Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
RIP Henrietta II
I can't resist one more post. Just after my last blog post, Joshua wanted to phone my mom and tell her (again) that his goldfish of one year had died. This is what he said:
"Grandma, I need to talk to you about something. Henrietta died. She's in the laundry room waiting for Jesus to take her."
"Grandma, I need to talk to you about something. Henrietta died. She's in the laundry room waiting for Jesus to take her."
10 Things
It's May 17th and tonight I find myself wishing I didn't say I'd blog every weekday. I'd really like to bail. I'm sick...not too sick, but just feeling-less-than-normal kind of sick. It's been a long day. A day like today needs something like a big dose of thankfulness to cure the blahs. So, today I'm thankful for:
1) My husband. Through my ups and the downs (both emotional and physical), loves me consistently and tenderly. He is amazing.
2) My son. For the smiles he brings each day, for his chubby, kissable cheeks, and for giving me a reason to push myself forward each day.
3) Rainy days. A dark and cloudy day is just what the soul requires every once in a while. I cozied up with a blanket and read.
4) Good books. Today I read some of Michael Phillip's "Stonewyke trilogy."
5) I'm super thankful that Joshua fell asleep during his quiet time this afternoon. I needed the extra time to recoup and enjoyed the hour of sweet quiet and solitude.
6) My garden. My parents gave us three new bushes for our garden and they are thriving in their new soil thanks to the last couple of rainy days.
7) Well...I'm glad Joshua didn't get upset when he found his goldfish belly-up this morning. He's already talking about his next fish, which will be a black fish named "Soogy."
8) I'm so glad that Joshua is potty-trained! I wasn't sure how it was going to work out with my unique situation with my PGP, but despite the setbacks, he's potty-trained and almost diaper-free. I'm not quite ready to put him to bed without a diaper, though he has proven himself fine in this area, too.
9) Starbucks.
10) Friends. I think they're the best.
1) My husband. Through my ups and the downs (both emotional and physical), loves me consistently and tenderly. He is amazing.
2) My son. For the smiles he brings each day, for his chubby, kissable cheeks, and for giving me a reason to push myself forward each day.
3) Rainy days. A dark and cloudy day is just what the soul requires every once in a while. I cozied up with a blanket and read.
4) Good books. Today I read some of Michael Phillip's "Stonewyke trilogy."
5) I'm super thankful that Joshua fell asleep during his quiet time this afternoon. I needed the extra time to recoup and enjoyed the hour of sweet quiet and solitude.
6) My garden. My parents gave us three new bushes for our garden and they are thriving in their new soil thanks to the last couple of rainy days.
7) Well...I'm glad Joshua didn't get upset when he found his goldfish belly-up this morning. He's already talking about his next fish, which will be a black fish named "Soogy."
8) I'm so glad that Joshua is potty-trained! I wasn't sure how it was going to work out with my unique situation with my PGP, but despite the setbacks, he's potty-trained and almost diaper-free. I'm not quite ready to put him to bed without a diaper, though he has proven himself fine in this area, too.
9) Starbucks.
10) Friends. I think they're the best.
Monday, May 16, 2011
Grandpa's Buttermilk Pancakes
My grandpa has always been the pancake maker in the family. He uses the same recipe each time, one passed down by my great-great Aunt Libby who is still remembered by those who knew her as an amazing baker. Now, due to his arthritic knees, the pancake-making duties fell on me during their visit last month. I'd forgotten how good they taste! I am gluten-free most of the time, but since I'm not Celiac and the repercussions are mild and often unnoticeable, an occasional 'cheat' is in order, especially for nostalgic moments such as this.
They have a splendid buttermilk flavor. Probably the most buttermilkiest pancakes I've ever had. If you're ever in the mood for something easy and new, here's a pancake recipe unlike any other I've come across.
GRANDPA'S BUTTERMILK PANCAKES
3 cups all-purpose flour
1 tablespoon sugar
6 tsp baking powder (yes, you read that right)
1/4 tsp salt
3 or 4 cups buttermilk
3 eggs, beaten
3-6 tbsp melted butter
Combine the dry ingredients. Combine the wet ingredients and add to the dry ingredients. Mix as little as possible- lumps are okay. Heat a griddle to 350*F and melt butter on the surface. Pour 1/4 cup of batter on the griddle for each pancake. Cook until the sides are starting to dry and the top is bubbly. Flip the pancake and cook for another minute or two. Enjoy!
They have a splendid buttermilk flavor. Probably the most buttermilkiest pancakes I've ever had. If you're ever in the mood for something easy and new, here's a pancake recipe unlike any other I've come across.
GRANDPA'S BUTTERMILK PANCAKES
3 cups all-purpose flour
1 tablespoon sugar
6 tsp baking powder (yes, you read that right)
1/4 tsp salt
3 or 4 cups buttermilk
3 eggs, beaten
3-6 tbsp melted butter
Combine the dry ingredients. Combine the wet ingredients and add to the dry ingredients. Mix as little as possible- lumps are okay. Heat a griddle to 350*F and melt butter on the surface. Pour 1/4 cup of batter on the griddle for each pancake. Cook until the sides are starting to dry and the top is bubbly. Flip the pancake and cook for another minute or two. Enjoy!
Saturday, May 14, 2011
The End Of A Good Time
My parents left this morning. It never gets easier saying good-bye. I've experienced firsthand the frailty of life and the uncertainty of seeing a loved one again. Good-bye could be "until next time," or it could be for the last time on this earth. I didn't come with melancholy intent, though. Since I couldn't blog on Thursday, I'm going to go back a few days and post pictures from our day at the park....by far, one of the best afternoons of the week.
We packed a picnic lunch. The weather couldn't have been more perfect. Just the right amount of warm and breezy. Sunny skies, fluffy white clouds. Only a few other kids running around. As we finished our lunch of fresh veggies, apple slices, chicken salad and cake, Rona and Andre arrived. The boys had been asking for each other all week. They played. We talked. And spent a GLORIOUS four hours at the park. Nobody wanted to leave.
Rona texted when she was getting close. I told Joshua Andre was on his way and he settled down on the bench, watching the road in anticipation.
We packed a picnic lunch. The weather couldn't have been more perfect. Just the right amount of warm and breezy. Sunny skies, fluffy white clouds. Only a few other kids running around. As we finished our lunch of fresh veggies, apple slices, chicken salad and cake, Rona and Andre arrived. The boys had been asking for each other all week. They played. We talked. And spent a GLORIOUS four hours at the park. Nobody wanted to leave.
Rona texted when she was getting close. I told Joshua Andre was on his way and he settled down on the bench, watching the road in anticipation.
First time on the tire swing.
The boys spent a LONG time on the swings, talking and singing together. So cute.
My two favourite guys. Father and son-in-law having a "cool contest."
Joshua and Andre.
All worn out and ready to go home.
Friday, May 13, 2011
I Love My Daddy
I tried to blog yesterday but the site was shut down. I don't have time today. My day was nicely planned out until my Dad and I went downstairs and ended up cleaning the basement. He's awesome.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
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