Cold~Front

Yesterday the heat was brutal, 105 indoors. Someday soon we'll get our AC fixed, but for last night I dragged the big mattress out to the living room & the kids & I camped out with the dogs.

It's so much nicer having a mattress where the rug normally is. After the boy got off to school, I snuggled up with my best girl and we took in a little sesame street.

 

It was fascinating, for about 5 minutes. Dave and I reminisced about a time when Buggies was all about the 'Em~mo', Izzy had some nums and snoozed.

Notice the long sleeves? It's cooled off considerably low 70s-low 90s. Time to make some vegan stew & bust out the hoodies!

Chicken-Fried Brownies

Yesterday afternoon, at his play kitchen, sweet David made his baby sister one 'chicken-fried' treat after another, until he ran out of chicken-fried sugar.

School is good to him. He's learning about all sorts of new things, like meats, friendships & football. We are most definitely in Texas. This week he was proud to announce that he had "tried meat for the very first time!" well, what did you think? "It was...cold. It was...not very good. There was lettuce though!" Oh yeah? "Yeah! That was...not very good either. But there was cheese, I like cheese" Well what else? "Green beans! They tasted...different." Different? "yes...like...not like your's taste...not very good"

I suppose I am a bit flattered and just a tiny bit happy that is isn't fond of the meats.

He also spends a good deal of time working on his 'tough' image & playing with the 5 little girls from across the street. Five new friends! We are too lucky!

They have a hamster too!

Izzy wants to walk. I can see it in her eyes. I can see it in her busy feet when I set her down. I am thinking a little baby push cart would be just the thing. Yesterday she & I scoured every thrift & consignment shop in a 10 mile radius. No luck. Back to the hunt on Monday, or maybe she'll find her balance tonight.

Dave is in the process of 'whispering' the dogs. "I am whispering the crap out of these dogs lately" Ivy responds the best, of course she is the one who needs it the most. She wants to be good, she really does. Right as soon as she's finished burying the hand towels in the yard, then she wants to be good.

wicked awesome banana blueberry muffins

I made these up for Bug's lunchbox in the morning & tested one to make sure they're okay.

ingredients~
dry
1 1/3 c flour
3/4 c oats
1/3 c sugar

2 tsp cinnamon

2 tsp baking powder

1/4 tsp salt

wet

1 mashed up (smallish) banana

3/4 c 'milk'
1/4 c oil

good stuff
whatever you haven't eaten from the pint of fresh blueberries
zest of 1 lemon

PH oven to 375 (f) & hit the tins with some cooking spray

Mix dry, mix wet separately. Add wet to dry until just mixed. Fold in the good stuff.

divide evenly into the prepared tins, 12 of them.


Bake for 18-20 m, until the toothpick comes out clean

Cranberry Nut Muffins

One of the [many] reasons that I love vegan baking, is that I can freely eat the batter without worrying about getting the salmonella. Dave says uncooked eggs are totally safe, I disagree though I am admittedly quite a bit irrational when it comes to the salmonella. Enough about salmonella.

These are some tasty muffins.



ingredients~
dry
1 1/3 c flour
3/4 c oats
1/3 c sugar

2 tsp cinnamon

2 tsp baking powder

1/4 tsp salt

wet

1/4 c applesauce

3/4 c 'milk'
1/4 c oil

good stuff
1 c walnuts
1 c dried cranberries

PH oven to 375 (f) & hit the tins with some cooking spray

Mix dry, mix wet separately. Add wet to dry until just mixed. Fold in the good stuff.

divide evenly into the prepared tins, 12 of them. Sprinkle the tops with turbinado sugar if you have it. I don't, Dave used it all up for his coffee

Bake for 18-20 m, until the toothpick comes out clean

Old Dead Blogs; I hope that no one is reading

I suffer, 'suffer' is a bit strong, I experience panic attacks regularly. I have anxiety disorder. I stopped blogging so long ago I have forgotten how to get into the ol' account

http://nessymasteroftheuniverse.blogspot.com/

Bugs was 20 months old & I was neurotic, compulsive eater, homemaker. Now Bugs is 5 (and a half) we've added Izzy (10 months old) to the mix and I am a medicated, neurotic, compulsive eater, homemaker. I stopped posting when I realized people were actually reading. Putting my bad grammar, awkward sentence structure and sad spelling skillz out there was just too much.

I don't know if it's too much anymore. I am giving it another try