Monday, October 31, 2011

To Trick 'R Treat Or No?

Halloween.

It's become a widely discussed topic. More so among those of us with young children, who find this particular event a challenge when it comes to our christian living. Please don't take my view as offensive. I merely intend to share.

Growing up in Ireland, Halloween for us translated into wearing cheap, plastic masks, playing outside on the street at dark, and knocking on neighbours' doors for a couple of pennies. The treat of the day was a baked apple tart, with 10p wrapped in foil and hidden inside. It was excitement-on-the-edge if you happened to be the one to get the lucky slice! No costumes. No pumpkins. No candies. That evil was associated with this event? Totally unheard of.

Before I joined the Wilson clan, our boys were skilled trick 'r treaters. Costume-clad, they headed out at dusk to gather their candies. Then I was the one, watching these teenagers from the sidelines as the cute costumes were discarded, and their entire collection of firecrackers was used to blow up pumpkins and garbage cans. (Terribly sorry if that was your pumpkin or garbage can!) Thankfully, these little boys have outgrown their childishness and become responsible, mature men. They have, honest. But the point is, their Halloween participation every year did not have a detrimental impact on them.

That was then. This is now.

Is it evil that our girls wear their cute little costumes? Is it evil that they smile for treats from the neighbours?

We don't believe it is.

But we do believe there is evil in this world.

And we also believe it is mandatory to discuss with our children these vivid displays of evil at this time of year. Real forces of darkness run rampant in our world. And not just on October 31. Our Adversary, the Devil, continually walks around as a roaring lion, working against God and seeking to devour everything that is of Him. But our God is the Greater Power and we are called upon to resist the Devil, so that we may be stedfast in faith (1 Peter 5:7-9).

I agree that the evil aspect of Halloween is definitely more flagrant than in previous years. So many ghastly costumes for kids. Such graphic and repulsive store displays. With so much focus on all that is vile, I can imagine that the powers of darkness must be shrieking with delight. Chilling thought.

We do not dabble with evil. But the question remains. Should we or should we not?

This year, we've decided to continue with our tradition. Abhor the bad. Pursue the fun. Dress up. Bring in the candy. Here they are... Trick 'R Treaters, 2011.



And the co-ordinating neighbourhood besties... twin pumpkins...


 ... and twin pirates!


Even my fun-lovin' neighbour got into the game. She totally looked the part, and she was much easier to spot than that guy in the book!!


Will we trick 'r treat next year? Maybe. Maybe not.

But I'll definitely be buying the treats.

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Weekend in WA.

Ecstatic hello hugs.
Hot-tubbing. Childrens' Museum. And a newly-weds reception.
Reluctant goodbyes.

All that, plentifully peppered with no small portions of yummy grub.

Can you say, "Awesome Weekend!"??












Saturday, October 29, 2011

The Scooter.

Say SCOOTER to me, and here's what comes to mind:


Remember those good old days?
Scootin' around on our squeaky Radio Flyers?
Gettin' from A to B. In no time at all.
Workin' out glutes and hamstrings, and not even thinkin' about it.

But maybe at the mention of SCOOTER, you'd think of this.
Present-day. And definitely more age-appropriate too:



 Not that I have one. Or wish to.
It'll scoot you from A to B.
Promptly.
And without a workout.

When I'm old and wise, SCOOTER will embrace a whole new meaning:




I'll be getting from A to B.
Running over whoever's in my way.
No mercy.
And I'll be blaming it on the eyesight. Or lack thereof.

 
Then there's this guy. The SCOOTER Duck.
 
 

Beady eyes, and flamboyant, over-sized beak.
Beware little fishies.
Gets from A to B in no time at all.
He ain't called a "scooter" for nothin'.
These prettty little birds live along the chilly Alaskan coast.
Which is probably why I've never seen one.

Alaska Cruise 2012, anyone?

But here's a new slant on the topic.
Another way to get from A to B.
Faster than you can say Jack Robinson.

 
video

My little friend is a Gluteus Maximus SCOOTER!



Friday, October 14, 2011

Friends.

Friends from long ago.

Friends, there for me when I needed them, and there when I didn't. Friends who told me things about myself that I needed to know, but didn't want to admit.

Friends who were a defining influence on my christian life.

Friends who are still friends...
                                     despite the years... the time zones... and the miles apart.

This past weekend, I was delighted when two of those friends came to stay with us.




Alana and Kayleigh were thrilled with all the extra attention. Andrew's wonderful sense of humour kept them in constant fits of giggles and laughter.


And someone is going to be fondly remembered for introducing "The Purple People Eater". I succumbed this week to downloading the lyrics from the internet... and our two little Irish Rovers have been happily chanting around here since.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Fudge.

Fudge has to be the answer. Regardless of whatever the question is.



In fact, no questions are necessary at all.
Especially ones pertaining to my sweet tooth and corpulent constitution.

So go ahead and make yourself some of this yummy confection.
Then delve in. It'll be hard not to.

And don't wreck the whole sublime fudge experience by feeling guilty.

Just click here for the recipe... and thank you, Gwen!

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Randomness.

Bye bye Potato Bread. Fried up the last of it this week.


Savored every last bite. Now I need to find a local supplier where I can buy more of this stuff. I've decided I can't live without it.

Out of the blue this week, Miss Kayleigh informed me that only normal people can have their ears pierced. Jolted into focus, I quickly processed this brand new set of facts, wondering just where this conversation was going to end up. Asking her what she meant exactly, she replied, "Well, Mom, not everyone has earlobes." Stifling a grin, I said, "Oh. OK. Not everyone has earlobes?" With an ounce of disgust, she answered, "Mom, don't you ever look at some peoples' ears? Their lobes just go right into their heads." I must admit that right then, I did my very own personal "lobe" check. I think I'm normal. Did you check yours??!!

Refurbishing of Miss Alana's room is still ongoing. Out with the bunk beds, in with the queen. Et bienvenue, la salle pourpre.


I think my camera must've been out in the rain. Splatters all over the lens. Oops, sorry 'bout that. Will clean before the next picture upload!

Our apple trees are now nearly bare... all the juicy fruit has been plucked and transformed to various frozen states... apple sauce, apple slices, apple muffins... all safely stowed away in the deep-freeze for future reference. But here's a new recipe I stumbled on and tweaked a little... Harvest Apple Strudel. Been made several times around here. Totally yum. What you need:


Roll the Pillsbury into a rectangle, by simply pinching the seams together. Piece of cake. Piece of dough, actually.


Mix 1 tablespoon of the lemon jello powder with 1/2 cup cream cheese and spread down the middle of the dough. Then slice the dough into 1-inch diagonals, like this.


Peel and chop the apples. Mix with 1 tablespoon of lemon jello powder, 1 teaspoon of cornstarch, and 1/2 teaspoon of cinnamon. Layer on top of the cream cheese.


Fold the dough into the centre to form a braid. Brush egg white over the dough and sprinkle with 1/4 cup sliced almonds.


Bake at 375 for about 25-30 minutes, until crisp and golden.

Dollop on some ice cream, et voila!


Bon appetit!