Monthly Archives: November 2013

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I unsuccessfully made Christmas candy again.

It looked so easy in the recipe.   But my finished product looks nothing like it does in the magazine.

I prefer to say that I'm a terrible cook, but I'd be glossing over the real problems I have that result in my less than delectable grub.

Christmas Trash
Christmas Trash

I don't follow directions.  I basically skim over the recipe. Directions saying to cook something for 1 to 1 1/2 hours are viewed as a suggestion.  It's perfectly fine to cook your dish 38 minutes at a higher temperature when you're in a hurry.  Things like sifting, double broiling and blanching are really unnecessary....which brings me to my next point.

I omit ingredients. Does that hamburger casserole really need onions? I don't want to cry...or chop.  Onions don't make me happy.  Seasonings are expensive. Does the 1/8 teaspoon of coriander really make a difference?

I substitute.  Dried cherries aren't that different than Craisins are they?  They're both dried, red fruits.

I add.  Red Pepper makes most any dish better.  Salt is a given whether the recipe calls for it or not.

I don't measure either.

The iphone has advanced my recipe library. I simply take a screen-shot of the ingredients, ignoring the instructions. Things like the order of the ingredients and cooking time can be figured out well enough by guessing.  I generally cook everything at 350 degrees.

And then I wonder.  Why didn't things turn out? Today as I look at the Peppermint Pretzel Candies renamed (for obvious reasons) "Christmas Trash", I'm wondering if this little problem of mine might apply more broadly than simply to my cooking, if that's what you call it.

Transparently speaking, I treat the Bible like I do recipes. I follow it only as it's convenient for me.  I omit the parts that are too much work or the parts that don't make me happy. And boy do I substitute; adding in ingredients not mentioned in the recipe.

I'm notorious for reading a single verse, ignoring the context or making up my own. It's little wonder why some of the promises in scripture don't seem to be reality in my life. I'm following some hybrid recipe for Christian living; God's recipe with my own special touch.

(Delight yourself in a bag of miniature chocolates and that cute flannel shirt at Target and).........delight yourself also in the LORD. -Psalm 37:4

I'm thankful, that in yet another example of grace, the "Christmas Trash" is edible.  Oh, how I'm thankful for grace. But one thing is becoming clear.

The sweet is sweeter when you actually follow the directions.

One more thing.

I'll share the short, incomplete version of the recipe (for Peppermint Pretzel Candies or the recipe to life).  But you better bet you'll do better to go straight to the source.

The thing about directions....is that they're meant to be followed.

All scripture is breathed out by God and profitable for teaching, for reproof, for correction and for training in righteousness. 2 Timothy 3:16

 

 

 

....Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus. 1 Thessalonians 5:18

November is "Be Thankful" Month.  So I'm joining the ranks of those out there who share their appreciation publicly.  And while I'm thankful first and foremost for obvious things like my salvation and my family, I'm trying to branch out and see gratitude in simple places and surprising sources.  Here's the run-down so far.

Thankful

Day 18 Thankful for a messy dinner table; for scraps of hot pink tulle, smatterings of silver sequins, globs of glue and Rylie's words still stuck to my heart- "I'm just glad we get to spend this time together". -Messy times like Rylie's Turkey Project and staying up late studying Spanish 3 with Hayden often results in sweet remnants.

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Day 17 Thankful for the smell of new books.

Day 16 Thankful that our "Drama Queen" finally found some POSITIVE recognition for that flair of hers at the EDA (Educational Drama Association) Meet.photo (70)

Day 15 Thankful for almond/chocolate bark.  Bad cooks needn't worry about the taste; just the shape.

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Day 14 (I'm backtracking here).  Thankful that there won't be stomach bugs in Heaven. And for the first successful Saltine cracker digestion after a stomach bug. Thankful there won't be allergies in Heaven either

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Day 13 Thankful, though last weeks' nights were full of good times, that I won't be sleeping with Zeebie, Stripes, Val and Rylie's other stuffed friends tonight. My guy's home from Africa.

Day 12 Thankful that just a little bit of sweet makes things better; a philosophy that should be practiced with both food and people.

Family and Banana S'mores Double Sweetness
Family and Banana S'mores Double Sweetness

-The kids and I made these the other night.  I can't stop thinking about them; the leftover bananas on the table can't stop thinking about them either. They look sad.....

Tabetha Franklin, the "Main Dish Lady :)"  https://www.facebook.com/MainDishEverydayMeals taught me how to make them.  She teaches me a lot of stuff.  I'm thankful for her too.

Just take a boring banana and make it extraordinary with just a few added chocolate chips and mini marshmallows. Leave the banana in its peel. Make a slit into the banana, but don't cut it all the way through. Grab both ends and push toward the middle opening  the slit, making the perfect spot to drop in some chocolate and marshmallow goodness. Wrap in foil, leaving the foil loose (tented) on the top. Broil on low for about ten minutes.  Reminds me of a song...... "Sweet dreams are made of this".

Day 11 Some of the greatest friendships aren't planned; they sort of fall into place. Working together and having like-aged kiddos are two great friend generators. Sending your husband off to Africa is another great way to forge friendships as you wing-it solo. I had pizza and open-mouthed laughter (not at the same time) tonight with two great girls and their pint-sized sweeties. I regret not having invited them into my home before now.  Another one of my dearest friends became one of my dearest after our husbands made several trips to Africa together several years ago.  So.  I'm thankful for surprise friendships.  And I'm thankful for sending my husband on a mission trip.  You should try it.

Friends
Friends

Day 10 I am thankful for our veterans. I don't think I can wrap my mind around the sacrifices that have been made for me to be able to enjoy freedom. Day after day I take that freedom for granted, but today I am grateful- for my Grandad and for all the great men and women who have given, that I might live with liberty.

Day 9b Thankful for my husband's stinky workout shirt that always hangs in my closet doorway.  Jason. you linger even when you're not here.

stinky workout shirt
stinky workout shirt

Day 9 Thankful for fierce, smash your hair and forehead hugs-by my seventeen year old.

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Day 8 Thankful for Tests. Seriously. Just read this http://kristiburden.com/?p=6661

Day 7 Thankful for Jason who loves me unconditionally; in posed moments and the candid ones too.

Day 6 I'm thankful for chicken wings; particularly from Wing Stop when accompanied by those fries with the secret seasoning. Trust me.  They're good.

Day 5 Thankful for Africa and its teaching that God is much bigger than we could have dared to imagine.

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Day 4 I'm thankful for the little stranger in the kindergarten hallway that told me I looked ravishing (and on a bad hair day at that).

Day 3 Thankful that Jesus is a friend of sinners.  And thankful to have heard my friend Christy Zenon sing about it like it was gospel truth.

Day 2 Thankful for my talented and abrupt daughter who wrote a poem about my cooking  (Move over Shel Silverstein). Check out her poem (or mom roast rather) here http://kristiburden.com/?p=6693 .

The Next Shel
The Next Shel

Day 1 Thankful for these rays of sunshine.

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Back at then end of September Hallie had a big idea.  A dear little friend (pictured above) lost her life when she was hit by a car last year. Hallie had come up with an idea to honor her memory.  She'd found several bandanas in her room and began to snip away at them creating a few cute headbands.  She typed up a flyer and an order form asking for a dollar a headband along with a little information about the friend she'd lost, Ashley. She explained that the proceeds would go to the Humane Society since they both had a love for animals. I don't know what I thought she was going to do with the flyer.  All I knew was that I was glad that, though she was still mourning, she was doing it in a positive manner. So I let her do her thing, mindful that my kids get grand ideas that they forget about the next day.

Here's Hallie's flyer that she posted to Instagram.
Here's Hallie's flyer that she posted to Instagram.

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She came home from school the next day saying that she had solicited her headbands and already had twenty orders. I was worried that she might get in trouble for bringing them to school and  I was also afraid that kids may order a headband and then not follow through so I posted a picture on Facebook of Hallie, Rylie and I wearing the headbands with a little blurb about what she was doing.  I was hoping a few kind people or animals lovers would give her a dollar to encourage her.  And then,.........Oh my!

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I found myself staying up late with Hallie several nights to complete orders.  In the month that Hallie sold headbands for "Animals for Ashley" as she fondly titled her cause, I learned a few things.photo (57)

Sometimes grand ideas don't fizzle.

And people are kind and more generous than I could have imagined.

I learned that if a twelve-year-old can turn her grief into something beautiful, I should try in tough times to do the same.

I learned that distance and even death doesn't mean the ending of a friendship.

Teachers, church members, neighbors and friends purchased the headbands.  Some people just donated money while others bought headbands to give to other people.  She received money in the mail, even from Quebec, Canada.

She willingly spent her own money to pay for the bandanas and rubber bands.  Hallie learned that grand ideas are hard work, staying up several nights until almost midnight making them. With the amount of orders she had, I was able to spend rare time with her making them.  We shared stories and secrets we might not have shared had we not been spending that time together, just she and I.

A little over a week ago Hallie carried a shoebox, full of rolled up bills, to the Humane Society.  Today, November 16 is a year since Ashley's death.  Just like with any tragedy, sorrow can't be erased.  But it is my hope that in all things there would continue to be kind people, like the people I know. - People who know that sorrow can be eased with just a little bit of kindness.photo (60)

Here are some pictures from our visit to the Humane Society.

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 A Thank You from Hallie

Dear readers,

Everyone has a best friend. They play together, get into arguments (especially girls), get into trouble, and share secrets. Best friends also feel like they would do anything for each other. I had my first BEST friend in kindergarten. Her name was Ashley.

We both loved animals and we hated the fact that some of them were homeless, hungry, or abused. So, we decided we wanted to put a stop to it. So, once when she spent the night at my house,  we made some videos on my old school Nano i-pod about how we felt about it. After that, we decided we would stop it together. But, time passed and she moved and I moved.

Exactly one year ago, she was hit by a car, and she didn’t make it. So many thoughts were running through my head. Like, “how could this happen” and “why didn’t I get to at least say bye?”

A few weeks before I started a fundraiser, I was on my i-pod and I saw the videos. I realized that we didn’t get to make the difference we wanted together. So I decided that just because she was gone, doesn’t mean we couldn’t make a difference.  So I decided to sell headbands for $1 and raise money for the humane society.  Me, and my mom never though it would get far as it did.

I had hoped that I would at least raise $15 to $20 out of pure generosity. But we raised 15 times that amount, over $300 including donations. That’s about 250 generous people.

Although that was the most tragic thing that has ever happened to me, I learned just how kind people could be. Teachers, friends, and family made this all possible for us.

Love,

Hallie

 

 

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I have this thing about POST IT notes…
                I would have a hard time getting through the day without POST IT notes. That may seem strange, but I use them for everything. I write cookie orders down for quick reference on my calendar, chore reminders, last-minute grocery list, reminders posted to the door so I will see them as I grab my keys and head out…the list goes on.
Recently, I saw a post it folded in half and tucked away in my husband’s wallet. I wish I had a picture of the faded thing he has been carrying around…it truly touches my heart that he kept it! I asked why he kept it, and he said “Why wouldn’t I keep it?”. (Aww, cue the tears, right?!) It occurred to me that maybe my post it's actually mean something to the rest of my crew around here as well.
You see, I had a couple of really busy weeks, with work and kids and LIFE, and in the meantime, my hubby was dealing with his own things, work, school, etc. As life happens from time to time, our schedules were not clicking as we would like. So after a late night of working, I stuck a post it to his wallet for him to find the next morning as he headed out the door. It simply said, “I hope you have a better day today. Can’t wait to see you after work! I love you”.  Turns out, that was just what he needed.
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You can “post” your online usernames & passwords, you can “post” quirky quotes to hang along your windowsill, you can “post” things on the calendar, you can “post” your lunch, or you can let a post it hang out of your agenda book to hold your spot…but the best thing to “post” is a little note of encouragement. A little “post” it can go a long way!
Even better than all this…you don’t even have to have a post it to share an encouraging word!

My husband is not a note writer, he is my quiet rock. A doer, not a writer. So I felt pretty special and extremely loved when I found this waiting for me the other night…

The last clean towel with a note

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So encourage each other and build each other up,
just as you are already doing.
 I Thessalonians 5:11 NLT

About Jen

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Jen Fournier is one cool gal.  She's serious about her God, her husband and her kids- in that order.  I've had the pleasure to get to know her through God's Girlies as we look above for help in raising our preteen girls with a Christian mindset.  I'm proud to call her my sister in Christ and my friend.  And she makes awesome cookies.

Please consider writing a blog-size "post-it" for A Thursday for Your Thoughts.  The holidays are coming up.  Share a beloved family story, tell us what you're truly thankful for, what Christmas means to you, or let us know how you make the perfect holiday fudge.  Non-holiday posts welcome too.  I can't say how excited I get when someone decides to share on "A Thursday for Your Thoughts".  -So think about it.  And then do it..... please.

You can send your post or questions to-
kristiburden@gmail.com

....Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.

November is "Be Thankful" Month.  So I'm joining the ranks of those out there who share their appreciation publicly.  And while I'm thankful first and foremost for obvious things like my salvation and my family, I'm trying to branch out and see gratitude in simple places and surprising sources.  Here's the run-down so far.

Thankful

Day 18 Thankful for a messy dinner table; for scraps of hot pink tulle, smatterings of silver sequins, globs of glue and Rylie's words still stuck to my heart "I'm just glad we get to spend this time together". -Messy times like Rylie's Turkey Project and staying up late studying Spanish 3 with Hayden often result in sweet remnants.photo (67)

Day 17 Thankful for the smell of new books.

Day 16 Thankful that our "Drama Queen" finally found some POSITIVE recognition for that flair of hers at the EDA (Educational Drama Association) Meet.photo (70)

Day 15 Thankful for almond/chocolate bark.  Bad cooks needn't worry about the taste; just the shape.

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Day 14 (I'm backtracking here).  Thankful that there won't be stomach bugs in Heaven. And for the first successful Saltine cracker digestion after a stomach bug. Thankful there won't be allergies in Heaven either.photo (68)

Day 13 Thankful, though last weeks' nights were full of good times, that I won't be sleeping with Zeebie, Stripes, Val and Rylie's other stuffed friends tonight. My guy's home from Africa.

Day 12 Thankful that just a little bit of sweet makes things better; a philosophy that should be practiced with both food and people.

 

Family and Banana S'mores Double Sweetness
Family and Banana S'mores
Double Sweetness

-The kids and I made these the other night.  I can't stop thinking about them; the leftover bananas on the table can't stop thinking about them either. They look sad.....

Tabetha Franklin, the "Main Dish Lady :)"  https://www.facebook.com/MainDishEverydayMeals taught me how to make them.  She teaches me a lot of stuff.  I'm thankful for her too.

Just take a boring banana and make it extraordinary with just a few added chocolate chips and mini marshmallows. Leave the banana in its peel. Make a slit into the banana, but don't cut it all the way through. Grab both ends and push toward the middle opening  the slit, making the perfect spot to drop in some chocolate and marshmallow goodness. Wrap in foil, leaving the foil loose (tented) on the top. Broil on low for about ten minutes.  Reminds me of a song...... "Sweet dreams are made of this".

Day 11 Some of the greatest friendships aren't planned; they sort of fall into place. Working together and having like-aged kiddos are two great friend generators. Sending your husband off to Africa is another great way to forge friendships as you wing-it solo. I had pizza and open-mouthed laughter (not at the same time) tonight with two great girls and their pint-sized sweeties. I regret not having invited them into my home before now.  Another one of my dearest friends became one of my dearest after our husbands made several trips to Africa together several years ago.  So.  I'm thankful for surprise friendships.  And I'm thankful for sending my husband on a mission trip.  You should try it.

Friends
Friends

Day 10 I am thankful for our veterans. I don't think I can wrap my mind around the sacrifices that have been made for me to be able to enjoy freedom. Day after day I take that freedom for granted, but today I am grateful- for my Grandad and for all the great men and women who have given, that I might live with liberty.

Day 9b Thankful for my husband's stinky workout shirt that always hangs in my closet doorway.  Jason. you linger even when you're not here.

stinky workout shirt
stinky workout shirt

Day 9 Thankful for fierce, smash your hair and forehead hugs-by my seventeen year old.

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Day 8 Thankful for Tests. Seriously. Just read this http://kristiburden.com/?p=6661

Day 7 Thankful for Jason who loves me unconditionally; in posed moments and the candid ones too.

Day 6 I'm thankful for chicken wings; particularly from Wing Stop when accompanied by those fries with the secret seasoning. Trust me.  They're good.

Day 5 Thankful for Africa and its teaching that God is much bigger than we could have dared to imagine.

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Day 4 I'm thankful for the little stranger in the kindergarten hallway that told me I looked ravishing (and on a bad hair day at that).

Day 3 Thankful that Jesus is a friend of sinners.  And thankful to have heard my friend Christy Zenon sing about it like it was gospel truth.

Day 2 Thankful for my talented and abrupt daughter who wrote a poem about my cooking  (Move over Shel Silverstein). Check out her poem (or mom roast rather) here http://kristiburden.com/?p=6693 .

The Next Shel
The Next Shel

Day 1 Thankful for these rays of sunshine.

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Dinner is always quite a mess...
The food that is made never gets to be blessed
My mother burnt the toast and over cooked the roast
Dropped the ham and crushed the yams
Bruised the fruit and in my salad I found a newt
Poured the milk on my feet, the cake wasn't even sweet
Threw the carrots in a tree, I found a rock in my peas
She sat on the lemons and gave our potatoes to Mr Simmons
Dumped the spices... and I'm sure the sodas were drank by the mice
The broccoli tasted very vile, she poured the sugar in the Nile
The meat is singing to me and I'm sure there's a bear in the pantry
How is it possible that we're eating... Is my food suppose to moving?
My beans are snorting like a hog, I guess I'll just feed my food to the dog

 

I've joined the Facebook fad of posting one thing I'm thankful for every day in November, so here's Day 8

I'm Thankful for Tests

That's right.  I said I'm thankful for tests.  Don't misunderstand.  I didn't say I enjoy them; most times I rather loathe them.  Hayden has a big Algebra Two test today; A Spanish Three test too.  I was no help in his test preparation last night.  The material, especially for Algebra Two, far overreaches my "Killin' it" mom skills.  I'm glad I'm finished with Math tests, and scantrons; with paper and pencil tests in general.  I'm still not finished with tests though.  They come at me, the ones that I dread, and the pop tests that fly in my face too.

Just this week I received some tacky correspondence which I felt was undeserved.  All of my kids, at one time or another, acted unreasonably.  I faced the test of putting down my phone and spending time with my kids and husband.

The tests come other times too.   I'll get behind a lady in Target who knows I'm in a hurry so she gets right smack in the middle of the aisle and goes as slow as humanly possible playing with, who I assume, is her grandkid forgetting that she's supposed to get out-of-the-way of antsy people.

Tests aren't fun (for normal people).  They're not something we ask for.  I guess I can think of a couple of students I've had in the past who welcomed an opportunity to "show what they know", but honestly tests aren't really tests if they're easy.  A test is more something that challenges and ultimately grows you.

The best tests, whether it's right before, during, or after you've failed miserably, help you realize that you're inadequate on your own.  They reveal a need for One who can help you through. When Hallie's band uniform still lays across the same chair where I saw it three days ago after having asked her to move it four times, I need help in my approaching her concerning the matter -Otherwise, we both end up sour after a thirty-five minute "conversation". Tests are another invitation to go to God.  He has the answers He's the "good kind of cheating"/ help we can ALWAYS use on a test.

I think we make the mistake of believing that a test's primary importance is showing what we know and often times who we are.  Looking at challenges in this manner makes us believe that if we do well, we are well, we are excellent.....until the next test.  For those tests we fail, we feel like failures.

We do learn for the test, but most importantly, we need to learn from the test.

We learn from the test by remembering when the next test of a similar nature comes along, how we can better be prepared.  How will we react, or will we, when the next abrupt person who speaks needlessly comes along?  What would be a better way to approach your daughter next time she's experiencing a mood swing rendering her unreasonable for a small spell?

Tests are the pits, because too many times I stink it up when they come along.  They remind us of always accessible help.  They teach. They provide a platform for grace......and for that I'm thankful for them.

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I made an Amazon purchase a couple of weeks ago. It's a roll of red "Do Not Enter" tape.

I bought it on a whim when I realized again that the kids habitually go upstairs to their rooms to be singly entertained by their technology. But I can't just complain about them. They'd snitch that there have been a hundred times they're telling me something, but I'm spaced-out on my IPhone.

The red "Do Not Enter" roll has layed on the counter alongside my good intentions for a couple of weeks now. Honestly we have been too busy to spend time together; either Hayden is gone or we're running to piano lessons or picking Hallie up from band practice.

I've learned that spending time together isn't always convenient. While I long for Kumbaya experiences, our "family time" is of the drive through, swing by nature. Still, last night I unrolled the red tape.  I took a yard of it and I tied it to the bottom of our stairway, "Do Not Enter", with instructions to stay downstairs.... in the same room.

Don't worry, the kids had been warned.  I didn't want a revolt so I broke out the snacks and we popped in Monster's U.  I know... I know, a movie isn't the best form of time together, but it's a start. The kids were surprisingly pleasant about the whole experience. I however, if given a grade by the kids, would not receive the standard 95 participation grade.  I texted.  I peeked at my emails.  I missed Hallie's favorite part. Sitting perfectly still on the couch, my mind was a swarm.  I was absent, really.kids

We're going to do this again; snacks, games, conversation, giggles.............

And I'll put the "Do Not Enter" tape on the stairway.  But our next scheduled together time will start with a prayer.  I'll be asking God's help in guarding my "Holy of Holies" that spirit of mine that welcomes too much.  I'll ask his help in saying:

Do Not Enter, Cares of the World.

Keep out, Social Media.

Stay away, Worries and Frustrations.

No trespassing, List of Chores.

The best fortune isn't found by chase or solving the world's greatest problems. Fortune is found at home, together with family.

P.S. I have a hundred extra yards of my "Do Not Enter" tape.  Anyone?

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