Monday, July 6, 2015

Pie on the Fourth of July

Last week I invited Ethel Ferger, a lady from my ward (local congregation), over to my house to teach me how to make her delicious strawberry pie, crust and all.  

Over the years I haven’t always been blessed to be surrounded by family, but the good women of the Relief Society have come to my rescue and strengthened me time and again.  They've taken care of me when I've had my babies - bringing meals in, throwing baby showers, tending older children.  They’ve called on me to share my talents - allowing me to feel useful and appreciated.  And more recently, they’ve looked after me since my dad passed away - assuring me that I am not alone.  

I am grateful for this organized sisterhood that continues to buoy me up and teach me new skills…so that I can enjoy simple pleasures like a fresh pie on the 4th of July!

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Ethel’s Strawberry Glaze Pie:

  • 1 qt. strawberries
  • 3/4 c. water
  • 2 T. cornstarch
  • 3/4 c. sugar
  • 1/4 t. salt
  • Few drops red food coloring
  • 1 baked 9” pie shell (this was the main reason right here that I had Ethel come over.  One day I’ll have to put together a tutorial on her hands-free pie crust recipe.  Amazing.)
  • whipped cream

Crush 1 cup red ripe strawberries, add water and bring to boil.  Simmer 3 minutes.  Strain.  Add water if necessary to make 1 cup liquid.  Combine cornstarch, sugar, and salt and add to liquid.  Stir until smooth.  Bring to a boil and stir constantly until mixture thickens.  Cool and add red food coloring.  Place remaining whole strawberries in baked pie shell.  Pour the glaze over the berries.  Top the pie with whipped cream.

A few of my friends came over, too, which was so much fun; it was like a baking class right in my very own kitchen!  And boy, was it awesome to watch Ethel whip up the ingredients like nobody’s business without exact measurements.  She was teasing me about being so precise.  Luckily, I had my new measuring spoons that I purchased for this very occasion labeled pinch, smidgen, dash, tad, etc. just so I could keep up with I knew exactly what she was talking about, haha!  We had a great time and I really hope to have Ethel over again soon.  I think everyone could use a little more Ethel in their life. :)  

Thursday, July 2, 2015

Family ties & a doberman named Odin

Last month we received some special visitors on their way to Northern Idaho.  My little brother & his wife stopped in for a few days with their doberman pinscher, Odin.  

Contrary to popular belief, dobermans are actually very good with children.  Their strength can be intimidating, but their protective qualities are incredible.  I know my kiddos were delighted to see Nate & Emmy, but I think they were particularly endeared to Odin.


Hmmm…who’s walking who?  It’s hard to tell.


We had a nice picnic at the park.  I love our beautiful park; it’s a definite plus in our subdivision.



Check out the haunted mansion in the background.  (The original land owner of all the lots in our subdivision unexpectedly passed away a few years ago in the process of building his house.  It’s changed hands, but progress is slow - kind of an eye sore, but it makes for some tall tales.)

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In our troubled world, I couldn’t be more grateful for the knowledge I have that families are forever!  There’s been a lot of fuss lately surrounding the family unit.  How blessed I feel to have God’s unchanging laws!  A good friend of mine recently shared this thought on social media, and I couldn’t agree more: 

"Life is wonderful people.  Hug someone you love.  Hug someone you don't like.  Smile.  Sing and dance around your house!  Serve your neighbor.  No legislator or supreme court is going to determine my ultimate happiness or misery.” - B. Hammond

While the world continues to worry about redefining marriage, I’m going to keep loving my family and embracing the future.  Yes…life is wonderful people.

Wednesday, July 1, 2015

Early Mornings

Something I’ve learned about myself over the years is that I seem to function much better - emotionally, spiritually, physically - when I manage to start the day early.  Luke has been waking up earlier than usual the past few weeks, so instead of fighting it and trying to put him back to sleep, I’ve been going on a nice walk through the neighborhood.  As I look back over the past 8 years of having babies, nursing, meeting the demands of young children day in & day out, I find that I'd usually need sleep more than a walk (I’d consider myself lucky if I got either of those, ha!), but I’m glad to be getting into the groove of starting my day earlier.

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Luke is my serious little soul.  He listens to me talk and pray as we enjoy the serenity of those morning hours.  I think our spirits understand each other. :)