Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Monday, December 29, 2008
On to an important birthday and baptism.
Then the Christmas rush after the ice storm power outage.
Relief Society stuff scattered on top.
Intermixed with ten days of house guests (who were helpful and FUN)
and now the looming New Year's ice skating event
(which you are ALL invited to: 7 to midnite-ish bring something to share)
... please; Let me catch my breath, and I'll be posting something soon!
P.S. I'm still dribbling out our family Christmas cards... and catching up on bills.
I'll hopefully be done with that job before New Year's!
It's all good stuff. Just a lot of it at once.
I've MISSED you!!
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
We were busy little elves yesterday, and I must be tired.
Because here is what I dreamt about after going to bed.
I had relinquished ownership of two tree-naughty cats, and became the proud owner of two little doggies, one of them bequeathed to me by Ms. Christy, of this blog.
The dogs were Dottie and Beans.
I was so confident that the dog thing was a good idea, that I took them grocery shopping with me. (Did I think they were going to load my bags for me? Not really sure)
I shopped proudly while they were scampering about the store, and then when it was time to leave, they started to give me some resistance, and I had to wrangle the two of them into a choke-hold to get them back to the car. I woke up at that point, with a very sore shoulder (that part was sadly very real), and convinced that it was Dottie and Beans' fault.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Annoyance is lurking about. I must tell you about a problem we are having here, and it has to do with this holiday. It makes me clench my teeth. I mutter things under my breath. I think bad thoughts. It's the issue of the Christmas tree. We, for many years, ventured happily to different wooded locations to pick a tree just right for us. The trekking, the picking, the chopping, the hauling, the whole family festival of fun. I will also reveal to you that NEVER have we had the perfect tree. Really, it has always been more of a sit-and-chuckle-at-what-we-ended-up-with kind of occasion. I know this, because the name Charlie Brown came up every year. Even when we were SURE we had scored. So a few years ago, we were nearing the $50 mark to pick a tree that was never quite as lovely as we had hoped, and it always dropped WAY too many needles for my liking, and I couldn't WAIT to get that thing down and put away.
SO, we decided to make the switch (gasp) to artificial. We shopped after the holidays, and came home with a big box. Which I happily shoved into the attic with the boxes of holiday cheer in the decoration and ornament categories. The first year we pulled it out, and set it up. It was fine. Not smelling like pine, but fine. The second year, we got it out, and it was a bit of a pain to unsquish and 'fluff,' but it was pretty okay. This year it has come out of the box, needing MUCH more fluffing and care... well it has been set-up and for 10 days now, undecorated, unlit and quite mangled.
The problem? (The whole ice storm thing wasn't a big help here) We have two VERY naughty cats. We wisely opted to set up the tree in the only room with french doors. We knew we could try to separate the ornaments from the pouncing. However. Certain members of this house forget that those doors must stay shut. Certain other four-footed furry members of this house, lurk at the corners, waiting for someone to leave that door not quite shut. And then? If we're lucky enough to catch them, they're at the top before you can blink an eye. The TOP of the tree, I mean. If it weren't MY house, I might actually find the scene quite amusing. (Get it! Go get that tree little beasty!) And those pets wrestle and wrangle that tree until it no longer resembles a nice tree of Christmas (as nice as the fake version can be). It's like the WWF of cats. VS. tree.
It has gotten to the point where I just shut the door, and now I keep walking by it, looking at the coiled up piles of lights on the carpet, the heap of deformed plastic wiry branches and the boxes of ornaments under the chair in my bedroom and occasionally wonder if we could possibly just do Christmas without the tree? (just maybe try it this once?) My children protest. But. Nobody is eager to unmess the cat tree. So last night I sent in child number one. Just spend a few minutes re-fluffing some branches. (I said) Then later on I sent in the second child. Look! (I exclaimed) See how much better it looks already? Just spend a few minutes making it look a bit better. It'll make you (really me) feel good. Then went in child #3 for her few minutes, and well, you get the picture. Hope returns. The child who said he would no longer be the light guy actually went in and strung up those pups. Tonight we have a fake pretty (non-ornamented) lit-up Christmas tree behind french doors. We hope to adorn the tree next, if we can actually have all eight people in the house at once without the power going out. Can we also hope that the doors will stay shut until at least the 26th? Stay tuned. And P.S. If your household has always wanted two cats who are very cute, tolerate being dressed up in American Girl Doll clothes, chase your toes while you're trying to sleep and are also (bonus!) hairy (all over the couches hairy) and like to attack Christmas trees, let me know. I have just the answer.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Look at the limbs hanging on the wires!
Since this is what we're still living everyday (minus the beautiful ice crystals now--although snow is on the way!), I thought I'd give you a glimpse into some of the wake of this storm. It's impressive. The clean-up is massive, and everyone is just trying to work together to get debris cleaned up, wires put back, and restore the power to those STILL without... It's humbling.
The newscasters are correctly reporting that there are still more residents here who are WITHOUT power, than those who have had it restored.
(And thanks to my friend Marilyn, since these pictures are from her camera)
We ran into some friends in town at the store, and they still are without power...
It was hard to feel so happy about having power back when your friends don't.
Food always helps.
Here is a MUST bake for your friends, or a holiday brunch:
I doubled this last night, and made two.
Southern Apple Cake
1 1/2 c. canola oil
2 c. sugar
1 t. vanilla
1 t. salt
1 t. baking soda
2 t. baking powder
then add and mix just until combined well--
2 1/2 c. all purpose flour
1 c. chopped pecans
3 c. peeled and diced apples
mix well. Batter is thick. Put into greased bundt cake pan.
Bake at 350 for one hour.
Do the toothpick test. It will be done, but slightly moist. The pick should come out clean.
Right away while the cake is hot, mix the glaze and pour over cake in the pan.
Let sit 2-3 hours to cool and set.
Then invert the pan and either serve that day or cover and let sit on the counter til ready to serve. You can easily make this 1-2 days ahead. It aso freezes well.
melt and boil one minute
1 c. dark brown sugar
1/2 c. butter
1/4 c. milk
YUMMY! Don't skip this one!
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Sunday, December 14, 2008
over and out.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
See? There I am, all gussied up in my fabulous boots, ready for a day at the spa.
They say that looking good is half the battle, right? So with no where else to go, I fancied myself up and showed up three minutes early, talking myself right into believing this would be as good as a day at the spa.
Why did I trick myself into thinking this thought?
THIS was my only friend.
There is not much dignity in 'rinsing and spitting,' but when you have to do it in front of two other people with your mouth all numb, the dignity of this act rivals giving birth.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
(8:00 p.m. EST)
The First Presidency Christmas Devotional
will be held on Sunday, December 7, at 6:00 p.m. mountain time,
with subsequent rebroadcasts in many areas of the world.
The devotional will feature the Mormon Tabernacle Choir
and the Orchestra at Temple Square.
Members of the First Presidency will be the speakers.