March 27, 2009

Good Show Mother Nature, Good Show

Who doesn't want a blizzard at the end of March? Man, talk about a reminder of where you live when you get 20 inches well into spring. This was Sam's first big snow so we took some pictures to document the event for posterity. This is Sam standing on the deck. Not sitting...standing.


The return of winter also gave those of us who call The Ranch (Highlands Ranch, for you non-natives! aka "The Shire") home, an opportunity to have a blizzard party. The roads were deserted except for plows and with 4-wheel drive, it was a nice and easy drive. Thanks to the Witty's for providing pizza and cookie dough (which was sadly converted into baked cookies...sad).
Maybe it was the weird weather causing the bizarre behavior, but the women ended up in the basement watching March Madness and praying for our brackets while the guys talked in the kitchen and eventually made it out to the hot tub. I can't imagine why the girls didn't join them, it being the end of march and none of us darkening the halls of a gym or tanning bed with in the last few whatevers. But a good time was had by all!


Peace Out,
Michele

March 11, 2009

Limoncello

I'm in Nashville. Praise God. This is week two of Luke being out of town and my parents have graciously offered for me to spend a week in The Fork (Leiper's Fork, for all of you non-natives). The plane ride was exhausting even with a half-full plane. Sam does NOT sleep outside a crib/pack n play (thanks a lot Baby Wise), nor does he watch TV/DVDs (you too Baby Whisperer). But we are here and I am happy.

Part of that happiness has to do with what I found in the fridge upon my arrival...a bottle of my dad's homemade Limoncello. It was like a light shining down from heaven! Amazingly, after a shot or two (or whatever) the stress of the day's travels just melted away. The stuff is MAGIC, I tell you, MAGIC!

Because I am so generous I will now share how you, too, can make your own homemade Limoncello, and therefore a little homemade happiness. It takes a while, but it is so easy.

Doug Cavener's Limoncello:

5 lemons
Remove all of the zest from the lemons
Put lemon zest in big glass jar (a large mason jar if you wish!)
Add a bottle of Vodka (SKY is a good one)

(you will realize that you have 5 whole lemons, zestless, with which you can make lemonade, desserts, etc)

Cover the jar with plastic wrap and place in a sunny spot
Stir once a day until it gets a strong yellow color, no more than 8 days

Syrup
2 cups water
2 cups sugar
bring to boil until sugar completely dissolves. Let it cool completely.

Add syrup to vodka/lemon zest, stir

Strain liquid through coffee filter

Put it in the fridge for about 2 weeks in whatever bottles/jars you want.

Enjoy responsibly (unless you're at home, then just have at it!)


Peace Out,
Michele

March 5, 2009

Here we go...

First and foremost I have loved cereal for as long as I can remember. I can actually recall sneaking into our kitchen in Amlin, Ohio when I was like 5, and scarfing a handful of sugar smacks when no one was looking. As cereal is not the cheapest thing in the grocery store and we were, to my recollection, allowed the one box per week I was always chastized by my siblings for taking more than my share (We are a very fair bunch, us Caveners).

Imagine my suprise, my sheer glee, when upon moving out on my own I could have as much cereal as I wanted, whenever I wanted it. (there was no time for cereal in college and I was too poor to really indulge therefore Luke was the first to really encourage this nutritionless snack--thanks babe!). Incase you were wondering what my personal favorites were, here they are in no particular order: maple/brown sugar oatmeal, multigrain cheerios, Quaker Oatmeal Squares and Fruity Pebbles.

Speaking of Fruity Pebbles, I should give a shout out to my girl Tracy who at midnight every night of college would have a large bowl of them. Never gained a pound. Truly an inspiration. I can almost feel the sugar sweaters on my teeth.

But I digress...the reason I'm starting this blog is because Luke is out of town for training for 5 and a half weeks, and I have been eating cereal for dinner like a champ. Its been wonderful, although addicting, and I should probably seek treatment and some source of protien.