I Eats Me Spinach/ Tasty Thursday

Popeye came to mind when I started to write this post. Maybe it's my age, but I loved watching Popeye back when we only had 3 channels and were lucky if it was in color.

That's a blog topic for another day.

Today I'm sharing some cooking fun I shared with a couple of my daycare children. Normally I'd post something like this over on the Honeysuckle Road blog. But Tasty Thursday surely could use some smiles like these.....

These two were more than eager to try one of the recipes from my found treasure

So fast forward to the page we chose for our cooking experience.

Taking a look at this 1932 version of a Spinach dish, I knew we could one-up this recipe to a more modern Quiche-like fare. So instead of the 2 eggs and 2 cups of cooked spinach,

I decided to go with 4 eggs (beaten until frothy),

1 cup of fresh, chopped spinach,

1/2 cup grated cheese.

(be sure to spray your baking dish with non-stick cooking spray,

or go with the 1930's buttering your pan)

 

With a little help from my friends, we ended up with a pretty yummy snack.

 

I can't talk about my time spent with the kids without going educational rogue on you.

So here goes my pitch on cooking and young children.

Areas of learning your young children can experience from helping you cook:

• Creativity - We learned a new name (Quiche) for an egg dish
• How Things Change - Seeing the difference between raw and cooked spinach
• Raising Self-Esteem - They CAN help chop leafy greens with kid-safe utensils
• Small Motor Control - Chopping, Filling, Pouring, Stirring,
• Math Skills - Measuring, Visually comparing portions & MY FAVORITE MATH SKILL.........

"SO Do You Want Seconds????"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Rachel's Email Salsa/Tasty Thursday

My daughters work in the adult world. Not at home all day with under age 7er's. And with that comes adult meetings where they eat adult foods. Not fish sticks, chicken nuggets and French fries. Thank the Lord! Because they bring home these wonderful recipes. So of course we make them.

For Tasty Thursday, I'm showing you one of the salsas we recently acquired and made. I even send a picture to my niece. She is known to eat Just One black eyed pea on New Years Day for her good luck. I'm hoping this will get her past the "one". You actually eat chips with this Evette!

 

Two versions. 1 with flash and one without.

Here's the email:

 



My Invention

Ever thought about creating or inventing something? Well, after all the weeks and weeks of rain the Central US is getting, I wondered why on earth we don't divert that flood water to California? Wouldn't it be just as easy as building an oil pipe line to Alaska??? Don't they want Lake Mead in Nevada refilled? And if they had an earthquake that broke the water pipe line, it would hurt the environment How???!! What on earth could be any worse to spend our money on. I mean look at the government waste. Water at least would matter to agriculture, and human existence for cryin out loud.

The President can sign tons of Executive orders for all kinds of changes that need to be made. Is there a monopoly on water? It falls from the sky. Plain and simple, it's for everyone.

With all the techno geeks out there, surely someone can figure this out.

I only have the idea.

Funny Thing, Those Comments

A Reflection is defined:
 

1.

the act of reflecting or the state of being reflected

2.

something reflected or the image so produced, as by a mirror

3.

careful or long consideration or thought

So, in my careful, but not long, observation, I am not as sure about the way the visiting other blogs is monitored as it was last year. Just wasn't feeling it. But I can honestly say I myself did go above and beyond visiting others nearly every day. I felt that the days when I visited way over 5 other blogs, it was ok to not see quite as many the next. After all, I know I'm not alone in working a full-time job while performing this challenge. And half the time I would find the blog hadn't yet posted a current letter so it ended up I could cover all the letters pretty well. I'm thankful for all the visits I received and supportive comments. Thanks to the hosts and co-hosts as well for making sure I had at least one comment. You were all great this year!

But how can I prove I was there other than the comments? How can anyone else tell? Is there an unknown app that tells the hosts and co-hosts who is really visiting others? Just wondering. I wouldn't want it to be like one of my husband's sting operations from his law enforcement days, but I do wonder how many people really did their part?

I did notice that certain posts were ignored by the titles I used. I find it funny that an occasional reference to religion was met with silence. I guess it's my bad for thinking it wouldn't offend anyone. But I'm thankful for the opportunity to speak my part on the topics I chose. I'm thankful not being forced to pick a category as I was not always going to write a post with a religious or musical reference. My jump-off point usually started with the song title I chose to perform. So maybe next year if I choose to perform a song with my banjo, I'll choose that category of (MU). But maybe not. I'm not sure I would have had as many responses. The banjo is often misunderstood due to certain stigmas such as the classic movie "Deliverance". And then there's the irritation I even feel when reading a post and am expected to watch a Youtube video. Yes, I admit it.There's not always enough time.

Is there a complaint in there? Just an itty-bitty one. I admit I don't always agree with a blogger's post, but I'd at least let them know I'd dropped in to read. Just common respect for their hard work in my opinion.

The high point of my blogging happened on Day 26 with Letter Z. I was delivering my "soap box" to the world hoping to help spread awareness to anyone willing to listen to my story of Vanishing White Matter Disease (and also to ask for prayers and hope). Someone had a family member with this terminal illness who was a part of our A to Z Challenge. A disease so rare that only about 30 children in the world have this illness. I was extremely humbled to say the least. To be able to help someone else in any way, even just sharing the links to learn more about the disease, to me, was the best reward possible.

My best regards to all my blogger friends, whether you are an aspiring writer, or just the everyday Joe like myself trying to make sense of this crazy world. Hope to see you all throughout the year. I'll be around.

P.S.
I was messaged this morning on Facebook saying my Letter Z post was shared on the Find a Cure for VWM Facebook page. This A to Z thing has such a domino effect. Many thanks to the founders and those who help keep it going!

Life is Too Short

Feelings that can come to pass when you have been singled out by your family.

1. Despair: "Finally, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, dwell on these things."
   Philippians 4:8
2. Anger: "Do not be eager in your heart to be angry, For anger resides in the bosom of fools."
   Ecclesiastes 7:9
3. Depression: "Do not fear, for I am with you; do not anxiously look about you, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, surely I will help you, surely I will uphold you with My righteous right hand."
   Isaiah 41:10
4. Grief: "Casting all your anxiety on Him, because He cares for you."
   1 Peter 5:7

 Yesterday at a local craft show while attending my booth there came along a lady who was reminiscing of yesteryear as she tasted the goodies from the booth next to ours. She described in great detail the recipes of her grandmother who was an immigrant of Austria and how it was rumored she was held for some time by the Royalty there for her great talent of baking and finally allowed to come to America. Great stuff. A story to be very proud of.

I said as much and said I hoped she had those wonderful recipes. The next thing I know she's telling me she is estranged from her sisters who have the book of recipes her grandmother had written them all down in and who won't allow her even copies of the recipes. Or copies of family photos. They won't even speak.

She was in tears slowly telling me more and more about wrongs of her siblings towards her and she was unaware of why they treated her this way. She talked about her brother near death but recovered and hearing about it from a family friend.

She offered her help in a family member's time of need and was firmly refused; given excuses that seemed sensible at the time, but revealed later by another friend as just another part of her alienation.

The story went on and on for about 45 minutes.
Ron, sitting there, was totally convinced we knew each other. I never learned her name.

We've all been in situations where someone is mad at us. My theory after losing my father at a young age:

Life Is Too Short

 





I'm not here to preach about wrongs and rights. Only about feelings.
During this upcoming holiday season, if you can lend an ear to someone, do it.

We all have struggles.

We all have been wronged.

We all feel pain.

And we all have the ability to lend some human spirit of caring to someone.

Pass It On.