Monday, November 30

Thankfully thankful.

Thanksgiving was split between two days and two families this year. Thursday was spent with Olen’s family and the traditional turkey with all the trimmings. Friday was spent with my family and the untraditional traditions with all the trimmings.
I’m a major dork this year and started a ridiculous diet the week of Thanksgiving (anyone heard of HCG?) and so my version of Thanksgiving dinner was very calorically limited. Mostly I just stared at people eating pumpkin pie all day and bringing my family, and anyone who would listen to me, into the depths of my diet hell. Porter and London ran around with long-distance cousins, Olen caught up on football games with the guys while Daisy and I sat and watched everyone eat.

I have so much to be thankful for this year, mostly that I made it through the year in one piece. It’s really been a great year, but I know that there is always room for improvement and so I look forward with hope to what the next twelve months have in store.
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Wednesday, November 25

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Sunday, November 22

Thanksgiving All Star: "Ulitmate" Sweet Potatoes

Whipped Sweet Potatoes and Bananas with Honey

Let me tell you about this sweet potatoes dish, I could easily eat it all by myself and pretty much do because it is the only thing that comes from my kitchen that Olen doesn't like. So you may either love it or hate it, but I'm placing my bet that you are going to love it. Or at least kinda like it. It has all the sweetness you get from the marshmallow method (which in my opinion is just wrong) because of the dark brown sugar crust with an added crunch of pecans. It is a Thanksgiving winner.

I quickly jotted this recipe down a few years ago while watching the delicious Tyler Florence (eh-hem), I mean Tyler Florence making a delicious mock Thanksgiving dinner. I have this recipe memorized but needed my original notes so I could type it up properly. When I found them I realized I couldn't just type "add as much honey as you like" or "bake till it's done" the way I do it. See?
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Friday, November 20

Thanksgiving All Star: Bake the bird on the belly

Let's talk turkey. They're on sale right now at just about every grocery store and so easy to prepare. I've bought a couple and made one yesterday. A few years ago we were introduced to the tradition of "Day After Thanksgiving Turkey Tacos" by our adopted Aunt Marilyn and Uncle Jim. Since then I've been preparing our own bird for tacos (and sandwiches and soups and enchiladas...). I've really worked on perfecting my method and I think I have it just about right.
I think every turkey should be brined first. This is done by placing the thawed turkey breast-side down in a water cooler then covering the whole bird with a hecka salt (3/4 cup per gallon of water), bay leaves, pepper corns, garlic, whatever kind of herb you like and ice to the top of cooler. Then fill in with cold water to the top of ice. Place the lid on tightly. For turkeys under 12 pounds brine for 8 hours, 12-14 pounds for 12 hours and 20 pounds and over for up to 24 hours.
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Step 1. Butter. Lots of it. I was working with a 13-pound bird and used a pound of butter (4 sticks or 2 cups). I'm using unsalted butter because my turkey has already been brined in salt and my seasoning is good and salty.
Step 2. For this recipe I use taco seasoning, but I could easily have used a poultry seasoning or one of my favorite McCormick rubs instead. I figure about a packet of seasoning (3-4 tablespoons) per stick of butter. Or - if you wish to make the best gravy in the world with the drippings, go without any
seasoning at all. For gravy all you do is add a little corn starch or flour to the buttery drippings until gravy consistency is reached.
Step 3. Mix softened butter with seasoning of choice.
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Step 4. Taco flavored stuffing would be nasty. Prepare your aromatics to fill the bird cavity instead. I stuffed this bird with onions, celery and apples. This just adds a little flavor but is mostly to help keep the bird in shape and juicy, but is not really meant to be eaten.
Step 5. Separate the skin away from the meat of the turkey on both sides of the breast meat down to the drum sticks by running your hand under the skin. Be careful not to break the skin.
Step 6. Fill a zip close bag with your seasoned butter and snip off one corner. Pipe the butter under the skin then smooth from the outside so that the butter has evenly frosted the entire turkey breast and down into every nook and cranny. Using the bag to pipe the butter will keep your hands clean and get the butter between the skin and breast easier, but if you like to get messy reach on in and lather that bird with butter.
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Step 7. Very important: Place the turkey breast-side down in roasting pan. Dust the bottom of the bird (which is now the top) with more of your same dry seasoning. Either one packet or 3-4 tablespoons.
Step 8. Bake at 200 degrees for about an hour then place one stick (1/2 cup) of softened butter on the turkey to melt down over the seasoning. Finish baking till turkey is 180 degrees in the thigh. I usually prepare the turkey the evening before so I can cook it low and slow over night. Once the bird has reached the appropriate temperature, remove from oven. Keep the turkey covered and breast-side down while cooling. The bird will continue to soak up those delicious buttery drippings in pan as it cools and will only get more tender and moist.
Step 9. Because you roast this bird upside down, it isn't the prettiest for carving because it will be so tender it falls off the bone when you move it to your serving platter. But let's be real, do you want a pretty slice of dried up turkey jerky or a luscious piece of seasoned juicy turkey goodness? Yes, we are all about the turkey goodness here.
Come on back for some killer sweet potatoes. It is unlike anything you've ever had, you Thanksgiving All Star, you.

Thursday, November 19

Lonely child

I had a note waiting on the fridge this morning...

(Cue the sad violin music.)
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Well, the note said, "Right me back." So...
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Yeah, okay, so I passed the buck to the Big Guy.

You know the one...

... His eyes - how they twinkled! His dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry...
...He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly...

Being only Mrs. Claus has its advantages.

Wednesday, November 18

Good Word Wednesday: Happy One Month

Has it really been a whole month since Daisy joined our family? I've taken pictures of my children on their monthly birthday until they reach one year old to document their growth. There's been some debate on who Daisy actually resembles most so I pulled out the one-month birthday pictures of Porter and London to see who Daisy might look like. She reminds me mostly of Porter with the same round head and chubby cheeks, but sometimes she makes the same expressions that London used to at this age. Here, see for your self.
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I haven't looked at these pictures for a long time and I forgot how very skinny Porter got during his first month. He doesn't even look like Porter right here. As a new mother I was giving nursing my most earnest effort but turns out that Porter wasn't getting enough to eat. I totally tried every prescription and machine and contraption and councilor. No luck. I can look back now and kinda laugh at the way my now healthy 85-pounder looked like a little bird fallen from the nest too soon, but back then it was no laughing matter. Oh the emotional turmoil! And this is why I am one happy bottle feeding mama with healthy, well fed, chubby babies. By two-months old Porter had gained back all his lost weight and was well on his way to outgrowing his three-month sized clothes. You'll see those pictures next month.
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London who was always on the verge of a smile and so happy. We have to really earn a smile from Daisy. At one month London's eyes were already beginning to change to a grey/blue on their way to the dark brown they are today. Daisy's eyes are still very blue (knocking on wood).PhotobucketPhotobucket

Here's Daisy. My smallest but most chubby kid yet. She's a serious eater and sleeper but very cuddly and patient with us all. I'm hoping her mellow personality will rub off on London.

So, you loving Daisy's binkie bling as much as I do? Actually, I just love that Daisy will take a pacie. Porter thought they were a joke and London would always gag on hers. I was thrilled when Daisy naturally took to the pacifier, especially since I already made them. Well, made them better.
The assembly is pretty self explanatory if you look at the above picture. Take your rounded pacie and spread a bead of the 9001 glue (my fav, found at Hobby Lobby) and using tweezers place the gems (also Hobby Lobby but I'm sure found at any craft store) around the outside of the pacie working your way a little glue a little gem at a time toward the middle. I like this glue because it isn't water soluble but it is very sticky. Let the finished pacie cure for 24 hours and then thoroughly clean before giving to baby. You'll be the hit of any baby shower, guaranteed.

Friday, November 13

Flashback Friday: You should've seen it in color.

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Wednesday November 11th, 2009. Veteran’s Day. No school. No work. No schedule.
I could hear London and Porter arguing about what cartoon to watch: Avatar or Horse Land. I could hear Olen trying his best to settle things fairly. He had everything under control so I rolled over. It was lovely knowing that the one person who could wake me up this morning was humming softly in her cradle on my side of the bed.

Olen sits next to me and lifts my sleeping mask. “Good morning Love! Hey I have a great idea, let’s be spontaneous today.”

“I am spontaneous. Me and Daisy spontaneously get up for a snack in the middle of the night.”

“That’s not spontaneous, you know that she wakes up once a night. And you’re never spontaneous.” (He’s got me there. My version of being spontaneous requires a 24 hour advance notice. I gotta have a plan or I pretty much malfunction.)

“Well…I never really know what time it’s gunna be, okay.” I pull my sleep mask back down and throw the covers over my head.

Olen continues to convince me how much fun it would be to load all the kids up for a round trip of target practicing on our leftover Halloween pumpkin, throwing a line in at a lake along the way, seeing some beautiful fall colors and a late lunch at our favorite Mexican café in Globe where I could do some antique window shopping. Compared to all that my plan of organizing the storage shed didn’t stand a chance. So we packed up and went. Spontaneously.

My camera battery died after our walk through the Peak Well creek and target practicing with the trusty Red Ryder carbine-action, two hundred shot Range Model air rifle with a compass in the stock and a thing which tells time; so you’ll have to just imagine the beautiful sun fish that Olen caught at Canyon Lake and the huge mess of Sweet & Low that London dumped out on the floor at the Mexican café.

It was dark when we made it home and Olen carried the sleeping kids to their beds while I pulled down the covers and took off their shoes. There was just enough day left to shower and plan how we'll organize the storage shed on another day when we don’t feel so spontaneous.
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Thursday, November 12

Every beautiful baby needs a beautiful beanie.

Thanks to Aunites Bethany and Jenn for these beauties.
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No, I didn't pinch her. Daisy was ready for a nap that I was postponing by taking my pictures and this made her grumpy, but it was a good time to show off all her cute dimples. Of course there's the one on her little chin, but she has two more on her chubby cheeks you can only see when she's having a good cry. I'm sure once she starts to smile they'll be there too. Do you see them? Oh and look at that double chin! She is such a yummy dumpling.
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All better now.

Tuesday, November 10

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London was "helping" me clean the kitchen.

Mom: Ellie hand me the cups from the dishwasher.

London: (Slightly singing) Say the magic word.

Mom: (Loving this) What is the magic word?

London: (Closes eyes and stands up straight with one hand on her hip) Right. Now. (Opens eyes and thinks) Is that the magic word, mom?

Mom: (Getting a second chance) Um, no sugar, that's not our magic word is it? What do we say?

London: (Smiles) I knooww. Ok, say please mom. Say please.

Mom: (Not a total failure) Pleeaassee can you hand me the cups from the dishwasher?

London: Here mom. Good job.

Mom: (Loving this again) Thanks Ellie.

Monday, November 9

Me? Why, Thank you!

Queen of pink things and Harley Davidsons, Bobbi Jo, has honored me with this award:

Thanks Bobbi Jo, I love it!
As part of my acceptance I need to answer these questions with one word. (Or pretty close to it.)
1. Where is your cell phone? Desk 2. Your hair? Up 3. Your mother? Constant 4. Your father? Authentic 5. Your favorite food? Grilled 6. Your dream last night? Game show 7. Your favorite drink? Grape juice 8. Your dream/goal? Pre-preggie jeans 9. What room are you in? Office nook 10. Your hobby? Creating 11. Your fear? Coulrophobia 12. Where do you want to be in six years? Done 13. Where were you last night? In-laws 14. Something you aren’t? Bored 15. Muffins? Off-limits 16. Wish list item? That new camera 17. Where did you grow up? Arizona 18. Last thing you did? Dishes 19. What are you wearing? Dress 20. TV? Thursday nights from 8 to 9 21. Your pets? Fish 22. Your friends? Golden 23. Your life? Blessed 24. Your mood? Positive 25. Missing someone? Bud 26. Vehicle? Hot2Molly Mobile 27. Something you’re not wearing? Shoes 28. Your favorite store? Kohls (Ad Set: How you do’n?! ) 29. Your favorite color? Yellow 30. When was the last time you laughed? Today 31. When was the last time you cried? The day before Daisy was born 32. Your best friend? Olen 33. One place that you go over and over? Mom’s 34. One person who e-mails me regularly? Katie A. 35. Favorite place to eat? My table

Saturday, November 7

It came!


Now London's L is not alone.

Thursday, November 5

I say nap time.
London says slumber party.
Daisy says help.