tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90768680511657055192024-03-19T14:14:24.364-07:00Unexpected ArtistryPerfecting the Art of Living (writes her children)Connie Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09662298100916255604noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-45343815426231907562010-02-12T07:54:00.001-08:002010-02-12T10:39:16.313-08:00Magic Peanut Butter Cookies!<div>It was the super bowl and TJ started a tradition of everyone joining for the festivities. The men enjoyed the game and the women the commercials with lots and lots of food throughout the process. TJ missed it this year because he moved to Utah but we held it any way (not as much shouting from the family room, kind of calm) (TJ, you should think of joining us next year) I do like to try new recipes and this one jumped way off the page calling to me. I found the recipe on the web site Tasty Kitchen (The Pioneer Woman's outlet for the cooks that follow her), posted by <a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/tasty-kitchen/recipes/desserts/magic-peanut-butter-middles/">Karly Campbell</a> thanks Karly . It's my new favorite cookie. The recipe follows at the bottom of the page, or click on the link and go right to the recipe.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWkwAg13Bk2-Ak3RAkWcyNIUhgpWcqQJioZ94BwxNGt_eoOtG_m2d8abRX-bB6atBebPM_1GIPFJWyEc6xWb7aWwVnInaUEbSGj6WJroNscHObvO1sjAOrVv8ML6dKHXmMGo2_ok2OCz0/s1600-h/IMG_2071.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWkwAg13Bk2-Ak3RAkWcyNIUhgpWcqQJioZ94BwxNGt_eoOtG_m2d8abRX-bB6atBebPM_1GIPFJWyEc6xWb7aWwVnInaUEbSGj6WJroNscHObvO1sjAOrVv8ML6dKHXmMGo2_ok2OCz0/s400/IMG_2071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437406762263240850" /></a>I only changed one small way that they cookies were made and that is that she said to make 30 balls (cookies) but I found it easier to make them into 32 by dividing the dough into fourths, and then divide equally again and again until I had 32 of both the filling and the dough. I find this easier than guessing and making 30. What can I say I need structure, I'm not for much free form. OK, I have issues, but if you know me you already know that.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj9pvMSBt5HEgdKzEyNX5hxxiYbPJXd2eO_ogcKNRyvXyPdsr9TvVk-HIfDOuc-LJhzeg9JozOgTV_iir_Jf70czv3q4NB1UuierJTgXzxj-uQm_glCSTYeX2j-o1l2wA_VHvKdsiOHlc/s1600-h/IMG_2070.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj9pvMSBt5HEgdKzEyNX5hxxiYbPJXd2eO_ogcKNRyvXyPdsr9TvVk-HIfDOuc-LJhzeg9JozOgTV_iir_Jf70czv3q4NB1UuierJTgXzxj-uQm_glCSTYeX2j-o1l2wA_VHvKdsiOHlc/s400/IMG_2070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437406755313812786" /></a>Dividing the dough.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtgMP6UUF4cVxP-nZ2Idf-Ow-VgezK9slTRd9xlqUBlgGtXBWFh8qoNaY6MDiPpXInnz7GfHB26Z1DCFo4U5OYAqrweZ2yKtro_dY4MwCguMXpvaMkC1BU1v_xn_yMeqWq11ILu0pk6KI/s1600-h/IMG_2073.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtgMP6UUF4cVxP-nZ2Idf-Ow-VgezK9slTRd9xlqUBlgGtXBWFh8qoNaY6MDiPpXInnz7GfHB26Z1DCFo4U5OYAqrweZ2yKtro_dY4MwCguMXpvaMkC1BU1v_xn_yMeqWq11ILu0pk6KI/s400/IMG_2073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437406750982179922" /></a>Rolling the peanut butter/powdered sugar into balls for the filling. It is wonderfully yummy!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFpkQ5Q97VZrTCbIporqy_Hkrr2Ejg5OesLjuYJMesySedklPek4LytkIxo6pkTNBRJ4_X56Y0xjPh0O6vjArX-KgpbLef5bY3ohsLhtdUvtWDZI9UDhPIBDTOukWb1YWgRi69OcmqHDY/s1600-h/IMG_2072.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFpkQ5Q97VZrTCbIporqy_Hkrr2Ejg5OesLjuYJMesySedklPek4LytkIxo6pkTNBRJ4_X56Y0xjPh0O6vjArX-KgpbLef5bY3ohsLhtdUvtWDZI9UDhPIBDTOukWb1YWgRi69OcmqHDY/s400/IMG_2072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437406738916664354" /></a>My hands don't look so wrinkly on this side just a little pink and I thought that the undertone of my skin was yellowish.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRBL2Xtl95O7sFu3xwNkqiR3Zvwtu46MlJkk6NaKJyCi8FqJBC-1JL2g7UDJzSaFRTC8ZlWJ15w-XrlZPkIkNKwqy7Eroxf9_lJiSeTKvUUFM6c84BDSl3J-KzhKa7_TNBcBqsAuQabo4/s1600-h/IMG_2080.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRBL2Xtl95O7sFu3xwNkqiR3Zvwtu46MlJkk6NaKJyCi8FqJBC-1JL2g7UDJzSaFRTC8ZlWJ15w-XrlZPkIkNKwqy7Eroxf9_lJiSeTKvUUFM6c84BDSl3J-KzhKa7_TNBcBqsAuQabo4/s400/IMG_2080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437405607806904082" /></a>Make sure to completely cover the filling with the Chocolate/Peanut Butter cookie dough.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP-yvR0YZgGJmBXTWbvmms3Zm9JOvOWPIKlrjhX1ND6Gi4NesJ0HJPygIjpnyQwj1hLj2tZ7gHhQHpuZqygcoJZPRjscYn9S69gpsFwjlM6yvogH8laomtrtfHv_Jty5orepw920qkpiU/s1600-h/IMG_2075.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP-yvR0YZgGJmBXTWbvmms3Zm9JOvOWPIKlrjhX1ND6Gi4NesJ0HJPygIjpnyQwj1hLj2tZ7gHhQHpuZqygcoJZPRjscYn9S69gpsFwjlM6yvogH8laomtrtfHv_Jty5orepw920qkpiU/s400/IMG_2075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437405597313694002" /></a>I then placed them seam side down on my cookie sheet. I love, love, love my silpat mats. I ordered them from ebay (huge ones, and then cut them exactly to fit my cookie sheets, all four of them) boy do they make cooking and removing cookies easy. I also use them for candy making, just pour the candy or carmel corn or whatever you don't want to stick out on the sheet, this way you save having to butter a pan and save a few calories so that you can have more cookies or candy, it's a win/win and easy.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmWEgavczB0QstYupFnrLKCZPZWy9B7igaE_ItxSye9ZhsZg1r-ejxy_eaOWKwnaB_04irbj9CxoohyphenhyphenCHyIHF-tw41tBQn4KfNxo1FZAUqLmmAvEGKgewzRCdYIxrKk16qcoyS7jbxFvA/s1600-h/IMG_2076.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmWEgavczB0QstYupFnrLKCZPZWy9B7igaE_ItxSye9ZhsZg1r-ejxy_eaOWKwnaB_04irbj9CxoohyphenhyphenCHyIHF-tw41tBQn4KfNxo1FZAUqLmmAvEGKgewzRCdYIxrKk16qcoyS7jbxFvA/s400/IMG_2076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437405584462628962" /></a>Then I dipped a glass in granulated sugar and gently pressed down on the dough and you get great looking and tasting cookies.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmqtGRW1UvpP6e4lQrDWG7Y3iIky9mUxCgZVf-__l9_ut8buEGgGQQZfPKvuiiU0kLM1MZvr3FbEEFX1Gwy-EplwN3O0Ut1CZI6E7zIyH3B-2II6RmCQv5FZasHlLM4A9Fby4HnQfUBwQ/s1600-h/IMG_2082.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmqtGRW1UvpP6e4lQrDWG7Y3iIky9mUxCgZVf-__l9_ut8buEGgGQQZfPKvuiiU0kLM1MZvr3FbEEFX1Gwy-EplwN3O0Ut1CZI6E7zIyH3B-2II6RmCQv5FZasHlLM4A9Fby4HnQfUBwQ/s400/IMG_2082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437405012706508738" /></a>Out of the oven and ready for their fate of making us smile and say yum.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7A4Hwx2XCNmJWPts4c9coPKqwBPKZwQjYLg8w2UQUBN8kqcfyb8LBtBUClpUfob9g6aCs3_v3eyVu2Il3USFR8R0-XND1ANSjP77smE-uvY4P8w-NsXElFeVUSMNBgzn2Rm009VGAZAE/s1600-h/IMG_2091.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7A4Hwx2XCNmJWPts4c9coPKqwBPKZwQjYLg8w2UQUBN8kqcfyb8LBtBUClpUfob9g6aCs3_v3eyVu2Il3USFR8R0-XND1ANSjP77smE-uvY4P8w-NsXElFeVUSMNBgzn2Rm009VGAZAE/s400/IMG_2091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437405002344337346" /></a>Putting out the cookies for the game, see I'm leaving another spot for the other two types of cookies that I made.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEganJTUgukmxQ5_z-CTCI-3IzUg5yDbhyphenhyphenxPQHH86Po3SvOQfw9iNo3TKABrIpWsmeoXGOomDdn20ttxnpBcSfNQ_HPCj-iZDBwzlPyPQigtXsQ3rbC0UqxNSNfgqrzJGdUuqKmKivrD5CY/s1600-h/IMG_2085.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEganJTUgukmxQ5_z-CTCI-3IzUg5yDbhyphenhyphenxPQHH86Po3SvOQfw9iNo3TKABrIpWsmeoXGOomDdn20ttxnpBcSfNQ_HPCj-iZDBwzlPyPQigtXsQ3rbC0UqxNSNfgqrzJGdUuqKmKivrD5CY/s400/IMG_2085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437404994285466002" /></a>One bite leads to another, and soon they are all gone. Just look at the creamy filling surrounded by a crunchy chocolate/peanut butter cookie. I know you want some!! Better get cooking, it's not too late today.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCilQRvlB7A_IUCcbAhlXcS3e_LFDiUAWE9n_WQuF2F8IdpS8cOiqrwe3smush7JRMdAAibkL6g9L71OesLy8spfjpJJE9YAwhuSL7ObW-V1wHC3tuViDKTo5lfDfBUrNlWi4AHoRFduI/s1600-h/IMG_2087.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCilQRvlB7A_IUCcbAhlXcS3e_LFDiUAWE9n_WQuF2F8IdpS8cOiqrwe3smush7JRMdAAibkL6g9L71OesLy8spfjpJJE9YAwhuSL7ObW-V1wHC3tuViDKTo5lfDfBUrNlWi4AHoRFduI/s400/IMG_2087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437404980156932178" /></a>Just wanted to add this picture, it's our new glasses, yes!! we needed new glasses. I love dishes/glasses and this set was calling our name it's a Riedel, they are crystal but-- a new crystal without lead-- instead they add titanium and their feel is so light yet strong (a little on the pricy side). They are wonderful. Doesn't the milk (in the previous picture) look perfect in the glass?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjibpw2hmi8Gpymczo4MvmFeypH4mALBFv-p89tNYuVIyner2GNlsn_49j0Idfr_q1xLTs0fR6yfESuLYEQx74KCDuQvZbhM5aVXXZURkvJQWixeZ7u6FGfENjS3AIs-sPOBZzcRdxXf3w/s1600-h/IMG_2086.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjibpw2hmi8Gpymczo4MvmFeypH4mALBFv-p89tNYuVIyner2GNlsn_49j0Idfr_q1xLTs0fR6yfESuLYEQx74KCDuQvZbhM5aVXXZURkvJQWixeZ7u6FGfENjS3AIs-sPOBZzcRdxXf3w/s400/IMG_2086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437404971701438130" /></a>ENJOY!!<br /><div><!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:18.0pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops: 11.0pt .5in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:12.0pt;color:#585A5A;">Magic Peanut Butter Cookies<o:p></o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in;line-height:18.0pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:11.0pt .5in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;">FOR THE COOKIES:<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.5in;line-height:18.0pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:11.0pt .5in;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Arial; mso-fareast-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">•<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span><span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;">1-½ cup All-purpose Flour<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.5in;line-height:18.0pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:11.0pt .5in;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Arial; mso-fareast-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">•<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span><span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;">½ cups Cocoa Powder<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.5in;line-height:18.0pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:11.0pt .5in;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Arial; mso-fareast-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">•<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span><span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;">½ teaspoons Baking Soda<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.5in;line-height:18.0pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:11.0pt .5in;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Arial; mso-fareast-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">•<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span><span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;">½ cups White Sugar<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.5in;line-height:18.0pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:11.0pt .5in;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Arial; mso-fareast-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">•<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span><span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;">½ cups Packed Brown Sugar<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.5in;line-height:18.0pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:11.0pt .5in;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Arial; mso-fareast-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">•<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span><span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;">½ cups Butter<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.5in;line-height:18.0pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:11.0pt .5in;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Arial; mso-fareast-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">•<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span><span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;">¼ cups Peanut Butter<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.5in;line-height:18.0pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:11.0pt .5in;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Arial; mso-fareast-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">•<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span><span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;">1 teaspoon Vanilla Extract<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.5in;line-height:18.0pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:11.0pt .5in;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Arial; mso-fareast-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">•<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span><span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;">1 whole Egg<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.5in;line-height:18.0pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:11.0pt .5in;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Arial; mso-fareast-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">•<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span><span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;">_____<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.5in;line-height:18.0pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:11.0pt .5in;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Arial; mso-fareast-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">•<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span><span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;">FOR THE PEANUT BUTTER FILLING:<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.5in;line-height:18.0pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:11.0pt .5in;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Arial; mso-fareast-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">•<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span><span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;">¾ cups Powdered Sugar<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.5in;line-height:18.0pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:11.0pt .5in;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Arial; mso-fareast-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">•<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span><span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;">¾ cups Peanut Butter<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:18.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;">Preheat oven to 375 degrees.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:18.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;">In a small bowl, mix together the flour, cocoa powder, and baking soda. In a large bowl, beat together the sugars, butter, and 1/4 cup of peanut butter until light and fluffy. Beat in vanilla and egg. Slowly mix in the flour mixture. Set aside.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:18.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;">For the peanut butter filling, combine confectioners’ sugar and 3/4 cup peanut butter. Beat together well. Roll filling into 32 small balls. Try to keep the balls all the same size—around 1 inch.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi- font-family:Arial;color:#585A5A;">For each cookie, use 1 tablespoon of chocolate dough and roll into a ball (32). Squish the ball of chocolate dough flat and place a peanut butter ball in the center. Wrap the chocolate dough up and around the peanut butter ball to completely cover. Place 2 inches apart on a baking sheet. Dip the bottom of a glass into white sugar and use the cup to lightly flatten the cookie balls. Bake for 7-9 minutes.</span></p> <!--EndFragment--> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Connie Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09662298100916255604noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-73150970571291454362010-01-23T10:58:00.000-08:002010-01-23T11:21:11.938-08:00Lassi!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2FHpGxKsvQUuh8u8XdcIkKzwAG3adUc3zjpckGzWx3XSCPu1ShZp-E-h5cTUHBKcoUblvJKkcljHjWm-YROfSghkpm-byYtHY5-9COneibae7iyk92h-DoHXOyq2nhXvN-6AFrAa4mXY/s1600-h/IMG_1729.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2FHpGxKsvQUuh8u8XdcIkKzwAG3adUc3zjpckGzWx3XSCPu1ShZp-E-h5cTUHBKcoUblvJKkcljHjWm-YROfSghkpm-byYtHY5-9COneibae7iyk92h-DoHXOyq2nhXvN-6AFrAa4mXY/s320/IMG_1729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430016539144302338" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxpABOZipSrEj_PENWFmK3ZtSkPv65sUjc5MjlRWbpVQJ5LbgVkWSLtcbjNEfVlwsVYRY9nWm_kGUzW2pMMVST4EoX7xqVRNo-07s4A7ejRl77zcfvA3aKSHEAcNu3mBuUyQsewgPZn1k/s1600-h/IMG_1973.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxpABOZipSrEj_PENWFmK3ZtSkPv65sUjc5MjlRWbpVQJ5LbgVkWSLtcbjNEfVlwsVYRY9nWm_kGUzW2pMMVST4EoX7xqVRNo-07s4A7ejRl77zcfvA3aKSHEAcNu3mBuUyQsewgPZn1k/s320/IMG_1973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430016527363441378" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Here is the recipe that I used to create the Lassi for Connie's Indian feast a couple of weeks ago . . .<br /><br /><span style="color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span><b style=""><br /><br />Bhanu Hajratwala’s Mango Lassi<o:p></o:p></b> <p class="MsoNormal">Serves 4-6</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">1 big can (30oz) of sweetened mango pulp</p> <p class="MsoNormal">3 cups of buttermilk</p> <p class="MsoNormal">1 cup water</p> <p class="MsoNormal">5 Tbsp sugar</p> <p class="MsoNormal">pinch of saffron (optional, but recommended)</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style=""><span style="">1.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]-->Blend all ingredients together. (note: if your blender can’t handle all the liquid at once—then put in half the mango, half the buttermilk, all the sugar and the pinch of saffron to make sure the sugar is dissolved and the saffron blended.<span style=""> </span>Then you can add the rest of the mango, buttermilk and water to the blended stuff in a pitcher and just give it a good stir.)</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style=""><span style="">2.<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span style=""> </span>Serve over ice or well chilled.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"><o:p></o:p>Don’t you love a simple recipe sometimes?<span style=""> </span>I don’t know why every other Lassi recipe I’ve seen has been made with yogurt—the buttermilk is way better in it and the pinch of saffron is just brilliant.<span style=""> </span>It gives it a little exotic aftertaste that is not really place able, but really makes the Lassi special.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Enjoy!!!</span></span></span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="color: black;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <!--EndFragment-->mark hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13701386413844776447noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-41637764431967361502009-12-17T08:09:00.000-08:002009-12-17T08:22:19.008-08:00Banana Brunch Cake<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinwxe5yWlw69Q6Pvad2IvmkwSBdcAi8H0tIJw5AoX9rwyhICzyYVHcEOBEaLTb59mxq6hdLs3uATOeJ9YHBQ68iCFL0CwN7oF92Xl8NA9c-DCNepkZbc0RNlPK_1VlnwjkXS0UkoriSK8/s1600-h/IMG_1196.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinwxe5yWlw69Q6Pvad2IvmkwSBdcAi8H0tIJw5AoX9rwyhICzyYVHcEOBEaLTb59mxq6hdLs3uATOeJ9YHBQ68iCFL0CwN7oF92Xl8NA9c-DCNepkZbc0RNlPK_1VlnwjkXS0UkoriSK8/s320/IMG_1196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416238501166841762" /></a><br /><div><br />I (Mark) don't bake that often. I have this favorite recipe that is worth sharing: enjoy!<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Banana Brunch Cake</div><div>_______________</div><div><br /></div><div>1/2 C. butter ( I use canola oil to cut down my cholesterol)</div><div>1 C. sugar</div><div>2 eggs</div><div>1 C. mashed bananas</div><div>1/2 C. sour cream</div><div>1/4 tsp. vanilla</div><div><br /></div><div>2 C. flour</div><div>1 tsp. baking powder</div><div>1 tsp. baking soda</div><div>1/4 tsp. salt</div><div><br /></div><div>Cream butter and sugar together beating constantly. Beat eggs in one at a time. Mix in banana, sour cream, and vanilla.</div><div>Sift together flour, baking powder, baking soda, and salt. Fold into creamed mixture just until moistened.</div><div>Sprinkle 1/2 topping into a well greased bundt pan. Spoon 1/2 batter over topping. Sprinkle remaining topping over batter, then cover with remaining batter.</div><div>Bake @ 350 degrees for 45-55 minutes.</div><div>When baked let cool for about 5 minutes then turn out upside onto a plate to finish cooling.</div><div><br /></div><div>Topping</div><div>_________</div><div>1/2 C. chopped nuts</div><div>1/4 C. sugar</div><div>1/2 tsp. cinnamon ( I always add more!) </div></div>mark hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13701386413844776447noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-83087095872561967882009-12-13T15:24:00.001-08:002009-12-13T19:26:58.552-08:00Scott's Graduation from CSUSB in Accounting!<div><br /></div><div>Saturday, December 12, 2009</div><div><b>Scott Mark Hendrickson</b> walked in his commencement ceremony for his completion of his Bachelors of Science in Accounting from California State University San Bernardino. His finished his schooling in August and already has his diploma but got the opportunity to walk. He graduated with Honors!!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaHOzUNZ6ZXSHHBzeO0HkryE_DEeplB5wS5jr1VAatx_pjehIBoAXD0kFfaT837PwuGKM34fzz6hnj8-EY61zxe825fjGC9H_UdJGDNc0h97plVllFw9bxav22bAlMbesYcUrLoWB1JZk/s1600-h/IMG_1117.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaHOzUNZ6ZXSHHBzeO0HkryE_DEeplB5wS5jr1VAatx_pjehIBoAXD0kFfaT837PwuGKM34fzz6hnj8-EY61zxe825fjGC9H_UdJGDNc0h97plVllFw9bxav22bAlMbesYcUrLoWB1JZk/s400/IMG_1117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414866188870965730" /></a>Scott and Amanda--both glad that this part of his schooling is done. Now his 4 CPA tests to pass!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK5yZRN4VIs3TpDVGzRLh5NjFw5JbftD1Jag620RQp7W7JyNpGFF0AbrRX8whB1cluHsDf3bzDknHv4UzVYGpoGtVuW44ZXKUxN5kbOrXs31MSWqhj9RevaiBgVNMCDecHmeaaMNV5-2E/s1600-h/IMG_1126.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK5yZRN4VIs3TpDVGzRLh5NjFw5JbftD1Jag620RQp7W7JyNpGFF0AbrRX8whB1cluHsDf3bzDknHv4UzVYGpoGtVuW44ZXKUxN5kbOrXs31MSWqhj9RevaiBgVNMCDecHmeaaMNV5-2E/s400/IMG_1126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414866181488701842" /></a>Here he is with his money donors.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3hyphenhyphenjtzVdPmiv5-mWhXbdQ4erf43ZvhrKAs5l65TLRDLO9PzO2s7sz5lVxxYoEMxdT05iQVGTQ8oLW_VNoC6EgmMaUVcNrYVPvWHx6RfkT9MdS2YjgOmsIg48G_suyT7eDDYzcfFZf0kQ/s1600-h/IMG_1124.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3hyphenhyphenjtzVdPmiv5-mWhXbdQ4erf43ZvhrKAs5l65TLRDLO9PzO2s7sz5lVxxYoEMxdT05iQVGTQ8oLW_VNoC6EgmMaUVcNrYVPvWHx6RfkT9MdS2YjgOmsIg48G_suyT7eDDYzcfFZf0kQ/s400/IMG_1124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414866172122244274" /></a>Grandparents Bill & Jean Fiet--, his sister Jodi and her husband Robby were also there being very supportive (didn't download a pic, sorry).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJCqmO3NmaJGV4JTjx5h68EBsbuc0X85USUOh2-Po1stNEIjdlxHOTXiwya7JiH354DHM6HtVPbIzz1OecH5BtcBzh4aSzb_K9BTfjeemrd_edktGhZtuYmc-N0mzbyJprGfGJtSL3AcM/s1600-h/IMG_1125.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJCqmO3NmaJGV4JTjx5h68EBsbuc0X85USUOh2-Po1stNEIjdlxHOTXiwya7JiH354DHM6HtVPbIzz1OecH5BtcBzh4aSzb_K9BTfjeemrd_edktGhZtuYmc-N0mzbyJprGfGJtSL3AcM/s400/IMG_1125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414866162876381730" /></a>Also his In-laws Ken and Penny Marks, Ken's parents (oops, don't know their first names) Grandma & Grandpa Marks, and Amanda's brother Cameron were there.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlucBpGC7i2pfwRyj0jVWA6iWsGEkBMmkgynsQD26v8ODJ1gPFAZWbRa1WTnP_6bLe4UuJDZbfjCulcuft5bV2FVHzeI2uCNGMintzRkYk1rw_6-f4RoTzXDLaTWLQOhLnAUAVDx-s3fE/s1600-h/IMG_1134.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlucBpGC7i2pfwRyj0jVWA6iWsGEkBMmkgynsQD26v8ODJ1gPFAZWbRa1WTnP_6bLe4UuJDZbfjCulcuft5bV2FVHzeI2uCNGMintzRkYk1rw_6-f4RoTzXDLaTWLQOhLnAUAVDx-s3fE/s400/IMG_1134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414866157084454802" /></a>And the man of the hour with a rainbow of tassels and ribbons around his <b>honored</b> neck. If you watch the 3 minute video you will see that he was the very first one of the day to receive his bachelors degree. (masters program went first, but he was the first undergrad to walk.)<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4zZuvq3GLe4&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4zZuvq3GLe4&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Connie Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09662298100916255604noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-51058680427616057772009-11-11T13:28:00.000-08:002009-11-11T13:56:47.080-08:00Finley's Quilt<div>I was a little behind on the Grandkids quilts. I finished Caleb's and then I did a mad dash to get a quilt made for Finley. Jodi helped me pick the <a href="http://www.modabakeshop.com/2009/01/sultry-jelly-roll-project-sheet.html">pattern</a> and I had a roll of "Jelly Roll" fabric by Moda so it actually went pretty quick. I agonize way to much over fabric choice when I'm working on a quilt and then when I'm finished I feel fabric retarded, so this took all of the stress out fabric choice. A Jelly Roll is 40 - 2 1/2 inch wide strips x 42 inches long of coordinating fabric sold as a roll. Already cut and matched, the easy way out, and I took it.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFUCDbFFeTxHYlRYwL2g9GJ9MVuXk_v2RZrbDwds_Z01L4c-yYylkcRACH2yWPZaPAuCdVXFZWPZQk8VDPIbmo8c4p0ynSnDyxvzUD6Y7KW81ta9KiWISVMh4IyHmIXAB1K66yto_-qPk/s1600-h/IMG_9493.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFUCDbFFeTxHYlRYwL2g9GJ9MVuXk_v2RZrbDwds_Z01L4c-yYylkcRACH2yWPZaPAuCdVXFZWPZQk8VDPIbmo8c4p0ynSnDyxvzUD6Y7KW81ta9KiWISVMh4IyHmIXAB1K66yto_-qPk/s400/IMG_9493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402961864675065426" /></a>Here is the finished quilt, it had 5 "Braids" of alternating fabric I really tried to be random when sewing another fabric to the braid. I finished it off with a small pink 1 inch border, and then added polished cotton pink stripe with a small white lace in-between. I like the look but I don't know why with all my weirdness the border seemed a little wavy. I don't like wavy! I like straight!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhluIJFq5C_WPyt8RWaP-2DEw-qr9fu7nQI8K8DJrlSfiu6vG7tHbwOTSliskXZS9zdlhCYopeeSi8a1p-QDSUew2a5Xah0JsehPlfgA1sMCPylcdfVvhqdtO9NmUn9yJGDjnXPuTwUEAc/s1600-h/IMG_9777.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhluIJFq5C_WPyt8RWaP-2DEw-qr9fu7nQI8K8DJrlSfiu6vG7tHbwOTSliskXZS9zdlhCYopeeSi8a1p-QDSUew2a5Xah0JsehPlfgA1sMCPylcdfVvhqdtO9NmUn9yJGDjnXPuTwUEAc/s400/IMG_9777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402961857321645330" /></a>This pic is actually before it was finished and I was pinning the "sandwich" together on the parlor floor so that i could machine quilt it.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYipIOY7tdO9k-t9BSon-I65NfsAhlXaROlYSP2mnIO9JlOOtiGm5UrtdtkQL5KsFNPKRox1mGfAMeKOKqc0zaToCtJaaqf4Os2RrGsIYRYHUHBAHSJebC9mwmZPNDicKbqQJjlAIH9bc/s1600-h/IMG_9778.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYipIOY7tdO9k-t9BSon-I65NfsAhlXaROlYSP2mnIO9JlOOtiGm5UrtdtkQL5KsFNPKRox1mGfAMeKOKqc0zaToCtJaaqf4Os2RrGsIYRYHUHBAHSJebC9mwmZPNDicKbqQJjlAIH9bc/s400/IMG_9778.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402961846212413954" /></a>Finley with her quilt.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOk5937NSs7vtRBjZOcx0yRmlI4LtE4MC_Qgcon8kTOma7dWf8SVPChkA7kjwpxXaGeCA7yqoI904-ByaiQLsldDm_ATyDy5XHbRVKA1FW7NKOAHOAD6AaBTAb2L2beVeucF6Dea1HQOE/s1600-h/IMG_9793.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOk5937NSs7vtRBjZOcx0yRmlI4LtE4MC_Qgcon8kTOma7dWf8SVPChkA7kjwpxXaGeCA7yqoI904-ByaiQLsldDm_ATyDy5XHbRVKA1FW7NKOAHOAD6AaBTAb2L2beVeucF6Dea1HQOE/s400/IMG_9793.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402961844858900994" /></a>I hope the it brings her happiness and warmth for many years to come. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQFsBfet1RR-zdqAupm3WThg5BmxmXpuXmJcY2uL92r6_toCRzPEoWa_dWleTYeYT84jEef8mCqi5iT8LjNjd79COjB3Cq2UzO3QXpurG9ftpC2YstNKMkWdiuiejltGJEM8PzxkH91Lc/s1600-h/IMG_1267.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQFsBfet1RR-zdqAupm3WThg5BmxmXpuXmJcY2uL92r6_toCRzPEoWa_dWleTYeYT84jEef8mCqi5iT8LjNjd79COjB3Cq2UzO3QXpurG9ftpC2YstNKMkWdiuiejltGJEM8PzxkH91Lc/s400/IMG_1267.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402961834467658706" /></a>Finley even seemed to like the color choice and appears to be looking and picking out her favorite fabric in the quilt. I love you forever Finley.Connie Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09662298100916255604noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-47960620480011520932009-10-09T18:58:00.000-07:002009-10-09T19:17:45.247-07:00She's At it Again!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghRz4AxwNTW0Q1Jfa93ynIKQv3zgH9vBQdR6ME_NPiReRAtmRYqSVxDMglyXNu3pnINDGMhHKU8aVUblI8K4Sl1GWr9gQSKhbNJzlbRiTnN-2Dx7W3Vk0IJN9q_jF4bQb6rAlIcaV_pd8/s1600-h/IMG_9875.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghRz4AxwNTW0Q1Jfa93ynIKQv3zgH9vBQdR6ME_NPiReRAtmRYqSVxDMglyXNu3pnINDGMhHKU8aVUblI8K4Sl1GWr9gQSKhbNJzlbRiTnN-2Dx7W3Vk0IJN9q_jF4bQb6rAlIcaV_pd8/s320/IMG_9875.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390787272291562098" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghcnbUNidq-zcwuBVET8ja0C62-Ob_dxND2kUEBAZ3G6c46_jw9mnGLVfAONBYuy4BXXVzD16ZBcS7zH9vEFVH9_vrHQWlYqYcpkaq_ZATwmMZzZpkXVjn1v2fwmZ6JW-EkSPBL1xJs7k/s1600-h/IMG_9879.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghcnbUNidq-zcwuBVET8ja0C62-Ob_dxND2kUEBAZ3G6c46_jw9mnGLVfAONBYuy4BXXVzD16ZBcS7zH9vEFVH9_vrHQWlYqYcpkaq_ZATwmMZzZpkXVjn1v2fwmZ6JW-EkSPBL1xJs7k/s1600-h/IMG_9879.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; ">Tonight Connie was serving a dinner for The Stake President's from around the area and visiting General Authorities. They were gathered for some priesthood training and Connie was in charge of the dinner! She feeds the sisters of the stake spiritually, gives them counsel and guidance, and often feeds others at a variety of functions! She just fed all the sisters before the General Women's Broadcast, and now this tonight! She is, what we sometimes call, the RS caterer.</span></a><div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjum0RVDpnEH84A5hr6upVg8v-Ii1__wbTfAP5JuRal8gRSAGbYeFAKqStkZiFOxBSyG8DMF5d1k51VRGRS1de-Rh82-tUqn-iTi1teLQlKpqTn5ZaqTOnA5I74WLvdtFhspvJRoB2sKzU/s1600-h/IMG_9876.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjum0RVDpnEH84A5hr6upVg8v-Ii1__wbTfAP5JuRal8gRSAGbYeFAKqStkZiFOxBSyG8DMF5d1k51VRGRS1de-Rh82-tUqn-iTi1teLQlKpqTn5ZaqTOnA5I74WLvdtFhspvJRoB2sKzU/s320/IMG_9876.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390787262596256370" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0UV_YpMrzxfnMUlRb2cqQvpPY51Mb4h4ljQqeXnFb0TejtfUY8cmuC0LcMhkVW4ISXQrD7srYZfgxib5PhPcJ4ZIWii2o7-NKDYBoYfguGQxZVmbSDFtUgzSrgTK7dHItmTL_v7J-sfI/s1600-h/IMG_9878.JPG"><img style="float:left; 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I know it's been about three weeks, but I had to post this. The Baird's haven't even seen it yet. Aidan made friends with a girl and she was playing on the beach with him, A huge wave came up (washed alot of peoples stuff away, not ours yeah!) and it made a huge puddle (for lack of a better word) close by and the played there for quite a while. Then she had this great idea. Boy did Adian have fun, and a little fright, but they did this several times with Aidan always asking for more, she was patient. Enjoy the wild man.</div>Connie Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09662298100916255604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-86515670847135404572009-09-29T21:00:00.000-07:002009-09-29T21:14:01.133-07:00Summer Concert Series! Music<div>This summer we were able to go to several concerts (boy are we varied) and had a great time enjoying the music, the entertainment, and the wonderful friends who shared these evenings with us. Here is a banner from the last concert, it seemed appropriate!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0t4mZz8ZxQ1Qh8HjD-DI0oFJRvpIjcS-_O6m_D4XoM7xXVDpm-B8TiCN8FBf83o5kNzZ3X-67NZ6Z4tCZpScZi3FQHWL_NSpi1EzcdjvnLZgFu9h5IgF0Ny0UP88U9z-Za2DNjgY1mrI/s1600-h/IMG_9273_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0t4mZz8ZxQ1Qh8HjD-DI0oFJRvpIjcS-_O6m_D4XoM7xXVDpm-B8TiCN8FBf83o5kNzZ3X-67NZ6Z4tCZpScZi3FQHWL_NSpi1EzcdjvnLZgFu9h5IgF0Ny0UP88U9z-Za2DNjgY1mrI/s400/IMG_9273_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387090525666657202" /></a>We attended the LA County Fair on opening day to see Al Green and the Spinners in concert. The LA Fair in always an experience. We did a lot of the usual things, the Art building, looking in the buildings for all of the winners in their varied entries, the flowers, looking for Piggy Wigglies (never found them), a tradition we couldn't continue, how sad (it's true Utah daughters, no Piggy Wigglies). But we did find Chocolate covered Bacon, but alas it didn't have the appeal for me. Here we are waiting sooo patiently in our seats. Notice the corn dog.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmQJyrHLuHGXSXR5W6rZDsiC5SGz_l5tVO9lDrcoaZ7x5eYGNjrftr4BLq95jFAxqX8hq2CQ_irblDaNpO1_JcAkH7SCF-MaWTB2HP_QypVbdb_VBPPL_plVDto_ALEw_dVUov6uIjfCI/s1600-h/IMG_9272.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmQJyrHLuHGXSXR5W6rZDsiC5SGz_l5tVO9lDrcoaZ7x5eYGNjrftr4BLq95jFAxqX8hq2CQ_irblDaNpO1_JcAkH7SCF-MaWTB2HP_QypVbdb_VBPPL_plVDto_ALEw_dVUov6uIjfCI/s400/IMG_9272.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387089832939244690" /></a>Here is a pic of "The Spinners" they were very good at motivating the crowd. We did get to see and enjoy all that they had to offer.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5qafH6P6NeVMmRynftFldHMYtOLN4fy_uFR_2LTu1qpTsioq-_mHzat7vnGBaltNXj9BjWaJqmZ7n52HjLQ2dwCQ9NoqFwX2numdrZ9ennMGnzh7L0giMlKJeIJPlb4g0tTvumvHhZI8/s1600-h/IMG_9282.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5qafH6P6NeVMmRynftFldHMYtOLN4fy_uFR_2LTu1qpTsioq-_mHzat7vnGBaltNXj9BjWaJqmZ7n52HjLQ2dwCQ9NoqFwX2numdrZ9ennMGnzh7L0giMlKJeIJPlb4g0tTvumvHhZI8/s400/IMG_9282.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387089825790811074" /></a>Who could not enjoy yellow suits? But with our seating situation during Al Green we heard him but couldn't see him, lots of Gospel, lots of his great deep voice. It was a fun night. Here is the true pic of the night, the fair in all of it's glory, complete with fair food.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnwJJ9QA5dgCU5UeLXBgOatcrofE9FgDSWxGbi1Zv71Lrtazrp7E_X_0NXC79ToeFY9M8iVgp6pezcdaRJWuD6nYUWhd2eG6FK0e3aCBsuXSFE_TPqitbo_PxfrkqCi14agPMsuUIbfrU/s1600-h/IMG_9299.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnwJJ9QA5dgCU5UeLXBgOatcrofE9FgDSWxGbi1Zv71Lrtazrp7E_X_0NXC79ToeFY9M8iVgp6pezcdaRJWuD6nYUWhd2eG6FK0e3aCBsuXSFE_TPqitbo_PxfrkqCi14agPMsuUIbfrU/s400/IMG_9299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387089818714923698" /></a><br /><div>In between these concerts we went to see <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Chicago and Earth, Wind & Fire, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">at the</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Ontario Convention Center. No pics of the event but we really did go. </span></span></span></b>We went with the Ellsworth's and the Kirtley's. If you know me you know I really like Chicago, but I was disappointed, they sounded like a cover band, not the band of my youth. I had tickets to Chicago when I was 16 but wasn't able to go (you know teen age drama, boys) and I have been waiting a long time to finally see them in concert but something happened, they turned old! and many members were missing. Yikes. I thoroughly enjoyed Earth, Wind & Fire, particularly the percussion guy. Great entertainment, great stage presence. Speaking of entertainment there was a women close to the stage dancing, and her moves were indescribable and entertaining, laughs are always good.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_WahtPE9mfIUidkBrC8v3HlZqC06QvVpGBh5VrUrWuwNhIPNV2U3nr75O002nY-p1_gdelYFYABq5zKB7ucnx3e_x3UZvLIu2NicCmV1PpZEXYofJhjUJKHH0awXkN8jUsUDiihktDXg/s1600-h/IMG_5923+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_WahtPE9mfIUidkBrC8v3HlZqC06QvVpGBh5VrUrWuwNhIPNV2U3nr75O002nY-p1_gdelYFYABq5zKB7ucnx3e_x3UZvLIu2NicCmV1PpZEXYofJhjUJKHH0awXkN8jUsUDiihktDXg/s400/IMG_5923+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373269446410786434" /></a>OK, so I alluded to our trip to the Hollywood bowl to see Aretha, and we went to the Hollywood Bowl again last night to see Diana Krall so I'm going to combine pictures from the two because I didn't take a camera either time and Lisa did the first time , so I stole some pics off her web site and Tada! here they are. It was a great night with great friends. The Gamboa's, The Kirtley's and us, what fun, what great music. We all contributed to our meal in the park (part of the Hollywood Bowl tradition) and the food was great which added to the evening.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2xZfgD_n5EMsUh5FKJcDJ_LHCVEmI1ID1W60TM6g-YaI5wtYJ5HanLwA7LQlPdMTlZeE1jBcSx29p0WhZxbxLEUQwt6RmVnUaZUCDexl0dZY8CPuokk3D-bQP1VUVoKbplsaQDb4LRnw/s1600-h/IMG_5919.JPG.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2xZfgD_n5EMsUh5FKJcDJ_LHCVEmI1ID1W60TM6g-YaI5wtYJ5HanLwA7LQlPdMTlZeE1jBcSx29p0WhZxbxLEUQwt6RmVnUaZUCDexl0dZY8CPuokk3D-bQP1VUVoKbplsaQDb4LRnw/s400/IMG_5919.JPG.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373269438776191378" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZHUsxxkHhnaPQWltCTY_L3L9y88BCTTPq1a80dK830bz76nap64W44ZyOFBpp6he0dmXAt11X3NZwQitnFGG2Er4JoSDjz5hBUOR4YWGJkFUSUY4pgrAuYOQHyvB91m_FG_BCuo-DRvo/s1600-h/IMG_5921+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZHUsxxkHhnaPQWltCTY_L3L9y88BCTTPq1a80dK830bz76nap64W44ZyOFBpp6he0dmXAt11X3NZwQitnFGG2Er4JoSDjz5hBUOR4YWGJkFUSUY4pgrAuYOQHyvB91m_FG_BCuo-DRvo/s400/IMG_5921+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373269427410712322" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEges5Vk4RgFvZMU4tFmnJfIHf9F-fnmOUr6p_DCbN8IiBTK7F_lNqkqeAB95HKh-zr1izGqtDhu3A5DlsFn2mfNb1USculuq3AM-IzWYpqRAjIUEey1nRH9azXZOouz_EP5C7QCJgg5yBc/s1600-h/image_1145525_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEges5Vk4RgFvZMU4tFmnJfIHf9F-fnmOUr6p_DCbN8IiBTK7F_lNqkqeAB95HKh-zr1izGqtDhu3A5DlsFn2mfNb1USculuq3AM-IzWYpqRAjIUEey1nRH9azXZOouz_EP5C7QCJgg5yBc/s400/image_1145525_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373256868355871794" /></a>Looks almost like a Barbie Dress, I said almost! If was a very warm evening, and she wore the fur coat through her performance. Show a little R-E-S-P-E-C-T, the woman can still sing and belt it out. I was impressed she never sat down during her performance except to play the piano briefly. She was impressive, and a great performer.<div><br /></div><div> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_O5pG3dZCrJ9C439WVgwXsb9Ui4ekWBowapJEoaVjP7nmICVFBW-00r4JboD1L6YrP35-GwAtmR6_k53fGxCj-6Us170Um5xCU7HMw7C6mPZbcQKv28KBAysnXIccrksc7iTcnRMJ-TQ/s1600-h/image_1282637_500.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><object width="425" height="344" style="text-decoration: underline;"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/it1NaXrIN9I&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/it1NaXrIN9I&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></a><br />Diana Krall was spectacular! She was my favorite concert. I only had 5 songs of hers on my ipod, but there are more now. What a great performer, moving music, multi talented, all around enjoyable evening.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGDIUmtzsUjBtDLrn0K4WMPi86cLmEjZMA14ejkJamRaNMa-5W70aTTTkAsZmZmsIF1izI-0Jtcx2J1gIA4x0wvvHw7G0W0T_c4xFb2YN7-iRJzMUA6CuICpgevQYucRLC9DlKij_bIEo/s1600-h/krall_120x90.jpg"></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGDIUmtzsUjBtDLrn0K4WMPi86cLmEjZMA14ejkJamRaNMa-5W70aTTTkAsZmZmsIF1izI-0Jtcx2J1gIA4x0wvvHw7G0W0T_c4xFb2YN7-iRJzMUA6CuICpgevQYucRLC9DlKij_bIEo/s1600-h/krall_120x90.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 90px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGDIUmtzsUjBtDLrn0K4WMPi86cLmEjZMA14ejkJamRaNMa-5W70aTTTkAsZmZmsIF1izI-0Jtcx2J1gIA4x0wvvHw7G0W0T_c4xFb2YN7-iRJzMUA6CuICpgevQYucRLC9DlKij_bIEo/s400/krall_120x90.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373256857471420850" /></a>Check our her sultry voice, and music.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm8jo9vagMzFDwSgnWB0qxU4g1Rl2ln5ORuoUvKDiGHX1qE5DTHUV8q9nqdrIpNltRjrqAN7YzLJ2QWJ15Pkld_6-W9Txi_QIh-0P7UuJWhIMYzc_hcU58CHNpRaxSmNNCYkODkirRP0Q/s1600-h/image_1282640_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm8jo9vagMzFDwSgnWB0qxU4g1Rl2ln5ORuoUvKDiGHX1qE5DTHUV8q9nqdrIpNltRjrqAN7YzLJ2QWJ15Pkld_6-W9Txi_QIh-0P7UuJWhIMYzc_hcU58CHNpRaxSmNNCYkODkirRP0Q/s400/image_1282640_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373256849580432242" /></a>A summer of music, friends, and fun. I guess it really started before summer when we went to the Belly Up Bar to see James Morrison who put us in the concert mood. I hope there aremany more concerts in my future.</div></div>Connie Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09662298100916255604noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-17741517971714045152009-09-19T13:53:00.000-07:002009-09-19T14:26:37.061-07:00Caleb's Quilt<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYoL2gvcygju3q9p_lC4VawlnykI7M1CcfepLZtqTjFIz2TGtF4XzqTwsegMkxc6AGfFLGIQHbuPeuT4KNBoNiLljqDAh66BqoOl1m9DGC_x-RMQ1igdG7xmB62ERU9UhqEbd7gMAW3NY/s1600-h/IMG_7369.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYoL2gvcygju3q9p_lC4VawlnykI7M1CcfepLZtqTjFIz2TGtF4XzqTwsegMkxc6AGfFLGIQHbuPeuT4KNBoNiLljqDAh66BqoOl1m9DGC_x-RMQ1igdG7xmB62ERU9UhqEbd7gMAW3NY/s320/IMG_7369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383288651666379890" /></a><br /><div>Caleb is already one year old, and it has taken me awhile (long) to finish his quilt that I started before he was born. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiY_pMtRLg-CYwIzmrKwDNJhhMpQ5bEQZ9hv5RwVuBO0eGEqQJwawy5utdgDOp_r-wnQTasrLbE46d4Zn8afNUlKz8h_adrgB_Fqq1NQIWbQxt5ZRMtp7vtHhnD1wGSDt2XDyotDdOKI4/s320/IMG_7354.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383285471757733874" /><div>Just look at his face saying "Am'ma, what's taking so long, tears and all. I love the colors of this pic.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtK0j-_4KPog3ztydt7F7GY5TFkfOJFSdChUuh2nWo6_7sQNd2nk_ZaMIL54MJrndGHok40yoMMfCFgS-EoV_tO0rN_o763y6PeIAJOC53XiuRvVgBXhmNlr_YmL-Jug0dzDHyAj6F7bw/s1600-h/IMG_9257.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtK0j-_4KPog3ztydt7F7GY5TFkfOJFSdChUuh2nWo6_7sQNd2nk_ZaMIL54MJrndGHok40yoMMfCFgS-EoV_tO0rN_o763y6PeIAJOC53XiuRvVgBXhmNlr_YmL-Jug0dzDHyAj6F7bw/s320/IMG_9257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383285465802619506" /></a><br />Here's my favorite man holding up the quilt for the pic. He also packaged it up and sent it off for me. I choose a vintage fire-truck material for the focus. Drawing from the colors of the fabric I added my accent fabrics. When I was trying to decide what to do in the corner pieces, the thought came to me Dalmatians, so that was the inspiration for the paw print and the dalmatian dots. I added a yellow fleece/soft fabric for the backing. I love the playfulness, but got a little speedy in machine sewing the whole thing together, and so my stitching isn't always "in the ditch" as I would like it to be. Slow down next time.<br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFyGSTC7_coejhELeeXoJNvJTFdf7hkOZSQ1F9m_dLxw65HMoA2JdtjW4XzoGVkoAsh0H2s-hdnBD3pcvc5V-1-0qzdSbNVAJF90oyRqWohMQM7_nsWXwWZxoWOxghfjOmFl8pthUTeNA/s320/IMG_2108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383285456252625986" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>LOVE YOU!! Caleb</div><div><br /></div><div>I hope it comforts you and snuggles you because I can't be there as often as I would like to comfort and snuggle you.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB_Fyiu86RPVgFGYz7CsDNWYY2K3lfPpq80VuB5uGTxJLXdbK_EY6KaYWIXrvjUtAIANs0fGlMPlrCOrLn5BCWweej43auSX3Vtme7-G0YN1PftMiS7RoVdGXjjiTeWY6fSZ1h9PMfr50/s320/IMG_9256.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383285444458442786" />Here is close up of the quilt, Heidi showed me how to do paper piecing, and the results were fabulous, the points are all perfect. But I wouldn't to it again unless it is a very special project. It was so time consuming, glueing all the pieces to the paper, folding all the lines, sewing the lines, and then carefully removing all of the scrapes of paper. Perfect points, perfect matching of seams=lots of time.</div><div><br /></div><div>Caleb--Enjoy!</div>mark hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13701386413844776447noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-53517018860176546012009-09-02T16:21:00.000-07:002009-09-03T07:34:38.754-07:00Texas Visit - Part II - The Renovation<span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Steve and Darla, and their family, have been restoring a 114 year old 'farm house' from the 'historical' section of town. I say 'historical' because although it is a historic house (it was built by one of the three founding families of the community) the city does not value it's historical properties and does nothing to save structures such as this one. The home is around 3500 square feet with an additional 1500 square foot porch that wraps around 3 sides of the house. The first floor has 13 foot high ceilings and the second floor has 9 foot high ceilings. The home had just been saved from squatters by the county and was about to be put on the market when Darla spotted signs posted (she ran home to get her binoculars to see what the they said) that declared the premises uninhabitable (to get out the vagrants). She did some detective work and found the bank that owned the property. She negotiated a favorable deal - realizing that they were in for a great deal of work, but recognizing the properties potential. They have done a remarkable job - ask them to see the before pictures sometime! - and will have a fantastic homestead for Hendrickson texans! I had so many photos that I decided to follow the great example of my friend Ken and put them into a slide show for ease and speed - - - enjoy! sorry I can't explain each one . . . oh - also the pictures at the end are of the where they live now. The music is "Strike Two" by Joe Sample from his <i>Ashes to Ashes </i>CD.<br /></span></span></span><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzS1q-AECNLgEpIuGpnd51-UT7wO2NzQo2vxl81JG0ZmpacriRDai99LwihM69bChE041vDIJZa_pGz6COjdg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>mark hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13701386413844776447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-28553845835492234632009-08-29T18:14:00.000-07:002009-08-29T18:52:36.990-07:00Visit to Texas - Part I (Todd's Farewell)I am a bit slower than Heidi to get my pictures up! I have decided to split my Texas blog into three parts. So here is part one: Todd's farewell<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrMsBrU_IJWeQNh3HeVWYuFU3ay_uyKHa2BmqImNtr5wNSVZ-Y_mRaqZE59QBG8SUbXZgo5cpEd-pxF6WhejqTrf5Bq_6HMfABVVGIMlx1Cer2QBzKKxpsu0wsTEsihkON6OrS83WyIHs/s1600-h/IMG_8571.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 308px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrMsBrU_IJWeQNh3HeVWYuFU3ay_uyKHa2BmqImNtr5wNSVZ-Y_mRaqZE59QBG8SUbXZgo5cpEd-pxF6WhejqTrf5Bq_6HMfABVVGIMlx1Cer2QBzKKxpsu0wsTEsihkON6OrS83WyIHs/s320/IMG_8571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375560712302184050" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Here is the missionary himself! The flag of Chile is very similar to the flag of Texas - the colors of decorations reflected the flag (red, white and blue).<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiRayqpNpnnATLtj-lahEIMQJnyX4s65whEFSC7-waM7AfFFr-2-otkS1l6INMAVXZCZXzT45qabMlXuf1YSDhOeSt8tHofi0gSBgGkwu2yGGAL9T4r0Ki3cVrgV2UcyOv4n5nliqE3qs/s1600-h/IMG_8570.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 251px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiRayqpNpnnATLtj-lahEIMQJnyX4s65whEFSC7-waM7AfFFr-2-otkS1l6INMAVXZCZXzT45qabMlXuf1YSDhOeSt8tHofi0gSBgGkwu2yGGAL9T4r0Ki3cVrgV2UcyOv4n5nliqE3qs/s320/IMG_8570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375560703055244802" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Steve and Darla getting the tables ready . . . .<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7QHcyNW3eKCztoz2GqShN9KJxhp3994SZn7uMOk58jzKws3ojFUCkB-rEUhno70k6S5NNWmxZN3vCJ6o9wkFs3zgQnI9pyXNr504ueGdMUX73W_tWVF5AXkmpZZZQbEAARGOhEgNxWfo/s1600-h/IMG_8572.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7QHcyNW3eKCztoz2GqShN9KJxhp3994SZn7uMOk58jzKws3ojFUCkB-rEUhno70k6S5NNWmxZN3vCJ6o9wkFs3zgQnI9pyXNr504ueGdMUX73W_tWVF5AXkmpZZZQbEAARGOhEgNxWfo/s320/IMG_8572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375560695785124994" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Darla getting the food ready . . . . .<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvNteP38jcTzqrs0gNtjbr5aYv7qSVWn3AR1kXEEcu_akJqWu_oS_2K57KW0EoCReVhhtQ3Z5OCc8_l4fVvpjpJUVjx4jO4oJW35INyaDaFyzJQrO_ekpUiZYTMtsl0IrqPCmVs-IgzAQ/s1600-h/IMG_8574.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvNteP38jcTzqrs0gNtjbr5aYv7qSVWn3AR1kXEEcu_akJqWu_oS_2K57KW0EoCReVhhtQ3Z5OCc8_l4fVvpjpJUVjx4jO4oJW35INyaDaFyzJQrO_ekpUiZYTMtsl0IrqPCmVs-IgzAQ/s320/IMG_8574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375560688068654786" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I think this is last of this kind of hugging for 2 years. Here is Todd with his "other sister" Angela.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqq9w8Kl4162F-KvYGYnufljWo9yyLUIb6tY9Gu5Vy1ikDhHjF_bwxF_09IG0kElODsPZBFD3dwRz7yAgk7qt7QYyOjUFU5IVdeFgi6z4zQuKLKcYzxVcZR2qetFof_v-deJCU-HWi_v4/s1600-h/IMG_8575.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqq9w8Kl4162F-KvYGYnufljWo9yyLUIb6tY9Gu5Vy1ikDhHjF_bwxF_09IG0kElODsPZBFD3dwRz7yAgk7qt7QYyOjUFU5IVdeFgi6z4zQuKLKcYzxVcZR2qetFof_v-deJCU-HWi_v4/s320/IMG_8575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375560679729665666" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />. . . friends from Lufkin 1st Ward<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzpQg7z06UuX4iXCsb6kqw0OSPzkoy_eXzOdnFm7FT9lzMVg6OmqPRTPOiQRr7AZFph38AGEE4e8ri6_yunf83vfuLxXdzteoRlWjBn9tCnodMtIjvQUiQJD18_AqNFQnKDwvnsb37DXc/s1600-h/IMG_8576.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzpQg7z06UuX4iXCsb6kqw0OSPzkoy_eXzOdnFm7FT9lzMVg6OmqPRTPOiQRr7AZFph38AGEE4e8ri6_yunf83vfuLxXdzteoRlWjBn9tCnodMtIjvQUiQJD18_AqNFQnKDwvnsb37DXc/s320/IMG_8576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375560054046056402" border="0" /></a><br />Steve and Darla with their guests having a good time . . .<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPjHkS0W6A8khUz44AeHUUwXO_KMPG4m7SnatBVcMRzGZX0Yyf88I0UjnWA_JaFX_86dqGVOqCrcefdBcBpWT9HUboLm_775F2tH3zgLKa282Bvt5nC5ECvBnVBfEYqpwZh5IZrfXsaNc/s1600-h/IMG_8577.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPjHkS0W6A8khUz44AeHUUwXO_KMPG4m7SnatBVcMRzGZX0Yyf88I0UjnWA_JaFX_86dqGVOqCrcefdBcBpWT9HUboLm_775F2tH3zgLKa282Bvt5nC5ECvBnVBfEYqpwZh5IZrfXsaNc/s320/IMG_8577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375560044868178402" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Here is Ryah with one of her best friends . . .<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNH68otqMyWluKzHqxRHemdjzjvsuHDhIurUC7zgwG4BqZOI3eBNXjAE7lhyx0xw2WCroPW3_Uje4xZ1sq22ElMfrVXw0FPnZe8oK5iDqNPBsp1cbpqlLUQelgr9a6HbKY55fTs-nPxXU/s1600-h/IMG_8578.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNH68otqMyWluKzHqxRHemdjzjvsuHDhIurUC7zgwG4BqZOI3eBNXjAE7lhyx0xw2WCroPW3_Uje4xZ1sq22ElMfrVXw0FPnZe8oK5iDqNPBsp1cbpqlLUQelgr9a6HbKY55fTs-nPxXU/s320/IMG_8578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375560035808214786" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />here is (future missionary) Gabe mugging for the camera . . .<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPnHJeupdk4_9YoX9pOKTo5KIm_1psVXPev5ldzWypERZyxA7B1Hj3pXnVN7v0NLsIim60yTAlZSILemOkwtlGhw8szJ2JL5emobofgZIytA5_sN4TszoSATXf0RrFW7_bAvzXOOVHsTw/s1600-h/IMG_8585.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPnHJeupdk4_9YoX9pOKTo5KIm_1psVXPev5ldzWypERZyxA7B1Hj3pXnVN7v0NLsIim60yTAlZSILemOkwtlGhw8szJ2JL5emobofgZIytA5_sN4TszoSATXf0RrFW7_bAvzXOOVHsTw/s320/IMG_8585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375560026949568738" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Todd with some of his friends (members and non-members)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_6QHunNKkMLDdz2PXeuAhe6b1Wi8G5HF0xOeLINZaGwJpydwEIXJ6IVLasFjAOSpgl0EjLj2NptT9B3rZNtdTOxclSrmPrS-YEnqGDUkcQ4uFbqZZuh6ODJZOCifdyAaHEMOvp_lXoU8/s1600-h/IMG_2175.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_6QHunNKkMLDdz2PXeuAhe6b1Wi8G5HF0xOeLINZaGwJpydwEIXJ6IVLasFjAOSpgl0EjLj2NptT9B3rZNtdTOxclSrmPrS-YEnqGDUkcQ4uFbqZZuh6ODJZOCifdyAaHEMOvp_lXoU8/s320/IMG_2175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375560019555623730" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />here is proof I was there! This was taken after church on Sunday - Gabe was very quick to get out of his Sunday clothes - so we 'hid' him in the back!<br /><br /><br />Had a great time and Todd gave a very nice talk in church and will be a great missionary!<br /><br />See <a href="http://heidimaloy.blogspot.com/">Heidi's blog</a> for pics in Utah. Look forward to part II - (progress on the 114 year old house they are renovating).mark hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13701386413844776447noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-87384528351701894732009-08-10T11:29:00.000-07:002009-08-10T16:08:04.755-07:00MAMA MIA! Birthday Pizza for Scott (beginning)<div>Although Scott's birthday was last month, he never got his birthday dinner! He chose homemade pizza and we celebrated (again!) his birthday. Connie made the traditional pepperoni pizza with thick crust. She also experimented with a chicken pizza with pesto and a thin crust. Here is how it all went down:</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCz9psQRVDJ_NiAw76ZvKxVDejjO6uO2_78T2At-aHyx25EHmir4fkryP6qwXspn4rh-Wn5Xy8lX4OHadDj3pjKkee231ufS7ZWjiM-FQCDIpVgSCubO3DF0int2twxAbgwuyuonjAtj4/s1600-h/IMG_8314.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCz9psQRVDJ_NiAw76ZvKxVDejjO6uO2_78T2At-aHyx25EHmir4fkryP6qwXspn4rh-Wn5Xy8lX4OHadDj3pjKkee231ufS7ZWjiM-FQCDIpVgSCubO3DF0int2twxAbgwuyuonjAtj4/s320/IMG_8314.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368404570607308978" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Here is the 'birthday' boy with Amanda ready to dig in.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyZdNQwTc90bJ8B8fMkEjZwLJDXwaUQHcO-GAZIxpj_GhlCnCIonb2gyRLRLT1JEJwHK6Xgmj4LY7VUZyP-AVRd7nQ_iOIFoQwyzY04hqzA2PnaoM7NNk0VLgy-jVYfoxFYakmNA2h1zU/s1600-h/IMG_8270.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyZdNQwTc90bJ8B8fMkEjZwLJDXwaUQHcO-GAZIxpj_GhlCnCIonb2gyRLRLT1JEJwHK6Xgmj4LY7VUZyP-AVRd7nQ_iOIFoQwyzY04hqzA2PnaoM7NNk0VLgy-jVYfoxFYakmNA2h1zU/s320/IMG_8270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368404561923795970" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>here is our master chef . . .</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEint84mQNTPO3yRk7rDNzz4YjZBmBqD5qedmxT0tBefp3PLdF-5AcYP4_2xiMs5IitNvuQVuaBevqdIPwTXr6yPQ44VWnT6RoVdA2D5KLwJrGzsNeJG2a_LoIwB0EcOGMMd_0VIpHJbsHg/s1600-h/IMG_8310.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEint84mQNTPO3yRk7rDNzz4YjZBmBqD5qedmxT0tBefp3PLdF-5AcYP4_2xiMs5IitNvuQVuaBevqdIPwTXr6yPQ44VWnT6RoVdA2D5KLwJrGzsNeJG2a_LoIwB0EcOGMMd_0VIpHJbsHg/s320/IMG_8310.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368404555127947122" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhchEsLvHbcijW-x7xdCdyvr9WeImX_Dj-qfQQQDJL0Dt2KPHVHzeMhSMVhWq3CEkAAPfw8iWEu3tmTuGTnT0TZvygt7SytC-iZZMYq94d3_C9y8FokBuhloIzyxK31mTvZbEUxcd579VI/s1600-h/IMG_8317.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhchEsLvHbcijW-x7xdCdyvr9WeImX_Dj-qfQQQDJL0Dt2KPHVHzeMhSMVhWq3CEkAAPfw8iWEu3tmTuGTnT0TZvygt7SytC-iZZMYq94d3_C9y8FokBuhloIzyxK31mTvZbEUxcd579VI/s320/IMG_8317.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368404546839522002" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>and her helper - I didn't do much: made the floats, set the table, and cheered (took photos).</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I must admit - the floats looked and tasted great with the pizza!</div><div><br /></div><div>Keep reading the 'next' - as I messed up in my 'publishing'</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>mark hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13701386413844776447noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-5355426619210090202009-08-10T10:46:00.000-07:002009-08-10T16:07:40.205-07:00MAMA MIA! Birthday Pizza for Scott (continued)<div>oops - here is the rest . . . . . </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmuCdgfOlrx8l92fkkd0huXPxtAU9E7qaMqWrMjADHrBPhOPHHkPs6GnKNbWqTAnnlfs1rO7NZfemw6hHqihEh-kzSvnlGzvjUvQUK8cz7IEQhCT5PSjI0rEaTXsvLeW7xgEqOlTp3OmQ/s1600-h/IMG_8313.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmuCdgfOlrx8l92fkkd0huXPxtAU9E7qaMqWrMjADHrBPhOPHHkPs6GnKNbWqTAnnlfs1rO7NZfemw6hHqihEh-kzSvnlGzvjUvQUK8cz7IEQhCT5PSjI0rEaTXsvLeW7xgEqOlTp3OmQ/s320/IMG_8313.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368401481630968962" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>luckily, Connie picked a perfect melon!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvuQJgpPc3vXAq22bY0TsYMBlqUIie5QX4wHrDB_58BldjOJjXlw65JXpZ96ssCBLreUJxXw75x8OW_iZz2tJQynjBTVXsVAAl1PgByJfD4DRFvRcOO45C3V2ZcBL9P68NUb0SF5EDJtw/s1600-h/IMG_8265.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvuQJgpPc3vXAq22bY0TsYMBlqUIie5QX4wHrDB_58BldjOJjXlw65JXpZ96ssCBLreUJxXw75x8OW_iZz2tJQynjBTVXsVAAl1PgByJfD4DRFvRcOO45C3V2ZcBL9P68NUb0SF5EDJtw/s320/IMG_8265.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368401478778300562" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>the pepperoni pie before it went into the oven . . .<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjShDf0LOZXGjp3PbV1vZsghTDgzl7nozIQry5LYfp9dtaR0bOZmHAy_pvHJjxjlq8W0vVwfsusrEhbSqTTv4MymiWszf-awbLiKaRjpbC3P_Nqb8heISSxcsmiJQxemnG45QZhC2Hw-xs/s1600-h/IMG_8270.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjShDf0LOZXGjp3PbV1vZsghTDgzl7nozIQry5LYfp9dtaR0bOZmHAy_pvHJjxjlq8W0vVwfsusrEhbSqTTv4MymiWszf-awbLiKaRjpbC3P_Nqb8heISSxcsmiJQxemnG45QZhC2Hw-xs/s320/IMG_8270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368401465995002306" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(a picture worth repeating)</div><div><br /></div><div>here is the <i>artiste</i> at work!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxQlhYNrKR4BFhLL_4gt858l5ZuQ2j1VmpSO0-inHG1zu7L4wOPS9HGXiKG6sGj3SbGtzXeMNN0Oqq-zSWUH2jJddspaxlx6vUbOup1_TucVacPR11MAHGShtPli3oqy647ENyK4lzsLA/s1600-h/IMG_8296.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxQlhYNrKR4BFhLL_4gt858l5ZuQ2j1VmpSO0-inHG1zu7L4wOPS9HGXiKG6sGj3SbGtzXeMNN0Oqq-zSWUH2jJddspaxlx6vUbOup1_TucVacPR11MAHGShtPli3oqy647ENyK4lzsLA/s320/IMG_8296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368401457916442994" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>here is some of the raw ingredients for the dough - flour, natch . . . .</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAqVr3mMJZSxE3fJ3qvdUBsVj2K9kqXnzxeArnaBmyGED_HcVZsMsxLOJhAAq0mxFkm6_8lqmzFNtHjj_a3khLz_TVmEWoXTjvI3m4ZXkI6lfZQa533NMK8gzuadvLITx4N8kmyVNWgdI/s1600-h/IMG_8298.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAqVr3mMJZSxE3fJ3qvdUBsVj2K9kqXnzxeArnaBmyGED_HcVZsMsxLOJhAAq0mxFkm6_8lqmzFNtHjj_a3khLz_TVmEWoXTjvI3m4ZXkI6lfZQa533NMK8gzuadvLITx4N8kmyVNWgdI/s320/IMG_8298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368401442116684050" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>but also cornmeal!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyIg_ruFS-keB9b06t2_i-I-MG_uQ9fE-373xVplAmFFguc32HFULe4Q5fOrX6PyZypzqF7opUQrIgFsRLyPbm4pvisu3ecy8OnLz4nKVPsROrYBqQEpZvMz1A5Qgu5GLREDTTPsudT_U/s1600-h/IMG_8268.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyIg_ruFS-keB9b06t2_i-I-MG_uQ9fE-373xVplAmFFguc32HFULe4Q5fOrX6PyZypzqF7opUQrIgFsRLyPbm4pvisu3ecy8OnLz4nKVPsROrYBqQEpZvMz1A5Qgu5GLREDTTPsudT_U/s320/IMG_8268.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368397453987474114" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>This is the finished rolled out thin crust pizza dough!<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip9A0fSOeh26XF-my7dPP7WCsVqK-Gb6Eju0e7Lc2Z52K6kSc2MKqQD3MialP8yezx7SRk85cUcIW5cyT6EWj-L4mSspxGj4QFPmgLIP_A2cTh2TBwAz2uz1MSyUG_PRYQn5Rq20KrLTY/s1600-h/IMG_8273.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip9A0fSOeh26XF-my7dPP7WCsVqK-Gb6Eju0e7Lc2Z52K6kSc2MKqQD3MialP8yezx7SRk85cUcIW5cyT6EWj-L4mSspxGj4QFPmgLIP_A2cTh2TBwAz2uz1MSyUG_PRYQn5Rq20KrLTY/s320/IMG_8273.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368397449974890594" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4dsRZpC9YyNm644v0_ZQ-ZNKeoJq83Wj3b6MC_zhxU-Fa7acVyl-puX8eB29g9v4SAxKsM9tsdVzdg_aKOQ74CAkChOxtW6e7ms62sh69_oLlj7RKN7oEKvLM31oB41DZU0H4-mW5HrM/s1600-h/IMG_8275.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4dsRZpC9YyNm644v0_ZQ-ZNKeoJq83Wj3b6MC_zhxU-Fa7acVyl-puX8eB29g9v4SAxKsM9tsdVzdg_aKOQ74CAkChOxtW6e7ms62sh69_oLlj7RKN7oEKvLM31oB41DZU0H4-mW5HrM/s320/IMG_8275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368397441056157378" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2su7-7IHGQ8ZTLR4f_98esFRuGMMOZfOSr9jf1tvL7oVYdFlHFxuJTHfIiIw84xfx6G21j8h1_tSxE87KHv2_lh8Zma8gVAGun0OPm7SEQI3P7f29fALCJOz4MmBXR39uuLZtnSZe82w/s1600-h/IMG_8291.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2su7-7IHGQ8ZTLR4f_98esFRuGMMOZfOSr9jf1tvL7oVYdFlHFxuJTHfIiIw84xfx6G21j8h1_tSxE87KHv2_lh8Zma8gVAGun0OPm7SEQI3P7f29fALCJOz4MmBXR39uuLZtnSZe82w/s320/IMG_8291.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368397430423029170" /></a>here are the ingredients for the pesto: pine nuts, minced garlic, olive oil, fresh basil (out of our garden), and parmesan cheese. Don't forget a pinch of salt and /or pepper.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH90aIwD1WjrNrIHtpU4_uT-V4EGrv9CiCcOF8x71qUO4x9npCZxVl7-DSv51cR7yZHvL7nmEmiFqqwUchzacnTfbndPh3VD6eu6IVgzonh_YNJAksP3TBgPrjTrHGkYvXYnekSNm6zYM/s1600-h/IMG_8295.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH90aIwD1WjrNrIHtpU4_uT-V4EGrv9CiCcOF8x71qUO4x9npCZxVl7-DSv51cR7yZHvL7nmEmiFqqwUchzacnTfbndPh3VD6eu6IVgzonh_YNJAksP3TBgPrjTrHGkYvXYnekSNm6zYM/s320/IMG_8295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368397423043373058" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>spread the pesto onto the dough . . . be a bit more generous than this!!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> . . . add grated cheese . . . </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYj13j8ufWWfUIzn-O6l_tGmwmA3CjmpevfRrksS8zis8Mv4Z8HBzqPaz47L7NmInXIgRyLf_es_hgM23ukmlTJw0rDz2NFye1tsxhElphaTygrp-FeXjYPl0yFFVIcxknf7J3pR5PHjI/s1600-h/IMG_8301.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYj13j8ufWWfUIzn-O6l_tGmwmA3CjmpevfRrksS8zis8Mv4Z8HBzqPaz47L7NmInXIgRyLf_es_hgM23ukmlTJw0rDz2NFye1tsxhElphaTygrp-FeXjYPl0yFFVIcxknf7J3pR5PHjI/s320/IMG_8301.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368393643784214034" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>then the chicken is placed on the pizza . . .</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzesIajiR41OzLFt-oVdZFx_bOGK3eBpv2bA3Qd0SJjaG9Cm2GWLPsEdW3ZNQGctXV2isDjvq-Uv-EibSiT9ZX3_1IIf_ehxYq3sxGFQ7gs9Txg9EJlX0McUPDG2uqPD7ZW3QVMZqT764/s1600-h/IMG_8305.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzesIajiR41OzLFt-oVdZFx_bOGK3eBpv2bA3Qd0SJjaG9Cm2GWLPsEdW3ZNQGctXV2isDjvq-Uv-EibSiT9ZX3_1IIf_ehxYq3sxGFQ7gs9Txg9EJlX0McUPDG2uqPD7ZW3QVMZqT764/s320/IMG_8305.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368393636059542402" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>the pizza is removed from the preparation pan onto the pizza stone that has been warming in the oven. Cornmeal helps the pizza to slide off the metal sheet onto the stone (this time it did not work! cornmeal seems to have 'stuck' to the dough).</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7bjq8QcN6yVqpvpz61ntzCKNQBSBWCIIlyye0g6xDmde0yuN5euN-aFFm2h69MUMVZJwbynAnuWKQVnRRUb7pyVQDsub7459WAc62ogJ6HvlpcEXEE-vn5Tg3K0zcB8ad2FOlCcsj_bA/s1600-h/IMG_8321.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7bjq8QcN6yVqpvpz61ntzCKNQBSBWCIIlyye0g6xDmde0yuN5euN-aFFm2h69MUMVZJwbynAnuWKQVnRRUb7pyVQDsub7459WAc62ogJ6HvlpcEXEE-vn5Tg3K0zcB8ad2FOlCcsj_bA/s320/IMG_8321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368393629533850994" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>this is the cooked pizza coming out of the oven . . . </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguBFeQ0cEBG4KxOUCRivzgmk_DwiQ-7BJkqNg8vGyIy9_s3Jfj1hg0T_Ws4fmEu5hyphenhyphenf1NInvburSOU8YFk6ZkTSEakeaZ55HThgZyN4K-sRKkPBsrHUUqHoQf7Dgxkplkj9V3p6qfFxlU/s1600-h/IMG_8329.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguBFeQ0cEBG4KxOUCRivzgmk_DwiQ-7BJkqNg8vGyIy9_s3Jfj1hg0T_Ws4fmEu5hyphenhyphenf1NInvburSOU8YFk6ZkTSEakeaZ55HThgZyN4K-sRKkPBsrHUUqHoQf7Dgxkplkj9V3p6qfFxlU/s320/IMG_8329.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368393622302281874" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>sometimes the best way to cut a pizza is with kitchen scissors!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyWcwFS0xEksNuTuZk0xAPkTlznGJe_3na0HIXgwJvNeGHuH939zWHi3a44esAT_Gss-TXxTLMwEOdfNYIzABZ1_HG6Fw8jbaQKgIUDr_UVYouWBvwMGNVW4VmN3dvYt9e_nVvFibWl9A/s1600-h/IMG_8326.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyWcwFS0xEksNuTuZk0xAPkTlznGJe_3na0HIXgwJvNeGHuH939zWHi3a44esAT_Gss-TXxTLMwEOdfNYIzABZ1_HG6Fw8jbaQKgIUDr_UVYouWBvwMGNVW4VmN3dvYt9e_nVvFibWl9A/s320/IMG_8326.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368393613849765074" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Bon appetit!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>for the recipe to make the dough:</div><div><br /></div><div><!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><u>Pizza Dough<o:p></o:p></u></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><u><o:p><span style="text-decoration:none"> </span></o:p></u></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal">15-20 minutes at 425 degrees (watch)</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">1½ cups warm water</p> <p class="MsoNormal">1 package yeast</p> <p class="MsoNormal">4 teaspoons flour</p> <p class="MsoNormal">1 teaspoon honey</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Mix first 4 ingredients in blender, then let sit for 30 minutes (15 minutes on warm days)</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">4 cups flour</p> <p class="MsoNormal">½ teaspoon salt</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">add last two ingredients to yeast mixture.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Knead for 10 minutes. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Let rise for 45 minutes until doubled.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Punch down.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Divide in 2.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Dough is sticky (no oil), keep hands wet, spray pan with PAM.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Spread dough to edges of pan,</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Add toppings.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Dough can be prepared and frozen for 2 months. Thaw at room temperature</p><p class="MsoNormal">----------------------------------------</p><p class="MsoNormal">or check this out <a href="http://www.101cookbooks.com/archives/001199.html">RECIPE</a></p> <!--EndFragment--> </div></div></div></div>mark hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13701386413844776447noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-88360556217880709452009-08-09T14:31:00.000-07:002009-08-09T15:18:12.312-07:00Corona Del Mar - 1st Beach Trip for Finley<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Mark's last blog for his school assignment: </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Summer must include at least one trip to the ocean. If you live in Southern California, multiple trips are desirable. One of the most enjoyable, but also stressful, experiences is going to the beach with children that are experiencing it for the first time! Connie (where are the pictures of her? I think she was behind the camera most of the time!!) has already blogged about this visit to the beach, but I decided to add a couple more photos and some comments for my last blog assignment for school.</span></span></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIcpxF3UzQz9t3_ia10WbC0rvB6nmpFDQcRIRpjfb-RiT1YzXWpJMAFk5SciLPTCk7iQRwXDB4hCj8lsYejvEjojK36XiDtIePlda3qSed4thx5LmNVsPjXUnFuT_mj7_jZ8_a6zYikAY/s320/IMG_7731.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368081244025405714" /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;">Here is Aidan (one of my nine grandchildren) and I. Corona Del Mar is one of the best places to take children. There is a side of the beach near the Newport harbor where there are no waves. Parking is really close to haul all of your stuff (with children there is more to carry). There are tide pools at low tide to explore with your children.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNBJ2SM_Hful4qFNgZbtfXKdichixGl-ywZDqoSQvXZYrmzw0TkCROhdcntMq3xMSi9l052RBlAy805xk-ZfKUwG1WEi6_hB6mwEYw2ZrT7ZvrNmV9fITjbxeKToSJoBCYHvgJj3vFb5Y/s1600-h/IMG_7713.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNBJ2SM_Hful4qFNgZbtfXKdichixGl-ywZDqoSQvXZYrmzw0TkCROhdcntMq3xMSi9l052RBlAy805xk-ZfKUwG1WEi6_hB6mwEYw2ZrT7ZvrNmV9fITjbxeKToSJoBCYHvgJj3vFb5Y/s320/IMG_7713.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368081239614266322" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;color:#333300;"><br /></span></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#333300;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;color:#333300;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNBJ2SM_Hful4qFNgZbtfXKdichixGl-ywZDqoSQvXZYrmzw0TkCROhdcntMq3xMSi9l052RBlAy805xk-ZfKUwG1WEi6_hB6mwEYw2ZrT7ZvrNmV9fITjbxeKToSJoBCYHvgJj3vFb5Y/s1600-h/IMG_7713.JPG">Aidan really was interested in the seaweed that had washed up on the beach. He carried it around, even though it was as big as he was!<br /></a></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggE1a2koai9UpRuZrdbax3rA4goJCOtKnYvwriHpFN1vVncis2gftxHsWoM3W7NWLwPX95NTjjdJb-LsLc5Sa84xTZiw6VhzcHwOmQEX0hNaTgMWRcyBeMt36hRRXf7lBs_17wHQsrUX0/s1600-h/IMG_7737.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggE1a2koai9UpRuZrdbax3rA4goJCOtKnYvwriHpFN1vVncis2gftxHsWoM3W7NWLwPX95NTjjdJb-LsLc5Sa84xTZiw6VhzcHwOmQEX0hNaTgMWRcyBeMt36hRRXf7lBs_17wHQsrUX0/s320/IMG_7737.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368081227601573250" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgljnNlU92fc8FWw8b3dLlRxg4ippEN4f7hmvdYL2L4rFgZ5-9KkEa7xmResrFcJLQWm5fGD-Yj9mbTVti2mqb1JgWDewpwNcVz1DsbboeXtC5RGvp0TWfzN1TaPgc-lhPHZnWbOJKvchA/s1600-h/IMG_7714.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgljnNlU92fc8FWw8b3dLlRxg4ippEN4f7hmvdYL2L4rFgZ5-9KkEa7xmResrFcJLQWm5fGD-Yj9mbTVti2mqb1JgWDewpwNcVz1DsbboeXtC5RGvp0TWfzN1TaPgc-lhPHZnWbOJKvchA/s320/IMG_7714.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368081218264635762" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;color:#330099;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;">Of course, at the beach you just have to have fun - and there was plenty of time for that. Aidan and I were covered in sand and got drenched in the small waves and had the best time!!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;color:#330099;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#330099;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#330099;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#003300;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;">my grandaughter Finley was at the beach for the first time and wasn't shy about having the full experience. She 'ate' plenty of sand. She was not afraid of anything. I think she looked beautiful in her bathing suit and preppy hat!!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#003300;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#003300;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#003300;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#003300;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#003300;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">F</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">r</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> more information about <b><a href="http://www.beachcalifornia.com/cdm.html">Corona del Mar </a></b>click on it. One note on parking: the main beach is considered part of the state parks systems, but is operated by the city of Newport Beach. Discounts that one may possess for state parks are not honored.</span></span></div></div>mark hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13701386413844776447noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-53507421786606943812009-08-02T17:00:00.000-07:002009-08-02T17:10:18.455-07:00George & Dora Hatch reunion!<div>I went to Arizona for Pioneer Celebration/Heritage and George P & Dora Palmer Hatch family reunion. It was a wonderful reunion planned by my cousin Jodi. She put in so much time and thought into everything and it showed, even though my pictures don't show all the fun that I had.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSGHco8BNYueD9gt0LyjsmxXf1R3bgpoNcnBWuRTK1Dv2RRXLaDB7A8OuwKoQMnv2ecLP06kWc54apSNm6XwzUpqFjLlr9fhpg5lhlGZd_1THXiJHkdy8S8NGoY63fsuLz4Ijukb1xA9o/s1600-h/IMG_7924.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSGHco8BNYueD9gt0LyjsmxXf1R3bgpoNcnBWuRTK1Dv2RRXLaDB7A8OuwKoQMnv2ecLP06kWc54apSNm6XwzUpqFjLlr9fhpg5lhlGZd_1THXiJHkdy8S8NGoY63fsuLz4Ijukb1xA9o/s400/IMG_7924.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363707013630893074" /></a>The reunion started on July 16th at 1:00 pm, Patti was only able to come for Thurs. so off we went with our parents for our own personal tour of Taylor and the surrounding areas in the morning. My mother was born in Taylor and spent many a year there. But she was funny and she said frequently "I don't remember that being there", well you moved over 60 years ago. I hope things have changed.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgay1FVZFqN29cVUGnmN3Ap05385PfuzASd5thltAjyatdXZEtDYrrouKRcx1wIYOTVYd-VtMxTtzShtnZxQ_ZdmzbVlRtQSAQ9Ud-uFK9m1ZejmRVIk2ZnQGjw2q_CCMhy2yIpIClfvzk/s1600-h/IMG_7869.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgay1FVZFqN29cVUGnmN3Ap05385PfuzASd5thltAjyatdXZEtDYrrouKRcx1wIYOTVYd-VtMxTtzShtnZxQ_ZdmzbVlRtQSAQ9Ud-uFK9m1ZejmRVIk2ZnQGjw2q_CCMhy2yIpIClfvzk/s400/IMG_7869.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363706630691953042" /></a>This museum in the former general goods store of my great, great grandparents, Alma & Alzada Palmer. His original store was in Snowflake and later he purchased this building in Taylor for his store. A<a href="http://members.cox.net/jameshistory/az_palmer.html">lma Z. Palmer</a> was one of the very first settlers in this Northern Arizona area, and many of his descendants still live there.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP8FLYAPQMM01LB53OZBTzwH_4Gx7199AJCIylffu0qCkumbsp_pA9sh2ZZuuOC8IEcsNSip59Mi4avQCDVkx0Gcxo9oh0pEvTqGLlx1FmHSF4jf859BRcoKJ4I4cvdUfZoQJFUQ9EMdA/s1600-h/IMG_7877.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP8FLYAPQMM01LB53OZBTzwH_4Gx7199AJCIylffu0qCkumbsp_pA9sh2ZZuuOC8IEcsNSip59Mi4avQCDVkx0Gcxo9oh0pEvTqGLlx1FmHSF4jf859BRcoKJ4I4cvdUfZoQJFUQ9EMdA/s400/IMG_7877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363706623220607554" /></a>His wife also has a very interesting history and story, here is a short read about <a href="http://members.cox.net/jameshistory/as_kartchner.html">Alzadas</a>' history.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEAGni9dMDIm-iygCd_IWqZc8BbDzqhuutl9-ORl76dxDIxIcFIucqdr6i2cAKelEDyiKMa4-xGth9s9GTem4W6S_6q7ufggPrPUc7IexyclNtbRjnsw06A49Ck056IXWInSxvKgHu1eg/s1600-h/IMG_7875.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEAGni9dMDIm-iygCd_IWqZc8BbDzqhuutl9-ORl76dxDIxIcFIucqdr6i2cAKelEDyiKMa4-xGth9s9GTem4W6S_6q7ufggPrPUc7IexyclNtbRjnsw06A49Ck056IXWInSxvKgHu1eg/s400/IMG_7875.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363706610910336706" /></a><a href="http://members.cox.net/jameshistory/gp_hatch.html">George P</a>. and <a href="http://members.cox.net/jameshistory/d_palmer.html">Dora Palmer</a> Hatch are my Grandparents. They owned this store until my mother was 6 years old. They lost their business because of the generosity of my grandfather and giving many, many people (and family) in the town; credit. The people couldn't pay so the store was lost, (George burned the very large stack of credit receipts so no one would know who owed him and be embarrassed).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk7cQC6WumMvpWBNZuI3JNmbCOjGTCOlA_mcvM9zqz8DZMW9TBMMIqLxHofLk1fSz-LSg1qq21CtxBumVfuUeHikO6CPMgK7MYzh7uYbmWPbMZ0mOesWbe66OB9t_I3NQo7Tab-anYhGg/s1600-h/IMG_7879.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk7cQC6WumMvpWBNZuI3JNmbCOjGTCOlA_mcvM9zqz8DZMW9TBMMIqLxHofLk1fSz-LSg1qq21CtxBumVfuUeHikO6CPMgK7MYzh7uYbmWPbMZ0mOesWbe66OB9t_I3NQo7Tab-anYhGg/s400/IMG_7879.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363706596576854370" /></a>All of these Palmer/Hatch descendants had a store in this building for a while.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdy-f47Oykhsbdq4LSp3j0FCh8dxIQmqZAhcyVzvBZ0jpVNVG8VS51BXSX1O0QU3K83DMp_LVDolV3fKqQtjbvf3uTJYT_r-nyVIYMyW4BfTEq0qKvrmxqtRoJ-HmIvHuYVVDOLIQPojA/s1600-h/IMG_7880.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdy-f47Oykhsbdq4LSp3j0FCh8dxIQmqZAhcyVzvBZ0jpVNVG8VS51BXSX1O0QU3K83DMp_LVDolV3fKqQtjbvf3uTJYT_r-nyVIYMyW4BfTEq0qKvrmxqtRoJ-HmIvHuYVVDOLIQPojA/s400/IMG_7880.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363706589446261826" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvki9sJNClbT1Mu2cMRUbf2RyHtN03C7Y8BaYwz0QwsBVHk2QtUHmzbMmn23ArKtomsLm4pYenGsvi9RNBydDgSfLBA_cR9ZMVFUYfP7tRGg-T28IDiB-UnTjDy7x5XmCtjYmYrGSOGpQ/s1600-h/IMG_7887.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvki9sJNClbT1Mu2cMRUbf2RyHtN03C7Y8BaYwz0QwsBVHk2QtUHmzbMmn23ArKtomsLm4pYenGsvi9RNBydDgSfLBA_cR9ZMVFUYfP7tRGg-T28IDiB-UnTjDy7x5XmCtjYmYrGSOGpQ/s400/IMG_7887.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363705846890493202" /></a>This is headstone of my Great Grandparents <a href="http://members.cox.net/jameshistory/jo_hatch.html">John</a> & Jane Hatch (<a href="http://members.cox.net/jameshistory/mj_standifird.html">Mary Jane Standifird</a>), George Phineous Hatchs' parents.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb2OLKipfimFKIDWPy7Y5DPbYNw6dhGSCLGDh2T2-iqbLyJZZRzmmDI69zQnFxFWoXZBtr6ncbA97rgcwLK0rzMyLNaipXNqi0TXqueHnSATvPyIv3_KBj0oPEvZqR_6SkvQOUe5hnW10/s1600-h/IMG_7888.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb2OLKipfimFKIDWPy7Y5DPbYNw6dhGSCLGDh2T2-iqbLyJZZRzmmDI69zQnFxFWoXZBtr6ncbA97rgcwLK0rzMyLNaipXNqi0TXqueHnSATvPyIv3_KBj0oPEvZqR_6SkvQOUe5hnW10/s400/IMG_7888.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363705837983886466" /></a>Here is the resting place of Katy Hatch (my Grandfather's sister), scroll down a little farther for more information about her and her short life. She is buried next to her parents in Taylor, Arizona cemetery.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWQ9sIQ9G9vPF4-l1HW9H59CFjrhRBlwFg2v3E1JK3Ja5ireBzta_4nYHKIH1XSVGqowtldYLI6LkjClUl6gLpSM1sjSVMDE4XsrQEdJD6Yn4Yb51oLLgBjHcAOhjbsZdHPOcRGorzv8A/s1600-h/IMG_7892.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWQ9sIQ9G9vPF4-l1HW9H59CFjrhRBlwFg2v3E1JK3Ja5ireBzta_4nYHKIH1XSVGqowtldYLI6LkjClUl6gLpSM1sjSVMDE4XsrQEdJD6Yn4Yb51oLLgBjHcAOhjbsZdHPOcRGorzv8A/s400/IMG_7892.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363705824437728994" /></a>Now I'm in Woodruff, Arizona in the small cemetery there. As you can tell it is a very desolate place. I think it was 110 degrees while I was there. Her husband and his other wives are buried in Utah, and she is here alone. <a href="http://members.cox.net/jameshistory/a_hanson.html">The life of Alice Hanson Hatch link.</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgycnkVNXc2WPZd_1bSOASDwiuCZGbp0Q_EaqS8fXiP_cLe5DlhN4Ubqxa-SQx05UiVSd2Fy3lF5WiLShd6_QZsa2ZBjPgs0N9jnIAaQxM4qtl0xVvCh_uCgpPrUCA4mXt3OwsQ72D3PIc/s1600-h/IMG_7896.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgycnkVNXc2WPZd_1bSOASDwiuCZGbp0Q_EaqS8fXiP_cLe5DlhN4Ubqxa-SQx05UiVSd2Fy3lF5WiLShd6_QZsa2ZBjPgs0N9jnIAaQxM4qtl0xVvCh_uCgpPrUCA4mXt3OwsQ72D3PIc/s400/IMG_7896.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363705819355907394" /></a>This is a picture of the damn in Woodruff as it stands today. <a href="http://members.cox.net/jameshistory/lh_hatch.html">Lorenzo Hill Hatch</a> was called to Northern Arizona to colonize, and one of the first things that they did was to build a damn so that they could farm. The stones were huge, and the first three damns would wash out during the rainy season because of the great rainfall. This fourth one was built a little farther up the river and has stayed today. Amazing.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjysQo3QlEftxdOvRaT16PTKtyeYrpwlto4ZT1msIzdQ9fu43kNv9uknb57siEReYJlUdObeFXQ4EteJbJ2Je_Lv5VgJb-rJSSxCrTHCxX5ybQHj50DEt8tuM4iL0NIC4YUc-WidFPhszA/s1600-h/IMG_7897.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjysQo3QlEftxdOvRaT16PTKtyeYrpwlto4ZT1msIzdQ9fu43kNv9uknb57siEReYJlUdObeFXQ4EteJbJ2Je_Lv5VgJb-rJSSxCrTHCxX5ybQHj50DEt8tuM4iL0NIC4YUc-WidFPhszA/s400/IMG_7897.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363705810808124642" /></a>Here are my parents at the Woodruff damn, we spent the week together. I slipped back into the daughter roll and let them take me where they wanted (I played the part well, sitting in the back of the car with my ipod).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgWRr0HiaHEb9XQsoCDIL9Go_p4fKfsYg-j7t-RLuy-lgmteQhRwgtHDJ7dMjOJv7gx1DsDG3Qmgc6y-JNoJIH33JJHScWI0WgPJNULk6s7r175uWIDOJRvJ7Fz45GFCgPwNaVbXEP1yU/s1600-h/IMG_7904.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgWRr0HiaHEb9XQsoCDIL9Go_p4fKfsYg-j7t-RLuy-lgmteQhRwgtHDJ7dMjOJv7gx1DsDG3Qmgc6y-JNoJIH33JJHScWI0WgPJNULk6s7r175uWIDOJRvJ7Fz45GFCgPwNaVbXEP1yU/s400/IMG_7904.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363705204646623538" /></a>Jodi and her husband Keith arranged for us to go horseback riding while we were there, mine was a very short ride (I wasn't feeling well), but enough for a picture.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5DjqnEadU756YaDrCRl4ea54D0BmmTAcZSKjfVa9nFNqHHBmVxSThBsSzxiEt9lWFQ9AdCy2GjPZaQ713OTxe4Bv1X_85flk5h-K0lSBk6Nylf2CXDYR-X665VSZ9dVKsEh2TjBx3To/s1600-h/IMG_7907.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5DjqnEadU756YaDrCRl4ea54D0BmmTAcZSKjfVa9nFNqHHBmVxSThBsSzxiEt9lWFQ9AdCy2GjPZaQ713OTxe4Bv1X_85flk5h-K0lSBk6Nylf2CXDYR-X665VSZ9dVKsEh2TjBx3To/s400/IMG_7907.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363705203837277858" /></a>The next day we drove to Pine Top, AZ to go to the Katy memorial but first we stopped and had lunch together and told the story of her life (we were kicked off the land by an Indian Marshall even though we had a permit), but he guided us straight to the memorial that was on Indian land but we were allowed to be there.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmhzGvQ9ADhmOu8gArWwq8gPKFVHU1v1kLAgT9GwWWFonDp87N1ZF52-N_Q-G3yjhjloNHGC80ayeXJ1f6DDpttybMaGRyEmh1Gm4U5zP4MOC-YzCxstA29ICEdEd5SXkMgfYMeR3ZmH4/s1600-h/IMG_7910.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmhzGvQ9ADhmOu8gArWwq8gPKFVHU1v1kLAgT9GwWWFonDp87N1ZF52-N_Q-G3yjhjloNHGC80ayeXJ1f6DDpttybMaGRyEmh1Gm4U5zP4MOC-YzCxstA29ICEdEd5SXkMgfYMeR3ZmH4/s400/IMG_7910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363705195157325474" /></a>The Katy story is a part of my history, I remember my mother telling me this story when I was young and I remember it being sad but oh, so intriguing, and then as an adult making me weep as I viewed this story as a mother. <a href="http://members.cox.net/jameshistory/sister.html">Grab a kleenex and read her story</a>, told by Katy's sister who was 11 years old at the time. <a href="http://members.cox.net/jameshistory/h_lore.html">Here is a shorter version from the news paper if you would like a short read.</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTMpo7GT8Uv9y-OT2f83bqGQHXtQRj1-WkRdw4uO9puTD46A9kBEcDy78y9_QSvK9jbEHTzkqJif5yi6Dwk7XU9hvmzHgGqz-6wcAqqo4vtsqvETYCrPoCh5GJRBthuoMM5orYkbpLoy0/s1600-h/IMG_7919.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTMpo7GT8Uv9y-OT2f83bqGQHXtQRj1-WkRdw4uO9puTD46A9kBEcDy78y9_QSvK9jbEHTzkqJif5yi6Dwk7XU9hvmzHgGqz-6wcAqqo4vtsqvETYCrPoCh5GJRBthuoMM5orYkbpLoy0/s400/IMG_7919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363705185981024050" /></a>Everyone in this picture is one of the originals (my mom and her sisters), and then first cousins and their spouses. There was another pic took of everyone that came to the monument grandkids, great-grandkids, and so on, but too many people.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2mc9jMbClrRcIo-4NTu7VixmycAhTWRZJKPQj8_KpFEEpE7T5pEcZenI64wvPIr1aZZxtYNB1hYgHzJYvk0PbnUk3DxmdVyPaNcwo56pIeqHaArchCm52OdWdd9wBfBVlo_868S6IOAE/s1600-h/IMG_7921.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2mc9jMbClrRcIo-4NTu7VixmycAhTWRZJKPQj8_KpFEEpE7T5pEcZenI64wvPIr1aZZxtYNB1hYgHzJYvk0PbnUk3DxmdVyPaNcwo56pIeqHaArchCm52OdWdd9wBfBVlo_868S6IOAE/s400/IMG_7921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363705176714044898" /></a>Here I am after shooing the little kids off the monument (there are three kids behind, they didn't want to leave). So many places I went, so many people I saw that I hadn't seen in a while. It was a great blessing to be able to go and share my genealogy with so many wonderful family that I love. Thanks for a great reunion at the land of my (part of)heritage.Connie Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09662298100916255604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-31977134589474261682009-07-31T12:55:00.000-07:002009-07-31T13:59:36.492-07:00Argentine Licuado<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003300;">The latest post from Mark: When I was a young man on a mission in Argentina, I would often go to a street vendor and purchase something that was called a "licuado". They would have blenders and bins full of cut up fruit and whip us up a frozen beverage that was very refreshing! When I returned to the states and later was married I missed the licuado and created my own recipe from the memory of what I saw them put into the blender. It was very simple:</span></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikaodLkS2C1YEGvTrstaQDd8J05ZgB5BXIhptVFWrD4SsPZ0xbslYOVByMo7VeubfclEBzQzaCLTakiSuMyCXa9kVwOeL_aqTaoiGyXVCkcmpANvrscXpd5msRya0Zb1mEkxpz8-OwCfE/s1600-h/IMG_8165.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikaodLkS2C1YEGvTrstaQDd8J05ZgB5BXIhptVFWrD4SsPZ0xbslYOVByMo7VeubfclEBzQzaCLTakiSuMyCXa9kVwOeL_aqTaoiGyXVCkcmpANvrscXpd5msRya0Zb1mEkxpz8-OwCfE/s320/IMG_8165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364716295680700514" /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663366;">first I start with ripe fruit. Bananas are my favorite. I also really like apricots, peaches, and strawberries. Use whatever is on hand (and about to be thrown out for being over-ripe!) Two bananas are just right. Use the equivalent amount of other fruits</span></span></div><div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqiS_MSxWIxHi5VWbooiGgsVUYG-rRwBC6Wrq4pcZTb8VbW6rSG3NJIC0JOuvyyNcdgJvHPiN7eoEJUOb9mPkL26hyphenhypheny9xzukXEYpVcxywAx4LnlI-5XQGLPAbLuQoiQ2vExBcUH1ztuBw/s1600-h/IMG_8167.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqiS_MSxWIxHi5VWbooiGgsVUYG-rRwBC6Wrq4pcZTb8VbW6rSG3NJIC0JOuvyyNcdgJvHPiN7eoEJUOb9mPkL26hyphenhypheny9xzukXEYpVcxywAx4LnlI-5XQGLPAbLuQoiQ2vExBcUH1ztuBw/s320/IMG_8167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364716291911649378" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330099;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330099;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330099;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330099;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330099;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330099;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330099;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330099;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330099;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330099;">In the blender: pour just enough milk to cover the blades. Then add your fruit. Add some sugar - I just pour some in - about a quarter of a cup. Begin to blend. Hint: if it doesn't want to blend at first, try the "pulse" or "chop" setting.</span></span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbakrjoH5AXjT-_zMPt0lYRqMi4HI5sQple-zBGH8KSbqdV5makejq8uH9LxpXil1wMjTS3gnYOq7-lSyZR_pyg1wANL8hb63UF87NNwRbk-UXWsT4P217hLKW6LRSbKq7cRYiQjrgloM/s1600-h/IMG_8170.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbakrjoH5AXjT-_zMPt0lYRqMi4HI5sQple-zBGH8KSbqdV5makejq8uH9LxpXil1wMjTS3gnYOq7-lSyZR_pyg1wANL8hb63UF87NNwRbk-UXWsT4P217hLKW6LRSbKq7cRYiQjrgloM/s320/IMG_8170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364716287267084642" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330000;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330000;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330000;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330000;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330000;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330000;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330000;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330000;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330000;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330000;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330000;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330000;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330000;">Get some ice ready in a bowl (16 to 20 cubes as pictured). Add the ice to the running blender one at a time.</span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIn79TQlyrUD6SQbVDV6CGq7JuWunlbyEk1Dr-a1zfzS4NnKaeVSu0dMl7Kf_ssctEY3YsLiwsVYEhMjZU-C1yWXC40P0J0Y6u1MaPyfdvDqnHRHahzz30odSNJHpHVO7orvMBOB9VOJ8/s1600-h/IMG_8174.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIn79TQlyrUD6SQbVDV6CGq7JuWunlbyEk1Dr-a1zfzS4NnKaeVSu0dMl7Kf_ssctEY3YsLiwsVYEhMjZU-C1yWXC40P0J0Y6u1MaPyfdvDqnHRHahzz30odSNJHpHVO7orvMBOB9VOJ8/s320/IMG_8174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364716030052727970" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003333;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003333;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003333;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003333;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003333;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003333;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003333;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003333;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003333;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003333;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003333;">The licuado will begin to 'thicken'. When it is the consistency of a milkshake then you know that you have added enough ice!</span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9vwmCofouofSF4LpzAcf_UutNfq3hSevySzO3inwn65_CgAJ8Ylm5MWB__3N2YJozx00uPDgzpSKyjy83f-KkbGT1yCt3mu6Fq_QwJTSt6jIdJzBHiim8hDoK7UGVUpE7q89ngQex6XM/s1600-h/IMG_8178.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9vwmCofouofSF4LpzAcf_UutNfq3hSevySzO3inwn65_CgAJ8Ylm5MWB__3N2YJozx00uPDgzpSKyjy83f-KkbGT1yCt3mu6Fq_QwJTSt6jIdJzBHiim8hDoK7UGVUpE7q89ngQex6XM/s320/IMG_8178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364716026341166802" /></a><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330033;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330033;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330033;">Now comes the good part. Pour the licuado into two tall glasses . . .</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330033;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330033;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330033;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330033;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330033;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330033;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHfRFlzHTuRXQwWgbaoPoRt1lgnjRjjSM59FComzb0Z_U9TCsS__3EGKXVaiyJMzmcrZDZgPfZh8D1xIBJKz5nxaLBWg0huMJw6QSd28-kiFtm1prluMGGuNK8VYsVYG5ody03-v3UzFo/s1600-h/IMG_8181.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHfRFlzHTuRXQwWgbaoPoRt1lgnjRjjSM59FComzb0Z_U9TCsS__3EGKXVaiyJMzmcrZDZgPfZh8D1xIBJKz5nxaLBWg0huMJw6QSd28-kiFtm1prluMGGuNK8VYsVYG5ody03-v3UzFo/s320/IMG_8181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364716019527389794" /></a><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">and . . .</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj62_cnPooq8pZay3LV-vaMpiHWSiUUmS_q788BHJ2XaekhzdYA8DYTxObuejlTmRBqc3Kw4LSuFI8rpXDVwRojHmB3xu1lmW4j6l3UI38Axxd3_QbhB54WY7y3P-7ki-JNvuqwUz9xHN8/s1600-h/IMG_8184.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj62_cnPooq8pZay3LV-vaMpiHWSiUUmS_q788BHJ2XaekhzdYA8DYTxObuejlTmRBqc3Kw4LSuFI8rpXDVwRojHmB3xu1lmW4j6l3UI38Axxd3_QbhB54WY7y3P-7ki-JNvuqwUz9xHN8/s320/IMG_8184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364716013400315890" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003333;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> Enjoy!!!!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#99FFFF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">If you don't have a </span></span><a href="http://wize.com/blenders/t595-smoothies"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">blender</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> - here is a website to help you pick one out. If you think you need the 12,000 dollar one, I recommend that you take a trip to Argentina instead!!</span></span></div></div>mark hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13701386413844776447noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-90376410127842343302009-07-29T14:10:00.000-07:002009-07-30T08:18:46.516-07:00American Lion<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;">Here is the latest post from Mark: </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;color:#333300;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#333300;">I was given the book "American Lion - Andrew Jackson in the White House" (Jon Meacham, Random House paperback 2009) as a gift for Father's Day from my son. I had hinted that I would like it. It has been a wonderful read. I am about a fourth of the way through it. Here is a couple of 'fun' facts that you may not be aware of: he was the 7th president of the United States. He was in his early 60's when he took office. His wife passed away suddenly just a few weeks before the inauguration ceremonies. His niece (in her mid 20's) took over the duties of the first lady (hostess and such).He carried around a bullet in his shoulder that he received in a dual where he had killed the other man - it often caused internal bleeding. His opponents thought that he would not be healthy enough to take office, much less make to fill a second term. He made many changes that truly made our government more one of the people (instead of the 'aristocrats'). The thing that I like especially about this book, and others that I have read that are like it (Lincoln, Truman, John Adams, 1776), is that it gives a sense of everyone else that was important at the time and what was going on in the country - not just about the man. I recommend it to anyone who enjoys historical books.</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAAoFfh0vThVO7hL9kYnA_UpsJCCEqirUvyt6SESy_lahjy-I5Jdy8WK5FdcuC-wBYiNeezepDqp4VcoL-l_JSzxFbGJ8kbRzDXxHesbFks_n2pP77C873Szl4i0Kjxq0Suz4v6LsTFA0/s1600-h/AndrewJackson.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 173px; height: 218px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAAoFfh0vThVO7hL9kYnA_UpsJCCEqirUvyt6SESy_lahjy-I5Jdy8WK5FdcuC-wBYiNeezepDqp4VcoL-l_JSzxFbGJ8kbRzDXxHesbFks_n2pP77C873Szl4i0Kjxq0Suz4v6LsTFA0/s400/AndrewJackson.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363993311405108274" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><b>Andrew Jackson</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;">here is a link to another <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/11/10/books/10masl.html">review</a> of the book</span></div>Connie Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09662298100916255604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-452627496066463122009-07-27T14:01:00.000-07:002009-07-29T14:37:02.682-07:00Biking with Ken #2<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;color:#666600;">Here is the second post by <b>Mark</b> (one of these days it will say "Posted by Mark H at the bottom!) - </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;color:#666600;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;color:#666600;">Sometimes I think the world views Southern California as one big stretch of cities broken up by freeways. This morning I went riding with Ken #2 (there is only one Ken #1) through a place called Thompson Creek Trail and then into San Dimas Canyon. I thought this would be a good addition to my current school assignment. Ken #2 was patient while I stopped periodically to take pictures:<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> </span></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVgHn5-xIc-QoIC8FFh_FHhSYq4vSxfg0yfyqgajYqUwnK4Npp_ywtfsMlIpGGJJbQSD_Idllk_c931zwxbhR7GbxIvxc36hB-_HYSe84i7ns75RWOXJ91LVCEfihSTdsoIuL7_kOPo28/s1600-h/IMG_8075.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 400px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVgHn5-xIc-QoIC8FFh_FHhSYq4vSxfg0yfyqgajYqUwnK4Npp_ywtfsMlIpGGJJbQSD_Idllk_c931zwxbhR7GbxIvxc36hB-_HYSe84i7ns75RWOXJ91LVCEfihSTdsoIuL7_kOPo28/s400/IMG_8075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363248472222626242" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">These flowers were growing near the 210 freeway - I had to put my camera lense through a chain link fence to capture them!</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj8RIzhvUH038rjuvaVKujR6F3MEJ7hC19hwezd30HaIEWmd7CDIKhpkRHc6sbPJExF2f2oO0_3qQ6quqARSXGHTUhHM-MBoFwgqHExLOscepSOabQD6MNeggc5oqqAwaKx6FKFMzfMk0/s1600-h/IMG_8071.JPG"></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj8RIzhvUH038rjuvaVKujR6F3MEJ7hC19hwezd30HaIEWmd7CDIKhpkRHc6sbPJExF2f2oO0_3qQ6quqARSXGHTUhHM-MBoFwgqHExLOscepSOabQD6MNeggc5oqqAwaKx6FKFMzfMk0/s1600-h/IMG_8071.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj8RIzhvUH038rjuvaVKujR6F3MEJ7hC19hwezd30HaIEWmd7CDIKhpkRHc6sbPJExF2f2oO0_3qQ6quqARSXGHTUhHM-MBoFwgqHExLOscepSOabQD6MNeggc5oqqAwaKx6FKFMzfMk0/s400/IMG_8071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363248460860804178" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;">This is looking north along San Dimas Canyon Road.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCh7vcJ-C0MdIHxvBv2rwJFyMd4txtGeo7SYvcnDWpeRW_ADbQbBrfnWx1qyqigZxcXvjJN0HlEn0a-ExkPyaBXasKrxGK7g7xiuLHfpb2hZTiitCPbxxHwg5uXHyoFJPyJ4WagpqYnNs/s1600-h/IMG_8067.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCh7vcJ-C0MdIHxvBv2rwJFyMd4txtGeo7SYvcnDWpeRW_ADbQbBrfnWx1qyqigZxcXvjJN0HlEn0a-ExkPyaBXasKrxGK7g7xiuLHfpb2hZTiitCPbxxHwg5uXHyoFJPyJ4WagpqYnNs/s400/IMG_8067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363248457102060978" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;">There is a little stream along the Road. Unfortunately, there is trash - I avoided including this in my picture.<br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2T7Rzc3HRMAf0l97DAaLncvUoGyHhAE2su6FjDgYfJQUezWoZwepSeW7g5OvMyV2JvAVMGjHuqidxW9vIvq-EuCjiZvuUZs34rgH4YuVV99t8HpCnDiWppe8V6095tZW59hlCf2CFwZM/s1600-h/IMG_8058.JPG"></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2T7Rzc3HRMAf0l97DAaLncvUoGyHhAE2su6FjDgYfJQUezWoZwepSeW7g5OvMyV2JvAVMGjHuqidxW9vIvq-EuCjiZvuUZs34rgH4YuVV99t8HpCnDiWppe8V6095tZW59hlCf2CFwZM/s1600-h/IMG_8058.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 354px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2T7Rzc3HRMAf0l97DAaLncvUoGyHhAE2su6FjDgYfJQUezWoZwepSeW7g5OvMyV2JvAVMGjHuqidxW9vIvq-EuCjiZvuUZs34rgH4YuVV99t8HpCnDiWppe8V6095tZW59hlCf2CFwZM/s400/IMG_8058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363248452062396018" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">Here I am with Ken #2. This is taken along the Thompson Creek Trail.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH4c1aMj1iyBRI7h7tq7hdjinv9F_KSaKUWYiffUicEXCRyyX8eqMwZRQvB7oyeiMViXvRMJt3woUDPHvjPKdtazaJ1qtxqb9x1hWpbbxvUXp326uLd4g5eEhyNYOgt4Hii9ruCVGwFUQ/s1600-h/IMG_8063.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH4c1aMj1iyBRI7h7tq7hdjinv9F_KSaKUWYiffUicEXCRyyX8eqMwZRQvB7oyeiMViXvRMJt3woUDPHvjPKdtazaJ1qtxqb9x1hWpbbxvUXp326uLd4g5eEhyNYOgt4Hii9ruCVGwFUQ/s400/IMG_8063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363248442889986690" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;">It is great to get outside and see nature, exercise the body and spirit!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;">Here is a link to the location of <a href="http://www.ci.claremont.ca.us/ps.cityprofile.cfm?ID=1709">Thompson Creek Trail</a>. I recommend that you start at the parking lot at the top of Mills Avenue. The trail begins across the street to the west. To get to San Dimas Canyon Road: when the trail crosses Baseline, turn right, and then right again on San Dimas Canyon Road. There are other ways to get there, but this is the easiest to remember!</span></div>Connie Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09662298100916255604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-58750375714162569002009-07-26T15:44:00.000-07:002009-07-26T16:29:08.524-07:00Pansies!!!<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600CC;">H</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">E</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">v</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">r</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">yone! This is Mark and although Connie and I set up this blog (thanks Nicole!!) to be for the both of us I have never contributed to it. I am in a class this summer at Cal Poly that is teaching me to use technology to help me as a teacher. For one of my assignments I am required to set up a blog (or add to this one!). This is my first posting. I decided to add a few photos that I took recently in our garden and comment on them. Many of you may recall the watercolor paintings that I have done of Pansies - it is my favorite flower. I love the variety of color, contrast, and texture. They are such a 'happy' flower. Enjoy these photos, the poor things have not done well recently with the heat! I realize as I read this that it is rather lame, but hey! everyone has to start somewhere. Who knows - I might get better at it! Each posting (for my class) must have an information/educational element, picture(s), and a link. So if you notice these elements - then I am doing ok (lol)</span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbSgp3OdVYwQMxLKvu2rUYayq8qK9D9rVdclgvIvI_PUeRVNyhcjNzTuUi-B8FtXKetVwbGfUBibYKWwq_ksyFf6iyK5wVoyOokjerhBCnBLlzj9GGz9Ok1W23xgadHckJtNcCARLTALQ/s1600-h/IMG_1806.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbSgp3OdVYwQMxLKvu2rUYayq8qK9D9rVdclgvIvI_PUeRVNyhcjNzTuUi-B8FtXKetVwbGfUBibYKWwq_ksyFf6iyK5wVoyOokjerhBCnBLlzj9GGz9Ok1W23xgadHckJtNcCARLTALQ/s400/IMG_1806.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362904785867590802" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;">Pansies are easy to grow from seed. they can be purchased in small pots at the nursery. </span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiirEFDz39Q5mXHti2gJqjhvn51TlKwqcNKoYHCht5vxj_oBdBFErup_PMnrXzP_Xm48dA-cw1BvevQwl-VoKSafe6gQmMOR4EG5EOUbvI-igP-L3tTM_298Y3xzp8khkof2wtrh_jy7Nk/s1600-h/IMG_1843.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiirEFDz39Q5mXHti2gJqjhvn51TlKwqcNKoYHCht5vxj_oBdBFErup_PMnrXzP_Xm48dA-cw1BvevQwl-VoKSafe6gQmMOR4EG5EOUbvI-igP-L3tTM_298Y3xzp8khkof2wtrh_jy7Nk/s400/IMG_1843.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362904778296382706" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;">As you can see - they come in a wide variety of colors!</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2meKApm7DpO8_-UBLpECd8fXq5MgyJtfxzvTL-KA55tGVpVR8nMak1xoC4UkPpcYSHmv7tLA0gyAgBL-okDY7ME9CRMnrT4nPqFhwERySX542pkRGOPzJPOfcypVZ2ybSCIWIuWQPCqo/s1600-h/IMG_1792.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2meKApm7DpO8_-UBLpECd8fXq5MgyJtfxzvTL-KA55tGVpVR8nMak1xoC4UkPpcYSHmv7tLA0gyAgBL-okDY7ME9CRMnrT4nPqFhwERySX542pkRGOPzJPOfcypVZ2ybSCIWIuWQPCqo/s400/IMG_1792.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362904772854605490" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#333300;">Besides the actual flowers, I like the shape and color of the leaves and the buds.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5PRyXHsBCg4pBeCeyHccWhdYO6n5gOf5trS5a67RheKk36-oqixhYyq6HCd5UkoRv_KyqhXC07qKPYQ4Z8hiEyf2d8S10jQ9RGF4X3sC1B5adN2ynzQFggfaQhfOl8krIrAS-R1E_GAs/s1600-h/IMG_1800.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5PRyXHsBCg4pBeCeyHccWhdYO6n5gOf5trS5a67RheKk36-oqixhYyq6HCd5UkoRv_KyqhXC07qKPYQ4Z8hiEyf2d8S10jQ9RGF4X3sC1B5adN2ynzQFggfaQhfOl8krIrAS-R1E_GAs/s400/IMG_1800.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362904770181567922" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600CC;">Some of the flowers do not have the dark contrasting centers, I think it gives them a totally different look and makes them seem more delicate.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvUMy1S8ziAJMF7Qu5vuW6_8eTFtvoV-9OI1ZBkH-HM6VQ-zMSpQF_puHYee86WqlMzYxBCRXgaaFcR_5bUxS6_Fg5T7IDvODICcwYK-fNu2Bc-6sRdOBFd3kcYvWa4HB8m74XY6lyzCw/s1600-h/IMG_1794.JPG"></a><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvUMy1S8ziAJMF7Qu5vuW6_8eTFtvoV-9OI1ZBkH-HM6VQ-zMSpQF_puHYee86WqlMzYxBCRXgaaFcR_5bUxS6_Fg5T7IDvODICcwYK-fNu2Bc-6sRdOBFd3kcYvWa4HB8m74XY6lyzCw/s1600-h/IMG_1794.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvUMy1S8ziAJMF7Qu5vuW6_8eTFtvoV-9OI1ZBkH-HM6VQ-zMSpQF_puHYee86WqlMzYxBCRXgaaFcR_5bUxS6_Fg5T7IDvODICcwYK-fNu2Bc-6sRdOBFd3kcYvWa4HB8m74XY6lyzCw/s400/IMG_1794.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362904759991094194" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;">These seem very regal - dressed in their finest 'velvet'!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;color:#330033;"><a href="http://www.sunset.com/garden/flowers-plants/violas-new-faces-00400000039119/page2.html">The following link tells why pansies (violas) make a good addition to the western garden.</a></span></div>Connie Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09662298100916255604noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-32478609896002922642009-07-17T17:32:00.000-07:002009-07-17T17:32:00.701-07:00Beach Days<div>Mark loves the beach! He has beginning skin cancers (and scoops as I call them where some have been removed) on his back to prove his reckless teen years. But his love for the beach is strong. The beach is always in our summer plans so we invited kids and grandkids to join us.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiUODOOdhVAs7UkkeQDwuOUUUzfivza3Vtto0hOprVgkfVdhMojli7YW7c8p9KGVxaK5Y1jblZpvu9qXTlDGVOqFhUPiLfHxj_B83ZTjXDUBfIf7CzwNqw_N-gL76bX1yYtdHr5PNUC6M/s1600-h/IMG_7684.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiUODOOdhVAs7UkkeQDwuOUUUzfivza3Vtto0hOprVgkfVdhMojli7YW7c8p9KGVxaK5Y1jblZpvu9qXTlDGVOqFhUPiLfHxj_B83ZTjXDUBfIf7CzwNqw_N-gL76bX1yYtdHr5PNUC6M/s400/IMG_7684.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358542116109759650" /></a>You know these cute faces, so I'll refrain.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVK20KNg2Zw2mdTOOZGL2OUAsYNRC_-urCmxeCUvx4QcVqBZw2PMzL32DR9OSuXYL8lDccOToxDJJll030IfXov2RLXKrShG-OxEShXo69yQTfYFc61ONf8oCGdbNXmB6TqOe4k6ie4YI/s1600-h/IMG_7692.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVK20KNg2Zw2mdTOOZGL2OUAsYNRC_-urCmxeCUvx4QcVqBZw2PMzL32DR9OSuXYL8lDccOToxDJJll030IfXov2RLXKrShG-OxEShXo69yQTfYFc61ONf8oCGdbNXmB6TqOe4k6ie4YI/s400/IMG_7692.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358542108792437698" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHNJQ5owdSoAhiHaku9ZCImcSwcAPwTDKDOXDIeRWK_wlSIYINi9x3CQWvAqr-fkCiHfIZB6xQP4og3wM20h_MWzUaiD68OVHNQFWkRqkcaFgVu8uavfbl_5jVMEkbNcSrcJ-xGL38jXs/s1600-h/IMG_7698.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHNJQ5owdSoAhiHaku9ZCImcSwcAPwTDKDOXDIeRWK_wlSIYINi9x3CQWvAqr-fkCiHfIZB6xQP4og3wM20h_MWzUaiD68OVHNQFWkRqkcaFgVu8uavfbl_5jVMEkbNcSrcJ-xGL38jXs/s400/IMG_7698.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358542104363815538" /></a>We went to Corona Del Mar so that we could show Aidan the tide pools, but we didn't check the calendar and it was very high tide, Scott did manage to find some sea anenimees (I have no clue how to spell this and neither does spell check) to show him. Keep Laughing.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNbZoHc69OPM8gyG24h4gfhyphenhyphenWINxSPmZBjL8HIyUP_wa9yvE3A9JPjfo99AKrJ-WUSvHbJMduEqmiv_75ij2OsGUWAUmglFR5gGW7f_mYrkuv9cBKOmAyp3t411yGxy62DmDN3_S82Zq4/s1600-h/IMG_7724.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNbZoHc69OPM8gyG24h4gfhyphenhyphenWINxSPmZBjL8HIyUP_wa9yvE3A9JPjfo99AKrJ-WUSvHbJMduEqmiv_75ij2OsGUWAUmglFR5gGW7f_mYrkuv9cBKOmAyp3t411yGxy62DmDN3_S82Zq4/s400/IMG_7724.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358541895363035170" /></a>He found lots of sea weed to carry around and each time it kept getting bigger. He called the sea weed gorgeous!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVO6ITV8_2gGqDf8wKTb6NIldTLqwuHrzfe0zOax6ZTxFPmcDKJMhqkGXK-1OP4H739ka6len8tMi6_B945asF-j7FD7u3P_ivsKlyITLsxrX9PEvg6-aDgEMoKqHjiJ5TEaTeKAWpDQ0/s1600-h/IMG_7728.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVO6ITV8_2gGqDf8wKTb6NIldTLqwuHrzfe0zOax6ZTxFPmcDKJMhqkGXK-1OP4H739ka6len8tMi6_B945asF-j7FD7u3P_ivsKlyITLsxrX9PEvg6-aDgEMoKqHjiJ5TEaTeKAWpDQ0/s400/IMG_7728.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358541888615793938" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAG5Y925BLUEojPTbgFBmrZtPUnkIfwvrq2jyfRcz4rE2GN00NP_U4tANSyi_LiSBOFfXe9TTNrwvZ7NxAXI8yzT_vSS4cnCqltXwWN36vdoqjfl5KPNAJbSy5MvJTfjSLXscyylGV2so/s1600-h/IMG_7733.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAG5Y925BLUEojPTbgFBmrZtPUnkIfwvrq2jyfRcz4rE2GN00NP_U4tANSyi_LiSBOFfXe9TTNrwvZ7NxAXI8yzT_vSS4cnCqltXwWN36vdoqjfl5KPNAJbSy5MvJTfjSLXscyylGV2so/s400/IMG_7733.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358541881843558946" /></a>Grandpa found lots of time to enjoy the ocean with Aidan.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuuSSMw_5XpS0PF256Mx_9e226dt_PImJX8GvxDk7wizuSxzWLQJwGSZEO8aiUnyebQLoa8iN_SdLSLEl5bEVqJE2tcJvhaq9s5w5nb1HsLh2edMgoX2h6UHpNdXHJsTzUL9bnfcL9F7A/s1600-h/IMG_7740.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuuSSMw_5XpS0PF256Mx_9e226dt_PImJX8GvxDk7wizuSxzWLQJwGSZEO8aiUnyebQLoa8iN_SdLSLEl5bEVqJE2tcJvhaq9s5w5nb1HsLh2edMgoX2h6UHpNdXHJsTzUL9bnfcL9F7A/s400/IMG_7740.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358541879309261794" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj98vJPG1bLR6rCJpZMbcqmnU6rAELfHODgQ6qUS2FfzVFZL89AwXcMyQYNWDusfQgY0Xdb1PF7V4GjAa3qlSGWUobIZA7Z8prH_ODOrQPmnkSyFf14HzEmz4YYA5tHLzo6M3w7GxSBQng/s1600-h/IMG_7760.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj98vJPG1bLR6rCJpZMbcqmnU6rAELfHODgQ6qUS2FfzVFZL89AwXcMyQYNWDusfQgY0Xdb1PF7V4GjAa3qlSGWUobIZA7Z8prH_ODOrQPmnkSyFf14HzEmz4YYA5tHLzo6M3w7GxSBQng/s400/IMG_7760.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358541875357938578" /></a>What a pretty day. Couldn't have asked for better weather, warm with a slight breeze, and as you can tell, decent waves.Connie Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09662298100916255604noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-32047646899522007532009-07-14T20:48:00.000-07:002009-07-14T21:15:51.590-07:00Utah with Grandkids.<div>My summer vacation is very short this year, so I started it off right where I wanted to. With Grandkids!! With Nicole's family now in Draper and Heidi's still is Payson, Utah I needed ten days (that's all I had) to soak in all the time I could with them.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO_-DGn-xNF-CapgrZisEtbvCNokmsJu5mtqD8XrXu7f36rrSr11w5Cf_h6WI6iCN-s-KH6J8t_5M-XIY4kASRnb28G62e56SZ_4iGChgeq6LyoMXXBy2w1UoxyhsMSWMlKXw_5ygAENY/s1600-h/IMG_7257.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO_-DGn-xNF-CapgrZisEtbvCNokmsJu5mtqD8XrXu7f36rrSr11w5Cf_h6WI6iCN-s-KH6J8t_5M-XIY4kASRnb28G62e56SZ_4iGChgeq6LyoMXXBy2w1UoxyhsMSWMlKXw_5ygAENY/s400/IMG_7257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358530688716688386" /></a>This is in Nicole's back yard, it had been raining quite a bit since I've been here, the sunshine was a nice escape.<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixxWVXDmgJv9wSheLU0u2y-7YrVNWlHV66luWUv-aSybOM5HnMt0QQLlf6ssg6Wsswz4UakiQeBkF2bxH2_fLY6xdRuxBfB4lOCkQ1wWfCadsf3Er4y77lWkJyxbGAm47EU7rBSlrwrO8/s1600-h/IMG_7261.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixxWVXDmgJv9wSheLU0u2y-7YrVNWlHV66luWUv-aSybOM5HnMt0QQLlf6ssg6Wsswz4UakiQeBkF2bxH2_fLY6xdRuxBfB4lOCkQ1wWfCadsf3Er4y77lWkJyxbGAm47EU7rBSlrwrO8/s400/IMG_7261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358530685421221954" /></a>We (them really) ran around for hours enjoying everything and everyone.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcgdozdSlRyw6w9dJU6fb0y4CLFi8bvmfK3jzpRnyxmQ4CFwVoWkL7tVIftRCYC075GVQTnRYUUQUCL1u5Kmu94JoVLn9cKuSvU2XrgJ0k7a6_KdHRWNlbOyBx_1uzSNfkuWGgowWH6JU/s1600-h/IMG_7263.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcgdozdSlRyw6w9dJU6fb0y4CLFi8bvmfK3jzpRnyxmQ4CFwVoWkL7tVIftRCYC075GVQTnRYUUQUCL1u5Kmu94JoVLn9cKuSvU2XrgJ0k7a6_KdHRWNlbOyBx_1uzSNfkuWGgowWH6JU/s400/IMG_7263.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358530682557133506" /></a>I sure do LOVE all of these people.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMKZZsVYYNT7fCAAuE73837kYm1xCxU_oe0CyPSDVagakMDSdbJfMCVuOflfKEbFgOXNZQVMWqO6U05SwjAgqAtcaTd6VKJYtbEVoU3XkNoFuj2Cs6BpUTM7pPz9AuuxkLgVsOh28xjio/s1600-h/IMG_7290.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMKZZsVYYNT7fCAAuE73837kYm1xCxU_oe0CyPSDVagakMDSdbJfMCVuOflfKEbFgOXNZQVMWqO6U05SwjAgqAtcaTd6VKJYtbEVoU3XkNoFuj2Cs6BpUTM7pPz9AuuxkLgVsOh28xjio/s400/IMG_7290.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358530676377971026" /></a>These pictures should be switched, the kids got to paint/art first, then when things got quite in the evening the adults came out to play I mean paint.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqys1sdZjtaMUyk3Kyp6t9pOfr-OheflvWyVdZGAbrbtIHFPCVoXy6dUE-aPIDx7w40bHNaELNNaun9aH7iGmGfUJA4_3OeskBWzQBabDQbRI_TFGiFSbgQfw3gc8yUwgkgjk_AHqz-eQ/s1600-h/IMG_7284.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqys1sdZjtaMUyk3Kyp6t9pOfr-OheflvWyVdZGAbrbtIHFPCVoXy6dUE-aPIDx7w40bHNaELNNaun9aH7iGmGfUJA4_3OeskBWzQBabDQbRI_TFGiFSbgQfw3gc8yUwgkgjk_AHqz-eQ/s400/IMG_7284.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358530667140584562" /></a>Grandpa always brings art supplies when he comes to teach art concepts, and create with them.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOnSvH3YzcVRmsBKmeX4iVN654H0nWUkL4VVouAsclH9dqBopo1IGKD6LpNnx5OgQCfBMYZ2KUBLmY1KU2Lx3TAQYiuin4lFzJwMbKyGXPuPxp8GZd7IRYCP-_6UJdm0YZTyZL4v4xtoI/s1600-h/IMG_7301.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOnSvH3YzcVRmsBKmeX4iVN654H0nWUkL4VVouAsclH9dqBopo1IGKD6LpNnx5OgQCfBMYZ2KUBLmY1KU2Lx3TAQYiuin4lFzJwMbKyGXPuPxp8GZd7IRYCP-_6UJdm0YZTyZL4v4xtoI/s400/IMG_7301.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358529378211749218" /></a>One day we went for lunch and a hike in the mountains not far from Heidi's place.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjQ8DiSIGxDoC0dkPcvWgSC9SysoovfAkowOwaMgAXm9WP3NHzElsMCU_TjMYiV81JwP-wT58A_t08T4WHhzAvfo8hFXlFGKKOIw8vmaWeRmLe1ob2J7i0q5LrMrrkIFqUF0e7lAn56iw/s1600-h/IMG_7322.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjQ8DiSIGxDoC0dkPcvWgSC9SysoovfAkowOwaMgAXm9WP3NHzElsMCU_TjMYiV81JwP-wT58A_t08T4WHhzAvfo8hFXlFGKKOIw8vmaWeRmLe1ob2J7i0q5LrMrrkIFqUF0e7lAn56iw/s400/IMG_7322.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358529371934117922" /></a>I Love this pic. Adam is giving his all to the "smile for the camera", and Isabelle just makes me smile. We really had a great time hiking, and then playing in the stream for several hours. It was just beautiful.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKylCpbj3vilHd2NonVYHl2F7RDmwOT5MFZx2xgboqkvHw8FaVIR0F1zJd5ZwN13_b0mYPy3Wnjeh3RfPIFt4jdt60B0Liabuz_qXPFrWx9pt-Q7q2IJkzJmPvTftpFS_zH8-qvYRv7Yw/s1600-h/IMG_7328.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKylCpbj3vilHd2NonVYHl2F7RDmwOT5MFZx2xgboqkvHw8FaVIR0F1zJd5ZwN13_b0mYPy3Wnjeh3RfPIFt4jdt60B0Liabuz_qXPFrWx9pt-Q7q2IJkzJmPvTftpFS_zH8-qvYRv7Yw/s400/IMG_7328.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358529367382616962" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzW1CrGExKYj-bVWnPBQ-9-ALxYUrU5SAA8BKqfjjCg4C6Vuxtob2cEeghT2Ms8vjWw0KmzeNUlnfLa3FDbMygK48EXu1nc4RBEgE5AgpSu6OTA2ISEbFZwsNZMD4Wmwm4AXLeADT8eAE/s1600-h/IMG_7338.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzW1CrGExKYj-bVWnPBQ-9-ALxYUrU5SAA8BKqfjjCg4C6Vuxtob2cEeghT2Ms8vjWw0KmzeNUlnfLa3FDbMygK48EXu1nc4RBEgE5AgpSu6OTA2ISEbFZwsNZMD4Wmwm4AXLeADT8eAE/s400/IMG_7338.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358529358237736194" /></a>I love this picture except for one thing, Nicole sacrificed herself for the good of a pic. Wish we were all in it.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFLrRB1qSbiLfNXRY2j4hFMTFRyXFDH_RDfvX0kyM5zSq0lxeVqdgB5p-ywKOx20Rziln1-vUlOoyy1fR_1V7eP-7UPrVU69YLZrno-jG0eMS0H7Kc4wx6QRmzo2goKoOdU0xTQ2p-tcw/s1600-h/IMG_7356.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFLrRB1qSbiLfNXRY2j4hFMTFRyXFDH_RDfvX0kyM5zSq0lxeVqdgB5p-ywKOx20Rziln1-vUlOoyy1fR_1V7eP-7UPrVU69YLZrno-jG0eMS0H7Kc4wx6QRmzo2goKoOdU0xTQ2p-tcw/s400/IMG_7356.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358529352459184770" /></a>This is what we always seem to do to Grandpa. I don't know if we bore him or wear him out. But after a few zzz's he is back up and rearing to go.</div>Connie Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09662298100916255604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-11693659742727045052009-07-05T09:43:00.000-07:002009-07-14T21:54:49.039-07:00Pecan Graham Cracker Chewy Bars<div>I have promised several people that I would get them the recipe for these yummy bars (finally posted Danielle). So when I made them to take to the 4th of July celebration I took a couple of pics while I was cooking (sort of Pioneer Womenisk) (is that a word?) This recipe is adapted from a cook book "Celebrating With Julienne". They have a pecan pie taste with a great toffee undertone and a really yummy crunch from the graham crackers. Make and enjoy, if your lucky enough to get one, they were all gone after the pot luck and I didn't take one to munch on so I guess I'll be making some for me to eat! The complete recipe is at the bottom of the post.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGUCX-r76M2icvC5J7wG08SKYxM93_q-ry4B8R-3CcsfYqVL3bFLkat6Rzj_kQHlUcthPndeF36i3jZ_wCn9Np_-9Cs4se_0ny19tP0k4hI4GmxBzjXAS7TrHXE-3VifQMpXpb9OEts4o/s1600-h/IMG_7577.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGUCX-r76M2icvC5J7wG08SKYxM93_q-ry4B8R-3CcsfYqVL3bFLkat6Rzj_kQHlUcthPndeF36i3jZ_wCn9Np_-9Cs4se_0ny19tP0k4hI4GmxBzjXAS7TrHXE-3VifQMpXpb9OEts4o/s400/IMG_7577.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355450476941183778" /></a>Some of the ingredients, the major ones anyway, I assume you have the basics of the rest in your pantry. ie: salt, flour, baking powder and powdered sugar, that's it.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXkB-e38txO_ZWD00HYbN5e1J93vk0wYhqIyv1mUnOMtcQS4pdbGeqDsxRgQBhQW9tbK1G55s35aF0JIYkhzvcnC0nHVsu4NiToKQIZjvEr1k7oGKSy-MHMJ11fyvugAAKs_7S5qt2H_0/s1600-h/IMG_7579.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXkB-e38txO_ZWD00HYbN5e1J93vk0wYhqIyv1mUnOMtcQS4pdbGeqDsxRgQBhQW9tbK1G55s35aF0JIYkhzvcnC0nHVsu4NiToKQIZjvEr1k7oGKSy-MHMJ11fyvugAAKs_7S5qt2H_0/s400/IMG_7579.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355450470984373682" /></a>This is how I get my crumbs. Good ole zip lock bag and a rolling pin. Yeah, no mess.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCEkUoRbITOawmxQWMpQInocPCueW2t93ggC82RwMP5fDzJTPiztRRLXOcx165u1p5SvQE45RzDWNeVnTTn5CghhKmfsRHsn4QN5XZlGlDm9yYbREd7ixjczCgZj-mN-pxrNktxiOnkxM/s1600-h/IMG_7582.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCEkUoRbITOawmxQWMpQInocPCueW2t93ggC82RwMP5fDzJTPiztRRLXOcx165u1p5SvQE45RzDWNeVnTTn5CghhKmfsRHsn4QN5XZlGlDm9yYbREd7ixjczCgZj-mN-pxrNktxiOnkxM/s400/IMG_7582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355450466245855714" /></a>Graham crumbs, butter, sugar and flour, this makes up the crust. I just mix with my mixer and then press firmly into a 9x13 pan, I used a glass one.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXSZFyApiHSXcNFzsCEtA-Bh52aAACSAXG9RRQfuts8umf5PyYZW1dL4bHJuCyaWoFadffvAQ2-RKyHT4r80mkwdh7O1rxNm7z3BQpAizO7QbGi7qoEcCAKsX68FmnNgpSAU07BfRfJnQ/s1600-h/IMG_7583.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXSZFyApiHSXcNFzsCEtA-Bh52aAACSAXG9RRQfuts8umf5PyYZW1dL4bHJuCyaWoFadffvAQ2-RKyHT4r80mkwdh7O1rxNm7z3BQpAizO7QbGi7qoEcCAKsX68FmnNgpSAU07BfRfJnQ/s400/IMG_7583.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355450458446960722" /></a>While the crust is cooking I whip up the this rich custard filling. If you noticed I didn't clean the bowl after the crust because the filling has some graham crumbs in it also.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlFBiMv7CAzj5MrFwuuOcSx5ZtAevb8YyZOIybcbg1oV1l7r1_JZjQkDlc3fslJIgiNAT-nO0uohnvlEUvOLQxGxaofMk3x3BdHFvevStJE_wxFE3wrD992djXN4cD_OOBc_cs6k_N-Fo/s1600-h/IMG_7584.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlFBiMv7CAzj5MrFwuuOcSx5ZtAevb8YyZOIybcbg1oV1l7r1_JZjQkDlc3fslJIgiNAT-nO0uohnvlEUvOLQxGxaofMk3x3BdHFvevStJE_wxFE3wrD992djXN4cD_OOBc_cs6k_N-Fo/s400/IMG_7584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355450066765604578" /></a>Oh these pretty pecans, such pretty halves. Soon to be in pieces.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbwtu0d6LD3P7hH49jVnYLZVZg5pTz1CWiXsxoBHI_6FeySbw8FQ-yk8ID1WI3aUUUvz_UAhfewQC_OEWAW_S1vjlWRdoUNT6RQ1RD4jFZerOLSX_6U1uGc0PfWMQraP6VUEn32MASHpc/s1600-h/IMG_7586.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbwtu0d6LD3P7hH49jVnYLZVZg5pTz1CWiXsxoBHI_6FeySbw8FQ-yk8ID1WI3aUUUvz_UAhfewQC_OEWAW_S1vjlWRdoUNT6RQ1RD4jFZerOLSX_6U1uGc0PfWMQraP6VUEn32MASHpc/s400/IMG_7586.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355450062112801186" /></a>When the crust is done pour the filling right onto the crust and then just slide it back into the oven for the custard to cook.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikF6EMgM6ydPk2VDRu6-_V3KQt0jj2fQC01sUI4yDXPT6DEOQSnT-MvC_5LH6a_ifnDKznN1UrAeedA1N4924C9ugZclnGCiAQyosCgZyl2SBzhGa76s9pjSjMVQD547WIB8dpGMZzc8s/s1600-h/IMG_7587.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikF6EMgM6ydPk2VDRu6-_V3KQt0jj2fQC01sUI4yDXPT6DEOQSnT-MvC_5LH6a_ifnDKznN1UrAeedA1N4924C9ugZclnGCiAQyosCgZyl2SBzhGa76s9pjSjMVQD547WIB8dpGMZzc8s/s400/IMG_7587.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355450061576785282" /></a>Almost there.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic8m4hFLd8hrtbbWAKeUHxho5WReZe7PUOL4oa7_jXv-OaD9ECFdJw8PEe28jBYqutxNNcUj9VyuIHhzhyOO_fCr9qZWB1brzNWP6sXzRJ-CVEdRdwbj-btAQzwk9CNZmEEzZ2lAg1qmQ/s1600-h/IMG_7588.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic8m4hFLd8hrtbbWAKeUHxho5WReZe7PUOL4oa7_jXv-OaD9ECFdJw8PEe28jBYqutxNNcUj9VyuIHhzhyOO_fCr9qZWB1brzNWP6sXzRJ-CVEdRdwbj-btAQzwk9CNZmEEzZ2lAg1qmQ/s400/IMG_7588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355450053714038786" /></a>If you could smell my kitchen it would make you happy.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTF0J-zcTgOzGXe3Cxlj2tHxjivM0fCYt0TfyizVVJgbI-xRfrOhbSzo0GntHtrm1tHaicBGO9Om5I4XmrT3c8IC4qWbswez6NX-O8uwJvOiVoKfo9R2FCxb4xzMLJM2rbyHVn2Sm10No/s1600-h/IMG_7591.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTF0J-zcTgOzGXe3Cxlj2tHxjivM0fCYt0TfyizVVJgbI-xRfrOhbSzo0GntHtrm1tHaicBGO9Om5I4XmrT3c8IC4qWbswez6NX-O8uwJvOiVoKfo9R2FCxb4xzMLJM2rbyHVn2Sm10No/s400/IMG_7591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355450046856885650" /></a>I added a dusting of powdered sugar to the top, this hides any uneven surfaces, oh, I didn't have any, it still tastes great with this added addition. Cut when cool and enjoy, then watch the faces of those enjoying as they taste all of great flavors and smile, smile, smile.<br /><!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal">Graham Cracker Chewy Bars<o:p></o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal">From Julienne’s bakery in San Marino </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Crust:</p> <p class="MsoNormal">3 cups graham cracker crumbs (2 pkgs)</p> <p class="MsoNormal">¾ (1 ½ sticks) butter, at room temp.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">¼ cup sugar</p> <p class="MsoNormal">2 tbsp. flour</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin;font-family:Cambria;"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">1.<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span>Heat the oven to 350 degrees.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>In a large bowl with an electric mixer, beat the graham cracker crumbs, butter, sugar, and flour until moist and well-blended.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Press the mixture firmly and evenly over the bottom of a 13-inch by 9-inch baking pan.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Bake until the crust is golden brown, 10 to 15 minutes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Do not over-bake the crust. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Topping:</p><p class="MsoNormal">2 ½ cups brown sugar</p> <p class="MsoNormal">4 extra-large eggs</p> <p class="MsoNormal">2/3 cup graham cracker crumbs</p> <p class="MsoNormal">2 tsp. vanilla extract</p> <p class="MsoNormal">¾ tsp. salt</p> <p class="MsoNormal">½ tsp. baking power</p> <p class="MsoNormal">1 cup pecans, chopped</p> <p class="MsoNormal">1 prepared crust</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Powdered sugar, to sift over the top.</p> <p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"><span style="mso-bidi-mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin;font-family:Cambria;"><span style="mso-list:Ignore"> 1.<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span>While the crust is baking, in a large bowl, whisk together the brown sugar and eggs to blend.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Whisk in the graham cracker crumbs, vanilla, salt, and baking powder until well-blended.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Stir in the pecans.</p> <p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"><span style="mso-bidi-mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin;font-family:Cambria;"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">2 2.<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span>Spread the mixture over the baked crust and return to the 350-degree oven until the filling is dark-golden on top and jiggles slightly when tapped, 20 to 25 minutes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Transfer the pan to a cooling rack and cool completely.</p> <p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"><span style="mso-bidi-mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin;font-family:Cambria;"><span style="mso-list:Ignore"> 3.<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span>Sprinkle a light coating of sifted powdered sugar over the pan, cut into 24 bars.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>The bars can be made 1 day in advance.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Wrap in plastic and keep at room temperature.</p> <!--EndFragment-->Connie Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09662298100916255604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-51488404879406927622009-07-03T19:03:00.000-07:002009-07-03T19:15:55.313-07:00Let Freedom Ring<div>With the 4th of July tomorrow I've been thinking and pondering about so many of the Freedoms that I enjoy. How grateful I am for all who came before me to provide me with so many blessings associated with our Independence. May I never take it for granted. Thank you to all you gave so freely and so much. God Bless America!</div><div><br /></div><div>As a side note on the light side after my sober contemplations I've posted a table-runner that I made to remind me of this great holiday. It was inspired by my Nicole in her Relief Society and many of the fabric pieces/scraps were donated by Heidi out of her stash. Thanks Heidi for the fabric and Nicole for the Idea. I LOVE you both. </div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDQXOiWkwGKoeV8s4veqF5JA2-AzbdWkFp3P4_wNpZhO8U1DDbytGG2PekgnnabxGHOC15uzRnrw4o0TwT_qT2I4M4_fFNMEIj2wbXB9M-jOIdCPHibqh5BIEiIZolL245fIY42RWwwBA/s1600-h/IMG_7576.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 186px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDQXOiWkwGKoeV8s4veqF5JA2-AzbdWkFp3P4_wNpZhO8U1DDbytGG2PekgnnabxGHOC15uzRnrw4o0TwT_qT2I4M4_fFNMEIj2wbXB9M-jOIdCPHibqh5BIEiIZolL245fIY42RWwwBA/s400/IMG_7576.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354419895864662722" /></a> Let's Celebrate our Independence!!! And never Forget!Connie Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09662298100916255604noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-61475704947387973512009-06-29T09:34:00.001-07:002009-06-29T16:42:35.334-07:00How does my garden grow?<div>Here is a quick update on my gardening boxes. I was gone for 10 days to Utah, and what a blessing to come home to this. Yeah for modern irragation. </div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuXXq1JK8yqnGd6FdeI_5LeLf7pgKf2cro0rd3ySmr2Q_ldGTc6z5m1_1ach6Bg-e8xUA5pSQF8wWoUt3VMmBPC-pprdDquN9cbvDG14HVF-17oNn4zFxvBEeAoAxZEHtrmv6pE9tTDNU/s1600-h/IMG_7390.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuXXq1JK8yqnGd6FdeI_5LeLf7pgKf2cro0rd3ySmr2Q_ldGTc6z5m1_1ach6Bg-e8xUA5pSQF8wWoUt3VMmBPC-pprdDquN9cbvDG14HVF-17oNn4zFxvBEeAoAxZEHtrmv6pE9tTDNU/s400/IMG_7390.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352789376468094882" /></a>Chris asked about my planting mix, so with out having to go to the square foot gardening website here's a quick mix. You combine 1/3 compost, 1/3 perlite, and 1/3 spagnum peat moss. It contains all the nutrients that the plants need. I didn't use my own soil. I purchased large pkgs of the stuff from a nursery in Upland. They were pretty reasonable compared to Home Depot who only had small pkgs. of the last two.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgJvMhjrpctLXpOXVPizHC9HCD_iATzXfd7PBKJLmpBY5AVScRi35CDfUhu-Q9NSwzyH-ufGGjN-yEtS9EMoDn5s5dVhSI55X5sdQaSmb0a1INqLOsRyY2_rYvw1251wAkOUCv-cLWSt0/s1600-h/IMG_7391.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgJvMhjrpctLXpOXVPizHC9HCD_iATzXfd7PBKJLmpBY5AVScRi35CDfUhu-Q9NSwzyH-ufGGjN-yEtS9EMoDn5s5dVhSI55X5sdQaSmb0a1INqLOsRyY2_rYvw1251wAkOUCv-cLWSt0/s400/IMG_7391.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352789368412165858" /></a>Some of the tomatoes are ready, and I can't wait for the rest to be harvested.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5TwC-oWbJ5Qp7bZkZyUNdf5EfagsMeKBLw03blP-qxKOfnHvnLnfZ_-eODdjRMgDyouuIDyuNv0mCgfl1ZxlAlyyE31lyg4LwiNRi-P5aKZJzrCcfeuWx7YfDHJhElw2Rq9TjXB_VOgc/s1600-h/IMG_7392.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5TwC-oWbJ5Qp7bZkZyUNdf5EfagsMeKBLw03blP-qxKOfnHvnLnfZ_-eODdjRMgDyouuIDyuNv0mCgfl1ZxlAlyyE31lyg4LwiNRi-P5aKZJzrCcfeuWx7YfDHJhElw2Rq9TjXB_VOgc/s400/IMG_7392.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352789363167060050" /></a>Connie Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09662298100916255604noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9076868051165705519.post-64360375218330321122009-06-29T09:26:00.000-07:002009-06-29T09:34:06.024-07:00Queen Of SoulHere is a cop out of a blog. On Friday night we joined with four dear friends to attend an Aretha Franklin concert but I'm sending you a link to Lisa Blog because she has pictures and I don't. I also want to add that after the great concert I throughly enjoyed the ride home as we discussed gospel and temple related ideas. The evening was filled with great friends, great music and great spiritual interaction. http://lisakirtley.blogspot.com/Connie Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09662298100916255604noreply@blogger.com0