A friend found this and as I read it all I smiled and laughed. Pretty cheeky, coy and creative too. What do you think?
I think I need to own it…
Author: Alexis
Thanks for visiting! I'm a happy mom and wife who loves the smell of books, traveling and food. I like dreaming about alter egos, snuggling with Emma and going on dates with hubby,Travis. Pretty much anything creative I'm into.
I hope you enjoy my rants and raves and come back soon. Oh, and I love comments so please feel free to let me know what you think!
Apple pie/cake is better cold
Definitely tastes better the day after and cold. Another weird tid bit about me is that I don’t like apples. Yes, I don’t like chocolate or apples. Am I still considered ‘American’? 😉
I made this apple (pie) cake because it’s Travis’ favorite. However, I’m sure I will make this with one of my favorite summer fruits- plums!
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Today is starting to look better than yesterday! I see blue sky to the west, all my admin yucky duties are done, clean house and Starbucks happy hour is upon us. Guess where we will be soon?
Hope you have a great Tuesday!
Polish Apple Cake (Szarlotka)
I made a Polish apple cake tonight. We had some friends over and thought it sounded like a safe new recipe.
It’s pretty huh. 🙂 It has 6 apples inside plus a large handful of raisins.
This is how a Pole would serve it probably. Warm with maybe a dolop of cream…but I am American. Can’t ignore it. And although it was super tasty I couldn’t help myself- I had to add a cinnamon glaze. Because apples and cinnamon are the best of friends.
I served it warm. One surprising thing was how dense it was. I couldn’t finish one piece! I have half left over….this is an open invitation to come over and take a piece. Please. 🙂
Will totally make this cake again and you should too! Pretty healthy, super easy and would be great served hot or cold.
SMACZNEGO!
My day today
My day today consists of to do lists. I hate doing admin things and today was a huge admin day. Not to mention some emails I received today that stirred up some deep emotions…
I am hopeful that the rest of my day will go OK. I am not going to be controlled by those thoughts/fears/emotions…but be loving towards my family and myself. I have some conversations I need to have with God and we shall see what comes from them.
Until then, I am going to start on my Polish apple cake I am making for our friends tonight, be thankful for what/who I have in my life and …right now get Emma some more V8 juice.
Mothers Day
Gifts mean a lot to me. Like a lot.It can be a flower/weed you picked on the side of a sidewalk or a $5 Starbucks card. With that said I wasn’t expecting a mothers day gift but Trav came through and surprised me with one. 🙂
Have I mentioned that I collect tea pots? This one is very special.
This is from an antique store on our main street. It caught my eyes as I walked through the store. Isn’t it beautiful?!!!
This belonged to an old woman who traveled the world. And as she visited different cultures and cities she brought her own (this) tea set with her. This is a tea set that has tasted and traveled the world and for the romantic part in me… I had no control. I had to buy it.
It was brought buy the old lady’s niece. I have no idea why a family would give away such a coveted family piece. But I guess all our families value different things.
But this is a basket that is perfectly made for this set. I feel so lucky to own it and will take it with me in the future. 🙂 I love the different fabrics. So bright and beautiful.
I hope you have a great Mothers Day!
Happy mother’s day!
This is for you mommy, wish I could be there yo give u purple and blue flowers. 🙂
I love you!!!
What’s your personalized position?
I was at church tonight and heard a great comparison that came alive to me.
Our pastor coaches a little league soccer team and is in the middle of teaching them to stay in the position they are assigned to. If everyone were forwards then not only would key spots in the field be vulnerable but there would be extra men taking the ball/place of his teammate.
In my life there are many MANY times I wish I was in another position (someone else’ shoes). Comparison. Not being content. Someone’s job/abilities/life/blog always seem better than mine.
‘It’s always greener on the other side’ mentality.
It starts off not bad. Mostly I admire what ability or beauty I see before me. Then I make the un/contiouse choice to envy or be happy for the.Slowly I am learning how I am
1. leaving my own personalized position vulnerable because of my envy.
2. sometimes the extra person that shouldn’t be where I am. ie. What is my motivation behind being where I am/ want to be?
One great example is in our woman’s group. Just about every time we meet I feel a sense of ‘I don’t really fit in here’. Sometimes it’s me (insecurity) other times it’s the enemy.
I see and hear the ladies hearts/hurts/excitements/desires and have insight. But because I want to be in someone else’ shoes (position) I either say nothing or say it in an almost defeated mindset.
I’m getting better with each week and hearing messages like tonights really encouraged and motivated me to stay on the road I’m on. Things that really help me is first identifying my position and then what lures me away. One big motivation is Emma and as she grows up she will deal with some of these same battles. I want to be able to support her and show her it’s fun to stay in the position God’s called her to. And to do her best being there- and hopefully it’ll be by my example.
What is your position that you need to maintain?
Strawberry Pie
This was the crust I used. Instead of chilling it for 4 hrs I froze it for 30 min. I also added the zest of 1 lemon into it and am glad I did. Any way to add more flavor.
It worked OK and although everyone else liked it I didn’t at all! In one word:
Sugar.
Oh it needed sugar. Maybe it’s cause I’m addicted to that small sweet substance. But it needed something! Whipped cream, sugar sprinkled on top, vanilla ice cream…SOMETHING. At least it’s pretty. 🙂
Here is our book club picture. Brittany we missed you!
Next book is Pride and Prejudice. Booya.
Have a great weekend!
Emma’s medicine
by emma:
i like my medicine. it’s pink. and pink is one of my favorite colors.
i feel grown up because i can get it out of the fridge all by myself.
i love the new independence i have now. growing up is fun!
My mom: Creativity
I grew up thinking that most moms decorated their houses with things they made. For example, in our home, growing up in the 80’s and 90’s hearts, country style, doilies and maroon was everywhere in our living room. My mom, being the CREATIVE GENIUS she is made pretty much everything. She painted, wrote, sewed, stuffed and put her finger print on pretty much every inch of our home. (also cooked mostly from scratch) I still have the beautiful purple velvet quilt she made me which is pretty special and I get all nostalgic snuggling with Emma in it.
I can’t remember what state we were living in, but I remember going on dates with her to Hobby Lobby. It seriously felt like I was walking into Santa’s workshop. She would always always get me something small, which I would think was the best thing ever. And ever since I can remember she has always been excited about creating. Something that has been naturally passed down to me.
One memory I clearly remember is living in Albany,OR and I was maybe around 5th/6th grade, and I wanted to start my own Christmas collection. Silly things, but things that she and I went to the craft store and bought.
I so wanted to make my room an extension of the rest of the house and wanted to learn how to decorate like her. Never told her that of course, but just that I wanted my own Christmas decorations.
I remember specifically this silly probably really cheap fake Christmas tree and plastic ornaments for it. She also got me a white Nutcracker with a golden sword and black hat. I think I still have it actually. Somewhere. And I love it.
Around that time my dad was over sees for Christmas and since we couldn’t get a tree we decorated a tall fake white birch ‘tree’ we had in our living room. It was so much fun and challenging trying to get it to look nice. I specifically remember looking to the left of me at her, seeing her smiling and getting excited at what we were doing. I now understand that high.
I will call it Crafters High.
But now, years and years later, when she comes to my house I still love and desire to hear her thoughts and creative advice. Nobody has such awesome out of the box solutions like her. Sorry, my mom is better. 🙂
Mom,
You rock.
Love, Alexis
