These are so yummy! They don't last long at my house.
Pumpkin Cookies
1 cube butter (soft)
1 1/2 c sugar
1 egg
1 c pumpkin
2 1/2 c flour
1 t baking powder
1 t baking soda
1 t nutmeg
1 t cinnamon
1/4 t salt
1 t vanilla
1 c chocolate chips
Cream together first 4 ingredients. Add everything else except chocolate chips. Mix together well. Stir in chocolate chips. Grease your cookie sheet - this makes a huge difference, so just do it. Spoon onto cookie sheet and bake in 375 degree oven for 11-12 minutes.
These cookies disappear fast! They are good for you. They even have a vegetable in them.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Little black rain cloud
I'm bringing my little black rain cloud to my blog. I told Chris that either the Devil is out to get me, or the Lord has a lesson I haven't learned yet! I've had more bad things happen to me in this year than ever in my life. But, then I talked to my Mom this morning and she thinks I must have a guardian angel watching over me to make it through all this with out any permanent damage. So much of what happens to me is beyond my control. Shingles? Back out yet again! Boys with allergies and asthma. 2 accidents in 3 months? At least I don't have broken ribs this time.
Crazy accident in the construction zone yesterday. SR 201 a.k.a. "the luge." If you live out here you know the one I'm talking about. 2 lanes, all barriers, no shoulders. There were cars stopped in the right lane. I was in the left lane and slowing down when a car comes out of the right lane into the passenger side of my van. The body is a mess. The front door won't open. He hit both wheels and all the panels on that side. I was able to drive it home. We were just bumped around and don't have any injuries thank goodness. I get to start dealing with the insurance tomorrow. Chris is ready to go car shopping - he never likes my vehicles and any excuse is a good one. Steven was excited to talk to a police officer and reminded me that we needed to say a prayer when I finished the paperwork. He said it, and thanked Heavenly Father that we were not hurt.
Not sure what to think of all this. I guess these are my tests for now. Hope a windstorm will blow my black cloud away. I've had enough bad luck for one year.
Crazy accident in the construction zone yesterday. SR 201 a.k.a. "the luge." If you live out here you know the one I'm talking about. 2 lanes, all barriers, no shoulders. There were cars stopped in the right lane. I was in the left lane and slowing down when a car comes out of the right lane into the passenger side of my van. The body is a mess. The front door won't open. He hit both wheels and all the panels on that side. I was able to drive it home. We were just bumped around and don't have any injuries thank goodness. I get to start dealing with the insurance tomorrow. Chris is ready to go car shopping - he never likes my vehicles and any excuse is a good one. Steven was excited to talk to a police officer and reminded me that we needed to say a prayer when I finished the paperwork. He said it, and thanked Heavenly Father that we were not hurt.
Not sure what to think of all this. I guess these are my tests for now. Hope a windstorm will blow my black cloud away. I've had enough bad luck for one year.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Wimpy Boys
Does anyone else have wimpy kids? Ours seem to whine and cry about everything. We have been having a "staycation". We really wanted to fly somewhere before school started, but flights didn't look good for coming home. We didn't want Steven to miss his first day at school. So we stayed home and went to Lagoon and the Monster Truck show.
Lagoon made it's money on us. The boys wouldn't ride anything bigger than the Turn of the Century swings. I took Isaac on the Tital Wave - Steven chickened out as soon as he saw it start up. We had to lie to them about the log flume. In the end they liked it. They loved the Sky Coaster and the Paratroopers. The Tilt a Whirl just about did Steven in. Steven was crying for at least 3 hours that day. Chris got so bugged he was ready to leave at 7:30. But I am stubborn and we stayed to the end of the night to ride the Merry Go Round, the Flying Aces and the Swings one more time. They were fine sitting in the stands for the monster trucks. If you hear them talking about grave digger - just know it is their favorite truck.
Chris and I don't remember crying when our parents were trying to show us a good time. Why does the word "Fun" make my boys cry? Is my idea of fun too wild? We had a lot of crying at Disneyland too. I guess they are just spectators.
Lagoon made it's money on us. The boys wouldn't ride anything bigger than the Turn of the Century swings. I took Isaac on the Tital Wave - Steven chickened out as soon as he saw it start up. We had to lie to them about the log flume. In the end they liked it. They loved the Sky Coaster and the Paratroopers. The Tilt a Whirl just about did Steven in. Steven was crying for at least 3 hours that day. Chris got so bugged he was ready to leave at 7:30. But I am stubborn and we stayed to the end of the night to ride the Merry Go Round, the Flying Aces and the Swings one more time. They were fine sitting in the stands for the monster trucks. If you hear them talking about grave digger - just know it is their favorite truck.
Chris and I don't remember crying when our parents were trying to show us a good time. Why does the word "Fun" make my boys cry? Is my idea of fun too wild? We had a lot of crying at Disneyland too. I guess they are just spectators.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Summers End
Summer is almost gone. Back to school in just one week. I didn't get everything done that I wanted to. I had high hopes. But the broken ribs and Chris's extreme overtime threw a wrench into most of our plans. We haven't used our trailer or gone on many field trips. It has been a month and a half since I remembered that I have a blog!
I took the boys camping with my family to Bear Lake in July. We had a great time and found out that all our gear will fit in the back of the van with the seat down. The boys played so hard with my nephews and my niece's boyfriend that they crashed into their sleeping bags every night. They didn't even notice when they slid off the air mattress and I pushed them back on. They loved collecting wood and making sand castles with Brad. I love spending time with my family camping. We always have great food and conversation.
The rest of my summer has been eaten by girls camp. I volunteered to be over the food. That was a lot of work!! For 2 weeks before camp I would wake up at 2am in a nightmare about running out of food. Then I would have to go eat something (because in my dream I was starving), then add to my ever expanding lists. My organization paid off. When it came time to pack I had everything ready to go. Somehow the garlic salt got lost - but we had everything else we needed. I think the girls liked the food. They were licking out the bags that the chicken salad was in. We had very few leftovers - but anyone who wanted seconds or thirds got them. Not sure I want to do that again, I'm still tired. BTW Chris was at Camp Steiner the same week and the boys went with Grandma and Grandpa to Yellowstone to stay in a cabin. I think the boys had the best time.
When school starts I'm going to be kid free for 3 hours a day. Maybe I can get some things organized in this house. I have new shelves that have been sitting in their box in the garage for over a year. Time to get those puppies put up. Next up: Canning season!
I took the boys camping with my family to Bear Lake in July. We had a great time and found out that all our gear will fit in the back of the van with the seat down. The boys played so hard with my nephews and my niece's boyfriend that they crashed into their sleeping bags every night. They didn't even notice when they slid off the air mattress and I pushed them back on. They loved collecting wood and making sand castles with Brad. I love spending time with my family camping. We always have great food and conversation.
The rest of my summer has been eaten by girls camp. I volunteered to be over the food. That was a lot of work!! For 2 weeks before camp I would wake up at 2am in a nightmare about running out of food. Then I would have to go eat something (because in my dream I was starving), then add to my ever expanding lists. My organization paid off. When it came time to pack I had everything ready to go. Somehow the garlic salt got lost - but we had everything else we needed. I think the girls liked the food. They were licking out the bags that the chicken salad was in. We had very few leftovers - but anyone who wanted seconds or thirds got them. Not sure I want to do that again, I'm still tired. BTW Chris was at Camp Steiner the same week and the boys went with Grandma and Grandpa to Yellowstone to stay in a cabin. I think the boys had the best time.
When school starts I'm going to be kid free for 3 hours a day. Maybe I can get some things organized in this house. I have new shelves that have been sitting in their box in the garage for over a year. Time to get those puppies put up. Next up: Canning season!
Sunday, June 28, 2009
The Magic Helmet
Isaac has a magic bike helmet. The little blue bike couldn't handle the training wheels any longer. The bolt was stripped out at the ends so Chris took them off. A few minutes later Isaac came in to inform me that he needed to learn how to ride a 2 wheeler. I told him that we would put on his magic helmet and give it a try. After only a couple runs up and down the sidewalk he had it! Way to go little 5 year old!
Isaac's helmet turned out to be doubly magic on our 4 wheeler ride last Saturday. We were visiting my sister and her DH and they took us out on a trail. After a great day of riding and a hot dog roast, we were almost back to the truck when I struck a root with the front wheel and tipped the machine over on the 2 of us in a ditch. Isaac was screaming like banchee and all I could think was that I had hurt my baby. Jeff was there in a flash lifting it off us. Isaac finally scooted out of the way and I wiggled out between the machine and a large rock. Turns out Isaac has a scratch on his knee and some scrapes on his elbow. Hey - luck helmet! I had a nice visit to the Wayne County Medical Clinic for 6 stiches in my elbow and a x-ray of my ribs. Darn rock! I would have fared much better landing in the mud. I also got to file my first police report. I am normally not a thrill seeker, but I have turned a few things upside down in my life and had to be saved by my brother in laws. Steven says he was glad to be with Jeff the "safe" rider. Jeff said it is usually him who ends up in the clinic after an adventure. I am thankful that Isaac and I fared so well. It could have been much worse. I didn't even bend the handlebars. Now you know why I'm moaning and groaning if you see me. I'd post pictures but they would be a PG-13 picture show.
Isaac's helmet turned out to be doubly magic on our 4 wheeler ride last Saturday. We were visiting my sister and her DH and they took us out on a trail. After a great day of riding and a hot dog roast, we were almost back to the truck when I struck a root with the front wheel and tipped the machine over on the 2 of us in a ditch. Isaac was screaming like banchee and all I could think was that I had hurt my baby. Jeff was there in a flash lifting it off us. Isaac finally scooted out of the way and I wiggled out between the machine and a large rock. Turns out Isaac has a scratch on his knee and some scrapes on his elbow. Hey - luck helmet! I had a nice visit to the Wayne County Medical Clinic for 6 stiches in my elbow and a x-ray of my ribs. Darn rock! I would have fared much better landing in the mud. I also got to file my first police report. I am normally not a thrill seeker, but I have turned a few things upside down in my life and had to be saved by my brother in laws. Steven says he was glad to be with Jeff the "safe" rider. Jeff said it is usually him who ends up in the clinic after an adventure. I am thankful that Isaac and I fared so well. It could have been much worse. I didn't even bend the handlebars. Now you know why I'm moaning and groaning if you see me. I'd post pictures but they would be a PG-13 picture show.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
New Bike - Old Bike
We are having a bike problem that reminds me of the book "Old Hat New Hat." New bikes are so shiny and awsome. Old bikes are rusty and well . . . old. Here is my problem. I have two boys who are almost the same size. I have always planned on buying a great bike in each size and letting it get passed down. Well - that plan isn't working this summer. Steven isn't quite big enough for a 20 inch. Isaac is way to big for the 12 inch. They both want the 16 inch orange swinn. I nabbed my nephews old 16 inch blue swinn thinking Steven could ride it without training wheels until next year when he will fit on a bigger bike. Yeah, it's been abused. It's rusty and missing all the reflectors. But my dad put new tires on it and tuned it up. Steven immediatly turned his nose up at it. "The seat is too hard - It isn't shiny!" So dear old dad put the training wheels on the blue one for Isaac. I told Isaac we would get new handle grips and some spray paint and he thinks it is great. Now Steven thinks he wants the blue one. Do I let wishy washy child #1 get whatever he wants? I'm not sure what to do.
Chris thinks we should just buy another new bike. I am a penney pincher. But that isn't the point. Next year we will have an extra 16 inch bike laying around to trip over. Chris points out that he never had a handed down bike as a child. I point out that bikes were different back then and there were no such thing as a 12 or 16 inch bikes. I, on the other hand had great HMD bikes. The one I learned to ride was a 20 inch blue swinn that belonged to my oldest sister. All 4 of my older sisters learned to ride on it and it was almost 20 years old by the time I used it (my parents still have it!) When my little brother was ready to ride I moved on to another sister's bike. This one had a purple frame with a flowered banana seat. I chose new yellow tires and red handle grips. I was stylin!!! I still have my first and only new bike - a blue 12 speed with the curled handlebars. It still works great even if Chris laughs when I ride it. I have fond memories of riding it and I know my parents sacrificed to buy it for me. One thing I do know is that I don't want my kids to think they get everything they want the minute they want it. Life has always been hard and I think a few small things can make them realize that making due is OK. We will see you around the block. Hopefully one of my boys will be riding the blue bike.
Chris thinks we should just buy another new bike. I am a penney pincher. But that isn't the point. Next year we will have an extra 16 inch bike laying around to trip over. Chris points out that he never had a handed down bike as a child. I point out that bikes were different back then and there were no such thing as a 12 or 16 inch bikes. I, on the other hand had great HMD bikes. The one I learned to ride was a 20 inch blue swinn that belonged to my oldest sister. All 4 of my older sisters learned to ride on it and it was almost 20 years old by the time I used it (my parents still have it!) When my little brother was ready to ride I moved on to another sister's bike. This one had a purple frame with a flowered banana seat. I chose new yellow tires and red handle grips. I was stylin!!! I still have my first and only new bike - a blue 12 speed with the curled handlebars. It still works great even if Chris laughs when I ride it. I have fond memories of riding it and I know my parents sacrificed to buy it for me. One thing I do know is that I don't want my kids to think they get everything they want the minute they want it. Life has always been hard and I think a few small things can make them realize that making due is OK. We will see you around the block. Hopefully one of my boys will be riding the blue bike.
Monday, April 20, 2009
From high to low
So Disneyland was great! but we come home to reality and there just isn't much to write about. I guess I could always complain a little. I'm great at that.
Getting shingles was an unpleasant surprise. And the medicine made me crazy. I'm sure everyone was grateful when I finished the "herpes medicine" and "steroid" combination.
Chris and I took the boys for a hike up Ensign peak during spring break. They had a great time. If I wasn't so lazy I could post some pictures from the top. You really see the valley from a whole different perspective up there. It is beautiful. I must have done something wrong on the way down, because I totally threw my back out! I haven't hurt that bad since I tried to swing by my knees in the park and hurt my disc. I was having visions of months laying on the floor with an ice pack and years of chiropractor visits. Thank goodness Dr. Dawson could see me the next morning and straighten things out. The difference is amazing. No lasting damage. Chris had to take my place at the neighborhood Easter egg hunt, but my relief was immense.
So I have been lazy for a week. Did not clean. Didn't cook much. My mom told me I could bring the rolls for Easter dinner. But, she would buy them for me. The house survived. Now it is time to get moving, get cleaning, and gear up for the upcoming Road Show. I'm the wicked witch. I think it fits me at times. Ha Ha Ha.
Getting shingles was an unpleasant surprise. And the medicine made me crazy. I'm sure everyone was grateful when I finished the "herpes medicine" and "steroid" combination.
Chris and I took the boys for a hike up Ensign peak during spring break. They had a great time. If I wasn't so lazy I could post some pictures from the top. You really see the valley from a whole different perspective up there. It is beautiful. I must have done something wrong on the way down, because I totally threw my back out! I haven't hurt that bad since I tried to swing by my knees in the park and hurt my disc. I was having visions of months laying on the floor with an ice pack and years of chiropractor visits. Thank goodness Dr. Dawson could see me the next morning and straighten things out. The difference is amazing. No lasting damage. Chris had to take my place at the neighborhood Easter egg hunt, but my relief was immense.
So I have been lazy for a week. Did not clean. Didn't cook much. My mom told me I could bring the rolls for Easter dinner. But, she would buy them for me. The house survived. Now it is time to get moving, get cleaning, and gear up for the upcoming Road Show. I'm the wicked witch. I think it fits me at times. Ha Ha Ha.
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