Making a Cake Mix Special!

Not long after we were married, I had the most wonderful piece of chocolate cake with thick, white, frosting on top. Dave's mom has been making this frosting for many years and it quickly became my favorite. She told me it was called Seven Minute Frosting. I wanted to share the recipe with you.

Not the greatest photo quality with the old point and shoot camera

                                                                                  

I had never tasted this frosting before. It is creamy with an almost marshmallow-y consistency. In fact, I thought at first that it must have a jar of marshmallow cream in the recipe (it doesn't). It is so good! The name comes from the fact that you must whip the frosting over a double boiler for seven minutes.

The recipe is as follows:

1 1/2 cups sugar
1/3 c cold water
2 egg whites
1/4 tsp. cream of tartar OR 2 tsp. light colored corn syrup
1 tsp vanilla

In the top of a double boiler, combine sugar, cold water, egg whites, and cream of tartar or the corn syrup. Beat with electric mixer for 30 seconds.

Now place over boiling water (upper pan should not touch water). Cook, beating constantly with the electric mixer on high speed about 7 minutes or til frosting forms stiff peaks. As you're standing there mixing, 7 minutes will seem to go on forever, but believe me, you'll be glad you did it!


 Remove from heat and add vanilla. Beat 2 - 3 minutes more or til it reaches spreading consistency. This frosts the top and sides of 2  8-or 9- inch cake layers or a 13 x 9 pan.

If you don't have a double boiler, you can improvise. You will need an oven proof bowl (like Pyrex) that will fit over a pan of boiling water. The bottom of the bowl should not touch the water. Keep it at a low boil and mix for 7 minutes.

It is a little more work than some frostings, but well worth the effort. There is usually a line in our kitchen of people wanting to lick the bowl and the beaters. When you've tasted that first bite of delectable frosting on moist, chocolate cake ....you'll want a second piece right away! You'll also understand why that cake does not even last one full day at our house.

My mother-in-law makes the chocolate cake from scratch, but I use a Pillsbury Devil's Food Chocolate cake mix. I usually cook it less than what the back of the box says because I don't like a dry cake.

I hope you and your family enjoy it as much as we do! It's a simple way of dressing up a plain cake mix for your family.

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Why I Love Trash Day

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Whenever Tuesday morning rolls around, I feel so happy. Why? Because it's trash pick up day and I love trash day! (It's the little things in life that make me happy.) In case this seems like the strangest topic, bear with me, because I am making a point:)

Trash day means a brand new, fresh start. It means out with the old and in with the new. The house feels like it can breathe again after I cram everything I can into those two garbage cans. Am I the only one that feels so delighted to do that? When I "feel" cluttered, I have a harder time functioning.

 It may be clutter around the house that is bugging me, or sometimes even "emotional" clutter in my mind.  Sometimes things need to be thrown not only out of our house but out of our minds as well. I often try to carry too much responsibility, when God wants me to give it to Him. Jesus said that His yoke is easy and His burden is light. He wants to carry our "stuff".

A couple of years ago, we hosted our son's high school graduation party. I placed a sign on my trash cans. One that read "trash" and one that read "cans" so that people could easily dispose of their things. Well, guess what? Someone (me) forgot to take the "trash" sign off of the trashcan. You guessed it.  I had to go buy a whole new trash can that week since they took my sign seriously.

I guess I need to think of my mind clutter like that. I need wisdom of what to give to God and what to toss in the trash can.

As a side note, I don't feel the same way about the Christmas tree disposal guy. The kids and I used to sadly stand by the dining room window and watch as our poor post- Christmas tree was dumped in the back of his truck with all the other poor trees. What a depressing job. We felt like somone should be playing Taps as we watched him. But that is for another post.


As we now are fast approaching the holiday season, my heart bursts with thankfulness about all the little things that makes my day to day life of taking care of my family easier. How could any of us make or keep our homes lovely without this service? Who doesn't like a brand new start once a week?

This was not sponsored in any way by the sanitation department, and no one I know works there, but I love those guys! Thank you!

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The Ones God Gave Me

 Motherhood can be a little strange. Sometimes it feels like I would give my right arm to be alone in my own house for a few hours. Then, if I actually do get out of the house, I find myself thinking about the kids or missing them.

Dave and I will sometimes drive to Starbucks for a coffee and then run into a store and look around. For some odd reason, when we go into one particular store, I feel this melancholy feeling. I suddenly start thinking about the kids as if I haven't seen them in days. It's not a store designed for kids. It's mostly curtains, dishes, and miscellaneous items for your home. So you wouldn't think it would trigger any feeling like that. But I feel sort of sad as I'm walking around. When I get into the car again to leave, I think I may even smile.

I think that even though days as a mom can be so monotonous, they are actually creating our fondest memories. A few months ago I wrote about this on another blog I had, so if you've read this before, please bear with me:)

When our son was little, we never knew when we woke up in the morning if this would be a day that he would end up back in the hospital. It was very stressful living in that environment day in and day out. On the days that he was in the hospital, I would find myself staring out the hospital window, feeling very torn. Of course, I wanted to be with him, but I also had other little ones at home. When we were finally back home again, I found the greatest joy in just washing the dishes and looking out the window of our home at Teen Challenge. The smallest, most mundane tasks were wonderful to me. It's what I call "beautiful monotony".

 We as moms do tend to wipe down the same counters, wash the same loads of laundry, load the dishwasher with the same dishes, pick up the same toys...the list goes on and on. But how wonderful! That means you have a family to care for and little people there that need you. They are the ones God has given you to care for. No one can take your place.

On the terrible day that we took our son, Alex, to the hospital and he did not come home again, I went into his room that I had left just hours before. I stood in front of his closet and looked at his clothes. His clothes still smelled like him. I realized I had been living a lovely life. No, things weren't perfect. If your child's health is not good, then it can never be perfect. But we had our life together - both good times and bad times, all under one roof together. Our time with each other had been a gift.

That's why I encourage you to never take any of your days for granted. I remember what it is like when all your children are small. Take a break when you can, of course. Take a walk or browse around Target, but remember - these days when they are small, or age 12, or age 15, 18, 20, 21 - these days will never come back again. The time to enjoy it is now. These days are the ones God has given you.

I reminded myself of this just this morning as I watched our 12 year old son leave for school. I was fine until I watched him from my kitchen window. I watched as he walked up the sidewalk to the bus stop and then I burst into tears.  Next summer, he won't be 12 years old anymore. That was only for this summer. The way his hair looks right now, his sun tanned skin, his smile, all those things may look slightly different next summer. Next summer, he will be thirteen! There is only one 12th summer.

Too often, I want to hurry something up. I want summer to hurry up, so that it can be my favorite season of fall. But I was reminded this morning not to hurry things up. Because then I am hurrying up their childhood.

These beautiful children are the ones that God has given me and I thank Him so much. I am very, very rich.


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A Favorite Pioneer Woman Recipe

If you have never heard of The Pioneer Woman, Ree Drummond, then you are in for a treat. She has a website, two cookbooks, and a cooking show on The Food Network. I found her through her website a year or so ago, and have tried several of her recipes. We have loved everything that we have tried thus far such as her Restaurant Style Salsa, Roasted Garlic Mashed Potatoes, and Best Ever Chocolate Sheet Cake recipe, but my favorite is this one.


 Grilled Chicken and Roasted Red Pepper Panini

The ingredients she lists are:

2 boneless, skinless chicken breasts ( I use more because I have a bigger family)
8 whole sundried tomatoes, packed in oil (I found these on the tomato sauce aisle)
3 T. prepared Basil Pesto (I found this near the spaghetti sauce)
1 T. extra virgin olive oil
1 T. lemon juice
1/2 tsp kosher salt
freshly ground black pepper
1/4 c. mayo
2 whole red bell peppers
8 whole slies provolone or mozzarella
8 slices good whole grain sandwich bread
4 T. butter, softened

Marinating Chicken in sun dried tomato/pesto mixture

In a blender or food processor, puree the sundried tomatoes, pesto, olive oil, lemon juice, salt and pepper. Add half of this mixture to a large ziplock bag with the chicken breasts. Smush around to coat the chicken, then refrigerate several hours or overnight. After marinating, either grill or cook in heavy skillet til done. Slice chicken into strips. I actually reverse this a bit. I cut up the chicken first, then cook in a skillet until done.

Spread:  In a small bowl, combine mayo and 3 T. of the sundried tomato mixture. Cover with plastic wrap and refrigerate til needed.

Roasted Red Peppers: In your oven broiler, completely blacken peppers on all sides, then immediately seal in ziplock bag. Allow peppers to sit, sealed, in the bag for 20 minutes. When cool enough to handle, remove from bag and use fingers to slip off the blackened skin. Lop off the top cut in half, then seed and slice into strips.

To Assemble: To make the panini, spread generous amounts of the tomato/pesto spread on one side of all the pieces of bread. On four of the pieces, arrange 1/4 of the chicken slices, 1/4 of the pepper, and two pieces of provolone. Top with the other pieces of bread with the spread face down. Butter both sides and grill in panini maker. ( I do not have a panini maker, so I improvise by putting in a 400 degree oven). Or, she says that you can put in a skillet and place a heavy pan on top of the sandwich as each side browns.

This is the finished product and they are so good! My daughter asks that I only give her half of one as they are so filling. The sun dried tomatoes and pesto give so much flavor.




The Pioneer Woman comes on The Food Network at 9:30 a.m. and her website is www.thepioneerwoman.com  Her recipes are very easy to follow. Hope you enjoy these as much as we do!

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You Don't Have to Wear a Scarlet Letter

Recently, my oldest daughter was required to read the story The Scarlet Letter for literature class. I remember reading the same book when I was in high school. Many of you are probably familiar with the fictional story of Hester Prynne. She was the main character from this story set in the 17th century, who was publicly set before the townspeople and shamed for her sin of adultery. She was also made to wear the red letter "A" on the front of her dress.

I can only imagine the feelings that would go through a woman who not only had to stand before a jeering crowd in  public humiliation, but also had to wear this symbol for the rest of her life. It was a symbol that would instantly identify her to every person she would ever meet. Shame is a powerful force. I think that even today, both men and women feel that they must forever wear their past mistakes upon their chest to somehow pay for their mistakes.

For the past several months, one portion of a verse from the Bible has been replaying itself over and over in my mind. It is this one that says, "You shall know them by their love." (John 13:35) I know I am sadly lacking in this so many times, but I'm asking God to cause me to grow hugely in this area.

 I have been thinking of this verse and knowing that God is trying to show me the bigger picture. Other people will recognize us as a true Christian by our love, and especially our words and actions of love. When we can look at a person with the love Jesus has for them, at the place they are at right now, and demonstrate love towards them, then they will know that we are His disciples.

In our church, a beautiful ministry has started of helping women who have had abortions. It helps them in dealing with guilt or shame, tormenting thoughts, and sorrow from their past. It is also to help them experience the total forgiveness and restoration that Jesus offers. I am so grieved at some who have no compassion for women who have gone through an abortion. It would seem that they believe a woman should wear a scarlet letter to forever identify her past mistake. But Jesus looks at her so differently. He has tremendous compassion on her.

Jesus showed His compassion when He met a woman, who, the Bible says, was caught in the very act of adultery. She was then placed alone in front of a crowd of people. (I wonder what passed through her mind as she stood there? She had no one brave enough to come and stand by her side.) The teachers of the law and the Pharisees were quick to identify her and quick to begin her punishment. But Jesus' reaction was different.  Jesus never looks at just our outward appearance and actions. I think He looked deep into her heart and saw all the brokenness that she had ever experienced and the total lack of self worth that she believed about herself. He bent down and began writing in the dust of the ground. When they continued to question Jesus on what actions He was going to take, He had one answer, "If any one of you is without sin, let him be the first one to throw a stone at her." The Bible says that those who heard Him, began to go away one at at time, the older ones first, until only Jesus was left with the woman.  Jesus told her that He did not condemn her and to go and leave her life of sin. He did instruct her to leave that life, but He didn't demean her or make her feel as if she had no value.


 Perhaps you feel you wear the letter "F" for failure. I think we all have moments when we feel like failures as a parent. Maybe you feel you failed at a marriage, school, or a job.  But that isn't your identity. It isn't who you are. God hasn't stamped you as a hopeless case.

What makes the gospel of Jesus Christ good news is that we don't have to carry our past with us any longer. I believe that is also important in our interactions with one another. We can't treat a person as "less than" because of their past.  His love has redeemed me..now it is my job to let someone else know that His love will redeem them and wipe away the hurts from their life.

What is shame? The dictionary defines it as a painful emotion caused by a strong sense of guilt, embarrassment, unworthiness, or disgrace. Shame can literally consume our lives and dictate our steps. It can make us believe that we have no value based on what we have done. If you have lived under a cloud of shame for very long, it can seem impossible to ever break free from it. But Jesus sees where you are right now and longs to show you how He feels towards you.

The dictionary definition mentions guilt as part of shame, but they are actually two different issues. My husband is a pastor and often says to our congregation that guilt is feeling bad about what you've done. Shame is feeling bad about who you are. It is an identity issue.

What can be done then?  Psalm 34:18 says, "The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit." and Isaiah 1:18 says, "Come now, let us reason together, says the Lord. Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow, though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool."

You don't have to wear an invisible scarlet letter. The Bible says that if we confess our sins (what we have done wrong), He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and cleanse us from all unrighteousness. I John 1 says, "If you walk in the light as He is in the light, then you have fellowship one with another, and the blood of Jesus cleanses us from all sin." If you think about this verse, it is making a correlation between walking in the light (transparency) and fellowship (relationships) with one another. A safe, close friendship where we can be transparent, can help us not to hide in shame any longer. The goal of shame is to keep us in hiding. But making a decision to step out of that belief will help us be healed.

My heart breaks over anyone reading this who is struggling with feeling they have no value. I so often have felt the same way. It is only recently, really, that the Lord has opened my eyes to how He really feels towards me. He will do the same for you. I've never experienced an abortion, but have had friends who have gone through one. Their lives have been forever impacted. But they have experienced healing and restoration.

Today, talk to Jesus openly and tell Him how you feel about yourself. If you have guilt over a past mistake, He is able and willing to forgive you. But if you are experiencing shame or you feel you are constantly living under a cloud of shame, then allow Him to heal those painful and broken parts of your heart that you have been protecting for so long. He doesn't look at you in those feelings of shame. You have tremendous value to Him.

You are not marked for life. His love is reaching out to you wherever you are right now.

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Lava Chocolate Cakes

I've been on a dessert kick lately. I found this little dessert on the Taste of Home website. I've seen a variation of this recipe in several places, but decided to try this one out today. My kids taste-tested it and gave it their seal of approval. It's always fun to cut into a chocolate cake that has a liquid-y chocolate center, right?

Ingredients for 4 Lava Cakes:

You'll need 4 - 6 oz. ramekins
4 tsp. sugar
1/2 cup butter, cubed
4 oz. semi sweet chocolate, chopped
1 cup confectioners sugar
2 eggs plus
2 egg yolks
1 1/2 tsp. instant coffee granules
3/4 tsp vanilla
6 T. flour
1/2 tsp salt
 Whipped cream or extra confectioners' sugar


Grease bottom and sides of the 4 ramekins. Sprinkle each with 1 tsp sugar. Place the ramekins on baking sheet and set aside.

In a microwave safe bowl, melt butter and chocolate for 1 minute or so. Stir until smooth. Stir in confectioners' sugar until smooth. Whisk in eggs, yolks, instant coffee and vanilla. Stir in flour and salt; spoon batter into prepared ramekins.

Bake at 400 degrees for about 12 minutes. Centers will be soft, but sides are set.

Remove to a wire rack to cool for 5 minutes. Carefully run a small knife around cakes to loosen. Invert cakes onto serving plates. Lift ramekins off (mine came off easily, thank goodness!) Serve warm with whipped cream or sprinkle with confectioners' sugar.  Yield: 4

Source - Taste of Home's beautiful photo

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My creation - I didn't get a clear shot somehow, but it was good!

                                                       
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                                                   recipe to www.tasteofhome.com. Thanks so much!

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Easy Peazy Chocolate Raspberry Pie - 5 Ingredients!

A friend gave me this recipe several years ago and it is such an easy summertime dessert. If you like the combination of chocolate and raspberry as I do, then I think you'll love this.

You will need one ready made chocolate pie crust ( I usually find these by the puddings and jello).

1 8 oz Cool Whip - thawed

1 container raspberries

1 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips

2 tsp. oil (not shown)

Combine 2 tsp. oil and chocolate chips in a bowl. Microwave for 1 minute and 30 seconds, stirring once or twice. Stir well after taking it out of the microwave to make sure all chocolate pieces are melted.  Fold in a container of thawed Cool Whip into the melted chocolate, then fold in raspberries. Place this mixture into the pie crust and refrigerate for 2 hours or in freezer 1 hour. Garnish with raspberries. (You can also store this pie in the freezer for up to 3 months and pull out whenever you need a quick dessert.)

It only has 5 ingredients and you never have to turn the oven on! Refreshing, cold, and delicious!



P.S.  Take a look at a little visitor we had on the deck while I was making this pie.




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Making Your Mother-in-Law Your Friend

If I were giving advice to a woman about to be married, it would be this. Do your best to make your mother-in-law your friend. I know there may be women who would say, "But you don't know my mother-in-law!" I'm sure there are very hard cases where you feel that you don't care for her or you feel she doesn't care for you.  But as much as it relies upon you, be at peace with her. Make good choices and take the high road in the relationship.

I am blessed to have a wonderful mother-in-law. In fact, I told my husband the other day, that I consider my mother-in-law, Faye, to be one of my best friends. Let me tell you a little about why I feel this way about her.

In 1992, Dave and I were told that our one year old twins had cerebral palsy. About two years later, they were both scheduled to be fitted for wheelchairs. I stayed with them at the University of Iowa Hospitals while Faye stayed at home with our other two children.


 On the day we arrived in Iowa City, I was so burdened down with sorrow I felt like I could hardly function. I remember being shown a catalog of wheelchairs and then somehow found myself sitting on the floor crying. I knew wheelchairs were something that had to be done, that this would be best for them, but the deep feeling of grief can hardly be described.

The kids and I stayed there that week while they were being measured, fitted, and re-measured for their wheelchairs. We came home for the weekend and then returned the next week for another few days. At night, when I finally got them both to fall asleep, I would sit and look out the window at a clock on the campus grounds, and wonder if things would ever get better. It felt like there was no place I could put this weight of pain that I was carrying around.

Finally, we returned back home at Teen Challenge. We pulled into the driveway and I remember asking Dave if somehow he could put the wheelchairs somewhere that I wouldn't have to look at them for a while. We lived in a pretty small place, but somehow, after putting the kids down, he was able to place them out of my direct line of vision. I laid down for a while in the back bedroom and listened to the sounds of conversation in the house. I could hear Faye in the kitchen making supper for us and our children's voices. When I walked into the kitchen and saw Faye making meatballs and talking with Dave, I felt comforted. It felt like the heaviness lifted a little, and that everything would be okay. I'm sure Faye probably hugged me and cried. That would be the thing that she would have done. But to tell you the truth, the details of that day are a little foggy. All I really remember is that her presence in our home at that time made so much difference in my pain filled mind.

Just a short few months later, Faye just "happened" to be spending the night at our home when Alex, one of our twins, suddenly went to be with the Lord. She stayed back with our other children while I climbed into an ambulance with Alex in the early morning hours, and Dave drove to the emergency room. She was waiting for us when we arrived back home later that morning alone.

There have been many instances like this one in my life. She has been there through thick and thin with Dave and I.  I don't remember when I stopped looking at her as just "mother-in-law" and started looking at her as "friend", but that is what happened. You may feel like you don't have a lot in common with your husband's mom, but this is where you need to become creative and find the areas where you have shared interests. After all, you married her son and that is a good starting place. Sometimes it just starts with a decision that you make. It can really start with you.

 Faye has taught me a lot by her example. When everyone else around her wondered if one of her sons would ever turn his life around, she never doubted. She always believed. It reminds me of a book I read a few years ago where a lady went to heaven and asked about the thrones she saw lining a wall. She was told they belonged to the praying mothers. I can't find anything in the Bible that supports that, but I wouldn't be surprised either!

Honoring your mother-in-law really isn't an option. Praise her to your children and set aside times to have fun with her. Speak to others of all the good things that you see in her. Someday, you and I will be the "mother-in-law"and what we have sown, we will reap. I want to reap a good relationship with my someday daughter-in-laws and sons-in-law, but it starts now.

Ice skating with Grandma

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French Silk Pie

I love pies. I truly do. This is one of my favorites and is actually very easy to make. This pie also freezes extremely well. I have frozen a couple and used within 3 months. It's a great pie to pull out for guests along with some homemade whipped cream.

You will need a 9 inch baked pie shell. My mom and mother-in-law make a very good homemade pie crust, but I use the frozen pie crusts from Walmart. Bake it for 9 minutes, then take it out and let it cool while you make the filling.  I think a post about learning to make a homemade pie crust is in my near future:)

For the french silk filling, you will need:

1 cup sugar
3/4 cup softened butter
1 1/2 tsp. vanilla
1/4 tsp. cream of tartar
3 squares ( 1 oz each) unsweetened chocolate, melted and cooled ( I happened to find a new item for this called Nestle Choco Bake which are pre-melted unsweetened chocolate packets - very handy!)
3 eggs

Homemade whipping cream:

1 cup chilled whipping cream
2 T. powdered sugar

Beat sugar and butter in bowl til light and fluffy. Stir in vanilla, cream of tartar and chocolate. Beat in eggs til light and fluffy, about 3 minutes. Pour into cooled pie shell. Refrigerate until set, 3 - 4 hours or cover with plastic wrap and freeze for 8 hours. ( I've kept mine in the freezer for up to 3 months. I cover with plastic wrap and then slip the pie into a large ziplock bag.)  Remove from freezer 15 min. before serving.

Looking good!

For the homemade whipped cream, you will need to beat the chilled whipping cream and the 2 T. of powdered sugar in a chilled bowl until stiff. Top pie with whipped cream and chocolate curls. (I used a room temperature Hershey chocolate bar and shaved off the sides with a vegetable peeler for the chocolate curls)

 I know everyone seems happier in the house when Mom is making a dessert. Sometimes I've made two pies and put one in the freezer for a future treat.  I hope your family enjoys this as much as we do!

Finished product!



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recipe from Betty Crocker Cookbook 1987

Making Southern Sweet Tea

During this hot summer season, there is nothing like a refreshing glass of homemade iced tea. I grew up drinking iced tea and make it for my family just the way my mom always has.

I use Luzianne family size tea bags, but you could use the brand you like the best.

Luzianne has never heard of me - I just like their tea:)

I use 3 of the large size and submerge in a small pan of water. Turn to medium and bring the tea to a boil.

Remove from heat and let the tea "steep" for 10-15 minutes. This step is important in order to get the full flavor of the tea.




Fill a glass pitcher about halfway with cold water and add 1 cup sugar and stir well.  I don't drink a lot of sugary drinks anymore, but I make an exception for this one! You could probably use a sugar substitute.

Add the tea (minus the tea bags), stir, and serve over ice.

Powdered teas and ready made tea just can't hold a candle to the real thing. This is perfect for everyone to have while sitting out on your deck or porch and relaxing with your family. You could bring a jug of it to a football game or any gathering.  It goes perfectly with fried chicken or a piece of pie.  Enjoy!



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