Archives for July 2007

When your train of thought derails the best laid plans

Friday night we went to dinner at one of my favorite restaurants. I was so hungry by the time we got there, that I could have eaten the table in front of me. On top of that, I was heartburn free for the night (miracle of all miracles) and could actually stomach a meal.

We don’t normally order appetizers, but I love their Southwestern egg rolls and couldn’t resist. Sean had one and I had the rest… and it wasn’t a small portion. The kids had no interest in it. I can’t begin to tell you how sad that made me.

Our meals were brought out and I ate like I’d just been told it was my last meal. I had ordered the Buffalo Chicken fajitas and I finished every bite, ate all of Seamus’ fried apples and drank about 10 glasses of tea. I probably would have licked the bowls and plates if I had thought no one would notice.

I was seriously considering dessert, when a thought suddenly occurred to me: If I had to go under anesthesia tonight, I would so be in trouble.

That definitely gave me pause.

But don’t think for one minute that I couldn’t have finished off a couple of desserts on my own. And I was totally this: [ ] close to doing it.

Besides, blueberries have antioxidants…

I have never posted a recipe. But everyone else seems to be doing it these days, and since it’s been awhile since I’ve submitted to peer pressure, I’ve decided to follow suit and post one.

I made this the other night and fell in love with it. My kids had to go to bed before it was ready, so I even gave them some for breakfast the next morning – complete with Cool-Whip. This made me “Mom of the Year” in their eyes. That lasted until about 10 minutes later, when they were irritated at me for making them clean their rooms before playing outside. Then I was shoved from my throne.

I will NOT tell you the calorie count per serving. Just make it and enjoy every bite, and count it as your daily required serving of fruit.

Blueberry Struesel Cobbler


  • 1 pint fresh or frozen blueberries
  • 1 (14 ounce) can EAGLE BRAND® Sweetened Condensed Milk (NOT evaporated milk)
  • 2 teaspoons grated lemon zest
  • 3/4 cup cold butter or margarine
  • 2 cups biscuit baking mix, divided
  • 1/2 cup firmly packed brown sugar
  • 2 tablespoons cold butter or margarine
  • 1/2 cup chopped nuts
  • Blueberry Sauce:
  • 1/2 cup sugar
  • 1 tablespoon cornstarch
  • 1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
  • 1/4 teaspoon ground nutmeg
  • 1/2 cup water
  • 1 pint blueberries


  1. Preheat oven to 325 degrees F. In bowl, combine blueberries, EAGLE BRAND® and zest.
  2. In large bowl, cut 3/4 cup butter into 1 1/2 cups biscuit mix until crumbly; add blueberry mixture. Spread in greased 9-inch square baking pan.
  3. In small bowl, combine remaining 1/2 cup biscuit mix and sugar; cut in remaining 2 tablespoons butter until crumbly. Add nuts. Sprinkle over cobbler.
  4. Bake 1 hour and 10 minutes or until golden. Serve warm with vanilla ice cream and Blueberry Sauce. Store leftovers covered in refrigerator.
  5. Blueberry Sauce: In saucepan, combine sugar, cornstarch, cinnamon, and nutmeg. Gradually add water. Cook and stir until thickened. Stir in blueberries; cook and stir until hot.

I put Cool-Whip on top of mine, and that was delicious too.

Let me know if you make it and what you think of it.

Dog Days of Summer {Winner}

What a fun fun time it was this week!

“Thank you” to Shannon and “thank you” to all of you who entered my giveaway! I know I can’t expect all of you to keep coming around – though I wish you would! – But I look forward to the new readers I’ve gained through visiting and chatting. I hope some of you will stick around and take a look around my blog!

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Congratulations to Sara – comment #184!

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Again ~ I thank you all for the interest in and lovely comments about my cards!

The obligatory trip to our nation’s battlefields

Sunday afternoon we decided to go to Stones River Battlefield in Murfreesboro. Stones River is a wonderful, well tended battlefield. The visitors center is one of the best I’ve seen, with a fantastic museum. (It interested even the kids). Sean is a huge Civil War buff, and one of the best “tour guides” anyone could ask for when touring a battlefield. He knows so much about them and makes it interesting.

I grew up in Frederick, Maryland – a stones throw from about 5 major battlefields. Nearby, there is Antietam, Monocacy, Gettysburg, Bull Run/Manassas, Chancellorsburg and many many more within a 1/2 days to a days drive.

Needless to say, a lot of elementary school field trips were to the battlefields. And I can’t tell you just how much more fun they would have been had Sean been the guide on those trips.

One of the neatest things the National Park Service does now is to offer a Junior Park Ranger badge. At each park, the kids are given a booklet of the park, geared towards their age group. There are fun activities for them to do at stops around the park and questions they need to ask of a volunteer. Once it is completed, they take it back to the main desk and it is checked. The child is then sworn in as a Junior Park Ranger; they take a pledge, get a badge and a certificate, and then it is announced throughout the Visitor Center that there is a new Junior Park Ranger.

Abigael took it all very seriously. My picture of her “swearing in” didn’t turn out, but this is her discussing the importance of her new role with the volunteer. Notice the big girl stance.

Proud face after it was all over.

It was a gorgeous day – In fact, the weather all weekend was wonderful. So it was perfect for walking around the park.

Seamus telling me “bye” in his little southern accent. (Do you see his tiny Crocs? he loves those and so do I because he can put them on himself)
Three of my loves:

This was taken before we read in the pamphlet the part about not sitting on the cannons…

We had a wonderful, relaxing time. No complaining, not whining. It was glorious!

On a completely different, random note: My tip of the day – If you run out of hair gel, run yogurt through your hair and let dry. You’re welcome.

And I had to post this so you can get just a small small idea of how much the mosquitoes love Quinn. This poor guy is just covered with them. They have found every part of his body and conducted a taste test. (Last year he ended up in the emergency room twice in one week before we realized how he reacted to them) This is just one portion of his face they have tried out.

Labor Day will have a whole different meaning this year…

Monday I had my OB appointment.

I have spent less time at the Department of Motor Vehicles.
Heck, I’ve spent less time delivering my other babies.

My day began with my children waking me up — too early. I asked them to give me a minute to wake up. A minute turned into an hour and a half. Of all of the days for my children to watch tv quietly…

I raced around, knowing that going to an OB appointment unshowered was NOT an option for me.

Somehow, I made it in time – after dropping my three other children off at a friend’s home to stay for the duration.

Little did I know that the duration would be a sweet forever.

My appointment was a 9:45. I was promptly given a medical sugar drink to test my blood sugar. That meant I had to wait an hour. I had hoped that the doctor could check me for my exam during that time. Unfortunately, I wasn’t called back to the exam room until they were drawing my blood from the sugar test.

I got into the exam room and, because I am now considered geriatric in OB years, I had to have the heart monitor belt things strapped over my belly.

Honestly, I cannot express the anxiety that those things typically evoke. I saw a picture of a lady wearing one in one of my pregnancy books, Sunday evening, and started feeling so anxious all over again. I would rather be locked in a closet with the lights out, than wear those strappy heart monitors. My husband reminds me that they are important for the baby. But I want to be able to move when I am having a raging contraction.

But I digress… they didn’t bother me this time… but I wasn’t in labor either.

When my doctor came back in, we discussed my anxiety I have been feeling about the baby coming before I can make it to the hospital. (I tried linking to my post about that, for those who need some of my labor and delivery background, but blogger is acting odd.)

We had casually mentioned inducing labor during a prior discussion on this. And I’d sort of blown that idea off. But this baby’s birth is looming and causing me some stress. So we broached the topic again.

It looks like I will be induced on September 3rd – Labor Day. This way, I can relax and not worry about dropping the baby on the side of the road on the drive over.

This makes me feel MUCH better. Though, Seamus was three weeks early, and the 3rd is just 2 weeks before my due date. (I am ever the worry-wart …)

Again, because I am a geriatric OB patient, the doctor wanted an ultrasound to make sure the baby is growing properly. But it was noon and the office was closing for lunch. So, I had to drive 20 minutes to pick up the kids and drive 20 minutes back to make it back by 1:00 in hopes of getting right into the ultrasound room.

What I didn’t anticipate was that the office personnel would not realize that the entrance door was still locked from lunch and didn’t notice it until 1:30…

kids + waiting + a mom who has had a long day at the doctors = disaster

Once in the ultrasound room, there was much crying and gnashing of teeth, as they had had enough. From the kids, not me… though I was this close to it myself.

But I did get some sweet-as-sugar pictures of our new babe. He reminded me of Abbie’s ultrasound photos.

I can’t wait to met him.

And honestly, I can’t imagine that the next 6 weeks will feel any longer than that long appointment at the doctor’s office.