Orchestra Concert

Last night, we attended the Winter Orchestra Concert for the 6th, 7th, 8th, and 9-12th grade orchestras - four groups total. Each group played for about 15 minutes each, and it was amazing to hear the improvement as the more advanced groups performed. They were really, really good.

Ben looked great, all dressed up playing the bass. We didn't get a good video of him - it was too dark, and he was hidden behind the kid next to him (which was somehow made worse by the fact that the kid's name was Claude.) I mostly posted the video so you could see the staging - they created a city skyline for the backdrop, and hung huge snowflakes from the ceiling - it was awesome! The high school kids closed the show with Sleighride, and they actually made it snow in the auditorium! It was a really cool program!

This is the 6th grade orchestra playing Jingle Bells. Enjoy!

Second Class Scout

Congratulations Ben!

Ben passed his Board Review tonight, and has officially earned the Boy Scout Second Class Rank! Requirements included lots of swimming, orienting a map and compass, building a fire, using tools to collect fire wood, pitching a tent, learning various first aid tricks, and lots of other things. He will not receive his second class badge until the next Court of Honor in January, but it's on the books!! We're very proud of him!!

The Curious Case of the Chocolate Custard

As I posted before, Daniel gave me a wonderful chocolate cookbook for my birthday. I have been meaning to cook something out of it, and today was the day. My dish? A basic chocolate custard.

You know custard. Egg-based, cooked lovingly over low heat, whisked constantly. I had the whole afternoon, so I figure, why not?

I was doing fine, pouring the milk and cocoa into the egg yolks and sugar, whisking constantly over low heat. And then I dropped one bowl into the other.

Chocolate milk and eggs went everywhere. EVERYWHERE. I think we're going to have to paint the kitchen. But there was plenty left, and I had to keep whisking constantly over low heat. I was drenched in chocolate, and found it necessary to remove articles of clothing. I won't bore you (or offend you) by explaining what my stage of dress was at this point, but please know that it was certainly unusual for kitchen work. This was the moment that Mark came in to see what all the commotion was.

To his credit, he didn't comment on my appearance. He did suppress a laugh, but he cleaned up the mess without balking while I whisked constantly over low heat.

Despite all this whisking constantly over low heat, the custard never set. I finally gave up. I poured the soupy mess into a bowl and put it in the fridge, holding out hope that it would set up in the cool air, much like instant pudding does.

Sadly, I did not let Mark in on the secret that the custard didn't set. He comes in later to unload some groceries, and needs to move the custard bowl out of the way. He pulls the bowl out with the force that one would use to move a bowl of nicely set custard, but with way too much force for a bowl of chocolate milk. It goes everywhere. He cleaned it up, and Ben was nice enough to mop the floor.

Later still, we all sit down to watch the DVR'd Dallas/Pittsburgh game. (Please don't tell me who won.) I'm thinking what a waste it would be to throw the custard milk away, and decide to use it for a dipping sauce for pretzels. I pour some in a small ramekin, and nuke it. I then go looking for the pretzels (they're on the living room floor - of course!) When I return, I find my bowl of custard milk much changed. It looks like something I might patch holes in asphalt with. But I give it a mix, and find it rather tasty.

Curious in a scientific way, I pour another ramekin of custard milk and nuke it as well. But this time I nuke it and stir it every 15 seconds or so, until it comes to the consistency of pudding. I try it - delicious!

So I take the entire bowl, put it in the microwave, and nuke it lovingly until it sets up as custard should.

Apparently, the constant, loving whisking of custard over low heat is not actually necessary. What is actually required for custard, after you have poured half of your mixture all over your kitchen, is to zap-fry it in the microwave for a couple of minutes. Who knew?

Joseph

As you may have noticed, I have been extremely lax in my blogging. It's not that we aren't doing anything (quite the opposite), it's just that nothing seems particularly blog-worthy. So in lieu of a new post about us, I thought I'd post a poem I wrote a year or two back. I wrote it after seeing The Nativity Story and thought, since it's seasonal, this would be as good a time as any to post it. I hope you enjoy it...

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A Moment for Joseph
Inspired by the movie The Nativity Story

Joseph
Your name means God will increase
So it makes me wonder
Just what He had to increase in you
To prepare you for your calling
Did He increase your faithfulness
So that you might more readily follow the voices of angels?
Did He increase your goodness
So that you might honor a promise to a disgraced young girl?
Did He increase your self-control
So that you might more calmly bear the laughter of those you once called friend?
Did He increase your patience
So that you might more easily stay in your Egyptian exile?

Or did He increase nothing at all?
Did you find favor with Him just as you were, as Mary did?
We hear so much about Mary
And why she was chosen
But why you?
Why did He choose
A humble Hebrew carpenter
To be the father to the Son of the Most High?

I imagine you often wondered that yourself

What an awesome task set before you
To comfort
To counsel
Perhaps even to discipline
Your very own creator
Why you?
What did He see in you
That He wanted His son to see also?

I like to imagine you
In your woodshop
With Jesus at your side
As you teach him your trade
Letting him watch you
Hold a piece of wood in your hand
While you carve it
Shape it
Change it
And call it good
Maybe that’s precisely what God imagined
When he chose you

Maybe He knew that history would forget you
That no one would record when or even how you died
That you would drop out of the story of Jesus’s life
As abruptly as you were dropped into it
And maybe He knew that you would walk through it all
With grace
And gentleness
And humility
Knowing that you were simply part of something much bigger than yourself

And maybe that’s why
He didn’t forget you
When everyone else did
No, He remembered you
And He gave you the most precious of gifts
The gift of a moment
One single moment in time
When He chose you to be the first person
The very first person
To touch God the Son
The very first person
To hold the Word Made Flesh
In your dusty human hands

And I wonder
What did that moment
Increase in you?

Deckin' the Halls

We have a Christmas tradition that Mark and I started way back in 1994 for our first Christmas together. Every year when we decorate the tree, we exchange ornaments. Mark and I pick out ornaments for the boys, and then we each take the boys out to get ornaments for each of us. We try to find ornaments that say something about the year - something the boys were into, a trip we took, or maybe just something really cool looking. Like the Lunar Module ornament Mark got me the year I was sooooo into the From the Earth to the Moon series. Or Daniel's soccer ornament from the first year he played. Or all those Harry Potter ornaments. It is so much fun to get the ornaments out every year and remember when we got what ornament and why. We put the tree up last night, and I thought I would share with you this year's ornaments:

First up, Ben got the Snoopy/Woodstock at Camp Snoopy ornament, because it reminded us of all of his scouting adventures this year.

Daniel was the happy recipient of the Iron Man ornament, as this was one of his favorite movies this year. (Iron Man was intentionally hung in front of the Peace ornament, because Iron Man stands for peace, apparently.)

Mark got a major award this year - the Leg Lamp from A Christmas Story. This is one of the most watched and most quoted holiday movies at our house.

And mom got this lovely country church. It looks quite a bit like our church, with the steeple and the windows. Extra lovely at Christmastime.

We also picked up a couple of ornaments from our travels this year.

I'm slowly getting other decorations up, and I may post other photos as we go. I love Christmastime!!

Happy Thanksgiving!

Well, Thanksgiving 2008 has come and gone. I am happy to say that I hosted the big meal this year! If you told me two years ago that I would be cooking Thanksgiving dinner for ten people, I would have laughed in your face. And then passed out cold. Let's face it - in the world of food preparation, Thanksgiving is a big as it gets. It's the Show. The Big Dance. The biggest meal of the year. But I did it. I DID IT!!!

We had Mark's parents over, and his brother Scott's family. Mark's mom brought a Pratt's ham and her world famous deviled eggs. These eggs will ruin you on any other deviled eggs. Seriously. It must be something she does during the "deviling" phase. They are spectacular.

I roasted a turkey and made cornbread stuffing, maple sweet potatoes, mashed potatoes, my mom's cranberry apple crisp, spinach and hazelnut salad, zucchini and onions, gravy, cranberry dipping sauce, and rolls. The stuffing was a little rubbery, but otherwise, everything turned out pretty well. No one got sick at least.

For dessert, Mark made an awesome pecan pie, and I made a pumpkin spice bundt cake. Lisa brought a rockin' pumpkin cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory.

My nephew brought his saxophone, and all the boys serenaded us with their instruments for the post-meal entertainment. We are now fighting the sleepies and watching the Cowboys game.

All in all, it was good times. I'm glad I stepped up. It feels like I have crossed a culinary threshold of sorts. And now I think I'll have some more pie.

Oh, and I didn't get any pictures. Sorry. I was a little preoccupied.

Low and Slow

OK, so I've had a request, and a second, for crock pot recipes. I don't do anything too elaborate in the crock pot because, let's face it, you have to do most of the prep work before leaving for work in the morning, which is when you're the most time-crunched.

But there is something magically wonderful about coming home on a cold night and being greeted with the spell of wonderful all the way out in the garage. So these are my favorite recipes for the crock pot, keeping in mind that you can always add potatoes and/or carrots, if you feel like all that chopping and peeling first thing in the morning. Or skip the peeling if you need the fiber.

All of these recipes should be cooked on low for 8-10 hours. If you need it quicker, heat it on high for 4-6 hours. I also always taste for seasoning right when I get home, so if it needs more salt and pepper, it has some time to work with it before serving.

1. Bottom round roast, salted and peppered. Top with one large bottle, or two small bottles, of Russian dressing. Serve it over rice.

2. Bottom round roast, salted and peppered. Top with two cans of cream of mushroom soup, mixed with one packet of Lipton onion soup mix. Serve with mashed potatoes (which, I've found, I can make the night or even the weekend before, and just heat up in the microwave - I add some heated milk if they dry out.)

3. Pork roast, any will do, but one with a bone it is fabulous. Drizzle with a little oil of your choosing, salt and pepper it. Crock it all day. When it's done, remove the bone and as much of the fat as you can. Shred the pork and mix with a bottle of your favorite BBQ sauce (I recommend Tennessee's Best Apple Butter BBQ Sauce, but this is not helpful to those of you outside of Tennessee.) Serve with whatever you eat with BBQ, or make sammies.

4. Boneless turkey breast. You know - the kind you get frozen, about the size of a cantaloupe - Butterball makes them - I'm guessing others do too. Thaw it for 24-hours in the fridge (it won't be completely thawed), then salt and pepper it and crock it all day. It comes out surprisingly juicy, and makes awesome sammies.

5. Stew meat, salted and peppered. Cover with beef broth and a sliced onion. Add a slug or two or red wine if you have it. Serve over rice.

I hope those of you looking for these find them helpful. Robin Miller made a sweet-looking gumbo on her show today, which I may try in the near future. I'll let you know if it works.

If others of you have any fabulously delicious (and easy) crock pot recipes, leave them in the comments. Much-appreciated.

John Adams

Mark and I have started watching the John Adams series that ran on HBO last spring. We are two episodes in, and I am loving it.

I'm a big fan of Paul Giamatti, and he is excellent in this role. I have never been much of a Laura Linney fan, but she is excellent as well. David Morse has been made up to look more like George Washington (before I knew he was George Washington, I thought Morse must have been hit in the face with a two-by-four shortly before filming), and the guy playing Ben Franklin (who ironically played General Howe in The Patriot) is wonderful. Franklin is getting all the best lines so far (to paraphrase, "Anyone who does not practice moderation should be castrated.") No one appears to be wearing any makeup (or, at the very least they have been made up to look like they aren't wearing makeup), and the filming has a very realistic look to it. It's a completely top notch production.

I've learned a few things (who knew that John Adams was legal counsel for the British soldiers after the Boston Massacre?) and seen some other things from new angles. It's really, really good. If you haven't seen it, rent the first DVD and give it a shot. I think you will enjoy it.

And if you've already seen it, please don't leave any spoiler comments. I've already read one spoiler saying that John Adams later becomes president, apparently, so that's ruined for me now. Great.

Snug

Global Warming?

Nope, not seeing any global warming around here...

Birthday Recap

I know it seemed like any other day, but Thursday was kind of a big deal around here. It was my birthday! I turned 38, but we chose not to focus on that part. Instead, Mark took me to lunch at the Crazy Tomato - I had the Manicotti - it was crazy good. Mark, Ben, and Daniel made breakfast for dinner, and wrapped it up with a delicious Oreo pie. Daniel even serenaded me with his recorder while I took my bath. And the gifts....I cleaned up in the gift department:

A new caddy for my kitchen utensils. The black spatula on the left and black spoon on the right are also new:

I got two cool sealing plastic storage containers. I've already started keeping salt in the small one:

I got three new cookbooks. Can you guess who gave me which book?

I got the 7 in santoku chef's knife I've been coveting for about six months:

Mom sent me a sweet check with which I bought all of this for holiday entertaining:

And look what God gave me for my birthday:

(OK, so technically it didn't start snowing until the 21st, but it's the thought that counts!)

I had a wonderful birthday! Thanks to Mark, Ben, and Daniel for making it extra special!

Just a Little Cold Weather Humor...

Operation Christmas Child

It's that time again! OCC shoebox collection week starts this week, and our church is having their annual shoebox dedication tomorrow during morning worship. I have blogged before about how meaningful this experience has been for me. I totally let this year's drive slip up on me, and we didn't get our boxes put together until just a few minutes ago. But we got it done! Have you packed a shoebox yet?

Random Thoughts

I haven't blogged all week. It's not that I have nothing to say, I just can't get a post around any of my thoughts right now. They all seem so....random. So in lieu of a week's worth of blogging, I thought I would share with you some of the seedlings that never grew into full-blown posts. Enjoy.


1. The advertising campaign for high-fructose corn syrup had to be developed by the cockiest guy in the advertising firm as part of an elaborate "as a matter of fact, I CAN sell anything" challenge.

2. My husband has never, not ever, never even once paid for his own cell phone service.

3. Bill Paxton has been killed and/or beaten by an Alien, a Predator, and the Terminator. It's the sci-fi tri fecta.

4. High Fidelity is one of the worst movies ever made. (Like anyone could possibly know that, Napoleon...)

5. Remember the guy on Heroes who could create vortexes, and then threw himself into one a few weeks back? I think he will ultimately end up on Lost next season.

6. How does Claire have pierced ears?

7. If you were a jumper who robbed banks as your sole source of income, wouldn't the IRS find you long before Samuel L. Jackson even thought to look?

8. The Galactic Empire must not have had a very good dental plan.

9. Do you think the hotels around the Globe theater have their guest services information in the form of Haiku poetry, or rhyming couplets?

What I'm Reading Now

Abundance, by Sena Jeter Naslund.

This one is an historical novel about Marie Antoinette. She's not one of my favorite characters from history, to be sure. I'm reading this one because of the author. Sena Jeter Naslund wrote Ahab's Wife, which was a fantastic novel. And I haven't read anything else of hers (I haven't seen anything else of hers until now.)

So far, Marie is a fourteen year-old dauphine, married and clueless. She's fairly likable - just young and inexperienced. In an author's note, Naslund says that Marie Antoinette has not been represented accurately by history; in fact, she never even uttered the "let them eat cake" line. Naslund promises to represent her much more accurately in this novel, even though, technically, it's fiction. Let's just hope it stays interesting...