The KAYA ladies have a fabulous acapella sound. It makes you want to move. Stirs your soul. Check them out.
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Friday, February 8, 2008
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Monday, February 4, 2008
Pie
Pie seems to be an American thing. (Puh-ii. Say it with a southern accent.) We Canadians are not the conoseurs of pie that our southern relatives are. Yesterday, I can across this recipe which was shared with me by my little Aunt Sis. My Grand Aunt Sis of Kentucky. She was an amazing lady and one day I'll write a tribute here for her as she is well worth knowing.
Until then, here's one of her pie recipes that is super easy and just as tasty. The name has always cracked me up though. Is Japan that land of raisins and coconuts? I do not know, but if this pie is indicitive of anything, then maybe so.
Japanese Pie
1 unbaked pie crust
1 stick of oleo melted (1/4 cup melted butter)
1 cup sugar
2 eggs
Tbspn vinegar
1/2 cup raisins
1/2 cup coconut
1/4 cup chopped nuts (pecans are awesome but any will do)
Mix well. Bake 40 minutes at 325.
This was our desert last night. The friends who were over for dinner asked for seconds and where I bought the pie from. Now there's a compliment!
Until then, here's one of her pie recipes that is super easy and just as tasty. The name has always cracked me up though. Is Japan that land of raisins and coconuts? I do not know, but if this pie is indicitive of anything, then maybe so.
Japanese Pie
1 unbaked pie crust
1 stick of oleo melted (1/4 cup melted butter)
1 cup sugar
2 eggs
Tbspn vinegar
1/2 cup raisins
1/2 cup coconut
1/4 cup chopped nuts (pecans are awesome but any will do)
Mix well. Bake 40 minutes at 325.
This was our desert last night. The friends who were over for dinner asked for seconds and where I bought the pie from. Now there's a compliment!
Pie
Pie seems to be an American thing. (Puh-ii. Say it with a southern accent.) We Canadians are not the conoseurs of pie that our southern relatives are. Yesterday, I can across this recipe which was shared with me by my little Aunt Sis. My Grand Aunt Sis of Kentucky. She was an amazing lady and one day I'll write a tribute here for her as she is well worth knowing.
Until then, here's one of her pie recipes that is super easy and just as tasty. The name has always cracked me up though. Is Japan that land of raisins and coconuts? I do not know, but if this pie is indicitive of anything, then maybe so.
Japanese Pie
1 unbaked pie crust
1 stick of oleo melted (1/4 cup melted butter)
1 cup sugar
2 eggs
Tbspn vinegar
1/2 cup raisins
1/2 cup coconut
1/4 cup chopped nuts (pecans are awesome but any will do)
Mix well. Bake 40 minutes at 325.
This was our desert last night. The friends who were over for dinner asked for seconds and where I bought the pie from. Now there's a compliment!
Until then, here's one of her pie recipes that is super easy and just as tasty. The name has always cracked me up though. Is Japan that land of raisins and coconuts? I do not know, but if this pie is indicitive of anything, then maybe so.
Japanese Pie
1 unbaked pie crust
1 stick of oleo melted (1/4 cup melted butter)
1 cup sugar
2 eggs
Tbspn vinegar
1/2 cup raisins
1/2 cup coconut
1/4 cup chopped nuts (pecans are awesome but any will do)
Mix well. Bake 40 minutes at 325.
This was our desert last night. The friends who were over for dinner asked for seconds and where I bought the pie from. Now there's a compliment!
Communication
W is talking up a storm these days and it's quite funny...not to forget enlightening as well. Last night at bedtime he would not stop talking...about anything that has happened in the last week it seemed.
"Guess what? Going Zoo!" (wishful thinking...)
"Mommy angry. Big spanks. Poor W."
"Mommy really sad. Poor Mom."
"Who made this big mess?"
"Hi Mom. I love Mom"
"Twinkle twinkle..."
"L-M-N-O-P..."
This has got to be one of my favorite developments of the 2yr old stage. It's fun, but there's no secrets in our home anylonger.
"Guess what? Going Zoo!" (wishful thinking...)
"Mommy angry. Big spanks. Poor W."
"Mommy really sad. Poor Mom."
"Who made this big mess?"
"Hi Mom. I love Mom"
"Twinkle twinkle..."
"L-M-N-O-P..."
This has got to be one of my favorite developments of the 2yr old stage. It's fun, but there's no secrets in our home anylonger.
Communication
W is talking up a storm these days and it's quite funny...not to forget enlightening as well. Last night at bedtime he would not stop talking...about anything that has happened in the last week it seemed.
"Guess what? Going Zoo!" (wishful thinking...)
"Mommy angry. Big spanks. Poor W."
"Mommy really sad. Poor Mom."
"Who made this big mess?"
"Hi Mom. I love Mom"
"Twinkle twinkle..."
"L-M-N-O-P..."
This has got to be one of my favorite developments of the 2yr old stage. It's fun, but there's no secrets in our home anylonger.
"Guess what? Going Zoo!" (wishful thinking...)
"Mommy angry. Big spanks. Poor W."
"Mommy really sad. Poor Mom."
"Who made this big mess?"
"Hi Mom. I love Mom"
"Twinkle twinkle..."
"L-M-N-O-P..."
This has got to be one of my favorite developments of the 2yr old stage. It's fun, but there's no secrets in our home anylonger.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Shoulda Stayed Home
Going out is over-rated. I should have maintained the fever.Who shed more tears this morning...Baby R, Me or W? This question is kinda like the guess how many jellybeans in the jar game....it's not obvious or easy.
A simple late morning of Dr's appt, groceries and diaper stop. After being homebound for three full days, this outing was anticipated like a nice trip to Cuba! But what a let down. It was more like eating at a buffet....seemed like a good idea at the time, but you feel sick to your stomach afterwards.
The boys are healthy, yet this new doctor (our regular doc is on vacation) suggested strongly that "it's not your fault but...." one of the boys has a behavioral problem. (insert sinking sensation here) And he was well-behaved in the Dr's office this morning; happy to play with the toys, went to the examination room without hesitation, sat on the table for the assessment, did not try to leave the room, yes he turned the lights off/on, tried to touch the instruments, tried to turn on the tap, and hopped up onto the table while the babe was being examined...but does this constitute a behavior problem? When she asked me how I cope I felt like saying F*! off. I am so SICK of this question. I COPE like every other mother does, by the seat of our pants and because we HAVE to. Is there any other option? [Besides alcohol? Starting the day with bailey's in your coffee? :)] Yes, my son is "BUSY", but what 2yr old isn't? Apparently, she thinks he is over the top busy, abnormal busy. I hate that word now. Busy. So she's recommending I speak with our regular Dr. Whatever...give me the excema prescription I came for and let me leave before I am crying in public.
The great morning continued as W ran out the door of the clinic while I was putting my coat on, left R with some strange lady so that I could catch him, got groceries, stopped for diapers and lunch, Baby R is very sad by this time, won't nurse in the restaurant, spill my drink all over the floor, and finally get out to the truck to go home. Oh, did I mention the crying in the truck & almost when the drink spilled and W saying, "Mommy is very sad."
It's a shoulda stayed home, winning the bad mom of the year award kind of day.
Wake me up tomorrow. Oh wait, it's only mid afternoon, there's many more hours of this wonderful day to endure.
PS: How do I cope?
I cope by crying in the truck in front of my young children and then venting on my blog. How's that for coping skills?
A simple late morning of Dr's appt, groceries and diaper stop. After being homebound for three full days, this outing was anticipated like a nice trip to Cuba! But what a let down. It was more like eating at a buffet....seemed like a good idea at the time, but you feel sick to your stomach afterwards.
The boys are healthy, yet this new doctor (our regular doc is on vacation) suggested strongly that "it's not your fault but...." one of the boys has a behavioral problem. (insert sinking sensation here) And he was well-behaved in the Dr's office this morning; happy to play with the toys, went to the examination room without hesitation, sat on the table for the assessment, did not try to leave the room, yes he turned the lights off/on, tried to touch the instruments, tried to turn on the tap, and hopped up onto the table while the babe was being examined...but does this constitute a behavior problem? When she asked me how I cope I felt like saying F*! off. I am so SICK of this question. I COPE like every other mother does, by the seat of our pants and because we HAVE to. Is there any other option? [Besides alcohol? Starting the day with bailey's in your coffee? :)] Yes, my son is "BUSY", but what 2yr old isn't? Apparently, she thinks he is over the top busy, abnormal busy. I hate that word now. Busy. So she's recommending I speak with our regular Dr. Whatever...give me the excema prescription I came for and let me leave before I am crying in public.
The great morning continued as W ran out the door of the clinic while I was putting my coat on, left R with some strange lady so that I could catch him, got groceries, stopped for diapers and lunch, Baby R is very sad by this time, won't nurse in the restaurant, spill my drink all over the floor, and finally get out to the truck to go home. Oh, did I mention the crying in the truck & almost when the drink spilled and W saying, "Mommy is very sad."
It's a shoulda stayed home, winning the bad mom of the year award kind of day.
Wake me up tomorrow. Oh wait, it's only mid afternoon, there's many more hours of this wonderful day to endure.
PS: How do I cope?
I cope by crying in the truck in front of my young children and then venting on my blog. How's that for coping skills?
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