Happy Thanksgiving!

 
Chocolate Pie, Apple Pie, Pumpkin Cheesecake

 
A not so clear photo of Rapunzel, taken with the flash on my new camera off. Yep that’s what I said Chaos got me a new camera! It’s so cool, I just have to figure out how to use it.
 
This was the outfit that my Grandma got SuperChic for her birthday. The gauchos look so cute on her it’s scary. A much better picture that was taken outside, obviously. 

Girlie Day

Today was a girlie day for us here at Camp Chaos. Chaos Kid gave us the go ahead, and go ahead we did. We started day off with a trip to the nail salon, where we will definately be going back. Then off to Starbucks for two blended chocolate milks, a peppermint mocha frap, and a blended tangerine green tea for LadyBug. Then it was time for some power shopping. First Target, which we were alerady in, then Walmart. I’ve done all of my Christmas shopping, now it just has to be wrapped. By then we were all starved, as our day had started at about 8:30 and it was now 2:00 and the girls and I were surviving on pure caffine. So we had a very filling lunch at Farmer Boy’s. Then it was off to Grandpa’s so LadyBug could take him for a check-up.

While they were at the doctor the girls and I went to the mall and then to the park. From there it was off to Albertson’s to get some meat for Grandpa’s dinner, on to Grandpa’s to cook his dinner, and then home. Where we had a strange messsage from a florist who couldn’t find our address. Could that have been because the guys from the county had to move the mailbox when they took out all the trees.*

It was a good thing that we had a tray of enchiladas in the freezer or we would’ve been sunk. All in all it was a good day.

*The county took out all but one of the pepper tres we had in fornt of our house and the one next door, not to mention a few on the othe end oof the block. I’ll have to post pictures later of the before and after.

Photos at nail salon taken by Rapunzel.

The Top Four

The sweater she just had to have.
Flutter and Dabu.
Another Sweater To Cherish.
SHOES!!! Thank You Grandpa.
I say the top four because these are the top four I was able to get photos of. She also got an antique necklace, laptop “‘puter”, panties, a dress, skirt and top, jumper and top, felt coloring board, animal book, SSC coloring book, doll and horse, pink boots, and a kitchen set. And this was only party number one.

Yep, she gets another party on Wednesday. We do this two birthday partiy thing frequently, because we have to have parties for both sides of the family.

Anyways, this is being posted here because this was an unplanned birthday party. Yep, that’s what I said, unplanned. Of course that means invite the entire family, buy hamburger and hot dog fixings, ice, sodas, and make a cheesecake.

All in all I think everyone had a good time. I know I did and I didn’t even really do anything. All that mattered was that SuperChic had a good time, and I’m sure she did. Just look at that smile if you need more proof. 

Raggedy Andy: The I Can Do IT, You Can Do IT Book

The title of the story is Raggedy Andy The I can do it, you can Do It Book . The auther of the story is Nonah Smaridge The illustrator is June Goldsborough. The story takes place at school. The main characters of the story are Raggedy Andy and Raggedy Ann. They are telling about things they learned to do like, putting their toys away,feeding the dog, and sharing with their friends. At the end they were all grown up. I like Raggedy Andy and Raggedy Ann books, because they’re the best books I ever read. You should read it too.

tales from the camp

I have two stories tonight.

The first story is about the big spaghetti dinner my mom cooked tonight. It was delicious as usual. There was salad and garlic bread and lots and lots of tasty sauce to put on noodles. Nobody makes spaghetti dinner like Mom. However, nobody has a sense of humor like mom either. I’m not saying my mom is a comedian or anything but she does have interesting timing.

Just as we’re a third of the way into the meal, taking big bites and enjoying the company of family, she says,

“There’s an extra ingredient in tonight’s dinner.”

She pauses and looks around the table waiting for us to guess what it is. I’m thinking rosmary or maybe a bay leaf, something savory that I smelled as she was cooking earlier.

“What’s the secret ingredient,” asks Chaos or me or maybe CC, I forget.

“Ants!” says my mom with a perfectly straight face.

I nearly spit out my dinner. “What!!!!” All of us stop eating mid bite.

“There were ants in the sugar bowl and I accidentally dumped in the sugar before I noticed them,” says my mom matter of factly.

Thankfully, CC was nearby when this happened and she assured us all that there was only an ant or two in the sugar bowl and none of them actually made it into dinner. Or maybe she’s just telling us that to make us feel better.

“Besides,” says CC “Ants are sterile and a good source of protein.”

Good to know. But I’ll have to give my mom credit for making a good dinner because I kept on eating anyway. If there were ants in dinner, they tasted pretty good.

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The second story is about a cooking mistep I made. The other day CC made a batch of banana muffins and to top them she melted butter and mixed together sugar and cinnamon. She left the extra cinnamon and sugar mixture out on the table for us to use on toast for breakfast. Then because my mom was worried about the cats getting up on the table and sampling the cinnamon sugar, she poured it into a shaker for us to use.

The next morning when I was helping get the girls ready for school, I made Super Chic a piece of toast and sprinkled it liberally with the shaker that was beside the toaster oven. It was kind of funny because Super Chic had been begging and begging for toast but when I put the toast in front of her, she just took one mouse bite and wouldn’t touch the rest of it. That is not like Super Chic. She usually gobbles up her morning toast. Finally, I gave up and let her get up from the table so she could get dressed and go to school. She didn’t say a peep about what was wrong with her toast. I just figured it was typical unexplainable three-year-old behavior.

Later CC woke up and sat down at the table to talk to me while I was feeding Baby Bug. I told her about Super Chic not eating her toast. CC didn’t seem too worried and since she was sitting in the same spot, she decided she would eat the toast. It looked pretty tasty afterall.

After a few bites CC looks at me funny and says, “Why does this taste salty? Did Super Chic put salt on her toast?”

And then it clicked. My mom keeps vegetable salt next to the toaster oven. I got up and found the shaker to show CC. “This is what I put on it. Is this cinnamon sugar or is it vegetable salt?” I looked around and sure enough on another counter was another shaker filled with a similar brownish concoction. Vegetable salt and cinnamon sugar look almost EXACTLY alike.

Poor CC. She had taken two or three bites already. Salty buttery toast doesn’t really taste that yummy, especially when you shake it on liberally. But most of all poor Super Chic. Now I know why she wouldn’t eat her toast. It’s just funny because she didn’t say a word about it tasting funny. I guess she just figures it’s normal for Aunties to do strange things with toast.

Alice In Wonderland

The title of the story is Alice in Wonderland Meets the White Rabbit. The author is Jane Werner. The illustrations are by the Walt Disney Studios.

The setting of the story is Wonderland. The main character of the story is Alice.

The conflict of the story is Alice falls asleep but she doesn’t know it. She follows a white rabbit and gets lost in Wonderland.

Some events in the story were that Alice followed a white rabbit, she met a chesire cat, she took a shortcut to get home, and she met a queen.

The solution of the story is that she wanders out of Wonderland to get home.

DaBomb* Cheesecake

Another day, another cheesecake. This was one of three I made the other day. One Chaos took to work, which was sampled by everyone, and then taken home by the bosses. One goes to meeting tomorrow, and one went to Shelly, a friend of mine.

Everytime I bring a cheesecake into work, people drool. The first was for Mary, a chocolate, for working for me even though it was her birthday. The second was for Jason, a cherry one as a gift from his wife, and wasn’t even completely covered on the cost end of things. The third one, pictured above, was for Shelly. Which is why I’m writing this post.

Any and all prayers would be appreciated for Tommy, Shelly’s grandmother. She has ovarian cancer and has been receiving chemo for it for a few months now. Last Sunday, she was admitted to the ER for not being able to eat or drink anything. Everything otherwise seemed normal. Then on Wednesday after numerous tests, and x-rays, Shelly was told that Tommy’s cancer had metastisized. It had now spread to her abdomen, and the chemo wasn’t going to do any good. It would just make Tommy sicker and sicker, and really wouldn’t help. So she was released to go home with Hospice care. Tommy has been given between two weeks to two months to live. This has hit Shelly and all of her family very hard.

I know a cheesecake isn’t going to make her better but it was the only way to show her family that I cared. So if you could please pray for Tommy it would be appreciated.

*This is how Mary and Jason described it, not my own words. 

Before & After

No explanation necessary. 

Dear Uncle Chaos

I thought you’d like to know that Baby Bug DOES NOT like avocados. Not one little bit.

xoxo B & BB