Archive for January, 2009

So long Aunt Jemima

Jan 26th, 2009

Under threat of exposure and public humiliation I agreed that it was time to try that whole pancake thing once again.  Perhaps you’ve caught a whiff of my irritating greener-than-thou attitude? That grating pride I send out over the airwaves for each non-exploding loaf of bread baked and each precious raspberry harvested from the garden? [...]

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Eileen’s Homemade Pancakes

Jan 25th, 2009

–dedicated to the memory of Eileen Doyle– These homemade pancakes are truly quick and easy. Plus, they are the fluffiest things I’ve ever made. Check out how they poof up when they hit the griddle– Sift together: 1 1/4 cups flour 3teaspoons baking powder 1 Tbls sugar 1/2 teaspoon salt Mix together, and then add [...]

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I’ve got it all under control

Jan 21st, 2009

Step right up.   Watch the incredible multi-tasking mommy juggle alligators using only the illusion of control…That’s right ladies and gentlemen, the ILLUSION OF CONTROL. Ha! What a joke. I may be the ringleader here, but there is nary a lion, nor a clown, not even a box of crackerjacks willing to bow down before my [...]

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Can you tell me how to get, how to get . . .

Jan 15th, 2009

Now that we all know where baby frogs come from, it’s time to move on.  I know that once upon a time I got my head all wrapped up in the business of making baby squash, but that too is old news.  Next up on the madcap quest to uncover all the secrets of reproduction?  [...]

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I want candy

Jan 7th, 2009

Quote of the day: When I grow up I want to be a candy shop worker.  I mean, after I win the Olympics.  When I  have to get a real job, I’ll work in a candy factory.  Like those guys… That’s Kira, watching her new heroes at work.  After seriously considering a future in aeronautics [...]

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Happy Birthday to you

Jan 4th, 2009

Happy Birthday baby girl. No, wait, that’s not right.  This is not you anymore, lounging around under the table with the balloon, waiting to blow out the candles on your 3rd birthday cake. This is you now.  Independent.  Determined.  Generous.  Empathetic.  And unbelievably eight years old. When did you make the leap from being my [...]

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