Narcissus ‘Tete-a Tete’
from my garden – originally planted fall 1999
These are my most favorite spring heralds! Each flower head is about the size of a quarter.
Wordless Wednesday – Spring Has Sprung
Tempt My Tummy Tuesday – Uninspired Cooking!
Okay. I admit that I am a Type A personality and I can’t stand it when ‘things’ get out of order. I’ve relaxed considerably over the past two decades of raising kids, though, and occasionally I come home in the evening to realize that *gasp* I missed a night on the dinner planner. Nothing is thawed. There isn’t some meal simmering in the crockpot or baking in the [pre programmed and timed] oven. Ten years ago this would have instigated a Con- NIP-tion fit, but now? Eh. I’ve been beaten down by the unending demands of a gangly group of teens so I turn to the masses, grin really big and declare, “It’s PANCAKE NIGHT!!”
Much rejoicing, laughter and Whoops of Joy ensue.
Pancakes – original recipe from my ancient , red checkered BHandG cookbook. Typed into this post from memory. Of course, my memory isn’t what it used to be, so this version includes the ‘extra’ stuff I’ve been tossing in since the beginning of time.
Ingredients:
2 c flour
4 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp salt
4 T sugar
2 c milk
2 eggs
4 T melted butter
1/2 tsp vanilla
frozen or fresh blueberries, blackberries or whatever you can scrounge from the freezer
That picture of the pancakes? Not mine. Totally stole it from http://www.allrecipes.com/. The pancakes don’t hang around long enough at my house to get a picture of them.
Whisk dry ingredients together in a large bowl to blend. Then whisk all the wet stuff together in another bowl, breaking up the egg yolks. Dump the wet stuff into the dry stuff, whisk quickly just to blend. Pour about 1/4 to 1/3 cup batter per pancake on a preheated, 375 degree griddle. Drop blueberries or other fruit of choice onto each pancake, as much as you want. When the top is bubbly and the edges are dry looking, flip the pancakes over, cook for another minute then frisbee onto a plate for the waiting kids. Repeat over and over. Teach kids how to make their own pancakes and let them bring you a plate while you sit at the kitchen table and tell them what a good job they are doing. Serve pancakes with whipped cream. Or maple syrup. Or (Teen Son#1’s favorite) peanut butter AND maple syrup.
Friday Favorites – My Teens
A big shout out to Hillary over at The Other Mama. This is her very first Friday Favorites Blog Carnival, and I’m so tickled to have been asked to participate! Hop over there and read her blog until tears of laughter stream down your face. Seriously.
Spring is starting to show her face here in North Texas. With the 67 degree temperatures today, it’s hard to believe that there was actually snow on the ground two weeks ago! Really, there was! I have pictures to prove it. My children, who declared themselves too mature for mere snowmen, actually built an igloo. Yes, an igloo. They used plastic bins to shape the blocks and a sewer manhole insert to form the arched top. [ed. note – the insert was CLEAN, a contractor’s submittal that I had in my office. I brought it home thinking that it would make a pretty decent saucer sled.) Ordinarily I would post a plethora of pictures of their amazing structure, however…those shots would be on Teen Daughter#2’s camera, which is presently in her (designer) handbag on the other side of town.
I digress – I’m supposed to be posting about my favorite thing. Honestly, I have thousands and thousands of favorite things. I like it all! Chocolate, knitting, books, making jewelry, sparkly things, tech toys, gardening, cooking, purple, sewing, Henri Bendel Amber candles, blogging, photography, spaghetti and meatballs! I am the Queen.of.Everything. Beyond the ‘things’, though, are my favorite people in the entire world…My kids. (Hubby, too, but he’s camera shy!)
Teen Daughter#1 and Teen Daughter#2, playing with the camera and pretending to be hippies.
Teen Son#1 – Chick Magnet in the Making
Almost Teen Son#2 – playing with fire
Yeah, he’s playing with fire in this picture.* That’s a sparkler swinging by his face. He’s also not standing still. He was nearly impossible to capture on film until I got a new camera. It has the ability to snap the shutter three times a second, so I occasionally catch this boy in motion. I still have better luck with photos like this, though.
*This kid also runs with scissors, frequently tromps his older brother at the pool table playing Nine Ball, burns holes in paper with a magnifying glass, knows how to use a big ‘ole knife to clean fish, plays with modeling glue, can whoop our frannies playing ProStreet (or any other game!) on the wii, uses a soldering iron to connect electrical stuff, and has built his own treehouse. UP in the tree. And it isn’t falling down. And he plays the drums. He’s our wild child. He will never be allowed to drive.
Keeping the Faith 
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