tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83824501873761290932024-03-05T00:14:15.741-05:00moonpie in the skyRandom and not-so-random ramblings about life on the East coast of Florida, USADanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.comBlogger125125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-58423540091292735962011-05-22T19:24:00.002-04:002011-05-22T19:33:42.162-04:00...but the years are short.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*sigh* A milestone has come and gone in our lives. My oldest, Will, has graduated from high school!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">First there was the Baccalaureate ceremony on May 13th. It was wonderful! Will gave the welcome...</div><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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</tbody></table>My parents and sister arrived on Wednesday to attend the graduation ceremony on Thursday and prepare for the big party on Friday night!<br />
Graduation Day!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Will singing their class song, "Lean on Me"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hey look! It's Will and Megan!</td></tr>
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</tbody></table> It was a real LOVE IN let me tell ya. My boy was gettin' the lovin' from every girl he passed! Tee Hee!<br />
Had to drag him away from the ladies to get the family pics!<br />
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So on to the party the next evening. I was expecting about 70 people. I told Will to make sure he invited his friends whose families didn't get an invitation in the mail. Well, he put it on Facebook..Need I say more? Yes...because he didn't tell me he did. We ran out of little rolls for the ham and by the end of the night the mega pack of cups I bought at Sam's Club were GONE! Geez, I bet there were 125 people here. It was GREAT! <br />
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The days are long, but the years are short. *sigh* If we are lucky, this is true. If this is the plan God has for us, I will take it. I feel lucky. I feel blessed. I feel happy. I feel that transition coming...This is livin' isn't it? Yep.Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-79926080631876816072011-05-11T10:12:00.003-04:002011-05-22T14:52:45.678-04:00The days are long but ...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBJWbBYjw0-isIvjDZlY1pFc9BLLr_6BfNE08Njgox7F5T0eHoVDHpuQXy4av86EGvxGxgudbkRrQzUy3n25Ca8EOe4IUPaK4C7O-TAKoo9wv4p3Y52CS4UI9jVTmG9erkaciTMaH7oS0/s1600/jeep.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBJWbBYjw0-isIvjDZlY1pFc9BLLr_6BfNE08Njgox7F5T0eHoVDHpuQXy4av86EGvxGxgudbkRrQzUy3n25Ca8EOe4IUPaK4C7O-TAKoo9wv4p3Y52CS4UI9jVTmG9erkaciTMaH7oS0/s320/jeep.jpg" width="231" /></a></div>You know, yesterday my friend Dani took this photo. I mean yesterday if the days were actually 13 years long. I am not ready for his graduation. Then again I wasn't ready for his birth either and THAT came 5 weeks ahead of schedule. It's not that I am not a planner. It's not that I don't want him to grow up. It's just...hmm.<br />
We had visited his chosen college's campus 2 weekends ago. We saw the dorm rooms (resorts, I tell you) and the Engineering buildings, the student union. As he and I were walking back to the car, he said, "Mom, are you going to be alright?" Well, yea until he asked THAT!! *sniff* "Of course, I'll be alright," I said bravely--you know in that mom way. "Dad and I are sooo proud of you! This is such an exciting time in your life, but you have to realize that it is the first BIG transition for our family. We are all going to have to adjust. So if there are *sniffs* and *watery eyes*, it is just the transition happening and we are just trying to adjust as fast as we can." I say too much. "OK" he says with a half smile. My little boy. My angel. My adult man. Ok. This makes my throat tight. That transition is bearing down, isn't it?<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVeN4XpynedWTFaz1_wWLwORshRtRcwai0jjbdELukdulTeNIlik8Fb5b7qiPa1xMtRlzVsO9NbpAiCCxsbvshbd2MqM6WrRe60Ji1-uL_DVCrCTtmi7Uu3xMQdUx_XmSyibq_jHo859Q/s1600/WillGradPortraits00012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVeN4XpynedWTFaz1_wWLwORshRtRcwai0jjbdELukdulTeNIlik8Fb5b7qiPa1xMtRlzVsO9NbpAiCCxsbvshbd2MqM6WrRe60Ji1-uL_DVCrCTtmi7Uu3xMQdUx_XmSyibq_jHo859Q/s320/WillGradPortraits00012.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-18807255971467229412011-02-28T12:00:00.005-05:002011-03-07T12:02:39.448-05:00Ride 'em!!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9LeEaOXwfqBylSZTrlxVsXMyUBdmq_zecCFzl8WeMwFiFlmjLldSjVMI6zPlXAnW2cQcTVF8seFapudJMwZeaZekDWKx25wGwHEiZDsQ_oN2X13Eb4Fb6RFKXA9ythNEtSZOQOdCCK80/s1600/IMG_5372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9LeEaOXwfqBylSZTrlxVsXMyUBdmq_zecCFzl8WeMwFiFlmjLldSjVMI6zPlXAnW2cQcTVF8seFapudJMwZeaZekDWKx25wGwHEiZDsQ_oN2X13Eb4Fb6RFKXA9ythNEtSZOQOdCCK80/s320/IMG_5372.JPG" width="320" /></a>I am such a raccoon. If it sparkles, I love it. I really keep it reined in though. No pun intended since I just got back from the Silver Spurs Rodeo in Kissimmee, FL. There were sparkley things there too. Like these jeans...Yea I took that pic when she wasn't lookin'. I did ask her where she bought them though! Don't know where I would wear jeans with shiny wings on the butt...But, I liked them. There were Rodeo Queens with crowns and some chaps...not enough as far as I was concerned...of the chaps that is. I digress...Here are some shots of the bucking and snorting and racing and roping! Fun! Fun! I want to do this too!!!<br />
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</tbody></table>We really had fun! Didn't even wear my boots :( Next time...with my angel wing jeans! Tee Hee!Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-25251860261695383712011-02-27T15:47:00.001-05:002011-03-07T12:03:42.468-05:00The Big Apple Circus...NYC styleI have ALWAYS loved the circus. My grandparents used to take me to Barnum and Bailey in Little Rock, Arkansas. Of course, I wanted to be on the trapeze and wear the sparkley outfits and be caught as I flipped through the air while the audience gasped! Alright, I'm back now. I really wanted the sparkley outfits. I even tried to convince my family that we HAD to travel over to Venice,FL and go to trapeze school for the day! How much fun would THAT be?? Apparently not enough to warrant the 3 hour trip. I can usually convince them, though. Like I did for the Silver Spurs rodeo last weekend! ANYWHO...I bought tickets for <a href="http://www.bigapplecircus.org/">The Big Apple Circus</a> the night before the Macy's Parade. We had been watching <a href="http://www.pbs.org/opb/circus/big-apple-circus/">"Circus" on PBS</a> and it featured the behind the scenes lives of people in the Big Apple Circus, so we felt like we knew them! It was GREAT! I wish we had been down at ringside, but LORDY the $$$ for those seats were "cost prohibitive" to say the least. I still managed to have a wonderful time as did the family!<br />
Here is "Grandma"! I love him. Such a nice guy and again...felt like I knew him already!<br />
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But this was the act that floored me....<br />
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OK THEN there were these girls...when they piled on top of each other, I couldn't tell where one began and the other ended!<br />
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So that was GREAT! Here is a pic of the boys in front of the Lincoln Center fountain after the show...<br />
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</tbody></table>What a great time we had! The boys loved it and were telling the pizza team about it the next day! I fell asleep dreaming of sparkley outfits and being 20 lbs lighter. When I swing from that trapeze in Venice, FL. I will post the picture, people. Better start lifting wts....like my butt off of this chair and finding a sparkley outfit in black...with Spanks.Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-60695770318709610452011-01-08T20:46:00.030-05:002011-03-07T12:09:33.420-05:00Catch up, Macy's and Nutella Banana WontonsWell, Christmas came AND went. What was I doing? I'll tell you what I wasn't doing...blogging. No good excuses. Really. Kids, family, shopping for presents, cleaning the house, working. You know, what all of the OTHER bloggers were doing AND blogging. I do have pics to prove I wasn't just sitting on my thumb. I know you want the proof so you can go on with your lives. Your lives are on hold and all because I haven't blogged. Well, I am here to set ya'll free.<br />
I recovered all of my dining room chairs and Milo loves them.<br />
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My 47th birthday came (Praise God!) and went without a hitch! My sweet nephew, McKennon was in Florida on a Duke Divinity School recruiting trip and came to Indialantic to see us! We all went out to the Yellow Dog Cafe on the Indian River for a FABULOUS dinner and dessert! Love my birthday...every year of it!<br />
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Will and Sam performed for Celebrate Brevard! fundraiser. That was fun! Great food!<br />
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<div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGVgMic14BOYWNmD49jfWXNvz-miHeDfG0I_jxGlhae740h4BMK0ay6ChJx8jrMjr6La_Do2gEYgTXNB5O3MGC5Qtau20WTKRfgUCKPbGm5oVVseR3ftc139LbnGOnInksXIVxAEiHDNw/s1600/yoyo+012.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560288555161883506" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGVgMic14BOYWNmD49jfWXNvz-miHeDfG0I_jxGlhae740h4BMK0ay6ChJx8jrMjr6La_Do2gEYgTXNB5O3MGC5Qtau20WTKRfgUCKPbGm5oVVseR3ftc139LbnGOnInksXIVxAEiHDNw/s400/yoyo+012.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px;" /></a>I loved this sculpture at the contest site. The Pelican was metal and the nest was re-bar. So creative!<br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">So we traveled back to Indialantic on Sunday and packed to leave for New York City the next day because we were going to be in the MACY'S THANKSGIVING DAY PARADE on Thanksgiving day with the <a href="http://www.uspizzateam.com/">United States Pizza Team</a>! Wow! We had an amazing trip. I have wanted to be in that parade for my entire life. I was just walking with the team while they showed all the skill :) But I had perfected my wave in the Arkansas County Fair Parade in the 80's, people. Windshield wiper wave...slowly back and forth, back and forth. Here's the blurry photo and then I'll move right on...<br />
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<div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4VpBYPfqHiU_HYP-vwu9Y49qzFY4FPQgWuShTyvOYbXwe819lyqTsW6BynDURw88J43qNPwQYXTyjHU1tTlom9L1vO2yMsNpHO7mRAXVCkfbLd5aTxi_D5t7CDhnhMcvjsuH_lAPGuv4/s1600/MissARcountyparade.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560299934819116930" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4VpBYPfqHiU_HYP-vwu9Y49qzFY4FPQgWuShTyvOYbXwe819lyqTsW6BynDURw88J43qNPwQYXTyjHU1tTlom9L1vO2yMsNpHO7mRAXVCkfbLd5aTxi_D5t7CDhnhMcvjsuH_lAPGuv4/s400/MissARcountyparade.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 299px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>No blue sequins or '80's hair for the Macy's Parade...thank God for that.<br />
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The team practiced in Central Park in preparation for marching in formation along the parade route. No simple task, but we had absolutely GORGEOUS weather!<br />
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Then the street was cleared in front of Macy's and the team practiced on the star for the cameras!<br />
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More practice the day before Thanksgiving on a tennis court in Central Park...<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3scd1gUQe5N1uhzfum54BfZGIfimN6CdYFdNEqtg3Q5KUCLzVFHEuHZWmtXmXSCfKA8HH62M7Xhq-8y8frZuKBdn1vv_JRgohftX7jPwzjqr0cKyKqX_FIT1TDybzZEmfyo36qofANcM/s1600/Macy%2527s+Parade.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560299934297074178" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3scd1gUQe5N1uhzfum54BfZGIfimN6CdYFdNEqtg3Q5KUCLzVFHEuHZWmtXmXSCfKA8HH62M7Xhq-8y8frZuKBdn1vv_JRgohftX7jPwzjqr0cKyKqX_FIT1TDybzZEmfyo36qofANcM/s400/Macy%2527s+Parade.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 215px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 161px;" /></a>There we are! Long shot pic! There I am in the lower right hand corner with my arm up waving to the camera that I didn't know was there while the team spun their hearts out with <a href="http://throwdough.com/">Throw Dough</a>! We had a great crowd response and had the most amazing day!!<br />
I will write a post only on the parade and include our trip to the <a href="http://www.bigapplecircus.org/tickets/about/index.aspx">Big Apple Circus</a>...<br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">After flying back on Friday, my friend Ann asked me to photograph her family for Christmas card. Her daughter, Tori was in from college and would be leaving the next day. I was so happy to do it! What a fun family!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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There was the Barnes and Noble West Shore night and the improv troupe, Scared Scriptless, performed...<br />
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And my work's holiday party...<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Failed Christmas card photo shoot...very windy on the Indian River Lagoon!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0iNfJoCGMbE5_kM5EjD9p94v1iKldp_bNhPlgtlMAE3Yo0BkLhyphenhyphenwg72xBRCKC9HJ_62ylYsEmW-goz-ue1jiZadS4lOoVxt4dJ7uAAoyjSmeHKNTuTCq-KE5Dzd0S6WmaxqTXTquzXTI/s1600/037.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560307940124080914" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0iNfJoCGMbE5_kM5EjD9p94v1iKldp_bNhPlgtlMAE3Yo0BkLhyphenhyphenwg72xBRCKC9HJ_62ylYsEmW-goz-ue1jiZadS4lOoVxt4dJ7uAAoyjSmeHKNTuTCq-KE5Dzd0S6WmaxqTXTquzXTI/s400/037.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>Sam's One Act Competition for middle school</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioKVaoM9FFsjh8NxuJsH1V3ibu4ZQvsBJQ6j73-vZmac93qqsGFtUNi8iPEIGw7ugkl76ePGA2FTPfxfnPuHlmjBvs0fciAYDACIpOFf3KYBP0vIZP0tX9wUCQZXwev6R51FlS1RTlSwk/s1600/089.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560307944032555762" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioKVaoM9FFsjh8NxuJsH1V3ibu4ZQvsBJQ6j73-vZmac93qqsGFtUNi8iPEIGw7ugkl76ePGA2FTPfxfnPuHlmjBvs0fciAYDACIpOFf3KYBP0vIZP0tX9wUCQZXwev6R51FlS1RTlSwk/s400/089.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>The Melbourne Light parade! Hi Tracey! Love the Toy Story Etch-a-Sketch!!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguMLr-IXQi40OSC9mwJF2G_ebD4o-cH2d-65YIwfNCNTtKscUC48LQtTk_BvWOpzJTQv0ZnyVTzFFtqGfPBbX6eIwxfuIuYJSmyOsAmM8x8QEh_fiEq0CyGGxjkeLpJNMRj3w2PxxfIfI/s1600/115.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560310667282605202" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguMLr-IXQi40OSC9mwJF2G_ebD4o-cH2d-65YIwfNCNTtKscUC48LQtTk_BvWOpzJTQv0ZnyVTzFFtqGfPBbX6eIwxfuIuYJSmyOsAmM8x8QEh_fiEq0CyGGxjkeLpJNMRj3w2PxxfIfI/s400/115.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>A "Going Away" party at school...Have a great time in Italy, McKenzie!<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">A cookie exchange party at Ann's with her sister in law Holly!<br />
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</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqMtUKXfiPQrat3JfPxfoAsfzAVAJQr3fpsRkmNN-EJEYfUMu4jznPLxE6VehSroOki9yH5d7LEUzU2cdGtsV18_P7DjiIgGH71NpgF_JayH6DNWWIySyXD5mdonr8Qis7Qixmmt-SFlE/s1600/221.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560313407320521954" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqMtUKXfiPQrat3JfPxfoAsfzAVAJQr3fpsRkmNN-EJEYfUMu4jznPLxE6VehSroOki9yH5d7LEUzU2cdGtsV18_P7DjiIgGH71NpgF_JayH6DNWWIySyXD5mdonr8Qis7Qixmmt-SFlE/s400/221.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px;" /></a>Cookie decorating party at my house, which actually turned into teenagers just hanging out and one helping me make Nutella Banana Wontons!!! YUM!<br />
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<div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtjpoPj-nYPwulqGVzQ_JfXyomF4teQkzzrYMnlQ-q7iLklY6BqTh5v5cFCWpWKa38a8Km-nhfGi3NSPFiOiJQizr7igPduVCl8TvbkgrLJUatTreeQRu-mF8WWRTGWBOoFJTov3toIUo/s1600/181.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560313833890933122" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtjpoPj-nYPwulqGVzQ_JfXyomF4teQkzzrYMnlQ-q7iLklY6BqTh5v5cFCWpWKa38a8Km-nhfGi3NSPFiOiJQizr7igPduVCl8TvbkgrLJUatTreeQRu-mF8WWRTGWBOoFJTov3toIUo/s400/181.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO67OnIqmnaF4VHpcYSfBEWtFO9CUFoNGg5dzs7HKiE3y6boegigLGvP2vSS0WTk4S6SaGe62kkyiFJynMyYYkjK82c4GunFTv8TQAkAUGLP8dQZcjm75s9zmdWWLk_2shaw-b96LUapU/s1600/183.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560315356096569682" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO67OnIqmnaF4VHpcYSfBEWtFO9CUFoNGg5dzs7HKiE3y6boegigLGvP2vSS0WTk4S6SaGe62kkyiFJynMyYYkjK82c4GunFTv8TQAkAUGLP8dQZcjm75s9zmdWWLk_2shaw-b96LUapU/s400/183.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>My dogs take advantage when it's cold. They feel they were doing Mike, Louise and Caroline a BIIIIIIG favor, I'm sure.<br />
These are the <a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/tasty-kitchen-blog/2010/08/a-tasty-recipe-nutella-and-banana-wontons/">Nutella Banana Wontons</a> in progress...added a thin slice of marshmallow and there ya go. They were gone in a whip stitch. I hear that's really fast.<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQyFQEAu02nsC8X0GdGs5vg2tRGQ9fhr7kjEw2-Gd89icaLotHjal7mzCzTz3fkYvWhdn1Aj-QfbLCv98ejDXdmblUreajKlQKpdt5OJOFwyIXgXqDFhNKee0t8OiU1MBbbnqvAwcG-Ng/s1600/180.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560315350881452802" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQyFQEAu02nsC8X0GdGs5vg2tRGQ9fhr7kjEw2-Gd89icaLotHjal7mzCzTz3fkYvWhdn1Aj-QfbLCv98ejDXdmblUreajKlQKpdt5OJOFwyIXgXqDFhNKee0t8OiU1MBbbnqvAwcG-Ng/s400/180.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>Christmas arrived and so did my sweet parents. My mom made me promise not to post pictures of them. OK, but they we were all so cute in our matching pajamas on Christmas morning! The boys loved it! So did I.<br />
Tail enjoying his spot in front of the tree...<br />
<div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWVo669uQv8K9zINbRNEzyprEbBkvr6es6zpHS1gBz0SmM1_xLuTT8iRSzy898ouVDQftzVJ79prHFYL4zLr_QyLeOs_h0xhOEsDlhWa35ghqm5D1vv4oEy9OuYKa_SoIlVWM8RFZbajo/s1600/223.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560317582667570994" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWVo669uQv8K9zINbRNEzyprEbBkvr6es6zpHS1gBz0SmM1_xLuTT8iRSzy898ouVDQftzVJ79prHFYL4zLr_QyLeOs_h0xhOEsDlhWa35ghqm5D1vv4oEy9OuYKa_SoIlVWM8RFZbajo/s400/223.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px;" /></a></div>Sam getting his high powered sling shot at the same time Ralphie is opening his BB gun on TV!<br />
<div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo41rgdyC6YMdDYeo1MBxhHw9IxJO5__aGq_m7kaQbe5P6qOnQaPWfbiDaoh3egNhyt7N-jKmu72o5FSQXzsvwVy2Ulwc9hwP53bZcUZCtqi2ZpMmzXyJAGFZVg_yMUIlvo5ohP48iwfo/s1600/245.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560317591782826786" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo41rgdyC6YMdDYeo1MBxhHw9IxJO5__aGq_m7kaQbe5P6qOnQaPWfbiDaoh3egNhyt7N-jKmu72o5FSQXzsvwVy2Ulwc9hwP53bZcUZCtqi2ZpMmzXyJAGFZVg_yMUIlvo5ohP48iwfo/s400/245.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>No, we didn't have it on the entire time. OK we DID, but the volume was turned down. We are fans. There.<br />
So, that's what I've been up to. We are now in the middle of putting up crown moulding in the house. Man, it looks good. Man, my house is in dire need. Graduation from high school is coming soon and you know what THAT means. Right...hurry and get the house projects completed before the money gets sucked into the college system.<br />
Love and Blessings for a happy and HEALTHY New Year to all around the world.<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo41rgdyC6YMdDYeo1MBxhHw9IxJO5__aGq_m7kaQbe5P6qOnQaPWfbiDaoh3egNhyt7N-jKmu72o5FSQXzsvwVy2Ulwc9hwP53bZcUZCtqi2ZpMmzXyJAGFZVg_yMUIlvo5ohP48iwfo/s1600/245.JPG"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></a></div></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4VpBYPfqHiU_HYP-vwu9Y49qzFY4FPQgWuShTyvOYbXwe819lyqTsW6BynDURw88J43qNPwQYXTyjHU1tTlom9L1vO2yMsNpHO7mRAXVCkfbLd5aTxi_D5t7CDhnhMcvjsuH_lAPGuv4/s1600/MissARcountyparade.jpg"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-29876810242388779002010-10-31T15:35:00.021-05:002010-10-31T21:21:56.429-05:00The Most Wonderful Time of the Year....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTAj-vliZli51cfrxeXe2UJZn-pPSvV-_f7UjUfgs3_R9yQBvgHhZDZ7ikEzuda90Ktl4ceCuid3SUuhwdjiC33IiyYLJMKa9sCHOqRPxAqJ7x6WnDdkbTovF-W2lfJZsQtxrckUG4Yd8/s1600/029.JPG"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuLiomm9Q9uOaeiqWg1Zd6mkiAxvkSxmvZpuk2VnK97HOqhqTK3wKQiu4gikxrcg0_FgSjyGb0A45QgG9TBeIP4KvLYjVde0Ws43yvvHqm8qwYEIriGPpgmWf7iC0I9M0UYYKKn99aPEo/s1600/053.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuLiomm9Q9uOaeiqWg1Zd6mkiAxvkSxmvZpuk2VnK97HOqhqTK3wKQiu4gikxrcg0_FgSjyGb0A45QgG9TBeIP4KvLYjVde0Ws43yvvHqm8qwYEIriGPpgmWf7iC0I9M0UYYKKn99aPEo/s400/053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534372491192217586" border="0" /></a><br />...is not Christmas, but Halloween! Not sure why, though. Maybe because of the decorating and the CANDY. Yep. That's why. Every year I say to myself, "October 1st I am putting up all of my Halloween decorations", and every year I am frantically decorating the DAY OF my Pumpkin Carving Party. This year that would be Friday. I now have 3 whole days to enjoy my decorations before I take them down and pack them up. *Sigh* I have BIG plans, people. I just need to start earlier. I should have become a nurse practitioner...would have needed to start earlier than now. But then, when would I have time for these decorations. God knows what He is doing. But I digress...<br />Here are some of my Halloween decorations. I try to add to them every year. Not big on the scary, horror, creepy. Do like the gross though. Apparently so does my mom. She sent me this recipe for Fish Eye Punch that in turn sent me on an odyssey for tapioca pearls. That's right. Thanks to my friend Joyce who knew just where to find them. Health food grocery.<br /><br />I just wish they would have floated! That's red colored Karo syrup dripping down the sides!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkqHDxqitP4b_EvIg7Q_oPAKdHjmzxHcciBFMxEZd-XIz6isY0tlb4TY3Dp_QP4nFgkh3qy3gPFSh-UMnZkD8uKOMSvsiCBlvcuS7BNmRwfOHYsOvYvJKcg8mvoST292v7kUe1kaOX7cE/s1600/039.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkqHDxqitP4b_EvIg7Q_oPAKdHjmzxHcciBFMxEZd-XIz6isY0tlb4TY3Dp_QP4nFgkh3qy3gPFSh-UMnZkD8uKOMSvsiCBlvcuS7BNmRwfOHYsOvYvJKcg8mvoST292v7kUe1kaOX7cE/s400/039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534314356520306370" border="0" /></a>This is me a' la Audrey Hepburn Breakfast at Tiffany's...with a Ginger Ale can, crumpled napkin, Skull wine glass and no rose. I think that's a spot of black spray paint on my arm. Hopelessly classy.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig_XVgRamGCDG0eGULEJxlyVLJ4w_gmvvHYpMSJctK6roNvRx-Ox3MyB4Xlxni890cuqfn_85ESaJPqHfIS75bTg6lvWdSgrOTy3_gsGCWb4oXXT2dK-Do6eP4EoIiEYNdXfFWaLesQzk/s1600/024.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig_XVgRamGCDG0eGULEJxlyVLJ4w_gmvvHYpMSJctK6roNvRx-Ox3MyB4Xlxni890cuqfn_85ESaJPqHfIS75bTg6lvWdSgrOTy3_gsGCWb4oXXT2dK-Do6eP4EoIiEYNdXfFWaLesQzk/s400/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534318051205606290" border="0" /></a>Anywho...onward.<br />Front porch decorations<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQyhNaJkCEFAxKXoRqU1nn_tNeaio20c9a8a5AC2r-qWN7l5aBOUXZAOh4avRrLKGFvUognFF2hYHEReLdObi2wuxP_3-CHS12MmaUPSwKyeqhBvIprVv_YPG5qPzarEL6DF5YgU5P1Xo/s1600/049.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQyhNaJkCEFAxKXoRqU1nn_tNeaio20c9a8a5AC2r-qWN7l5aBOUXZAOh4avRrLKGFvUognFF2hYHEReLdObi2wuxP_3-CHS12MmaUPSwKyeqhBvIprVv_YPG5qPzarEL6DF5YgU5P1Xo/s400/049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534321348081718114" border="0" /></a>Fraidy Cat is a southern term. I love it!!<br />Along with 'Hidey Hole'<br />As in "Don't be a Fraidy Cat! It's just a tornado. We'll just get in the Hidey Hole and wait it out!"<br /><br />Frankie's eyes and teeth glow in the dark!<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAfho-iF2z4-uEkpNXbmNAWO6WU7k90AQSw0-TyavEID94BfckpyLlmYNnGz64jTJk4w29iADDQJmweRGe3UHhhldJGL1rt3h8e67y9GLnDHtbsHHViagptvraoFb7Lnctnz6Vg6C4mkY/s1600/050.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAfho-iF2z4-uEkpNXbmNAWO6WU7k90AQSw0-TyavEID94BfckpyLlmYNnGz64jTJk4w29iADDQJmweRGe3UHhhldJGL1rt3h8e67y9GLnDHtbsHHViagptvraoFb7Lnctnz6Vg6C4mkY/s400/050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534321342317253890" border="0" /></a>Gigantic spider and web...glows under black light too! Think I'll make egg sacs for next year!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuLiomm9Q9uOaeiqWg1Zd6mkiAxvkSxmvZpuk2VnK97HOqhqTK3wKQiu4gikxrcg0_FgSjyGb0A45QgG9TBeIP4KvLYjVde0Ws43yvvHqm8qwYEIriGPpgmWf7iC0I9M0UYYKKn99aPEo/s1600/053.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuLiomm9Q9uOaeiqWg1Zd6mkiAxvkSxmvZpuk2VnK97HOqhqTK3wKQiu4gikxrcg0_FgSjyGb0A45QgG9TBeIP4KvLYjVde0Ws43yvvHqm8qwYEIriGPpgmWf7iC0I9M0UYYKKn99aPEo/s400/053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534372491192217586" border="0" /></a>Pretty spooky coming out of the mulch and weeds. Ha!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQmsIcE2ArXoP9gmTdrkfybP3u8gfz-k3g8x0-7AOuPkq4vNNFQO1odUNsdza3pjgchZndj6F4XwcZFr6FYT6yYYULI0dFZCyWlXeyVIRuVL1atDU2-y52dMrlKh5Gztiafl2-F8DsSe4/s1600/051.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQmsIcE2ArXoP9gmTdrkfybP3u8gfz-k3g8x0-7AOuPkq4vNNFQO1odUNsdza3pjgchZndj6F4XwcZFr6FYT6yYYULI0dFZCyWlXeyVIRuVL1atDU2-y52dMrlKh5Gztiafl2-F8DsSe4/s400/051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534324954786180610" border="0" /></a>The entire scene...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_ubHApE7hdrpYItHA3OTsdEJi0mGLigQtRn0QzSTO1Bg7UXzv5_xvx16QUMPxKcKnLPT6Q627X78GAf6BPqPsmzaZv2y6yHPx8iXBu8rivRqIA-9Abaf3Gzfq8fI2KkOIpEVWEPqfNcA/s1600/052.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_ubHApE7hdrpYItHA3OTsdEJi0mGLigQtRn0QzSTO1Bg7UXzv5_xvx16QUMPxKcKnLPT6Q627X78GAf6BPqPsmzaZv2y6yHPx8iXBu8rivRqIA-9Abaf3Gzfq8fI2KkOIpEVWEPqfNcA/s400/052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534320633552221298" border="0" /></a>The whole package<br /></div><br />On to the inside!<br />Photocopied this photos and added the googly eyes!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoyiv83d8wbIzW-FyKmnBxUch7SOLVjOOAYZGAAqQiRap2BVnjC2on6tHYxqrcE5QrvhV-IChyRYMhsV6RN-9DLmul2qHeRH7wNowRw0wfqjPg5phUuc7Qds4c-Boq9PwUsjMU4KBlB7Q/s1600/034.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoyiv83d8wbIzW-FyKmnBxUch7SOLVjOOAYZGAAqQiRap2BVnjC2on6tHYxqrcE5QrvhV-IChyRYMhsV6RN-9DLmul2qHeRH7wNowRw0wfqjPg5phUuc7Qds4c-Boq9PwUsjMU4KBlB7Q/s400/034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534324966886781746" border="0" /></a><br />The entry hall<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivg4OHRoqYfO3vu1N4df3YP-x37iV3bW1HXCfghSbZ1vfQStXGYahQi-_WL1i-thipVict1yvf9w8uuLhQ6DkkGD6I_YuMUyG2WNdJWsjHVlLU3ZTgAFO5UyuFd9sH06-wJQTD37cvZeU/s1600/035.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivg4OHRoqYfO3vu1N4df3YP-x37iV3bW1HXCfghSbZ1vfQStXGYahQi-_WL1i-thipVict1yvf9w8uuLhQ6DkkGD6I_YuMUyG2WNdJWsjHVlLU3ZTgAFO5UyuFd9sH06-wJQTD37cvZeU/s400/035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534324962890642994" border="0" /></a>Across the front window<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc3zghSCW9SoBIEyd6QYIksFuiNbjCLgnHiuXgUbhQFdes4QGWHJxbIH9u4xQs6LoUbWYpGFrh-4mqJRCX43i1NvZOKSJLIS_f-6mz0RA0CQMex5tdfPBmO7epJG6dQhjH-TiUESD9h7k/s1600/036.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc3zghSCW9SoBIEyd6QYIksFuiNbjCLgnHiuXgUbhQFdes4QGWHJxbIH9u4xQs6LoUbWYpGFrh-4mqJRCX43i1NvZOKSJLIS_f-6mz0RA0CQMex5tdfPBmO7epJG6dQhjH-TiUESD9h7k/s400/036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534332745722098018" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Beverage table...<br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh-PoqcLJN-Vo8TBjFQkt10JENzModvY2yTGVonuAlvi8H2_fEsM-f4fNiO4JY272WguLlY2KZnwD7SUV5vPVpIzZjT4PmNsBaPRMjMUGcYfviFwXCD6-LKHcb2nN_iGkeQCT28Gyvypg/s1600/048.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh-PoqcLJN-Vo8TBjFQkt10JENzModvY2yTGVonuAlvi8H2_fEsM-f4fNiO4JY272WguLlY2KZnwD7SUV5vPVpIzZjT4PmNsBaPRMjMUGcYfviFwXCD6-LKHcb2nN_iGkeQCT28Gyvypg/s400/048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534332751669393250" border="0" /></a><br />Other stuff<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiJN3g9qkEEoe-JinECcwsAK_Oarp7SuXxXGgh_7aeaTZd5-uxyWOT6NnclIOq46g560CGZDtICGaCSGZSeAIFyIo0ohhwmWOTPq85Aza-kgoeyoxVH3CY_4aHcp-8gyofsp6k43zaX7I/s1600/037.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiJN3g9qkEEoe-JinECcwsAK_Oarp7SuXxXGgh_7aeaTZd5-uxyWOT6NnclIOq46g560CGZDtICGaCSGZSeAIFyIo0ohhwmWOTPq85Aza-kgoeyoxVH3CY_4aHcp-8gyofsp6k43zaX7I/s400/037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534348677696565026" border="0" /></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbhUiJZwwxpAVWV7Imx0bCWDrf0vL3OVWD7xgyhdZv0lgNnsE5NZUwtZ3QPV4DJVPSz7xYMHE7MICd9NnEJxy4kJY_YKdJCsLiIeMxiaZv8Rrz0ZEmTvvocJADMjoCO4Fc8bsbbEvEBOw/s1600/041.JPG"><br /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrs5bieUxZf8aTj7N9EKArqrNt95SRoEK-gi2Kg9rxb4qnfxZOGOKtvnaMclR2nUrb9wi34FTKTBTk4ZKKNiK9uQ55hHgjMynSZ2B4QOUblIlov81s4zDoqdmUchL0sJH6i98Gf5Hmx_Q/s1600/038.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrs5bieUxZf8aTj7N9EKArqrNt95SRoEK-gi2Kg9rxb4qnfxZOGOKtvnaMclR2nUrb9wi34FTKTBTk4ZKKNiK9uQ55hHgjMynSZ2B4QOUblIlov81s4zDoqdmUchL0sJH6i98Gf5Hmx_Q/s400/038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534350028574253090" border="0" /></a><br />I like glittery skulls<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDgpHDQg3Ad9cLDARN9FAW67dOj-NydfecUlywQDFWOYkCbBwpEmdpCfkdY3J33uuYq-JB6j2JR6TH88gyY6bFLpQFsS5RBrLPsw6eApKCmVPYL9BvvWHqvceYeX4Kbh2pcsRnTpizSBk/s1600/027.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDgpHDQg3Ad9cLDARN9FAW67dOj-NydfecUlywQDFWOYkCbBwpEmdpCfkdY3J33uuYq-JB6j2JR6TH88gyY6bFLpQFsS5RBrLPsw6eApKCmVPYL9BvvWHqvceYeX4Kbh2pcsRnTpizSBk/s400/027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534351088600831010" border="0" /></a>spider table for the desserts...<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPEppxdi6vHhwMqFA9zWDrvCqghy7xPHBT548YetLVnFdvt36BhljhHr3UgfbVJbuYiYwDYEF5H4X_Fil6nNe2D9LqelLLwyiNioAelR8mGSp0k9Opr8kTJS684rFNa5TcUS5z7a5mJO4/s1600/040.JPG"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjislpBnsB2eTJev6gvr81vRvMMUkKnaTsx7bKR8jOE8SdD74bpLMUcajToUTVPypNDxxR96uQ81MSIPp5LSbFwpFFwCo9bI7aTyswV_jir0ov33phz2bfjG3qeeb6dntplxw8BYheV7OE/s400/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534357774734206354" border="0" /></a>Main food table<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Back Porch where everyone hangs out....<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiQSfrlt7pzJGrdIDSaJ_R5hRa4w5o3J0uljcAD_byk_QQHXVqoeBUseNEIs2I3yj8F0CS8BnNy_TN3aXouzPmKEYRfOELM3EbsLeR78Qk6UFwCmWg8oYdttY-VFWwlHBy17-xf_Srphc/s1600/031.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiQSfrlt7pzJGrdIDSaJ_R5hRa4w5o3J0uljcAD_byk_QQHXVqoeBUseNEIs2I3yj8F0CS8BnNy_TN3aXouzPmKEYRfOELM3EbsLeR78Qk6UFwCmWg8oYdttY-VFWwlHBy17-xf_Srphc/s400/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534354073052583122" border="0" /></a>Curt rebuilt this piece that is apparently from a church!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKiYY9EMKg0FXLRcu3HIYfLl6olk6WzlwF17fraSkqYoRjvUN_8Y4ZP9AhbAYu7cjIQV4VC_hOqcyIPt_-8A_YNFFb5YA_IuydpZy15iCdVSGVdKae5aRBr7MPOOaW54kuJmbgZKEKfr4/s1600/030.JPG"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9AIFclkWuWYdabvfZ20U5k1ZkluMO4J5Mwp9Fj5zF6EOvrg61jHCDP66c979WbvVSM2byFbJQ6chzsuPRhUv28YPAL7CRprShPXk373mc8nxNAEM2lA2AFO7ATQkEvLYdzUkk1v9Z7u0/s400/032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534357758296518514" border="0" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Back porch in the daytime<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9aXqKzC_kFWMoqnn0jT29OOOD04fB2OXRHpKcWOgzoN9rXqjozSeCP6C3XZM9XG2IauaJZON4NbX9aswwB0k-67LRRMFGpauCykJqFzB9if0sOTxG2JnaYIIXf0_kz9U_M4Ss3GGzvtE/s1600/056.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9aXqKzC_kFWMoqnn0jT29OOOD04fB2OXRHpKcWOgzoN9rXqjozSeCP6C3XZM9XG2IauaJZON4NbX9aswwB0k-67LRRMFGpauCykJqFzB9if0sOTxG2JnaYIIXf0_kz9U_M4Ss3GGzvtE/s400/056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534359924237853090" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Pumpkins that were carved<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />The Vine's were The Coneheads...They brought PBR and fried eggs!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCk02dt3_kAk0RgeGRQ9ZTnFRbXqtfM-tdH5FpqpHD5dfgYFH0dlj-Oy4AXIxol6b9rmbJQmfVvFdOHyEowCwYRia3ErUiOxOAPwKnyg1CP-ZEqaX9bEKfShUrA1zxbyiWQnwSAZml9qo/s1600/017.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCk02dt3_kAk0RgeGRQ9ZTnFRbXqtfM-tdH5FpqpHD5dfgYFH0dlj-Oy4AXIxol6b9rmbJQmfVvFdOHyEowCwYRia3ErUiOxOAPwKnyg1CP-ZEqaX9bEKfShUrA1zxbyiWQnwSAZml9qo/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534361695422548738" border="0" /></a>The Hanskutt's were Empty Nesters!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXKEc_AQmq6nRiKA12P4BdQ1AlBQGeuLl4H2WZdSFY6kPonRcZ7_F2wmcGQxeyno_l6AOIT-xZQcsyWihAGyeSagN6ImnmFrRqbqBXl1iHcFBZFaco0CmSI-ywgXZSOnhni8txYtXtlFE/s1600/020.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXKEc_AQmq6nRiKA12P4BdQ1AlBQGeuLl4H2WZdSFY6kPonRcZ7_F2wmcGQxeyno_l6AOIT-xZQcsyWihAGyeSagN6ImnmFrRqbqBXl1iHcFBZFaco0CmSI-ywgXZSOnhni8txYtXtlFE/s400/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534361697880773186" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">We had a great time with good food, drink and awesome friends!<br /></div></div></div></div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-49350899128736789842010-09-03T08:56:00.014-04:002010-09-03T10:23:40.838-04:00Foodie Friday with Baked Spaghetti<div style="text-align: left;">MMMM! I love this Baked spaghetti. My youngest angel won't touch it because he saw an onion in it. *deep sigh* We are often held onion hostage in this house. He is very remorseful and apologizes profusely for upsetting dinner plans. My husband chimes in "Don't apologize just eat it." in the nicest Daddy way possible----Really. Somehow he is getting nourishment. That boy's feet have bypassed his older brother--a 10 1/2. Lord.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div>Now where was I? Baked Spaghetti!!! Let's get it on! This is easy and it freezes GREAT! I made one recipe and split it into 2 pans.</div><div>Grab your stock pot and put it next to you while your chop and plop! your ingredients into your pot. (oooo, didn't mean the bad rhyming)</div><div>To your stock pot add:</div><div><b>1 29 oz.can of diced tomatoes</b></div><div><b>1 29 oz. can tomato sauce</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjEfDUIlA_QFCEGxiM7dwhzope52ntF21BMezZPwKpqJRjGaMT0utaKwD6zw1c4ZtyrjCOytVFjt6i6x5DlY1Afiw_1BEd-gkWo-NyqtbIwCALUpNFwBg_buRe3csXOh9ARFWL891fm7s/s400/035.JPG" /></div><div>I do all of my chopping at once...</div><div><b>1/2 cup diced onions</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxZDRLDqkXluVqoS4PEzrgS2z8HTZc1LzunGwy7Cr_bNmlj5CQWoMnU2gAMQ7lolFAqZ5KLKoJqZVWmdHkGZOactIuyCoMxPGU0fIyXURqR2p2Y69KUyBWeIEhMXKJhPrl9QpvZT6Jmwc/s400/024.JPG" /></div><div><br /></div><div><b>1/2 cup diced green bell pepper</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjliJHlO1v88UTEwXAtrhXqJKY64YzWwKFuGOEl9ePpKPE0KCYfnWPwG4nOSz5rgdP18zO8oE3pJOhSajbVs38AAz8km_ZKWaqIKxUixd8BYDnxuMu67cMQEUWdQKhsesCeVzZLrNEMbjM/s400/025.JPG" /></div><div><b>2 cloves of garlic, diced</b> (ok, I use 3) If you mash the clove with the flat side of a knife, it is easier to peel off the husk. don't use that jarred garlic either! No cheating! It just isn't garlicy enough!</div><div>Oh, heck, go ahead...people are busy...they have toddlers and coupons...</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibzM-BPGUunD_It_peQxmIM1mgDFGaeBBtKoNzrhqn9VYI9470m_-Du__Gn154DmYerpwgvfVkgH7ejMwFwhWH3QIuwGKAWu4o14sHI1jxDk7ccVMnYCKLLxilMx815DfRR0bJbL0QI80/s400/026.JPG" /></div><div><br /></div><div><b>1/4 cup chopped fresh Cilantro</b>---you can use parsley, but I like the "pepperyness" of cilantro.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqHxR49rhT_i57rWW3hT53xt-efDtnpaIuBDc3YCevIpSW1PUcasgd46iGkNWFsC5Qe5js9w6NihRlu_OlfGsH1yP3kDsXvrbnlg1GEyLuuohGYxNRGP-4aaoy4fGdbOd-pe-_6XLSiVc/s400/032.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">All of this should be swimming around in your stock pot!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKF0d12kCYmtVtoJcScKUWQQZaRutyKBMFVHO4S0tG47FuOAtG-RLWajH_VE3R17Tejj0a1yNJkMP3O6Y5NjmjKAf1ZD368bajLpu3hgtL-hsFtyiDZ62nmdGsBCnDcrVSSgWt0eGm1rc/s400/034.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;"> Next the dry ingredients</div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>1 1/2 teaspoons Italian seasoning</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>1 1/2 teaspoons House Seasoning</b> (make in bulk and use for everything...recipe follows)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>1 1/2 teaspoons seasoning salt</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>1 1/2 teaspoons sugar</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>2 small bay leaves</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2xkevrV3j98kzp-mkfbjHBuXKVDA63Phqd2EqaZlmhnFnnxsrKP9_f9Cz4RO9-WvauEVYDewCX1Xi4amtiYO_2WasN17ZggYKvijEabTcmUp5wLCVJvP4JO5l9A2fhnwCh2MpOTqT6Rw/s400/027.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUP4dGvUgJy_KBNKnNdxOY_3cVKNos6Ycye-KzY8TBiVYPou1TVxvbIk2yRIfvlrfiy81u0JjzY64HPU3aQVeTF0nNMqyr9y6GjlmfJhFxx6ILqGUgxP9PfX1ReFYUMmLhj3UQ_p4yB1A/s400/029.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Add all to you stock pot and simmer for about an hour!! All these ingredients will be family related by then and taste unbelievable! In the mean time...</div><div style="text-align: left;">Using a large skillet, cook <b>1 1/2 pounds ground beef</b> until no longer pink. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwXDq9JUAbSMt7sakIKOqlkF25NYt2c-B_Zfk2VMepALnWeNDdbBzUwU5EdLPpPpFOmGvGEwkmqScoeyJkEq2cYtKCyU5DL5-l5XVLBoLwT_zw43Y8ORUzU_714saOio43r1EgV84D3To/s400/038.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">OK...this is pink. cook it longer...Drain off the fat. Add to your stock pot.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6TI-S27ciY_bALPWIJ4_dzoXxnYFgAGXo_q52JTBNUjBwJYBXvangJCFjx-pt7bxxfZjPlTJFQFjutXsjB6wxcFpmx6Lc9c-SeXvj7v1_jP2IstRKMlOm49XRCVMQiqzuKnkdvQQw3dw/s400/040.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This simmers for 20 more minutes...lets the hamburger get to know the sauce...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">In another pot boil some water for your <b>8 oz. of angel hair pasta</b>. I used Whole wheat this time and really, it wasn't bad! Much healthier for you too! I like that.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvX1KDP_toWwp_cxCUiCBra2Mw3GjhUrDikGeF2Ya7ex2Te2BnboVKakT1oHExsrYF94u8b2BbPLYK4F9hFdTffVOpQ8eYF7nTfdtJLvrZV68NB9daD6Zgil2URs9pbDcnEKYwQ9WqlC4/s400/042.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">While that is cooking, clean the kitchen...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwOHhitSryiblIIiGuC88LH2ezFQG6Qbi8iUXcL3r85dWTsfe-V2X8ZWrU6MAMN0QZZC3OIX1kyFOu5CYJsBOrhVNDPcEfx4fY0pTpo5DT5YLHoNbXmrtDF4XJhOK4_CjgxRXggIQXV7E/s400/044.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">geez.</div><div style="text-align: center;">It would have been easier if my kitchen was cleaned up to begin with.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Pasta is cooked and drained and ready for layering...</div><div style="text-align: left;">In these photos, I am using a smaller pan because I split the recipe--for my friend, Louise. Hi Louise! I love you! If you are making one recipe, use a deep 9x13. It will make a hearty meal!</div><div style="text-align: left;">Spread a ladle full of saucy goodness in the bottom of your casserole pan. Then a layer of pasta.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Top with about <b>1 cup of</b> <b>shredded Monterey Jack/Cheddar cheese</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjejp51HSGl-09SW1y2f458tza6d_-xc1d0ZtO_wVuCMnC-iqmzrcp5HS8BHJbgvoTIK8thpZzn_fDi33S9PUIaklhmxD5bRkUlohwMRzW_8Fzw5N7J2d_-TKaHdWHyRmjbFrRu7NJR34E/s400/045.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">no pic of the layering...lazy. Continue with the layering ending with a sauce layer.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Bake at 350F for 30 minutes.</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Sprinkle 1 cup MontereyJack/Cheddar cheese</b> on top. Add a few shakes of parmesan if you like and return to the oven cooking until the cheese is melted.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjK0V3GFPUB26QqVKPL6YKzH3Iz6BzReKLbxqvQV540mVL_cItTvIQWqzHXD8jbJVoF2r6cIoulKuBcJQoAl5vrJ9vp4hEgnRpVPqI9ULF5X2BBhyDLzF6Tp-C9gqYetzCJqc0SiPQmdU/s400/046.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">mmmmmmmmmmm.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy-7FyeZnQfEK3PGEFuNv5Q7crkZa1yY_Neq8Kaz0ekCnAP34ewr3ItqyDjWDkNc-9aU6j9NoerTl9I8uu6VgZaYLEgMdv168bHmcDWkwhPzNFfU5ZQdAj4mxBZxKe8KlLGCy0rdQtmpc/s400/047.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Serve with garlic bread and a salad!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Recipe for House seasoning:</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>1 cup salt</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>1/4 cup black pepper</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>1/4 cup garlic powder</b></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mix and store in an airtight container</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is what I made for Louise...cause she likes 'em and cause she just got out of the hospital...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw_bjx5IGqYyfHesT7l8lXRq_HxcCPBRyxLgvDRRntyc42g8roU-DpcSknBWC0l6WdFVmZZw6JWTuvsoT8tPq16miBh5X0h9l7HP0wXmh4I3yYFdfGr0pP4e5mYsKvuN4mI4VZZJsf_-k/s400/036.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is the BEST brownie mix by far. I know. I have eaten them all. However, as my good friend <a href="http://www.blogger.com/purple11d.blogspot.com">Dani</a> will testify to...the mix is about 4 very large tablespoons over what is needed for an actual recipe and needs to be removed with nobody looking. And eaten. Quickly.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGtP0uUuGFH1qa2qo258pkerfRnGptylKg_GxOQouIpmIoyuI6zwwmY0QhGxWygmCDKQIib7fTScGRv1FPLxm-9IP2wWJJCZfz_z-HF752Fcy07KoUiOpu0KKTADdKQj74qZIGd_lq95o/s400/048.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Did you know brownies cut very easily with no tearing if you use a plastic knife?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUhAyS1k5yYW9CCrBLF-7qy52aQaR6AkH6e9gWMp1F5H59vzKY07grLFKwKTzdYHYTIs8e27oNgZhh0KaVsLj4KB9qg1gyYCujm01r7COyWjSxq_0RsKqtLi4u12UNNQOHyNKF4rEVdpo/s400/049.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Enjoy your day and smile at someone you don't know, people! Be friendly.</div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-34538722091328426072010-09-02T14:07:00.005-04:002010-09-02T18:59:36.063-04:00Coupons...<div style="text-align: left;">So I was whippin' through the grocery store today on a mission to get ingredients for dinner tonight. BTW...do NOT like grocery shopping so you think I would only do it once a week. No, that's not how it is. *sigh* Anywho, I was on my way to grab some cheese and I pass a lady who has her toddler in the cart and a 3 ring binder open with coupons! "Wow! Aren't you organized!" I say as a pass and grab 2 cheddar/monteray jack for my baked spaghetti. "I am trying!" she says politely. So I think, Hey! I know someone who has an entire blog dedicated to couponing! Maybe this nice girl would like to check it out! Why do I talk to people in grocery stores? I don't know. I want everyone to be friends. I didn't want her to think I was weird, but what the heck? So I walked up to her in the parking lot with my blog address written on a scrap of paper, introduced myself and told her to check out <a href="www.livelovecoupons.com">Live Love Coupons</a>--one of the ladies I met while standing in line for Ree Drummond, The <a href="thepioneerwoman.com">Pioneer Woman</a>. Maybe she could find some tips! Her name is Carrie! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRzRzPcIf6Yu-7gpcu4jIuWXVtRtLuN1niW6TSf7Nm3ycV0EdakUTch_Tf-uRMeVbBTWTuLABNta288mZAzUzHaBumq458FV-enEfMMNgTpUCLDUUa0pMWfj5Qb18-qPzO96rQAcGelW0/s400/coupon.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Hi Carrie! Thanks for letting me take your picture. And accost you in the parking lot. And write a blog about meeting you. I check out coupons now and again, but never get into it fully. I really should. I love a deal! Guess I'll put that on my list---if I can find an empty spot.</div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-66626113670926386512010-08-01T14:13:00.015-04:002010-08-01T15:37:10.950-04:00School Bus Figure 8 and then some...<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEiuVr60pAIwB2ewjbjtZYHgHKXzbQW-JxoQ8wLZneFcZ4VMLlJL08kAJ-qpUDkj712w1p3YsUfEXEOj0opf0mqcQNzIM-epWK7PkkLxIXV0_6-MwHi6aS-iC0k-VLnvNdpkXr6UPCFrQ/s1600/Races+145.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEiuVr60pAIwB2ewjbjtZYHgHKXzbQW-JxoQ8wLZneFcZ4VMLlJL08kAJ-qpUDkj712w1p3YsUfEXEOj0opf0mqcQNzIM-epWK7PkkLxIXV0_6-MwHi6aS-iC0k-VLnvNdpkXr6UPCFrQ/s400/Races+145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500509804585713378" /></a></div>I wasn't sure--until last night--how a large lumbering school bus could manage a Figure 8. But now I know for sure. I also didn't know you could drive a car 'Balls to the Wall' hauling a boat on a trailer around a track! This is The Punisher! Complete with working blue lights!<div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn6srz5eSIG-rEkHdI5jnJP5go9UVj9h-J2hm3BmZ4i0hUVvz7zYRjINVGBV92vFYns6bQZmL7LVxqr_x2v4NxWejp0UClPBmSxYCh8oKo-oPeTjgSIuiiZQ-3ZDpVeZdFh1DgEIhVPDQ/s400/Races+176.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I know how that's done now too thanks to the Citrus County Speedway races that I and and my family attended last night! Whew...I haven't laughed that hard in a while all while inhaling copious amounts of spent rubber and grit flying at me off the racetrack! My poor camera!<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_tbRN7RDJJIcgri6YjI-jglIPxTn2WGytlByNz5Sc5bMopU1wGB87lgiZCbV7IJNvlkMndYclZZTL4s0j_P5KGcN-sMFcULxb_F6lTPMyjjLinkAqZZimx7z3g-QWZzekbz_0ZM98jOE/s400/Races+182.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Look at that grit! Our poor lungs! My contact lenses are still mad at me! We looked like coal miners by the time we left :)</div><div style="text-align: left;"> We could have stayed in the air conditioned "sky box",</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnWMSN7x5CPKhcK5yfJd3U01aTQo0VSG0n33BNK25gsu4bb9CxRmx_Mycw9QGwj2eAeoySKE4mTLEyz6X3xH2z-q9w1LPGgGjB5W4uCgimB1xeZ6ONusPros1NQm-Bf09wC3CGUD6j274/s400/Races+099.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;"> but that would have muffled the experience and prevented the bus exhaust and pieces of who-knows-what from flying up and pelting us every time they screeched into turn #1!!!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"> There was no danger of anything flying off and hitting us in this race.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMhRucNQxUuEnHH_oUori9ByKumKUkvv4sFFmZqvuPUjoYHCjk2YaYpLQmEG2oNHGSLUobpKL4j0joDDVFvFy-oVIZXV2hhr4OiUplht1TYlWr9B6vMObhPvFt-MGf0LYa_PGe4-IpLgw/s400/Races+095.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">H was the lone contestant in the lawnmower race!</div><div style="text-align: left;">He came in first and last! Money is money!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRNLvxQ6cznK46mqJdeLdP2jEEDIPlPUxGhiPb-L3gQqGoaLKOYQD3OvY2wsdDO4vwSzQcn9uWOYNOUxTlFmbkMlNVMcqHwcwe5opUPH1a_VymSnms5CVItmiFFxs19wgVzwH9Qxfw78A/s400/Races+098.JPG" /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is a participant in the "Suitcase Race"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdFjV6gYQnWe78I6yzILoN8BpIykur4AkQ3GxFOfHPOhByXuqbYkNvVClmvMuTei6YaaJkfVdiYQ064CAZqRF9FKTfhJ2qlRylZHunNo6O1vAspnah7zwyHqqrm-hxxXhScAAiT8x_X0Q/s400/Races+085.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Notice he is wearing a g-String and a pink bra. After each addition of women's clothing, the drivers ran back to their cars and burned rubber around the track only to screech to a stop, jump out and don another article of ladies attire. The first one to complete the outfit and the corresponding laps, Won a crown, sash and CASH!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLhZkE_9PHyakFPZHse8NElM31ayWXhBM_KaAzt9LHxvarQG81ZR95L5F3K92yOVJTkURJj0XT05VQPeOejGSmgQsG0bLF4APHkuBB7mHZCmlU42e8zWNHY9OgPwbWlaEyP-vMWLmWQMQ/s400/Races+089.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The bus drivers drove their behemoth's with stealthy precision! No roll-overs or major loss of metal! There is just something inherently hysterical about watching normally safety conscious vehicles, haul ass around a race track trying to cut each other off and bumper bumping to try and get the inside turn! This was my favorite and she won the first race!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBgvCZw8KVTfEKmxl6vyeqG52ZFFNJvsDLSgOu1P0Hq4ygNbREtMBy6Z6PYOOIX0X0oZROHucj2zYPOi3Xiezc2PBypYPJP67zcQPNwv8oJLfQUv8PPDn0_-bakaNh1v2w9SVSiWqZnio/s400/Races+132.JPG" />T</div><div style="text-align: center;">This one was a close second... heh.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqcMAPhCQX_onMx9UGqpBGLzog81S6tBK8_11fvWInWpuo3kivQrsKkI-klFp7hwdAeIHCT4egJ7kQCgJj9m3CUTntb06le25hpD1tLjv3mvIOZW14U0joSj9_vJEwJ1DKQK4a_qubiM4/s400/Races+133+-+Copy.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Didn't get a good photo of "Shaggin' Wagon", but it wins a close 2nd on name alone.</div><div style="text-align: left;">This guy won the 1st race, but had to get a rear lift off the track... I needed one of those after the last triathlon I ran.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDY__Voh3TS7NnxZYW7zavypT6ZkBb5vKeojehAK5SAFxmBmsdzC6XDIglSEVhX5jMnrTZn-tGOVx0lUxXf3ZIKftRej101GiVO5EmhHCZqIV_Nztj8zJBApG18UPfLSd644CHqYm27Hs/s400/Races+169.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The boat trailer races were last and for good reason! They were the wildest by a long shot! </div><div style="text-align: left;">Crap flying off in all directions! Wheels whipping off and rolling at top speed across the track!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcmB1nqjTstjdAVk3uOK3MZuDcLiI6yoNALYTgp23xmf7EcQA46RJhxAUwaRBcHklBeKz0hwnQD80SYmj66ljZyVTwBqvCx8KHuFgrx7ELZItQFqPEH3AR3EtIwP4TapGsm-iQk2uMjgk/s400/Races+197.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Boat trailers flipping, sparks flying and the cars pulling them still keep going at top speed!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyzvZNMHMv-sZ1zfj381rtOb2djXWV6j_HBa0KZhJLyPMIYPdjsKxNOENAmf7L1saxg9I13vMvqzZrIEOFXPtnt06wymZWz3CYh7mINGvN_iIugtIJxtbgedz5emweEfi_S4BkxTwL6oI/s400/Races+184.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">This boat trailer cracked off the car and the trailing car slammed right through the hull of the boat...another car's trailer clipped it on the way by!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvxrKjs1GvTbkQnG6CVEDWixA8umewH_pmLLD97mgdTqGSV2dpJvq04SeY1EjQYnY01ourYlgZDacnizz2pG8gwiof-jzwETLC3tfyIWonOlYW20YTvd5NmBQatJwfA5iajs8l8oii1M8/s400/Races+189.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is the wrecked boat's namesake...Diane!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQoIwANNihoBjmRMK8Khuw2mBKB2qiD9tx-mKLa5-32Qwj7Yxzq1w_18Sw5S2UAC3cnpwMjyH0JvW-5BYfMGi6t7KqUp1J4YOvDFaa8mf52JruikDmUKYWI_6meRzcEUqktG4RguW8fuM/s400/Races+206.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The boys got a good look through the hull before it was hauled away...yea, we went down on the track...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7a5CUtQB1KvPjhOWU9R7LxrUJD_sav47JTNtRPjaP2cKHh7YGx4eTcBPmVYR3-tHB8rVEL8wwVJJsNUhUOJIrg06VHFz4AdA5OhAhSzQZzp8kuGmrv7dW9iOHcN2meUCNQkGRGrvQ9oo/s400/Races+204.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcF27uY3cETGU1jTYO0lB7oLi5TrafDqqm68cmYL_Tx0V4HQjAT6kTtUqXaiIxi_XZLa9W-zUJNyEV3tIWnfUm8eIYPtLIVJBVswjB02bDtOdZ7BGoZPPeImZuEPc2zcqzEpqQOoEPlDo/s400/Races+163.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">We had such a great time! The kids chose this trip over a trip to Islands of Adventure theme park in Orlando! Hey...School bus races are only 3 times a year. See you in Citrus County on October 30.</div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-31563304381993969402010-05-13T10:44:00.006-04:002010-05-13T12:24:01.443-04:00Four Hours, New Friends & Pioneer Woman....<div style="text-align: center;">We came. We met each other for the 1st time. We stood. We laughed. A few breast fed their babies---twice. </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7rI98_fPMNIdipxR81z4tfh-bKfH0crOFPMIIkyC1ZkBwFXlZA1K_ukfHuRnckxfUUzZla4pmFgfiJ7Gwb3l6uygCqaybbP12Wx2Zsy_bVY9VsCazVNCLKsT5vj1pB0wrBUE-YS_p3fo/s1600/023.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7rI98_fPMNIdipxR81z4tfh-bKfH0crOFPMIIkyC1ZkBwFXlZA1K_ukfHuRnckxfUUzZla4pmFgfiJ7Gwb3l6uygCqaybbP12Wx2Zsy_bVY9VsCazVNCLKsT5vj1pB0wrBUE-YS_p3fo/s400/023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470784257076556498" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"> We took photos. We saw Ree. We went to Chic Filet and drove home. Just to make it clear, the breast feeders were 2 young moms with small infants. Brandy just had to make it back to St. Pete for a night feeding. Geez...was that me just 13 years ago? Here we are...I think the other mom is nursing over in the children's section.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvB7BnsnsDUtg_lI27bzFR2EnT26kp8bn0AI44NWlzYtN3j6KAbAGOsoevGKObPvls56bqPTorx1J7FTulF7SCKXqaTs5YtMs-Wdsi9iwrjezo5GmcAFM0CEXSECA-VxUktyuDGcxqvpk/s400/019.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">This book signing was nuts! We were on the first level of Barnes and Noble looking up at her back as she spoke to the ones who arrived at 2pm and were sitting in front of her! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2NrA1irWLXwRaQYhtAxAFRHMGjG6BbpwYTStWGBV7YB26Bx-okj3QeeJ1AqTr9nPDhxbYqlJ0oSmWire6deVkS3bT47NwjOMSE5aGvsAf8OXe2it2sNyK_QIbRQ3S9dCEmkpOyu7D_mw/s400/018.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">How many people were there???? We were weaved in and out of the rows of books like we were in line for the Teacups at Magic Kingdom. I did recognize a book I had read on just about every row! Ree started signing at 6p. We didn't move for 3 hours. They cleared the 2nd level where she was speaking and then started letting the lower level up 10 at a time! I had mine signed at 9:30pm and there were still about 100 behind me! Unbelievable. I am suppose to be her only fan here in Florida :) Apparently not. So there she sat smiling and talking to everyone like it was just a few of us who stopped by to say "hey!" What a constitution. I wish I would have brought her a pillow to sit on. At least a football stadium cushion. Her 2 girls were with her as well---so cute! (Way to hang in there) So when I finally got up to see her for the book signing, what did I say? "Nice to meet you. Welcome to Florida! Did you have a great time at Universal?" Stimulating. *snorts* Not..."I really enjoy your blog and your photography" or "I would like to invite you and your family over to the east coast for the shuttle launch and we will go to the beach to watch it." Or a myriad of other slightly better things to say. *sighs* Whats worse is that I didn't get other cookbooks signed for anyone else! I am really feeling bad about THAT! Next cookbook, I am ALL over that one :) However, I did hold it together long enough to hand the camera off to her assistant and have a photo taken....and then another photo---gotta have 2 just in case one was dorky. (BTW, the 1st one was not flattering) so here is the 2nd </div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9eO-6lpXA7LE5MuytVyU_bNwE_1WLH-4bOk3wrS1w6_DseDOpACPjJJS7BhEdpoIsdLsNFj0xJw4YD9bhqUJLxEZSx7tqc5XoH12yBDwITtTex2vxRqdeVzMbtWDa2JLhzctRFw05qhw/s400/022.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Well, there ya go...it must be weird for her. We all feel like we know her through her blog. We know what her kids look like, the way the ranch works and how many dogs she has! Not only that, but she has made TV appearances as well! What a great agent she must have!! Don't you just love America? You can live on a cattle ranch, yet reach thousands of people with the click of a few computer keys...and they like it :)</div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-239421076515933262010-05-08T14:26:00.005-04:002010-05-10T22:28:59.810-04:00I love the VooDoo that YouDo...Do you love doughnuts? I ADORE doughnuts. Glazed, that is. Not much for to much stuff on my doughnuts. I have never tried to make them, however. I have a recipe from my grandmother that I have always wanted to try...involves deep frying. Pioneer Woman, Rea Drummond also has a crankin' recipe in <a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/my_cookbook/">her new cookbook</a>. Did I say I was a fan? Huge fan. Seeing her in Orlando on Wednesday for her book signing!! Stand by for stalker fan pics :)<div> Well, in the meantime I found a doughnut shop that looks fantastic! Distressing news is that it is on the west coast and I am not referring to the west coast of Florida. It's on the west coast of the United States and it's name is <a href="http://voodoodoughnut.com/menu.php">Voodoo Doughnut</a>. Check them out. Slightly <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">irreverent</span> at times (hey it's the West coast after all) but with the right idea of pushing the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">boundaries</span> of what is ordinary :) I would love to try the Bacon Maple Bar. Don't let me hear you saying "Ewww". Everything is better with bacon! The Nyquil and Peptobismol doughnut was popular until the FDA put an end to that one. I love the voodoo doll with a pretzel through the heart. Better to take your frustrations out on a doughnut than a sawdust stuffed doll. Just sayin'. The most practical doughnut for the time conscience must be the Caffeine Doughnut. This pastry is filled with 100mg of caffeine. That's the equivalent to a cup and a half of coffee. No worries on spilling the coffee on the way to work! Now THAT is genius.<div><br /></div></div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-50489767481672521452010-04-30T17:43:00.007-04:002010-04-30T20:59:38.007-04:00Parisian food, Stinky Cheese and a Sweet Feline...<div style="text-align: left;">How beautiful Paris is! The obvious sites were gorgeous, but I just loved the shops and the street vendors as well. I could have eaten my way through Paris! Can't believe I didn't get a photo of the chocolate and banana crepes I had! Probably because I couldn't wait to eat them-no time for a photo!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Fresh tulips!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgTURGFOorpD5sHch6ZY0OZRPYKQt5hVcTR80qFzltb229KeLfiXbALCvTiTWtHeA_u5slOtNB_Lx9HwP2TWi45qWCF7yvZaHdK3SiMEWLMxa_h6D6aseIUQzMtEQpjofoOHreLoapU_8/s1600/Paris+2010+1028.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgTURGFOorpD5sHch6ZY0OZRPYKQt5hVcTR80qFzltb229KeLfiXbALCvTiTWtHeA_u5slOtNB_Lx9HwP2TWi45qWCF7yvZaHdK3SiMEWLMxa_h6D6aseIUQzMtEQpjofoOHreLoapU_8/s400/Paris+2010+1028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466054100554130930" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Wooden tulips</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKbmUiVi18l8u-_RPBGA3JfA7Go7ZEwdKV6Zz3mdh2n5qk8QT_daBfqJlnrWsnYAtfGbU3yh3GJnwsn0Ct2uSyl3zkm_cKqCH4naFqHoFysY2kABttBQ_VffvSoeYNabWJeEAhHg-ZnPQ/s1600/Paris+2010+1026.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKbmUiVi18l8u-_RPBGA3JfA7Go7ZEwdKV6Zz3mdh2n5qk8QT_daBfqJlnrWsnYAtfGbU3yh3GJnwsn0Ct2uSyl3zkm_cKqCH4naFqHoFysY2kABttBQ_VffvSoeYNabWJeEAhHg-ZnPQ/s400/Paris+2010+1026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466054095310569858" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Macaroons...mmmm</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKxUL0rOu0LWzoa8_gpROQ4ZFHUuOdMXKWExSyxNuXX4CguEAOf0gh06gx9_gyJOiFxVds59Mnvu2v5vP7iOW4rmL_7f9EEv0DHOBEQEQ6kBbco_MAUQ-Am3ts_pxitnp8I7SJuARfo8w/s1600/Paris+2010+999.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKxUL0rOu0LWzoa8_gpROQ4ZFHUuOdMXKWExSyxNuXX4CguEAOf0gh06gx9_gyJOiFxVds59Mnvu2v5vP7iOW4rmL_7f9EEv0DHOBEQEQ6kBbco_MAUQ-Am3ts_pxitnp8I7SJuARfo8w/s400/Paris+2010+999.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466054093776886434" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Ham and eggs..ahhh American food</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiskcrX1tdPGXFtSZ_VSAhbliRolnKp8FvOyu3f_BpejHsEdrRnRh2m1LXzbDqlhgVS6eAGh6thdqRLIwiWFqY859X8k253-YiNvYog_bKUbXyMAX6VFTVuvlP5ftCbB-xro6fiOPq9gZI/s1600/Paris+2010+931.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiskcrX1tdPGXFtSZ_VSAhbliRolnKp8FvOyu3f_BpejHsEdrRnRh2m1LXzbDqlhgVS6eAGh6thdqRLIwiWFqY859X8k253-YiNvYog_bKUbXyMAX6VFTVuvlP5ftCbB-xro6fiOPq9gZI/s400/Paris+2010+931.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466054082052666194" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Small market</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMiT8VlGeID_CE-MHoy6W7dNHvk0GPjsAD-lvLTzMO4hdLjhB_DayruIpOqABlTwA6M-RmJ0iJzOFcWelU7llIHxAHSwvcMn5hb7iZa8AKiXF-6c5jeEKIxZphRxv4pDgajSHk-UXjcIE/s1600/Paris+2010+873.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMiT8VlGeID_CE-MHoy6W7dNHvk0GPjsAD-lvLTzMO4hdLjhB_DayruIpOqABlTwA6M-RmJ0iJzOFcWelU7llIHxAHSwvcMn5hb7iZa8AKiXF-6c5jeEKIxZphRxv4pDgajSHk-UXjcIE/s400/Paris+2010+873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466054075219699106" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Fromage (cheese) market (phew...a little ripe odor for me) The display was so tidy!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA758oCPR-fffPeUmx5ajKj3z5s6HdUuyup0qXqsdzF12jVuhYH2IWnBGhBDvStfCYSXIEbGZtNzrstPxHx6tu5mFtZiLLk1sHyJBVsepIqIVhAnkXaqQZ3QUn8hOHWEbR4l4OS_aPpB4/s1600/Paris+2010+870.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA758oCPR-fffPeUmx5ajKj3z5s6HdUuyup0qXqsdzF12jVuhYH2IWnBGhBDvStfCYSXIEbGZtNzrstPxHx6tu5mFtZiLLk1sHyJBVsepIqIVhAnkXaqQZ3QUn8hOHWEbR4l4OS_aPpB4/s400/Paris+2010+870.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466052751834802146" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Le Mimi cat got to lick the creme' brulee' spoon...</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTawVFDcwqGFW-X15waCU3W6NcVUS8-huni3bKH89JM9Bei-Oi7N9qXtt6SeFYCrHR1FOJ3Y-tHIkygD7TssFTEeqDNJ-owcgaV6REwrUHyuJeekgy11YXbDjygB0hE6SqHddN6OoUxtM/s1600/Paris+2010+720.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTawVFDcwqGFW-X15waCU3W6NcVUS8-huni3bKH89JM9Bei-Oi7N9qXtt6SeFYCrHR1FOJ3Y-tHIkygD7TssFTEeqDNJ-owcgaV6REwrUHyuJeekgy11YXbDjygB0hE6SqHddN6OoUxtM/s400/Paris+2010+720.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466052747940515010" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">i loved these little cheese appetizers!!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmFl56vKFqoZMCj1IntXaAb6MdjUz9RlupDDkbWFxMDC8zaKAf1CgtfBjyq1Utt32VFrj5pfcQ7FFSmpjGipkSg4lrdvYWw7Uo7JHhXb41ZtrAPBBJKEUOkHrhHXfFpic2eh4K8BIQLSA/s1600/Paris+2010+294.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmFl56vKFqoZMCj1IntXaAb6MdjUz9RlupDDkbWFxMDC8zaKAf1CgtfBjyq1Utt32VFrj5pfcQ7FFSmpjGipkSg4lrdvYWw7Uo7JHhXb41ZtrAPBBJKEUOkHrhHXfFpic2eh4K8BIQLSA/s400/Paris+2010+294.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466052739091235394" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">..but I REALLY loved the creme brulee'!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzhaA3H6SJ0f1zrIeOx_gZTqECYizXxiCP4u3oRzmdt2eJtWYH5mit4fojp1PH1DCP79GDtRkshvAf1MNFx3PENuIYH4IHuy0ijKj0MYzLL1j2P-AVr6IxcYlgHawIknjRvixzW5Lp-PU/s1600/Paris+2010+708.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzhaA3H6SJ0f1zrIeOx_gZTqECYizXxiCP4u3oRzmdt2eJtWYH5mit4fojp1PH1DCP79GDtRkshvAf1MNFx3PENuIYH4IHuy0ijKj0MYzLL1j2P-AVr6IxcYlgHawIknjRvixzW5Lp-PU/s400/Paris+2010+708.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466052733783052882" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Just brushing up with my $6 cup of coffee...</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyU6eQxrjQ5O2igEpdvxxdTu1WXo7CnRjTpFOJIC4S17-UaxWKdGCrijbG8tUbmkhj2dbLP-1HnY1hLIbN0YsRZBDfbCpt4DoM3FQx-RJvkZWMMmatAxfGBTAXiLpqm3m7mANuTsCrzfw/s1600/Paris+2010+259.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyU6eQxrjQ5O2igEpdvxxdTu1WXo7CnRjTpFOJIC4S17-UaxWKdGCrijbG8tUbmkhj2dbLP-1HnY1hLIbN0YsRZBDfbCpt4DoM3FQx-RJvkZWMMmatAxfGBTAXiLpqm3m7mANuTsCrzfw/s400/Paris+2010+259.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466052726985124466" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Roasted chestnuts!!!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJCnpGfIHj1siRI6EiF-gToenAA9FPl4uzmtcfQDTJO_ENtUb8r433qfA_otnSJp5cwJYidQcZdofHt9sNC_fc6lQSz0YdihmiJAbR95NcXgWSMiPYiKxFRhrG65feQAEau2JZ9OpEblo/s1600/Paris+2010+190.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJCnpGfIHj1siRI6EiF-gToenAA9FPl4uzmtcfQDTJO_ENtUb8r433qfA_otnSJp5cwJYidQcZdofHt9sNC_fc6lQSz0YdihmiJAbR95NcXgWSMiPYiKxFRhrG65feQAEau2JZ9OpEblo/s400/Paris+2010+190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466051268860800450" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My French breakfast!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8oGcN7RK7WVzLAxsR0-IntM2BhBCUs1mRPoLIWNgXpy9pOJeZdHSGiuMP-f-HziVQUT7M4LgJGbh9po7rG2-RrmDHoo-SVHNy8swTP5x374-1USDtY7IMbqbtsX8wNvVQg7uZJwGHW7c/s1600/Paris+2010+088.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8oGcN7RK7WVzLAxsR0-IntM2BhBCUs1mRPoLIWNgXpy9pOJeZdHSGiuMP-f-HziVQUT7M4LgJGbh9po7rG2-RrmDHoo-SVHNy8swTP5x374-1USDtY7IMbqbtsX8wNvVQg7uZJwGHW7c/s400/Paris+2010+088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466051265756387538" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">All he needed was coffee and jam :)</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAvF20isvEyBLQ4ga8BfhoI_cH1xne3poht3kFpGdQht1evJ7IolJJRGLFk3Ne1-M2W45sjFLyLTaJY4LOnxb5uREpPg-Jkya3AONENC5zhyacd63Ei3ygwI-iSBhdVd_acYBA5q8W56k/s1600/Paris+2010+089.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAvF20isvEyBLQ4ga8BfhoI_cH1xne3poht3kFpGdQht1evJ7IolJJRGLFk3Ne1-M2W45sjFLyLTaJY4LOnxb5uREpPg-Jkya3AONENC5zhyacd63Ei3ygwI-iSBhdVd_acYBA5q8W56k/s400/Paris+2010+089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466051259352249106" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Meringues!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmOmrgUaEKM3y1PZgYpuskuT4umuWXrFc5WXuDCLcbO2UQ3n6H0nDTw84sRX1J8kTGrp-t5jNqluG9azg0gpu_MuZz45wtHbGwhiT1uxZ5lPY2peM2974eaVLGy3jHLLyKpmoPKwjbRug/s1600/Paris+2010+040.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmOmrgUaEKM3y1PZgYpuskuT4umuWXrFc5WXuDCLcbO2UQ3n6H0nDTw84sRX1J8kTGrp-t5jNqluG9azg0gpu_MuZz45wtHbGwhiT1uxZ5lPY2peM2974eaVLGy3jHLLyKpmoPKwjbRug/s400/Paris+2010+040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466051248499855346" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">A cute cafe'</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs7zwTzo5VOfGL4pEm7EcIYa6QRaHEwtpbUELkxeq6JyK2hlbAiB7FMHsg0FwFv-nBsm8t4Yw2YqTDRR_4j3JNKY-z3HEUumpfK67BaSsxDGKlVdUYPZEufL9qDtLpc_R0j7xIWYzle6s/s1600/Paris+2010+180.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs7zwTzo5VOfGL4pEm7EcIYa6QRaHEwtpbUELkxeq6JyK2hlbAiB7FMHsg0FwFv-nBsm8t4Yw2YqTDRR_4j3JNKY-z3HEUumpfK67BaSsxDGKlVdUYPZEufL9qDtLpc_R0j7xIWYzle6s/s400/Paris+2010+180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466051242576638242" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">More fresh tulips...</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIXrZ7KO1OnE-kFa7O-kN-jVkbSo8JrbGFbMgvidlA7ONbtJSiohA7_GUhURRO5Ai4smGJi459BBOHMedMbi38T-FS42MRIys6t4ZDAhsH23plW57lEP4JNWC9KmWNCgKXyJ88Q0Y_gQQ/s1600/Paris+2010+035.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIXrZ7KO1OnE-kFa7O-kN-jVkbSo8JrbGFbMgvidlA7ONbtJSiohA7_GUhURRO5Ai4smGJi459BBOHMedMbi38T-FS42MRIys6t4ZDAhsH23plW57lEP4JNWC9KmWNCgKXyJ88Q0Y_gQQ/s400/Paris+2010+035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466050276384243298" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Fresh fruits and nuts on the street</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisaAJ33PShndVenSimaKuHTxreRFiUYH4eZUlBtk-R1BO0anHcgyq-WZClAq7FdYqN7FqjEDuYvjOwkUr_6F67vbE34_ykWjZwIkG5t_DIpql9aJHKXSMpFc_g46M_pyQh8YkLPApgNBA/s1600/Paris+2010+034.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisaAJ33PShndVenSimaKuHTxreRFiUYH4eZUlBtk-R1BO0anHcgyq-WZClAq7FdYqN7FqjEDuYvjOwkUr_6F67vbE34_ykWjZwIkG5t_DIpql9aJHKXSMpFc_g46M_pyQh8YkLPApgNBA/s400/Paris+2010+034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466050266908945618" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">French Croissants near the Eiffel Tower</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOcJY5frdYelBrywD_hsu-Y6zwcnZsXa9IP9g-0H7EcXoyg603bQQm7z4sW6AUlnZF0ME83Hp79te6TSdTgYQu6_l7IWGuFfZVmQ4dLWkPZ2u22LlM9OOBe5h2GWRcCYbMMd76QWM1yg4/s1600/Paris+2010+028.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOcJY5frdYelBrywD_hsu-Y6zwcnZsXa9IP9g-0H7EcXoyg603bQQm7z4sW6AUlnZF0ME83Hp79te6TSdTgYQu6_l7IWGuFfZVmQ4dLWkPZ2u22LlM9OOBe5h2GWRcCYbMMd76QWM1yg4/s400/Paris+2010+028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466050259350362434" /></a>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-14150936508828777352010-04-21T20:48:00.002-04:002010-04-21T22:33:56.623-04:00Gleeful!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNwtfKOVXAcCpZMJ62tdpY5G02YkLdXxDEAMSiP0ZlRYApnzcuUsCP3wG05UiOGBx5RsJUf74C9VWCSAGmGp9Z0UJOfbCzkqnbF-c6As2nKaZ9aNTTX2seETpVHGicH7k9Cwt_0ixd2jU/s1600/SamGlee.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 130px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNwtfKOVXAcCpZMJ62tdpY5G02YkLdXxDEAMSiP0ZlRYApnzcuUsCP3wG05UiOGBx5RsJUf74C9VWCSAGmGp9Z0UJOfbCzkqnbF-c6As2nKaZ9aNTTX2seETpVHGicH7k9Cwt_0ixd2jU/s400/SamGlee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462783965302676658" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPuEE1lhkaCXsnRvIx3KxADPneJh7_gDpnSfb2L8pZPX37QwdMDHfN4GO0mWeXuN5oByGrfIpFPh4VgGCVPzk-27LhzqEMfdzBD6eIjYpRtXonB_PlHck2rlKl6X0nZoPI1KWUufhxuAc/s1600/Gleecakes.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPuEE1lhkaCXsnRvIx3KxADPneJh7_gDpnSfb2L8pZPX37QwdMDHfN4GO0mWeXuN5oByGrfIpFPh4VgGCVPzk-27LhzqEMfdzBD6eIjYpRtXonB_PlHck2rlKl6X0nZoPI1KWUufhxuAc/s400/Gleecakes.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462783308914963298" /></a><br />How cute are these? Erin over at <a href="http://blog.bakeodyssey.com/">A Bake Odyssey</a> made them!! I was so excited that I made some for Will's chorus teacher and am making a bunch for a bake sale tomorrow :) This is one with Sam!<div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNwtfKOVXAcCpZMJ62tdpY5G02YkLdXxDEAMSiP0ZlRYApnzcuUsCP3wG05UiOGBx5RsJUf74C9VWCSAGmGp9Z0UJOfbCzkqnbF-c6As2nKaZ9aNTTX2seETpVHGicH7k9Cwt_0ixd2jU/s400/SamGlee.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Check out Erin's blog! I'll post when I have made the rest !</div><div><br /></div></div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-34768279307508885132010-04-21T19:38:00.010-04:002010-04-21T20:47:34.090-04:00Homemade Home Cookin'<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1sgjrPFTpbWf3JmEYXzuTXEx9pZk_XdN0o0elFWzcd4n-1Y7T5zepBjJt6OuEyToB2l9tblfCmW6dMh0ii9VccZvQvLkejtcfhebiiTSe-2Q1eVu54sfhTIWzbp6wwIF94uxlDTvSoTM/s1600/plate.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1sgjrPFTpbWf3JmEYXzuTXEx9pZk_XdN0o0elFWzcd4n-1Y7T5zepBjJt6OuEyToB2l9tblfCmW6dMh0ii9VccZvQvLkejtcfhebiiTSe-2Q1eVu54sfhTIWzbp6wwIF94uxlDTvSoTM/s400/plate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462756625589822898" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">We have been traveling and/or busy since Spring Break and therefore eating at home has suffered. My youngest has taken a growth spurt despite this AND the lack of fruit and vegetables in his diet.</div><div>Anywho...I decided to make some basic food tonight. Ham, green beans and potato casserole. I baked the smoked ham---nothing exciting. I do not like honey ham. Sweet meat is not appetizing somehow. The potato casserole has been in my family FOREVER and the green beans have as well. Since I am from southern Arkansas, I grew up on this food. My green beans are seasoned with salt, pepper and a nice ham hock :) For those of you who are wondering where the HOCK is on a pig....it is somewhere around the ankle joint. If you have ever examined the ankles of a pig, they are pretty meaty. If you have not noticed a pig's ankles...good for you. I will use a piece of <a href="http://www.petitjeanmeats.com/Merchant2/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&Product_Code=7&Category_Code=BIH">Petit Jean peppered ham</a> if I have it, but it has been used up from my Christmas stash!</div><div>Here are the pics and the Potato Casserole recipe follows!</div><div style="text-align: left;">Ingredients + cheese</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMEG8Tl09dRSDo436gHsTdNL7j3qxNxxkVGZ-0bVY3h5sLtzXdMYn6_wldnjjHXneMazggAMzBu1ENczlM75zebeb3_YzAcN0QruWIs2HSPAiwqlKoAtHQ4nALsmSylEiCPwcwa9l1Y6E/s400/potato4.jpg" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Place thawed potatoes in a 9x13 inch baker (this is my Pampered Chef pan...it is not dirty!) Spread the soup, sour cream, cheese, butter mixture on top...</div><div>I didn't take a pic of the soup, sour cream and cheese mixture because it didn't look photo worthy! This has half of the crushed corn flakes on top already...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgBI1VLgoujI_f2HkNYWsm3JQBZ3IPDaTPWTUtNz3ndo_jPs70NgN-cM0JXF8pTwIQz6MlGSqbtPZR4VqmXuZDxrGMdNormOdCfaQ1Ca8EckPzwB536QXpaLOiJt1fU50c-QaPgqeQ4jw/s400/potato2.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Add the crushed corn flakes to the top and pour the rest of the butter on the top! (I only use 1/4 a cup of butter in the mix and pour the other 1/4 on top. A total of 1/2 cup of butter. Gotta watch my girlish figure...apparently not my cholesterol!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Finished product! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRVHPNKvHntQnx1K8tGyP0EwUEfvOiqeOYvhk3fO2ab4WUVqDODAz_ZGms9XiNZI0tm0MFeYilJwrs567yeCwK7RDIco4Rb57FmQ97of0kwroOSt2F8yKVEIMy9LJKpk1gr9rP7iTjaDA/s400/potato1.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Recipe:</div><div style="text-align: left;">32 oz. frozen hash brown potatoes, thawed</div><div style="text-align: left;">1/2 cup melted butter, (not margarine!)</div><div style="text-align: left;">1 can cream of chicken soup</div><div style="text-align: left;">2 cups shredded cheddar cheese</div><div style="text-align: left;">8 oz. sour cream</div><div style="text-align: left;">1 teaspoon salt</div><div style="text-align: left;">1/2 small onion, chopped (I have to use garlic powder or my youngest thinks I am trying to poison him)</div><div style="text-align: left;">2 cups crushed <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Corn_flakes">corn flakes</a></div><div style="text-align: left;">1/2 cup melted butter</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Place potatoes in a 9x13 inch pan. Mix next 6 ingredients and pour over potatoes. Top with crushed corn flakes. Drizzle butter over the top. Bake uncovered 45 minutes at 350 degrees F.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Beans with ham hocks! (from my cell camera)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbQZaeE8XZqLwsMpRW21SOdTPj4dr3r91XckNbQGm2W6wxIFBQvqGDOO3fwXEpLse2xbwjxwesJAWJNetJqvN6Ok8CeyU5WVAWL95XFjxBebRg9jgX4_fiG0RUUiF95ayHszctgOwZW1w/s400/beans2.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Finished Plate!</div><div style="text-align: center;">(sorry for the poor quality of print!)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1sgjrPFTpbWf3JmEYXzuTXEx9pZk_XdN0o0elFWzcd4n-1Y7T5zepBjJt6OuEyToB2l9tblfCmW6dMh0ii9VccZvQvLkejtcfhebiiTSe-2Q1eVu54sfhTIWzbp6wwIF94uxlDTvSoTM/s400/plate.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Let me know if you try any of these :)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-23133894885105553682010-03-15T14:39:00.005-04:002010-03-15T15:40:11.686-04:00Getting Savvy...<div style="text-align: left;">Just found a great website...<a href="http://thesavvyphotographer-about.blogspot.com/">The Savvy Photographer</a>. I love looking at other photographers websites. Most are natural light photographers...ahhh so soft and ethereal. Not that harsh sunlight business that we get here in Florida! I did buy a <a href="http://store.garyfonginc.com/lsu-cloud.html">Gary Fong flash diffuser </a>and I must say that I am very pleased with the quality of photo that I get. Not so harsh as with a bare flash. Since I don't know Photoshop very well..OK not well AT ALL (I seriously need a class) I appreciate my diffuser. I get many questions about it when I use it. "Is that a piece of Tupperware?" "Is there dip in there?" Yea...spinach dip. Got any chips? I wish I looked like this chick in the Gary Fong add, but the diffuser is not that good!</div><div>This photo was without the diffuser...you can see how the flash is a little harsh on her face. (yea Alexis! What a voice this girl has!)</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvSkq8v1PHfu-CDkbRzdsz8TyGMXYRHPHAJ4k-pwnGY6ZayLyYhWT6qAJN6JrmDOPuNivluUu9VNokOk5e_ZNvlWW989l4mcHjYexicRtPXFVkd-pt11iFvbmUpPs7a9ansNp9qFgxvfQ/s400/099.JPG" /></div><div><br /></div><div>This photo was taken with the diffuser...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6BOSPHTD3HJGd4DQIxIb_JZ8SA66skKQmSzjaP-GCu0IpRf-efCyMXnkQ7MTz4hJZr7qAx6hjLI-4VXe8TCtMD78J8wVjLkISHDPd7GjZ2KfFROxL4uOBdpGihyikn-t2JWSHdRdEvFw/s400/OUAM+017.JPG" /><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre">T</span>he light is softened and there are no harsh shadows or light glares on their faces. Subtle changes, but nice ones!</div><div style="text-align: left;">So I need help with my composition of photos and I found The Savvy Photographer. I hope she can help! I would love to photograph in natural light, but unfortunately, most of my photography takes place indoors with action! Action requires a FAST lens and no flash or a slooooower lens and a BIG flash. FAST = very expensive...I went for the slower lens and the higher priced flash and diffuser. I'm trying here people :)</div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-42028862224289088452010-02-12T13:56:00.008-05:002010-02-12T14:46:34.916-05:00Friday Foodie Day....<div style="text-align: center;">It's a cupcake and fudge kind of day!! How much fun was it to make these?!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi83OMgqRW1-wWEroEkzKa-MmxjIqZbQIYdrndTXCf-issqcbdRNPjGyV3IZiuRE4eMf_Y5FwiSd9YBdNiWgNGtsltHRMIfXbCnx56Xuyy3cGqrZ7YrjcV_5OWHpFCiNnwq-fRUxaH6lgk/s400/HighHats.jpg" /></div><div>These are called Chocolate-Covered High Hats! You can use any cake flavor, but I used red velvet, MMMMMM! The recipe can be found in Elinor Klivans book, "<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Cupcakes-Elinor-Klivans/dp/0811">cupcakes!</a>" It is a step by step recipe that makes a fun cupcake! I also made these into mini cupcakes that my son's friends just loved.</div><div>Don't be afraid of the meringue. Just be ready to stand at the stove with the hand mixer and double boiler for the full 12 minutes and it will come out LOVELY and POOFY!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Granted, these don't look as impressive as the High Hats, but if you love Somemores...these will be right up your alley!! I am posting my photo... (so lazy with the photo taking...didn't even take <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhli60aPKpDDNMLYvkub97REQ0c3oZfI4CtUhTurJND8ExaK0BWfHf-6SIej50k2nD5kikdXPdlTBamrQMxMmBpeO7kMJ-2r9mzobAxKmp3Qu3edE21LzLGgHChUFROrX6lhLvAro9Pr28/s400/Somemores.jpg" /></div><div>them out of the pan for a better shot OR get a pic with them DRENCHED in chocolate!)</div><div>But check out my friend, (who doesn't know she's my friend) <a href="http://www.bakerella.com/smore-or-less/">Bakerella</a> and her awesome recipe for these cupcakes and her beautiful pictures!!</div><div>Sam had his Valentine's Day party today at school! I realized yesterday that this will be the last time he will have to take Valentine's to school!!! WHAT? ALREADY? Weren't you just in Kindergarten???? So I made some <a href="http://familyfun.go.com/recipes/conversation-heart-fudge-683686/">Conversation Heart Fudge</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPtlCxnvN_tAVXYoBdHvcjYZCzPc5JIozdb7rladK6d2MGDvaag46H42J6Hn_VUkSnL8Bk7WVh-x1RXnpzr0W1WIi5s9-9udZKTZ6L5C2NxEamR41JwoQT7_2QeqSbbjXcpPBw-P_4OyM/s400/Conversationfudge.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and wrapped pretty...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2_d4lT26RUq9YFTU6DxhO22DhCliI43ibjGOzy-phyphenhyphen57bo7rfL2aJG6fg1eQeX3k2YOMimDQHqGLtd2nVxYKyjGYLmwv2fJKvwvpSfmp2F6j7OuAC2lf-uJTobf38qnPVzsfPEesq2lA/s400/conversationfudgewrapped.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sam made these with one hand </div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBsmYX2ElHRqlGGbR9YhWSFSmJsYku10hOOvrkp31ggqqZqZjewDocQ_CEjybb9twm0pzMazj_e95sntmN84ccBvPE2qCqIrfH6usXRqXaRFTxjALO4oF5Z7NmlWZyeHAfLG_kLjLDxsI/s400/Valentinegnomes" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">since his other is in an immobilizer...he broke his collarbone last Thursday :(</div><div style="text-align: left;">Speaking of which...I have to go pick him up at school! Have a blessed and happy Valentine's Day Weekend!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-24753959868293868462010-01-30T11:01:00.011-05:002010-01-30T12:35:00.420-05:00Gator Bait, New exercise program & PTGD<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtG-FQicx0BjFVWK2yBSAZE4GT0LdCXbBNc5t9QnYTiDH_D1cYFalu-HBv0MUwYDNC2yhSzxsKPktXFcNN72uKN_42K-5glKKYj4CbfLNPw2aYB1KH09vbBufhUOuh7sI5vmYz0mB4BrI/s1600-h/0811825558-alligator.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 202px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtG-FQicx0BjFVWK2yBSAZE4GT0LdCXbBNc5t9QnYTiDH_D1cYFalu-HBv0MUwYDNC2yhSzxsKPktXFcNN72uKN_42K-5glKKYj4CbfLNPw2aYB1KH09vbBufhUOuh7sI5vmYz0mB4BrI/s400/0811825558-alligator.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432578438610070722" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">People...Have you ever considered what it would be like to be "BAIT"? Get Eaten? Run for your LIFE in a serpentine fashion? I didn't either until last Thursday. It all started when I told my friend Jeannie that she didn't keep me in the loop about her life. (God love her, she hears the minutia in mine). So, she invites me to walk this trail with her in south Melbourne Beach. "It's so pretty, Dana! You have to bring your camera!" Trail walking/running. Sounded snakey and like an ankle breaker to me, but hey...I asked her to keep me in the loop and was graciously invited. How bad could it be? I'll just watch where I am going while looking down for roots, holes and snakes, ya know. Besides, my muffin top was growing into a baker's dozen and I REALLY had to be more proactive.</div><div>Off we went, camera and cell phone in hand. It WAS beautiful along the trail!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOUPl0hYh75npt7_PYbH_HflOnDakKWSFwkJJ15A0ozeLpVvRGWwbkevXeUJxCMYBRHqFxmA_isguDH-SpNfgmIOmh8thWtyNtC_C5sch5dPY8f06a63OgQhn0I1zKP2ZKoo88yfMIwHc/s400/050.JPG" /></div><div> Smelled a little skunkish too, but what do you expect? It's a hammock! It's protected! It's natural! I would hang out there too if I was a varmit!</div><div>We came to a point in the trail where we could loop around a pond and we decided that we had plenty of time and "Why Not?!" We were engrossed in college scholarship conversation and I was thinking that I needed to look up more than down so I could enjoy the landscape. I was stopped dead in my tracks. Jeannie continued to walk not noticing that i wasn't beside her. All I could get out was something to the effect of "Sweet Jesus...." and pointed at the biggest alligator I had EVER seen. He was no more than 6 feet away from me sunning himself in the grass alongside the trail. <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGvsLgsa-a9GUKmHr8EEgQcC3n1VXYq0ilhmOch_OP3tfKH-kbwe4weUNpULw0-hi5Tqpr_b3EJo5_bEwmXWF8MXT765bwwQfb5VsXt6fn2hiuKXSfZm3nJHU1riNt_NU2ysJfrrNjDRc/s400/052.JPG" /></div><div>Jeannie stops at the taking of our Lord's name in vain (I'm sorry Jesus) see's what I am pointing at and takes off running.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAhPcTHYkOqw_qHpUr7w6b8hf-DYfx3nqSgAjq8G6ZeBwbAPx5ML5U89JowGdP0mz93No1P3abDy3bkhbijug_QE9y2J83MKfGEp_tNgnTIU4kz5hZ4ljdfl5iSnygFmjXJEj7cQJ-DgY/s400/062.JPG" /></div><div>I take a couple of steps with her and then think..."OOOO this would be a great photo!" Jeannie sees me and starts pleading with me...<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqpCcu5_M6StE6nXGyzgp0i2_WMhsH97h13fW-_ifuPXGo48JxptuwgQycAHKeR5S99nnUZZ6SPcDGNhzSEAhjrNeONIcAmHQPOMK-qGgvXqxsAayJc-KrpKr52yG_tF-2RH7WKms_j4w/s400/053.JPG" />"Come On, Dana!"</div><div>I couldn't help myself...that's when I took the first photo...and then I took another one before she had a nervous breakdown and I started backing down the trail after her, my heart about to jump out of my chest! Do those things attack? Do they lay in wait and grab you, shake you like a rag and roooooolllll with you into the water! That's right "Sweet Jesus on the cross"! Protected hammock, my @$$. "Gator bait trail" That's what it should be renamed.</div><div>We <b>quickly </b>make it to the other side of the pond and we can see it clear as day on the other side. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-zWIEaix-eR6AHFVHt-81wkJDlh8RZIwFoXFj_p_B1YMBzxReS0zBpngJepK9phfl9FoBgZJD8DbFLl_4_0dGZkyyoCmai-jDGg6jyXLjm5vBvib-IC9t2Y3Qjb-5hOzp3rb51VhnlwQ/s400/056+-+Copy.JPG" /></div><div>That gator was 8 feet if it was an inch and FAT!!! Did I mention UGLY?? Prehistoric. It could have been lying right up in the middle of the trail and...geez. Well, we scooted around that pond and made it out to the main road with our eyes WIDE open! But not before we saw this </div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx6mt9g70Nea4R5N8UDPClQu02azbGsn1Dnm9gd5zTlyV_jsXK2MfHpSeMQHmiz7mfzQOhfvTyyvxF8TvnXEBdmhH7MJW_W7wD2ub52xlA5WZmEDLvbs1XO-AmGOvj39FDVALmgE0hv-o/s400/058.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and this</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLx84Y5DbjKhsCqls9X2KxUiE0kPCieBbpObHNbsDoGRhAhkyEmLuOMsrPrb9a4wfP1iFe-C9gdYUBwpIUKcLG1zFqF1d3Pltx2ZQxB0E9oyWqwGygIzfwnDNVwuv-xyIILgPHzHE8i4w/s400/075.JPG" /></div><div><br /></div><div>We crossed state road A1A made famous by Vanilla Ice in the early 90's...you know, "A1A Beach Front Avenue!" I digress. </div><div>This is what is across from Gator Bait hammock...ahhhhhhh. Deep Breath.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVtY_EaFoSt2A48-gWVRWQvCm96VEtb8UW0mly_B3Ah8xNobOENwI_iyGOHppF9eQGnQ6ZsfVrPpm9d5fUgnT1VuIZGmai1R860uGx6GZCfd_ImRE7wniHFvSZFFiIc_DeWBfoPBJq9CI/s400/080.JPG" /></div><div>Miles of beautiful natural beaches. (music...ba dum....ba dum...ba dum ba dum ba dum!!!!!) </div><div>My sunglasses dropped in my lap later that evening while I was driving and I nearly drove into oncoming traffic. A little jumpy. <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;">P</span></b>ost <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;">T</span></b>raumatic <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;">G</span></b>ator <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">D</span></b>isorder. I'm writing a medical paper on it.</div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-62412184591741149282009-11-25T14:51:00.003-05:002009-11-25T15:05:32.810-05:00Sweet Potato Balls!!!LOVE these!! I will be making them tomorrow, but thought I would post the recipe today...insert pictures later. I will say that I will be baking the potatoes today to save time. Last year's finished product is in the post above!<div><br /></div><div><b>Ingredients!</b></div><div>4 large sweet potatoes</div><div>2/3 cup packed brown sugar</div><div>2 Tablespoons orange juice-I use fresh because you will need the actual orange for...</div><div>1 teaspoon orange zest</div><div>1/2 teaspoon grated nutmeg</div><div>2 cups shredded coconut, sweetened</div><div>1/2 cup granulated sugar</div><div>1 teaspoon ground cinnamon</div><div>1 large marshmallow per potato ball</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Directions!</b></div><div>Preheat oven to 350 degrees</div><div>Bake the potatoes until tender, then peel and mash them. I use a fork and this nifty Pampered Chef masher.</div><div>Stir in the brown sugar, orange juice, zest and nutmeg. </div><div> In a separate bowl, toss the coconut with the sugar and cinnamon. </div><div>Press mashed potatoes around each marshmallow, creating a 2-3 inch diameter ball. </div><div>Roll the balls in the coconut mixture. Place on a baking sheet or baking stone.</div><div>Bake for 15 to 20 minutes. Watch carefully for the last few minutes of cooking; the expanding marshmallow can cause the potato balls to burst open---which I think is kind of cool :) </div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-5707390779318974692009-11-20T12:08:00.014-05:002009-11-20T13:34:59.412-05:00Foodie Friday Cookies & Calamari...<div style="text-align: center;">I love the idea of planning Thanksgiving over drinks at <a href="http://www.mattscasbah.com/">Matt's Casbah</a> in downtown Melbourne! Although the girlfriends were photo-shy, the calamari appetizer and the warm goat cheese salad just sat there and smiled! Fabulous food. </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXNvR2sw4hUHgKIWlkDVLjDS8wVqvKzQGz9uJBh0RuGnapWECzDFkWQdQuhHMpCApr34Ovgl24pIG8xTNS-MJAg-J1x9569J0XqTP0RIjs-TprA9_aZHEmJf5-_CRuLZk56ul8w82uIko/s1600/023.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXNvR2sw4hUHgKIWlkDVLjDS8wVqvKzQGz9uJBh0RuGnapWECzDFkWQdQuhHMpCApr34Ovgl24pIG8xTNS-MJAg-J1x9569J0XqTP0RIjs-TprA9_aZHEmJf5-_CRuLZk56ul8w82uIko/s400/023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406236302044354242" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSpO94yYzu7p5JS0COLai7LMFt3azTG9CgL7Ad0y8PZxETfebmLXVaq5M3YspzYvmQsOMGBH8qf2gUuAU-ueQMnDK3StErH2X87kuxACV-Eg24mOLS-hqLjRzyMeTG_zqTfrLVD2-rLiI/s1600/022.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSpO94yYzu7p5JS0COLai7LMFt3azTG9CgL7Ad0y8PZxETfebmLXVaq5M3YspzYvmQsOMGBH8qf2gUuAU-ueQMnDK3StErH2X87kuxACV-Eg24mOLS-hqLjRzyMeTG_zqTfrLVD2-rLiI/s400/022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406236297336084258" /></a>We quickly decided on the menu...fried turkey, sweet potato balls, pies, green bean casserole, rolls. You can bet I will have photos of those! Here is a photo of the Sweet Potato Balls from last Thanksgiving! I'll post the recipe before Thanksgiving so ya'll can try it too!<div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdzP539z7VR2dc3KaBUYF_4E-cjDDh__m7nkfDLaNh9IEF7XjoK9SenApaxiFgeq0sgLIAUJZXfWU4PqpbLrBISr7hlmL3sEUZ2lHqtgzi0y4zXmc2Nv88slLevE68fNc2tTtaCKz3ZBA/s400/2008d.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">On to today's recipe! OK...so this started out as Chocolate Chip Cookies only to find out that i didn't have enough chocolate chips but did have an extra bag of Butterscotch chips hence the name change...Chocolate Scotchies. Catchy. I also didn't have any baking soda...thank you Jennifer for the ingredient...again. Hate going to the store. Anywho...</div><div style="text-align: left;">Here are the ingredients:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvoDcSurgRzxniwWR5ZAEBPac0jTnlBns0_1qdhxdElUqGeIvkByCmOTWhrfn6-5JlLXHpdJbmilACc-U9uTGkjK0DrI9oWmwNjGqtnJTsHSORy1hVjZrMfQPC9V-G6TaBCHC_HtDbUVM/s400/027+-+Copy.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW-AIrJIhwx7EABUnkt1O842cUmwn7ND1sfL6q-LDyujwvTQqN3xgvkDzrPslimeajiO7ASw4uqg6-E9go4DSXsrcM_JUE2xEnbNEKFcO64ITgNvkQYl3y9OW7qQPXr0HyOboPz02B_j8/s400/026.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I doubled this recipe. Almost more that 'Kevin' the KitchenAid could take. That's right. I named my mixer.</div><div style="text-align: left;">I whisk my dry ingredients TOTALLY against my mom's good judgement. I'm just lazy and it works well.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzGEU6CnxpF-sr02nNaUcsfBKBpPiDoHx4EiWJRp1JCVsPa8gSWlKEsYCch3Wcw_SfmSb-EoJUMn6WBQYIxSsDUiSZxuZO0mBJTG0TB_T2QgePJ5e1yGzmwyrxgYNH8f8BLx-yNixsPAc/s400/031.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Meanwhile the shortning (do not use oil, yuck), brown sugar, white sugar, eggs, vanilla and almond are getting work out from Kevin.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjraUcKuDvIBr5lttOMWdetH0YgD4nluB_vfxRO6Gu7emL75-FX9sVzPHBHg-uZg9cTdKkCfQliYFrgoHfVgwHeyutgN4Qh-ERbDKjwHS8a-voQk6fDMCza0erRp-8cIGPqwsTmwM3vnbU/s400/032.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Then the dry ingredients are added...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixLQ050MQp8QcmtXXI30PCnMYBnxCW07sDK1Kha5cpdIyKcBjSHRjBM6pfRW71ogusEsoxwK8A0N8ZDdP7CgbftO8mSOc76pEflV9ip0tSichWoXZrUQgwwTcViXWGcDMx7DC4fnFQtIU/s400/036.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Speed was set a little high and Kevin gave that flour mix the ride of it's life!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsjcSX6CLGBKdbL-_Ze7yMKN3zZSEnFBzX_gkIv3DQd31pDaoGiJvqS72vdAxYfXjcTsct4uguv5bJyZfifSNW6SN_1GnigtreQzdDplkjW1Db9gyKC1zeHgcNyYJ12Ff44dIbLD-U2wM/s400/037.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This should make a beater licker H-A-P-P-Y!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPjae15Zj9hSjfBQ_nz2AqTCKAwqaLxISptd_5DqufGIhuXJdTYRkXZhn7F4_89w-gg0VnQiknZ-cqf4UWNQSdLJjHzZgH8Ox6GRX3dvhSeuiKIaMbExe924js5ROpzxTs4q1VXJFqmp8/s400/040+-+Copy.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm a southern girl and LOVE pecans...not those Yankee walnuts. It's destiny that pecans are my favorite nut...my mom went into labor with me wilst picking up pecans in our backyard :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtQnDPVgmmy3lM8ePKJiHeR9p_5u1IMVGchy1UR-BKsidl-eY5R__2jk6qU_FoOMDXKTP_5RHHJV9MwLwIS9oun6q6BW5InlmIgPGYEac4WQHYgJmbhQB487WLO_KU-qg7yS121GXoyRg/s400/038.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Look! See that bag? It's from my mom. I love my mom. Chop them up and hand stir them into the batter!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8UqjePMKQLgZmUduVXVcijCyhrEBWbZndy_IMPmy8ipC0i1m2BlewBvmkbeTZHBBepFz6EMApOoFKeZdhTC4Gd942sVY7WABqn3wBgvQigYIBDSRGc4kKJTftVZJyOC8chbLoh_9pC5M/s400/039.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">A bag each of the chocolate chips and butterscotch chips...the anticipation in the kitchen is growing...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkUqDdelI372ZmOomjMzxk4jTTLrUCyTnhcCm-v9EQO3y87Y8S51xxk7dV1v1bMbnMzyC9RzWAg2Io7sNcq0SYw1crtMOjwa_UBf2Okt-rOgaOyCp78LwJ_JMoFgvugmpfsa-U6zZnk9s/s400/041+-+Copy.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hand stir the chips into the batter too!</div><div style="text-align: left;">I use stones for baking. They are great for even cooking! I also use a scoop so the cookies will be the same size and will bake evenly.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCRlmGFlnKm1rU7-n0PwaEBOiXHPSQKh5bPMkhX7kQentwSmvtahN1-roTIleY5dUc6EO_rWDrm8xco_UuK3PdufqXrTrwOPI6roqCr7V0HeLeyyZgoyVkl8KxCjAL6aN82avI82BBBa0/s400/043.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ready for the 350 degree heat for about 10-15 minutes.</div><div style="text-align: center;">mmmmmmm! Can't you smell them from there???</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXxxUCFwvwdQbLRm6DMpcqhRCJhxCeElaqsl18oOTqcqST1HIYShzunmCPJC-pVnqhXfaSn00tydeSKsa06-UAHdCBkKELXC3SenmOkSSJg-GWuS7osnHBGVSkQ7nsLB-mH7GiT4wHPyk/s400/001+-+Copy.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Disclaimer for those who do not use stones...this stone is not grungy!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGFqtJyJ7GWNjvmpKoeBfeV9jr-2KkbHtBbZQztToBRGsFnWDWmuvAxgtey4iI_sZrCziy0oEZGs5ddGw1ejkqFzr_Y9A-YI_ZVBBz5JCIO2OwBfD6cKQoGd9uPiWRdNhKZ3GmkNJ85vc/s400/002.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This cookie has a meeting with destiny...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAOsvJHOL6Eqd20ysTH64KLW_srZB_R6jTwxy3vr1O4Q1u0pL1I6M7dydWcCXx2FviY-68IwnfmTFm5rnzSfz9rsyGIh9Y9aiJ2NiEp99J9zqFfgZujwbcULMDDnAI3ny4L9pdfDQ9uvU/s400/003+-+Copy.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Enjoy!!</div><div style="text-align: left;">If you would like the recipe just post to my comments and I will send it on to you!!!</div></div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-79773287520861302732009-11-17T17:00:00.003-05:002009-11-17T17:07:47.921-05:00Autumn Gifts!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLFW-sXMakTT-R1kqSuaHeMbnQpKSflA0iHMs0dH0Ic-1RckRS07pjTlCI3ALkznN2INOobINawWeXe44Eoa1NhQQu9lzRnaYiyOyItpahqvwXvL0U0r5vdyh7NebuNHUKqUiTU2t33TU/s1600/284.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLFW-sXMakTT-R1kqSuaHeMbnQpKSflA0iHMs0dH0Ic-1RckRS07pjTlCI3ALkznN2INOobINawWeXe44Eoa1NhQQu9lzRnaYiyOyItpahqvwXvL0U0r5vdyh7NebuNHUKqUiTU2t33TU/s400/284.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405196509907535202" /></a><br />I entered a contest over at <a href="http://www.abellasorriso.com">www.abellasorriso.com</a> and won some fun autumn gifts! Thanks Jennifer!!! How cute is the note card and gift bag?! I have to do that soon on this site, but now...I have to go pick up Will at school. Then to Office Depot, then to the grocery. Boo. Hiss.Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-53342115445352576772009-11-13T13:11:00.013-05:002009-11-13T15:14:46.561-05:00Recipe Friday: Miss Fluffy Rice...<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"> </span></span></div> Let me just start out by sayin that I was NOT Miss Fluffy Rice of Arkansas County 1979.<div> I was<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicnkrPjfT8e4hGpFfMQ47qA5ow-S1urGRv01dJTzlFrhDTyztNOoAqA99tMHa40JTCQo9BhsAvxlhwtswPJEh7qOAQ7QCK5yIiXS2bSmDYGsFkIwvQ0OLXkCo3VaLMgNk6YoVHRyz5Ffc/s400/013.JPG" /></div> <div><span style="font-weight:bold;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">2nd place Miss Fluffy Rice Arkansas County 1979. "Lynn's Cheesey Chicken and Rice" won 1st place in 1979. Not that I remember. Not until my mom gives me a box of high school trophies.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Background: I grew up in the Grand Prarie of southern Arkansas. Arkansas ranks No. 1 in the US in rice production, therefore Miss Fluffy Rice is a cooking contest using rice as an ingredient. There are county contests and then the statewide contest. The purpose of the the contest (I Googled it...)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> PURPOSE:</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><i>The purpose of the Miss Arkansas Rice Contest is to promote interest in rice cookery and rice</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><i>promotion among the youth in Arkansas and to focus attention of the general public of Arkansas on the importance of the rice industry to the economy of the state. The purpose of awards in the contest is to recognize superior achievement in rice cookery, rice promotion and basic knowledge about the rice industry.</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">All high and mighty now days calling it "The Miss Rice Contest". Guess there were some who were offended by "fluffy" Geez.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Anywho...I cooked this recipe for the entire neighborhood until I had it dooooooooown. Weeks of preparation, people. Even had a cute apron to wear courtesy of my mom. Well, APPARENTLY my dish was too exotic--<b>Spanish Chicken and Rice</b> and did not have Velveeta as the 2nd main ingredient! Not that that was a requirement, but "Lynn's Cheesy Chicken and Rice" was the winner. Hell, I think it had potato chips in it too! Lynn (smarmy Lynn) bragged that she 'threw it together last night for the first time'. Not that I remember. It was not my first encounter with a smarmy girl, but an epiphany into the 'over preparation doesn't pay' life rule. Or maybe it was the Velveeta that was the clencher. Hell, who knows. Anyhow, she didn't win the state title that year with processed cheese. That's not being Snarky, that's Karma, people.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Here is the recipe. It is handwritten by my mom who has BEAUTIFUL 1st grade teacher handwriting. The red ink is my addition...</span></div></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit_cw0gSXZzgk9gl30T1hRoak5M7cJ-oJVDX6MUr3rel1SyThW6BiHRE0FtF-Csw9CGHlw4zr3KkTolOizVro6p-JDUHLZ1bV0RH0sAKc7nf7dyqKutJUoSFIjS-nie6PxATz-gU_XKfI/s400/011.JPG" /></div></div><div>She even has me add "Serve with Salad" in the upper right corner. My mom is the BEST cook.</div><div>Here are most of the ingredients:</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMm-BBqmgVQ5kkg5LhapH8oYlbYqfANBDvzZID_-gsFih_y0s321O8XmslmSDCONOYQpltfmIkIo4DzhaBRfS9mB1seWMpuvE_djUVmeZ7LEfi397190t7nEsaBhjfe2hkoGl_CvIZvP8/s400/009.JPG" /></div><div>...and the full list:</div><div><b>1 four lb. chicken</b> cut into pieces (I cooked mine whole this time because an intact chicken was cheaper than a cut up one and I am not the greatest at cutting up a dang chicken!)</div><div><b>2 T. cooking oil</b></div><div><b>1/2 cup chopped onion</b> (I have to use onion powder because my youngest thinks I try to slide the real ones into everything and won't eat them--says he can't help it and is sorry about that)</div><div><b>1 clove garlic minced </b>(I threw it in with the chicken)</div><div><b>1/2 cup bell pepper, chopped</b> (not in the pic...refer to onion commentary)</div><div>Heat the Oil in a large heavy pot. Add the onion, garlic and bell pepper. Cook 5 minutes. (Didn't have a photo...again, see above comment)</div><div><br /></div><div>OK...let me stop here and explain this picture:</div><div> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3gej0o3wzWYX2518889A55Ou2J0swgwCFAZlsfs87J1fDB5NZCptyH9CMPT__B1m0q9AVP53VpFDag-_R6_tuXcDU3O_5FFMvDjoIAN9U9XiuizQ27H7gQ6rTjUcYpqKTZPtkYKf_FqY/s400/003.JPG" /></div><div>See that little pin feather on the right facing wing? GAG....</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8gPMjYbaaPyd2ITegaK9umKZ_jkVz9qSso8BoXan9_WY6LxvDhI00UH4c4r-f7Yk5K3Ty-ZuM88DesR3DtVwV5rYF9q5oLOVNcsA8atjJR3Gug_i6Pk_p6RXWkmB7_M0y_Ok2nIpeMxU/s400/004.JPG" /></div><div>and pull that sucker right out! Now, we can carry on with civilized 21st century cooking!</div><div><br /></div><div><div><b>3 cups boiling water</b> (I just cover the chicken with as much as it takes. Then the chicken floats..)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn2JnaivPpkJU4-DIBjFU4e6cz4TLAYXb1wEo7FlzUdmgjRyXNjwa5OOCcpADdyAGHnVvspgItqWQCWvid4uVNwKgDNYP6VAJo2BZ25Gs8LD5B5_AYV0R8pvtnMFXENrX57apF9E6EPGc/s400/006.JPG" /></div></div><div>Add that <b>2 t. of Salt</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNE0Mt2VmpJW8iItEf1xqls_FxZCrzb6XUM_MhpyC5hCuCRXH1a0RxHAbgNfU9AKY8itDo9FNRIfBGIlkJhomDKO5Qh1CgvwfuaGwB9j1MGTWhO77-z8h7mXJHYfDdI6XYDcwCRR-Hfg4/s400/018.JPG" /></div><div><br /></div><div><b>1/4 t. pepper and 1/2 tsp. dried basil</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxu_9n3fKUSOWKzDcRD3GCMXe7TZqrj6kmNG_9HwLY-NGXF3LdM4AKNezhSoaDcZHyY_M7uaFzLZ8AiDHJRqsRc7KTLxrXszHNOVxDhp7XFvvBTky48o4ogvqpMlZcAm-5491GlG363LY/s400/019.JPG" /></div><div><br /></div><div><b>1 t. Paprika</b> (I always think of Baby Paprika from Blues Clues...)</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfDKle7sxKdpUl44jxd7g3SMTML2HmGMOko51Gv77YON05u-RkwwoNloFDWimy-7dRrf6dyywP3YB-hI63XckRdMMxTKZsPw6vGv6G65_OXVXqyxoQRa7Yi2dZ8xVbrHP7nYCL1B7n1jw/s400/017.JPG" /></div><div>Cover and cook over low heat until chicken is tender...My mom says about 50 minutes.</div><div>Take the chicken out---DO NOT DRAIN THE BROTH. KEEP IT!</div><div>Remove the meat from the bones (I guess you say 'Debone' because saying 'Pick' sounds gross)</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLMGbyWzinrL34GUK5cD1PwdIzbYwwOw4QJ1AIlY9o7yA72ovlrKNnd9qcqSGSIa8KeKxZqcZrAXBYvHZ4rLXbJDe8kr3_pzPfk5LNo7odkZBw6ZDqPA1_vMoVlyZ8zacRANKS2ZkrAlk/s400/022.JPG" /></div><div><b>1 cup uncooked brown rice </b>(you may want to use more depending on how much liquid you used to cook the chicken. The ratio is usually 1 cup rice: 2 cups liquid)</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwhif9jvC2Pt1gpOwNSdTJrpqHl2xbF5SuJYPfDomxbigVellLsDf8xXvrext4geoydsa96_qEdqxPDd7shGWo7NcvQpxkSYkPtzVHDbYsLoqp2f-rG3i_snAjdfhdxNpcCUnvRxv7UPc/s400/021.JPG" /> </div><div>Add rice and continue cooking over low heat for 20 minutes, stirring once or twice.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6IBTAvjySDqTsZzq6HT2mw1Q8vfxSMCClAGeICGhLxoE_m9zWr3zTBN33QGVq5-WDlZoqEH9f45O1MqD9-YQ0vGpZYzZW5p02Ax4XZpjrHnpbuE_Tyo1vXdk7fnJCjhyphenhyphen9R707VMPeSm8/s400/024.JPG" /></div><div>Add <b>1/4 cup chopped pimento </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRNCzGUMU-RpM0jZPSWkjSSjj_CIskuqIRU8NvfgiP1Pm-ayuvAxCWLhZe2lI12ADXFQMxWZ6NcOkGM9XWBmhY4mp5FWJHcXiVUbOv4I3b7FskXTU3AtM3FuLBe2-F3ZkREwAmupqtENY/s400/027.JPG" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Heat for 5 minutes and then add the chicken and combine!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg79r0kHzEHa72iEqNdWvAnCJqkmxL0RjxseE0uyVgJPLVZrESKYNn8ckxnsyqpTDP-KEqPQuuLfp1cTvqUWuV0OAlGfFbkQZ6PbMaJH6uxll9NRlwH6AuWtxdpcmNzHh3P5SGS0mAZNo0/s400/025.JPG" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Just look at the anticipation in the room!!!!!</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYCdkfIlf57B-4zl0w_JEsuPvRge_0TDEQza358qH3BW976yZBYRcoD1mBJbggRkxPxnsH_8ntmeJAYMBe6A-G5Cp2V2nK603fIvfQEK0BAZG3Vl6oIW0-ohjIU5tIYQQjbtt0nT_8VFM/s400/002.JPG" /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3WiRM4tDIkwjnTeNGasd4Rkrsytfrae3GuKU5j-enKoC9xkMlc4y_ZbKZxc-8-UKKQWSf2nJvcaMvEzxoXmhZ-01rFeasWh3V1YHlbanLBBIJmAGcEbFnVCTvEaGmoxXg-fuUB4wzVJ8/s400/001.JPG" /></div><div><br /></div><div>No salad...that's why my mom reminded me. She knows I "forget" the salad!</div><div><br /></div><div>Enjoy <b>Spanish Chicken and Rice</b>, 2nd place in the 1979 Arkansas County Miss Fluffy Rice Contest !!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdDltKMWOS7u0nF8jvICyRS8DVHJ8ijFTOcaiA_u4KFeo5cQ1DWpIiUNuog07H6BoENsam5Vh-k9qKvMnvNCfxhLNLPC9ZTqAypPJ9BH9JZGmC3yXgAPxtJ97S9Z6E9emLIxINksf9J9w/s400/033.JPG" /></div></div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-71360863055498797232009-11-09T20:27:00.005-05:002009-11-09T21:09:24.215-05:00Halloween Party and an Octomom...So...Halloween is my FAVORITE holiday. Well, then there is Christmas and Easter for all of the baking. I also feel I have to give a shout out to Thanksgiving since I feel it gets short changed by Christmas. Anywho...back to Halloween. We had our 5th annual pumpkin carving party this year! Seems like I just couldn't get started with the decorating until the last few days of October! I also like to make something new every year that I can reuse the following years! This year I made this awesome spider web out of leftover pool screen from the previous owners of our house. I say "I" made it when actually I sucked my friend Jen into helping me make it! God love her...she gets pulled in every year. I know my friend Dani knows how she feels. :) I was so busy/distracted that I didn't get a photo of it before I took it down! I did, however, make some pretty cool lanterns and took pics of them...Thank you to my good friend Cindy for donating the large paper for them!<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbYZ_nTHvgsaEZX_IjwGmHo8Takpc8JLv8s9u1ZOvOpgGP_wE08dshggEtahPuPaDYjnN6v3lA8_fl6xSKbYD8pLwXd7STTI0oGFwYXce91ShtIAgUo6_5oqec8Gcv-aM-w3WFPt2rG5Q/s400/003.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402283150979039442" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2WMFowNGVU_P2hh3_NBrhZiVWyuyttekWCbxmntP5u4dA3t2RPamxHAGLMWejIJTpfe-RN6c7GahU86epn1XvkgxU1yb8kWFbN4Usg7X7dpFuY1xAW5kjVbonngPumWrrQjHNuRCpZP0/s400/002.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402283147246425954" /><br />Loved these! They turned out so well. There were flickering electric tea lights suspended in them to give the lantern effect! Don't know where the heck I'm going to store them though...ALWAYS the problem.<div>I made this huge Owl face last year! It's about 20 inches in diameter! It's suspended from the ceiling by fishing line...still. Again... where to store it.<br /> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA_7KFH6Stdf49UCvnOWkqa3WrncMm6T55L0g_2K9t00gbANob5TYIE_NBZs8ywztjNvkriSrEilJfDBPthGopsozMe2mqeIeH-3g-Kl7VUdKYy4QMNLz0BFLPLKMsvW0iYW1G3Enrw1o/s400/004.JPG" /></div><div>My husband is convinced if the lanterns and the owl stay up another week that we won't see them anymore. You know, he is right. That happens to many things in this house, but that is another post.</div><div>Oh yeah...Octomom. She visited our party. Geez. (That's my Engineer Man...)</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTM1UdfT0eSLsxBDjVaDsO2YQTw_C9P2HNJoHrFfAUH6681AE6ewnAoWjhLpaAmALioZzyk80Q3mVcEcSTz2OLyRSCo_pvNBgqj9o9xPT8DR0CxPu0XgSpmigVZYi0Zmq1zE2mLAs7yWc/s400/034.JPG" /></div><br />Also, a couple of nuns...<br /><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtJCYj3ky2A79BmSL5PieLc9S9DuONZAnwkEbKaz1f6QJxBSURmqJqCNwwAy7mPYOgwBoU_vRCkScloNU1rgBWFsSUEGrL_GT7rfFC1aY8p8FraUfyXoezJs9lKLMxJq1gbqjc24rdPwI/s400/036.JPG" /></div><br />Good friends dressed as OUR boys...<br /><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW9hvr-I3Fp8b7M9-3eUs-zUHtz-4wud2So0PseWHQWlWl1a26yf3jsRPOJS4sOLz58cMkuqh9nKUImAFZ9xbn6MQkK_qYDhm9EBR4t4Ha-z1-Zt4fNwHX42aPKwS3LA_OzhPudlktg2k/s400/Mike+Lauren1.jpg" /></div><br />...and friends carving pumpkins by the pool!<br /><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC7PDTeCeepl1LlDCFnttC2UU1wPyw3mGZDjnoeDFdCPAJ4CVr4NWEkBVzOp5rVd-5J2QMRgcg8qkS9Y-h4Wetwl-MMiFWjHdXEvvtEdlH_IWrs4eHPHRlmuNRSB3oPEqvZ6Cbsq5pt-U/s400/037.JPG" /></div><br />We had a great time! I just spent all of my time hostessing and not taking photos...As I am known to say in my house, "My life goes undocumented."Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-13064928014850527912009-11-06T17:16:00.002-05:002009-11-06T17:41:30.104-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbAtRXUHxcd1wvDiMeYcSR9IyW2Tj6PfU_LjmOD8QoZqzWYBagEePBFg9t7BeQa48eSjIEaaD5K1d0jfMn7MgPOs5HcoQ5_Z5NHtEXBNAdvtFgLSTln7QgxqLN8bi5O81S2MLFUZNx760/s1600-h/022+-+Copy.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbAtRXUHxcd1wvDiMeYcSR9IyW2Tj6PfU_LjmOD8QoZqzWYBagEePBFg9t7BeQa48eSjIEaaD5K1d0jfMn7MgPOs5HcoQ5_Z5NHtEXBNAdvtFgLSTln7QgxqLN8bi5O81S2MLFUZNx760/s400/022+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401118435237293874" /></a>Cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeese! This is what 56 looks like. Happy birthday to me!<div>OK. I lied up. Really only 46, but I am just practicing the art of "Lying Up about my Age". So far it has worked liked gang busters!! "Wow! You look great for 56!". "I would have thought you were 10 years younger!" One lady apparently under the influence of narcotics post-op thought I was in my late 20's!!! What? I advised she back off on the Dilaudid. She smiled and said 'OK'.</div><div>My sweet boys bought me a cannoli and stuck a couple of candles in it! I loved it! I was dipped in chocolate on the ends! Yum! My sweet Engineer Man gave me a card with Steven Jobs photo in it and said"It's time..." 'Who the hell is Steven Jobs?' I asked. "The creator of the Mac!!", he and my oldest said a little deflated. "Oh....oooooooooooooooooooooooooh!!!!!! Woo Hoo! Are we finally crossing over to the world of puppy dogs and rainbows and Apple computers???! Yeeees!</div><div>"Where is it?" I said...panting now and anxiously looking around. "Well, I don't have it yet. Not sure which one to hemorrhage the bank account on." Ok. He didn't exactly say that, but that's what he meant. God love him. Well I don't know either, but Lisa knows. She has what she calls her Mac Daddy. It's pretty darn sweet too. She is so in love, that she is buying her 12 year old one! Geez. He loves hers. It practically does his homework.</div><div>I want one. I want it to be hip while it vacuums my floors.</div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-16553551896143619722009-10-02T12:40:00.004-04:002009-10-02T13:13:04.634-04:00New addition...stinky package...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioU0gO6iSd5em51RYZ959Izpo7PclrouL3dFcuYoJCcupLA7-MzaGIvolYNdyfjQpeKM_Q4UWYJxoO2vE2bKBuVS48BokAl-DtUyf0uIG4u0XcsN4z2yZvgP8n6IEubhJA7_3vCQBprww/s1600-h/Milo"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioU0gO6iSd5em51RYZ959Izpo7PclrouL3dFcuYoJCcupLA7-MzaGIvolYNdyfjQpeKM_Q4UWYJxoO2vE2bKBuVS48BokAl-DtUyf0uIG4u0XcsN4z2yZvgP8n6IEubhJA7_3vCQBprww/s400/Milo" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388050951221567826" border="0" /></a><br />It's a really good thing he is cute and soft and cuddly because, God love him...his face stinks!<br />Let me back up.<br />My sweet friends, Joyce and Otto had two shih tzus---Oliver and Milo. Milo was always my favorite. Shy and sweet he always sat up on his back legs with his front legs drooping, waiting for you to notice him. Sometimes he would "paw" wave with one leg as if to say "I don't mean to be a bother, but when you have a minute could you pet me?". Otto loved his dogs and Joyce loved Otto. What a fun beautiful couple. So good to each other. True soul mates. As life often goes, sickness comes in and derails everyday life. They couldn't find the cause of Otto's coughing. It was getting so that he couldn't walk very far without becoming short of breath! Finally, a diagnosis of lung cancer explained everything. Then there was the metastisis and chemotherapy and life style changes that quickly come along with acute illness. All through it Ottos puppies kept his spirits high. I even took their pictures so he could have them with him during a prolonged hospital stay.<br />The end seemed to come quickly. I saw Otto the day he closed his eyes for the last time. That afternoon as he sat on the side of his bed, he waved to me to thank me for driving his sister from the airport. His puppies were becoming leary of going into his room, nervously barking from the foot of the bed. The Hopsice nurses said the dogs will sense when he is not doing well. Sweet things, they knew something was wrong and were waiting for it to change. There was nothing anyone could do. At 7:30p that evening, Otto asked everyone to leave the room because he was tired and needed some rest. Joyce stayed by his side and held him as he left his earthly bonds. It wasn't gentle like in the movies, but she was there and that is where he wanted to be. His Milo and Oliver were there as well.<br />Sometimes, having such sweet reminders around is just too much for those left here on this earth. So, my sweet stinky-face is with us. He has a Jack-Rat for a companion and a strange new animal--a big Tuxedo cat for a friend now. He has a loving family and new activity to keep him busy. As I watched him today stare out the window, I wondered if his sadness was lifting. I hope we can be a good family and I hope he finds joy with us.<br />Now, where is that groomer's number?Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382450187376129093.post-35571969196513769102009-07-12T11:48:00.009-04:002009-07-12T12:22:43.835-04:00Once upon a Pea...Actually, it's the story "The Princess and the Pea" turned musical "Once Upon A Mattress"! The Summer of Fine Arts program here in our county auditions students from all of the schools in the south of the county for this one production. It's really great because they get to know other kids from area schools and attend each other's school productions throughout the year! The kids get college credit too! What a funny musical! The actresses and actors in this were soooooo funny and talented. It was really fun to watch. I took quite a few photos over the course of about a week of rehearsals and posted them all on my Facebook for the kids to see. Will was in the chorus and had a part as a dancer, Sir Harold :) Here are a few photos...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP1Z1EDIRzklbqFyIv2JHHT3y1z2bhT3yALDu5U5m9QnlZ27PUIyN2pCYwDdWFgcoOcPHuIDYeFZmvhrFsr_ryWoEMFT6VOncd8A7Wot49vSBVgiz2tBfj9-g4a-sV3Id40NiAgVBt_wo/s1600-h/072.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP1Z1EDIRzklbqFyIv2JHHT3y1z2bhT3yALDu5U5m9QnlZ27PUIyN2pCYwDdWFgcoOcPHuIDYeFZmvhrFsr_ryWoEMFT6VOncd8A7Wot49vSBVgiz2tBfj9-g4a-sV3Id40NiAgVBt_wo/s400/072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357608137509085122" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJmnfHThMCn6thHvHOMs0zg_UFk2OwzVMbDCiHKKltjEkVVrcSs4-y-uYlJM-fA_lnHedvuJ7BxlOl0037obmCbdILzNafjporGbH2Kou6cWaL_Dq37tQmCiRFKr220imU4n-CAVWsHFw/s1600-h/QUAM+107crop.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 136px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJmnfHThMCn6thHvHOMs0zg_UFk2OwzVMbDCiHKKltjEkVVrcSs4-y-uYlJM-fA_lnHedvuJ7BxlOl0037obmCbdILzNafjporGbH2Kou6cWaL_Dq37tQmCiRFKr220imU4n-CAVWsHFw/s400/QUAM+107crop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357606849425160066" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcVbEmDjZQkESpRc39XvSAT06G5AidHptZodRtgsnO4uhSew1wGRG4KI1IFdZk4wYBax2e5EYVxf8Vj81crDVtvAi75izi1aWGT679mW5iLtRKEnBejZufeWoh2VD76K7xJBnywV5bzVU/s1600-h/OUAM+057.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcVbEmDjZQkESpRc39XvSAT06G5AidHptZodRtgsnO4uhSew1wGRG4KI1IFdZk4wYBax2e5EYVxf8Vj81crDVtvAi75izi1aWGT679mW5iLtRKEnBejZufeWoh2VD76K7xJBnywV5bzVU/s400/OUAM+057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357606839241747954" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifbmF2Zcg436Wt8GztfkK9HQu-iLHNab5b3lUkFeVsbu3jzgRSeKozl0qsqmsgZsn4-6Qk_0q31wDfOMOsTop_SHsKZ4WAVqIowalru2CriY75B_vxOsG7EwC7tvviP_kTPHF8YjjA1MA/s1600-h/OUAM+086.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifbmF2Zcg436Wt8GztfkK9HQu-iLHNab5b3lUkFeVsbu3jzgRSeKozl0qsqmsgZsn4-6Qk_0q31wDfOMOsTop_SHsKZ4WAVqIowalru2CriY75B_vxOsG7EwC7tvviP_kTPHF8YjjA1MA/s400/OUAM+086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357606410128177234" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsFEl7o3XOLOHFhZAgcLQJuLfiG1H57GMjx1RFlltJ_UzKnKy-RCearYIlL9BuHdax5XZuy_AhqVwOqJqD6TsOq8zCiiY_jpDQzBpXmuJL8VTDYLSh8i7QxI4KaeyJB1j2go0mhyphenhyphenqN7lE/s1600-h/OUAM+028.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsFEl7o3XOLOHFhZAgcLQJuLfiG1H57GMjx1RFlltJ_UzKnKy-RCearYIlL9BuHdax5XZuy_AhqVwOqJqD6TsOq8zCiiY_jpDQzBpXmuJL8VTDYLSh8i7QxI4KaeyJB1j2go0mhyphenhyphenqN7lE/s400/OUAM+028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357606402761253010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX_77O5RRnlPBsl1lz3T3JYWUjCQSOE-G3VC8OgcfJmjOavNl9324Mg1qrrcA6cNuanUpBgq7GO_O7dYfBWsEeM91MpmEIt9BdYWbLNAm40SsA9LahmAYCSbjO4unkWtrA6hdpxNYzgf8/s1600-h/OUAM+080.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX_77O5RRnlPBsl1lz3T3JYWUjCQSOE-G3VC8OgcfJmjOavNl9324Mg1qrrcA6cNuanUpBgq7GO_O7dYfBWsEeM91MpmEIt9BdYWbLNAm40SsA9LahmAYCSbjO4unkWtrA6hdpxNYzgf8/s400/OUAM+080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357605811322559538" border="0" /></a>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288428376204276390noreply@blogger.com2