Delightful Bites

When I think of the word snack, I immediately think of my kids. I know, how cliche, right? A mom thinking of her kids when they hear words. It’s so passe. Tough, because that’s exactly what happened and I’m going to tell you a little bit about why!


So the past few days, I’ve been in a rut. My depression got the better of me and it made everything seem so drawl and drab, like nothing had any meaning. I’m sure so many others can relate to that feeling, so I’m going to share what I did to bring myself right back out of it! I had started reading into baking, first starting off small with pre-made cake mixes into cookies and such. They were awesome to the max.

Red Velvet White Chocolate Chip

My First Cookies!


Then I got the idea, this wild hair up my tuckas as I like to call it. I wanted to bake from scratch. So I dug. I searched. I read recipe after recipe. I finally stopped at a Betty Crocker Oatmeal Raisin cookie recipe. It was simple, to the point, quick and easy! Or so I had thought. I made my first batch and all were delighted, though I had tweaked the recipe a tad. As my husband was getting ready to go to work, I tweaked the recipe yet again. I fear I may have created a monster in my hunt for the perfect homemade cookie. I wanted something that would be a great snack, but that had some healthy parts to it. What I ended up with was a mountain of cookies that went what felt like a mile high.


Mama's Homemade Cookies

Look at those golden edges! Yum!


Now for the good part. The recipe! I jotted down as I cooked and mixed, so you’re lucky! 


1/2 C Sugar
1/4 C Brown Sugar
1/2 C Melted Butter
1/2 tsp Vanilla
1 Egg
4 Oz Warmed Peanut Butter


3/4 C Flour
1/2 tsp Baking Soda
1/2 tsp Cinnamon
1/4 tsp Salt


1 1/2 Quaker Oats
1/2 C Raisins
1/4 C Chocolate Chips


Preheat Oven at 375 º

Everything is separated out per which steps get done first, then second, and finally last steps. When you start making it, mix the sugar, brown sugar, butter, vanilla, egg, and peanut butter together. Once you’ve got it nicely mixed it should have a creamy caramel colored look to it. That’s when you can add the flour, baking soda, cinnamon and salt. It’ll become a thick caramel-like texture, like watching caramel drip deliciously onto a pan. At that moment, you know that it’s perfect and can finally mix in the oatmeal, raisins, and chocolate chips. I used a silicon spatula to fold the oatmeal, raisins and chocolate chips into the gooey delicious cookie dough. Once it’s nicely mixed together, then you can pop them into the oven! Parchment paper is definitely a must, or else you’ll end up wasting a lot of soap and water. I suggest getting an ice-cream shaped scoop that is actually called a “cookie-scoop”. They make perfectly sized cookies, every time! Give them 10-12 minutes in the oven and they should be ready! Here was my first batch!


First Batch!

They certainly smelled super delicious!


I let them chill in the refrigerator for a good ten minutes before putting them on the plate and moving on to the next set of ten. Happy baking and I hope you enjoy these delightful snacks!


Everything Explained!

So this morning was a fun little phenomenon. My husband woke me as usual around 6am, ready to head up stairs to go to sleep. You see, I have taken to sleeping on the couch because sleeping in my bed while my husband is away at work always makes me sad. Sad means I can’t sleep, so I crash on the couch watching something or other on Netflix. Well this morning when we went upstairs to lay down, I was feeling more awake than normal and started yammering on about how I had some strange dream. 


I decided to share with you the interaction as best as I can recall. 


I had a really weird dream before I woke up.


Why don’t you tell me about it lovie?


Well it is super strange. It started out that you and I went to meet some shaman woman who was supposed to send me off on some trial so that I could meet my spirit animal. She said I needed to go through the trial because there were bad guys trying to do stuff to endangered animals or something.

So yea, I go through this trial and I end up finding my spirit animal and it’s a squirrel named Freddy.


(laughing) That explains so much.


*swats him* Hush, I’m telling you about my weird dream! 

So anyway, once I’m finally done with the trial and Freddy and I are heading off to find the shaman woman, we meet an Elephant. His name was Charlie, and he said that the shaman woman had relocated because of the bad guys. Freddy didn’t want to go though because he wanted to look for his missing girlfriend, Sandy. 


(he is still laughing)


Anyway! So Charlie let us ride on his back since he knew where she was. After forever, we found her only to realize apparently Sandy was hidden in her hair. Freddy lost his lid when we got to her and chased Sandy up the shamans neck and back into her hair. 


(practically losing it) This explains everything. Just so much of everything.


*growling* Yea well when we got back together, we went to face off with the bad guys, but there were a bunch of people outside their headquarters! Good thing was that there was a duck pond area near the headquarters, because their headquarters was part of a zoo that had a bunch of exotic animals which was how they were getting their ill-gotten goods they were pilfering. Freddy and I hid behind a tree close to the office and started doing duck calls together to lure the ducks over so that they would distract the people. 

Suddenly I broke into song, singing and dancing and you were picking me up and throwing me in the air and I did mid-air twirls and stuff. It was cool. People were clapping and cheering as I sung about the wild animals and how they just wanted to be home, safe from harm. 


(sounding mildly interested) That actually does sound kind of cool, the singing while in the air thing.


Right? It was so cool. When everyone started wandering away, the bad guys showed up and I had Charlie stomp on them real good, squishing their guts everywhere. *in a chipper tone* Then we rode off into the sunset together on Charlie.


(laughing again) Oh great, I can’t ride into the sunset in a nice car, no I ride into the sunset on the back of an elephant. Thanks, Shay.


*shocked voice* What?! I thought it was awesome!


This dream just explains so much about you, my sweet wild energetic squirrel girl.


Oh shut up. *fake-hurt voice*


Not long after the exchange ended, the kids woke up and the day began. I thought it would be fun to share this weird little dream, maybe it’ll give you better insight into who I am too?

Brain Spasm!

When I got up today, I’d had high hopes for todays prompt. I snuck a peek at it when it came time for the prompt to post, but I was immediately dismayed! The daily prompt today is “adrift“, which for me is a nautical word. If you don’t know what nautical is, I feel bad for you. My deepest condolences. I digress though, I’ve nothing in my history past, present, or future, that has anything to do with things of a nautical nature. I don’t own a boat, I’ve never been on a boat, and to be quite frank, my fear of water probably will prevent me from ever being on a boat.

Yes, I am afraid of water. The very idea of being adrift at sea (I’ve had nightmares about that, so don’t laugh at me!) is terrifying! You could run out of food, fresh drinkable water that wouldn’t cause you to dehydrate, things to talk about! You could run out of intelligence, too. I fear that’s what has happened across most of the world, at least. Got lost at sea, just drifting along, all adrift like and such. That must be how they lost their ever lovin’ minds!

So instead of going on about how stupid people are these days, I decided to share some cuteness instead. Babies are adorable, so I made a couple photo montages using my beloved Google Photos application! May you find yourselves adrift in a sea of adorable. Enjoy. 

On The Edge

As of late, I’ve felt as though I stood on a precipice, of the metaphorical sort of course. You see, I’ve had a decision which has needed to be made for some time. The options are boorish and mundane, but the result will be my ultimate delight. I need to set myself as a role model for my children, in doing such I need to also show them the example of how one conducts themselves.


I’ve mentioned in the past how I’ve no filter, I fly by the wind and let my tongue do all the leg work while my brain focuses on more important and vital problems. That is where my issue lays. I need my children to learn where and when it is appropriate to blithely run on the blunt path and when to lithely travel the soft spoken course that will eventually lead to their success. While I find the task to be outlandishly drawl, I’ve also realized that it is vital to their ability to succeed in life. Be it getting into college and holding their tongue during their interview about their obese and potential heart-attack prone administrator, or their flippant boss who may or may not hold double and or triple standards about who ranked where can do what around the office.


I’ve lived a carefree life in which I’ve been able to be authentically myself wherever I may go. I openly express disgust and often am quick to correct someone I find to be wrong. As my children are growing though, they are becoming more perceptive of how I act towards, to, and in general around other people. It has been expressed that how I act publicly may not be the best example for my girls. I have taken much time to deliberate and discuss this with myself. The final conclusion? They just might be right.


So I’ve decided from today forward, any being who wishes to not know my disgust with them had best steer clear of my home. Should I meet you on my doorstep, you will be spared. My home is my castle, it is my domain and any who enter it are under my law. You will be treated accordingly. I will do my best to be civil outside the walls of my abode, but if I find you to be outlandish, if you are found incompetent, spared you will not be. It is my job, my duty, and most importantly, my privilege to teach my girls right from wrong. I must be the role model they need and deserve. In order to do this, I must be the best I can in all aspects. Even if that means softening the blow when dealing with individuals I find less than desirous.


A word to parents everywhere : Teach your children when to stand up for themselves, when to strike back. Teach them when to hold back, to pull their punches and soften the blow. Lead by example, because we should be their role models. Not television, not “music artists”, not comic characters. You, their parents.

Adorable Morning

So it was decided this morning before lunch arrived that we would have to go for a walk. In the process of getting ready for our walk, I asked the girls what color theme they wanted for their outfits. I should not have been surprised when they screamed together, “Pink!” They certainly looked adorable, so I wanted to share a few of my favorite photos from this morning’s adventures!



There is actually an adorable little side thing that happened this morning as I was making pancakes for breakfast.


Celeste woke up but Marie didn’t and so I brought Celeste down to sit with me while I make breakfast. As I get the batter made for pancakes, Celeste suddenly cries out, “Its time to get sissy.” She marched up the stairs with adorable purpose, runs into her room and starts screaming at Marie “Its time get up! Wake up! Pancakes!” then runs back into the hall, waiting for me to appear at the bottom of the steps.She then yelled with impatience down to me “Mommy sissy no get up!” sounding all too disappointed and adorable. So I went to the foot of the stairs and she just kept going back and forth running into the room yelling for Marie to wake up. At one point, she got tired of yelling about pancakes, as apparently it’d become too many words to say so early in the morning. She started to just yell SISSY for the next three minutes, which finally worked. First thing Marie said when she got downstairs, “I found me! I found me down stairs.
After that adorable interaction and lunch was underway, we prepared for our trek to the store for some powdered drink mixes and kiddo snacks!
I figure we could all use a break from the drab and dreary, the fear and terror that is striking the hearts and insurance wallets of many around the nation. It may only be a short brief distraction, but it’s jam packed with cuteness to make it worthwhile!

So Much To Do, So Little Time

For those who were following me regularly, you may have noticed it seems that I’ve disappeared from the blogosphere! I assure you, no such thing has happened. It’s just hard to find time to write lately with homeschooling, chronic pain, and trying to keep the place clean and the kids fed. 


Since I’ve been so busy, I figured I would share with you something sweet and adorable. Without further ado, I’d like to share with you, my eldest daughter who decided this morning to share her smarts with the world! Honestly, none of the kids her age are as far advanced as she is. She even read the title to this post with only minor troubles!


Better Late Than Never!

Travesty hit our home the weekend of Easter, a horrid travesty which resulted in zero fun. From sick babies to a sick and unwell feeling hubby and a mommy feeling achy and pained, there was zip, zilch, zero fun. Nadda! Narry a word of joy was spoken, a moment of peace had.

Alas, the husband so decided some time last week, on a whim it would seem, to take Monday off so that we could have our own little celebration of Easter joy. I decided to share our little videos of adorable with you all, so you know all is well in our world. Hope you enjoy as much as we did!