Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Jr. Cinnamon

I have been a little tense for the past few days, so when the boys started begging for cinnamon I decided to let them have it.  They started with a cinnamon and sugar mix, and then moved to small amounts of pure cinnamon. 


Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Farewell, Winter!


 Just a few pictures of how we ended Winter.  Enjoy the cuteness!

Sleepy Cuteness.

Friday, March 15, 2013

Habemus Papam! And Alcohol Too!

Well, we got a new Pope on Wednesday. Pope Francis, may he live long and prosper! We took a small break from the usual Lenten thing to celebrate on Wednesday night, with Fuzzy Navel wine coolers and chips. I got the best collection of joyful family photographs ever. Enjoy!





Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Frugal Friday

Last Friday I was completely at a loss about what to make for dinner.  Of all the days of the week, Fridays are the hardest for cooking, because I don't have to cook enough to pack for Nick to bring to work the next day (Mondays are also rough, but only because there is nothing ready for Nick to bring).  It throws my routine off somewhat.  That, and last Friday we didn't really have a lot in the fridge.  There was a pound of hamburger, some chicken and sausage in the freezer, and a box of noodles that Nick said he had plans for.  
"Helping" me with the flour.

It turned out okay because I was in the mood for an adventure, and I also needed something simple and fast.  I don't remember how I thought of it, but I suddenly knew that I had enough ingredients for tortillas; and that I hadn't made them in over a year.  So in the midst of one of Thing One's tantrums I yoinked him into the kitchen and started mixing the dough (I don't think I've ever seen a tantrum end so completely, so fast!).

Monday, March 11, 2013

The Best Part of Waking Up....

Did I tell you that Nick got me a new coffee maker for Christmas?  He did.  And I am loving it!  The best part is that I don't have to spend an arm and a leg for those little K-cup coffee packs; this one has a filter basket, and I can just put my regular coffee in it.  

And I made a treasury for Elizabethan Craft celebrating coffee, tea and breakfast.  Look at all of fun things that people make about coffee!

And I am contemplating new project; I will share the details as soon as I figure it all out.  
Zizi

Friday, March 8, 2013

Breakfast Rolls

They wanted to pick the cheese off and eat it. 
Nick was searching the web the other night for some good recipes and he came across this one (go, look at it, drool over it; and then give in and make it!), and even in my half-asleep-stumbling-to-bed state I had to stop and admire them.  I fell asleep lamenting the fact that we didn't have any bacon, and thinking about how I would make them with what we do have.  I decided that I would make them with lunch meat (since we had it) and shredded cheese. 

When I got up the next morning I discovered that I was too impatient to wait for the yeast in the sweet rolls to rise, and why go to all of that trouble when I didn't have any bacon anyway?  So I made a standard biscuit dough (I just use the recipe on the back of the can of baking powder, but one day I will get buttermilk--and I will make buttermilk biscuits!).  I added garlic powder, parsley and sage to the dough; I was going for a sort of seasoned bread taste.  

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Halfway Through

We are halfway through Lent and I am not doing any of the things that I said I was going to do.  On the other hand,  I am doing good with the one thing that I I've been trying to do but wasn't focusing on--my prayer life.   I guess God gives us what we really need,  rather than what we think we need.  

The next post should be about food,  I just need to sit down at the computer. 
Zizi.

Saturday, March 2, 2013

The Milk of Human Kindness

People are constantly looking at me wrestling the children when we are out and telling me that they feel sorry for me, or that I really have my hands full.  I always try to give some sort of vague and somewhat positive reply; what else could I say?  They can see that I'm having trouble, but it's also clear that they don't really understand just how much trouble small children can be nor do they know what to do to help.  If they did, they would not smile and tell me how much they pity me.   

Most of the time I do try not to let those people bother me.  They really do mean well, and it does no good for me to get upset with them when I'm already so busy trying to keep my children in line.  Actually, I kind of find those people amusing and I can't help smiling at them.  If they really understood, then they would do something to help.