Army Wives Prayer
Dear Lord,
Give me the greatness of heart to see the difference between duty and his love for me.
Give me understanding that I may know, when duty calls him he must go.
Give me a task to do each day, to fill the time when he's away.
And Lord, when he's in a foreign land, keep him safe in your loving hand.
And Lord, when duty is in the field, please protect him and be his shield.
And Lord, when deployment is so long, please stay with me and keep me strong.
Amen.
--Author Unknown
Friday, June 25, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
sadistic pleasure
husband: dear, did you know there is a washrag in the refrigerator?
wife: no, dear, the wet washrag is in the freezer.
On these 100 degree days, a wet washrag proves the principle that water is cooler than air. But, a frozen washrag needs a few minutes to thaw before applying to the neck. And the freezer tends to suck the moisture out of it, so more water will need to be applied.
Walmart has frozen PF CHANG's microvwaveable meals next to the Bertolli bags-of-fun.
(But, you are going to need to cook up two cups of rice and have it ready to make this bag stretch into two meals, let alone one hungry husband who works out and is used to downing a whole Bertolli bag, if you know what I mean) The ginger chicken is not very spicy. And brocolli alert for some dear ones.
And milk for $1.78 ! What is not to love about Walmart? Well, I get so sweaty-drippy there, that I need a wet washrag to cool off.
wife: no, dear, the wet washrag is in the freezer.
On these 100 degree days, a wet washrag proves the principle that water is cooler than air. But, a frozen washrag needs a few minutes to thaw before applying to the neck. And the freezer tends to suck the moisture out of it, so more water will need to be applied.
Walmart has frozen PF CHANG's microvwaveable meals next to the Bertolli bags-of-fun.
(But, you are going to need to cook up two cups of rice and have it ready to make this bag stretch into two meals, let alone one hungry husband who works out and is used to downing a whole Bertolli bag, if you know what I mean) The ginger chicken is not very spicy. And brocolli alert for some dear ones.
And milk for $1.78 ! What is not to love about Walmart? Well, I get so sweaty-drippy there, that I need a wet washrag to cool off.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Father's Day 2010
We started celebrating on Saturday, attending TOY STORY 3 in 3-D. Pointy things, like the dinosaur's tail seemed to be over your shoulder. I want to see it again, but in regular screen.
And Ben's paint job of the kitchen and living room are still much appreciated--even Ben said he could still smell the paint.
Bob got his last Sunday School lesson ready---and wore his brand new Father's Day polo shirt, but when we got to church, he discovered he'd printed out the wrong edit. So, he rushed back home, reprinted a newer edit and rushed back in time to give his lesson--and I was following along on the "old" version, and could not tell any difference. His edits are mighty hard to detect. Some yahoo rang the doorbell early, so Bob seemed to rush through his lesson with two more doorbell warnings. And since this was his last in this series, he seemed rushed. Too many questions for this crowd who love to pipe up with comments/questions.
On the one hand, I am glad he is done, as it is hard to be quiet on Saturdays. But, on the other hand, the other Sunday School teachers are not worth the time spent listening to them, as their lessons are way too light. (even to the point of nauseatingly sweet)
James and Amber got to hear Bob's lesson, and then Ben joined us for lunch at Carrabbas and we remembered being there a year ago getting ready for James and Amber's wedding...and as Amber's birthday is today, we celebrated early. This was James' first Father's Day!
It was good to talk to Lauren and Abby in Alaska. Our firstborn was in Michigan for a meeting, so they said they had had to celebrate Father's Day early.
Bob helped me babyproof and change sheets---as Bob's niece and kids will be here today. And we refilled the frig with kid friendly foods, hopefully. Bob needed a new mouse for his pewter, so I let him go without me. Best Buy in not my favorite place. James and Amber had left for home at 3pm, and arrived safely. Big day today, being Amber's birthday and first sonogram and doctor's appointments. I think they get to hear the heatbeat today. What fun!
Suppose to get up to 104 degrees here today. in the shade.
I am getting low on Dawn. I use Dawn dishwashing liquid for spots on clothing, and hand soap...and everything.
Another knitted hat is on the way. This one resembles the night caps of years gone by. A pink ribbon can cinch it tight or loose. I wonder if it fits okay. The maroon hat has not made it to Alaska yet...a triangular exercise transferred to circular needles. The first pink hat is probably too big. But, she got the bee canvas hat with matching bee t-shirt I found at Cracker Barrel, and it is a good size, and was wearing it yesterday. I found two more smaller sized circular needles at the craft store, so whichever pattern works the best, I can try again.
I hope the pethora of hats gives our granddaughter plenty to chose from, as well as plenty to wash. My one hundred percent cotton yarn may shrink a little that first wash. And I wonder if a stretchy hairband instead of the ribbon will work better?
And Ben's paint job of the kitchen and living room are still much appreciated--even Ben said he could still smell the paint.
Bob got his last Sunday School lesson ready---and wore his brand new Father's Day polo shirt, but when we got to church, he discovered he'd printed out the wrong edit. So, he rushed back home, reprinted a newer edit and rushed back in time to give his lesson--and I was following along on the "old" version, and could not tell any difference. His edits are mighty hard to detect. Some yahoo rang the doorbell early, so Bob seemed to rush through his lesson with two more doorbell warnings. And since this was his last in this series, he seemed rushed. Too many questions for this crowd who love to pipe up with comments/questions.
On the one hand, I am glad he is done, as it is hard to be quiet on Saturdays. But, on the other hand, the other Sunday School teachers are not worth the time spent listening to them, as their lessons are way too light. (even to the point of nauseatingly sweet)
James and Amber got to hear Bob's lesson, and then Ben joined us for lunch at Carrabbas and we remembered being there a year ago getting ready for James and Amber's wedding...and as Amber's birthday is today, we celebrated early. This was James' first Father's Day!
It was good to talk to Lauren and Abby in Alaska. Our firstborn was in Michigan for a meeting, so they said they had had to celebrate Father's Day early.
Bob helped me babyproof and change sheets---as Bob's niece and kids will be here today. And we refilled the frig with kid friendly foods, hopefully. Bob needed a new mouse for his pewter, so I let him go without me. Best Buy in not my favorite place. James and Amber had left for home at 3pm, and arrived safely. Big day today, being Amber's birthday and first sonogram and doctor's appointments. I think they get to hear the heatbeat today. What fun!
Suppose to get up to 104 degrees here today. in the shade.
I am getting low on Dawn. I use Dawn dishwashing liquid for spots on clothing, and hand soap...and everything.
Another knitted hat is on the way. This one resembles the night caps of years gone by. A pink ribbon can cinch it tight or loose. I wonder if it fits okay. The maroon hat has not made it to Alaska yet...a triangular exercise transferred to circular needles. The first pink hat is probably too big. But, she got the bee canvas hat with matching bee t-shirt I found at Cracker Barrel, and it is a good size, and was wearing it yesterday. I found two more smaller sized circular needles at the craft store, so whichever pattern works the best, I can try again.
I hope the pethora of hats gives our granddaughter plenty to chose from, as well as plenty to wash. My one hundred percent cotton yarn may shrink a little that first wash. And I wonder if a stretchy hairband instead of the ribbon will work better?
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Another telling difference between men and women
I was sitting in the recliner, clothes all folded, thinking about how fun it would be when Bob got home from work and when he asked, "how did your day go?" or "what did you do today?" Wouldn't it be fun to be able to say:
I got a phone call from God today.
Caller ID said, "Heaven".
God said that my Nannie and Poppy say "Hello" and my Grandma and Grandpa James.
But instead---we receive a completed letter, a Word from the Lord every time we open the Bible.
God looks on our hearts. He knows our thoughts. Sometimes when people in the Bible inquired of God, He would answer them directly, or through a prophet or through a dream or vision. Some today say they have heard God speak to them directly, but mostly, God communicates through His Word.
Everything God wants us to know is in the Bible.
If someone says God told him something that does not agree with the Bible, then disregard it.
Some desire a sign. Or cloud writing. And sometimes God will speak through a friend. God puts so many encouraging people in my life.
Even when Christ comes back I don't think He will need a cell phone. At one point, every eye will see, every hear will hear and every knee will bow.
I asked my husband, Bob, what if God called on the phone---Bob said he'd think it was a joke.
I got a phone call from God today.
Caller ID said, "Heaven".
God said that my Nannie and Poppy say "Hello" and my Grandma and Grandpa James.
But instead---we receive a completed letter, a Word from the Lord every time we open the Bible.
God looks on our hearts. He knows our thoughts. Sometimes when people in the Bible inquired of God, He would answer them directly, or through a prophet or through a dream or vision. Some today say they have heard God speak to them directly, but mostly, God communicates through His Word.
Everything God wants us to know is in the Bible.
If someone says God told him something that does not agree with the Bible, then disregard it.
Some desire a sign. Or cloud writing. And sometimes God will speak through a friend. God puts so many encouraging people in my life.
Even when Christ comes back I don't think He will need a cell phone. At one point, every eye will see, every hear will hear and every knee will bow.
I asked my husband, Bob, what if God called on the phone---Bob said he'd think it was a joke.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Got any crazy friends or relatives?
What do to about the crazies in our life?
The story of Saul and David comes to mind as I ponder.
I Samuel 15:10 The word of the Lord came to Samuel saying: I regret that I made Saul king, for he has turned back from following Me.
Q: Is Samuel God's spokesperson because Saul respects him? Why didn't God speak directly to king Saul?
Saul did not follow God's very specific directions to wipe out all of the Amalekites---even the animals. When God tells this news to Samuel, Samuel prays all night. He is distressed. Samuel goes to Saul and confronts him, but Saul tries to squirm out of it by blaming the people---15:15 "the people spared the best of the sheep and oxen to sacrifice to the Lord Your God!" And when Samuel points out the error of his ways, Saul again insists that he did obey God. again. Blames the people.
"Behold, to obey is better than sacrifice, and to heed than the fat of rams. For rebellion is as the sin of divination, and insubordination is as iniquity and idolatry. Because you have rejected the word of the Lord, He has rejected you from being king."
In verse 24, Saul confesses, repents with "I have sinned" and admits that he "feared the people and listened to their voice".
Q: will Saul be in heaven? (trick question, as there is a definite verse about it at the end of the story)
Q: what should Saul have done? Agreed to step down as king?
Samuel executes the captured king Agag (who comes cheerfully) and Samuel "hews" him to pieces very publically. Verse 34 says that Samuel did not see Saul every again until the day of Saul's death! There is brokenness, and consequences.
Q: Why didn't God strike Saul dead? Why did God keep Saul around?
God tells Samuel to go to Bethlehem and anoint one of Jesse's sons and Samuel complains he is afraid of Saul and that Saul might kill him. Instead of pointing out this absurd thought, God gives Samuel an excuse: "take a heifer and say, I have come to sacrifice to the Lord." I Samuel 16:2 God asked Samuel in the verse prior, "how long will you grieve over Saul, since I have rejected him from being king over Israel?" God set the standards. God said there would be consequences.
When Samuel shows up at the gates of Bethlehem, I Samuel 16:4 the elders come trembling. All of Jesse's sons are paraded before Samuel and we are privy to the conversation between Samuel and God:
"Surely,...but the Lord said to Samuel: do not look at his appearance or height because I have rejected him...for God sees not as man sees for man looks on the outward appearance but the Lord looks at the heart."
Q: are all David's brothers in heaven? God loved them as He loves everyone, but God rejected them for the JOB of king.
I Samuel 16:12 handsome, ruddy, anointed youngest David "and the spirit of the Lord came mightily upon David"
I Samuel 16:14 the spirit of the Lord departed form Saul and an evil spirit from the Lord terrorized him.
Q: Is God teasing Saul with David? Why not just make David king?
David's reputation: skillful musician, a mighty man of valor, a warrior, one prudent in speech, a handsome man, AND THE LORD IS WITH HIM. David would play his harp and king Saul "would be refreshed and be well." "And the evil spirit would depart from him."
Next is the Goliath story. What is God teaching us in this story of Saul and David? Saul was still the Lord's anointed. Saul is still alive. Saul won't die for 15 more chapters.
It seems to start with jealousy. I Samuel 18:9 says "Saul looks at David with suspicion from that day on" as they were singing David's praises, and his count was higher.
18:11 Saul hurls a spear at David
18:12 Saul admits being afraid of David.
18:13 Saul puts David in command of one thousand hoping he will be killed in battle, but God prospers and protects David.
18:17 Saul promises his oldest daughter hoping the Philistines kill David, then gives his daughter to another.
18:20 Saul tries to "snare" David with his daughter, Michal by requiring an 100 foreskin dowry.
18:29 "enemy continually"
I Samuel 19:1 Saul told his son Jonathan and servants to put David to death. They do not obey.
19:7 temporary restoration of fellowship. one of many.
19:8 but "there was war again"..."an evil spirt...Saul tries to spear David." again.
19:11,12 Michal helps David escape. (but what was she doing with a household idol? Did Saul marry a woman of another religion? Idols were a big no-no.)
I Samuel 19:18 Ramah prophesying story---they can't help it. naked.
I Samuel 20 David asks Jonathan, what have I done? What is my sin before your father? David and Jonathan make a covenant. Jonathan is afraid David will be missed at the new moon celebration (verse 18) and they devise a plan. Saul voices that he knows David is to be the next king and tries to incite Jonathan again, but Jonathan and David talk about their covenant. And they part.
I Samuel 21 David escapes to Nob. alone. David lies to the priest that he is on a secret mission and asks for the consecrated bread which only the priests and their families were to eat. Doeg the Edomite, chief of Saul's shepherds sees David and reports back to Saul and in chapter 22 kills 85 priests, their families, children, infants and animals. So 85 plus die innocently. Ironically, tragically, Saul who refused to obey and kill all the enemy Amalekites, murders his own priests and their families without consulting God.
I Samuel 22 So David escapes to the cave of Adullam, and his brothers plus his father's household join him there along with 400 in debt and discontented. David parks his parents with the King of Moab "until I know what God will do for me." (verse 3)
God uses the prophet GAD to warn David not to stay in the stronghold. I Samuel 22:5 but to go to the land of Judah. I Samuel 22:6 Saul declares war on David. From jealousy to anger, to spear throwing attempted murder to all out war...only one son escaped to tell David.
I Samuel 23 David inquires of the Lord before going to battle with the Philistines.
23:14 Saul looks for David every day. It has become an obsession.
I Samuel 24 David has an opportunity to kill Saul, but cuts off an edge of Saul's robe in a cave and then proclaims: "Far be it from me because of the Lord that I should do this thing to my lord, the Lord's anointed, to stretch out my hand against him, since he is the Lord's anointed."
24:20 Saul "repents" and restores and makes promises. again. "AND EVERYONE GOES TO THEIR OWN HOUSES AND STRONGHOLD."
Samuel dies. Chapter 25 is the Abigail story. I Samuel 26 finds David sparing Saul's life. again.
I Samuel 28 Saul consults a medium. Samuel is brought back from the dead to say, in verse 19, "tomorrow you and your sons will be with me!" And in I Samuel 31 we are given the details of Saul and his sons' death. Second Samuel begins with David hearing the news.
What do we see in dealing with a crazy person? What do we learn? We pray. We seek God's will. We ask for God's direction and guidance. Even when there is temporary and repeated restoration, we wisely do not put ourselves in harms way. Everyone goes back to their own houses and strongholds.
We love. We forgive to prevent personal bitterness. But, we are not stupid.
The story of Saul and David comes to mind as I ponder.
I Samuel 15:10 The word of the Lord came to Samuel saying: I regret that I made Saul king, for he has turned back from following Me.
Q: Is Samuel God's spokesperson because Saul respects him? Why didn't God speak directly to king Saul?
Saul did not follow God's very specific directions to wipe out all of the Amalekites---even the animals. When God tells this news to Samuel, Samuel prays all night. He is distressed. Samuel goes to Saul and confronts him, but Saul tries to squirm out of it by blaming the people---15:15 "the people spared the best of the sheep and oxen to sacrifice to the Lord Your God!" And when Samuel points out the error of his ways, Saul again insists that he did obey God. again. Blames the people.
"Behold, to obey is better than sacrifice, and to heed than the fat of rams. For rebellion is as the sin of divination, and insubordination is as iniquity and idolatry. Because you have rejected the word of the Lord, He has rejected you from being king."
In verse 24, Saul confesses, repents with "I have sinned" and admits that he "feared the people and listened to their voice".
Q: will Saul be in heaven? (trick question, as there is a definite verse about it at the end of the story)
Q: what should Saul have done? Agreed to step down as king?
Samuel executes the captured king Agag (who comes cheerfully) and Samuel "hews" him to pieces very publically. Verse 34 says that Samuel did not see Saul every again until the day of Saul's death! There is brokenness, and consequences.
Q: Why didn't God strike Saul dead? Why did God keep Saul around?
God tells Samuel to go to Bethlehem and anoint one of Jesse's sons and Samuel complains he is afraid of Saul and that Saul might kill him. Instead of pointing out this absurd thought, God gives Samuel an excuse: "take a heifer and say, I have come to sacrifice to the Lord." I Samuel 16:2 God asked Samuel in the verse prior, "how long will you grieve over Saul, since I have rejected him from being king over Israel?" God set the standards. God said there would be consequences.
When Samuel shows up at the gates of Bethlehem, I Samuel 16:4 the elders come trembling. All of Jesse's sons are paraded before Samuel and we are privy to the conversation between Samuel and God:
"Surely,...but the Lord said to Samuel: do not look at his appearance or height because I have rejected him...for God sees not as man sees for man looks on the outward appearance but the Lord looks at the heart."
Q: are all David's brothers in heaven? God loved them as He loves everyone, but God rejected them for the JOB of king.
I Samuel 16:12 handsome, ruddy, anointed youngest David "and the spirit of the Lord came mightily upon David"
I Samuel 16:14 the spirit of the Lord departed form Saul and an evil spirit from the Lord terrorized him.
Q: Is God teasing Saul with David? Why not just make David king?
David's reputation: skillful musician, a mighty man of valor, a warrior, one prudent in speech, a handsome man, AND THE LORD IS WITH HIM. David would play his harp and king Saul "would be refreshed and be well." "And the evil spirit would depart from him."
Next is the Goliath story. What is God teaching us in this story of Saul and David? Saul was still the Lord's anointed. Saul is still alive. Saul won't die for 15 more chapters.
It seems to start with jealousy. I Samuel 18:9 says "Saul looks at David with suspicion from that day on" as they were singing David's praises, and his count was higher.
18:11 Saul hurls a spear at David
18:12 Saul admits being afraid of David.
18:13 Saul puts David in command of one thousand hoping he will be killed in battle, but God prospers and protects David.
18:17 Saul promises his oldest daughter hoping the Philistines kill David, then gives his daughter to another.
18:20 Saul tries to "snare" David with his daughter, Michal by requiring an 100 foreskin dowry.
18:29 "enemy continually"
I Samuel 19:1 Saul told his son Jonathan and servants to put David to death. They do not obey.
19:7 temporary restoration of fellowship. one of many.
19:8 but "there was war again"..."an evil spirt...Saul tries to spear David." again.
19:11,12 Michal helps David escape. (but what was she doing with a household idol? Did Saul marry a woman of another religion? Idols were a big no-no.)
I Samuel 19:18 Ramah prophesying story---they can't help it. naked.
I Samuel 20 David asks Jonathan, what have I done? What is my sin before your father? David and Jonathan make a covenant. Jonathan is afraid David will be missed at the new moon celebration (verse 18) and they devise a plan. Saul voices that he knows David is to be the next king and tries to incite Jonathan again, but Jonathan and David talk about their covenant. And they part.
I Samuel 21 David escapes to Nob. alone. David lies to the priest that he is on a secret mission and asks for the consecrated bread which only the priests and their families were to eat. Doeg the Edomite, chief of Saul's shepherds sees David and reports back to Saul and in chapter 22 kills 85 priests, their families, children, infants and animals. So 85 plus die innocently. Ironically, tragically, Saul who refused to obey and kill all the enemy Amalekites, murders his own priests and their families without consulting God.
I Samuel 22 So David escapes to the cave of Adullam, and his brothers plus his father's household join him there along with 400 in debt and discontented. David parks his parents with the King of Moab "until I know what God will do for me." (verse 3)
God uses the prophet GAD to warn David not to stay in the stronghold. I Samuel 22:5 but to go to the land of Judah. I Samuel 22:6 Saul declares war on David. From jealousy to anger, to spear throwing attempted murder to all out war...only one son escaped to tell David.
I Samuel 23 David inquires of the Lord before going to battle with the Philistines.
23:14 Saul looks for David every day. It has become an obsession.
I Samuel 24 David has an opportunity to kill Saul, but cuts off an edge of Saul's robe in a cave and then proclaims: "Far be it from me because of the Lord that I should do this thing to my lord, the Lord's anointed, to stretch out my hand against him, since he is the Lord's anointed."
24:20 Saul "repents" and restores and makes promises. again. "AND EVERYONE GOES TO THEIR OWN HOUSES AND STRONGHOLD."
Samuel dies. Chapter 25 is the Abigail story. I Samuel 26 finds David sparing Saul's life. again.
I Samuel 28 Saul consults a medium. Samuel is brought back from the dead to say, in verse 19, "tomorrow you and your sons will be with me!" And in I Samuel 31 we are given the details of Saul and his sons' death. Second Samuel begins with David hearing the news.
What do we see in dealing with a crazy person? What do we learn? We pray. We seek God's will. We ask for God's direction and guidance. Even when there is temporary and repeated restoration, we wisely do not put ourselves in harms way. Everyone goes back to their own houses and strongholds.
We love. We forgive to prevent personal bitterness. But, we are not stupid.
Friday, June 4, 2010
Kleenex alert
http://adweek.blogs.com/adfreak/2010/06/american-airlines-ad-quietly-salutes-military.html
Wow. This ad made me cry. Thank you, American Airlines!
I'll never forget our son's flight home from Airborne School. He had injured himself falling on a rock, and bruised his uh, rear end. The purple bruise and swelling had not prevented him from graduating, but it did make a connection dicy.
We were on the internet telling him to run to the gate, and they literally opened the doors, and shoved him into a first class seat---exactly what his sore rear end needed. We took him to the chiropractor, who put everything back where it was suppose to be, but I was so thankful God was looking out for him. I think it was pretty obvious he was in pain.
Thank you American Airlines for finding ways to honor our men and women serving. Their leave time includes travel time, so any travel time spent waiting on flights means time stolen from their families.
Wow. This ad made me cry. Thank you, American Airlines!
I'll never forget our son's flight home from Airborne School. He had injured himself falling on a rock, and bruised his uh, rear end. The purple bruise and swelling had not prevented him from graduating, but it did make a connection dicy.
We were on the internet telling him to run to the gate, and they literally opened the doors, and shoved him into a first class seat---exactly what his sore rear end needed. We took him to the chiropractor, who put everything back where it was suppose to be, but I was so thankful God was looking out for him. I think it was pretty obvious he was in pain.
Thank you American Airlines for finding ways to honor our men and women serving. Their leave time includes travel time, so any travel time spent waiting on flights means time stolen from their families.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Fantastic Easy Cobbler
http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2007/08/the_great_cobbl/
Go now to Pioneer Woman's page, as she has pictures, and directions and everything.
I'll wait.
This recipe looked ridiculously easy. And I happened to have all the ingredients.
Now, I did not have self rising flour, but by googling, you can see that self rising flour just has baking powder added to it, and salt---easily done.
And I don't keep white sugar in our house no more. Not since the baby flew the nest.
And it is just me and Bob these days, so I had to cut the recipe in half!
And i cooked mine in four small cute pyrex dishes, so that when I ate one, Bob won't know, and Bob will still have a desert bowl all his own at supper.
And since I ate all the blackberries at breakfast, I used a jar of simply blueberries instead. yes, blueberry jam or jelly. what a wonderful way to use up the last bits of jelly or jam! I think this will work for strawberry jam, or any fruit! wow
It is so good. hot or cold. whipped cream or plain. And in the small little heavyily buttered pyrex bowls, it only took 50 minutes to cook. not the hour.
When we use our ovens here in Texas in the summer, we have to confess our sins. So fifty minutes is better than one hour.
My Adaptation of Pioneer Woman's Cobbler:
1/2 stick of butter microwaved in a glass pyrex measuring cup my son, James gave me for Christmas
in the bigger 4 cup pyrex measuring cup, mix: 3/4 cup brown sugar, 1/2 cup flour, 3/4 teaspoon baking powder, 1/4 teas. salt---mix with hand held whisk, then add: 1/2 cup milk, and the melted butter. mix batter.
pour batter into four small pyrex bowls that have been heavily buttered.
drop in dollops of frest fruit or frozen fruit or jam or jelly. gently cover dollops with batter if you want to. sprinkle with sugar and bake for 40-50 minutes at 350 degrees or until the cobbler bounces back when touched. Yum.
6pm update: Bob found it so sweet he could not finish his serving, so I had to help him. I will need to cut back the sugar next time....or have to eat it all myself.
It tastes good plain. And what a neat way to use up jams and jellies. I used to sneak jams and jellies into muffins. With just the two of us, we don't use up a small jar of jam or jelly fast enough. And with enough tiny samples from Cracker Barrel, you could make quite a bit ! Next time we have a huge crowd to feed, or a church supper...
Go now to Pioneer Woman's page, as she has pictures, and directions and everything.
I'll wait.
This recipe looked ridiculously easy. And I happened to have all the ingredients.
Now, I did not have self rising flour, but by googling, you can see that self rising flour just has baking powder added to it, and salt---easily done.
And I don't keep white sugar in our house no more. Not since the baby flew the nest.
And it is just me and Bob these days, so I had to cut the recipe in half!
And i cooked mine in four small cute pyrex dishes, so that when I ate one, Bob won't know, and Bob will still have a desert bowl all his own at supper.
And since I ate all the blackberries at breakfast, I used a jar of simply blueberries instead. yes, blueberry jam or jelly. what a wonderful way to use up the last bits of jelly or jam! I think this will work for strawberry jam, or any fruit! wow
It is so good. hot or cold. whipped cream or plain. And in the small little heavyily buttered pyrex bowls, it only took 50 minutes to cook. not the hour.
When we use our ovens here in Texas in the summer, we have to confess our sins. So fifty minutes is better than one hour.
My Adaptation of Pioneer Woman's Cobbler:
1/2 stick of butter microwaved in a glass pyrex measuring cup my son, James gave me for Christmas
in the bigger 4 cup pyrex measuring cup, mix: 3/4 cup brown sugar, 1/2 cup flour, 3/4 teaspoon baking powder, 1/4 teas. salt---mix with hand held whisk, then add: 1/2 cup milk, and the melted butter. mix batter.
pour batter into four small pyrex bowls that have been heavily buttered.
drop in dollops of frest fruit or frozen fruit or jam or jelly. gently cover dollops with batter if you want to. sprinkle with sugar and bake for 40-50 minutes at 350 degrees or until the cobbler bounces back when touched. Yum.
6pm update: Bob found it so sweet he could not finish his serving, so I had to help him. I will need to cut back the sugar next time....or have to eat it all myself.
It tastes good plain. And what a neat way to use up jams and jellies. I used to sneak jams and jellies into muffins. With just the two of us, we don't use up a small jar of jam or jelly fast enough. And with enough tiny samples from Cracker Barrel, you could make quite a bit ! Next time we have a huge crowd to feed, or a church supper...
The One Thousandeth was from Texas
http://militarytimes.com/news/2010/05/ap_afghanistan_1000th_casualty_053010/
In a Backyard in Alaska
http://www.adn.com/2010/05/28/1299009/mama-moose-gives-birth-in-the.html#id=1299003&view=large_view
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Murphy's Law
I decided that before I got showered and dressed for the day, I'd use the shop vac to blow off the driveway. Bob had mowed yesterday morning, and there were still some stick/pollen/dirt piles from last week's hosing. Just a quick blow. No problem. Wearing just my purple nightgown, barefoot, hairy legs a-showin', I proceeded to hook up the four heavy-duty extension cords that help the shop vac reach the end of the driveway. Our driveway is sloped. I need to remember to ask Bob the grade. But, the shop vac loves to roll down to the end all on its own. So, it is quite a sight to see me wrestling the shop vac hose, cord, and blower-end hoses, while trying to keep the shop vac from running away. The plastic hose is flexible, but the extensions are hard plastic that give you a few more feet of blow power, but often come unhooked from the flexible hose.
The shop vac works wonderfully to remove dirt, dust, leaves, bits of sticks and stuff from the garage floor, front door, front step, and brick patio. The strength of the blower will unhook any leaf or week caught between the bricks. I love it. Better than sweeping. Better than wasting water hosing the drive. And our oak trees have been particulary dirty this year casting down bark, sticks, pollen strands, etc. We love the shade, but are amazed at the amount of tree bits the trees spit upon the drive, the cars, the walk, and even the birds add to the debris with their own contributions of affluence. Since I actually provide seed for the doves and sparrows, they thank me by showering us with their poop.
Halfway down the drive, letting the shop vac hit my legs as I stood between it and its desire to roll down to the street, the first pick up truck of men stopped to offer to weed the front rock walls which Bob terraced years ago. With a sweep of the hand, I knew what they were offering, even though I doubt they spoke English. I nodded no, and continued my shop vac wrestling.
Other pick ups with mowers sprouting in the back beds drove by, but my intense concentration on the shop vac and therefore lack of eye contact and skowl helped them speed on by. Mission accomplished, I started winding up the four extension cords for storage, when the top of the plastic blower hose pieces decided to make run for it. Rolling down the drive, faster and faster, they achieved the velocity of a tumbling space shuttle fuel tank, and rolled out into the middle of the street, pausing ever so little before continuing on into the neighbor's gutter. Remember the shortish nightgown I mentioned as my shop vac blowing attire? Try bending over to retrieve four foot tubes when barefoot, underdressed, and moving slow. It was tempting to fetch pants for this exercise, but not wanting to have the shop vac stolen nor the extension pieces stolen while fetching said pants, I just tiptoed across the street to retrieve the pieces and hoped all my neighbors were at work.
I am so thankful I put four bananas in the freezer yesterday. They were getting too ripe for anyone to want to eat, but they taste so good in a smoothie with just orange juice and a blender. wow. Great way to cool off, too. I don't normally eat four bananas in one day, but today, this first day of June, sweating from yard work, it tastes marvelous.
I wish I had thought to blender something like this for Bob after he mowed yesterday. We attended the DFW National Cemetery Ceremony for Memorial Day yesterday and our good friend, Suzanne, came with us. It was so hot there, but Bob brought the plastic white couch, and the umbrella, and we had a cooler of water bottles.
I could not for the life of me remembered whatall we did last year for Memorial Day, so Bob checked our blogs---and thankfully, our blogs have become online journals to jog memories. For Mother's Day last year, I had to confess the patriotic wedding dress joke I played on Bob. Ah, that was fun! And last year, we were travelling to see James and the granddaughter on Memorial Day. More fun. And even more fun to laugh at the good memories.
The shop vac works wonderfully to remove dirt, dust, leaves, bits of sticks and stuff from the garage floor, front door, front step, and brick patio. The strength of the blower will unhook any leaf or week caught between the bricks. I love it. Better than sweeping. Better than wasting water hosing the drive. And our oak trees have been particulary dirty this year casting down bark, sticks, pollen strands, etc. We love the shade, but are amazed at the amount of tree bits the trees spit upon the drive, the cars, the walk, and even the birds add to the debris with their own contributions of affluence. Since I actually provide seed for the doves and sparrows, they thank me by showering us with their poop.
Halfway down the drive, letting the shop vac hit my legs as I stood between it and its desire to roll down to the street, the first pick up truck of men stopped to offer to weed the front rock walls which Bob terraced years ago. With a sweep of the hand, I knew what they were offering, even though I doubt they spoke English. I nodded no, and continued my shop vac wrestling.
Other pick ups with mowers sprouting in the back beds drove by, but my intense concentration on the shop vac and therefore lack of eye contact and skowl helped them speed on by. Mission accomplished, I started winding up the four extension cords for storage, when the top of the plastic blower hose pieces decided to make run for it. Rolling down the drive, faster and faster, they achieved the velocity of a tumbling space shuttle fuel tank, and rolled out into the middle of the street, pausing ever so little before continuing on into the neighbor's gutter. Remember the shortish nightgown I mentioned as my shop vac blowing attire? Try bending over to retrieve four foot tubes when barefoot, underdressed, and moving slow. It was tempting to fetch pants for this exercise, but not wanting to have the shop vac stolen nor the extension pieces stolen while fetching said pants, I just tiptoed across the street to retrieve the pieces and hoped all my neighbors were at work.
I am so thankful I put four bananas in the freezer yesterday. They were getting too ripe for anyone to want to eat, but they taste so good in a smoothie with just orange juice and a blender. wow. Great way to cool off, too. I don't normally eat four bananas in one day, but today, this first day of June, sweating from yard work, it tastes marvelous.
I wish I had thought to blender something like this for Bob after he mowed yesterday. We attended the DFW National Cemetery Ceremony for Memorial Day yesterday and our good friend, Suzanne, came with us. It was so hot there, but Bob brought the plastic white couch, and the umbrella, and we had a cooler of water bottles.
I could not for the life of me remembered whatall we did last year for Memorial Day, so Bob checked our blogs---and thankfully, our blogs have become online journals to jog memories. For Mother's Day last year, I had to confess the patriotic wedding dress joke I played on Bob. Ah, that was fun! And last year, we were travelling to see James and the granddaughter on Memorial Day. More fun. And even more fun to laugh at the good memories.
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