Saturday, July 30, 2011

Tomato Basil Pizza

I'm fairly certain that I ate most of this pizza. Yes. I did. 

Here's what you need: 
1 pizza crust (homemade or store bough) We made our own with whole wheat flour.
Fresh cherry or roma tomatoes chopped
Fresh basil chopped
1 cup mayo
mozzarella cheese
Parmesan cheese
minced garlic
olive oil
white onion thinly sliced

Preheat oven to 400. Put your crust on an olive oiled pan (I love the stone ones) stretch it out to the very edges. Bake for five minutes at 400. Turn oven down to 375. Mix mayo, 1/2 cup parm. cheese, 1 cup mozz. cheese and tablespoon of garlic (these are approximate, I don't measure) Spread on crust. Layer tomatoes on top, then onions and basil.  Sprinkle with more mozz. cheese. Bake for about 20 minutes or until golden bubbly. Eat. Love. Enjoy. 

Thursday, July 28, 2011


Yes. I think so.

Have you tried it yet?

You will be addicted.

I've only just begun....

Do it.
You can thank me later (for yet another time sucking social media site)

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

The closet fortress

 After doing some major summer cleaning (a great excuse to stay inside in the air conditioning when it's uber humid outside) I turned our coat and storage closet into a "fortress" for the boys.  They felt the need to share this information (that they were sleeping in a closet) with the check out lady.  She gave me a concerned look until I explained that it was a fort and not something that required DHS.  They've been in this fortress for two hours and there has been no sleeping.  My money is on Baylor for getting annoyed that Brody has his elbow in his face and heads upstairs to his bed.

8:14 am 
Baylor pours himself and his little brother a bowl, excuse me, a HUGE bowl of cheerios for breakfast. Props on getting breakfast for yourself little man. Maybe next time try not to use the entire box of Cheerios and half the milk, mmmkay? 
8:15 am
Entire bowl of cheerios and milk end up on the lovely (NOT) kitchen floor. 
Okay, so at least he tried. 

Chloe is revolting.  She is angry because I got rid of her crate (which she seldom slept in) to make more space for my windows in the mudroom.  I'm going to get them a nice comfy dog bed, but in the meantime she has found her new place to chilax. Nothing like dog butt on the place you eat you food. Good think I like you Chloe.

Monday, July 25, 2011


 This weekend Baylor man lost his first tooth.  There was much rejoicing. He quickly informed me that there was no tooth fairy but he still expected something under his pillow.  When I was little my father "The Tooth Fairy" would leave a silver dollar under my pillow for each tooth I lost. I saved them all and decided that's what Baylor should receive.  He was thrilled to say the least.
We also went school supply shopping for his Kindergarten supplies and managed to fill his backpack to the max.  He almost tipped over.  I can't believe my baby will be in all-day Kindergarten.  There might be tears.....from me.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Baby, it's (really) hot outside

 It's beginning to look a lot like.....summer harvest time! I know it's not much to look at now, but this is a big accomplishment for someone with a black thumb (like myself) We have our first veggies from the garden, other than the lettuce we've been collecting weekly. One ginormus zucchini, one radish, one cucumber and some beans.  The zucchini and cucumber have proceeded to take over the back of the yard and the sunflowers are bigger than the kids.  The boys are very excited about growing their own veggies, unfortunately they aren't as excited about eating them.  It has been really hot the past few days, but I won't complain because I'd take this heat over cold any day!

I just registered Baylor for Kindergarten.


He is about to lose a tooth.

What happened to my baby?

 I just spent a few minutes filling out an online registration form with lots of questions.  Lots of questions that really don't show the true colors of my Baylor so I thought I'd write some of my own registration questions (the ones that really matter)

1. Does your student have any issues? You mean like taking off ALL of his clothing when he goes to the bathroom? Then, yes.
2. What language did your student learn first? I wouldn't really call it a language, more like grunts and snorts.
3. Does he like music? Of course, in fact he just made up new lyrics to If you're happy and you know it.....If you're happy and you know it slap your butt. I kid you not...and I promise he won't sing them during class.  Actually I can't make that promise.
4. Allergies? He claims to be allergic to broccoli, peas and Cheetos.
5.  Any behavior problems? No, of course not. He is an angel sent from heaven.  He smells like roses. He never makes bodily function noises. He loves his brother with all of his heart. Amen.

Actually, we are so excited about Baylor's teacher.  She is pretty amazing and was the boys Awana leader too. She's a very good teacher and she loves Jesus.  Couldn't ask for more. I hope she knows I will be stalking her classroom......

Got to go sell a kidney on the black market to pay for the list of school supplies that is a mile long......*sigh*

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Home again, home again, jiggity jig

 I am one lucky lady. Look at these so very handsome men! They were the ring bearers and bride walker at the wedding of Aunt Christina to our new Uncle Brett! The wedding was gorgeous (along with the bride) and we had so much fun reconnecting with family.
 We spent a few days down in Missouri and hurried home with just enough time to do our laundry and take one deep breath.  The following day we met up with some fellow coaches and their wives at FCA camp in Pella, Iowa.  We've made it a family tradition to travel to the home of Dutch Letters and Central College where Lonnie can coach athletes in track and I can fellowship with other coaches wives (more on that later) It's always a fun week and I don't have to cook. Unfortunately there was an ice cream machine....and I had ice cream after most meals.  I will be hitting the pavement this week!
Here is the beautiful bride her beautiful mama.  

We are glad to be home for the time being, not so glad about the pile of laundry that needs to be put away!  

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Dance Machine

        Wedding dance floor=hours of enjoyment for Brody and 
hours of entertainment for the wedding guests. 

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Friday, July 1, 2011

Goodbye silver bullet.....

My 30 year old clean driving record has come to a screeching halt....actually it was quite smashing. Silver Bullet is no more.  It was a sad goodbye, a rough transition, but it's looking to be a happy ending!

In the words of my almost six year old son I need to, "calm down and quit freaking out." Something in which I have mastered quite well, especially after having children.  God always ceases to amaze me and makes me wonder why I "freak out" in the first place.

Tuesday afternoon after Lonnie gets home from work, I jump in the car and head to the local hardware store to get a propane tank for our BBQ grill.  I swing by the grocery store to pick up a few random groceries and head back on the highway towards home.  It's probably the most perfect day you could ask for.....75 and sunny.  I am driving the speed limit (yes, believe it or not) not talking on the phone or breaking up a fight in the back seat (the boys were at home) and have the radio on at a reasonable level. I will not tell you what exactly I was listening to because it may involve some auto dancing as well.  I am slowing down and there is a little blue pick-up truck in front of me that slams on his breaks because the person in front of him slams on his brakes. Everything goes in slow motion as I 1. reach for the propane tank in the front seat (yes, I know dumb idea) 2. Try to swerve and miss him and 3. Instead of missing, I hit him with the left side of my car.

I sit on the side of the road trying to figure out what just happened. I'm shaking so bad I can't even get my phone out. I couldn't get out of the drivers side door because it was stuck.  There was smoke and headlight piece all over the shoulder. Needless to say I was very shaken and my car was a wee bit smashed.  A wee bit may be an understatement.  The dude in front of me was okay (not so much happy, but polite) and his bumper will need replacing.  The silver bullet on the other hand was totaled (according to the insurance adjuster) It was a sad day.

I felt horrible.
I feel horrible.

We....okay, I went into panic mode because we needed a car quickly to get down to Lonnie's sister's wedding this coming weekend.  The boys (all three of them) are in the wedding and I am there for moral support...and cake.  To make a long story short, there was no need for panic and we found a car right in our backyard.  It's the same model (we loved the Freestyle!) and not van (sorry van drivers, I still can't do it) and it has leather seats ( I was sold on the leather alone) God is good.  No need for panicking.

It could have been so much worse. I could have been hurt, the other guy could have been hurt or my children and husband could have been in the car with me.  You never know when God will call you home, make it worth it.

If I had my child to raise all over again,
I'd build self-esteem first, and the house later.
I'd finger-paint more, and point the finger less.
I would do less correcting and more connecting.
I'd take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes.
I'd take more hikes and fly more kites.
I'd stop playing serious, and seriously play.
I would run through more fields and gaze at more stars.
I'd do more hugging and less tugging.
~Diane Loomans