Saturday, December 6, 2008

Sorry Everyone!

I am going to be on hiatus a bit...we make 90% of our income during the three weeks before the holiday season...so, we are slightly occupied with things other than bloggging!

I have so much to catch up on...Thanksgiving pics and all, but it will have to wait! Hopefully I will be able to update around December 20th!

Love to all!

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

A crack up from Uncle Brad! :)

This is just a riot!!!

The video below doesn't do it justice...but you can view it larger here:
http://elfyourself.jibjab.com/view/7H6fJG85CdDoABiBbZN2




Wednesday, November 26, 2008

my boys!











Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Let it snow! :)










It snowed yesterday...and stuck! It was so beautiful...I wish I would have gotten pictures first thing in the morning when the trees were still covered...but oh well! Logan and Mackenzie even made a snowman that they said was supposed to look like MeMa! What a hoot! And the two little snow "things" at Mema's feet are her two chihuahua's...Ricky & Lucy!

Monday, November 24, 2008

Family Home Evening...great lesson!

Tonight we had family home evening...it was on "traditions"...Brian read a story that really brought everything into perspective. It is long, but well worth the read...

The fragrance of gingerbread always makes me think of Suzie and the year I was going to have a perfect Christmas. During past Christmas seasons, I had always been too busy to create the Christmas traditions I felt would build a lifetime of memories for my family. But that Christmas was going to be different. That year my time was my own, and I meant to make every minute of the holiday season count. I would make handpainted ornaments, home-sewn gifts, beautiful decorations, artistically wrapped packages, and baked goods to fill a freezer. I was baking gingerbread men for the tree the day my nine-year-old daughter brought Suzie home from school.

“Mama, this is my new friend, Suzie,” Debbie announced, presenting a rather chubby, cheerful-looking little girl. Suzie reminded me of a California poppy, with her red-gold mop of curly hair and a freckled nose that twitched eagerly as she breathed in the spicy fragrance.
I took two warm gingerbread men from a pan and gave them to Suzie and Debbie. Soon the two girls were helping my seven-year-old son, Mark, hang gingerbread men on the tree. (Of course, the cookies never stayed long on the tree. The children and their friends ate all of them every few days, and we replenished the supply weekly. As a result, our house smelled gingery from Thanksgiving to New Year’s Day.)

Later, Suzie’s mother telephoned, and in a tired-sounding voice, she asked me to send Suzie home.

The Sunday after Thanksgiving, I was still working on my perfect Christmas. I had decided to mail my Christmas cards early, and so I had spread the dining-room table with Christmas cards, address books, stamps, and green- and red-ink pens with which to address the envelopes. I was all set to start when Mark came in.

“Mama, we talked in Primary today about helping other people,” he told me. “Our Primary teacher said a lonely lady in our ward needs help.”

“Oh? What’s the lady’s name?” I asked, wondering if I had met her.

“I can’t remember . . . something long and hard to say,” Mark said, “but Sister Jones wrote it on the blackboard, and I’d remember it if I saw it.”

He went to the desk drawer and pulled out the ward list. After a moment he gave a shout of triumph. “Here it is!” he cried. He thrust the page under my nose, and I glanced at the name by his finger before turning back to address my Christmas cards. The name was difficult to pronounce.

Mark borrowed my pen and drew a green circle around the name in the ward list before putting it back in the drawer.

“I want to go visit that lonely lady and take something to her. Can we make something for her now?” Mark wanted to know.

"Not today, Mark. It’s Sunday, and I don’t bake on Sundays. Besides, this lady doesn’t even know us. Surely she wouldn’t want a visit from strangers,” I explained. “Today we are going to start addressing our Christmas cards. For once I’m going to get our cards mailed before December twenty-third. If you want to help someone, you can help me.”

In the days that followed, Mark persisted in reminding me about the lonely lady. Twice he asked to make something for the woman, but both times I was involved in other projects.
One Tuesday afternoon Suzie again came home with Debbie. That day I was putting together my specialty: a gingerbread train. Each car carried tempting cargo such as breadsticks, candy canes, and cinnamon bears. Suzie’s eyes sparkled when I gave her a few chocolate-chip cookie wheels to “glue” into place with frosting. She ate one of them.

“I wish my Mom made gingerbread trains,” she said. “Last year she made a neat gingerbread house, but this year she said it was too much work.”

“It is a lot of work,” I agreed, remembering the year I had been too busy with church and community duties to make my gingerbread train. The children had been very disappointed that year, but not this year. This year everything would be perfect.

A week later Debbie came home from school just as I was taking a fresh batch of gingerbread men from the oven.

“Too bad Suzie isn’t here,” she said, biting off one cookie foot. “Suzie loves our gingerbread men. She wasn’t in school today, though.”

Debbie set down her cookie, suddenly serious. “They said Suzie’s mama took too many pills, and she’s in the hospital. She might die.”

“Oh, Debbie, are you sure?” I asked in dismay.

Debbie nodded. “Sally Miller told me Sister Miller was at the hospital with Suzie’s mama all night,” she said. Sister Miller was our Relief Society president.

“I didn’t know Suzie was a member of the Church,” I said, surprised. “I’ve never seen her at meetings.”

“Suzie said they used to come all the time before her dad died,” Debbie said. “He got killed in a car accident this summer.”

“Poor Suzie!” I said. “Her poor mother! And I don’t even know her name.”

I called Sister Miller to see if I could be of any help in caring for Suzie during the crisis. I also asked for Suzie’s mother’s name. When she told me, it sounded vaguely familiar. I hung up the phone repeating the name when a devastating thought struck me. With a sinking feeling, I took the ward list from the desk drawer and turned some pages. Yes, there it was, circled in green ink — the name of Suzie’s mother, the name of Mark’s lonely lady whom I had never found time to help.

Suzie was with us that night when we received word that her mother had died.

I asked myself over and over: What if we had gone to visit her when Mark first wanted to? Would it have mattered that we were strangers? Would she have been a little less lonely, a little less desperate? I thought of the tired voice on the telephone, asking me to send Suzie home that first day we made gingerbread.

When Suzie went away a week later to live with her grandparents, we gave her our gingerbread train. The bright eyes that had sparkled as she helped make the train had lost some of their glow, but Suzie managed a little smile and a thank-you.

A gingerbread train. A very small gift. Too little. Too late. As Suzie took a halfhearted nibble from a breadstick, I saw more than a saddened little girl holding a cookie train. I saw myself with painful clarity: a woman so involved with the things of Christmas that I had lost touch with the very spirit of Christmas, without which there can never be a “perfect Christmas.” I would never again forget.

Every holiday season since then, the fragrance of gingerbread reminds me of Suzie . . . and I cry.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Warm Crab Dip....YUMMY!

Oooh, rich and gooey (and of course, low fat...HAH!)...and soooooo good!





RECIPE INGREDIENTS:
2 tablespoons butter
1/2 cup finely chopped onion
2 cloves garlic, minced
2 teaspoons Old Bay or other seafood seasoning
4 ounces low-fat cream cheese, softened
1/3 cup sour cream
1/3 cup mayonnaise
2 teaspoons lemon juice
1 1/2 teaspoons Worcestershire sauce
1 teaspoon Dijon mustard
1/4 cup milk
8 ounces crabmeat, fresh or canned(drained)
1 1/2 cups grated sharp Cheddar or soft Fontina
Sliced French Bread and tortilla chips, for serving

1. Lightly oil or butter a small shallow casserole (about 1 1/2 quarts). Heat the oven to 375°.

2. Melt the butter in a medium-size skillet. Add the onion and garlic, and saute them over low heat for 5 minutes, stirring frequently. Add the Old Bay or other seafood seasoning and cook another 30 seconds, continuing to stir. Remove the skillet from the heat.

3. Using an electric mixer, blend the cream cheese, sour cream, and mayonnaise. Add the lemon juice, Worcestershire sauce, mustard, and milk, and blend the mixture again until it's smooth. With a spoon, stir in the crabmeat, half of the cheese, and the sauteed onion and garlic.

4. Transfer the dip to the prepared baking dish and smooth the top with a spoon. Sprinkle the remaining grated cheese over the top. Place the dish in the oven and bake until the top of the dip is bubbly, about 20 to 25 minutes. Serve warm with bread and tortilla strips. Serves 12 as an appetizer.

The girls' MONKEY birthday party!


























































Oh my goodness...so much fun! I had such a blast planning this party. I know I went a bit overboard (as Aunt Theresa pointed out!)...but that is okay, because it wasn't stressful, it was just fun! I was up until 2 am the night before cooking and decorating. Mackenzie had a friend over to spend the night, so they stayed up to help me cook, and they even put the little brown boxes together, stuffed them, and glued on all the decorations to them...they did a great job!
Alex was in the parade in downtown Green Bay in the morning...so he didn't get back for until about 11:30 am...but we watched him from the comfort of our home (it was about 25 degrees outside...BRRRRR!) and he did a great job playing "Winter Wonderland" on his trumpet!

I don't know how I would have done it without my mom there...she is such a big help each and every day to us! :) And thanks to Aunt Theresa, I have great pictures...and I didn't even get to turn my camera on!
Just for reference to the many people who asked:

The cake is from http://www.cakeanatomy.com/ Dawn is awesome to work with! And will create anything your heart desires! Every time we have an event, I always get her to do our cake. She must dread my calls and my follow up emails, because I always have something very specific in mind, and I just need her to implement it! She does a great job!

The girls' dresses are from http://www.elleshanklin.etsy.com/ Gorgeous, gorgeous! I can't wait to make another order from her!
The girls' hats are from http://www.handicandioriginals.etsy.com/ I have ordered another 4 hats from her that will be coming shortly!
****the best part of the party was that we requested no gifts for the girls because they have so much already...but we asked that if anyone really wanted to bring something, they bring some items off the wish list for the Childrens Hospital of Wisconsin - Fox Cities. We are happy to say that we have just under $500 in gas cards for patients families, about $100 in cash, and many pairs of pajamas for the Outreach center! Thanks everyone! :)

Sunday, November 16, 2008

just some cute photos









I had a photo shoot today of three beautiful little girls...so I set up the studio. I was able to get a couple shots of TJ, Kennedy and Natalie, so I thought I would share (Alex was at his final play practice, and Mackenzie had a friend over)! :)

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Alex's birthday luau!


















Tonight was Alex's birthday party...and just being the outrageously creative kid that he is, he decided that he wanted it to be a birthday luau (see previous posting for invite). At first I was a bit skeptical...until everyone on the party list showed up - all decked out in hawaiian attire! :) It was GREAT! I made BBQ chicken pineapple pizza for dinner, and a homemade pineapple upside down cake. For drinks we had pineapple soda with orange sherbet. Yummy!

Alex sure has a great group of friends. We had a bon fire outside and roasted marshmallows (a bit cold, but we had to get the bunch of 6th graders out of the house for a while!). While I was sitting there looking at all the kids surrounding the pit, I wondered what it would be like in 6 years when they are all seniors in high school. How cool will it be to see that same group then??? He sure has picked out a great bunch of people to be surrounded by. He is such a leader, and we are so proud of him!
***we were all wearing hawaiian attire too...I even had on a grass skirt...notice there are no pictures of me??? HAH! :)