I know I just posted this picture, but it strikes me every time. We are happiest when we are together, finding little adventures. You can see it on our faces!
Friday, February 3, 2012
Friendship
I love my husband. He is my friend. My favorite person to be with. Being apart truly does make the heart grow fonder. It's so much fun to dream together--to talk about what we want for our family. We fell in love while talking over what we wanted out of life, and it is still a favorite past time. I am do thankful for the foundation of a solid friendship that can weather the storms of this season of life. It will be nice to enjoy fair weather again with him too! ;)
I know I just posted this picture, but it strikes me every time. We are happiest when we are together, finding little adventures. You can see it on our faces!
I know I just posted this picture, but it strikes me every time. We are happiest when we are together, finding little adventures. You can see it on our faces!
Monday, January 30, 2012
Gravy
Well, maybe they had a peanut allergy, but they couldn't resist gravy! Yes, you heard me right...I said "they!" This morning, we awoke to find two mice caught in one trap! Ha! I don't know how they managed it, but they had their last supper together. I thought I'd save y'all the gruesome pictures. ;) here's hoping that was the last of them!!
Sunday, January 29, 2012
On the hunt...
But our prey is wise to our methods. I watched, mildly offended, as he cruised around my counters (deftly avoiding the peanut butter baited traps) and cleaned up our crumbs. Even now, I see the pesky grey head poke out from just underneath the control panel of my kitchen range, seeing if the coast is clear. Gah!! How does he know NOT to partake of the peanut butter! I was hoping to feed him his last meal.
This hunt started over an hour ago when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw him try to make a dash for the living room from the kitchen. Thankfully, I watched him peel out as he ran back around the corner and under the stove. Out came the traps! Debate about where to set them. Then the wait. A few minutes later, unaware of my presence, he snuck out from under the oven and nimbly side-stepped the traps. He cruised around a bit before I decided it wise to shoe him back under the oven.
Then we added the peanut butter, figuring "ah! We've got him now!" but noooo! He turned up his nose. Well, we have one more trick up our sleeves. I'll let you know how it turns out...
This hunt started over an hour ago when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw him try to make a dash for the living room from the kitchen. Thankfully, I watched him peel out as he ran back around the corner and under the stove. Out came the traps! Debate about where to set them. Then the wait. A few minutes later, unaware of my presence, he snuck out from under the oven and nimbly side-stepped the traps. He cruised around a bit before I decided it wise to shoe him back under the oven.
Then we added the peanut butter, figuring "ah! We've got him now!" but noooo! He turned up his nose. Well, we have one more trick up our sleeves. I'll let you know how it turns out...
Good Fun
We had another trek in the snow today. We went farther up my mountain and were well rewarded with amazing views. But the best view was of my husband close by.
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Kettle Corn
Yum! And the best part is that it wasn't any harder than making regular popcorn! (we make ours on the stovetop.) I found the recipe on allrecipes.com (my standby). It was delish! Tasted just like the stuff at the fair!
1/4 C oil
1/4 C white sugar
1/2 C popcorn kernels
Salt to taste
Place oil in a large pot over medium heat (so the sugar doesn't burn) When the oil is hot, add the popcorn and the sugar. Shake the pot continuously (again, so the sugar doesn't burn). When the popping slows to 2-3 seconds between pops, remove from heat and salt to taste. Tada! Kettle corn!
1/4 C oil
1/4 C white sugar
1/2 C popcorn kernels
Salt to taste
Place oil in a large pot over medium heat (so the sugar doesn't burn) When the oil is hot, add the popcorn and the sugar. Shake the pot continuously (again, so the sugar doesn't burn). When the popping slows to 2-3 seconds between pops, remove from heat and salt to taste. Tada! Kettle corn!
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Blackberry Vanilla Oatmeal
...yum!
I crave variety. The same breakfast every morning drives me batty. So, this morning, on a whim, I added some freeze dried blackberry powder (that I had around for making smoothies...also delish!) and a touch of vanilla extract. The purple color was ideal for exciting a certain 3 year old!
What a treat!
I crave variety. The same breakfast every morning drives me batty. So, this morning, on a whim, I added some freeze dried blackberry powder (that I had around for making smoothies...also delish!) and a touch of vanilla extract. The purple color was ideal for exciting a certain 3 year old!
What a treat!
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Greener Grass
"Grass is always greener on the other side,
The search is never over in the pastures of my mind.
Is the meaning of happiness drowning in smiles or that dreadful world I left behind?
O Lord grant the grace to accept who I am, who I am that You have designed."
- Chris Rice, "Sam's Song"
Where is that meaning of happiness? I don't find it in the peppermint chocolate cookie bars (though they being momentary delight). I don't find it in losing myself in Jane Austen novels. I don't find it in the endless fun ideas on Pinterest.
No, my heart aches and longs for so much more to fill the lonely spots. That lump in my throat doesn't go away no matter how much I try to lose myself here and there. I only find a taste of peace in God's word and His promises. My feelings may not catch up as quickly as I'd like, but my mind knows they are true, and that gives me hope. The verse below is in the context of the Lord comforting Zion. Comfort indeed, Lord. Comfort indeed.
The search is never over in the pastures of my mind.
Is the meaning of happiness drowning in smiles or that dreadful world I left behind?
O Lord grant the grace to accept who I am, who I am that You have designed."
- Chris Rice, "Sam's Song"
Where is that meaning of happiness? I don't find it in the peppermint chocolate cookie bars (though they being momentary delight). I don't find it in losing myself in Jane Austen novels. I don't find it in the endless fun ideas on Pinterest.
No, my heart aches and longs for so much more to fill the lonely spots. That lump in my throat doesn't go away no matter how much I try to lose myself here and there. I only find a taste of peace in God's word and His promises. My feelings may not catch up as quickly as I'd like, but my mind knows they are true, and that gives me hope. The verse below is in the context of the Lord comforting Zion. Comfort indeed, Lord. Comfort indeed.
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