This morning, I decided to make donuts for the family (usually I buy muffins for the kids Sunday breakfast, but money it tight this week and I had the ingredients and I had been wanting to make these). This recipe is found on The Pioneer Woman's website.
I had to start last night as the dough needed to sit for a few hours. So I mixed the dough last night, at around 10, while my husband was watching "House" (this episode was a bit intense for me, so I was glad to be in the kitchen).
This morning, I woke up at around 6:30 (without the alarm, which has become the norm since I had the kids), and started rolling out the dough and then searching for something to cut out donuts with (which I don't have so that means a shopping trip next payday). I finally used a drinking glass and the opening of a water bottle lid (improvising!). Then I laid the flat donuts on a wax covered cookie sheet and covered them. Because the dough had been in the refridgerator all night and I needed it to be warm and rising, I set the cookie sheet on the griddle and set it to "warm". I put the donut holes on a plate, covered, and set it on the coffee pot which was at the time, making the coffee.
By 7:30, the kids were up and Heather was waiting patiently for the donuts to rise. Kylin came in and wanted to know if they were ready, and why they weren't ready. Then he went into his room and sat on his bed. I checked on him later and he was just staring out of his window. Then he said, "You should have gotten up earlier". Yeah, yeah, yeah.........sure.
Finally about an hour later, the donuts were ready to fry, and I had told him that once this time had come it would go very quickly. There was a bit of questioning as to why I didn't make any chocolate frosting, but he will forgive me this time because, it's my first time making these. Of course once they were finished and glazed, he devoured two of them! So hopefully he thinks now that they were worth the wait.
My husband liked them enough to compliment them on his Facebook page. So I think that I am more than welcome to make them again! It may be awhile though because they are so good, that I could easily use up all of my daily Weight Watcher's points eating them!
Very tasty!!
Lp
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Friday, May 28, 2010
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Wordless Wednesday: Aslan (or as my son calls him: "Mr. Poop")
I really don't have much to say today, so I thought I'd share this:
Doesn't he look a little happy? (and yes, I do realize that the title of this post is "Wordless Wednesday" but I felt the need to say something, at least give the picture some acknowledgement).
Lp
Doesn't he look a little happy? (and yes, I do realize that the title of this post is "Wordless Wednesday" but I felt the need to say something, at least give the picture some acknowledgement).
Lp
Friday, May 14, 2010
The Birthday Party "Rules"
Keep in mind that what he wrote has been influenced by what he's heard in the news lately, and from reading and making "Neighborhood Watch" signs for our house.
"BIRTHDAY PARTY WARNING!
Birthday Partys are Required by Permission Please whrite for who & the time&the Date the Month & the year & the Place & your R.S.V.P. Zipcode & there Adress & there city & there State & there Zipcode & the person who has the party have to be a Legal Resident Under property Laws. & Non Legal Residents are Prohibited in birthday Partys. having Non permision birthday Partys you can be arrested or Prosecuted. it is Legal to have a birthday Party with Permision. having Partys without Permision is illegal Violators will be Prosecuted."
Isn't that the welcoming party that you want to be invited too? If I didn't personally know the author of this piece, I'd be puzzled, but since I do, I have to chuckle a bit. Just one of the many, many unusual things that he'll come up with.
Lp
Sunday, May 2, 2010
A Sunday at Home
I'm sitting here surfing the net and trying to make improvements to how my blog looks (trying out new things) on a Sunday morning, during a time when I would normally be leaving for church. Before I go any further, I will say that the picture of the rose above is huge! It's from our yard (last year), and to represent spring, I thought it was appropriate. It just really stands out doesn't it?
So as I stated, I'm here instead of going to church, and that is because I went to church last night. My daughter & I are teaching 2 & 3 year olds during the Saturday night service this month. So we can sleep in for both days of the weekend and not just Saturday. After August, I'll need to leave that job because my son will be graduating to the Jr. High group in the fall, and because of his autism, he really can't sit in the regular church service alone.
So it's Sunday morning, and we're home and ready for it to be our son's bedtime already. This kid is all over the place looking for old pieces of cardboard on which he had drawn signs, as well has the large fat pens he used to draw with. He can't find them, and he doesn't look very hard. This is a boy who will walk into a cluttered room, scan it and then declare, "It's not here!". He'll sort of ask, in a demanding tone, that we help him find them. However, when we help him, he stops looking. If he doesn't find what he's looking for, then he'll declare that it/they were stolen (yes, robbers came in, and stole cardboard and markers and left all of the electronics). Then if he still can't find them, he borders on having a meltdown which includes tears. So we as parents are constantly trying to help him stay focused, and think things through and not to get discouraged, and remind him that he needs to control himself and watch his attitude or he could lose his "good report" and his trip to Sonic in a week and a half.
So after typing that whole paragraph, the boy finally found the markers and the cardboard. His sister had been using the markers on a project in her room (not on the walls!). So now all is well in his world, at 10AM.
Now, I'm debating on whether or not, it would be wise to take a walk. The sun was shining when we woke up, but now the skies are cloudy and in Oregon, there's always a good chance of rain (light rain would be ok though).
Happy Sunday!
So as I stated, I'm here instead of going to church, and that is because I went to church last night. My daughter & I are teaching 2 & 3 year olds during the Saturday night service this month. So we can sleep in for both days of the weekend and not just Saturday. After August, I'll need to leave that job because my son will be graduating to the Jr. High group in the fall, and because of his autism, he really can't sit in the regular church service alone.
So it's Sunday morning, and we're home and ready for it to be our son's bedtime already. This kid is all over the place looking for old pieces of cardboard on which he had drawn signs, as well has the large fat pens he used to draw with. He can't find them, and he doesn't look very hard. This is a boy who will walk into a cluttered room, scan it and then declare, "It's not here!". He'll sort of ask, in a demanding tone, that we help him find them. However, when we help him, he stops looking. If he doesn't find what he's looking for, then he'll declare that it/they were stolen (yes, robbers came in, and stole cardboard and markers and left all of the electronics). Then if he still can't find them, he borders on having a meltdown which includes tears. So we as parents are constantly trying to help him stay focused, and think things through and not to get discouraged, and remind him that he needs to control himself and watch his attitude or he could lose his "good report" and his trip to Sonic in a week and a half.
So after typing that whole paragraph, the boy finally found the markers and the cardboard. His sister had been using the markers on a project in her room (not on the walls!). So now all is well in his world, at 10AM.
Now, I'm debating on whether or not, it would be wise to take a walk. The sun was shining when we woke up, but now the skies are cloudy and in Oregon, there's always a good chance of rain (light rain would be ok though).
Happy Sunday!
Friday, April 30, 2010
Baked Potatoes in the Crock Pot
I've had a craving for baked potatoes and remembering that my mom & step-father made them years ago in the crock pot, I thought I'd try it.
So here is my crock pot. Obviously not a current one with no sign of stainless steel or white ceramic. This was actually my grandparents' crock pot, which they bought when I was about 4 or 5, however it still works as if it were new. I've been married for nearly 15 years, however the first time I actually used it was last Christmas to keep scrambled eggs warm for brunch.
Then here are my bag of potatoes. I don't buy the large bakers in bulk because that is just way too much potato when one includes and toppings and/or sides...........at least it is for us.
Then we have our selection of potatoes. We only need a small amount, because our last name isn't Duggar (by the way, I love their show!).
First of all, it's always good to wash the potatoes (and I realize that I'm not talking to novices). I used a dish towel because I currently don't have a vegetable brush. So that's on the shopping list for next payday and I can go to our local kitchen & garden store (or as my daughter calls it "The Hippie Store") for a really good one.
Next, prick your potatoes all over with a fork. If you don't, you'll have mashed potatoes.........on your ceiling.
......a bit of foil......
Well, I think you know where I'm heading here........
That's right, wrap them up like a present............
Place them in the crock pot, put the lid on, and .............
cook on "High" for 2 1/2 -4 hours.
Everyone except my son really liked the potatoes (my son isn't really a potato fan, and he's really particular about what he eats......even after a "try-me" bite).
So that's my story of introducing the crock pot into my meal preparation. I found a couple of websites with scads of recipes that I'm interested in trying (one site even has a recipe for making playdough in it. At this time, there's not a high demand for playdough here).
Lp
Then here are my bag of potatoes. I don't buy the large bakers in bulk because that is just way too much potato when one includes and toppings and/or sides...........at least it is for us.
Everyone except my son really liked the potatoes (my son isn't really a potato fan, and he's really particular about what he eats......even after a "try-me" bite).
So that's my story of introducing the crock pot into my meal preparation. I found a couple of websites with scads of recipes that I'm interested in trying (one site even has a recipe for making playdough in it. At this time, there's not a high demand for playdough here).
Lp
Friday, April 23, 2010
Our "Political" Venture
A little over one month ago, something happened in our county, that unexpectedly changed whatever plans we had for our lives for the next 5 weeks following:
The powers-that-be in our state (Oregon) and city we live in, decided to rename a long stretch of highway that runs through our town.
Now, originally, we had heard on the news, that on the following day, the city counsel & the mayor would be voting on whether to change the name from it's current name, to the name of a former state transportation commissioner, a prominent businessman in our town, who had passed away a little over a year ago. When we first heard about it, we didn't think that it would happen, and didn't seem as concerned. However, on the following day, we heard on the news, that the city counsel and the mayor had indeed decided to change the name. Well we didn't agree with that idea, especially when we found out that the change was going to cost a quarter of a million dollars, of tax payers money, during a time of recession in our state, when money is tight and other roads are needing to be repaired. When we are being asked to vote to raise taxes to maintain roads, paying for road renaming (when we have plenty of other roads, bridges, bike paths etc that are new and nameless) just didn't seem right.
So, my husband, is a regular on Facebook and he created a page for those who were opposed to the name change and wanted to be a "fan". The fan base grew rather quickly (and my husband brought in a co-admin for the page) and within one week, someone came up with the idea of staging a protest, standing on an overpass over this stretch of highway. So on a Saturday afternoon, probably 15 people (maybe more) showed up with signs (some of which my son made) and protested for a couple of hours (I didn't go as I had told the kids that I would take them to a movie and I didn't want to blow them off). Well this protest caught the attention of one of our local news stations, so that night, my husband was on TV. By this time, there were over 600 fans on the page. After this protest, there was talk of having another one at another area of this highway, on the following Monday ("Have fun storming the castle!"). Then on the following Friday & Saturday, there were protests again.
Now, I am not a protester, I don't normally get involved in anything political. However, I did go to support my husband on this issue (numbers help) and I don't agree with the name change. By this time, the fan base for the page had reached over 2,000 I think.
So, for the Saturday protest, my husband had our son make a new sign (maybe one day I can post a blog giving tips on how to protest comfortably and effectively, hahahaha).
My son made this sign too and it's the sign I hid behind (because this is really out of character for me, but my husband wanted to take this picture of me).
And here's my husband, with his new sign. What you don't see, and I wasn't ready for, was his use of a bicycle horn, and his hollering. I have never heard him make so much noise before (considering that we're always telling our noisy son to quiet down). So this was new to me! (and for being in this protest, and the one on the day before, I was treated to a dinner at the Olive Garden and a movie)
So as the weeks progress, our local paper started publishing revelations that there were some possibly unethical arrangements between the family of the new namesake, and the governor and the transportation commission. Then, the governor and the commission decided to change the name partially and only put two new signs on the highway, one at each end, costing only $1,500 of the taxpayer's money, and change the rest of the signs when they've "worn out". Well, who is to say that the commision or department of transportation won't decide that the signs will have worn out within the next year and still be spending the $250,000 that was originally planned?
Kevin and his co-admin started gathering signatures to have an initiative put on the ballot, to prevent this from happening in the future (anywhere else in the state) without the citizens of the state being able to vote on it.
The new plan was going to be voted on by the transportation commission on April 20th in a coastal town about an hour and a half away from our town and the road in question. Several from the Facebook group (which by now boasts nearly 9,000 fans) planned to go as well.
And what kind of homeschooling parent would I be, if I couldn't turn this into a field trip? Not every kids has the chance to see "Robert's Rules of Order" in action, supposedly.
On the afternoon of the 20th, we gathered at a local department store with about 12-15 other folks from the Facebook page, and everyone wrote on the car windows what our cause was.
Now, Heather looks like she's cool with everything. Really, she's tuned into her iPhone, listening to the Jonas Brothers and trying to tune out the song "Convoy" and the various 70's & 80's tunes from her parents' childhood that were blaring from the CD player. Kylin was just happy to be going to the coast and despite the weather (rainy) and being told that we probably wouldn't be going to the beach, in his mind, he was going to the coast and that means beach. To quote Mr. Bean, "To the beach!"
One of the news vans from our town, following us to the meeting (because by now, this was a news worthy topic).
I think that our two kids were the only ones at this shindig.
After opposing testimony from about 10 people and testimony from one person in favor, who was also an employee of the family of the namesake, the transportation commission voted in favor of the name change. So, that was a disappointment to this convoy.
After the meeting, several of us from the FB group, met at Mo's for an early supper/snack. For those who have never been to Oregon or at least the coast, Mo's is famous for their clam chowder. Our family hadn't eaten there in several years because we don't eat any kind of meat, and the primary purpose of this restaurant is to serve seafood. We were able to find something meatless on the menu however, so we didn't starve.
After our dinner, our son was very persistent about going to the beach. It was not "go to the beach weather" at all. It was so windy that it was shaking our van, and the rain that was coming down, was actually coming in at an angle. The rest of us in the car, really had no desire to go outside. However, Kylin, in his mind, was disregarding the weather. We were at the coast and we must go to the beach. So we found an area where one didn't have to climb over a dune (in the wind & rain) to see the ocean. Kevin ventured out with the boy so he could have his wish fulfilled. Heather & I waited in the car, and stayed dry. At one point, we did receive a text from Kevin that just read "Brrrr!". After about 20 minutes, they came back, and Kylin's shoes were wet because he was close enough for the water to come up on shore and soak his feet.
So after a long day, dealing with this political venture (and in Kylin's case, wet feet), we headed home. Below is one of the signs we came across (several times) on the trip:
Interesting, when you consider why we were making this trip!
LP
The powers-that-be in our state (Oregon) and city we live in, decided to rename a long stretch of highway that runs through our town.
Now, originally, we had heard on the news, that on the following day, the city counsel & the mayor would be voting on whether to change the name from it's current name, to the name of a former state transportation commissioner, a prominent businessman in our town, who had passed away a little over a year ago. When we first heard about it, we didn't think that it would happen, and didn't seem as concerned. However, on the following day, we heard on the news, that the city counsel and the mayor had indeed decided to change the name. Well we didn't agree with that idea, especially when we found out that the change was going to cost a quarter of a million dollars, of tax payers money, during a time of recession in our state, when money is tight and other roads are needing to be repaired. When we are being asked to vote to raise taxes to maintain roads, paying for road renaming (when we have plenty of other roads, bridges, bike paths etc that are new and nameless) just didn't seem right.
So, my husband, is a regular on Facebook and he created a page for those who were opposed to the name change and wanted to be a "fan". The fan base grew rather quickly (and my husband brought in a co-admin for the page) and within one week, someone came up with the idea of staging a protest, standing on an overpass over this stretch of highway. So on a Saturday afternoon, probably 15 people (maybe more) showed up with signs (some of which my son made) and protested for a couple of hours (I didn't go as I had told the kids that I would take them to a movie and I didn't want to blow them off). Well this protest caught the attention of one of our local news stations, so that night, my husband was on TV. By this time, there were over 600 fans on the page. After this protest, there was talk of having another one at another area of this highway, on the following Monday ("Have fun storming the castle!"). Then on the following Friday & Saturday, there were protests again.
Now, I am not a protester, I don't normally get involved in anything political. However, I did go to support my husband on this issue (numbers help) and I don't agree with the name change. By this time, the fan base for the page had reached over 2,000 I think.
So, for the Saturday protest, my husband had our son make a new sign (maybe one day I can post a blog giving tips on how to protest comfortably and effectively, hahahaha).
My son made this sign too and it's the sign I hid behind (because this is really out of character for me, but my husband wanted to take this picture of me).
And here's my husband, with his new sign. What you don't see, and I wasn't ready for, was his use of a bicycle horn, and his hollering. I have never heard him make so much noise before (considering that we're always telling our noisy son to quiet down). So this was new to me! (and for being in this protest, and the one on the day before, I was treated to a dinner at the Olive Garden and a movie)
So as the weeks progress, our local paper started publishing revelations that there were some possibly unethical arrangements between the family of the new namesake, and the governor and the transportation commission. Then, the governor and the commission decided to change the name partially and only put two new signs on the highway, one at each end, costing only $1,500 of the taxpayer's money, and change the rest of the signs when they've "worn out". Well, who is to say that the commision or department of transportation won't decide that the signs will have worn out within the next year and still be spending the $250,000 that was originally planned?
Kevin and his co-admin started gathering signatures to have an initiative put on the ballot, to prevent this from happening in the future (anywhere else in the state) without the citizens of the state being able to vote on it.
The new plan was going to be voted on by the transportation commission on April 20th in a coastal town about an hour and a half away from our town and the road in question. Several from the Facebook group (which by now boasts nearly 9,000 fans) planned to go as well.
And what kind of homeschooling parent would I be, if I couldn't turn this into a field trip? Not every kids has the chance to see "Robert's Rules of Order" in action, supposedly.
On the afternoon of the 20th, we gathered at a local department store with about 12-15 other folks from the Facebook page, and everyone wrote on the car windows what our cause was.
Now, Heather looks like she's cool with everything. Really, she's tuned into her iPhone, listening to the Jonas Brothers and trying to tune out the song "Convoy" and the various 70's & 80's tunes from her parents' childhood that were blaring from the CD player. Kylin was just happy to be going to the coast and despite the weather (rainy) and being told that we probably wouldn't be going to the beach, in his mind, he was going to the coast and that means beach. To quote Mr. Bean, "To the beach!"
One of the news vans from our town, following us to the meeting (because by now, this was a news worthy topic).
I think that our two kids were the only ones at this shindig.
After opposing testimony from about 10 people and testimony from one person in favor, who was also an employee of the family of the namesake, the transportation commission voted in favor of the name change. So, that was a disappointment to this convoy.
After the meeting, several of us from the FB group, met at Mo's for an early supper/snack. For those who have never been to Oregon or at least the coast, Mo's is famous for their clam chowder. Our family hadn't eaten there in several years because we don't eat any kind of meat, and the primary purpose of this restaurant is to serve seafood. We were able to find something meatless on the menu however, so we didn't starve.
After our dinner, our son was very persistent about going to the beach. It was not "go to the beach weather" at all. It was so windy that it was shaking our van, and the rain that was coming down, was actually coming in at an angle. The rest of us in the car, really had no desire to go outside. However, Kylin, in his mind, was disregarding the weather. We were at the coast and we must go to the beach. So we found an area where one didn't have to climb over a dune (in the wind & rain) to see the ocean. Kevin ventured out with the boy so he could have his wish fulfilled. Heather & I waited in the car, and stayed dry. At one point, we did receive a text from Kevin that just read "Brrrr!". After about 20 minutes, they came back, and Kylin's shoes were wet because he was close enough for the water to come up on shore and soak his feet.
So after a long day, dealing with this political venture (and in Kylin's case, wet feet), we headed home. Below is one of the signs we came across (several times) on the trip:
LP
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