Saturday, December 27, 2008

The Evolution of Santa

Jack is ever in pursuit of a new character to play, and of course, to play a character properly he must look the part. Fortunately for us, this doesn't cost us anything. Jack seems to have been born to repurpose. He loves nothing more than scouring the house for bits and pieces of this-n-that to bring the visions in his mind to life. His costumes are his own concoctions and we're constantly surprised by his creations.
Tis the season to play Santa and Jack has taken to the part with unbridled enthusiasm. He worked on his costume over several days, picking and choosing new ways to present St. Nick in all his Christmas glory until the look was just right.
Santa Take One. His first attempt included a red motocross shirt Auntie Cindi bought him, along with a pair pants from an Anakin Skywalker costume. The suspenders were fashioned from the belt from the aforementioned Skywalker outfit. The hat is an old Dallas Cowboys beanie (positioned "just so") and the beard is a book cover from his brother's third grade text book. Not bad...not bad at all.

Santa Take Two. Jack decided his first beard lacked authenticity, but there was no need to trek to the store for something to do the job. He and I sat down one night and made a white beard from my make-up remover pads (little squares of cotton), rubber bands, and three sheets of white paper glued together for stability. To this, he added his green robe, a brown belt, and a Santa hat from the Christmas decoration box we had stored in the garage.

Santa Take Three. I came home from work to find Jack decked out in his final ensemble. To the brown belt and Santa hat, he added his red, sheep-lined sweat jacket, black cowboy boots and red pants. But wait, Jack doesn't have red pants! Ohhh, I see. He cleverly took the red motocross shirt from his first attempt and turned them into pants. Silly rabbit, who says sleeves only go on arms? Finally, a Santa costume that did Jack proud. Mom, too.

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Thursday, December 25, 2008

Christmas is...

Peanut Butter Fudge, Cookies, Sharing...

There are cookies and candies that I make every year. I found the best peanut better fudge recipe ever a few years ago...it reminds me of the fudge my Aunt Audrey used to make. It's so simple.

4 cups of white sugar
1 cup of packed brown sugar
1 stick of butter (the real stuff! I used salted)
1 can evaporated milk

















(no, these aren't all the ingrediants for my fudge, just a hodge podge of ones I used every Christmas)



















Put the sugars, butter, and milk in a heavy pot...stir constantly til it boils


















When it comes to a good rolling boil, boil for 7 minutes.

After 7 minutes, remove from heat and add:
One 7 ounce jar marshmallow cream
Stir until the marshmallow is well incorporated
Add 1 teaspoon real vanilla
Add 2 cups creamy (or crunchy!) peanut butter
Stir until the peanut butter is completely incoporated
Pour into a 13X9 pan (buttered) and let set up.







Enjoy!!!



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Wednesday, December 10, 2008

First Tooth!

Jack lost his first tooth! He's so excited! Mom and Dad are happy and sad at the same time. There's no denying our little boy is becoming a big boy! He's had two teeth growing in behind the others for a few weeks now, so there's no "space" really, just a new tooth saying "Hello!"

Monday, December 8, 2008

Making Meatballs with Dad

I've said before that I'm a lucky girl. Haven't I? Well if not, please let me correct that here and now. I am. My husband is not your typical guy. He cleans, he does laundry, he cooks. Things have changed quite a bit during our almost thirteen years together. Not the cleaning part; he's always done that. Not the laundry part; he's always done that, too.

It's the cooking part that's blossomed.

He is a midwestern boy at heart. When we met, he liked his food in pretty discrete categories and ordered pizza more than he cooked. But, I knew this cute boy had some potential the first time he made me dinner. Spaghetti. I was late (Friday night commute traffic is baaaad) and so the pasta went well beyond al dente into mushy and ruined. Did he serve it up anyway? Nope. He made more! He didn't like wine but had a nice bottle of red waiting for me. It was pretty good stuff.

Since then, Michael has taught himself to make all sorts of delicious things. He experiments all the time. He makes a killer chili (several variations, actually), great bbq chicken, ribs, several different pasta dishes, slow simmered tacos, guacamole. He can whip a mean meatball, too. Recently, he ponied the boys up to the counter and showed 'em how it's done. Right down to the cast iron skillet for proper browning.

I'm proud that he's preparing Wyatt and Jack to make spaghetti for their future wives; hopefully those girls, whoever they may be, won't be late.






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Sunday, December 7, 2008

Thanksgiving

I love Thanksgiving. It's my favorite holiday. Yes, I love it more than Christmas. I love the reason for Christmas more than the reason for Thanksgiving (although it's a close second), but there's something about the newness of the crisp, frosty air, the beauty of falling leaves, the wonderful smells of sage, thyme, nutmeg, and ginger, and the feeling of peace and contentment that comes from spending time with the people you love best, giving thanks and raising a toast to the season.

We had a special holiday this year. My friend, Sheila, and her two children, Amanda and Josh, came to visit. They joined us for the dinner Michael and I made for the Eby side of the family, and I roasted my biggest bird yet! A 25 pound gobbler. I didn't dry it out and it came out golden brown and yummy. And no, I didn't take a picture. Darn. But I have witnesses! Sheila has pictures on her camera of our feast...sadly I was too busy cookin'!

Then, they joined us for the Dolley celebration. My folks went through some impressive contortions in their dining/living room to get so many of us around the table. We ate, drank, and were definitely merry. We strolled down the hill to art studio of our local glass artisans and bought beautiful hand-blown ornaments for all the kids.
Good times.

Finck, Dolley, Thomas and Eby Cousins
I take zero credit for this pix. My cousin, Nicole snapped this cute shot. Thanks Nicole!
















Back: Evan, Colin, Cole, Luke
Front: Wyatt, Grace, Jack, Amanda
Stage Left (Off-camera): Liam



The Augustine' Family

Sheila n' Me





Wyatt, Amanda, Jack and Josh