Why….

…do my cakes do this?

Cake ridges

Cake ridges

They get high and round in the middle and then have these edges that curl up and sometimes over.

The Simple Woman’s Daybook

This is a weekly Monday meme I have seen on several blogs, and it looks like a nice way to start the week. The Guidelines are at here at The Simple Woman, who created and hosts this meme.

Outside my Window…it is a bright sunny day gearing up to be another scorcher.

I am thinking…about the things I need to do this week.

I am thankful for…my husband’s being a good father.

From the kitchen…I had a fried egg sandwich this morning: we’ll have a chicken and wild rice dish for dinner tonight.

I am creating…a cross stitch piece that I think I will be able to finish this week.

I am going…to lunch with my oldest today.

I am wearing…a blue plaid dress.

I am readingSouth Carolina by Yvonne Lehman and The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas.

I am hoping…to get my hair cut soon.

I am hearing…an assortment of birds outside and my son’s video game inside.

Around the house…I need to declutter.

One of my favorite things…is the cookie recipe in the post below.

A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week…the decluttering I mentioned earlier plus an intense cleaning of the stove and hood plus some computer-related work.

Here is a picture thought I am sharing for you… from Father’s Day.
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I Remember Laura Blogathon: Week 3: Family Recipes

Miss Sandy of Quill Cottage is hosting an “I Remember Laura” blogathon on Mondays through the month of June in memory of Laura Ingalls Wilder, author if the “Little House” series of books. There will also be an art swap going on each week in connection with the theme: Click on the picture for more information. Also throughout the month she will be sharing parts of an interview with Laura Ingalls Gunn of Decor to Adore, a descendant of Laura Ingalls Wilder.

I have so been enjoying this blogathon! Laura Ingalls Wilder’s books have been among my favorites for years, and I have had fun remembering events of her life. I even have two other books by and about her that have been on my shelves for years that I am inspired to dust off and get into. And quilts and buttons are some of my favorite crafty subjects. I’ve enjoyed reading everyone’s responses each week!

I will enjoy this week, too, even though I am sadly lacking in the subject of family recipes. My own mother wasn’t terribly domestic in the first place, and with working full time and more and commuting across Houston, she just didn’t have a lot of time or energy or interest in making dinner (and I wouldn’t have either!) We had a lot of convenience foods and basic, simple things. So I don’t remember much in the way of special family recipes. I do remember that one of her specialties when she had time was a pot of beans. That may sound funny — beans aren’t special to most people. But I grew up on beans and rice and cornbread — usually pinto beans, but sometimes Northern. She seasoned them just very basically with salt, pepper, onion, and garlic. When I was little she was often asked to bring her beans to gatherings, and for those she sometimes put jalapeños in them, which I didn’t care for, personally.

I spent a lot of time with my father’s mother as I was growing up, and I remember her as the classic Granny with an apron on and cooking all the time, but I don’t remember any distinctive dishes except for pumpkin bread made in coffee cans. My mother’s mother passed away when I was about four, so I have very little memory of her. I do remember discovering a recipe of hers for some kind of cinnamon coffee cake when I was a teen-ager and first learning to cook that I loved and made a lot. But somehow that little recipe card in her handwriting got lost. That’s been one of the saddest losses to me both because it was a good recipe and because it was hers. Last fall my step-father and sisters brought up several things that had been in a trunk for us to sort through and see if there was anything we wanted. One of the items was my mother’s baby book which had these two recipes in them.

Old recipes

One is for Golden Pumpkin Bread and one is for Lemon Pie. I haven’t made either of them yet. I have wondered how often they were made if they were tucked in a baby book…unless my grandmother shared my penchant for tucking papers into odd places (and then forgetting where they were put…). The one on the right for Lemon Pie looks well-used and looks like my grandmother’s handwriting. I am happy to have them because they were hers.

I remember being impressed with the way Laura’s family used everything when they butchered an animal, even a pig’s bladder to be remade into a ball to toss! Industriousness is one of the traits I admire most in pioneer and colonial women. Once when we were at a place where people were dressed and acting out life in this era, I remember watching food being cooked in fireplaces over an open fire and wondering how in the world they ever made things to the right degree of doneness and got everything ready at the same time..and then it would have been so hot to cook that way, especially in the summer time! Even stoves that you built a fire into would have been hard to regulate. And dealing with food while they traveled in a covered wagon — I don’t know how they did it!

One recipe I do have from my mom is for Surprise Jello.

Surprise Jello

1 large package lime Jello
1/2 cup coconut
1/2 cup pecans
1 small can fruit cocktail
Handful miniature marshmallows

Prepare Jello as directed on package. Drain fruit cocktail and combine with coconut, pecans, and marshmallows: add to Jello and chill. Makes 8-10 servings.

I don’t really care for coconut, but I like it ok in this recipe. It could be left out if desired, as could the pecans if anyone is allergic to or doesn’t like nuts.

My own boys have already told me they want some of my recipes when they leave home. Here are a couple of family favorites:

Chicken Enchilada Bake

2 cans cream of chicken soup
2-4 chicken breasts, cooked and cut into pieces, or around 9 chicken tenderloin pieces, cooked and cut into small pieces
1 pint sour cream
3/4 lb. Monterrey Jack Cheese, shredded
6 flour tortillas or 8 corn tortillas
1 small can green chilies, diced (optional)

Mix soup, sour cream, chicken, chilies, and half the cheese, Tear tortillas into bite-size pieces and stir into chicken mixture. Pour into casserole dish and top with remaining cheese. Bake at 350 degrees for about 20 minutes. Or, leave off the remaining cheese, microwave for about 3 minutes, stir, top with remaining cheese, and microwave for another 3 minutes.

Pudding Chip Cookies

2 1/4 cups flour
1 tsp. baking soda
1 cup butter or margarine, softened
3/4 cup packed brown sugar
1/4 cup granulated sugar
1 pkg. (4 serving size) instant vanilla pudding
1 tsp. vanilla
2 eggs
1 pkg (12 oz) semi-sweet chocolate chips

Combine butter, sugars, pudding mix, and vanilla; beat until smooth and creamy. Beat in eggs. Mix flour with baking soda. and gradually add flour mixture. Stir in chips. Drop from teaspoon onto ungreased baking sheets, about 2 inches apart. Bake at 375 for 8 to 10 minutes (mine usually take 10-12 minutes). I used to add chocolate chunks or miniature Hershey’s kisses just for something different, but I haven’t been able to find those lately.

Cookies

You can find other participants sharing family recipes (or join in!) here at Quill’s Cottage.

Children of the Heavenly Father

Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God. I John 3:1a.

But as many as received him, to them gave he power to become the sons of God, even to them that believe on his name. John 1:12.

Children of the heav’nly Father
Safely in His bosom gather;
Nestling bird nor star in Heaven
Such a refuge e’er was given.

God His own doth tend and nourish;
In His holy courts they flourish;
From all evil things He spares them;
In His mighty arms He bears them.

Neither life nor death shall ever
From the Lord His children sever;
Unto them His grace He showeth,
And their sorrows all He knoweth.

Though He giveth or He taketh,
God His children ne’er forsaketh;
His the loving purpose solely
To preserve them pure and holy.

Lo, their very hairs He numbers,
And no daily care encumbers
Them that share His ev’ry blessing
And His help in woes distressing.

Praise the Lord in joyful numbers:
Your Protector never slumbers.
At the will of your Defender
Ev’ry foeman must surrender.

~ Kar­oli­na W. San­dell-Berg

I Am Old Glory

For Flag Day:

I Am Old Glory

I Am Old Glory: For more than ten score years I have been the banner of hope and freedom for generation after generation of Americans.

Born amid the first flames of America’s fight for freedom, I am the symbol of a country that has grown from a little group of thirteen colonies to a united nation of fifty sovereign states.

Planted firmly on the high pinnacle of American Faith my gently fluttering folds have proved an inspiration to untold millions.

Men have followed me into battle with unwavering courage.

They have looked upon me as a symbol of national unity.

They have prayed that they and their fellow citizens might continue to enjoy the life, liberty and pursuit of happiness, which have been granted to every American as the heritage of free men.

So long as men love liberty more than life itself; so long as they treasure the priceless privileges bought with the blood of our forefathers; so long as the principles of truth, justice and charity for all remain deeply rooted in human hearts, I shall continue to be the enduring banner of the United States of America.

Originally written by Master Sergeant Percy Webb, USMC.

A couple of Saturday memes about dads

I have seen this Saturday 9 meme around and decided to try it today. Every Saturday 9 questions are posted, sometimes around a theme. Today’s question has to do with fathers.

1. How long since you have been with your dad?

He passed away several years ago.

2. How many siblings share your dad?

1 brother, 3 sisters.

3. Will you see your dad tomorrow?

No, I won’t see him til I get to heaven. 🙂

4. Do you give him gifts on Father’s Day?

I did when he was alive. Over his last several years I usually got him books and models, especially models of military vehicles.

5. Have you ever had a tough time in your relationship with your father?

Oh yes. 🙂 My father was an alcoholic. I wrote more about him and how he came to the Lord here.

6. What was the last thing that you did with your dad?

We had gone to TX to see him when he had a small stroke and was on a ventilator and all the family had been called in. We were there for about a week. Thankfully he came off the ventilator the last day we were able to be there, so we got to talk some then. He did get better and get out of the hospital and had about six more good months.

7. Growing up, was your dad tough on you?

Yes, very. He came from an authoritarian era.

8. Are you close to your father?

I was in my earlier years. He was a hard person to be close to.

9. How long since you have spoke to him?

I think it was a few weeks before he passed away, right after my brother’s wedding.

My dad and me:

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And I have also seen a Saturday Social meme, this time asking the question:

What qualities do you think make a great Dad?

I think first and foremost a good dad loves the Lord, tries to live according to His Word, and tries to teach his children about Him.

A good dad provides for his family both by his job and with his time. He knows their needs are not just physical.

A good dad takes time to listen, both to the silly and fun things as well as the serious ones.

A good dad is not afraid of his children’s questions but takes time to share answers.

A good dad makes time for fun.

A good dad loves his children’s mother.

I am glad to say my children have a good dad. 🙂

Saturday Photo Scavenger Hunt: Emotion(s)

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Theme: Emotion(s)| Become a Photo Hunter

I skimmed through several photos and couldn’t really find a variety of emotions. We probably don’t take pictures of the negative ones. 🙂 And some of the ones like surprise or being perturbed I would want to get the subject’s permission before posting and I don’t have time to chase that down today. So I am going to post one that I just posted in May that to me says, “Joy.”

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This is my oldest son and I about 23 years ago.

Show and Tell Friday: Gifts from other countries

Kelli at There’s No Place Like Home hosts “Show and Tell Friday” asking Do you have a something special to share with us? It could be a trinket from grade school, a piece of jewelry, an antique find. Your show and tell can be old or new. Use your imagination and dig through those old boxes in your closet if you have to! Feel free to share pictures and if there’s a story behind your special something, that’s even better! If you would like to join in, all you have to do is post your “Show and Tell” on your blog, copy the post link, come over here and add it to Mr. Linky. Guidelines are here.

My husband and oldest son were in Brazil last week: my husband had a business conference and invited our oldest to go along. Jim doesn’t usually bring souvenirs home from trips — he travels too much for that to be feasible. But since this was a foreign country he thought it would be nice to get something for everyone.

The trouble was finding something distinctly Brazilian. He was in Sao Paulo, and most of the markets and street vendors had things that looked like they came from America or China. But he did find a few nice things. He got everyone else t-shirts, but I got these:

This is a hair clip, but I want to try to either remove the clip part or somehow add a pin onto it so I can wear it like a pin rather than in my hair. I think it’s cute!

Crocheted flower clip from Brazil

This was from a street vendor.

Print from Brazil

This is a cute little box. He knows my tastes well, doesn’t he?

Heart box from Brazil

While I was showing international gifts, I thought I would show these, too. I’ve shown before things my middle son brought home from Africa and my Venezuelan basket, a gift from a missionary friend.

This little windmill was from my husband’s one other international trip: he had gone to Austria but I think he may have gotten this during a layover in Holland.

Windmill from Holland

This is from another mission trip my middle son took with his youth group to Mexico. It’s supposed to hold tortillas to keep them warm, but I haven’t used it for that purpose: the tortillas we get are larger plus I don’t want to mess it up.

Tortilla holder from Mexico

Tortilla holder from Mexico

My middle son’s girlfriend is an American of Indian descent, and her mother took a trip to India last fall and sent this back for me. I think these kinds of elephants are a big deal over there: she also sent a couple of keychains for the boys with elephants like this on them.

Elephant from India

I think this came from one of my husband’s coworkers who was from the Philippines or had taken a trip there. It has some pretty detailed carving but was ridiculously inexpensive. I smudged out our last name. 🙂

And I think that’s just about everything I have from other countries.

You can click on the button above to find more Show And Tells or to join in.

I confess: I don’t really like to cook

That may sound strange coming from a SAHM who strongly believes the Bible teaches that married women are to be “keepers at home.” But many times I have chafed against this part of my job description.

Oh, I love to eat and I like good food prepared well. I just don’t particularly enjoy the process of doing it myself. There are any number of things I enjoy more, and I sometimes resent that I have to lay aside those things in order to go make dinner.

Yet, even if we were in a situation where I could hire a cook, I can’t foresee that I ever would, unless I wasn’t physically able to cook. It just wouldn’t seem right, and I don’t know if I could ever show someone else how to make things the way I like them (and I am particular about how my food tastes!) It would be easier and less stressful to do it myself.

On one Christian message board I was on, one of my most-commented on posts was something along the lines of “What do you cook when you don’t feel like cooking?” A lot of ladies said something like, “I am so glad to know someone else shares these feelings!”

Yet, cooking is part of my job and one my family probably appreciates and depends on the most. (By the way, I do know that in the Bible men cooked sometimes, but in our household division of duties, cooking is my lot. My husband works 50+ hours a week and I wouldn’t ask him to take this on, too [though he does grill the main dish on Sundays frequently.] I would rather stay home and make dinner than have to work outside the home.)

It does help if I remember everyone has to do things they don’t feel like doing. My husband probably doesn’t feel like going to work every weekday or having to cut the grass and make repairs on weekends.

It also helps if I actually do plan ahead for it: though I enjoy planning and shopping probably even less than cooking, if I do have some basic menu plans in mind it makes meal preparation much smoother and therefore less frustrating and time-consuming.

It also helps if I “get into it” more. When I am thumbing through recipe magazines I can get excited about trying new things.

But it helps most of all to remember that it is an act of service. There are many examples of preparing and serving food in the Bible. The virtuous woman of Proverbs 31 “riseth also while it is yet night, and giveth meat to her household, and a portion to her maidens” (verse 15). Sarah prepared food for Abraham’s unusual visitors (Gen. 18). Even the Lord Jesus prepared food for some of His disciples (at least, fish were being cooked when they came to Him in John 22:9). There is a larger sense in which He prepares and provides for us spiritually, calling Himself the bread of life (John 6:35, 48). Food provides strength; it is part of hospitality, which we’re commanded to; serving in His name brings promise of reward; giving food and drink to His brethren is as serving Him.

Lord of all pots and pans and things
Since I’ve no time to be
A saint by doing lovely things
Or watching late with Thee
Or dreaming in the sweet dawn light
Or storming Heaven’s gates,
Make me a saint by getting meals
And washing up the plates.

Although I must have Martha’s hands,
I have a Mary mind,
And when I black the boots and shoes,
Thy sandals, Lord, I find.
I think of how they trod the earth,
What time I scrub the floor:
Accept this meditation, Lord.
I haven’t time for more.

Warm all the kitchen with Thy love
And light it with Thy peace;
Forgive me all my worrying,
And make all grumbling cease.
Thou who didst love to give men food,
In room or by the sea,
Accept this service that I do–
I do it unto Thee.

~ Author unknown

(Graphic from Creative Ladies Ministries)

Thursday Thirteen: Dad’s Famous Sayings

In honor of Father’s Day this Sunday, I thought I’d salute dads and post lines that seem common to dads everywhere. Did your dad say these? Can you think of any others?

1. Do you think I am made of money? (or Do you think money grows on trees?)

2. This is going to hurt me a lot worse than it will hurt you.

3. You’re not leaving my house dressed like that!

4. Close the door. Were you born in a barn?

5. As long as you live under my roof, you will live by my rules.

6. Don’t make me stop this car!

7. “Hey” is for horses.

8. When I was your age , I….

9. You didn’t beat me. I let you win.

10. Who said life was supposed to be fair? Life is not fair.

11. I’ll tell you why. Because I said so. That’s why.

12. What are your intentions with my daughter?

13. You’ve got a headache? Here, let me step on your toe, and you’ll forget your head hurts.

More Thursday Thirteens are here.

(Graphic courtesy of Snapshots of Joy)