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The demise of a Spatula

Earlier this morning, Patrick was looking for the 'spatula' so he could flip the pancakes.  He called from the kitchen, "Where's the stiff spatula?"

-The blue and black one?

"No it's just black, but it's not flimsy.  It's stiff."

I stopped getting ready for church and went to the kitchen to investigate the issue.  I saw two spatula's in the canister next to the stove.

-What's wrong with those?

"I need to flip the pancakes not scrape the side of the bowl."

- Then why did you ask for a spatula?  You need a flipper.

"Whatever it's called.. Spatula, flipper... where is it?"

Problems with this scenario.  
1. It has long been established that Patrick, pancakes and I are not a combination that ends well.
2. Obviously we are referring to two different kitchen gadgets with the same name.
3. This all took place only 5 minutes after an altercation over the correct method of grinding flax seeds.  
4. I am appreciative that he is willing to make pancakes on Sunday morning, however I wish he could do it on his own... I often feel it would be more efficient if I just made them myself and then tried to get ready afterwards!

We discussed the fact that, yes both items are commonly referred to as spatulas, so I conceded that I could see why there was confusion.  But I had no idea where the stiff one was.  He proceeded to flip pancakes with the flimsy 'spatula/flipper'.  I retreated to the office instead of finishing my dressing and hair so that I could google 'spatula'.

Obviously more important!

Here is what we learned.

Spatula -definition
1. A small implement having a broad, flat, flexible blade that is used to mix, spread, or lift material.
2. A device, such as a small wooden paddle, used to press down the tongue during an examination of the mouth or throat.
from Wikipedia
A spatula, also called an egg slice, a "turner," a flipper in Canadian English, or a yiwen or danny in Fiji, is a kitchen utensil with a long handle and a broad flat edge, used for lifting and turning fried foods.[1][2][3]
In American English, the word spatula is often used to refer to as a scraper.
The word spatula, known in English since 1525, is a diminutive form of the Latin term spatha, which means a broad sword (as in spatharius) or a flat piece of wood and is also the origin of the words spade (digging tool) and spathe.[4]
  Relieved now to have been slightly vindicated, I shared my new found knowledge and we determined that from now on we would refer to the pancake flipping device as a Danny and the bowl cleaning devices as spatulas.  Ahh... a good days work!

After church....

I was hurrying to make a quick meal so that we could get to a meeting and then hurry home to start decorating for Christmas.  I had prepared the meal and needed to broil it for a few minutes before serving.  I quickly turned on the oven while I grated the cheese to spread on the top of the newly created rice/meat/sauce/spinach/leftover-going to be wrapped in a tortilla soon meal,- but I began to smell a horrid stench.  

We've been enjoying the ambiance of the fireplace in the living room and I immediately looked to the fireplace in case there were clothes hanging too close trying to dry that had begun to melt but it wasn't that.  Instead I turned toward the stove where I noticed a black smoke and then.... 

..Voila!

I found the newly named stiff  'Danny'!  Well, what was left of it.  It was in flames.  The frying pan it was sitting in, inside the oven, wasn't too pleasant either.  
I think I'll ask for a new stiff 'danny' for Christmas.  My old one is still outside in a snowbank.... it was the best idea we could come up with when Patrick removed it from the oven still flaming. 

A couple of Kooks!


These were taken just over a year ago... back when they were young....

 
... and kooky!


They've matured since then....



Actually all kidding aside... they have..  It would be truly awful if they weren't so darn sweet!



A tme to give thanks

2 Corinthians 9: 6-15
"But this I say, He which soweth sparingly shall reap also sparingly; and he which soweth bountifully shall reap also bountifully.  Every man according as he purposeth in his heart, so let him give; not grudgingly, or of necessity: for God loveth a cheerful giver.  And God is able to make all grace abound toward you ; that ye, always having all sufficiency in all things, may abound to every good work:  (As it is written, He hath dispersed abroad; he hath given to the poor:  his righteousness remaineth for ever.  Now he that ministereth seed to the sower both minister bread for your food, and multiply your seed sown, and increase the fruits of your righteousness;)  Being enriched in every thing to all bountifulness, which causeth through us thanksgiving to God.  For the administration of this service not only supplieth the want of the saints, but is abundant also by many thanksgivings unto God;  Whiles by the experiment of this ministration they glorify God for your professed subjection unto the gospel of Christ, and for your liberal distribution unto them, and unto all men; And by their prayer for you, which long after you for the exceeding grace of God in you.  Thanks be unto God for his unspeakable gift."


As many sit down to a Thanksgiving feast today, I reminisce to over a month ago, Oct. 11th! (yes I'm WAY behind on my blogging!!) (I'm THANKFUL, there's not really a deadline or any penalty for allowing life to take over!)

Anyhoo... We celebrated Canadian Thanksgiving this year!!  I haven't done it before, always celebrating at the end of November.  Not this year.  Instead, I'm THANKFUL for the fabulous Thanksgiving a la Bailey, and now I'm enjoying a wonderful birthday holiday a la moi!  Four days off to do whatever I please.  (It just so happens, as Patrick so happily pointed out, that I please to do a lot when I get the chance)  I do have a list of things I hope to accomplish.  I'm THANKFUL that I set my own schedule and can do as I please!  I'll see how well I do at the end of the weekend! 

For our feast, and my first ever full thanksgiving spread, prepared in my own home, we enjoyed a succulent turkey.  I'm THANKFUL for my fine electric roaster, which left the oven available for baking apple pie, pumpkin pies, a pumpkin/cheesecake roll and delicious home made rolls a la Tina!  I'm THANKFUL for baking skills and wonderful recipes!  We also had all my favourite vegetables since it was Canadian Thanksgiving; brussel sprouts, beets, carrots and parsnips mashed.   I'm THANKFUL for children who indulge me in trying and learning that they too like the new vegetables.  Mashed potatoes, stuffing and gravy were added to appease the masses.  I'm THANKFUL that the masses are so easy to please. Our timing wasn't perfect... the bird was ready long before the rest of the meal but it was still juicy and nice when eventually all the food was ready to eat.  I'm THANKFUL that there wasn't a deadline other than some grumbling tummies.  I'm even more THANKFUL now, for many Thanksgivings at the Ranch where I've only assisted and and we've all enjoyed a delicious feast!

It was a long day.  A lot of work.  Delicious.  Pricey.  I still don't understand the purpose of spending extra money on a lot of food that I almost couldn't fit into my fridge for one meal for one family.  To show gratitude?  Wouldn't showing gratitude be better shown by giving that extra time, energy and money to those who don't have food?   I'm certainly THANKFUL that we have never had to experience going hungry.

So perhaps this will make up for my bah humbug approach that I've taken many years when I refused to do anything beyond making homemade Macaroni and Cheese! 

I'm THANKFUL for so many blessings, for friends, family, life and happiness!!



I am THANKFUL!

K-I-S-S-I-N-G

We recently had a girls night in!  A variation on a ladies night out.  The younger girls felt a little left out of all the grown up activities so we planned a night without any pesky little brothers.  We watched a more grown up feeling movie and had late night ice cream.  It was fun.  We watched The Man From Snowy River.

Grandma, Bailey, Sarah and Kenzie were all new to the movie.  I, on the other hand, surprised myself by being able to still quote most of the movie!  I was rather obsessed when I was younger.

They enjoyed the film and were excited to learn that there was a sequel!  We added it to the Netflix queue and within a few days we had in in our possession.  Bailey was out of town but we couldn't wait for her to return.  We held another girls night in.

During the sequel there is a little more kissing involved since of course the characters are a little older and wiser now.  It is after all a romantic drama.

The movie was almost over and Sarah asked, "Is that the kind of Irish, or Scottish, or whatever accent they're using, kind of kissing?"

Kenzie replied, "It's Australian kissing."

After a chuckle and a look at Grandma, I replied, "It's just movie kissing.  Real kissing doesn't care what language you speak or accent you may have or even where you live."

The Cookie Bandit


We bake cookies... and bake cookies... and bake cookies and they're always disappearing!  Now I know why... There is a cookie bandit!

I'm relieved... I thought it was because I had been subconsciously eating them all!

Party Time Proof


Duncan recently had a birthday.  It's true...

I realize that it wasn't blogged about immediately and since as my sister puts it... if it isn't blogged about, it didn't really happen!  So.  I will finally update some of the blog posts so that these things can happen.


(Of course it was a little over a month ago, but we had a super deluxe, extra chocolatey, chocolate cake.  We all sang and he officially turned 7!  He's growing up way too fast.


That's a birthday crown his friend made him, not a bandage!

We'd had a fairly relaxing day.  The Connolly's were here for the day and it was lovely outside.  They all tried juggling sticks and then they put on a little performance with tickets and refreshments to show off their new juggling skills.


The weather was warm still and the kids decided to sleep on the deck as a fun way to celebrate the end of Duncan's birthday!  Whittaker was only out there for bedtime and then he was whisked away to his crib!   Much to the other children's dismay.  The deck may have a railing all the way around that make it a large crib as they argued but I stood my ground that he didn't get to stay outside!  It was only for the big kids!


Duncan had so wanted to have a friend party this year and we had decided that we would have a 'let's go fly a kite' party.  I had little kites for each of his friends, planned out some little games and activities and decided to have it at the park near the house since flying kites would need a large field.  So we were all ready for the party, except,  how do you have a kite flying party?  You require an important element... Wind!  How could I send out invitations not knowing which afternoon would be a windy one?  That was only one issue!  The second..... Duncan didn't really have many friends.  He has lots of little friends that he knows... but they're all girls and other than one of them... they don't really hang out with him much... they have other little girl friends they like to hang out with.  He had it in his mind that a friend party would have lots of people.  He just didn't seem to know who these lots of people would be.  So, inviting a bunch of kids over that aren't typically ones that hang out around here with the invitation to come on over on the next warm, windy afternoon doesn't really fly.  (hee hee)

This is why some time passed after his birthday without a party.  I did finally get him to understand that if a warm windy day in early October happened, we would quickly call all his little girl friends and see if they could meet us at the park, but not to be disappointed if they were at dance and couldn't make it during the gust!

All my preparations and chats with him were for naught.  The correct weather conditions didn't present themselves during daylight hours, when we were home and not busy, for many weeks.  And so.... that is why on Oct. 23rd, an entire month after Duncan seventh birthday we finally planned a different sort of Birthday party!  We also had another birthday boy!  Derek had turned 5 only two days previous.  So we referred to it as the Double D bash!

A bash for two boys only one week before Halloween was the perfect opportunity for us to get our pumkins carved, 'and call it a party!!'.  We decorated the house with balloons and streamers and put out the pumpkins and carving tools on the table.  We had games on the counter for early finishing carvers and other activities planned.  The wait for the guests was all that remained!

Guests arrived and we got down to business.  Some more eagerly scooped out the pulp than others.  Even late arrival guests got down and dirty.


We created a lovely, spooky, assortment of great jack-o-lanterns!

With the table still busy with some of the more detailed carvers, and others needing more to do than the games at the counter of halloween 'don't eat pete' and a matching game, we decided to serve our dinner in shifts and then move on to the next activity in small groups.  Dinner was yummy macaroni and cheese.  Thanks to Bailey, we drank a delicious and lovely to behold, throw it together in a matter of minutes from all the juices and fruit on hand punch.  The punch was a hit! (hee, hee)

The next activity was definitely better as a small group activity!  We decided to bob for apples!  It didn't take long for the kids to get excited about this game!   I hadn't given any thought to how to fill the tub when it was time.  So a few minutes were spent with the logistics.  Do we fill pitcher after pitcher and run them outside to the porch?  Will the tub be too heavy if we fill it in the bath to carry out to the porch... oh wait... of course.  There is a hose spiggot, only 2 feet from the tub on the front porch, just fill it from the hose outside!  Easier said than done when the front yard pants are involved!!  The pants were cooperative and agreed to assist with filling the tub if we would be willing to carry the tub to them!  

Once the tub was filled, the kids didn't waste any time getting into this game!  Duncan managed to snag an apple right away... by the stem..  We immediately removed all the stems and made him try again.  Everyone had a turn and the game was on!  It was a lot of fun.  I had wondered if the kids would tire of it or not want to stick their face in the tub of water outside on the porch in the cool evening, but not one complained.  Sarah required an outfit change afterwards but I think that had something to do with her bobbing method.  Cheers erupted as each child succeeded!  


We were glad to head back inside after the bobbing was complete to warm up and open presents. 

Bailey had made a point of getting up and shooing everyone out of the kitchen for a few hours in the morning to create her masterpiece twin dinosaur birthday cakes for the birthday boys!!  They were so excited!  The cakes were way yummy also!  

If this wasn't enough fun, we also had a movie planned!  How to Train your Dragon was showing in the downstairs birthday cinema!  A little popcorn and a movie was a great end  to our night.  Just over five hours of partying and we had some tuckered out party goers!  Thankfully it was bedtime and once the guests were all sent  home, our crew fell happily into their beds!  I think that the change of plans birthday party was a success.  Now I have a bunch of kites, still waiting for a warm windy day....  Perhaps Miles would like a kite flying party in March?