As to the weekend…
I have been craving Kolaches for a while now and thought I would make some. These are good, but not quite in line with my sense memory (first of all, the sausage should be on the inside like some kind of ground beast surprise), but they were good. However, husband and older daughter apparently do not believe that any kind of meat in casing should be served to them in the vehicle of bread. They ate the sausage and left the rolls. I was furious. I made yeast bread for pete’s sake. It took time and kneading and time and love and time. And they don’t care. Ugh. Children and husbands rarely cooperate in the way you hoped and imagined.
I also tried another granola bar recipe. It was ok and the hubz actually inhaled the entire batch in one sitting and just left behind a crumbly mess for me to sprinkle on my yogurt, but I like the other ones better. I have a few more recipes I would like to try. Oh, and I didn’t grind up my oatmeal (cuz who wants to get out the food processor for that) and I kind of split up the oatmeal between Cheerios and oatmeal and squished them up some with my hands. And I added coconut and chocolate chips and dried cherries. I almost never go by the recipe 100%. The creativity is half the fun.I got some time to sew again. I am so enjoying doing it. And I really thought I had come to hate sewing and probably would not do it again until I was pressed into creating a giant flower costume or an octopus costume or something when the girls begin their elementary school acting careers. But it is a blast again. Note the kicky hem. I am also enjoying the fancy stitches on my machine. (Please ignore the hair- invalids sew, they do not brush hair)
On Sunday I was in charge of painting the windows for our Vacation Bible School. I had tons of help (don’t get me wrong), but I drew the picture and I am kind of proud of the results. We are having a rainforest theme. Too bad you can’t really see the monkey.
Have a wonderful week and if I don’t speak to you before then…HAPPY JULY 4th!!! God Bless America. I might complain sometimes, but we are so very lucky to have been born in a place where we don’t have to worry where we will get clean water or that bombs will crash down upon our heads when we are going to the grocery store….and that we have grocery stores with actual food in them.