Saturday, April 12, 2014

Coffee, Dirt and Banana Bread

This morning has been all about smells for  me….. it started when I got up and made my strong coffee (that is a whole another story & often makes me the butt of family jokes!) then  I took Luna, my farm dogette out for  a 2 mile walk and  I smelled the fresh scent of the ground (sniff.....hmmmm… Spring really is here).  Even as a kid, I always loved the smell of dirt, (okay, I know what you are thinking, Yup! she’s weird J) ,  then if you were sitting in my kitchen with me right now, I ‘d slice you up a big thick piece of Banana-strawberry bread.  It just came out of the oven and the aroma of freshly baked sweet bread is divine.   Now that I've eaten a big slice of bread myself…. I know that I had better work outside and shovel some river rock and do some rock packing for a small landscape project as a way to burn off those extra calories.   It ‘s probably a good thing you aren't here… cuz I’d probably try to entice you to help me pack rocks and shovel  some river rock too. And just in case if you were wondering, yes I am wearing my standard overall ensemble  (i.e. from the 3/23/14 blog).  My trusty hired young neighbor kid is off at an FFA conference, so it’s just going to be me and Luna working outside, although she thinks since I am outside that I am her personal tennis ball thrower.  She has this uncanny way of knowing just where I want to be moving rock and goes and sits there, so then I have to throw the ball to get her out of my hair.  She has me trained well…geez.

Banana-Strawberry Bread... fresh from the oven. Recipe also on OMG Desserts page




The winter wheat is starting to grow and green up and I’ve seen a farmer or two starting to seed their Spring crop into the fields.  In the next week, I imagine Spring work on the Palouse will be in full swing with lots of activity in the fields and country gravel roads.

In dog talk it would be "mom quit taking pictures and lets keep walking"

I wonder how many cups of flour is growing out there???? Early stages of winter wheat

As promised, I have posted  my newest cake creation, a newer version of a  peanut butter filled chocolate cake. J
When I experiment, I will tweak the recipes a bit and see what works. Normally I write down what I did… this time I forgot what I had written and had to go back and try to remember and re-create it. This is what a creation of a recipe looks likes (above) and this is the end result (below)......

Peanut Butter filled Chocolate Cake..... Also found on Cake of the Month
Peanut butter and Chocolate.... can it get any better???
I regularly take my experiments to my "personal taste test department", also know as the Latah County Sheriff's Department.  I know when I score big because the next day I got a call from the Sheriff himself, thanking me.

Well glad you stopped in even if you didn't get to help me pack rocks or shovel 'em. I am always happy to hear from you, so feel free to email me at swheatfarmlife@gmail.com or leave comment. Take care and wishing you a very blessed Easter.  All my best, Gayle

Monday, April 7, 2014

Humor - Life's Sanity Gauge

To survive in my family, you must have not only have a good sense of humor but great one!  J  And as a “relationship test”  Kaitlyn’s significant other came along  last  week-end  to join several family  members to cheer my  youngest daughter on in a crazy annual “pond skimming” contest at Brundage Ski Resort in McCall, Idaho.  This was the first time some of them had met her boyfriend, Daniel and my words of advice to him were, “you gotta be able to dish it out as well as take it!” ( and  we are happy to say he passed with flying colors).   I find myself drawn to people with a healthy funny-bone.  This is why I loved the ski pond skimming event and the people who dressed up all crazy… kindred spirits.  

Left to Right my mom, GG  (green coat), Kaitlyn, Daniel
As her mom, I know this child's look  all too well.... it is when she has done something she probably shouldn't have... (it's that look like "seriously mom, put that d*mn camera away as big sister Jen doesn't know I wore her bathrobe to this event! and when she sees this picture, I'm in big trouble!")

Believe it or not we happen to know  "Tinkerbell" .  His wife was out of town for the
day and later got to see what her hubby does in his free time!  HA HA HA (this was his
very first time as a Pond Skimmer.

The announcer had lots of fun at "Helga's" expense.  His 5 o'clock beard was a nice touch
to the costume
 And because I promised I wouldn't post pictures of Kaitlyn, well.... the ski resort http://www.brundage.com/43886/crazy-days-2014-powder-people/ did it for me!  Enjoy!

Because two of the grand-angels were a bit put out that their younger sister showed up on the last blog and not them.... well here is their newest project: chickens.  (Once the chicken coop is done, I will post pictures as daughter Jen has the most amazing decorating ideas. I am always in awe of her sense of style and talent). Can' wait to share what a "shabby chic chicken house" looks like!

Miss B, with her chicken "Lemi" short for Lemon
This is the child that has a gentle soul and animals love her. 

Miss M with her chicken, Valentine.
This is the practical minded child, who named her baby doll, "Dirty" because it was a ratty old doll and yes somewhat dirty, the same child who named their new kitty, Grayie because she was gray in color... and well she wanted to name her new pet chick, "pecker"....luckily her mom was able to convince her to choose a new name for the chick. 
 And so to continue on the humor theme of the blog and that I think it is an essential ingredient in life to survive....  All I know is that humor for me has been a sanity gauge of how well I cope with life.  And I am equally excited to say my sense of humor has returned almost too full force.  There for a while I was a tad worried that it might not come back after a few personal setbacks (you know what I mean if you have been reading this blog for the last year & half).  And to prove I am back to my old self.... I was going to post what I had planned to spring on my new boss for April Fools’ Day.  Unfortunately my Internet was down and so I wasn't able to share.   Here is a picture of the poor serviceman who had the April Fool’s Day service call  ( probably his  worst service call ever).

No Foolin... yes my wifi antennae is on top of the windmill
In a recent blog, I told you I was weird and my sense of humor sometimes got me into trouble…. well, here are some examples of the fun I’ve had at work over the years.   In my varied career, I seem to end up holding high profile, intense jobs where highly charged situations can occur (such as the Prosecuting Attorney’s office and the hospital). So using humor helped office morale…. And here are a few favorites.  (WARNING!   by sheer luck – my bosses either liked me enough or needed me enough to put up with my behavior – so if you decide to copy any of these antics – well please assess your work situation carefully – my own version of a “disclaimer” and if you decide to follow suit, well you are on your own)   =) (but do share your stories, please!)

This year’s April Fool’s joke on my new boss.  Many desk items were “encased in jello”….
coffee mug pen holder

1)     Last year I duck-taped an air horn under my boss’s office chair.  It was great and I laughed myself silly.  After he sat in it and it went off, I peeked into his office and I saw  the chair upside down  and him talking to himself  saying “fine!  Pick on the old guy… wow, this is really impressive”…… But not really too smart on my part as I had to travel to Phoenix 10 days later with him on a business conference and he vowed to get even.  
2)      If there are wooden chairs and they have “seat cushions”, place a whoopee cushion under the cushion.  (make sure and try it out first before anyone else is in the office tho).  This was a particular favorite thing to do to the deputy prosecutor when a sheriff’s officer was coming in to discuss a case with him.  
3)      I also believed in being an “equal opportunity spreader of good –natured harassment” so not only were my office-mates a target, I had my other favorite offices to have fun with…like the County Commissioners office.  So when one favorite commissioner left his briefcase unattended just before a public meeting,  I snuck in, left a realistic replica of a giant pile of dog poop accompanied by a note that said “greetings from Fido” in it a top of his papers…. And somehow he knew exactly where his” present” came from.  So later on that month, it appeared on my desk and before I had a chance to remove it, we had a unofficial surprise visit from our Governor’s office, yes the Governor himself and a few of his staff… and you guessed it, they congregated in my office to chat with the Prosecutor at that time ( a short  spit-fired women – that could make you tremble in fear)… anyway after everyone left  and she spied the “present” on my desk, she said “please tell me that was NOT on your desk the entire time”…. This was a case of where she needed me and couldn't fire me.  I was in trouble for a long time….
4)      Photo-copy pictures of your face smashed up against the copier and then sneak into your boss’s office and put them in all of his picture frames.  I ended up getting all the other office staff to do this too (including our local magistrate judge)  The office was trying out a new color copier, so we all had different “colors” of our faces in his picture frames.  It was an impressive effort.
5)      When one of our prosecutors was leaving to go into private practice, I convinced all of the office staff to take an “official picture of the crew” for her to remember us by.  We all wore our professional suits, but accented our outfits by having one weird accessory.  I had my business skirt, blazer, pearls and "official legal look going on", accompanied by my “green Kermit the frog slippers”, one male deputy prosecutor had on his business suit, and on his feet were flippers (what you wear when snorkeling) the other male deputy had on his shirt, tie, suit coat and a pair of swim trunks…. So you get the idea.  I don’t know if the person leaving ever displayed the picture in her new office or not…. But we all thought we were hilarious.  You know “legends in our own minds”!

And just so you know, sometimes I do get “payback” and I completely deserve it .  I could go on with other antics outside of work, but maybe another time.

Well enough for tonight. When I blog next, I will share a new recipe for a Chocolate cake with a peanut-butter center, an update on farm life and what ever else is going on.  So as I leave you, I hope I have put a smile on your face by sharing some of my more "warped moments" in this goofy farm-chick's life.  As always, feel free to send me an email swheatfarmlife@gmail.com or post a comment.  I love to hear from you.
All my best, Gayle.

Monday, March 24, 2014

Sugar Cookie Kisses & Remembering Tractor 101 Lessons

Well, being true to what I last wrote last about blogging more ( I can't believe I publicly admitted what my family and friends already know, that I am weird with a crazy sense of humor and then posting pictures to prove it……Lord help me)  but I wanted to share some of the fun stuff going on at my farm-house today.
  
I always like it when the weatherman is right, and the forecast was for sunny skies and mid- 50 temps.  I mentally had my day off planned out, but plans changed when I was needed to watch  my 3 yoa grand-angel, Miss M.  Our day consisted of a sticky kiss or two as we made her favorite  thing to bake – sugar cookies. Add the big messy cook (me) who is helped by the young assistant  - who is very exuberant with the sprinkles (although she can't say her "s" so it comes out "prinkles")  well the end result is about 3 dozen cookies and a kitchen that looks like a scene out of the movie "Animal House" where they have a food fight. When I have the 3 grand-angels over, they always know there are cookies to be made and that being tidy isn't a big deal with their "goofy grandma" (their words, not mine)J 
Miss M adding in the ingredients

Her favorite perch is on the counter. She was weary of my taking pictures.

After she went home, it was late afternoon and warm, so I headed over to my mom’s house where I have my tractor stored for the winter and drove it home.  Being seriously mechanically challenged, I was hoping I remembered all what I had learned the year before. And I am pleased to say that  it was satisfying that I did remember everything.  I do admit as I was loading up some river rock that I had to do a couple practice runs on running the bucket, but that all came back too. Whew! Here are some of my projects...
Re-landscaping, less grass, more rock. It's a good thing.

This is my "inspiration pile" of stuff.  Another dump truck load of river rock on the left,
with a dump truck load of boulders in the middle and to the far right is a huge pile of dirt.

Last summer I had ordered more river rock, boulders and already had a big pile of dirt behind my chick-pit shop.  When my family asked me what I was going to do with it, I replied, I don't know, followed by my  favorite phrase (that drives them nuts) "it's a detail"  meaning that I don't quite know yet or that I have an exact plan, but I am sure I will come up with something and, well... I just don't worry about it, as it's just a detail and I'll just make up the rules as I go.

I know Spring really is on its way, not because of the first sight of a Robin….but.... see what Luna, the farm-dog found out.

As always, thanks for taking time out of your busy day and stopping by to check in on the what the crazy farm-chick is doing.  By the way I did check my email (I was a bit nervous) and did appreciate the emails & comments. So thank you!  As always, feel free to email me or leave a comment.  Hope your week is a good one.  All my best, Gayle


Sunday, March 23, 2014

Weird+Real=The FarmChick


It’s 2:13 a.m. on March 23rd and my brain has been “on” now for a bit with words pouring out of me for my blog.  I am unsure why it picks this particular time to let me write, but it is rather annoying especially when it is a work night and I have to force myself back to sleep as I would be getting up in oh…... three and a half hours.  But it is a Sunday morning so here I am, sitting at my desk wrapped in a bathrobe and a fleece blanket….writing.  My farm dog, Luna grudgingly gets up to accompany me to my office and waits until I finish so we can go back to bed. If the blog had sound, you would be able to hear her sigh and groan (really).

I like the phrase that I had coined in my very first food blog (March, 2014) for the America’s Farmers website, “Blogs are like a reality show, only in print”.   And it is true, the words paint of picture of a person's life and there is vulnerability when you open up your personal world to others.
It also made me think about why I read other blogs and why I always, always, always go  straight to the Editor’s letter in magazines first.  I like that up close and personal connection.  The more insightful they are, the better I like it. That is why I have shared good times, but also not so good times with my readers.  I like to think when being vulnerable and open that is makes a bond unlike no other, that people get to see the “real you”.  So here it goes.... yup in case you didn't know it... I'm weird, I have an impish sense of humor that often gets me in trouble, my daughters are some of my very best friends (but I do know they inwardly groan, roll their eyes when they see what I wear when I work outside) and I love the fact that we have lots of fun adventures together.  I try to see the best in most situations, I don't like to be around negative people, when I bake or paint... well as I've said before - it looks like a bomb went off - so I'm messy.  I like to mix old and new things together when decorating.  I love dark chocolate, pizza and beer. Sometimes in that order too.  I am happiest when I am writing, baking, taking photos or playing in the dirt - guess that is my creative side coming out and drowning out the "type A" personality that I am trying to tame....  I feel like the real me is trying to emerge where being weird is okay and I don't always have to be perfect (I am not a Martha Stewart).   I find it refreshing to see others being real too and if they are weird, well all the better.  I am blessed with having a really loving and supportive family - although we can drive each other nuts. Okay, maybe I drive them nuts.  I have some of the most amazing close women friendships that makes me in awe of just being included in their circle.  Sometimes I get lonely as I haven't found a man that I really want to get close to. Could be I am scared, but mostly picky.  I do have a couple of great guy buddies though that I can really talk too. But I do look forward to being swept off my feet and may give in to letting my friend, Kristi, set me up.

So in case you don't believe I'm weird... well pictures don't lie...., So this was me at 3
Me sitting on the handle of my dad's masonry wheelbarrow.  According to my mom I always
had to "add my own fashion accessory" hence another shirt layered over my dress


And here is me now, sporting my own "rural grungy look" complete with the pink & orange striped shirt, blue&white bib overalls, black&white polka dot boots and my red ball-cap with the words "no one listens to me until I fart".... (told ya I was weird)


The real me, in my normal outdoor wear(of course the best part was when daughter, Jen was taking the picture and said... you really aren't going to wear your hat are you???? and rolls her eyes.  Mission accomplished.




To be honest sometimes I struggle with what to write and at times I have soooo much to say and sometimes I'm quiet inside.  I had my friend Mark (one of the most insightful guys I know) who is a band member, song writer and painter over to dinner the other night so I could pick his brain on what inspires him to write his songs.  What I found was there was no magic bullet… sometimes words come out of your emotions, just let it flow and see where it goes.  And I thought yes, some of the most honest blogs were from the most painful moments of my life. Sometimes my brain wakes me up… and says you have to tell them about the real you. Go ahead, post that picture of what you really wear when you work outside... So there you have it my friends, the real me, who  likes to write about Ag, life, kids, grand-angels and being weird.

Can't imagine this pose or outfit will end up on Vogue...



They think it's cool their grandma has her own "personal tractor"
And so... the dog is groaning more loudly and it's getting harder to write.... so back to bed for this farm-chick. And I'm going to blog more, as it is good for the soul (I know it is for me and I hope it helps you too).  Also my next blog for America's Farmers comes out in May and I'll be linking that up with this one. And I  invite you to check it out... it is mainly about cooking, but I did warn those new readers that it won't probably be like a normal cooking blog because.... well I'm not normal - (normal in this household is just a setting on my my dryer).  IF they want perfect, read Martha Stewart, if they want real, then read my blog.  The editors asked for real folks to write about real stuff. I just hope they know what they got themselves into... and with that, I'll call it a night.  Feel free to email me at swheatfarmlife@ gmail.com or leave a comment.  I always love hearing from ya!  =)  All my best Gayle.

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Urban vs. Rural Landscapes

Sometimes I wonder just how much of what I write actually resonates with the blog readers about growing the food that goes on their dinner table.  I can only imagine how hard it is to conceive what the American Farmer does, when this is what their world looks like, as pictured below:

NYC picture from NYC reader, Karla

NYC view from reader, Karla
and when I write and tell the farming story, it is from my rural landscape perspective even if it is still cold & snowy right now.

Rural roads, add snow + wind = a sure recipe for being snowed in

A beautiful winter sunset
80.7 percent of Americans live in urban areas, conversely, 19.3 percent of the U.S. population lives in rural areas. And contained in that 19.3 figure are the roughly 210,000 full-time farmers that grow our food.

So when New York blog reader, Karla  reached out and left me a comment last year telling me that even though she had never been to Idaho, she felt a connection to it and the people through my blog. I had my answer.   Quickly after that, we started emailing back and forth and plans were formed wherein Karla & her boyfriend, Angel would visit my State to see for themselves and of course, see the farm that I lovingly talk about.

I asked Karla to tell me in her words what she & Angel saw, and this is what I received:
Here is our perspective of Idaho while we're traveling:
• Idahoans love the outdoors! Not only we're amazed by the amount of people participating (and the cheerleaders!) at the Triathlon in Boise, but also the number of people we constantly watched on bikes, fishing boats, and camping along our travels in the state.
• Fresh meat, it's the best! Nothing like a fresh piece of meat from the grill (we ate in Salmon and Moscow) ...so good that I couldn't stop complementing the restaurant while my piece of meat last.
• #1 in genuine hospitality. After traveling various states in US, both Angel and I agreed on that Idahoans are the most kind people we have encountered so far. From the store manager who helped us with places and directions once she knew we were looking for a few cultural experiences to the former farm-wife who opened the doors of her house to us to talk about how farm life is like =)
We encountered many people along the way as well; and they were kind, open nicely to talk.
• Amazing landscapes galore! Nothing I've seen like going from a desert climate in Boise to the lush forests of Garden Valley and McCall in just a few hours; or going from moon-like landscapes to the gorgeous hills in the Palouse.

There was much more than we expected and since our trip we've been wondering / planning about when going back to Idaho. ~ Karla

This farm-chick was excited to meet a reader and the short visit was wonderful.

Farm tour- me, Karla & Angel

Farmer Jay conducted the farm tour for them. They couldn't get over the sheer size of the equipment
& the amount of equipment needed to feed America
Farm tour concluded at my farmhouse with a hearty dinner
One day I hope to travel to New York City, see some of those big city sights & catch up over an authentic NYC meal with these two!

Well thank you  for stopping by and as always, I am only a click away at swheatfarmlife@gmail.com or leave a comment on my blog..... who knows where another story will lead!   All my best, Gayle.


Update 3/4/14, Exiting News!  I am now also writing a food blog for the America's Farmers website. Here is the March blog post http://www.americasfarmers.com/2014/03/05/recipe-for-a-good-life-root-beer-chocolate-cake/


Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Saying No

It's dark and cold outside with a snow/rain mix falling on the farm hills in North Idaho and this is the favorite kind of weather for me to bake.  My farmhouse smells heavenly with the aroma that only chocolate cake can produce. The Chocolate Rootbeer cake is a request from my oldest daughter, Jen as we are having a January birthday bash this week-end celebrating hers and two of the grand-angel's birthdays.  As the kitchen was already showing the results from my baking efforts,  I thought what-the-heck I'll try out a new recipe from a cookbook that an author wanted me to test out and promptly picked out Blondies. So as I was happily making a bigger mess in my favorite room in the house, I realized the recipe called for coconut.  After searching at least three times in my messy pantry and dis-organized freezer, I unhappily conclude  there is no coconut to be found, so I add butterscotch chips as I think the recipe says this an an adaptable one with it's ingredients... and then realize, eeeek maybe butterscotch chips and cranberries don't go together. And so, I will wait to post the recipe in case this is my less-than-stellar-baking effort.  All the while as I was searching for the coconut, I was secretly wishing I was as organized as Martha Stewart and thought this guest blog would be a good one not only for me but maybe you might like it too. And with trying to keep my new year resolutions to be more organized so I could spend more time connecting with family, friends and my wonderful readers sometimes we have to learn to say no to keep our balance. And I know that I am not the only one as  just today I received  an email from my good friend, Pam Fretwell, Farm Journal special projects editor lamenting that her day was far from being organized too.  Pam is this super woman that crams so much into a moment that it makes my head swirl.  So if Pam thinks she isn't organized, well there is hope for us mortals! Yippee!!
My baking efforts.. Blondies and the 2 un-glazed Chocolate Rootbeer Cakes
But on a serious note, I was proud of myself for realizing I was stretched too thin between work/family/social and volunteerism and resigned (just last night) my volunteer marketing chair position for Chicks n Chaps. And it was hard, but in order to keep a better balance in my life, I had to decide what to trim and that was on the chopping block.  And with that, enjoy this short but good perspective guest blog.  In fact I think I am going to buy the book as I think Dr. Kulaga may have written it just for me...... =)


Women: How to Say ‘No’ during the
Holidays (& Year-Round)
Acclaimed Therapist Offers Perspective on Managing a
Woman’s Many Roles
Men expect more than women when it comes to “having it all,” according to a new study by Citi and LinkedIn titled, “Today’s Professional Woman Report.”
More men than women define the good life as including a strong and loving marriage with children – 79 percent, compared to 66 percent of women. And 9 percent of women do not include personal relationships in their pursuit of success – up from 5 percent in the previous survey.
“This study may be an indicator not so much that women want less than men; it may simply mean that women are feeling overwhelmed by the many roles they accept in life, and they believe wanting a happy work-life balance is asking for too much,” says Dr. Jaime Kulaga, a practicing therapist, life coach and author of “Type ‘S’uperWoman – Finding the Work-Life Balance: A Self-Searching Book for Women,” (www.mindfulrehab.com).
“In fact, I haven’t met a woman in my life who hasn’t taken on an exponential amount of roles – far more than is good for any one person. From wife to professional to cook to chauffeur, women simply do not know how to say no, even when they want to.”
While the holiday season is supposed to be a time when family members rejoice with family and free time, Dr. Kulaga says women often dread this time of year because of the additional roles to be taken on. She offers perspective for why saying “no” more often is good for them.
• An inability to say “no” is based in fear. Why can’t we just say no? It’s because we’re afraid of the consequences. Mostly, we are afraid of feeling guilt, feeling a sense that we are diminished in the eyes of others and, overall, that we will somehow lose something. Decisions based in fear, however, are often negative ones as they tend to be entrenched in irrationality or impulsivity. Try to decide things based on what you want, and not what you’re attempting to avoid.
• Women who can’t say “no” have less, not more; be mindful. Mindfulness is an excellent way to pare down the number of roles so many women assume; it’s the antidote for women who smile and nod “yes” when their brains are screaming “no,” and then go into the bathroom to cry. There is plenty of talk about women who “want it all” – and we can have it all, if we focus on what is really important and narrow the list of roles down to a manageable number.
• By saying “no” to some things, you’re saying “yes” to others. As mortal individuals, our time and resources are limited. We simply cannot take on all the roles others would have us accept and still have time for the things that truly matter to us. Working late each night, for example, means having less time for your family – or yourself! When women list their priorities, it’s almost always in relation to the needs of others, and not themselves. It’s not only OK, it’s healthy  to want time and other things for oneself!
Dr. Jaime Kulaga, Ph.D, LMHC, CPC

Motivated by watching those she coaches become successful and with a true passion for helping others, Dr. Jaime Kulaga earned her bachelor’s degree in psychology, and  master’s and doctorate’s in counseling. As a licensed mental health counselor and certified professional coach, she has a special interest in the complex lives of today’s women. She serves as a go-to expert resource for Bay News 9, the Tampa Bay area’s 24-hour news channel, and as a coach for individuals, couples and business people.   

Well it's off to bed for this farm-chick! As always, thank you for stopping by & feel free to email me if you have any questions/thoughts or leave a comment as I am just a click away at swheatfarmlife@gmail.com.  All my best, Gayle.  

Thursday, January 23, 2014

New Promises, Fresh Beginnings


A frosty January morning
Even as much as I love the holiday season, when it’s over, I am ready to start afresh again.   I love January with the “new” promises that will unfold as we start over and pledge to living better, healthier or whatever those resolutions are

Monday, December 23, 2013

A Christmas Message

Holiday Blessings from me to you....
Beauty on my Farm

This is my  holiday letter from me to you……..

It’s early, precisely 3:28 a.m. on a very cold December 6th morning and my mind awoke with a message that couldn't wait to get down on paper at a more reasonable time of day. So sitting here in front of the fireplace, cup of peppermint tea next to me and soft Christmas music playing, this is a letter of gratitude and thanks that I want to say to you.

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Farm House Kitchens, A Favorite Spot


The grand-angels making cookies & memories in my farm-house kitchen
Last week I had the grand-angels over and we made home-made pizza and then cookies, and every time they come over, the first they ask is can we make cookies?  (yes, even before heading for the toys in the closet)  =)

No matter where I have lived throughout my life, the kitchen has always been the central spot for family and guests to gather. I have had exactly 4 houses in my married life-time, each time getting a fixer-upper, doing most of the work myself and then selling it and starting the process over again. That is until the final house, the one I am living in, I actually got to choose what I wanted.  It was pure heaven, and besides having a large kitchen, the 2 most prized choices for me was the walk-in pantry and double ovens.

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Family Blessings


A  picture perfect Thanksgiving morning
Sitting here in my comfy flannel PJ’s by the fireplace, a bit under the weather with a cold/flu combo and watching the outdoor temperature plummet from 12 degrees to the projected -2, I was thinking about my past Thanksgiving week-end and how important family is to me.  So while the outdoor temperature is cold, my thoughts are warm & happy with recent memories of our holiday week-end. And while we are far from perfect, we do enjoy the time we spend together and that in itself is a huge blessing.  And with that I wanted to share some of those special moments  from my Thanksgiving holiday week-end.