tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84795672988716624732024-03-13T01:53:00.382-04:00Tryl's MeanderingsTryllyamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04238564791600676346noreply@blogger.comBlogger166125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8479567298871662473.post-45850145828198401822015-10-26T21:36:00.000-04:002015-10-26T21:36:11.944-04:00Hodge PodgeTime for some new scenery whenever I get online. How about a hodge-podge of cute photos?<br />
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My beautiful baby girl. Hard to believe she's sixteen now.</div>
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The girls at Waterford's Girls' Volleyball basket bingo this summer.</div>
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Me getting some puppy love from Sproket!</div>
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Cassie and her sweetie, Eli, at homecoming this year.</div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Randy Cassingham’s <b>Honorary Unsubscribe</b> - <a href="http://www.honoraryunsubscribe.com/norman_farberow.html" target="_blank">Suicidologist Norman Farberow</a></span></div>
Tryllyamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04238564791600676346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8479567298871662473.post-87748632071013293132015-09-08T00:46:00.000-04:002015-09-08T00:46:52.956-04:00Just a Thought<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yes, my eldest has headed off to prom tonight. For a date, she took her friend Bobbi along. And thanks to the mother of another friend, they all had a fun meal together, as a group, before heading off all together for the big night. <br />
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And of course, since it is a big night, there's much leading up to it. Like shopping for the dress. My mother worked her magic there somehow, talking Ro into letting her buy the dress. My sister found the perfect dress for Ro online at the <a href="http://www.victoriantradingco.com/" target="_blank">Victorian Trading Company</a>. We ordered it last Thursday. Thank you Rush Shipping. It arrived on Tuesday. The real fun? We shopped for the jewelry and hair accessories on Sunday and her Aunt Tweet took her shoe shopping Monday. <br />
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Here's the dress. It's actually a darker, brownish red. And even more beautiful in person.</div>
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So today was the day to get their hair all dolled up and, of course, it was pouring rain. So the goal of the afternoon was to protect the hairdo's. Thanks to Ro's huge umbrella, they did a pretty good job staying dry. Oh, and I had a great time talking to Bobbi's dad while waiting on the stylists to finish.</div>
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Lacing Bobbi into her dress. That's Bob's torso hanging in the back. ;-)</div>
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Looking fabulous. (Cassie went with her aunt for the night, so don't worry about her being left out. They'll have a blast.)</div>
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And finally, here's one of most of the gang at Cody's house. They all headed off to prom together, piled into two cars, and when I last talked to Cody's mom, they were already having a blast together. This is a truly amazing group of kids. And I love ever one of them.<br />
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As you know, especially if you read my last blog post, Monkey Girl recently had a birthday, which meant she also had a birthday party. And around this house, birthday parties also mean piñatas. But not one of those pre-fangled store bought piñatas. Oh no. The girls will settle for nothing less than a custom piñata from their father. <br />
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Usually the process starts out about a month before the big day, with the selection of a party theme and the desired piñata object chosen. Mr. Incredible then spends some time thinking over ideas of how to proceed. Since MG wanted to have a party centered around the <a href="http://www.worldofmunchkin.com/game/" target="_blank">Munchkin Card Game</a>, by <a href="http://www.sjgames.com/" target="_blank">Steve Jackson Games</a>, the actual Pinata card was chosen. (The Pinata card is great, because once you defeat it, everyone gets to draw a treasure!) <br />
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Our friends in Columbus came down to visit one weekend and brought the original Munchkin deck with them, so we could draw on it for inspiration. The Munchkin piñata looks a bit like a slug with itty-bitty wings, so Mr. I went for something a little rough and haphazard looking for the final product. But I digress...<br />
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After figuring out how he wants to do the construction, he gets started. Usually this involves balloons in some fashion, but not always. For MG's piñata, he decided to go a bit nuts with the balloons and filled a long plastic bag with them for the shape of the body. (Note, this was a BIG piñata.)<br />
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However, since it's apparently my job to try and embarrass her now that she's a teenager, I thought I'd share the following wonderful photos with you. <br />
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This would from one afternoon after kindergarten. LK really was one of the best cats ever.</div>
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Seriously, I am very proud of the caring, kind-hearted young woman my youngest daughter is growing into. And her hugs are still the bomb!<br />
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Happy birthday, Baby Girl. Love you!Tryllyamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04238564791600676346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8479567298871662473.post-9283683687428238772013-08-26T23:50:00.001-04:002013-08-27T10:53:43.887-04:00Summer Bucket List - Zucchini Bread<a href="http://www.landolakes.com/blog/your-summer-bucket-list" target="_blank">Land-O-Lakes</a> had a challenge to create a summer bucket list for the last few weeks of the season. It seemed like a great way to celebrate the coming end of the hot, humid weather to me! So, I scurried off to Pinterest and created a <a href="http://pinterest.com/tryllyam/summer-bucket-list/" target="_blank">special board</a> just for the challenge. I'll try to write up everything I manage to try, provided I don't get distracted by other shiny ideas.<br />
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Right now I want to share my zucchini bread recipe. Tomorrow my Tuesday afternoon gaming group at the <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Wizards-Guild/322921834503892" target="_blank">Wizard's Guild/Universe of Super Heroes</a> starts meeting again. Since I know how famished the girls usually are after school, I thought I'd take in something they can snack on. And really, this is the time of year for zucchini bread, even if I did cheat tonight and use the frozen stuff because it was already grated. <br />
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With the exception of my mom, everyone who's ever tried my bread loves it. It must be one of the few things I really get right. (And it's not that mom doesn't like it, she's just more partial to pumpkin bread, which was part of her Christmas present last year.) And it's really very easy to make. I mean, I use the recipe in the Better Homes and Gardens Cookbook! But I've learned a few things over the years that make mine really moist and tasty and I wanted to share them with you today.<br />
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First of all, if you don't have one of BH & G's cookbooks with the <a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipe/quickbreads/zucchini-bread/" target="_blank">Zucchini Bread</a> recipe in it, you can also find it online. Very nice for pinning to my Summer Bucket List board.<br />
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Melinda's Easy Zucchini Bread<br />
3 cups flour (1 1/2 cup all-purpose and 1 1/2 cup wheat?)<br />
2 teaspoons ground cinnamon<br />
1 teaspoon baking soda<br />
1 teaspoon salt<br />
1/2 teaspoon baking powder<br />
1/2 teaspoon ground nutmeg<br />
2 eggs, beaten slightly<br />
2 cups finely shredded zucchini and/or summer squash<br />
1/2 cup vegetable or canola oil<br />
1 cup totally mix-ins (raisins, cranberries, nuts, chocolate chips, etc...) (Optional.)<br />
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Preheat oven to 350 and grease two loaf pans. Set aside pans. In a large mixing bowl, combine everything from the eggs on down to the mix-ins. Stir well and set aside while you mix the rest of the ingredients in a medium sized bowl. Add contents of the smaller bowl to the larger one and stir well. Stir in the mix-ins as well.<br />
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Divide batter between the two loaf pans - it'll be about 2 1/4 cups each. Bake for 45-55 minutes until a tester inserted in the middle of the loaf comes out clean. Let cool on wire racks for 15 -30 minutes before gently turning the pan over to let it release the loaf. <br />
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Secondly, this recipe works wonderfully with yellow summer squash as well. You can mix it with the zucchini or use it on it's own.<br />
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Thirdly, here's a gratuitous, badly lit pic of my two loaves. It's badly lit because, well, that's our kitchen in that area at night AND I'm using one of the girls' video camera for a camera camera. Sorry.<br />
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Fourthly, toss the walnuts. Seriously. Don't use 'em. There are so many other fun, tasty, and interesting things to add in their place. My family's personal favorite is chocolate chips, which was the add-in in the upper loaf above. My favorite is raisins or cranberries, and since I've been on a cranberry kick lately, that's what the bottom loaf contains. The only dried fruit that I haven't liked so far is dried dates. They just don't have enough flavor to either add anything to the taste or to stand out on their own. Oh, and I've been known to mix fruit and chocolate. We all win!<br />
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Fifthly, you can make it healthier by substituting half whole wheat flour and half of the sugar with a sugar baking substitute. I used a stevia blend in these loaves, although we were out of whole wheat flour. If I hadn't been feeling so lazy, I might have ground up some oats and tried an oat flour instead. <br />
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Also, I love to add some extra fiber to the mix. If you can find it, Beneful makes powdered, unflavored product that's perfect for adding to foods. For two loaves - a double batch - I use between 1/3 and 1/2 cup of the stuff. The bread sticks with you longer and slows down the sugar absorption, which is just the thing for diabetics like me.<br />
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Sixthly, have fun with the spices. The actual recipe calls for cinnamon, but I forgot that I used the last of it a week ago making zucchini bread. So I ground up some cardamon and used that instead. Since cardamom can have a strong flavor, I figured out the total of cinnamon and nutmeg needed and then halved it. One half was cardamon and the other was nutmeg. I've also used ground ginger to good effect. <br />
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Seventhly, don't hesitate to freeze loaves for later eating and gifting. We love pulling a loaf out of the freeze come January. I usually wrap them in cling-wrap and then place them in gallon bags. You can get about two loaves to a bag. If you're thinking of gifts, you might want to bake them in a small, disposable aluminum pan. You can leave it in the pan to freeze. <br />
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If you want to gift zucchini bread but don't want it to be frozen for that long, just chop/shred the zucchini and freeze it in pre-measured portions. Since I usually do at least a double batch, I freeze two cup allotments. <br />
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Finally, I pretty much always make a double batch. And very little of it goes to waste. Also, I've been using glass loaf pans and have discovered that, in our oven, 45 minutes is all it takes. The 50 minutes listed in the recipe was just 5 minutes too much.<br />
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And there you have it! Tryllyam's Tips for Zucchini Bread. Go! Bake! Enjoy!<br />
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Now, to finish out that bucket list...Tryllyamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04238564791600676346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8479567298871662473.post-76023582504188233182013-08-14T19:43:00.002-04:002013-08-14T19:43:56.084-04:00Kitten UpdateI'm working on a couple of actual, honest-to-goodness posts. Really. It's just been a really long month and a half. However, I wanted to put sometime up new for you to look at, so here's an updated pic of of Lilly Mathilda. :-D She's pretty much doubled in size since we got her, tears around the house like a whirlwind, and snuggles on me at night to sleep. I'm seriously even more in love with her.<br />
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And here she is curled up on my work table, napping. The little pillow is there for size comparison. If you care to scroll down to the bottom of the previous post, you'll see her standing on the same little pillow. <br />
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So, hopefully that'll put a smile on your face for now. I still need to do a post on the comic convention that we went to in Marietta last month.Tryllyamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04238564791600676346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8479567298871662473.post-65319408138025640492013-06-20T22:52:00.000-04:002013-06-20T22:52:01.997-04:00Meet LillyWe have a new little girl at the house. I think she's about 7 weeks old now and boy has she grown in the week since she moved in! I forgot just how fast a kitten can change. <br />
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Meeting Baby for the first time. As you can see, he's thrilled with the new little addition. (This is day two, I think.)</div>
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This was yesterday. Tackling an unfinished pin cushion. It's about 3 inches square.<br />
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But here I sit, enjoying the cool air and the night song drifting in through the open window. In the distance, there are the sounds of traffic and once a train passed by. <br />
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The whirring of the laptop fan is running and the sound of the washing machine is going deep in the background of the house. Rosie is curled up on the sofa near me and will soon be snoring.<br />
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Otherwise all is quite and peaceful.<br />
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Tomorrow there will be the book fair, and the Friday invasion of the girls' teenaged friends. <br />
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But for now, it is still. And I am content.Tryllyamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04238564791600676346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8479567298871662473.post-64181362201322720152013-04-26T17:27:00.000-04:002013-04-26T17:27:13.019-04:00Yep.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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You can tell it's Friday at our house. I picked up 6 teens at the high school and brought 5 of them home with me. <br />
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Oh, and you can tell it's a beautiful day, as evidenced by the shoes sitting there sans feet.Tryllyamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04238564791600676346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8479567298871662473.post-40448046616518965622013-04-01T19:26:00.001-04:002013-04-01T19:36:00.531-04:00What Spring Break?Well, that week went fast! Last week was spring break for Athens City Schools, a week during which at least the girls and I usually do something together. Usually we go spend a few days at my grandmother's and a couple of years ago, Mr. Incredible took the week off and we went to <a href="http://www.gettysburgcivilwar150.com/" target="_blank">Gettysburg</a> for the week. It's usually a fun, relaxing, recharge your batteries time. Really.<br />
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But now that we have two teenagers who are both back in public school, it's a bit of a different story. The only day I didn't either go somewhere or operate Mom's Taxi was Monday. I kid you not. On Monday, the weather was really icky, Monkey Girl didn't have track practice, and we just hung out at the house in our pj's playing on our computers. <br />
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I figured she'd have practice on Tuesday, but then I got "The Call." It came from my wonderful sister-in-law, asking if the girls could go check out a <a href="http://dresscodeconsignmentshop.com/" target="_blank">consignment shop</a> in Lancaster with them on Tuesday, since that seemed to be the only day that would work for them. This was great. The girls were excited to go. We'd only been waiting on a day that worked for everyone. AND I'd have the day all to myself to maybe do some writing. Except that three sentences later, my wonderful sister-in-law wonderfully asked me to go along and my girls wouldn't hear of my staying home. Now, for the record, I'm not being sarcastic about my SIL. She really is truly wonderful. And I really did have a great time hanging out with the girls, as well as their aunt and grandmother on Tuesday. It was a fun day. We even discovered a new consignment/antique shop between Logan and Sugar Creek. I'm giong to try to get some of my earrings up there for them to offer for sale. <br />
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Wednesday saw us retracing our steps towards Lancaster, as Monkey Girl need to get a cavity filled up at Children's Dental in Columbus. Total time of the appointment, from the moment we hit the hospital lobby? About 1/2 hour. I think only 10 minutes were spent on her cavity, it was that little. She didn't even need anaesthesia, it was so small. Now that's the time to get them taken care of. And we still had the rest of the afternoon before us. Heck, leaving Columbus by 4:30 meant next to know rush hour traffic yet, which absolutely amazed me. it also meant I wasn't exhausted from the stress of driving with crazy people, so I had energy to brave the Rivervally Mall in Lancaster. We hit Hot Topic and Claire's, then finished up our day with dinner at Waffle House. Waffle House rocks by the way. And, once again, I had a marvelous time hanging out with the girls. Tuesday and Wednesday let to some great memory-making hours well spent. And I wouldn't trade them for anything. I still didn't get any writing done, though. <br />
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Nor would I the next two days either. Thursday was a mini-adventure hauling various kids around - not all of them were mine - as Mom's Taxi. Oh, and we mixed up the time for track practice, which apparently started an hour later than it does during the school week. *sigh* Monkey Girl missed pretty much two full weeks for practice thanks to having a bad case of strep the week before spring break. <br />
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I did however think I'd be rid of them for the night - prime snuggle time with Mr. I. But then the girls shuffled around what was happening. MG did go to her friend's house, but Drama Queen changed her mind about hanging out at her friend's. Until one of them called and they all harassed her into coming over. (She had a blast.) Mr. I and I did get a few hours to ourselves, including time out of the hosue for dinner. Since the goal had been just to spend time together, it was a success. (Applebee's, however, doesn't really have anything on the menu for someone following a vegetarian diet, let alone the <a href="http://www.chiphealth.com/" target="_blank">CHIP</a> diet, which is what Mr. I. has been doing.) I picked DQ up at midnight, while reflecting that my mother never would have let me stay out that late when I was her age. Times have changed.<br />
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Friday? Ummm, I'm trying to remember Friday. I know I wound up running somewhere, but I can't remember where right now. <br />
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So, that was my spring break. Busy, busy, busy. It was good though. Only now, I'm behind where I wanted to be with writing projects. But then again, none of them are on a deadline for anyone but myself at this point and I got to spend some truly enjoyable, quality time with my kids and my husband's family. And whether or not I ever get the book finished or published rather pales in comparison to those experiences. I mean, I wrote the book in part because of my daughters. They're only really mine for a few years longer. As for my in-laws, well, I love them as well. It would have been nice to see my grandmother last week, but in the grand scheme of things, I wouldn't have traded any of the rest of it for anything else.Tryllyamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04238564791600676346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8479567298871662473.post-60958093603658558072013-03-19T21:56:00.001-04:002013-03-19T21:56:42.354-04:00Goin' for a RideMeet Rosie. She's my daughter, Drama Queen's best friend.<br />
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Recently Rosie reminded me of how much she likes car rides. I was off to pick up DQ after school a couple of weeks ago and she half-followed me to the van. On a whim, I asked her if she'd like to tag along. In she hopped through my door and up onto the driver's seat. After getting her to move over, we were off. It's actually less than a ten minute drive to the high school, but the poor thing whimpered all the way there. I'd thought about just picking DQ up and then heading to the Bulk Food Depot, but after the whimpering, thought maybe not. <br />
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DQ and her friend, whom I also give a ride home, were excited to see Rosie and she was very excited to see them. Ion (the name of one of his gaming characters) was happy to let Rosie ride on his lap, which left her really happy and excited. And wouldn't you know it, her whimpering increased! She was happy to be with DQ after Ion got out and yet she whimpered even more. By the time we got home, it was obvious that her whimpering was actually her excited sound. Half an hour later she followed us back out to the van, wanting to go again, tail wagging and ready to go. <br />
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Off we headed to the Bulk Food Depot, where she was not happy to be left in the van. I knew we wouldn't be in the store all that long, so she wasn't alone for long. And she totally enjoyed the trip. <br />
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Fast forward to last week, which happened to be Ohio Graduation Test time. Athens City doesn't require students who aren't testing to be at school until 9:30, so I cut DQ slack and drove her to school at the later time all week. (Normally Mr. Incredible drops her off on his way to work.) So, Tuesday morning we're getting ready to head out to the van. My hand's on the doorknob, DQ's about halfway into the dining room grabbing her bags, and Rosie's right behind her, head perked up and looking hopeful.<br />
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I'll be danged, but she followed us, right up to my side of the van, and in she hops. I tell her to move over out of my seat and she hops into the passenger seat just as DQ is reaching up to unlock it. Rosie totally stole her seat and got away with it! Half-exasperated, DQ says, "Fine! Be that way!" and plops down in the middle seat behind her. DQ wasnt' really upset, which is what made it even funnier. And that's when she snapped the above pic of a very happy dog. Happy at least until we got to the school and Drama Queen got out, leaving Rosie behind. She was most definitly NOT happy then. <br />
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She followed us out again the next morning, but we made her get in the middle seats for that trip. It was very cute watching her tail bounce as she followed DQ around the van and to the open door. I took her with me yesterday to pick the kids up again and she actually let me know that she prefers that door. At 11 years old, she doesn't quite have the umpf she used to have for jumping into cars. The sliding door lets her get in at the floor level and then climb into the seat. And it's been HIlarous watching her get her car legs and find her balance while the vehicle is moving. <br />
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She's a pretty sweet dog.Tryllyamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04238564791600676346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8479567298871662473.post-32313696190100224122013-03-08T15:47:00.000-05:002013-03-08T15:47:14.681-05:00Family Time - Last Weekend.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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That lovely lady on the right - and she really is very lovely - will become my niece (stepniece?) come May and I am so happy about it. That lucky fella on the right is my stepbrother's youngest son, whom we'll call "Pyroman" (everyone else does) and it just makes my heart swell to see how happy he is with the lovely Ms. G. </div>
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The girls and I were up in Monroe County last weekend for Ms. G's bridal shower, so we got to visit with several family members. We met up with my sister (I really need to think up some more family nicknames!) in Marietta for lunch and then the four of us headed off to visit The Grandmother. :-) Sis left ahead of us, so when the girls and I pulled in, she got a fun surprise. Amber'd called that morning to make sure she would be at home, but hadn't mentioned the girls and I were also going to stop by. Not having, or really talked, to each other since Christmas, I was looking forward to it. Really, I'd love to make it up there every month to see her, but the translation of that goal always works out differently, dang it. Also, normally, we'd spend the night there and then drive to my mother's in the morning before heading off to Wheeling, WV for the shower, but it was just easier - and about 2 hours less driving - to spend Saturday night at Mom's. As it was, we had a great few hours visiting with Grandma, laughing and embarassing the girls with stories from when they were babies and toddlers. <br />
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And then I HAD to stop in Woodsfield on the way to Mom's for paczies. (I probably spelled that wrong - it's Polish and pronounced push-key.) Riesbeck's has the best, unless you live near a Polish bakery, of these amazing filled donuts that you can only get during Lent. Seriously, just the small is heavenly. To actually eat one is well....maybe orgasmic? Definitly incredible.<br />
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We also had a great visit with Mom and, just as important, her dogs. The housedog, Chip, was a very special rescue who was once abandoned by his family when they moved. He was left still chained to a dog house and somehow managed to free himself and survive for at least a year on his own. I've never seen a dog with as many issues as this poor guy has, but he's come so far in the few years he's been Mom's care. And he spend a chunk of Saturday giving me the most wonderful attention - trust me, the favor was returned. What was so amazing about his attention was the fact taht both my sister and mother were there as well. Usually he'll go to one of them first because he's more familiar with the two of them, but not this weekend. He even plopped down on Monkey Girl's lap one or twice.<br />
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The next day was alot of driving - a total of FOUR hours by the time we got home - but it was so worth it. The girls and I had only met Ms. G once or twice before but we all absolutely adore her. She's sparkly and bubbly and seems truly crazy over Pyroman. AND, just as importantly, seems able to hold her own in the family. We are a loud family, so the ability to hold your own is very important.<br />
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Since the shower ran a bit late, and we needed to get on the road, Ms. G was even kind enough to open our gift first, so Mom could see her open it. (Did I mention how awesome she was? And her mother and sister seem just as fabulous.) My sister outdid herself putting the gift together. Ms. G was really happy witheverything she pulled out of her gift bag...and then she got to the Rachel Ray cooker above and was REALLY happy. My (step) sisters, Hug and Snort, got them some fabulous gifts as well, all packaged in ribbon tied pillow cases tucked down in ribbon tied plastic storage bins. It was fun watching Pyroman trying to open them without breaking a ribbon and then Ms. G just said, "What the heck?" and went for it. Much laughing occured.<br />
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Okay, I need to wrap this up and get on to other things. Sorry if it's a major ramble, but it was a great weekend and a great visit with family that we hadn't seen since, well, Christmas really. We even got to see Aunt Hug and Aunt Snort, who were also at the shower. Tryllyamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04238564791600676346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8479567298871662473.post-33855748372805404332013-02-05T00:20:00.005-05:002013-02-05T00:20:23.815-05:00Tutorial Tuesday - Valentine's Day Door Decor, a Dollar Tree Craft<div style="text-align: center;">
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Technically whats on the front door right now isn't really a wreath, but it is circular. Here's what a look-see:</div>
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I'd originally intended something a bit more, well, more. But after these flowers were on, I liked the way it looks this way, although it does seem to need something...maybe. I can't quite decide, so feel free to give me your opinion. I was thinking maybe it needed more red up around the unflowered part.</div>
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So, wanna see how I did it? It's so very easy, as long as you have a glue gun. And literally all the supplies came from our local Dollar Tree, where I love to go shop for unexpected treasures. (Also, with our budget, it's one of the few places I CAN go shopping for unexpected treasures...)</div>
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If you want to make one just like mine, you'll only need one of the white rose bushes and don't bother with the beads. The tray is from the housewares section and is about 11 inches across. Also, this tray is metal. Over near the paper party goods, they have a larger plastic one, but I liked both the metal AND the design etched in the center of the tray. I thought it added something to the finished design.</div>
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Not a great photo, but you can see some of the design here. It reminds me of a thistle or a bit of a pineapple motif.</div>
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Start by taking your flowers apart. Clip the stems as close to the bottom of the flower as you dare, but not so close it will cause it to fall apart. I was lucky with these in that they didn't come apart easily, so I could clip right up to the bottom. </div>
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Here's my finished pile of poseys. As you can see, I hadn't decided to only do the bottom part of the tray yet, so I clipped all of the flowers. *sigh* I'll have to try to figure out something else to do with them. Maybe a winter holiday wreath later in the year.</div>
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Next step is to figure out where you want your top and bottom. I like to put together something that makes the bottom obvious, especially since I was still thinking of covering the whole circumferance at this point. So, I started with a single white rose and framed it with the two red ones. Attach your flowers with a good bead of hot glue. After I had the bottom figured out, I just started adding the flowers evenly on either side. After I had the two per side on, I decided that it really looked quite nice just like that and stopped there.</div>
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At the top, on the back, I looped around some of the ribbon and hot glued it in place.</div>
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The ribbon hanging off the bottom was just a length that I cut and then looped around the middle white rose. I made it hang the way I wanted it to with a couple of smal beads of hot glue. As a final touch, I added one of the glittery hearts in the center. I figured it's for Valentine's Day, so some bling is good.</div>
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Let the hot glue set up and then hang. As you can see, mine is just hanging from a regular, over-the-door wreath holder. </div>
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The wind certainly makes it rattle against the door when it's blowing hard. The important thing, though, is that it makes me smile when I come and go. Seriously, if you make one using this as your inspiration, let me know. I'd love to see it!</div>
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Oh, and I should probably show you the <a href="http://www.gerberadesigns.com/triedandtrue/?p=992" target="_blank">sorta inspiration piece</a> that led to this. It's a skeleton wreath that a friend suggested on <a href="http://pinterest.com/tryllyam/" target="_blank">Pinterest</a>. I did make a skeleton wreath for Halloween, also inspired by this pin, but I'll save that tutorial for the Fall.</div>
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(Gratutious shot of a train in the snow, taken from our back porch in December.)</div>
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I'm going to try to better organize my blogs. I know, about time, right? But it's easier said than done. <br />
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Tryl's Meanderings is going to stay pretty much the same. You'll get random thoughts that I get the energy to write about, updates on family things (because I actually have family who reads this), craft and food tutorials or recipes, and random collections of links I find intersting. And I'm going to try to publish something every week - which means I might manage to have it happen every other week. I'm certainly going to try. So, that's the easy part.<br />
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<a href="http://oaknolive.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Oak and Olive</a> is going to become home of my writing alter-ego. I think. This will make it pagan/earth-centered information as well as a writing site. I'm hoping that means I publish more there as to never publishing something on either Oak and Olive or Laurel Reufner's Lair. I'm going to try to have an article on Lupercalia up soon. <br />
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And <a href="http://bridgettescrapbook.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Bridgette's Scrapbook</a> should be seeing some action once again as I start sharing our adventures with you all. My NaNo attempt this past November was to go back to the beginnings of our group and start writing. The site may also become a discussion destination for our group as we think over our characters and settings over the years and try to restore some continuity. I'll label those posts clearly, so if regular readers want to jump over them, they easily can. <br />
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So, off to get to work. I hope to have a tutorial up by next Tuesday on how I made a cute Valentine's wreath for our front door. It's a Dollar Store craft, which I love to do for my door decor.<br />
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And those tasty cookies have led to the new diet mentioned in the title. *sigh* My blood sugars have grown higher and more erratic over the last few months. They desperately need to be brought under better control, but I've let some really bad habits creep in. Back when I was first diagnosed with diabetes, I started cutting back on - or cutting out altogether - lots of foods that I shouldn't eat anymore, but this time it was just too overwhelming. I've been zonked by allergies - and the higher sugars - and a little depressed and wanted my comfort food, dang it!<br />
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So, on my birthday last month I agreed to try this crazy sounding diet that my doctor had been talking to me about over the last few months. A doctor at O'bleness had been using it to good affect (effect?) with his diabetic patients. So much so that my doctor, Dr. J., eventually just asked him to send her the info. It was taking a month or more of her patients to get in to see him and get on the program. Many participants had cut back on the diabetes medication as well as high blood pressure and cholestoral medicines. All good things, right?<br />
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Ah, but what makes the diet crazy sounding? Well, for the first three days you fast, with essentially a clear liquid diet and three - THREE - stalks of celery a day. When I told her I'd do it, we decided that I could eat as much celery as I want. I like the stuff, and well, it's celery. The stuff is pretty much water with a little fiber tossed in. After the fast you start backing eating solid foods following a very specific meal plan for the next four weeks. It reintroduces carbs starting at just 15 grams the first week and works up to 60 grams by the fourth. <br />
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It was the four week meal plan that had me hesitanting and I'm still not sure of how I'll do with it, but I'm going to give it my best go. There's actually a lot of food at each meal. As far as I'm concerned, I rarely eat that much a breakfast. <br />
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I started today. So far, I'm not sick of celery....yet. However I was so hungry by dinner time and celery wasn't cutting it. It just made me hungrier. Then I noticed I could have sugar-free jello. Hey, I don't like jello, but it would taste different, right? I ate 5 snack cups. I'm now cheating a wee bit with a mug full of beef bouillon. I need something with a meat taste to it. Sorry.<br />
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The hardest part is avoiding all of the temptations! It's impossible in this house not to see or think about them. I'll think, "Oh, I'll just grab a nibble of that or a bit of this." And then I'll remember I'm fasting and have to make the conscious decision not to grab the nibble or bite. It's honestly been exhausting, but I'm almost through Day 1. Now, to just remember in my morning grogginess not to eath anything...Tryllyamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04238564791600676346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8479567298871662473.post-6894177835913934672012-10-29T23:55:00.001-04:002012-10-29T23:55:47.596-04:002 DAYS!!!We've only TWO DAYS left until the beginning of National Novel Writing month and I have no idea what I'm writing. Now, some folks enjoy the feeling of writing by the seat of their pants. Sadly, I'm not one of them. I need a rough road map of where I want to go and key points I want to visit along the way. I haven't got that yet and it's starting to bug me a bit.<br />
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I like to use the month of November to push my boundaries. Test myself and see what I'm made of. My first year, it was simply to write 50,000 words of fiction that didn't completely stink. To take a plot idea and run with it. The next year I settled on a middle/young adult work that my kids could read. Two years ago it was erotica/romance. Just how far could I get myself to go with a sex scene? (And yes, I really did suprise myself with that one!) Last year I tried to tackle a sequel to the young adult story, but didn't get very far. Actually, few of us got very far that year. I'm not sure what happened to the others, but I know what happened in my case. Or at least I think I do. I hadn't finished editing the first book and it seemed silly to go on to the next. That and I got sick half-way through. <br />
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All of which brings us to this year. What the heck am I going to write? I thought I'd tackle a non-fiction mythology book. It's something I've been thinking about for a good while now. But then I got this sliver of an idea for a true vampire tale, which is something I've also been thinking would be fun to write. And by true vampire, I mean the revenant vampires of folklore. Something truly horrific as opposed to what Hollywood and lit. have been tossing our way. (THAT was my first novel.) However I didn't have much to go on, until last week that is. One the way back from taking a friend home from our meet n'greet, it started to plot itself in my head. Great, right? Except it stopped and I haven't had the chance to think more on it...So, WHAT am I going to begin writing in a few days? I still have no idea, but something tells me it'll be neither of the above, because that seems to be how it's going this year. <br />
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I thought they were so cute and was really, really happy when MG wanted them for her party's cakes. Of course, that then means I had to MAKE them. Checking out the recipe through me for a loop. It uses what germ! What they heck? I've never seen a recipe like this, but it looked healthier than your regular cake. I just wasn't sure how it would <em>taste</em>. So guess what cake Mr. I got for <em>his</em> birthday the weekend before? Sometimes he can be a really great sport. So is our gaming gang, thank goodness. And they were rewared wonderfully. Drama Queen said the cake tasted like snickerdoodles in a pie. I suspect they were going for the graham cracker crust effect and hoped I'd like it better once we got the chocolate sauce and marshmellows on. (I did!)</div>
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Cute, right? Saturday morning, MG and I sat down to assemble them and quickly realized that putting them together like the originals just wouldn't work. The mini cupcakes were too big, so we stacked the minis on the big cupcakes and then added the big marshmellows. After we'd filled one of the cake plates with finished cupcakes, MG decided to add the mini marshmellows around the sides so we got to use them as well. I've got to tell you, sitting at the table putting those together with MG was my best memory of the day. We weren't in a hurry and got to have some fun with it. It was great. She kept looking for ways get the chocolate sauce all over her fingers so she could lick them clean. Yeah, it was that good. </div>
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If you want the recipe, just click on the image of Martha's mini cakes above and it'll take it to her webpage. I'd post the recipe where, but I honestly didn't change anything in it and so don't feel right copying it verbatim. I'm going to try making it again in a couple of weeks for gaming night, only I think I'll just make it as a regular cake, slather on the chocolate sauce, and toss on some mini marshmellows. One of DQ's friends, who has joined our gaming group, keeps requesting them. </div>
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For the display, we used my old cake plates and arranged them on our new-to-us teak cabinet in the dining room. They looked lovely and we could sit the rest of the food around them. However, it didn't look nearly as lovely in photographs, so here's a shot of them sitting on the deep freeze, which is our main workspace in the kitchen right now. (New counter/cabinets should be in in the next week or two!)</div>
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There are a lot of things to love about this new house, but right now I'm just enjoying sitting on the back side porch, listening to the rain and enjoying this view:<br />
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I'll try to post more about the house soon, but now I need to try to get back to work. Writing doesn't take care of itself....Tryllyamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04238564791600676346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8479567298871662473.post-85468375653723253472012-05-03T18:08:00.001-04:002012-05-03T18:08:12.416-04:00Takin' a BreakHi all, I'm just going to make it official and let anyone interested know that I'll be off the blogosphere until the end of May. I just don't have the time or energy right now to make the posts that I want to make, although I am getting my blood sugar under wonderful control. However, we're also in the last month of school, which is always a rush to the finish line, and we need to sort and pack up for moving stuff to various other schools. I'll be back soon. Promise. I've really missed posting.Tryllyamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04238564791600676346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8479567298871662473.post-18517921534896528072012-01-23T23:37:00.000-05:002012-01-23T23:37:16.778-05:00When Pigs Fly<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTrNBkRjdUky6Mda1fqLYwOg_vKGBs_D_jfY-Zl9pDJGThPV2U8oRK-t7U_1BIbQOzHV6OPFeAHJyaYdt10xyEc_mm2vycFBXnrcAKsXu6QvgINyElFBb9Izp7oRTWusAzMaKl0M9APQU/s1600/100_2456.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTrNBkRjdUky6Mda1fqLYwOg_vKGBs_D_jfY-Zl9pDJGThPV2U8oRK-t7U_1BIbQOzHV6OPFeAHJyaYdt10xyEc_mm2vycFBXnrcAKsXu6QvgINyElFBb9Izp7oRTWusAzMaKl0M9APQU/s320/100_2456.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>I know I've been MIA lately on here, especially after tossing out all those challenges I was going to attempt this month, but I've apparently been under a cloud of depression that just started to life a little over a week ago. I hope you'll forgive me. I've still got those tutorials lined up - just need to sit down and get them written up. In the meantime, I managed to get the earrings that I've made so far this month photographed today and will try to share some of my favs in the coming days. (I'm going to put them all in a Facebook album.) I just had to share today's pair with you now, though. How cute are those lampworked beads? Little Flying Love Pigs. How sweet is that?<br />
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