Friday, October 29, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
My inspiration for this year's costume may also be the best 21 seconds ever recorded on film:
I know it's covering up my sidebar, but it's so much better big : )
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
I also love the fact that they are both super simple to make, and the ingredients are easy to keep on hand. First, lets talk spicy shrimp soup. This recipe popped into my email box last week under the heading of Super Simple Soups for Busy Moms. The short list of ingredients included shrimp, tomatoes, cilantro, garlic, and salsa, all things I like, so I knew the soup would hit the spot. The finishing touch of lime and avocado chunks make the soup a perfect lunch, snack, supper, or all three : ) Check out the link, you'll love the soup.
This next one is a bit different, but I cannot tell you how amazingly good it is. While I love the shrimp soup, I'm truly addicted to my Acorn Squash - Honeycrisp Apple concoction.
I say concoction because I was feeling inventive and made this one up.
I truly enjoy Acorn squash and eat quite a bit each Fall when its in season. I generally slice it open, scoop out the seeds, season, cook and eat. Simple but good.
This year, I was slicing a Honeycrisp Apple and decided the sweet but tangy apple would compliment the creamy, mellow squash nicely. So I scooped out my squash, cut up my apple, then sprinkled pumpkin pie seasoning, ginger, anise and cardamom in carved out hole in the squash, piled as much apple in the hole as I could, then sprinkled a bit more pie spice on the top. I covered the top with plastic wrap and cooked for about 6 minutes. The result was a warm apple pie-ish dish that just screams fall.
I generally cook one half at a time, but there have been days where I've eaten an entire acorn squash in one day. Acorn squash are loaded with beta carotene, so I could start to look a little orange if I keep eating them every day, but I can't help it. If you give this a try, and I hope you do, you HAVE to use a Honeycrisp apple. I discovered them last fall. Having grown tired of mushy, grainy, not sweet, tough skinned apples, I went to the produce department searching for the most expensive apple I could find. I figured eating expensive apples had to be better than throwing cheap apples away.
The Honeycrisp apple I found was huge and pricey. One apple cost me almost $3, but it was the best three bucks I've ever spent. Firm, crisp, tart, but sweet. The Honeycrisp is, without a doubt, the perfect apple. My kids love them and don't even use the word apple anymore. Instead, they ask me to slice up a Honeycrisp.
Yesterday, they gave everyone in Grace's gymnastics an apple for Halloween. On the way home she bit into it and quickly handed to me. "Mom, take this, it looks horrible, sounds horrible, and tastes even worse." It was a Red and Delicious.
I realize that's lots of rambling about an apple, but once you try them you'll understand.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Which was fine with us. Our victory over Iowa State would be an exclamation point on last week's victory over Nebraska. Coming off of back to back losses, Texas had traveled Lincoln, and beaten number five Nebraska at home. It was a huge upset, and we at Texas, knew we were back.
There was absolutely no doubt in our minds that we would win this game, win the rest of the games this season, and head to a respectable bowl game. Some would call this arrogance. But we Longhorns don't really think of it at such. Or, at least we didn't.
We choose to think of ourselves as magnanimous. Generous. Forgiving. Free from petty resentfulness or vindictiveness. Showing a lofty and courageous spirit. That's us. We're better than everyone else, but we're not going to hold it against you.
Ray and I have traveled far and wide and been insulted every way football fans can possibly imagine. I've been flipped off by old ladies, yelled at, spit at, cursed at, you name it. Once, I even had an OU frat boy walk up to me and shout right in my face, "Bevo doesn't have any balls!"
I smiled, and replied, sweetly, "You're right."
People are always pissed off that Texas can go anywhere and beat anyone. But we can't be bothered by angry losers. We are always gracious in our victories. Because we're not just good at football, we're good at pretty much everything.
Ray and I woke up bright and early Saturday morning, got ready, and picked op our friends Ellen and Tony. They both graduated from Iowa State and had never been to a Texas football game. We were excited about showing our Ellen and Tony our school, our stadium, our football team.
I remember staring across our huge stadium at their tiny little strip of red shirted fans near the south end zone just before kickoff. Smiling, I asked Ray what he thought would happen if we lost to Iowa State. His response included a quick muffled laugh and something about Austin completely melting down. I laughed too, I was kind of thinking it might be a shut out.
Several hours later, we were sitting in the afternoon sun, watching the last few seconds tick off of the clock. UT had just turned the ball over on downs and Iowa State had magnanimously taken a knee for the last play of the game.
Walking out of the stadium everyone had the same what-the-fuck-just happened look on their faces. We were all completely stunned. Numb. We had just watched helplessly as our team got their asses handed to them by an opponent that we all considered completely inferior.
Arrogance. Clearly, we're well acquainted with arrogance.
Now, we at Texas, are going to have to finish the season getting to know fear.
Friday, October 22, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Grace chose the pumpkin design entirely on her own. I merely helped with the carving.
Ray designed the (frat) boy pumpkin and used a Dremel tool to carve it. While I can't condone pumpkin vomit on my front porch, I do respect the innovative use of a power tool.Grace's kitty pumpkin turned out great and I think it has a lovely glow. The pumpkin on the right is the giant pumpkin we carved a couple of days ago. We weren't certain if he was scared, or sad, but now we're pretty sure he's disgusted by the barf.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
She even took pictures of me, happy amongst the pumpkins.
I have to say, I adore October. Just imagine if you loved, I don't know, say roller skates. And, one month out of every year, complete strangers imported thousands of roller skates from hundreds of miles away, put them in fields on the side of the road, then, let you come, whenever you wanted, and do pretty much whatever you wanted with the practically unlimited supply of roller skates.
Such an event would be amazingly cool, right? Well, that's how I feel about pumpkins and October. It's like a dream come true. Carter, however, was not feeling the love. For some reason, he was incredibly difficult the entire time we were at the pumpkin patch. It's no coincidence he was holding a 'grumpy' pumpkin in the picture below. Despite Carter's troubles, we did manage to find a spectacular pumpkin. We never leave a pumpkin patch empty handed, and always try to find one Great (big) Pumpkin every season.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Monday, October 4, 2010
Sunday, Grace was happy to report that she did, in fact, see the pumpkins had been delivered when she rode by with my mom.
Today, we knew it was time to hit our first pumpkin patch of the season.
Seventy-three degrees and sunny, it could not have been more perfect pumpkin weather. And the patch did not disappoint. The first few days after pumpkin delivery are important if you are interested in the biggest and best pumpkins. The big pumpkins sell out fast, but they were everywhere today.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
I love garage sales. To me, searching for hidden treasures at garage sales is just like dropping quarters into a slot machine waiting for the triple 7's to line up. If one garage sale stinks, there's always hope at the next one. The kids don't share my enthusiasm, they generally peter out a few minutes in. So, I give them each a few bucks and let them buy whatever they want. This way, we're all happy.
After searching the entire morning we wound up with all kind of used kids crap and one dingy, dirty copper bucket.
Once I had the bucket shiny, but still weathered looking, I added some pumpkins. It's a known fact, pumpkins make everything look better. See...
I think the bucket makes a great addition to our fall front porch. And, yes, the terra cotta pumpkin was also a garage sale find : )