food, crochet, merriment
Our Saturday joy. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week.
A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
If you’re inspired to do the same, leave a link to your ‘moment’ in the comments for us.
That One Chick #6
A lovely sunset by the lake you say?
No, no my friends.
—not even close.
What you are looking at here—surprisingly, is our front yard, after a very heavy rainfall.
No, we did not own lake front property…until this particular moment.
Over the years that we lived in this house–whenever it rained hard, all that water it came right in our basement windows. In fact, we were flooded a total of 13 times. Yeah, that’s what I said.
It got to where we’d almost laugh about it…
almost.
Don’t worry…we moved.
This, however, is what we learned from our silly floody house:
Water, even a ton of water–beats fire…
always.
Here’s a fun little cheese ball that really isn’t…a cheese ball…in the cheese ball sense of the word.
Don’t be afraid. It’s actually a cream cheese ball–with lots of lovely peanut butter mixed in. We dipped animal cookies and pretzels but I’m thinking that Fudge Stripes or Chocolate Dipped Graham Cookies would be incredible. We also rolled ours in Peanut Butter M&Ms–just cause we could. This is a real easy pleaser and would go nicely with whatever else you have on the treat table. We used it at our Superbowl fest–you know where you need lots of protein to keep your strength up…
for all that yelling.
Go Vikings!
Oh, forget it.
1 package (8 ounces) cream cheese, at room temperature
1 cup powdered sugar
¾ cup creamy or chunky peanut butter
3 tablespoons packed dark brown sugar
1 ½ cups M&M’s and/or milk chocolate chips
Graham cracker sticks, animal crackers, apple slices or pretzels
DirectionsBEAT cream cheese, powdered sugar, peanut butter and brown sugar in large mixer bowl until blended. Spoon onto a large piece of plastic wrap; bring up all four corners and twist tightly to form a ball shape.
FREEZE for 1 hour 30 minutes or until firm enough to keep its shape. Place morsels in flat dish. Remove plastic wrap from ball and roll ball into morsels to completely cover.
PLACE ball on serving dish; cover and refrigerate for 2 hours or until almost firm. Serve with graham cracker sticks, cookies, pretzels and apple slices for dipping or spreading.
Originally from NestleFamily.com
Happy Birthday President Lincoln!
Looking for an easy Valentine?
Try these simple origami envelopes.
Just perfect for that spicy love note…
or a simple “I adore you my dah-ling,” among friends.
They’re pretty wonderful at hiding the coveted gift card…to maybe…ahhh….See’s Chocolates.
Hint hint.
Just a thought…
For the easy directions on folding your own Valentine Envelopes just click here.
Now it’s your responsibility to fill it with something fabulous.
Go forth.
Make us proud.
That one chick #4
When I was a kid we were in a cub scout Indian Village program out in some field somewhere–and because my mom was the Den Queen we all got to be involved. I don’t remember too much about it except that my brother was chosen to do some fancy dance wearing an eagle’s head (relax- it was fake) and big old wings. He looked really great. I didn’t understand why I was suppose to sit with the other girls and just do nothing–while the guys got to dance around and play the drums and screech like wild things. My mom said it was because we weren’t cub scouts and that we were suppose to be the lovely scenery in the background. I wasn’t satisfied with that answer and had to keep being told to “go sit back down.”
Finally, I must have gotten in my brother’s space because he turned to me and said, “You can’t be by us because you are NOT a brave. You are just a SQUAW and squaws just sit!”
I remember being positively crushed. The way I interpreted what he said was that because I wasn’t brave, I had to just sit down. Being the baby of the family had pointed out many times to me that in fact, I wasn’t particularly brave.
I couldn’t really argue with the facts, so I went back to the teepee…
and sat down.
Oh yes. It was a sad day in the wigwam.
I’m over it.
Not any braver, but over it.
