A woman is like a TEA BAG - you never know how strong she is until she gets into HOT WATER. - Eleanor Roosevelt
Friday, December 17
Praline Bites - Addictive. Period.
It was a 4th of July party at my neighbor's house and while perusing the buffet table, I came across a humble plate of smallish pecan encrusted cookies. Ho hum, I thought - and began to wonder how I would get my dessert fix for the day. Still, not one to turn anything down in the food family, I tossed one into my mouth and began to step away. Oh dear Lord, were they GOOD! I ate another and another and then showed them to Jim because I needed an accomplice - and he loved them too and so began my obsession with these tiny little wonders.
Here is what you need:
2 sticks Land O' Lakes butter
1 cup light brown sugar
1 cup finely chopped pecans
24 half sheets graham crackers (or 12 whole sheets)
Here is what you do:
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Chop the pecans in a food processor - because why would anyone do this by hand? Place the sticks of butter in a small saucepan and melt, then add the brown sugar. Bring to a boil and keep it at a boil for 2 minutes.
While waiting for the butter/sugar mixture to boil, Line a large cookie sheet with foil. Lay the graham crackers in one layer on the foil, then snug the foil around the crackers. What you are trying to do here is to make sure that the foil is very close to the crackers to make sure that the brown sugar mixture doesn't run out - we want every bit to adhere to the crackers.
Once the butter/sugar mixture has boiled 2 minutes, pull off heat. Quickly sprinkle the chopped pecans over the graham crackers.
Immediately pour butter/brown sugar mixture over the crackers.
Quickly spread over the pecans and graham crackers making sure every little inch is covered in pecans and the glorious butter/sugar mixture.
Bake for EXACTLY 10 minutes - only 10 minutes - even if the butter still looks runny (and it will!) Do not overbake - you will be sooo disappointed if you do.
Pull out of the oven and let cool completely,
Then transfer foil and cookies to a cutting board and cut with a large, sharp knife or break apart with hands.
Saturday, December 11
Christmas Tags
This was today's craft project. I forgot to photograph the finished tags - they were quickly attached to gifts, boxed up and taken to the post office to mail. I will do better tomorrow! (I am secretly hoping that if I keep taking pictures with my phone, it will result in a speedy purchase of a Nikon D5000.)
Friday, December 10
Terms of Endearment...
I've seen this movie over and over and over and over and over again. I guess it became the theme-movie of my highschool years. My best friend then was Shannon Phillips. We'd watch Terms of Endearment on weekends when we'd spend the night at each others houses. She'd make a batch of biscuits (from scratch!) and we'd drink RC Cola. Years and years later, it still baffles me how a 17-year old girl from Marco Island, Florida, could make biscuits like that! I am not quite sure why we were so attached to those tear jerker movies back then. The best and worse part was the scene of Debra Winger's character, Emma, dying of cancer and telling her older son Tommy, "I know you love me.... I know you love me, Tommy."
Tonight, as I was watching video from the Heidt Trial, I thought of this movie and high school and low and behold I found the theme song on YouTube. As I began to type and the song began to play, I got a little bit teary remembering the movie and Shannon and wondering how people grow apart. So, dear reader, I encourage you to Google a song from your past. Listen to it and let the memories wash over you. Isn't it funny how songs are connected to memories - and those memories are connected to our hearts?
Wednesday, December 8
Tuesday, November 30
So excited about my newest book...
Kelley McNeal, a "local celebrity" that I work with at FlightSafety, introduced me to this book. (Sorry, Kelley - had to just put that one in print! ha ha!) She was so sweet to print out a flyer for the book signing that was hosted at a local shop downtown. I missed the book signing, but kept the flyer and I finally have the book!
I love the subtitle "And Other Delightful Mysteries of Raising Boys" - which speaks volumes to me! I'm excited to learn the secrets of this mother of 5 boys and finally, one little girl!
I love the subtitle "And Other Delightful Mysteries of Raising Boys" - which speaks volumes to me! I'm excited to learn the secrets of this mother of 5 boys and finally, one little girl!
Monday, November 29
Fair Food Part I: Fried Oreos
Fair food is a passion for some. So much so that I thought I might even call up the executives at Food Network and pitch the idea of a new show - a spoof of sorts off of "Diners, Drive-ins and Dives." We'll call our show "Fairs, Festivals and Everything Fried." I guess I might be one of those Fair Food People (a full-fledged member of the FFPA - Fair Food People Anonymous.) We even have a running joke with our friend, Keith Tyler - a pipe dream that could any day turn into a reality because Keith is all about a venture. Among other get rich quick schemes - we'd buy an ice cream truck and sell ice cream, of course, but more than that - funnel cakes and fried oreos! Keith found a few trucks on eBay and now we are just trying to work out the logistics - who will drive and when. We have found it difficult to work out the driving schedule - we've all been quite busy getting kicked out of various Mexican restaurants in the Southeast. Once our schedules calm down a bit - you'll be seeing us around your neighborhood! We will be easy to recognize because we'll have our anthem "Chicken Fried" blaring over the speakers instead of the overly-used nursery rhyme songs you would typically hear from an ice cream truck. Come and get it!
Fried Oreos a la Ice Cream Truck
I recommend doing this at home before you take it on the road.
Ingredients:
2 quarts vegetable oil for frying
2 large eggs
1 cup milk (maybe a bit more to thin out)
2 cups Bisquick
1 tsp vanilla
1 (18 ounce) package Oreo cookies
Confectioners sugar (powdered sugar)
Directions:
Heat oil in deep-fryer or stock pot to 375 degrees F (190 degrees C).
Whisk together the eggs, milk, and vanilla until smooth. Stir in the pancake mix until no dry lumps remain.
Dip the cookies into the batter one at a time...
And carefully place into the hot frying oil. Fry only 4 or 5 at a time to avoid overcrowding.
Cook until the cookies are golden-brown, about 2 minutes. Drain quickly and toss into a bowl of confectioners sugar ...
Cover with the sugar...
Completely ...
If you want to be devilishly sinful, you can drizzle with hot fudge or Hershey's syrup - but I forgot about all of that once I did this...
Oh my!
Lack of planning head...
So I've been emailing back and forth with Mia since, oh, I don't know - maybe November 1st. She needed BIG ideas because she was hosting Thanksgiving at her new house - in-laws and all! It had to be perfect and she was going to pull out all the stops. She was on it - she was all over it - and Hobby Lobby had better watch out and Target and every other large, megastore in Illinois! I haven't seen a picture of her table or the lovely wheat centerpieces she created, but I know it must have been beautiful. She promptly texted me a picture of the silverware rolled into napkins and tied with ribbon and leaves gilded with each person's name.
This is how they turned out...
So I start realizing that I have done nothing - NOTHING to get ready for Thanksgiving and Pottery Barn catalogs keep showing up in my mailbox - like everyday! How many versions of Thanksgiving can they do? Do they not realize that my Super Walmart cannot keep up with their lovely table settings? I try, let me tell you - I still try.
Off I go to Walmart - at 10:30pm on Tuesday night, because I will not be caught dead with those frantic people on Wednesday. People in Effingham get crazy the day before a holiday. I don't have a license to carry my gun either. (Had I been born in Effingham, I would have had that, ya know?) So I have big plans to buy bolts of burlap because I am going for the whole "elegantly rustic" Pottery Barn look, a la Walmart prices. Walmart has recently decided that we aren't as country as we look and don't need a fabric counter - no bolts of burlap. Instead I buy a burlap-esque tablecloth and I am on my way!
Here is what I was doing at 1:30am - ever heard of tea staining? Geez.
Grab a few index cards, cut into thirds. Then snips the edges off each third and hole punch.
Make up a mixture of tea and coffee to get a deep, rich color. Dip each card into the tea for a few minutes.
But since it was almost sunrise at this point, I decide that I did not have the sanity to stand at the counter holding each tag in a tea cup, so I soak them overnight...
Then the next morning, I pull them out and lay across a cookie rack to dry.
Aren't they cute? (I am sick!)
This is what they look like tied to my napkin rolls - see my burlap-esque tablecloth?!
This makes me happy for some reason...
Oh, I really need to get out more often - this is crazy!
Hope all of you turkeys had a happy Thanksgiving!!!! Gobble Gobble Gobble!
Like Father, Like Sons...
Jim likes to rake. He also likes to sweep. He would not agree. Yep, as I imagine him reading this - he is shaking his head. We have been late - to church, to events, because Jim is sweeping out the garage! If the Murphys have 3 minutes to spare, we are going to use it - we aren't going to be early. That in itself usually makes us late. I am guilty of this myself - on a daily basis even, but not to sweep out the garage.
So here are my two sweeties - raking, like their daddy. They even raked a bag's worth from our neighbor's yard. Wish they would develop a love for washing dishes...
Sunday, November 28
Tuesday, November 23
Food Heals... or ...Ooh La La from a can... (You Decide.)
It was a not-so-typical Monday night, as I was down in the dumps from a decision I wanted to make, but sadly will not have the chance to make... Jim has his own little way of taking care of me on days when I come home from work like this. I will have a "I am not quite sure what happened today" look on my face. When this happens - he always cooks dinner. Even my midwestern husband has learned, to a southern girl, food heals - and the only way that can happen is if she doesn't have to cook it herself.
We all sat down to dinner and that is when I found ooh la la in a can!
Girls, if you have had A DAY - the kind that makes you question how to go about opening a cabinet door - you need your very own can of these...
Pillsbury Garlic Butter Crescent Rolls. They are pretty special. Soft and buttery with the savory-ness of garlic. Oh my and ooh la la - and they aren't even homemade! It is kinda strange and wonderful - how my day suddenly didn't seem to be such a mess after dinner was over. Things definitely were starting to look up! Was it the ooey-gooeyness of the garlic butter crescent rolls - or were they just that delicious because Jim made them? Whatever it was - I felt all loved and happy inside.
We all sat down to dinner and that is when I found ooh la la in a can!
Girls, if you have had A DAY - the kind that makes you question how to go about opening a cabinet door - you need your very own can of these...
Pillsbury Garlic Butter Crescent Rolls. They are pretty special. Soft and buttery with the savory-ness of garlic. Oh my and ooh la la - and they aren't even homemade! It is kinda strange and wonderful - how my day suddenly didn't seem to be such a mess after dinner was over. Things definitely were starting to look up! Was it the ooey-gooeyness of the garlic butter crescent rolls - or were they just that delicious because Jim made them? Whatever it was - I felt all loved and happy inside.
Saturday, November 20
How to Train Your (2nd Grader) ... Dragon
For Storybook Character Day, Owen wanted to be "Hiccup" from How to Train Your Dragon."
Luckily, Aunt Marsha came to save the day and help us turn the terry cloth towel into a viking-worthy vest and re-design the shirt to have a criss-cross leather tie instead of modern day buttons.
Now, if our little viking here only realized how lucky he is... and so begins my task of how to train my second grader ...
Little boy feet...
I love some dirty feet. Dirty feet can only mean one thing - that there was fun to be had and they had it. Filthy boys are happy boys and that is the best thing I know of.
Her Majesty...
Aunt Marsha Marsha Marsha collects purses. Here is one of her latest buys - or maybe I should say this one of three of her latest buys. She bought three intending to keep only one of them, but because "they were just all so cute" she couldn't bear to send any of them back! I know the feeling. This one is pretty cute - but if she wants to make one certain very favorite niece very happy, she could decide to give me the black one... maybe?
A Pammy Sort of Day...
You've all heard about Aunt Marsha Marsha Marsha, but you must know - there are two more aunts in the bunch - and one of those is Pammy! She is a co-conspirator - an adventurous sort of gal. She is always up for a good time when she comes to visit - and we fit in as much as we can. She usually comes on a Friday and we must eat somewhere yummy for lunch and then there is usually some shopping involved. Lawd, does Pam like to shop!
Pammy had a birthday and all girls need cake on their birthday, right? Mama decided to order some cupcakes - key lime to be exact (with cream cheese icing of course!) and we thought we'd request a little extra sass from the bakery - how do you like the flowers? Aren't they grand? She liked them too ...
And so did Miles... he looks so happy!
We thought she need some balloons too - because all girls need balloons on their birthday. (Husbands take note.) We love Pammy and we loved her cupcakes! Happy Birthday, Pammy!
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