Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Cookies for Aunt Angela

Today, my two assistant chefs and I made a special treat of chocolate chip cookies for my best friend and their honorary Aunt who lives way off in Mississippi. The process started with Assistant Chef Number One trying to eat the package of chocolate chips:

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Once the bag was safely out of her hands, we were able to proceed with the mixing of ingredients. In preparation, Assistant Chef Number Two lined up all the measuring cups neatly in his apron (you gotta' love a kid that likes to keep things organized - makes a mommy proud!):

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Aunt Angela will be pleased to know that hygenic measures were at the highest during the cooking process. As evidence, at one point Assistant Chef Number Two said "I'm sucking the snot up into my nose so it won't fall into Aunt Angela's cookies". Cookie production was promptly suspended while I made Assistant Chef Number Two go blow his nose. Production was delayed further when he came back without washing his hands and was sent back to the bathroom to clean up properly.

Delays over, the cookies were finished, and we popped them in the oven. The assistant chefs watched to ensure the oven did its job properly:

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It's 10:39 a.m., and all the cookies are baked and ready to be packaged:

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But wait! The assistant chefs insisted that quality control measures be taken prior to packaging to ensure a great product was being sent to Aunt Angela:

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Everyone agreed that the cookies are delicious, so Assistant Chef Number Two wrote a quick note to go with them before we boxed them up for the mailman:

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Aunt Angela should get her cookies in 1-2 days. I've never sent cookies through the mail before, so she may get a big box of crumbs. But, hey, they'll be crumbs full of love! Oh, and Aunt Angela, I know there are 44 cookies in that picture above and somewhat less than 44 cookies in your box, but ah, let's just say that quality control measures were REALLY important to us and we had to test to be sure that each sheet of cookies was acceptable.

Friday, August 22, 2008

Z is for Zebra!

My daughter grabbed some zebra print remnant fabric at the store the other day and wouldn't let it go. Well, she did let it go, but only after I pryed it out of her hands and she screamed at the top of her lungs. Not wanting to listen to screaming while shopping, I let her keep the fabric.

There was only one yard of fabric, so I decided to try to make the pinafore from a vintage pattern I've been wanting to use for a while. It turned out too big, but after a few adjustments I managed to make it wearable, and I thought it would be the perfect outfit for my daughter to wear on a trip to see the animals at my son's favorite animal sanctuary today. Unfortuantely, Evidence the zebra wasn't in his exhibit today, so he didn't get to see his little zebra-clad friend that came to see him.

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Monday, August 18, 2008

The Dangers of Surfing While Hungry

Do you know how when you go grocery shopping when you are hungry you end up with a lot more food than you would normally have (tell me that it's not just me that this happens to). Well, apparently, I can't read blogs while hungry because a very similar thing happens.

Sunday afternoon, after the kids and I woke up from our after church nap, I took some time to check my email and read a couple blogs that I frequent. Well, Eva just happened to have a most delicious sounding recipe for guacamole along with some delicious looking pictures. The deliciousness of the post combined with my "just up from a nap hungriness" caused me to ignore the fact that I have a cold and that I really don't enjoy Wal-Mart on the weekends. Before I knew it, the kids and I were dressed and in the van heading to the store to buy the ingredients for the guacamole.

I am happy to report that the trip to Wal-Mart was worth it. It was the most delicious guacamole I have ever had! The only change I made to the recipe was to not include the green pepper, and that's only because I could not find any organic peppers. Peppers and milk are the two things I will not buy if not organic.

My husband doesn't really like guacamole, so I had the whole bowl to myself. I ate almost half of it in one sitting, and then had some more around midnight when I was working on curriculum documents for Sunday School.

At lunch today my son and I finished off what little bit was left in the bowl, and I was running my finger around the bowl to get all the goodness out. It was that good!

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Friday, August 15, 2008

Going Batty!

I went downstairs Sunday night to do some laundry, and was met by a bat sitting in the middle of the floor. EEEEEKKKKK!!! I threw the laundry basket on top of him and called for my husband to come help me. When he got downstairs we started discussing what we should do with the unwanted creature under the basket. I don't know a lot about bats, but remembered reading an article in a parenting magazine recently that made me really scared of them getting in the house because of the risk of rabies. I decided that we should call animal control, so I did.

Animal control was closed and had a recording that instructed those with emergencies to call 911. I really did feel bad about calling 911 about a bat, but I didn't want to let it go and needed to know the proper procedure for handling it. I was quick to tell the 911 operator that I didn't have an emergency, but explained to her that I was worried that the bat might have rabies and wanted to be sure we did the right thing with it.

The operator seemed amused that I was calling about a bat. She informed me that animal control did not handle wild or possibly rabid animals. She told me to let it go. I argued with her and told her that I didn't think that was the right thing to do since it was in MY HOUSE and could have rabies. She laughed and told me that it was getting dark and it was probably hungry and I needed to let it go. Then she told me (as if she thought this was relevant) that she had a bird in her house the other day and she let it go. Well, duh - if I had a bird in my house I'd let it go too. In fact I did have a bird in my screen house, and I handled that without a problem. This is not a bird - it's a bat that has razor sharp little teeth and possibly a disease that could kill us!

My husband, knowing my nature to go overboard with these sorts of things, agreed with the 911 operator and convinced me the only option we had was to put the bat outside. He slid a piece of cardboard under the clothes basket to trap the bat. The bat was not happy about this, and began trying to bite and was making a horrid noise. My husband did get the bat outside and once there, the bat climbed the side of the basket and started spreading his wings as if getting ready to fly.

We all came back upstairs (but not until I saturated the carpet with disinfectant (did I mention my tendency to go overboard?). Once upstairs I began researching bats on the internet. I was very upset to read that if a bat is found in the house and on the floor that it is most always sick and could possibly be rabid. I also read that bat bites are almost undetectable and many people have been bitten or scratched and not known it. The worst thing was a case study on the CDC website about a 4 year old that died after a bat was captured in his bedroom. The child was sleeping, and the family didn't find any sign of bat bites on him so they killed and threw the bat away. The child died of rabies. Later, they recovered the bat and tested it - it was positive for rabies.

At this point I was totally going nuts - I told my husband that we should have never let the bat go, and that he needed to go see if it was still outside because we needed to have it tested for rabies. I knew the chances that any of us had been bitten or scratched by the bat were slim, but when I am downstairs doing laundry the kids play down there, and my daughter would not know to tell me if a bat was flying around her or if it bit her. My husband went outside to check and said that the bat was gone.

AHHHHHHH - I was totally crazy by this point. What in the world was I going to do? From what I read everyone in the house was going to need to get rabies vaccinations. I did not sleep well much at all that night trying to figure out what I should do. On one hand I knew the chance that the bat was rabid was slim and then the chance that anyone had been bitten slimmer, but on the other I knew that I could be risking our lives if the bat was rabid and one of us had been bitten and we didn't get vaccinated. I prayed and prayed and prayed asking that God was help me know the right thing to do.

Monday morning I decided that I should go outside where we released the bat and see if it was by chance still around the area. When I rounded the corner I saw the bat, dead, in the driveway. Apparently it had gone under my husband's car and died and that is why he didn't see it the night before. I can't remember when I have been so happy and relieved at the same time. Finding that bat was the best thing that could have possibly happened. Thank you, Lord!!

I put the bat in a ziploc bag (double bagged it to be exact) and called the health department. The environmental health division representative told me that they would send the bat out for testing, but I had to call animal control to come get it and take it to them. I told her that 911 told me the night before that animal control didn't handle these situations, and she told me that 911 was wrong. GRRRRRRRR (that required a call to the communications supervisor later in the day to ensure the 911 operators were informed of the proper procedure for handling bats in homes).

Animal control came and got the bat, and the health department sent it out for testing. They called on Wednesday afternoon to tell us that it was negative for rabies. HOORAH!! I was literally doing a happy dance when I hung up the phone. The drama was over!!

We still don't know why there was a bat in the basement - there really isn't anywhere one could have come in from except the dog door, and I don't think one would be able to fly through the flap because it's heavy. We think maybe one of the dogs caught it, injured it, and brought it in the basement (where their room is) and it got away and crawled to the room with the washer and dryer. Hopefully that will be the first and last bat that we have in the house!

On a totally different note, today I made some curtains for the kitchen window using some fabric that I got over 4 years ago at a yard sale (for cheap!). I noticed the other day that the fabric matched the new paint color in the kitchen very well, and thought some curtains would be nice. Here is how the curtains turned out:

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Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Gifts for Baby

I went to a friend's baby shower on Saturday. I bought a gift from her registry, but I really wanted to make something too. She is having a boy, and her nursery is going to be firetruck themed. I originally wanted to make a hooded towel with a firetruck applique on it, but when I started actually working on that idea I decided against it. The only good place to put one would be on the back, and something about that just reminded me of a superhero cape.

I really wanted to give her something with a firetruck, though, so I went ahead and made the firetruck and framed it.

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I used the tutorial found here to make the hooded towel. It was extremely easy to make and turned out really nice.

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I had a piece of the hand towel left over, and it was just enough to make a bib. I used the towel for the back of the bib and for the letter on the front. The blue fabric is the blue fabric I used for the binding of my Mom's quilt and for making the latest dress for my daughter (and I STILL have a little bit of it left to use for another project!).

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