Yesterday DQ had a birthday party to go to. Actually, let me back up. Two weeks ago TM had a birthday party. At this party, for a 5th birthday incidentally, there was a bounce castle, caricature artist, face painter, puppet and magic show AND massages for the parents. All in the backyard. I am so not kidding. DQ’s party was at a bowling alley, so not as extravagant but with her ENTIRE 1st grade class. There were thirty kids. I cannot compete with this. Because my kids are young, I am just beginning to experience the birthday party madness. When I was a kid (am I really so old to be telling “back in the day” stories?) a big birthday party was usually a pool/slumber party at whoever’s house, but I don’t think I ever went to one that the whole class was at. No bounce houses or face painters or magic shows and they were so much fun. DQ’s birthday party this year was the four of us going to the aquarium and out for dinner. We’ve had parties for her before, but with no more than 5 friends. Maybe it’s me, but these huge massive parties with huge massive budgets are begging for discontented kids. How do you top that year after year? Also, if you’ve been reading this blog for very long, you know that I did not carry a great deal of love for our previous city of residence. Well, DQ’s party was in said city. I was not within city limits for more than 5 minutes before I was honked at, flipped off, nearly run over and yelled at. It was like a big giant “welcome back” party for me. I called Pip and told him how I had forgotten how much I deeply cared for and missed our previous city. He laughed. Makes you grateful for the present.
I also made some cupcakes yesterday for our school’s bake sale. I really love baking, so this was fun. I made Gingerbread cupcakes with lemon royal icing. The recipe is Nigella Lawson’s from “How to be a Domestic Goddess”. Though the recipe contains all manner of evil, it is sooooo good. For the test cake I made during the week, I used the icing recipe in the book, but for the cupcakes I used royal icing because it holds up better. Seriously, if you are at all partial to gingerbread (or even if you’re not) you should try this cake.
And, just so I can write it, THE SOD IS BEING INSTALLED AS I TYPE!!!!!!!! Pictures soon. 🙂
Yesterday when Pip got home, it marked the beginning of 11 days together with no work and no school. Yippee! To celebrate we decorated Christmas cookies. Last year I tried to get all Martha with my Christmas cookies, and was very protective with my decorations.
This year, I decided that though last years were pretty, it’s way more fun to get everyone involved and do it like this…
I do have to admit I am drawn to the perfection of these, which I was convinced I was going to make this year. That decision was made when I was going to get my Christmas cards out before the mailing deadline. Silly silly me. Right now I’m thinking Christmas cards by e-mail so everyone gets a Christmas greeting and not a “back to school” greeting.
And just to let you know that even though it’s cold and there is snow on the ground, we are happy that it doesn’t like this outside our front door. That’s our snow shovel handle sticking up, because that’s very helpful. This picture was taken a year ago yesterday.
peaches for me. Millions of peaches. Peaches for (well, not exactly) free.
We went to visit my parents this past weekend for Labor Day. They just so happen to live in Peach Country, Colorado. Oooh how we love peaches! We purchased 20 lbs. for the expressed purpose of making this…
It looks much prettier without the glaze, so I’m giving you this picture instead of the finished product. I’m going to have to say sorry Georgia, but you do not have the best peaches. Colorado peaches are the absolute best in the whole universe!
On our way home Monday, we saw this…
It spanned the entire sky, but my camera doesn’t have that wide of an angle. So very beautiful.
And as long as we’re on a color theme, here’s a pic of a finished cushion cover for the daybed in our Office/Guestroom.
I still have to do another one just like it, so we’ll see how THAT goes. It’s coming together. 🙂
Originally uploaded by spuncrack.
I love Valentines Day. I truly do. I think it’s pretty great that there is a day set aside to say “I Love You”. It has never just been about a sweetheart for me (though he is pretty sweet), but for everyone that you love.
After dinner, we’ll be stuffing this cake in our mouths. Jealous? 🙂 I was going to make a Red Velvet cake, but decided to go with a strawberry cake mix instead. I think it was cake fatigue. I made a Guinness cake a couple of days ago from scratch that was fantastic. It was from a vegetarian magazine and I’m not sure I can post the recipe without getting into trouble. Much love to you.
We had pasta for dinner tonight. Specifically, Ravioli Lasagna from Rachael Ray, although I did alter the recipe quite a bit. It was a hit by the way. Everyone liked it, which is an extreme rarity in our house. It made me think of another time we had pasta that did not have the same happy ending.
A while back I made tortellini for dinner with a marinara sauce to go on top. Everyone thought it was great except DQ who took one look at it and turned up her nose. At the time DQ loved pasta, cottage cheese, and marinara (without chunks or “seeds” aka herbs) so I thought, “Perfect!”. Not so much. At the time we were doing the “you must clean your plate” thing, and told her that if she did not eat her 10 mini tortellini, than she would be having it for breakfast. Thinking we were bluffing, she proceeded to agree to these terms and went to bed. When she woke up the next morning, she asked for her usual Cheerios with honey. I reminded her that she had to have the tortellini for breakfast, and she wailed for awhile, but eventually sat at the table with her plate of tortellini in front of her. I told her (knowing I had time on my side now) that she could not get up from the table until she had finished her tortellini. This was at about 8:30 a.m. She finished her tortellini and left the table at 1:00 p.m.!!! Yes, you read that correctly. That was the day I decided the fighting about the food was not worth it. The new rule (that has remained to this day) is that two bites must be put into the mouth, chewed and swallowed to get up from the table. Now that she’s a bit older, she usually abides by this rule without fussing about 2 nights per week. To be honest we are happy we have those 2 nights of dinner in peace, because it was 5 (almost 6) years before we had even one, not counting the nights with Mac and Cheese on the menu.
I remembered this tonight specifically because the dinner that was so vile 2 years ago was cheese filled pasta topped with marnara sauce, and the dinner served tonight was cheese filled pasta layered with marinara sauce. She never ceases to amaze me. And to those that would say she’s just like me, these words came out of the husband’s mouth the other night: “The Angel Hair pasta is better.” We were having spaghetti. Same brand. Same type. Just 1/2 a millimeter thicker. I think I have made my point.