had to have an indepth lesson in partial birth abortion. Of course both sides are publishing things I wasn't ready for my innocent child to see. She can't wrap her mind around why such events would occur in our country today. The troubling thing for me as a Christian is how far removed from Biblical principals we have allowed ourselves to become. Just like political ads, we take excerpts from the Bible and twist them to fit our selfish desires.<br />
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As our drive continued, we talked about how the Bible is the perfect road map for our lives. How the principles contained in the pages show us exactly how we are supposed to live. Those Biblical principles defined why we as ladies take a man's name after we are married. Why we leave our parents to join his family. Why the man is supposed to be the head of the household. Don't get me wrong, I'm all about women having rights. I'm all about equal pay for equal work. I am the sole supporter for my little family and am a single mom. However, regardless of any actions, personal biases and emotions, we as Christians must allow our actions to be guided by the truths in the Bible.<br />
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The Bible also warns us of false prophets. The last few weeks, several ladies I looked up to as Christian moms and teachers have made statements that forced me back to the Bible and grounding my faith. I understand we are all human. I understand we are all emotional. I understand this political storm we are in the midst of is terrible. However it is important that we source our own information and not rely on those in the spotlight to sway our core beliefs. As Christians, we can't have it both ways. There are many things that the Bible tells us are wrong. It is not up for our interpretation based on our emotion at the time, or whose feelings we will hurt.<br />
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As I have watched the political arena unfold, we are a nation of wanting to have our cake and eat it too. We all must win and we all must get a prize. We are easily purchased for the right amount of money and we only help our fellow brothers and sisters if it benefits our agenda. There are long term consequences for living as, raising and acting spoiled. The trials we go through are merely part of life. If we live a life without trials, have we really lived? Romans 5:3-4 tells us "<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: #fdfeff; color: #001320; font-size: 15px; text-align: justify; text-indent: 25px;">Not only so, but we</span><span style="background-color: #fdfeff; color: #001320; font-size: 15px; text-align: justify; text-indent: 25px;"> also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; </span><span style="background-color: #fdfeff; color: #001320; font-size: 15px; text-align: justify; text-indent: 25px;">perseverance, character; and character, hope."</span></span><br />
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Have we become a nation without Hope because we have no character, only because we have not persevered, because we don't know suffering? We are blessed to live in a country with immense wealth. We are blessed to have the freedoms that we do. We are blessed because our country was founded on the principles of the Bible. The further we remove ourselves as a society from those principles, and the foundation our constitution was based on, has created a road map for disaster.<br />
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It's a deep thought for the weekend, but I hope that you will think about the implications of our actions before casting your vote for the future of our country.<br />
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If we look at politics and base our views on Biblical truths, our country will once again prosper. <br />
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Until next time, keep adventuring and making the most of each day!<br />
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Sarah<br />
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p.s. On a lighter note, I'll be posting new recipes soon! Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-48130367235372013672016-09-26T11:04:00.000-05:002016-11-05T09:57:41.868-05:00Love From the KitchenHave you ever smelled something and it instantly took you back to another time. A few weeks ago, I was shopping in the mall and a sweet little old lady walked passed me and she smelled exactly like my Grammy. The smell of her perfume made me long for those wonderful conversations in Grammy's kitchen and the beautiful relationship we shared. I will always cherish the times we shared, and for that moment, the sweet little old lady in the mall made Grammy seem so close. I know, its a little bit strange, but smells have a way of bringing things back. <br />
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The smell of cinnamon rolls reminds me of when times were simpler. Times when life was all about the present, when there were no cares or worried. When things were only face value and nothing more. When I was a little girl, I can remember going to my Great Granny Flo's house and the entire kitchen was filled with pans and pans of cinnamon rolls. She told us that she made these for her "football boys." You see, she was a retired school librarian. She lived in a little white house, with a little tiny kitchen and had really long silver hair. I never saw it down, because she kept it braided and in a bun that was on the outside of her head. Not a tight topknot, but a long braid wrapped three times around her whole head. I can remember being fascinated by her hair and asking her questions about how long it took to brush, how did she get it all washed and dried and brushed? You know, little girls with tangles don't like to brush their hair much, and Granny Flo had this down to an art! Its funny how the thought of her making all those cinnamon rolls in that tiny kitchen makes me think about the love she had for her students, even after she retired. While I was not extremely close with Granny Flo, I knew she loved me and the smell of cinnamon rolls reminds me of her love.<br />
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This week, I made cinnamon rolls. Not the scratch kind, but the kind you by that are frozen and you simply rise and bake... Yes, even I need a shortcut once in a while. While they were well received, I was not happy with the final product. I knew I could do better and just needed to try. I have my Granny Flo's cinnamon roll recipe, and thought maybe that was the answer. I have made her recipe many times, and they are very, very good. I decided however to try a different one, just for good measure. You see, not everyone needs, or wants a recipe that feeds the entire football team! So, this time I tried a copycat recipe for Cinnabon. Just like everything else in my life, I made it my own and while they aren't gluten free, I didn't taste them, but those that tried one, loved them! This recipe made 16 cinnamon rolls, but could make 12 just as well. <br />
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Dough</h3>
1 packet yeast<br />
4 cups flour<br />
1 tsp. salt<br />
1/2 cup sugar<br />
1 cup milk<br />
1/3 cup butter<br />
2 eggs, beaten<br />
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1/3 cup butter softened<br />
1 cup brown sugar<br />
3 Tbsp Cinnamon<br />
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Mix yeast, flour, salt and sugar in the bowl of a stand mixer. (If you don't have a stand mixer, its OK, just put it in a really big bowl.)<br />
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In a microwaveable bowl, or saucepan, melt butter, (I use the microwave) and add milk to make a milky buttery mixture. Warm to lukewarm. It's very important your milk and butter mixture aren't too hot, as it will kill the yeast. Add the eggs to the milk and butter and stir well.<br />
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Add the milk mixture to the flour mixture and mix well. If using a stand mixer, use the dough hook. Knead the dough until it is well mixed and the dough has a bit of elasticity. <br />
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Place the dough ball in an oiled bowl and cover with plastic wrap. Allow to rise in a warm place until doubled in size. (My oven light gives off quite a bit of heat. I turn my light on before I start the mixing process and it is fairly warm by rise time. I put my dough in the slightly warm oven to rise.)<br />
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Once the dough has doubled in size, punch it down and knead 2-3 times. <br />
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On a clean, floured surface, roll the dough into a rectangle about 1/4 inch thick. The rectangle should be about 12 x 18 inches. In a small bowl, mix together the brown sugar and cinnamon for the filling. Spread the softened butter over the entire dough. Sprinkle the brown sugar and cinnamon mixture over the butter layer. <br />
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Starting at the long end, roll the dough up to make a cinnamon roll.<br />
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Cut the log into 1 inch slices. I use waxed dental floss for this as it makes a cleaner cut. You can also use a bread knife, just be very careful not to push down and squish your beautiful cinnamon rolls.<br />
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Place the slices on a greased or parchment paper lined 9 x 13 inch pan. You can use disposable pans if you are going to give these away. (If you need to, these can be frozen at this point and allowed to rise before baking.) Allow to rise once more until double in size. Bake in a 350 degree oven for about 20-25 minutes. Watch carefully as you don't want them to over brown. When the cinnamon rolls are finished baking, your house will smell amazing! Allow them to cool slightly and then ice with the icing below.<br />
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Cream Cheese Icing</h3>
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3 Tbsp butter<br />
3 Tbsp cream cheese<br />
1 1/2 cups powdered sugar<br />
1 tsp vanilla extract<br />
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Melt the butter and cream cheese together. Add the powdered sugar and vanilla and stir well. Spread over the warm cinnamon rolls.<br />
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I hope you enjoy these as much as my family has. I am reminded how precious memories are and how sharing these stories is important for you children as well. My Chloe is so fascinated with history and the personal story around the event. Maybe one day soon, we will drive to Westville and look for the little white house and she will be able to imagine Granny Flo in her little, tiny kitchen sharing her love with so many! <br />
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Until next time, keep adventuring and looking for joy in the small details of life!<br />
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Sarah<br />
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<br />Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-9814112296649280642016-08-19T09:31:00.000-05:002016-08-19T09:36:49.642-05:00God is GoodIt has been quite some time since I have posted on my blog. Wow, there is a lot that has changed. Yet, some things remain the same. Since the last post, we have been on a journey to try and understand my sweet Little Man and his struggle with Autism. I can assure you, that why the daily struggle and challenge is real, I love him more than ever and can't imagine life without his unique perspective and outlook.<br />
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We just started back to school, and it has been a source of great anxiety for me. As a former educator, I know the challenges a special needs child faces. I know the challenge the teacher faces trying to incorporate the child into the classroom routine, as well as the constant battle of "that one child" that derails the order of the entire class.<br />
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My anxiety was raised even higher as the Friday before school started, I got a text from Jacob's para, that we both love, stating she was taking a different position at another school. I was heartbroken. What was going to happen to Jacob? Was he going to roll with the change, or were we going to struggle going to school? Would they replace his para immediately, or would it be a few weeks? Who are they going to put in the position? Would they be qualified to deal with Jacob? Would they understand him? Would they love him like Emily did and treat him like their own child? Would I get a call from school every day saying my child is in the office?<br />
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The fear is real. I was terrified. I felt helpless. I fell back on the only thing I knew. That is prayer. I channeled my fear to my love of playing the piano. I played hymns for hours to comfort my soul with familiar tunes and words committed to memory years ago. I listened to Christian radio as the praise and worship songs were so uplifting. I continued to pray and look for comfort in my Heavenly Father. All the while, I knew this was only a small bump on the road of life.<br />
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The bible tells us in Philippians 4:6-7, "<i>Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.</i>"<br />
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It is amazing how scripture, underlined and studied at one time can once again provide such peace and comfort. I know some might read this and think, wow, she doesn't have a clue about my life, or the things I am dealing with. You are likely correct. But the truth is, we all have our struggles, or burdens to bear. Some are much more traumatic than others. Some things that are insignificant to some, are daily mountains climbed by others.<br />
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Other Autism moms, I am praying for you. I get it. I understand the struggle each and every day. I know the pain and hurt caused to the entire family and how dealing with the effects are sometimes mentally and physically exhausting. No parent ever wants to hear that they are a terrible parent, especially when they are doing everything they can, and your child is in the middle of a public place and has a complete meltdown. No parent wants to witness their child kick, bite and scream in the middle of Walmart because they didn't get the train they wanted, or better yet, because their shoe doesn't fit just right at the moment and they must take their shoes off and refuse to put the shoe back on. I have been told several times that my child is just terrible, and they can't be around him. I have been hurt more times than I can count by words others have used. Autism has no distinct look. A child with Autism has no clue about the world around them. They are clueless to social cues. They don't understand "the look." Impulses are almost impossible to control. Outburst can come at any time and are very unpredictable. Yet, inside is a child that just wants to be loved.<br />
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I am so thankful my prayers were answered and I got a call right before Meet the Teacher night saying that they had a para hired, that she has been working with other Autistic children and she is excited to work with Jacob. I met her, and she and Jacob had an instant rapport, he was excited about starting school and learning. I know God has a plan for this child, just like with all children. Remember, God is good, all the time!<br />
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If you are struggling and can't seem to find answers, turn it over to God in prayer. I know it sound cliche, but God hears us and answers our prayers.<br />
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Until next time, keep moving forward and making memories on this Journey we call life.<br />
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Sarah <br />
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Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-61573892799429017942014-06-30T15:57:00.001-05:002014-06-30T15:57:14.292-05:00Our Special Little ManOver the last year, we have noticed our Little Man was a little different. He is obsessed with trains, loves things in a meticulous order, is very finicky and ultimately does things on his own terms. However, he is super sweet, affectionate and most of all, loves his Mommy!<br />
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I have been guilty of comparing my two children. Then discounting the comparison when I think about the gender differences. I often made excuses that he was "just a boy." <br />
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When he started to Pre-K last year, it was obvious he was different from his peers. He knew all his letters, his numbers, how to add simple math, and even read a few words. What we didn't know was that all this had to be on his own terms, not someone else's. He has not been still long enough to practice coloring or writing his name. When we tried to work on writing his name or coloring in the lines, it became a battle of the wills. His teacher soon became frustrated with him, and would discipline him by sending him to the office for a spanking with the principal. Needless to say, this didn't work out very well, and he was experiencing severe anxiety about going to school. The principal would call daily and we had extensive visits about the lengths to which we were in fact disciplining our child. I would even make him redo his work in the evening and send it back for his teacher the next day. <br />
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After struggling with what to do, we made the decision to pull him out of the pre-K program and send him back to daycare where he was not having issues. His daycare teacher was willing to work on his terms to get the results she desired. We began the testing process last November, and have continued to try and find out why our child acted the way he does. We have been to our pediatrician, a psychiatrist, a cardiologist and then a neurologist. With all these visits, no one was willing to diagnose him with anything other than profound ADHD.<br />
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We even tried to get behavioral therapy, but no one was willing to work with us because we have private insurance. Who knew if you were not on Medicaid, you couldn't get the help your child needs. One provided did tell us that we could pay out of pocket, to the tune of $2,100 per month! Yes, you read that right. I had to make a decision that we are not going to take out huge loans to get therapy unless every other avenue was exhausted. I have felt like I failed him as a parent on more than one occasion. This was a huge blow, and it was frustrating to say the least.<br />
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Today, we finally had the appointment we have been so patiently waiting for. It took us nine months to get worked into her schedule, but I am so glad we waited. We went and met with Dr. Fuller, and she was amazing. She was patient, kind and it felt more like visiting with a girlfriend, rather than being grilled by condescending specialist. She evaluated our Little Man, and saw him for the rather awesome individual he is, rather than his quirkiness and short attention span. She saw him as a child that is dealing with the affects of a silent disorder know as Autism.<br />
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As a parent, it is difficult to imagine your child as anything less than perfect. We only want the best for our children, and it is very hard to hear that something is wrong. However, in a strange way, today I feel a sense of relief. A relief knowing that there is an explanation for his behavior that draws so many stares from strangers. That there really is a reason my son throws temper tantrums when he doesn't get to take his train to daycare. That there is a reason he hates to wear blue jeans. That there is a reason he knows every finite detail about trains, their tracks, cars and even the couplers that connect the train together. That I am not the poster child for a bad parent, but one that is just trying to get through each day.<br />
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As I reflect on the next steps, I a little overwhelmed. There are many therapies and treatments, and we are exploring which ones will be best for him. The biggest challenge will be to adhere to the dietary guidelines that might help him the most. The doctor has recommended he go on a gluten and dairy free diet. For a kiddo that loves milk and chicken nuggets, this might be challenging, but I am up for anything that will help him!<br />
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I will try and do better about sharing in this journey too, and hopefully I can help someone else along the way. If you see a Mom quickly pull Mr. Bad Spoon out of her purse, while they are visiting a restaurant, please don't be so quick to judge. Some days it is all I have... Even with the best structure and discipline, there are days that are challenging.<br />
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I know that this is a special journey I have been chosen for, and that God never gives us more than we can handle. Special children are given to special people, and as hard as it is today, I will chose to smile, love my babies, and enjoy every minute of the journey! I know that I have learned more from my Special Little Man than he will ever know.<br />
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Until next time, make every day a journey,<br />
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Sarah<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Playing at the gun show with his Zadie.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Puddles are meant to walk through, even if there is room to go around!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grass, Grass, I love fresh cut grass!!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My sweet babies. They have a special bond.</td></tr>
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<br />Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-35034846607952490582013-03-23T21:12:00.000-05:002013-03-23T21:12:24.719-05:00A Little Pirate's BirthdayToday, we celebrated Little Man's fourth birthday with an all out, old school pirate birthday party. I must say, Pickles and I had so much fun thinking of games, and trying to find indoor things to do. Here is a glimpse of our party...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Dad enjoying the party...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our last minute treasure chest. I filled it with candy and pirate patches, and well, it served it's purpose.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The birthday boy! In the background was a game I saw on Pinterest and made my own. Let's just say he loved the pirate ship!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The cake. This was really easy, and his face lit up when he realized what it was. The work was definitely worth it!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The best game ever! Balloon Ping Pong. All you need is two paper plates, two wooden sticks and a balloon. This entertained them all day!!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And more ping pong....</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And some more. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He loves fire! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He got them all in the first breath!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He loved his cake! We are still wound up! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aren't we cute pirates! Eye patches for all!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And another... Pickles needed in the picture.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And a tired little boy. I couldn't find him, and he was sound asleep on my closet floor. </td></tr>
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We all enjoyed celebrating the Little Man's birthday and pretending to be a pirate for a little while. I must say it is a bit lonely in a new town where you don't know anyone. I never dreamed we would have a party with just my Dad and our little family. Hopefully next year, he will have school friends that will want to celebrate too. Even though it was just us, we made the most of it and made some fun memories. Balloon ping pong just might be the next best party game ever!<br />
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Until next time, keep adventuring and looking for joy in the small details of life!<br />
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SarahSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-1996383568615754412013-03-18T11:41:00.000-05:002013-03-18T11:41:46.605-05:00My, My How Time Flies!!!It is amazing how fast time flies, especially when you are so busy you can't seem to keep up. Since I last posted, our lives have been turned upside down. So, I guess I will start at the beginning...<br />
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In August of 2012, I began teaching. I knew it was a rewarding career, but who knew it was so tough when you have three subjects and over 100 students. I was quickly overwhelmed with the planning, grading and general creation of lessons. I finally go the swing of it, and the next curve ball was thrown. Scott was laid off from his job, and then the circus really began.<br />
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By November, Scott had accepted a job in Oklahoma and we packed the family up and moved. Yes, you guessed it, right between the Christmas break for school. I finished up my semester in Mississippi, and soon accepted a teaching job in Oklahoma. I am teaching high school Ecology, Physical Science and Biology at Muskogee High School. I love it, and really enjoy enlightening our next generation about science, even if they are only partially interested.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A test one of my student's turned in. At least he was creative, and I got to laugh! </td></tr>
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So now, it is spring break and I have a million and one things on my to-do-list. Like the major one, organize and unpack our garage. It is amazing how much stuff you find out you have when you move! I never know we would still have boxes packed in the garage that have yet to be opened. My guess is we really don't need all that stuff! I know that there are lots of pictures and keepsakes in the boxes, and I guess I need to purge and reorganize. The house we are renting is different from our last, in the fact it is 70 years newer, and all our furniture won't fit! So, that is some of the stuff, and boxes, and boxes and boxes!<br />
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This past week, our little Man turned four! I can't imagine where the time has gone. He should still be a little tiny baby!!! He is all boy, and enjoys anything that has wheels, tracks or dirt!<br />
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Our sweet Pickles is growing up right before our eyes! She is turning into quite the young lady, and we are so proud of her! She has hit a bit of a rough patch adjusting to all things Oklahoma, but has gracefully made the transition begrudgingly. She really wants to go back to Mississippi anytime!<br />
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One of the greatest anomalies for us is the amount of Amish that live in our community. We seem to be fascinated by them, and their lifestyle. Pickles wishes that she could be Amish for a few days and see what it is like to live a simpler life. The odd thing is they all drive tractors! I am still amazed at the amount of tractors you see driving down the road. I guess in time, we too will get used to this. There is an Amish bakery in the next town, and I must say they bake the best sourdough bread ever! I refuse to stop because I know I will be the one eating it!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Walking out of Wal-Mart, this tractor was parked in the space next to me. Not sure I could lug all my groceries home in the little box on the 3-point hitch!</td></tr>
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While I am glad to be back closer to family and old friends, I really miss Mississippi. I miss our friends, our farm, our church and even our old house! Como was home for so long, and I am still in disbelief that we have moved away. I know that no matter where we roam, I will always have a piece of Mississippi in my heart. It is amazing how I use my Mississippi pottery now, more that ever and that it somehow makes things all better!<br />
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Until next time, that is a brief update, and I promise I will try and do better. I have some great new recipes I can't wait to share! Keep adventuring, and looking for the joy in life's simplest moments!<br />
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Love you all!<br />
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SarahSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-44054564742135233392012-06-13T09:30:00.001-05:002012-06-13T09:30:20.576-05:00Old Fashioned Popcorn...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My children love popcorn! They ask for it nearly every day. Target is know as the Popcorn Store to the Little Man because we must have a bag before we embark on any shopping adventure. Microwave popcorn has been a snack staple of our home for quite some time.<br />
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As I mentioned previously, we are trying to live a healthier lifestyle. In my quest to rid our home of artificial foods, I looked at the ingredients on microwave popcorn and nearly had a heart attack! It is full of junk! On our next grocery trip, I was promptly reminded that we needed "real" popcorn.<br />
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My first attempt at "real" popcorn was a flop. The kernels burned, but never popped. I was now more determined than ever master the art of popcorn. Here is what I learned...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Add a tablespoon of oil to large pan with a lid.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Heat oil and one kernel of popcorn over medium high heat with the lid on.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wait for the kernel to pop. It is now time to add your butter and popcorn.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Let it melt and sizzle...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And sizzle a little more.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Now it is time to add your popcorn. I used about 1/3 of a cup.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Swirl it around and get all the butter and oil on the kernels.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Replace the lid and gently shake the pan until the corn begins to pop!<br /> </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Before you know it, the pan will be full of light and fluffy popcorn! </td></tr>
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I know to some this looks like a lot of trouble to make a bowl of popcorn, but I promise, one bite and you won't go back to the microwave. It is delightful, fresh and best of all not laden with icky stuff that is bad for you!<br />
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Until next time, keep adventuring and looking for joy in the small details of life!<br />
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SarahSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-87830281055799533852012-05-30T15:00:00.000-05:002012-05-30T15:00:02.829-05:00Summer is here! My take on Squash ChipsI can't believe we are already through Memorial Day, and that means summer is in full swing. We are really enjoying the fun activities of summer and the children are loving spending time at the swimming pool. Mommy on the other hand, still has some winter pounds I would like to shed. I am trying to eat healthy and make sure that I eat only whole foods that are low in fat and calories. <br />
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Since it is summer, squash is in season. It is very versatile and easy to prepare. I tried to make squash chips, and thought they would be a fabulous snack poolside. Well, I confess to you my friends, the first batch was an epic fail! Yes, I admit, I have flops too. Needless to say, I sliced the squash too thin on my mandolin and they stuck to the pan, and even pulled the nonstick finish off one. Let's just say the pan and the squash chips are in the garbage!<br />
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My second attempt was much more successful, and are very tasty. I won't lie, they are not potato chips, but they are a delicious alternative.<br />
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So, here is my take on squash chips. Remember, squash has lots of water, and they shrink up. I can only get two big pans in my oven, but that's OK, because it is enough for me and me only!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I sliced my squash on a mandolin, so be careful, it will slice fingers too. These were too thin, but the next thicker plate was perfect!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Place the squash on a single layer on a parchment or Silpat lined baking sheet. sprinkle with Kosher salt and pepper. Or better yet, be creative and try different spices. I think basil and rosemary might be the next batch. Bake at 325 degrees until crispy and lightly golden. Mine took about three and a half hours.</td></tr>
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I hope you enjoy these as much as I did. Just remember, they shrink up and don't make as many as you think they will. <br />
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Until next time, keep adventuring and looking for joy in the small details of life!<br />
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SarahSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-91823433527713463802012-04-08T15:52:00.001-05:002012-04-08T15:52:18.706-05:00Easter PicturesEvery year, since Pickles was born, with the exception of one, we have taken pictures in front of the white azaleas at my Mother-in-Law's house. This year, the azaleas bloomed early, and I knew I was going to miss them. Well, lucky for me, we were able to make it for pictures, and I was worried I wouldn't have a good one. Between Pickle's mommy henning, and The Little Man's curiosity, I really thought I would lose my mind!<br />
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Just for the record, I think a few reprimands were in order, but no one was hurt taking these photos!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He was fascinated by the statue!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They really love each other!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I can't decide if he is thinking, or thinking about digging in his nose!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sweet babies!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My rotten boy, about to escape of the back of the bench!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He is telling her something very important. I think it had to do with trains and choo choo's!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hunting Easter eggs with the statue!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Are we finished yet?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">His favorite statue! Love this rotten boy!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The light of my life! Love these two!</td></tr>
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I might have one to work with, and if I decide I need to take another, I guess there is always tomorrow!<br />
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Until next time, I hope you had a very blessed Easter, and are savoring the small joys of life!<br />
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SarahSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-1494165982743502392012-03-26T11:27:00.002-05:002012-03-26T11:27:55.721-05:00Time Flies!I don't know where the last month has gone, but I am sorry for not posting. OK, I do know. To catch everyone up, I decided to go back to school to get my teaching certificate. Since our Little Man will start 3K this year, I thought it appropriate to do something while they are at school. I am excited about the opportunity, and have five (5) weeks left! It is so different when you go back to school as a parent. I am stressed if I don't make a 100% on everything! Where was this motivation when I was an undergrad? <br />
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Well, I am briefly caught up, and thought I would get you caught up on all the other things going on in our world. Spring is here, and we have planted our corn garden. Yes, you read that right, we have an entire garden planted to corn. I counted as I was planting seeds, and I think there are 557. If all of this corn makes, we will definitely have corn coming out of our ears! Bada bing... So friends, here is your invite, when it gets ripe, please help take some off of my hands!<br />
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Our tomatoes were late getting started, but they are up and have their first set of leaves. Hopefully they will grow fast, and we can get the other garden planted. Everything will be at the farm this year, and Scott is getting ready to till it up. He has a new toy, a 7 foot tiller, so it will giant! I can't wait to enjoy all of this fresh produce!<br />
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I have started an entire little greenhouse full of herbs. I can't wait to share some little plants with my friends, and have my herb garden fully stocked. I am thinking about an entire hedge of rosemary, so hopefully we can get this house sold and find a new house and my rosemary dream can become a reality!<br />
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Today, I went out to burn our burn pile with all the sticks we have picked up in the backyard, and I came across this pumpkin from last fall. We grew pumpkins and they were all over the front porch. When it came time to clean them up, I just threw them on the burn pile. I hoped they would burn, or compost. I thought this was really cool when I saw this little plant emerging from the cracked shell. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So, I saw this little sprout in the hull of a charred pumpkin...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I broke away the shell, only to reveal there are lots of little sprouts.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is just awesome to me. It is amazing how life can continue even after being charred. </td></tr>
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So, I now have a dilemma whether or not to transplant these little pumpkins, or to just see what happens. If I transplant them now, we will have pumpkins around July. I guess that is not a bad thing as I can puree it and can it for later use. Just a thought. <br />
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Just as life can grow out of a charred pumpkin, there are no feats we can't accomplish when God is on our side. Just a little motivation for the morning.<br />
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I hope you all have a fabulous day and enjoy nature around you!<br />
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Until next time, keep adventuring and looking for joy in the small details of life!<br />
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SarahSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-19437627648307227302012-02-26T20:50:00.001-06:002012-02-26T20:50:02.143-06:00Another BirthdayToday, Scott celebrated another birthday! He was not quite the excited birthday boy... he has the stomach flu! Not exactly the best way to spend your special day. Then to top it off, he went to the farm to check on the cows, and the bull was dead! Yea, you read that right. A pretty rotten birthday if I say so myself. The one request he had was for vanilla cupcakes. Since everything else was bad, I thought we had to pull through on this one. I let Pickles make them, and today, well they were from a Confetti Mix. You guessed it, she made them all by herself. She did a great job, and had fun in the process. At least that was a win!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Peck, peck yum!</td></tr>
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OK my friends, I am officially back on the bandwagon. I will get this weight off if it kills me!!! I am counting points and back to tracking everything that goes in my mouth. I must say, when you count up every little thing I am amazed at how fast my points go. I know the first week is always the hardest, and I am determined to make it! Tonight I even went and exercised because I am hungry and wanted a few more points for dinner. I know, pathetic! However, when all was said and done, I didn't even need those activity points and they are banked for another day! Yea Me!!!<br />
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My weakness is dessert. I love all things sweet, and I really needed a little pick-me-up. Scott's birthday is tomorrow, and he was asking for vanilla cake. I know if I make them I will eat one, so I was on a mission to create a low-point cupcake. I found a recipe that was very intriguing and made it my own to suit my personal taste. The original was on the Biggest Loser website, and it is close, but I think mine is better. <br />
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This cupcake is a little more complicated than some, but when you consider it is only 1 point without frosting, it is well worth the little bit of extra effort. Think angel food cake on vanilla steroids. Not exactly spongy like Angel Food, but similar. Let's get this straight... it is not the great buttery cake I like to make, but definitely a great dessert when you are worried about calories or fat. Because of the lift you achieve with the egg whites, I am almost positive you could make this with Gluten Free Flour and have great results if you are on a gluten free diet.<br />
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If you are really feeling adventurous, go ahead and make a strawberry short cake with it. It would be divine!<br />
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So, here is the recipe...<br />
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5 egg whites<br />
1/3 cup sugar<br />
1/3 cup vanilla fat-free Greek yogurt<br />
1 teaspoon vanilla<br />
1/2 cup flour<br />
1 teaspoon baking powder<br />
1/4 teaspoon salt<br />
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Beat egg whites in a super clean bowl of a stand mixer using the whisk attachment until foamy. Slowly add sugar while the mixer is running and continue beating until semi-firm peaks form. See photo for illustration. Add yogurt and vanilla and gently fold into egg white mixture. <br />
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In a small bowl combine flour, baking powder and salt. Mix well. Fold flour mixture into egg white mixture until combined. Be careful not to overmix the batter. <br />
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Evenly divide into 12 muffin tins that have been lined with paper baking cups. Bake at 325 degrees for 15 to 20 minutes until lightly browned and the spring back when touched lightly. <br />
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Allow to cool on a wire rack and dust with powdered sugar before serving.<br />
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I hope you enjoy this recipe and hopefully I will be inspired to make more delicious foods that are in agreement with my new lifestyle. I am open to any ideas you might have, and I will try and help you on your journey too. I have found in my weight loss journey, planning and being prepared are the only way to succeed. I am going to do this, and you can too!<br />
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Until next time, keep adventuring and looking for joy in the small details of life!<br />
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Sarah<br />
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<br /></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-38597350882556524332012-02-20T20:57:00.001-06:002012-02-20T20:57:21.262-06:00Mommy Daughter Day = PerfectionToday, Pickles was out of school, and we decided we would make this a Mommy Daughter Day. I let her choose what she wanted to do, and we did just that.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After a brief stop at Starbucks, we are ready to tackle the Memphis Zoo!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We finally made it on a day when the white tiger was on display!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pickles just a posing.<br /><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Learning to read a map and plotting out next destination.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I share this because it kept grossing me out. This was in the aquarium, and these little worms were everywhere. The lizard looking creatures kept eating them... Maybe it was feeding time and I just wasn't aware.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Must love a candid snapshot captured by Pickles!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Must love the eggs...The only time she wanted her picture taken. Just for the record.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">LeLe hanging out in the window. The pandas are so neat, but they were pretty lazy today.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After the zoo, we enjoyed a fabulous sushi lunch. Pickles tried my tuna roll and was an instant fan. So, after the mall, and Whole Foods, we stopped off at Ben and Jerry's to have a little ice cream and play some checkers...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A very happy girl with her silky new pajamas. What a fabulous day we shared! I can't wait to do it again!!!</td></tr>
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I hope you enjoyed our adventure today. We had a great time, and the best part was the time we spent talking and bonding. It is amazing how much she understands and observes without being prompted. I know we will make time to do this much more often!<br />
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Until next time, keep adventuring and looking for joy in the small details of life!<br />
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SarahSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-66706366464346924472012-02-18T20:57:00.000-06:002012-02-18T20:58:01.020-06:00Who is Polly? She sure knew how to make pie!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We'll call this comfort in a cup... Peach Polly Pie!</td></tr>
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Today has been one of those days that Pickles just can't wrap her head around. Everyone we know has two sets of Grandparents and they get to spend lots and lots of time with them. It makes me sad that she longs for that which she can't have.<br />
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She cherished the time she spent with both Scott's Mom, and my Mom. She loved Nana (my Mom) and loved to do all kinds of fun things with her. She still talks about the things that they did. <br />
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Since MawMaw (Scott's Mom) became ill, she doesn't really know that she has grandchildren. Some days she loves them, and other days, they never existed. It makes me sad, because we never know what the day will hold, and even sadder because some of my most cherished memories are with my grandparents.<br />
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Scott's Dad has recently began dating a very sweet lady, and Pickles is so excited that she will have a "Grandmother" figure once again. They stopped by this afternoon, and she has been daydreaming about all the things they can do together. She can't wait to spend some time playing with Angel. It is amazing how much it touched her that Angel was interested in the little things that she was doing. Today, it was making potholders with a loom. <br />
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The weaving of potholders jolts my memory back to summers in the Ozark Mountains of Arkansas with my Grandparents. I remember my Grammy teaching me to sew. I think I was about five and we were making clothes for Barbie. We sat on the floor and cut out scraps of cloth and sewed them together with a needle and thread, because she said I wasn't ready to use a sewing machine. I still can feel her thimble on my finger as she took precious time to entertain me! Another time she saved all of her magazines just for me so I could go through them and pull out all of the perfume adds and smell like a cosmetic counter at the department store. I still don't really care for frosting after she allowed me and my sister to "learn" to decorate cakes with an entire batch on the patio. We had waxed paper on the tables and tried our best decorating. She never said we couldn't sample our creations, and we both ended up with the worst stomach ache. No explanation was necessary to Grammy, she already knew why we skipped out on supper! Oh the fun I had with Grammy! <br />
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So, today has been a challenge trying to explain that she has many special friends and that she is loved by many people that consider her one of their Grandchildren. I would give anything for her to have more time with my Mom, and all they fun stuff they could have come up with!<br />
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In memory of my Mom, I made Polly Pie tonight. I am not sure who Polly was, but she was a wonderful cook. I think that Polly was a neighbor and she made this lovely cobbler and shared the recipe with my family. This cobbler was Mom's go to dessert when she needed something tasty but didn't have much time to invest in her dessert. I love this easy and elegant dessert, and the possibilities as vast as your imagination. Tonight we are having peach, but any fruit works great. I think my favorites are blueberry, blackberry and apple. I encourage you to try your very best hand at Polly Pie!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My peaches I put up this summer... Don't they look beautiful! Just put them in a little casserole dish.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sprinkle with a little cinnamon and nutmeg.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In another bowl mix flour, sugar, and salt...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">add a beaten egg...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">stir until it is crumbly...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">pour it right over the fruit...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Melt one stick of butter and pour it over...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ready for the oven...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Delicious and ready to eat!!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Heaven in a cup... Add a little ice cream if you are so inclined...</td></tr>
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Polly Pie<br />
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2 bags frozen peaches (you can use 2 large cans too... just pour the juice and all in the pan)<br />
1/2 cup sugar<br />
1 teaspoon cinnamon<br />
1/2 teaspoon nutmeg<br />
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1 cup flour<br />
1 cup sugar<br />
1 teaspoon salt<br />
1 egg, beaten<br />
1 stick butter<br />
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Place peaches in a baking dish. Sprinkle sugar, cinnamon and nutmeg over the top. Mix together flour, remaining sugar, salt and egg until resembles coarse meal. Sprinkle over fruit. Melt butter and pour over the top. Place in a 350 degree oven and bake for about an hour or until golden brown.<br />
<br />Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-55943065335827487252012-02-16T09:42:00.000-06:002012-02-16T09:42:33.445-06:00Valentines + Cookies = Huge Success!Since I am the wanna-be over-achiever Mom, I some how was in charge of her class party. Not a big issue, but you have to coordinate with the other Mom's and throw something together I let Pickle's help me with our party planning, since she was the reason for my involvement. She doesn't eat cake, and really doesn't eat cookies, but her friends helped her with their thoughts. She did request chocolate covered strawberries, and they were added to our party as well. <br />
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I am not a big fan of Valentine's day, but it is fun for the kiddos to have a reason to overload on sugar and an excuse for a party.<br />
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What says Happy Valentines Day better than the little message candies? I think a sugar cookie! For Pickle's school Valentine's Day party, I thought sugar cookies with little messages would be just the perfect treat.
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Cookies go over much better than cupcakes, and I think it is because they are easy to eat. <br />
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The cookies were a huge hit, and I even had a few left over. I took it upon myself to eat them so that I could make sure and tell you just how great these were! Now, next week we will be back to the diet friendly foods...<br />
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I hope that you had a wonderful Valentine's day! I know my children loved all the sugar!!!<br />
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So, let me share with you the recipe I use to make just the perfect cookie. I have been holding on to this recipe for a few years. A friend shared it with me, and it is supposedly the recipe the Cookie Bouquet uses for their fanciful creations. I promise you won't be disappointed, and the little kick of Kosher salt is a pleasant surprise!<br />
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If you want to make a bouquet, here is a sample photo of one I made for Pickle's class when she was student of the week. You would know it would have to be ultra girly!!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Student of the week bouquet...</td></tr>
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And because I am a dork, I have a few pictures for you... Not showing every step, but the important ones...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I really measured... since I wasn't making a bouquet, I rolled them to 3/8 inch. They were really thick cookies.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Using a basic buttercream frosting, I pipe a border around my cookies, and then "flood" them with a thinned down version to get the beautiful smooth finish.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I add corn syrup and half and half to my buttercream frosting to thin it down and then it "floods" the cookies. I wish I could give you exact amounts, but it varies every time based on the humidity. FYI, it is the secret to get the icing smooth... I learned the hard way. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Perfectly thinned icing. It should run, but still have some texture.</td></tr>
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Sugar Cookies<br />
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3 cups all-purpose flour<br />
1 teaspoon baking powder<br />
2 sticks unsalted butter, softened<br />
1 cup sugar<br />
1 large egg<br />
1 teaspoon vanilla extract<br />
1/4 teaspoon almond extract<br />
1/2 teaspoon Kosher salt<br />
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Mix together flour and baking powder. In a large mixing bowl, beat the butter and sugar until light and fluffy. Stir in the egg, salt and both extracts. Mix well.<br />
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Slowly add flour mixture, 1 cup at a time. Mix until well incorporated. The dough might look a little dry, that is OK, and form together to a disc. Wrap in plastic wrap and refrigerate for at least 1 hour.<br />
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Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Roll the dough onto a lightly floured surface to approximately 5/8 inch thick. Cut the cookies into desired shapes. Place the cut cookie carefully on a parchment lined cookie sheet. If you want to make a bouquet, insert a lollipop stick into the cookie.<br />
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Bake for 8 to 10 minutes, or until the edges just begin to turn light golden brown in color. Remove the cookies from the oven and allow to cool for 5 minutes. Transfer to a wire rack and allow to finish cooling.<br />
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Basic Buttercream Frosting<br />
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1 stick butter, softened<br />
1 bag of powdered sugar (2 lbs.)<br />
1 1/2 teaspoon vanilla<br />
1/4 teaspoon almond extract<br />
Half and Half (about 1/2 cup) but it varies. <br />
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Cream butter with an electric mixer until smooth and fluffy. Add powdered sugar, vanilla and almond extracts. Mix well. Start adding cream, a little at at time. Continue mixing. If you frosting is too thick, add a little more cream. Be careful as you can quickly add too much and you will have runny frosting...<br />
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<br />Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-51196354224806084812012-02-02T13:32:00.001-06:002012-02-02T13:32:49.557-06:00A Tonsil Tale...Two weeks ago, our Little Man had to have his tonsils removed. I know this is routine for many, however this Mommy was not prepared for what was in store for us. Pickles had hers removed at five, and it was a land of Popsicles and ice cream. I didn't really think about the fact the Little Man rarely eats ice cream, and likes Popsicle only when it is hot outside. <br />
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So, to bring you up to speed, he has been sick for quite some time. I was leaning toward a GI problem only to be reassured that his tonsils can cause all the symptoms I jotted down. He had been sick since the early fall, and nothing seemed to be helping. Round after round of antibiotics didn't do the trick. Miss one dose, and we were right back where we started from.<br />
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The morning of surgery, I was very nervous. Besides the fact that he was going under anesthesia, he was feeling great. He tried to climb over the glass wall in the hospital, which is on the second floor looking into the lobby on the first floor. The staff thought I was crazy, and that he wasn't really sick. As I chased him through the hospital, I was wondering if maybe he was miraculously healed, and didn't need this procedure after all.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Before surgery... Playing and having fun.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">His first Popsicle...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not really liking the Popsicle...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The only time he spoke in the hospital, "My frowt huts." Poor baby1</td></tr>
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So, after surgery, we spoke with the Doctor who proceeded to tell us just how enlarged his tonsils were, and that his adenoids were even worse. He reassured me that is was not a joke. The poor baby couldn't breath through his nose. So, now I am feeling better about having the surgery. Then, we got to see him and help wake him up.<br />
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This was a whole new ballgame. He didn't come out from anesthesia very well. He fought, tried to pull out his iv, tried to jump out of the bed, kicked, flailed and grabbed everything in sight. The nurse was so glad to see us, because his super human strength was almost more than she could handle. He only wanted Mommy, and that wasn't really good enough!<br />
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After a long night. Make that a very long night in the hospital, where the lights in our room kept coming on voluntarily, the Little Man wouldn't eat or drink, and no wet diapers, but we were able to leave the hospital the next morning regardless. The doctor again reassured me that once in his own environment, he would eat and drink again. I had enough foresight to grab some french fries, and food for Mommy, and we came home. I just knew he would rest. Wrong. He went to eating his french fries, and before I knew it, he was eating everything he could get his hands on! I guess after two months living on milk, he was hungry. This hunger lasted about 24 hours, and now we are back to our picky self.<br />
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This week, he went back to school and was so excited to see his teachers and his friends, but most importantly have someone to play with. Praise the Lord, we haven't had any GI issues since the surgery, and I am so very grateful. He is a completely different child when he feels good!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My sweet baby feels so much better!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He's back to his mischievous self!</td></tr>
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Thanks for all your prayers and concerns during this time. I am thankful there was a solution for his problem! I am thankful for the moments when he wanted to snuggle, and watch a movie, and I am thankful for a great surgeon who took special care of our precious baby boy. Now, on to potty training!<br />
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Until next time, keep adventuring and looking for joy in the small details of life!<br />
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Sarah<br />
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<br />Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-4258637824956919472012-01-17T10:47:00.001-06:002012-01-17T10:47:53.491-06:00A Fresh Face to a Family LaughingstockIn all families there is one period in time that seems to keep presenting itself. Usually this said moment of time is when something happened that was either so funny or so embarrassing that it just can't die. In our family, the one thing that comes up time and again happened to be when Grandma played a trick with the potatoes.<br />
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I don't know about in your family, but in ours, mashed potatoes are a staple of every holiday meal. Everyone loves them, and especially when they are served with gravy. Quite a few years back, my Grandma was given a big bunch of turnips. Trying to be resourceful, she boiled them and served them like mashed potatoes. The bad part was, she didn't tell anyone. I don't know about you, but turnips have a distinctly different flavor than potatoes. Just so happened, the newest member to marry into our family was the official taste tester. Amy had a big serving of the "mashed potatoes" loaded up with giblet gravy, and had just sat down to enjoy her meal. I don't remember much else, but the "potatoes" flew across the room, and Grandma had her feelings her that no one liked the turnips!<br />
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Fast forward to yesterday... My friend sent Scott with a bag full of turnips. All I can think about is the ones flying through the air at Grandma and Grandpa's. But, in pursuit of culinary diversity, I decided I would try and reinvent the turnip. I keep reading about roasted root vegetables and how they are so delicious and turnips and parsnips keep appearing. I decided I had nothing to lose, so I made a balsamic roasted turnip. Much to my surprise, they were delicious! The best part, if you are on Weight Watchers, they are very low in points!!!<br />
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So, here is how I made a lowly root vegetable delicious!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Line a pan with foil and spray with non-stick cooking spray.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Peel and dice turnips into bite size chunks. Place in a zip top bag.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Add some salt and pepper... I used about a teaspoon of kosher salt, and quite a bit of black pepper.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In a small jar, add olive oil, spicy mustard, balsamic vinegar, rice wine vinegar and garlic. Shake well.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pour over the turnips. Close the bag, and toss until all are coated.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Spread in a single layer, and place in a 450 degree oven.<br /> </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Roast until they turn a happy golden brown. I think this was about 30 to 35 minutes.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Add a little fresh parsley and serve. I promise they were delicious!</td></tr>
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Here is the recipe:<br />
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Balsamic Roasted Turnips<br />
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2 large turnips, peeled and diced<br />
1 teaspoon Kosher salt<br />
1 teaspoon black pepper<br />
1 tablespoon olive oil<br />
1 tablespoon balsamic vinegar<br />
1 tablespoon rice wine vinegar<br />
1 teaspoon spicy mustard<br />
1 clove of garlic, minced<br />
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Cover a baking pan with foil and spray with nonstick cooking spray.<br />
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Place turnips in a zip top bag. Add salt and pepper. In a small jar, mix olive oil, vinegars, mustard and garlic. Add lid and shake well. Pour over turnips and zip the bag. Shake well to coat evenly.<br />
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Spread on a prepared pan in a single layer. Bake for 30 to 35 minutes in a 450 degree oven. Garnish with a little fresh chopped parsley if desired.<br />
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If you happen to be following the Weight Watcher plan, these would be 3 Points+.<br />
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Enjoy!<br />
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Until next time, keep adventuring and looking for joy in the small details of life!<br />
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SarahSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-48668820483903420862012-01-15T19:38:00.002-06:002012-01-15T19:39:05.515-06:00A Long AbsenceOh, how I have missed you my friends! I have tried to blog a few times, and simply either was too tired to write, or had something major distracting my thoughts. I guess this absence has made me realize how much I love to keep up with our daily life. It is this life that keeps me distracted.<br />
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I know I have shared with you that our Little Man has been sick. You see, he takes after his Mommy, and has had tonsillitis since October. You read that right, he has been on round after round of antibiotics, and nothing has cleared him up. The poor little guy will act like he is fine one minute, and then laying around the next. We will finish a round of antibiotics, and then within a day, we are back to worse than before. Our doctor tried to lower the dose, but it gets progressively worse.<br />
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The good news is, Thursday they are coming out! We have waited too long for this, and he needs to feel better!!! I am nervous about anesthesia, but I know he will be in the most capable hands, and we will be back to his old self soon!<br />
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The other distractions are long overdue. You see, we put our home on the market, and have been finishing all the projects that have been on the list for a while. It looks great, and has been a long two weeks. We had contractors here all last week, but the mess was worth the effort. I am not sure how, but they make painting look easy! I have to paint a little trim in the bathrooms, and we will be finished!<br />
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The newest addition to our family has adapted quite well! Sweet Sugar Lily has developed an affinity to socks. She only wants to play with the ones that are on your feet! Regardless of the bite marks we all have, we love her so much, and can't remember our lives without her. She is the best little dog, and even tolerates Pickles toting her around under her arm.<br />
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I wish my camera would have been handy last night, Sugar Lily got the Little Man's nuggy (blanket) and was dragging it through the house. He was on the other end trying to get it from her. Let's just say the Little Man won! He has now hidden Nug and won't let anyone touch it!<br />
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Well, hopefully that gets you up to speed a little on our Binford life. I will try and blog more often and share some new recipes that will be reflective of my New Year Eating Plan!<br />
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Until next time, keep adventuring and looking for joy in the small details of life!<br />
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SarahSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-74831479940734762982011-12-26T21:01:00.000-06:002011-12-26T21:01:18.580-06:00A Binford Family ChristmasI don't know where the last few weeks have gone, but Christmas came and is now a thing of the past. We enjoyed several celebrations with the Binford family, and as always, there were many laughs.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meet the newest addition to the Binford Family... Sugar Lily Binford.</td></tr>
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The highlight of the holiday was the arrival of Sugar Lily Binford. She was dropped off by Santa, and she has melted the hearts of us all. She is a tiny Maltese, and only weighs about a pound. Hopefully she will grow to be a whopping 4 to 5 pounds.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Talking to Santa...her annual phone call. He said he had a white puppy on his sleigh!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So, her face was priceless when she realized it was something alive. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And then a mad dash to see what it was.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She kept saying, "I think it is a dream!"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Little Man didn't know what to think.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They both kept checking her out.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I think she was scared to open her kennel... Scott finally took her out.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She was so happy!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Poor puppy!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And even more love!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I think Daddy loves her too! He said she doesn't even have puppy breath!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our happy little Pickle. She had to share with Daddy...</td></tr>
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So, regardless of her other presents, all she cared about was Sugar Lily. The Little Man on the other hand was feeling so bad...he didn't care about anything other than Mommy!<br />
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One of the traditions we adopted after my Mom died was to have matching Christmas pajamas. I made sure we all had white long sleeve t-shirts and made pajama pants for everyone. Reference the above picture...Scott didn't participate until I threw a fit, and he changed before our friend's joined us for breakfast. I failed to get a picture, the Little Man had to be changed, so again, we didn't match. Oh, well. We have next year!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Little Man played with his new tool bench for a minute...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Then it was back to the couch and Nuggie.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is the coolest gift Pickles received. Alison and Annabelle our next door neighbors and the best babysitters ever, knitted an entire wardrobe for Pickle's American Girl dolls. This picture doesn't do it justice, but I want to put these up instead of letting her play with them. They said they have worked on these since summer. What an awesome gift!!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And they knitted stocking caps for both children.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And Annabelle crocheted these animal for the Little Man. I think they like our children, just a little bit!</td></tr>
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So, even though we didn't get to see my family, we had a wonderful Christmas. We enjoyed Christmas Eve communion and Christmas morning worship at church and celebrated the true meaning for the occasion. The birth of our Savior, Jesus Christ. I am so thankful he was born on Christmas Day!<br />
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To me, this was one of the best Christmases ever! The sheer joy on Pickles face was priceless. And just for the record, she has yet to let the puppy be at peace.<br />
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I hope you and your family had a very Merry Christmas! <br />
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Until next time, keep adventuring and looking for joy in the small details of life!<br />
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Sarah<br />
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<br />Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-58565662392357724382011-12-14T19:47:00.001-06:002011-12-14T19:47:59.842-06:00Christmas JoyToday, I am going to be quick and share with you a little Christmas Joy. I have been so overly busy and stretched to the max, that I haven't even penned a few words to you in quite some time.<br />
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As many know, our Little Man is sick yet again with tonsillitis. I know this is not the end of the world, but he has been really bad this time. We are getting our tonsils out soon, but not soon enough. I hate when he is sick, but really hate it this time of year. His difficulty and craziness level is multiplied by 20. Now add codeine to this, and we are into literally everything.<br />
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In the midst of this, we are also having work done on our house. So, combine all the Christmas festivities, a sick child and an upside down home, and right now my life is chaos!<br />
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Tonight has been one of those nights when I would like a restart button. I picked him up for school a lethargic little lifeless man. He was pitiful! That is to say the least. We got home, another dose of Motrin and we are ready to eat. He ate merely half a hot dog and a handful of Goldfish, and he is now destroying as much as he can faster than I can keep up! I don't know where his energy come from, but now I dread giving him the cough medicine. Thank you Lord that he if feeling better. I will gladly clean up behind him!<br />
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On the upside, I wanted to share our Christmas pictures with you. OK, I should say the children's pictures. And I know you will ask, I did make their outfits, and I know my sister will disapprove!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My sweet babies!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We told Santa all that we wanted!<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Little Man even checked to make sure his beard was real!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sweet Girl!</td></tr>
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And since I was feeling overwhelmed with all that is going on, I impulse purchased Jim Brickman's "All is Calm" album tonight, and it is perfect. This entire CD is full of relaxing Christmas carols! I love it!<br />
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During this busy time, we have been reminded of the Magic of Christmas in several different ways. Our little Pickle and her friends made blankets and delivered them to the Children's hospital in Memphis. It is very humbling to put it into perspective for them that everyone is not healthy and spending the Holidays at home with their family.<br />
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Another magical moment was when we were caroling with our church. The pure joy on the faces we sang to was touching. Especially an older man who is wheelchair bound. He opened the door just so Pickles could sing directly to him. She was so moved that her song and voice meant so much to him, and that he found her singing so special. She now wants to go and take him a special gift and make sure he has a very Merry Christmas! That my friends is what it is all about! It didn't cost us anything, and I promise you couldn't have put a price on her gift of song.<br />
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I sincerely hope that you and your family are celebrating all the joy that is to be had during this Christmas season, and remember that Jesus is the reason for Christmas!<br />
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Until next time, keep adventuring and looking for joy in the small details of life!<br />
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SarahSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-78342867459556150622011-12-07T08:53:00.001-06:002011-12-07T09:21:24.533-06:00Sweet and Spicy PecansI have a love affair with pecans. There, it is out in the open and everyone can now be in the know. It started when I was a small child, and still continues today. I can remember picking through shelled pecans with my Mom, and eating as many as I put in the keep bowl. I was so excited this year when the pecans started dropping in my backyard. You see, we haven't had enough pecans to pick up for the last few years. This year, the ground is covered.<br />
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I was a little sneaky enlisting help picking up these precious pecans. I got Pickles in on the action. At first it was just fun, and then she decided she too likes them, and the next thing you know, we have successfully picked up 39 pounds of pecans. I took them to the local feed store, and they cracked these precious gems for us, and lets just say it was worth every penny.<br />
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I am surprised at how expensive pecans are in the store. I purchased some when we were in Oklahoma for Thanksgiving, and they are much more than almonds or walnuts. Regardless, I always choose pecans. I love pecans to eat raw, toasted, toasted in a salad, spiced and toasted in a salad... a little to Forrest Gumpish, but you get the idea. Last night I made the first batch of Sweet and Spicy Pecans for this season. I think that I will have to make a few more batches if I am going to have any to give. They are so delicious, almost like the nut stand in the middle of the fair where you can smell the aroma on the other side of the fairgrounds... My house still smells great, and I guess I will have to make another batch to share with my friends!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My jar of Sweet and Spicy pecans... A great gift for pecan lovers like me!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Whisk egg white until it is foamy and no liquid remains...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is my whipped egg white...don't you love the soft peaks?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gently add your pecans. I place mine to one side so they don't deflate my egg white.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gently toss to coat making sure that all pecans are evenly coated with egg white. Remember this is the glue that keeps your spices and sugar attached to the pecans.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Add the sugar and spice mixture and toss again until evenly coated. </td></tr>
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Sweet and Spicy Pecans<br />
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1 pound pecans (about 4 cups)<br />
1 egg white<br />
3/4 cup sugar<br />
1 tablespoon spice mix<br />
1/2 teaspoon Kosher Salt<br />
Dash of Cayenne Pepper<br />
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In a small bowl, combine sugar, spice mix, salt and pepper. Set aside. In a large bowl, beat egg white with a wire whisk until foamy and no liquid remains. Add pecans and gently toss until evenly coated.<br />
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Pour sugar mixture over the coated pecans and gently toss again until they are all evenly coated. Place pecans in a single layer on a 15 x 10 jelly roll pan that is lined with parchment paper. <br />
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Bake at 275 degrees for about an hour, stirring every 15 minutes. Remove from oven and spread in a single layer on waxed paper and allow to cool. Store in an airtight container.<br />
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If you aren't a big pecan fan, try substituting almonds or even walnuts. I promise, you won't be disappointed!<br />
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Spice Mix<br />
2 tablespoons light brown sugar<br />
2 tablespoons ground cinnamon<br />
4 teaspoons dried ground ginger<br />
1 teaspoon ground nutmeg<br />
1/2 teaspoon ground cloves<br />
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Combine all spices in a small bowl. Store in an airtight container.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-48400448457277056422011-12-05T16:06:00.001-06:002011-12-05T16:21:45.018-06:00A Quick DipAfter college, I met this older lady in Texas that made the best dip in the world. I worked with her daughter and she made if for the office one day. I was in awe. I didn't know anyone could beat the little packet of Hidden Valley Ranch powder that you mix with sour cream! Boy, oh boy was I in shock. I asked my co-worker if she would please get me the recipe. I am pleased to say that she did, and it is still in my recipe box.<br />
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Over the years this dip has evolved a little, but is still pretty much the same. I am sure that many out there make this dip, or have had it, and only looked for the recipe. The title is really simple...Dill Dip. You guessed it, it contains dried dill! My children love this dip, and will eat carrots, celery, broccoli or any other veggie dipped in it. It is even good on baked potatoes in place of sour cream. I hope you enjoy this as much as we do.<br />
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Dill Dip Mix<br />
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1 tablespoon dried onions<br />
1 teaspoon Beau Monde Seasoning<br />
1 teaspoon parsley<br />
1 teaspoon dill weed<br />
1/2 teaspoon garlic salt<br />
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Layer ingredients in a small jar. To make Dill Dip, mix with 1 cup mayonnaise and 1 cup sour cream. Stir well and allow to refrigerate for about an hour before serving. Enjoy!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-86027937472761887742011-12-03T15:26:00.001-06:002011-12-03T15:56:35.698-06:00Spiced Mocha...Perfect for a cold night!This has been a wonderful Saturday! This morning, I took my two little ones, on sick and one obsessed with picking up pecans to help Scott haul hay. We successfully moved all the hay we needed to in about an hour and a half. It was a miracle that The Little Man never once climbed out of his car seat! He was content just riding along watching the tractor. Guess he is sicker than I thought!<br />
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Pickles on the other hand, with bucket in tow, couldn't be bothered opening gates, as it infringed on her time picking up pecans. I am so thankful I have a helper now. She decided she loves to eat them, and better pick them up before the squirrels and chickens eat them all.<br />
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Today was a beautiful December day here in Mississippi. This was the perfect day to do any outside activities. I should have gotten my outside Christmas decorations put up, but they will be there another day. We enjoyed playing on the farm and "checking out" our new baby...<br />
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As I continue giving ideas from the kitchen, today I share Spiced Mocha Mix. This easy to make mix is so delicious. I typically don't like instant coffee or mixes, but this one is super special. I used a good quality instant coffee. There are some cheaper, but not for this coffee snob. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Portion into little jars...these are left over baby food jars.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">To enjoy, mix 3 tablespoons with 6 ounces of boiling water... Delicious!</td></tr>
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Spiced Mocha Mix<br />
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1/2 cup instant coffee<br />
1 1/2 cup powdered creamer<br />
1/2 cup cocoa powder<br />
1 cup sugar<br />
1 teaspoon cinnamon<br />
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Mix all ingredients well. Place in an air tight container. To use, mix 3 tablespoons with 6 ounces of boiling water. Use within 6 months.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-60103571972400225402011-12-01T21:09:00.001-06:002011-12-01T21:32:29.675-06:00Sugar Scrub...The Perfect Gift!The Holiday season can be stressful, to say the least. It seems that we seem to over schedule in every area this time of year. Sure, the party's, cookie swaps, get together's and family time are fun, but then we try and make sure every gift is perfect and that we try to please everyone. It all adds up to major stress, especially when our budgets get stretched thin.<br />
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Today on the Rachael Ray show, she was talking with Mario Batali. I have always thought he was not only a great chef, but a really cool guy. He was asked what the perfect hostess gift would be and his answer was, "Anything homemade." He said he would like jams, jelly or even a jar of Dilly Beans. The gift is not meant to be expensive, or even served at the party, but just as a gift of gratitude to show your hostess that you appreciate their hospitality.<br />
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Tonight, I wanted to share something that is perfect for any hostess. It is a sugar and olive oil scrub. Yes, you read that right, it is not a food item, but rather a spa gift. I don't know of a woman alive that doesn't like to pamper herself on occasion, and if a man will admit to it, they would love this too! It is super simple to make, and so easy, even your kids can make it without supervision. That is, if you are brave. There are no exact recipes, only guidelines. <br />
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Pair this with a small candle, a loofah, or even a nice lotion, and you have the perfect gift for anyone. Make an extra one for yourself, I promise you will love it!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Two little gifts for two special people.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is all you need... Raw Sugar, Olive Oil, Essential Oil, and a clean jar.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fill jar 2/3 full with sugar.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Add olive oil to bottom of threads on jar.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A few drops of essential oil...this is lavender.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Give it a stir, and you are in business.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Put your lid on, and you are good to go. Now to decorate the jar.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cut a small square of fabric, about 3 inches bigger than the diameter of the lid. Secure the fabric to the jar with a rubber band. It took me a while to figure this one out! Slow learner...I know.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tie with ribbon and remove the rubber band. It's that easy. Now you have a wonderful little gift.</td></tr>
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This took all of about five minutes from start to finish. I promise anyone can make this! <br />
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Again, I hope you enjoy the ideas from the kitchen...<br />
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Until next time, keep adventuring and looking for joy in the small details of life!<br />
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SarahSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11442013835458346215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585088057508429105.post-37632406007997408792011-11-30T11:23:00.001-06:002011-11-30T12:27:22.654-06:00Hot Chocolate Mix...Another Gift from the KitchenWhen it is cold outside, who doesn't love a nice warm cup of chocolate? OK, I might know a few, like my sister-in-law who detests chocolate altogether, but she is the exception, and for that we will forgive her and love her anyway. I personally love hot chocolate, and the mix you stir up in your kitchen is perfect for a little happy. If you are like me, there are so many Christmas gifts to give. This little gift is perfect for a small token of your Christmas love.<br />
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I have given this gift in several different ways. A jar full of mix, decorated with a fabric square on the top in a basket with a mug and either cookies or candy. As a single portion in a small plastic bag nestled inside the mug with a ribbon tied to the handle, or with an assortment of other drink mixes. The only limit is your imagination. This is is a great gift to give when you need multiple gifts and don't want to spend a fortune!<br />
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I found Christmas mugs at the local department store for less than $1. Some of the craft stores had them also, and they were really cute and on sale 50% off. Can't beat that! If you want something a little more, Williams Sonoma had some really cute hot chocolate sets with a frother and mugs, and that would make a great gift with a jar of hot chocolate mix. I am curious to hear about what you come up with.<br />
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This is about as easy as it comes, so get the children involved and have fun. That is what Christmas is all about. Let the children give this as a gift they made and took ownership of. I promise, the reward will be priceless!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Place the sifter in the bowl before adding any ingredients...trust me on this one!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Add your powdered milk...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...sugar and cocoa</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And a little salt.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And start sifting...see the cocoa already peaking through!<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sift until all you are left with is pieces too big to fit through the sifter. Discard this.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My mountain of hot chocolate mix...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stir until evenly combined...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It is now ready to package!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I placed 3 tablespoons in a little bag and tied it up with a ribbon. On a label, I wrote the directions for mixing it up!</td></tr>
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Hot Chocolate Mix<br />
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3 cups powdered milk<br />
3/4 cup sugar<br />
1/2 cup cocoa powder<br />
1/2 teaspoon salt<br />
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Sift the ingredients into a large bowl. Package the mix into airtight containers, or individual plastic bags.<br />
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To make Hot Chocolate:<br />
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4 tablespoons Hot Chocolate Mix<br />
1 cup boiling water<br />
Marshmallows or whipped cream (optional)<br />
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Place Hot Chocolate Mix into a mug. Pour in the water. Stir until mix is dissolved. Garnish with marshmallows or whipped cream or both! If you feel like the barista at Starbucks, drizzle a little chocolate syrup on the whipped cream for the coffee house touch!<br />
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I hope you enjoy. My Mom made gifts like this every Christmas, and it is fun to make these with my children.<br />
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Until next time, keep adventuring and looking for joy in the small details of life!<br />
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