Hop Into My Life (Beatrix Potter)

What do Squirrel Nutkin, Peter Rabbit, Benjamin Bunny, Jemima Puddle-Duck, Johnny Townmouse, Tom Thumb and Hunka Munka have in common? 

They were all created by the wonderful children's author Beatrix Potter! 

I love the stories and illustrations by Beatrix Potter...I mean who 

could not like a little mouse named Hunka Munka or silly duck named 
Jemima-Puddle-Duck?

When I was home visiting my parents this past fall, I sat down and re-read some of these stories and it reminded me  of when my Mom would sit down before we went to bed and she would read these stories to us, and at the end my younger brother would say, 
"Read again, Mommy."

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Apple Crisp Cups

• Ingredients
• 4 apples-peeled, cored, and chopped
• 1 dash ground cinnamon
• 1 dash ground nutmeg
• 1/2 cup walnuts
• 1/2 cup pecans 
• 1/2 cup brown sugar
• 1/2 cup all-purpose flour
• 4 tablespoons butter, diced
• 1 pinch salt
• 
  
• Directions
• Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).

1. Place apples in bowl, stir in cinnamon and nutmeg. Place apples in a casserole dish or in cupcake cups.
2. In a food processor (or blender) chop nuts with a few short pulses. Pour in sugar and flour and process to combine. Add butter and salt and process until mixture resembles coarse meal. Sprinkle topping over apples.
3. Bake in preheated oven for 30 minutes, or until golden brown.

Baby It's Cold Outside

It's snowy outside and call me crazy but I like it...
no really I do, nobody paid me to say that. 

I like being cozy inside, I like watching the fluffy snowflakes falling (which they

are doing right now), and I like how it makes me think of Christmas (I am allowed to 

talk about Christmas now that Thanksgiving has past). I like putting on this song"Baby, It's Cold Outside" originally written by Frank Loesser who wrote the duet in 1944 and premiered the song with his wife, Lynn Garland, at their housewarming party

I really can't stay (but baby it's cold outside)

I've got to go away (but baby it's cold outside)

This evening has been (been hoping that you'd drop in)

So very nice (i'll hold your hands, they're just like ice)

My mother will start worry (beautiful whats your hurry)

My father will be pacing the floor (listen to the fireplace roar)

So really i'd better scurry (beautiful please don't hurry)

but maybe just a half a drink more (put some records on while i pour)

the neighbors might faint (baby it's bad out there)

say what's in this drink (no cabs to be had out there)

i wish i knew how (your eyes are like starlight now)

to break this spell (i'll take your hat, your hair looks swell)

i ought to say "no, no, no sir" (mind if i move in closer)

at least i'm gonna say that i tried (what's the sense in hurtin' my pride)

i really can't stay (oh baby don't hold out)

both:baby it's cold out side

i simply must go (but baby it's cold outside)

the answer is no (but baby it's cold outside)

your welcome has been (how lucky that you droped in)

so nice and warm (look out the window at that storm)

my sister will be suspicious (gosh your lips look delcious)

my brother will be there at the door (waves upon the tropical shore)

my maiden aunts mind is vicious (gosh your lips are delicous)

but maybe just a cigarette more (never such a blizzard before)

i've gotta get home (but baby you'd freeze out there)

say lend me a coat (it's up to your knees out there)

you've really been grand (i thrill when you touch my hand)

but don't you see? (how can you do this thing to me?)

there's bound to be talk tomorrow (think of my lifelong sorrow)

at least there will be plenty implied (if you got namonia and died)

i really can't stay (get over that old out)

baby it's cold outside!

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A Little Elf in Your Life

I just watched  Elf last night and just so you now, as I was reading the quotes below I was

laughing so hard! I couldn't help myself, I really want you to watch this movie...

right now...I might even watch it again tonight; hee, hee! 

Buddy: Who the heck are you?

 Gimbel's Santa: What are you talkin' about? I'm Santa Claus. 

Buddy: No, you're not. 

Gimbel's Santa: Uh, why of course I am! Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho. 

Buddy: Well, if you're Santa, what song did I sing for you on your birthday this year? 

Gimbel's Santa: Um, Happy Birthday of course. Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho. How old are you son? 

Kid with Santa: Four. 

Gimbel's Santa: You're a big boy. What's your name? 

Kid with Santa: Paul. 

Gimbel's Santa: Now what can I get you for Christmas? 

Buddy: Don't tell him what you want, he's a liar. 

Gimbel's Santa: Let the kid talk. 

Buddy: You disgust me! How can you live with yourself? 

Gimbel's Santa: Just cool it, Zippy. 

Buddy: You sit on a throne of lies. 

Gimbel's Santa: Look, I'm not kiddin'. 

Buddy: You're a fake. 

Gimbel's Santa: I'm a fake? 

Buddy: Yes! 

Gimbel's Santa: How'd you like to be dead, huh? Ho, ho, just kidding. 

Buddy: You stink. 

Gimbel's Santa: I think you're gonna have a good Christmas, all right. 

Buddy: You smell like beef and cheese, you don't smell like Santa. 

Thanksgiving

I know yesterday was actually Thanksgiving day, but if it's alright with you
I would like to share tonight what I'm thankful for. 

I am thankful for:
Family

Friends

Books

Laughter

Food

Work

Church

Dreams 

Music 

Health

I hope you all had a Happy Thanksgiving~

Did You Know (I did not)?

The cranberry is a symbol and a modern diet staple of thanksgiving. Originally called crane berry, it derived its name from its pink blossoms and drooping head, which reminded the Pilgrims of a crane. 

Benjamin Franklin wanted the turkey to be the national bird of the United States. But it was Thomas Jefferson who opposed him. It is believed that Franklin then named the male turkey as 'tom' to spite Jefferson.

Lobster, seal and swans were on the Pilgrims' menu.

Giving Thanks

Gratitude goes beyond the 'mine' and 'thine' and claims the truth that all of life is a pure gift.

Henri J. M. Nouwen: 

As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.  ~John Fitzgerald Kennedy

For flowers that bloom about our feet;
For tender grass, so fresh, so sweet;

For song of bird, and hum of bee;

For all things fair we hear or see,

Father in heaven, we thank Thee!

~Ralph Waldo Emerson

O Lord that lends me life, Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness.

~William Shakespeare

None is more impoverished than the one who has no gratitude.  Gratitude is a currency that we can mint for ourselves, and spend without fear of bankruptcy.  ~Fred De Witt Van Amburgh

Cooking with Dad

One of my favorite memories of Thanksgiving was when I would make

 the stuffing with my Dad. He had a special meat stuffing that he liked to 

make. He would pull out this huge, black, cooking pot, set it on a chair so I 

could actually reach into it (this might have been due to my limited stature:). 

Sausage, celery, onions, bread, eggs, pepper, salt, sage (and ingredients that I am 

forgetting).  Dad and I would put each ingredient into this pot and then would 

start mixing it all together with our hands. I loved that time spent with my Dad; 

it was as if the stuffing tasted better because we had done it together.

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The Origins of America's Thanksgiving

In September 1620, a small ship called the Mayflower left Plymouth, England, carrying 102 passengers  seeking a new home  in the New World. After a treacherous crossing that lasted 66 days, they dropped anchor near the tip of Cape Cod, far north of their intended destination at the mouth of the Hudson River. 

Throughout that first brutal winter, most of the colonists remained on board the ship, where they suffered from exposure, scurvy and outbreaks of contagious disease. Only half of the Mayflower’s original passengers and crew lived to see their first New England spring.

In November 1621, after the Pilgrims’ first corn harvest proved successful, Governor William Bradford organized a celebratory feast . The Plymouth colonists and Wampanoag Indians shared an autumn harvest feast that is acknowledged today as one of the first Thanksgiving celebrations in the colonies.

(Article courtesy of: history.com)

May the Giving of Thanks Begin

One week from today will be Thanksgiving. 

I love Thanksgiving, so for the week leading up to Thanksgiving 

I will be sharing stories, recipes, and memories. 

I hope this year that you, and I will be able to celebrate 

what we are thankful for with the ones we love.

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