Sunday, October 31, 2010

Confession

I love Halloween!

I hope everyone had a great weekend, mine was BUSY with lots of fun events! Whew, I am exhausted!

Cutesy Words

I dislike the term "besties" in regard to best friend. I don't use the term best friend either, I have friends. I don't rank them. This may be my issue. I know I have odd hang ups. :)

I also dislike "preggers" and "preggo" for pregnant.

I really dislike "potty" and never use that word. In my preschool class you use the restroom.

I may just dislike cutesy words.

The Girls


Our family has "The Girls". Josh told friends of ours when they had a second daughter, they will forever be "The Girls".

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Teachers

Who was your favorite teacher?

Third Grade--Miss Canepa showed extra attention to a shy little girl, who didn't care much about school work.

High School--Mr. Whitener had patience with a talkative high schooler, who didn't excel in French, but tried really hard.

College--Dr. Pratt took the time to listen to my questions, whether or not he had the answers to them or not

Thursday, October 21, 2010

State of the Union

I don't think we would be better off if Obama had lost.

I don't think the current President has had much to do with our current economy. I know he will be blamed for it, but I think this situation was brewing long ago.

I do think voting is important, so vote and use your voice.

Exercise

I am lazy, I admit.

I have logged in at least two miles for 10 of the last 11 days.

Gotta get back in the groove...

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Smells that's for Sure

I have a very strong sense of smell. This can at times drive my husband crazy. For some reason, my house smelled bad when I arrived home from work this afternoon. I have laundry going, the dishwasher is running, and the garbage is taken out. I hope I have remedied the situation. YUCK!

Monday, October 18, 2010

Linda Sue Adams of North Little Rock, Arkansas

I made your apple tea bread yesterday. It is wonderful, no surprise. Your recipes never seem to fail. Oh and I made your jambalaya for friends over the weekend--good enough to make me forget about that horrible Razorback loss to Auburn for a few minutes.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Pink Feather

Today Claire earned a pink feather at an Indian Princess meeting. Somehow in a strange course of events, it flew out the window. She arrived home in tears. We had very little time, Delaney needed to be at church for practice. I took her to the street where she lost it. We pulled over and walked around looking. A few minutes later, a car stopped. A man asked, "Are you looking for a pink feather?" Startled, I said yes. He gave me Claire's feather. He said he thought that must be what we were looking for. He has seen it a ways up the road. He stopped, picked it up, turned around, and gave it to us. After he gave it to us, he turned around and went on his way. How many of us would do this for a stranger--for a pink feather?

One thing about this man, he had a little girl with him. I assume his daughter. He probably would want someone to help him if his daughter had lost something, even as minor as a pink feather.

Thank you to the man who saved the day by finding Claire's pink feather.

The Food You Leave Behind

I was reading a cookbook I picked up at a thrift store. The recipes don't seem to be what I am looking for, but in reading about the recipes I was inspired. One of the contributors mentioned that in her family part of the legacy they leave behind are their recipes. Her grandmother's cookies, great grandma's pie crust, there were the examples she listed.

This reminded me of my recipes. I often make "my mom's party mix". I had just made a huge batch a few days prior to reading about this woman's family recipes. I think of my mom and my father's mom when I make our taco sauce. It is strange and sort of unusual, turmeric isn't an every day sort of spice to be included in an old recipe made from trial and error two generations ago in Southwest Missouri. I have two recipes for brisket, my mom's and my mother in law's. They are similar, but not quite the same.

What food memories does your family leave behind?

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Confessions of a Lackluster Student

Homework gets the best of me. I have crazy expectations for my girls. I know they are bright girls, I expect them to be amazing. 89% doesn't cut it, did you see that I just said? That is ridiculous. Why am I so much of an ogre about grades? My own parents weren't that way. I don't recall a single mention of my lackluster elementary school grades.

Oh yes, I was a terrible students until about 5th grade. I had no interest at all. I scribbled down answers so I could move on to the next thing. If one person turned their work in, I would quickly finish up too.

Even given their flawed genetics from my side, my girls work hard and show great interest in school. I hate that I am such a nag about an 89%. I sometimes fear they will take after me and my lazy Elementary habits. Sure, they can have my sense of humor or my knack at conversation--but I want for them to have their Daddy's grades.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Christmas is Here, Well Sort of

I love Fall, it is perhaps my favorite season. I say perhaps, because I like when each season comes. I enjoy living where we have four seasons, although admittedly, our winters tend to be mild.

Fall brings romantic notions of beautiful falling leaving, brisk walks outdoors, and snuggling under a pile of blankets. I love pumpkins and apple cider and the traditional fall tastes they bring. I love Halloween, even though it seems to be frowned upon by more and more churches. I love the simple joy of trick or treating and seeing the children in their fun costumes. I have a special love for The Great Pumpkin.

Fall seems to usher us into The Holidays--Halloween leads into Thanksgiving, which brings us to Christmas. Of course, Christmas to me is a whole Month. In the chaos of December, all the plans and my two girls have birthdays. I may be a fit frenzied, but I love the Celebrating and FUN of Christmas. I like the bright gaudy colors, the mixture of old sentimental ornaments and new favorites. I never will claim a perfectly decorated home for the holidays, but I have a home full of treasured memories. Some of these memories are triggered by objects, but many more are remembered in the baking, writing cards, wrapping gifts, the songs we sing. I am sure Josh will bring out the Christmas music in a few weeks.

I feel the coolness in the air today, it brings me fond memories of Autumns past and an anticipation of the future.