Yes, I was alone. In the car. For 30 minutes! It was dark and cold and I was lonely. Being alone sometimes is lonely. I am so used to a small crowd or my little person next to me chanting for food, that I don't get a chance for peace and quiet. Someday they will all be gone and I will really feel lonely but for now I'll enjoy the blessings of my leg being used as a transportation device to get from room to room, having to share just about EVERYTHING I eat with whomever followed me into the kitchen, and carpooling everywhere I go, to include extra children who just happen to be in the stampede.
Besides, isn't the bathroom "THE PLACE" for peace and quiet?
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Smoke Alarmed French Toast
This morning I decided to make an old favorite, French toast. Mind you, in this house between the hours of 6:30-7:30 I am like one of the folks on "Iron Chef", making lunches, getting breakfasts ready and getting people out of the door in 3, count them 3 shifts. Now add a little kindergarten neighbor who is extremely, cheerful in the morning and you have a recipe for fire. So her I go, Mr decides he wants a different lunch than the one I packed for him, Spring chick got up late, Science dude is chatting away, Cali girl is sleeping late and Queen E is I don't know where in the morning. So I get Mr and Spring out the door, get the French toast started, cut on the iron to iron some "out of the black hole" clothes for E and bake some cookies that Wyndon mixed last night. (The recipe follows this blog.)
So I get the first batch of French toast out and start the second one. The little folks are eating and I'm enjoying the moment of silence (rolling out cookie dough) when all of a sudden, from the next room, Science dude says, "Mom, I smell smoke!" Not a lot, I tell you, but just enough to trigger the loud and oversensitive British smoke alarm. That's not what you want to hear when you have 20 minutes to get hair done, cookies baked, bags checked, coats on and children out the door. Here we go, Science dude runs upstairs to baby who is screaming in terror, Queen E, covers her ears and hovers in fear and I'm yelling for a fan to cut on and blow away the cough of smoke that triggered that stupid thing on! Nobody hears me and I'm running to get the fan, open a door and window, plug up and aim the silly thing, shut the door to the screaming baby and cover my ears! Oh Lord,help me! Now the fan on and aimed,I endured the eardrum piercing shrill for 6 minutes before that thing finally went off. Then, seconds after the air was clear, the phone rang, someone was knocking at the door and I can't remember what else happened.
I did get the cookies to the children and they made it to the bus on time with ears still ringing. But the kicker was that the toast wasn't burnt, but just a lovely dark brown.
Now, how can I disconnect that thing?
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Mama Reed’s Tea Cakes- Recipe from www.southernplate.com
1 C butter or margarine
1 C sugar
3 eggs
3 1/2 C self rising flour
1 tsp vanilla
Cream butter and sugar. Add eggs and mix again. Add vanilla and flour and mix well. Roll thin on floured board, cut with cookie or biscuit cutter. Bake at 350 for ten minutes. Sprinkle with sugar while warm or ice with simple icing.
Simple Icing
2 T softened butter or margarine
1/2 C Confectioner’s sugar
2 Tablespoons milk (can add another if needed)
1 tsp vanilla
Few drops food coloring
Cut butter into confectioner’s sugar. Add milk and stir until lumps are gone. Add one teaspoon of vanilla and a few drops of food coloring, stir until combined. Spoon onto cookies or tea cakes and spread with back of spoon. Top with sprinkles while still wet, if desired. Let dry before stacking.
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So I get the first batch of French toast out and start the second one. The little folks are eating and I'm enjoying the moment of silence (rolling out cookie dough) when all of a sudden, from the next room, Science dude says, "Mom, I smell smoke!" Not a lot, I tell you, but just enough to trigger the loud and oversensitive British smoke alarm. That's not what you want to hear when you have 20 minutes to get hair done, cookies baked, bags checked, coats on and children out the door. Here we go, Science dude runs upstairs to baby who is screaming in terror, Queen E, covers her ears and hovers in fear and I'm yelling for a fan to cut on and blow away the cough of smoke that triggered that stupid thing on! Nobody hears me and I'm running to get the fan, open a door and window, plug up and aim the silly thing, shut the door to the screaming baby and cover my ears! Oh Lord,help me! Now the fan on and aimed,I endured the eardrum piercing shrill for 6 minutes before that thing finally went off. Then, seconds after the air was clear, the phone rang, someone was knocking at the door and I can't remember what else happened.
I did get the cookies to the children and they made it to the bus on time with ears still ringing. But the kicker was that the toast wasn't burnt, but just a lovely dark brown.
Now, how can I disconnect that thing?
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Mama Reed’s Tea Cakes- Recipe from www.southernplate.com
1 C butter or margarine
1 C sugar
3 eggs
3 1/2 C self rising flour
1 tsp vanilla
Cream butter and sugar. Add eggs and mix again. Add vanilla and flour and mix well. Roll thin on floured board, cut with cookie or biscuit cutter. Bake at 350 for ten minutes. Sprinkle with sugar while warm or ice with simple icing.
Simple Icing
2 T softened butter or margarine
1/2 C Confectioner’s sugar
2 Tablespoons milk (can add another if needed)
1 tsp vanilla
Few drops food coloring
Cut butter into confectioner’s sugar. Add milk and stir until lumps are gone. Add one teaspoon of vanilla and a few drops of food coloring, stir until combined. Spoon onto cookies or tea cakes and spread with back of spoon. Top with sprinkles while still wet, if desired. Let dry before stacking.
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Black Holes and Laundry
Alright. Where are they? I've been questioned about it for the last time. I don't know where the underwear have gone and I haven't seen them. Either they don't make it out of your room or they get into the hamper and disappear into the black hole.
Tell me, is this happening at your house too? I don't understand it. Sure,supply-wise, I make sure that everyone has a weeks worth of undergarments each plus a couple of extra, but where do they go in the meantime? Aruba? Yes, the children have 2 days of laundry each as their chores, and I end up doing most of that, but honestly, where could they hide them if they wanted too? And if they wanted to hide them, could they even find any?
Are we talking in circles here? I think it's time for the laundry swat team!
I'll let you know what happens after the raids begin.
Tell me, is this happening at your house too? I don't understand it. Sure,supply-wise, I make sure that everyone has a weeks worth of undergarments each plus a couple of extra, but where do they go in the meantime? Aruba? Yes, the children have 2 days of laundry each as their chores, and I end up doing most of that, but honestly, where could they hide them if they wanted too? And if they wanted to hide them, could they even find any?
Are we talking in circles here? I think it's time for the laundry swat team!
I'll let you know what happens after the raids begin.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
A troublesome cake
You all know the classic German Chocolate cake, right? Well, I love them insanely if they're made from scratch. I set out to make that cake, and make it, I would.
Well the first thing I ran out of was flour. Easily remedied, that was on the storage shelf. Next problem was eggs, nearly not enough for the recipe either. What is this-a conspiracy??? Okay, the last straw was vanilla. I KNOW I bought 10 bottles of that when it was on the clearance rack. I looked and looked but no vanilla. I used half of what was required for the cake itself and I finally had to break down and call for help. My handy neighbor, Heidi, Lord bless her, was happy to help and in doing so she earned 1/5 of that delicious cake. After all of that trouble,the bottom layer fell when Science dude opened the door and poof! It was flat, but delicious. Anyhoo, I'm glad I don't make it that often since that gives me a chance to appreciate it.
Gee, after all of that trouble, it only lasted a few days.......
Well the first thing I ran out of was flour. Easily remedied, that was on the storage shelf. Next problem was eggs, nearly not enough for the recipe either. What is this-a conspiracy??? Okay, the last straw was vanilla. I KNOW I bought 10 bottles of that when it was on the clearance rack. I looked and looked but no vanilla. I used half of what was required for the cake itself and I finally had to break down and call for help. My handy neighbor, Heidi, Lord bless her, was happy to help and in doing so she earned 1/5 of that delicious cake. After all of that trouble,the bottom layer fell when Science dude opened the door and poof! It was flat, but delicious. Anyhoo, I'm glad I don't make it that often since that gives me a chance to appreciate it.
Gee, after all of that trouble, it only lasted a few days.......
Thanksgiving-Okay, I'm a little late on this.
Well, we had an eventful Thanksgiving at our house starting with Mr. going to work. He always seems to get the jobs that care not about a holiday, but about the mission. Yes, I made him a good breakfast with a promise of bringing him lunch once the cooking marathon was over. Needless to say, he got out of the door and 15 minutes later, the phone rang and someone announced that Mr was going to get sent home early! Thank the Lord! Needless to say, it still took him 3 hrs to get home, but he made it and helped with the continuing sink loads of dishes and pots. We had a great time and were blessed with each others company that afternoon. Everyone's favorite food was there except for my German Chocolate Cake. Sniff, sniff, he had to wait until Friday since there wasn't much room in the fridge for him or anything else. So sadly, we had no guests and we didn't get to make any crafts and we were tired from I don't know what, but it was a good day of thanks.
And for all things Lord, we are thankful.
And for all things Lord, we are thankful.
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