This is a nice refreshing summer drink too.
Orange Ade
Combine in a sauce pan:
1 cup sugar
1 cup water
Bring to a boil and boil for 3 minutes. Cool
Add:
2 cups fresh squeezed orange juice
1/4 cup fresh squeezed lemon juice
4 cups ice water
Serves 6 to 8
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
Ice Cold...
Homemade LEMONADE
Real women drink LEMONADE
Especially this homemade LEMONADE!
Country Time is not the same,
frozen lemonade concentrate is not the same,
that watered down homemade, Pampered Chef lemonade
is definitely not the same.
But this, oh this LEMONADE, will not disappoint!
Ask anyone in my family. Heck, just believe me and make it.
Then go outside and work in your flowerbeds
or play with your kids, workout, jog,
do something active, sweat a little bit - get hot!
Go back in the house, get a nice tall glass out of the cupboard,
put ice in it, open the refrigerator
and get out the pitcher of homemade LEMONADE.
Pour it over the ice in your glass.
You'll love the crisp, crackling sound
of the ice popping as the LEMONADE trickles over it.
Now take your first sip.
I can hear you murmur, "umm this is good LEMONADE!"
And I can see that nice little pucker
you get from it's intense lemon taste.
You'll sip your LEMONADE again and again,
enjoying it more each time.
When you finish your last nice long swallow,
you will be sad that your glass is empty.
BUT,
you feel refreshed and ready to go again!
I know you will LOVE this LEMONADE!
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Just Wondering
Thomas has not felt well this week and my arms are tired from holding him practically the whole week! I have thought several times about writing a post, but (sigh) Thomas has needed me. Today, I have browsed every one's blog with Thomas sitting quietly on my lap hanging over my arm looking at who knows what on the floor. I thought I could write a quick little post to say, "Here I am!" But, Thomas has seized the moment and is now pushing the keyboard with his feet and trying to grab the keys with fast, snatchy hands. What happened to the quiet little guy who was just sitting on my lap a second ago?
All this week I have found thoughts in my head like:
How did I do it with six kids day in and day out?
How did I clean my house in just one morning?
How did I cook a meal every night,
And keep up with the laundry
And mow the lawn all in the same day!
How did I keep my sanity?
We had one car and a small amount of money. I could only shop where there were shopping carts. No double stroller, no back packs or the snuggle things, just lots of kids and one me. When I did go grocery shopping with all six kids in tow, I would start out positive, fully believing, "This would be the time," there would be no crying, fighting or the golden question asked at least a million times, "Can I get this?" It would be a pleasant experience for the first minute in the store and then, well...I'll be silent on that part.
Now Thomas is wallowing in my lap - happy as a lark - trying as many new wallowing positions as he can come up with. I wonder why he doesn't want to sit on the floor and play with toys or twirl in his exersaucer? At the very least, he should be excited to try and crawl. But nope, it is so much more fun to sit twisting and turning in Grandma's lap; giving me sweet smiles and slobbery sucks on my arms, which does melt my heart and make me think yuck all at the same time.
After holding this squirming, mauling baby for most of the morning, and as the grandma I am wondering and you can answer honestly...
"What mother would miss a moment (repeated a million times) like this?"
Uh huh, honestly...
Well...go ahead...who's going to say me first?!
All this week I have found thoughts in my head like:
How did I do it with six kids day in and day out?
How did I clean my house in just one morning?
How did I cook a meal every night,
And keep up with the laundry
And mow the lawn all in the same day!
How did I keep my sanity?
We had one car and a small amount of money. I could only shop where there were shopping carts. No double stroller, no back packs or the snuggle things, just lots of kids and one me. When I did go grocery shopping with all six kids in tow, I would start out positive, fully believing, "This would be the time," there would be no crying, fighting or the golden question asked at least a million times, "Can I get this?" It would be a pleasant experience for the first minute in the store and then, well...I'll be silent on that part.
Now Thomas is wallowing in my lap - happy as a lark - trying as many new wallowing positions as he can come up with. I wonder why he doesn't want to sit on the floor and play with toys or twirl in his exersaucer? At the very least, he should be excited to try and crawl. But nope, it is so much more fun to sit twisting and turning in Grandma's lap; giving me sweet smiles and slobbery sucks on my arms, which does melt my heart and make me think yuck all at the same time.
After holding this squirming, mauling baby for most of the morning, and as the grandma I am wondering and you can answer honestly...
"What mother would miss a moment (repeated a million times) like this?"
Uh huh, honestly...
Well...go ahead...who's going to say me first?!
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Family Picture's
I have been scrapbooking for years.
I'm amazed at how easy it has been to do!
Take pictures
Develop them
Ooo and ah
Get that tender heart feeling
Decide which ones to frame
Decide which ones to frame
Let them lay around for a while
And then put them in a box
Umm...many boxes, in many places...
Done!
Until your "baby" is planning his wedding
and wants pictures of him for a wedding CD...
Yikes O' Yikes......cringe......Deep Breath!
After gathering boxes of pictues
from the four corners of the house...
Well...
Nice scrapbook, huh!
Monday, April 13, 2009
Home Sweet Home
Shane and I went to General Conference and had a wonderful spiritual experience. I am thankful for the opportunity we had to attend. My sister Suzi and her husband Mike went with us. It was an adventure as we braved snow and cold weather before getting into the Conference Center. I love making memories, especially ones that increase my desire to live a better life. I also went and spent the week with Mom and Harmon. I felt very emotional and cried some the first couple of days, it is difficult to see Mom in her present condition. I love her so much and am so eternally grateful she is my mother. I was thankful for the opportunity to clean her house and serve her for a change. I was reading in one of her journals and found a page where she expressed her love and devotion for her children and her desire to serve her family. I wept as I read her words, because I can look back and see that she lived the words that see wrote. I have ALWAYS wanted to be like my mother.
Anyway...I am back home and fell right back into the routine of daily life...it's good to be home!
Anyway...I am back home and fell right back into the routine of daily life...it's good to be home!
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