You Know It’s A Monday When

sideways-smile-girl You Know Its A Monday When

5 minutes after your husband goes to work your 3 year old asks “Where’s Daddy?”

You’ve called your husband before he can even get to work to ask how to quell a baby’s pain after a severe finger pinching in the cabinet door.

And your husband works 7 minutes from home.

You start laundry at 7:14am.

You loaded a full load of dishes into the dishwasher at bedtime last night.

You unload and then start another whole load of dishes before the coffee can brew this morning.

Just when you pour your hot coffee and get ready to sit down the laundry timer goes off.

You’ve banished the four older children to their rooms and told them not to come out until the rooms are clean.

And it’s not 8:30 yet.

The children tell you they are totally rearranging the bedroom and you couldn’t care less.

You’ve already pulled a bouncy ball, a string, a drum stick, and copious amounts of tiny trash from your baby’s hands.

And it’s only 8:45am.

Baby can’t sleep without a paci.  Baby can’t sleep with a paci with a stoppy nose.

You have to suction the baby’s nose and simultaneously reassure all the small overseers that you are in fact NOT hurting the baby.

Again.  And it’s not 9:30 yet.

You have a to-do list for “phone calls”, “field trips”, “menu planning & cooking ahead”, “school work”, and “posts” that are as long as the week ahead.

You actually have exuberance as well as weariness for the next 5 days.

Tell me, how do YOU know it’s a Monday?

If You Don’t Have Anything Nice To Say

And I don’t.

mud If You Dont Have Anything Nice To SayLord, I bring all of my mud and dirt and filth to You.  And I ask you to wash it clean.

Baby is sick.  He cries when he’s sick.  Makes me realize just how much he doesn’t cry all the rest of the time.  I can’t commit to the time it takes to actually put together a decent post, because guaranteed he’ll be crying again.  And he’s not really ill – just a cold.  So I shouldn’t complain.  Hence, my silence.

I’ve had yet another Top 10 Church moment and I don’t feel like I can or should talk about it.  But I’m drained from the stress and emotional upheaval it’s brought to my heart.  My most recent prayer is that He’ll fix it right.  Just the way it should be – whatever that is.  No matter how much I worry that humans have completely missed the mark.  And they have.  See, I hate it when other people do that.  Tell you just enough to make you want to hear the story, but then tell you they can’t.  It’s pointless and frustrating.  Hence, my silence.

I’m still going through a “I don’t have friends and nobody likes me” slump.  My friend Megan talked about it the other day right after I’d had yet another breakdown over the exact same issue.  The problem is I do have close friends but we don’t live anywhere near each other.  And where I live I can’t seem to make friends.  No matter how much I offer to have you over or come hang out at your house – it just flops.  Every single time.  And I overthink why I’m not a good enough friend.  But I’m not supposed to talk about that.  Hence, my silence.

This week I’m in a discontentment funk.  My blue period.  Where I worry about what curriculum to get and wonder how we’ll pay for it.  Where I see everybody talk about how they don’t have any money and yet see them go on vacations.  Where I look at other people’s houses and see where mine is lacking.  Where it all comes down to money.  Again.  The fine stupid line where I could be in a heckofalot worse situations.  Where I’m one of the richest majority of the people on earth.  And yet I still sit looking at others and what they have.  And I grumble.  And complain.  Even as the weed that I didn’t ask for, nor control, grows up over me to shelter me from the scorching heat. And therein lies the problem.  I want the patience of Job.  I want the accolades of Noah.  But I have the attitude of Jonah.

I don’t have an “everything’s alright now” ending tonight.  Partly because it’s night.  And I need the sunshine to feel the new mercies.  I’ve been waiting for something nice to say and it’s been a few days.  So I figured I’d let you in on why my blog is so picturey and quiet.  Why my Facebook page is more boring than quippy.  And why I don’t really want to talk about it, I just want to get over it.  Usually unblocking my complainingness gets me over my silence slump and back into the real world.  Just a listening ear, it always helps, right?

May Your Weekend Be Just As Busy

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Pancakes

A tutorial on making them fluffy.

Because, though the old saying goes “Flat as a pancake”  really you want them fluffy.  I promise, you do.

I never thought there was an art to pancake making until I worked at the group home and then they taught me a thing or two.

Here are the how-to’s of successful pancake flipping and freezing (yes, freezing, if you’re going to all this trouble you might as well be done with pancakes for good long time, right?).  With a couple creative ideas added just for fun!

Take a deep breath, get as many skillets or griddles as you own out, grab a huge bowl, and get ready to make the entire box at one time.  Yes, you are.  Yes, you can.  The kids are playing Wii, watching a movie, doing SOMETHING, baby is sleeping, you can do this, I promise.  Measure out the ingredients by the directions.  Then keep measuring them out until the whole of the mix is there.  Then just multiply your wet ingredients by how many times you measured the powder.  For instance, if it calls for 2 cups dry mix and 1 cup milk, 2 eggs – then, if the whole box has 6 cups dry mix,  you use 3 cups milk, 6 eggs – got it?  Remind yourself you can do this!

For these I used Bisquick.  They’re my favs (fluffier), but I usually buy the off-brand boxes to save money.  The off-brand boxes usually just call for water, I add vanilla (just put a little in – a tablespoon for the whole box, maybe more? – I don’t measure) and an egg or two for good measure.  The Bisquick actually does call for eggs.  The main thing here is that whether you use off-brand, Bisquick, or a complete “from scratch” recipe you need to mix the dry ingredients in a bowl separately from the liquid ones.  Beat the eggs well, add the milk and vanilla all in one bowl and then add to the dry ingredients.

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You do this because with pancakes (and muffins and quick breads) you don’t want to over mix – it makes them tougher and less fluffy – you want fluffy, remember?

After you add the liquid ingredients to the dry mix stir just until moistened.  This is important.  Don’t over mix.

Now, spray with cooking spray (or when we don’t have it I just use a stick of margarine and rub it right on the griddle) heat your griddles on medium high (or about 375 for the electric griddle) at first.  I usually lower that once I start cooking them, because I’m distracted by little people around me and I don’t want to burn them.  During this time you’re letting your now blended mix set there.  Untouched.  Also important.  By the time the griddles heat the batter should look a little different.

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You know your griddles are ready when you drop a little drop of water on them and the water “dances” and disappears.

Pour your mix by spoonfuls (however big you want them, for the longest I made little bitty ones because my kids liked them, now we’re back to more “normal” sized ones) onto the griddle.  And wait.

When they look like this:

pancake-ready-to-flip Pancakes

with dry edges and bubbles in the middle, it’s time to flip them.  You’re only going to flip them once.  I spray my spatula before flipping.

pancakes-double-griddles Pancakes

When you wait until they are truly ready to flip, then you don’t have much gooey mess to contend with.  Let brown on the second side (this takes much less time than the first side did) and remove from griddle.

This is the entire box of pancakes minus the 8 or 10 I served to the kiddos while finishing up the others.  That’s the beauty of this freezer meal – you can hand out the goodies while still cooking.  Keeps them busy, lets you finish the rest of the cook-ahead meal.

pancake-stack Pancakes

Yes, that’s a Waffle House plate.  From my husband’s lawless college days.  Let’s not talk about that, okay?

I cover loosely with plastic wrap and set in fridge.  When they are fully cooled I label gallon freezer bags and put about 10 – 12 pancakes into one bag (that’s how many we eat at one meal – do what works for your family).  When you want pancakes just pull them out of the bag, arrange on a plate, microwave for a minute at a time, rearranging and checking for warmth.  Butter, syrup, serve!

Now, for the fun stuff!

Sometimes we serve Seussian pancakes (as in Dr. Seuss, get it?)  When I do that I mix all the ingredients together and then break my don’t over mix rule.  I separate the batter into smaller bowls and mix in food coloring – a different color for each bowl: pink, green, blue, purple, whatever!  You can take the fun a step further and make polka dotty ones by swirling and dotting the batter when you drop it onto the griddle.  My kids beg for these every time.

I saw on the Bisquick site that you can write your child’s name in pancake batter if you have an empty squeeze bottle.  Put the batter in a bottle and draw out their name on the griddle.  I haven’t try that yet, but I really want to now!

Okay, last time we talked about freezer cooking I talked you into just browning a bunch of ground beef all at once.  How’d you do with that?  Have you tried it yet?  You mastered it, right?!  Now you’re ready for step 2 – mix up a bunch of pancakes and try it once.  See how it goes.  I wanna know.

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