I love teaching Thoreau and Emerson. They are so full of knowledge. They were forward-thinking and practical. They were simple men that believed there was inherent goodness in both man and nature. I find it funny that they also believed that political parties could corrupt an individual (Ha! See what I mean about forward-thinking?) Of course they also believed that about organized religion. ( I personally think organized religion is good, it is some people in it that make some bad....Just so you know!) I think this quote is about individuality. It is about being yourself, being unique, and not following the crowd. It is for those brave enough to want the simple things in live and not follow the crowd that just wants, wants, wants. That is my interpretation of it. But, as I tell my students each day, you are welcome to your own interpretation when it comes to literature (just so you can back it up!). AND, even more importantly, guess who was sitting on a pumpkin at her Gi-Gi's house this week? It would be none other than my sweet little Leightyn! She is 7 months old and cannot stand on her own, but let her sit on a pumpkin and she is happy as can be. Of course the pumpkin cookie probably helped too. Have a great week!
10.21.2012
10.18.2012
An Apple Two Ways....
The first time I saw these individual packets of caramel,
when my children were younger, I bought them right up.
I have continued to do so every Fall since.
Then I proceed to set out the caramel packets, big juicy apples and an easy apple-corer. I set them all out in a big bowl or a wire basket and also keep small paper plates close-by.
You would be surprised at how quickly the apples and caramel disappear when they are all grouped together and setting out just waiting for takers. The caramel is soft and delicious and perfect for dipping individual apple slices into.
Try it at your house. You will make people very happy.
Another way I use all those wonderful apples we get in the Fall is to make Crock Pot Apple Butter. It is fast. It is easy. It makes your house smell delicious. The end result...the apple butter... tastes as good as it smells.
It is perfect bottled up in little jars and given out to neighbors or co-workers. My children and the Hubs like it best served on hot homemade biscuits. It is equally good on a peanut butter sandwich.
Don't miss out on all the fun ways to use the delicious apples.
I have posted this recipe before, but it is worth repeating.
CROCK POT APPLE BUTTER
Approximately 3 lb. apples
3 cups sugar
2 tsp. cinnamon
1 tsp. nutmeg
1/2 tsp. allspice
1/2 tsp. cloves
Dash of salt
3/4 cup water or fresh apple cider
3 cups sugar
2 tsp. cinnamon
1 tsp. nutmeg
1/2 tsp. allspice
1/2 tsp. cloves
Dash of salt
3/4 cup water or fresh apple cider
Fill Crock-pot 3/4 full with peeled, cored and sliced apples. Add the remaining ingredients and stir until evenly mixed. Cover and cook on low setting overnight or until the butter is of a thick, spreadable consistency.
If apple butter has too much liquid, remove lid and cook on high until thickened. Stir often as butter thickens to prevent scorching.
I also adjust the sugar according to the sweetness of the apples I am using. You may need to add more sugar.
Store in refrigerator for up to 6 weeks. Freeze for longer storage.
Variation: For a less sweet apple butter, substitute 1 cup honey for the sugar.
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Metamorphosis Monday
10.16.2012
On The Road Again--Tell All Tuesday
Ten years. Ten years and counting.
Ten years and two and a half months to be exact.
It's not like I'm keeping track or anything....
But for ten years (and counting) I have been commuting to work.
And when I say "commute" I truly mean "commute"...not a spin or a jog or a whirl, but a full-fledged commute.
When I lived in Kansas I commuted for six years. Six years of commuting in northeast Kansas can add years to your life. NOT life to your years. Oh my word the weather.
My commute was 114 miles per day.
That is 600 miles per week.
That is 2400 miles per month.
That equals 21,600 miles per year
(I'm a teacher and everyone knows we only work half the time!).
Over the six years I commuted on that long jaunt, that would add up to 129,600 miles of commuting.
I drove through it all and saw it all.
Sometimes when I was driving home through the
ice or snow
I would cry.
And vow never to do it again.
Till the next day......ha!
Not only did I commute all the time, but I still had children in high school myself and I went to every extra-curricular event they were in. Many times I would get home in time to pick up my husband and go from the driver's seat to the passenger seat. It was brutal.
On the upside, because I still had children at home, who were always bringing more children to my home, and because I went to
14 million ballgames, sometimes the peace and tranquility of that long commute each way was the only quiet time I enjoyed the entire day.
I came up with a LOT of great teaching ideas on those long commutes.
My employer was remarkable about my drive. They always understood if I had to go slower than anticipated because of the weather ...which would therefore make me late to school. They always let me go home if horrible storms were rolling in.
At times I thought every highway patrolman in two counties knew me by name......
Let me just say, if you Google up my commute it says it should take 1 hour and 3 minutes. It usually took me 50 minutes. I have been known to get there under 45 minutes....if I wasn't visiting with my friends the patrolmen!
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| The star is my home and the sunburst is the school where I worked. |
When we lived in Kansas, my husband worked at a community college that was about 20 minutes from our home. Our move to Oklahoma took us both to the same school district. So for the past 4 years ( and 2 1/2 months, but who's counting?) the Hubs and I have ridden to work together. In that 4 (plus) years I have probably driven the commute 10 times. The Hubs said I whined so much in Kansas that he will never let me drive! I always remind him I did not whine about the commute, only the weather I had to commute in! (For real.)
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| The star is our home, the sunburst is our school. |
Our commute in Oklahoma is shorter than the Kansas commute....by 10 miles.
We commute 100 miles per day in Oklahoma.
Which brings that up to 500 miles per week.
And 2000 miles per month.
And 18000 per year....
Which brings us to 72,000 miles in four years.
I won't even bring up that extra 2 1/2 months (and counting) that I keep bringing up.
My husband tends to follow the speed limit, therefore we have not made friends with the local highway patrol
like I did in Kansas.
Commuting with the Hubs is totally different than
commuting on my own.
He has total control of the radio.
He decides what time we leave...and come home.
Sometimes I get tired (as in sleepy) because I don't have to
have my mind alert since I am not driving.
I still think of great teaching ideas...and I share them with the Hubs. He is thrilled.
We talk about our day at school.
We don't have to go as many places at night now since the
children are grown.
The Hubs thinks I am bossy. (What? Me???)
But come mid-May, I get to stay home till the first of August,
while the Hubs has to commute the entire year. He does not get summers off. I have not even dared to ask him how the commute is without me! (I probably don't want to know the answer!)
I can definitely tell a difference in myself as a commuter from 10 (plus) years ago till now.
It is hard to admit the getting older part!
But as I get older, it does wear me out sometimes....all that driving.
Then I thought I would use my (unbelievably fantastic) math skills. (That's a joke.)
If I've commuted for 10 hours per week (and 10 hours is the least amount possible)...
that makes it 40 hours per month. Times that by 9 months per year...Times the 360 hours by 10 years (I'm not counting the extra 2 1/2 months) ....that means I have spent over
3, 600 hours of my life commuting.
Good golly Miss Molly.
That means I have spent more than half a year (hour wise) commuting....
No wonder I come home exhausted!
I'm wearing myself out!
Hey...I didn't even bring up how many tires I've gone through!
(I do often wonder if the state of Kansas misses the extra revenue they were getting from me!)
That was actually a tell-a lot- Tuesday!
Now 'ya know!
10.15.2012
We've Got Game........
When we moved into this house, there was a small sun porch upstairs in the back. The room had long ago been walled-and-windowed-in, and was considered a bedroom, but really
it is too small to be a bedroom. The closet is right outside the door to the room in the hallway, so in reality it could serve as a bedroom. We had other plans for it.
We call it the "Game Room". It's not that we play a lot of games there, but we watch a lot of games there.
That and the room represents a lot of games.
I took pictures of it on Gameday Saturday. It was probably not the best time to photograph the room. I had all three sons home on Saturday and the room was not in picture-perfect shape. I thought that was okay though, since very seldom is that room (or any in my house for that matter) in picture-perfect shape. I did at least boot the boys out for the pictures. Don't worry...they just went to refill their plates.
The room might be small, but it is packed full of vintage sports memorabilia. I might add that the only things purchased for this room since we've moved in are the shades and the valances. Everything else we already had.
This was the room the day we moved in. A cute little room with LOTS of sunshine. We did not even change the paint color. We just started putting all our fun stuff in. When I say "we" by the way, the whole room was done in a day by me and my son Luke.
This is the same door and window as the "before" picture. You can see that the addition of the wooden shades made a world of difference. My oldest two children were "Hiawatha Redskins" in high school. My youngest three (there is only 7 years difference between the oldest graduating and the youngest) were Hiawatha Red Hawks. Their school changed mascots in order to be more politically correct. The banner is a left-over reminder of the original mascot.
Right outside the door is a small balcony. We have a little furniture out there. The balcony is mainly used for sun-bathing (hmmm...who would that be?) The balcony is blocked (but not shaded) by a huge magnolia, so it is perfect for sun-bathing!
This is why the boys enjoy this room for watching ballgames so much. They have a projection TV in the room. The room is small to begin with, and the screen is huge. It makes it look like the game is coming right at you. And yes, there is yelling at the (huge projection) TV. The baby gate by-the-way is not to keep a baby in (or out). We put it in front of the door to keep the dogs out during the day, when no body is home. They (the dogs) tend to find too many "interesting" things in there to "play" with.
Every single nook and corner was used in this room for display. The pictures range from my own grandfather's college football days, to my children as they participated in sports while growing up. It is great fun to just simply look at all the pictures. (Notice the old ice-skate hanging up on the window above? That was Hubby's grandfather's when he was a boy.)
We have central air in the house, but because this little room has so many windows, it still gets hot during the Oklahoma summers. We put this little window air-conditioner in this summer and it made a huge difference in the room. We only turn it on, if someone is going in there to watch a movie or TV, but it was definitely worth it.
This was the other end (opposite the TV screen) of the sunroom the day we moved in. As you can see, there are more big windows (same door!).
You can get a glimpse of the couch everyone loves to lay on to watch TV. Remember, I did not do any arranging for the photo's. This is how I found it. You can also see more nooks and corners filled with pictures.
On the only other solid wall (besides the TV screen wall) I put a collection of old team photos I have. I really don't even know how I acquired them all, but slowly over the years, I ended up with a huge collection of black and white team photographs from three different sports. The best part is, that every single photo has a picture of one of my children's grandfathers in it, or a picture of the Hubs himself when he played as a boy. In fact, I recently acquired three more photos that still need to be framed. You are only seeing part of the wall. One day I should do a post just on the pictures.
I have had these in the last two houses we have lived in as well. I frame them all in simple black frames for unity and it seems to work well. When Restoration Hardware had a big wall of old team photos for sale I was so glad to see that I was vogue. (I say that tongue-in-cheek you know....)
I have thought about blowing them all up to be the same size, but I tend to like having the originals more than uniformity.
I put my subway OU Sooners sign I made in here as well.
Then there is this. I should have taken a better picture. (Actually towards the end of this post, you can see a full-length picture of the case.) My Husband's dad died tragically when we were first married. None of my children ever really knew him. We have a few things of his, and one of them was his gun cabinet. Only my Hubs never wanted to keep the his hunting guns in the cabinet (just because we have always had a zillion children going in and out of our home.) Even now that they are all grown, he still didn't put the guns in the cabinet. The gun cabinet sat in the garage and I was determined to get it into the house.
The day Luke and I were decorating and arranging the room, I got Luke to move the gun cabinet into the house. We cleaned it up (and yes, I did think about painting it!!) and I decided to make it a faux locker. We used the grooves where the guns would stand as 'hangers' for the football jerseys. We have the Hubs father's football jersey, the Hub's jersey, and all three of my sons. We also have an old baseball uniform and my Dad's basketball jersey. (Not all of that is in here tho!) On the little ledge where the guns would lean I put the pictures of the Hubs and his dad and an old magazine with Oklahoma boy Mickey Mantle. I even had an old locker number that we super-glued towards the top of the door, like a real locker. I love how it turned out!
Then we continued our theme of "more is more" and just kept packing the room full. More pictures were hung and we put up shelves above the windows and doors.
I got the valances on clearance at K-Mart and had never used them. Some how I had exactly enough ...and the perfect color...for the game room. That was meant to be, because there was no planning involved.
The trophies, like the photographs and jerseys span three generations as well.
Almost everything in the room is family sports memorabilia. There are a couple of exceptions and the golf balls on the shelf pictured above are one of the exceptions. They are either Hiawatha brand or Colt brand. We bought them at an auction (all together). We knew it was another thing that was "meant to be" as my children grew up in Hiawatha, and we frequently call our son Coulter, Coult (Colt).
This view is looking from the balcony door into the room. You can see the full view of the gun-cabinet-turned-locker as well as more team pictures. The curtain on the left of the "locker" is the door to the hallway. We hung a curtain (and hung it by a golf club) over the door in the summer to keep that cool air in and have just never taken it down now that it does not need to be up.
Remember this little table I painted and filled with letter-jacket chenilles? It is in this room too. Obviously!
I have two of these old wooden ladders that I saved from the dumpster. (And yes, my Hubs still wonders every time he sees it why I would ever save it. And yes, it was him doing the dumping of the ladder!) I have it filled with lots of old catching gear from when the Hubs played ball (from 5 years old through college). There are a few other items on the ladder, but it is mainly filled with baseball gear.
The OU bear was one of my daughters. The 34 sign was a piece of "artwork" my Hubs made in high school. Believe me, he is no artist. That was his high school football number and I thought it would be cute to frame it and keep it for posterity. It, like the team photos has hung in every single house. I know, I know, it is SO weird the things I hang onto!
There is one more chair I never did photograph in the room. I'm telling you, it is a small room, but filled with fun. I bought the "Heisman" lamp for my Hubs one year for our anniversary. The Hubs father was best friends with a gentleman from our hometown that won the Heisman (Billy Vessels/1952/Cleveland, OK). That is such a special connection, I knew the Hubs would love the lamp. And he did. There are pictures on the table of my sons and even one of me holding a football at the age of 2. The marbles in the little wicker basket were the Hubs father as well. The giant baseball on the floor in the corner was off of one of the younger boys beds from their youth.
The baseballs are a three-generation deal, the croquet set was my family set growing up, the bucket of chenilles are part of my collection. Honestly, the dollar value of our packed little room is probably squat, but the fun and the memories the room provides is....to use a good cliche....priceless. We've got game!
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10.14.2012
Simple Sundays
This is an untouched picture of our yard in Kansas. We had a huge yard and the house was surrounded by 14 maple trees. It truly was beautiful as you can see. The downside.......shortly after all this beauty arrives, we knew it was time for the cold....And I mean bone-chilling cold! The other downside was that maple trees are considered "soft" wood and we always lost branches during the ice and snow. But for a good six weeks in Autumn, I lived in a gold and red wonderland.
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