Pie

So I have this little dream of cooking for people and making a living somehow out of it.  I have thought about a bed and breakfast, the coffee shop, the knit/coffee shop, the breakfast only place, the lunch only place, the bakery.... you get my drift. So my latest day dreaming pastime is the pie shop.  I love to cook and for years people would ask me if I wasn't a teacher, what would I do?  I would always say I would love to be a chef, except I have this horrible foot thing. Well that foot thing just got WAY better in the last 6 monthes and the whole idea of making a living standing on my feet just got brighter (not that I don't stand all day teaching, which I do, but I use a stool, and I had NO idea that I would stand this much teaching. Fourteen years into this gig and my feet are probably just as bad if I was cooking I bet.)

Anyway, this is my thought.

SOOO - I having been working on my pies.  I guess I should write about it here as a motivator.  My poor neighbors, friends and co-workers are going to be subjected to lots of pies!

I am already about 5 pies into this...so just be prepared for lots of pie.

Busy Days

We have had a string of busy days.  The countdown until Christmas has began and this year I feel no stress of it.  Weird as that may sound, but we aren't traveling or hosting this year.  It has a freedom associated with it that I just love. While I will seeing family during the holidays, I will really enjoy being with my little family and getting to take in the holiday itself.  Not rushing and doing, but being in the moment with them.

Sickness hit our house this week.  While those can be crazy times, for me it allows me to be home and get stuff done while the sneezy child rests. 

Stuff like this...

The beginnings of applesauce.

Roasting a pumpkin for a pie.

Well there were Waffles of Insane Goodness there from this site.

 

 

Red Zinger Lemonade with the Bear.

Cowgirl and Boba Fett.

A run for charity.

 

etc.
etc.

Secretly starting again

What if I started writing again and no one noticed.... kind of nice really. Last year was nuts. Nuts. But it is over. New chapter, fresh perspective and in a nice place right now. I am enjoying it. I was just looking back through pictures of the last year and realizing how most of them are with my kiddos smooshed up next to me. Close and comfortable. We were recently called a family of spoons. This morning I ask J if he could draw that for me. A picture of us 4 ( 5 if you include Clarke, which is his a total furry hippopotamus spoon), but a picture of the 4 of us as spoons.

Each with our snuggly companions that would really define who was who. I can see it in my head so clearly that it might actually be a shame to draw it. Because it might now match and since I haven't an inch of artistic talent, I won't be doing it myself.

But there we are - spoons, smooshed together, holding on tight, making it through the ups and downs of life, but still together.

They made it.. so can we!

Popsicle Stick Joke of the Day and homemade popsicles

Since it is summer, popsicles have made their way into our house. The kids really like the popsicle with the jokes on them. We have little sticks all over the house with jokes. So here is one we like.

What are prehistoric monsters called when they sleep?
A dinosnore!

Popsicle consumption here is not limited to store bought. We also like to make our own. Making smoothies turned into saving the leftovers for popsicles. Just a few cups, sticks, fresh picked blueberries and, of course, mini-marshmallows - T loves those things - and we had popsicles.

Not Quite Snow White

Not that I have ever agreed with it (i have the same hair and skin color.. that's it), but people have said that I look like Snow White. I never thought I did until saw this picture. I might not look like her right now, but I definitely have felt like she feels in this picture. My husband isn't as slack as the prince is here, but just the overall jist of the picture struck me.

I saw this from How About Orange who linked to it from here. Totally worth the time to click through and look at the other pictures. Some interesting commentary on the views of women in society now; myself, not necessarily agreeing with them all.

Side Note - I was trying to type this up and T was smooching me all over my arms and cheeks. I asked him to hold off for a minute so I could type and he said he couldn't help it. He said "I just love to kiss you momma because you smell like you." That just makes all those angry Snow White moments melt away.

E took this picture blueberry picking last week or her bro. I found that she has the ability to really catch some great views of us all. I have taken to giving her the camera on our excursions just to see what she sees. I will post more of those later.

Family Art Night

We like to draw together as a family but not in a formal " Ok guys we are going to sit down now and draw together sort of way." After reading this post by Soulemama the other day, I decided we should try it after Sunday dinner. I am soo glad we did.

T and E really enjoyed it. At first, we just started to draw. No rules, just draw. We did that for like 15 minutes. Then we all took turns dictating a theme to draw on. T wanted to go first. He decided we all had to draw squirrels. Oh boy. Topics ranged from your favorite dessert to your favorite activity. They really had a blast.

We will definitely do it again. We posted our finished creation up in the living room and they look at it all the time.

Family Art; the best kind.

My NPR Name

I am a total NPR fanatic. I never even listen to commercial radio - to the chagrin of all the commercial people in the world. No money to be made off of me - sorry.
Its my mom's fault really. We listened to Morning Edition everyday driving to high school. Then in college while traveling around, my little Honda could only get certain stations. No matter where I traveled, some station carried NPR. It was great. Even my college town had an all day all NPR station.

Well today I read this and it made me laugh. I too have thought about those hosts and reporters name.
Edit - I totally read the rules wrong. These are the right ones. Oops
Following their name rules ( pick a letter from your middle name and insert it into your middle name then add the furthest small foreign town you have ever visited) I sort of failed. I haven't been anywhere out of the country (Tijuana doesn't count here) So I pick my trip to Bemidji, Minnesota - Sort of foreign, especially with that HUGE Paul Bunyan that Tara and I saw. Picture to prove it somewhere.


So I would be Cearey Bemidji. Still not cool enough for NPR. Joey is Jofey Alabaster.