Muffins and Sauce.

I made The Pioneer Woman’s muffins yesterday. Yogurt sauce and all, and they were delicious. Not to sweet, and I seriously think that the batter was so easy to make, not too messy, and will be something I make again. :) I took some to the neighbors. The kids loved them. Next time, Ethan wants me to make some chocolate chip ones. That really does sound good.

I, also, made homemade spaghetti sauce yesterday, and honestly, I’m not sure how it was it. It sort of tasted like salsa. I think it needed more Italian seasoning than just oregano. I ended up putting it in the bullet because I wanted mine a little more saucy than chunky. Plus, I added parmesean cheese, and that seemed to make it a lot better. I’ll keep looking.

Heat.

Today is supposed to be another hot day. Yesterday the heat index was over 110! It’s really been quite miserable. I don’t want summer to be over, but I’m ready for fall to sneak up on us… jump out and yell BOO here I am, where you expecting me.

I don’t know what I’m cooking today. Ethan and I are going to try these

http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2008/08/dairy-contest-finalist-recipe-the-awesome-est-blueberry-muffins/

They look really yummy, and he has been wanting to help me in the kitchen.

Dinner though, is still up in the air. Maybe we are living on muffins today!

Food.

I’ve been trying to cook more, and with less processed foods. I’ve had quite a few failures. I’m still stuck on trying to make enchiladas. I really want to be able to make my own.
Yesterday, I made some honey glazed wings from a recipe I got from one of my Granny’s cookbooks. It was really good with fresh ginger, garlic, soy sauce and honey. I wasn’t sure about baking them. I have a hard time trusting cooking times on most things. Especially chicken. They turned out well, and I ate them with rice. I need to bring in more vegetables with my meals. That is probably step 2.

Summer

This summer has had us spending time at my Granny’s house, while she was on vacation. We spent time dog sitting, and more than that, we spent time wishing that we could be eating at home.
Since we’ve been home, the kids have taken to sleeping until 11. That makes the mornings kind of nice. I’ve tried a few new recipes. I tried enchilada gravy, and have since learned that I don’t like enchilada gravy, and would rather have a tomato based enchilada sauce. Two days ago, I made my first rack of ribs, that turned out really well.
The kids have been spending time at the pool, and playing video games. This summer seems to have the “magic” that I used to love when I was a kid. I’m so happy for my kids.
Now, I just need to figure out how to repair their bikes, so they can ride their bikes to their friends houses.

Summer at the Shack

Summer has officially started.

Summer at the Shack

Summer at the Shack

New Home!

Please visit me at my new blog….

http://daaydreaming.com/blog

Austin Beagle Brigade and 80th Kite Festival

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Sunday, I took the boys to the 80th Kite Festival. I remember going once when I was a kid, and I wanted to make sure they got to go, too.  It was a good memory because my grandparents suprised me with a trip into town. The weather was beautiful, even if the clouds looked stormy. The rain held off, and there was quite a breeze. The kites were flying. It was nice hearing them flap in the breeze.

How I feel.

  

Grey Street

Dave Matthews …

Oh look at how she listens
She says nothing of what she thinks
She just goes stumbling through her memories
Staring out on to Grey Street

She thinks, “Hey,
How did I come to this?
I dream myself a thousand times around the world,
But I can’t get out of this place”

There’s an emptiness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
But all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart

How she wishes it was different
She prays to God most every night
And though she swears it doesn’t listen
There’s still a hope in her it might

She says, “I pray
But they fall on deaf ears,
Am I supposed to take it on myself?
To get out of this place”

There’s loneliness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
And though it’s red blood bleeding from her now
It feels like cold blue ice in her heart
When all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart

There’s a stranger speaks outside her door
Says take what you can from your dreams
Make them as real as anything
It’d take the work out of the courage

But she says, “Please
There’s a crazy man that’s creeping outside my door,
I live on the corner of Grey Street and the end of the world”

There’s an emptiness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
And though it’s red blood bleeding from her now
It’s more like cold blue ice in her heart
She feels like kicking out all the windows
And setting fire to this life
She could change everything about her using colors bold and bright
But all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
It breaks her heart
To grey

The best thing about this writers strike…

The golden globes lasted an hour only!

And a new season of Big Brother 9 in FEB. Sweet.

Pictures of old FO’s and my new chevon scarf

The chevron is being made with some of the yarn from the wool girl sock club. I’m glad they are working together. Also, my noro striped scarf, and my jaywalkers which didn’t photograph well. And a cute picure of Lazlo.

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