Yep, that's right. You can make your own ice cream in a plastic baggy in about 5 minutes. It's cheap, fun, and easy. Ready to try it?!
Place inside a sandwich size ziploc bag:
1/2 cup whole milk
1 tbsp. sugar
1/2 tsp. vanilla
Close it tightly. Insert this bag into a larger Ziploc bag that is filled with ice and 1 tsp. salt. Set your timer for 5 minutes and shake vigorously (share the fun - let the kiddos burn off some of that energy by shaking the baggy!) If your hands get cold, put on some oven mitts. Or if you live in Texas, just step outside for this part. :-)
Grab a spoon and eat the ice cream from the bag!
One bag is a decent serving size... enough for me anyway.
(I first saw this recipe on the Regis and Kathy Lee Live show,
a long, long time ago.)
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Bye Bye Baby
Baby Kitty, that is. We found a loving home for our little orphan kitten. We figure he's about 8 weeks old this week, and is quite the playful feline. He has pounced on, bit, and slashed my poor ankles almost everyday. I have a myriad of scratch marks all over my hands and arms, feet and calves, where he's attacked me with great intensity, sometimes surprising me while I sat at the computer, unsuspecting and unprepared for his vicious assaults.
But right now, while we wait for his new mommy to show up, he is sweetly nursing the fringes of my Americana blanket on the couch. He's oh-so-cute! Then he wakes up.
Bye-bye, you little viper.
Bye-bye, you sweet little kitty.
Clara, the boys, and I will miss you!
What am I to do?
I expect to pass through this world but once. Any good work, therefore, any kindness, or any service I can render to any soul of man or animal, let me do it now. Let me not neglect or defer it, for I shall not pass this way again!
~ an old Quaker saying
Friday, August 03, 2007
Hard to Believe....
....but last week, I was actually in the city of Venice.
Country girl like me, who imagined she would someday marry a farmer and always stay in the state of Missouri her whole life, never dreamed that she would see such faraway fantasy places like Venice... but now, with a sparkle in her eye, she can say that yes, she truly has seen this fantabulous place, and she has the pictures to prove it!
The truly expansive St. Mark's Square, with the Basilica to the left, the bell tower standing majestically in front, and US, (gasp) in the middle of it all.
At one point, the pigeons all stirred and I thought I had been swept away to Hitchcock's world.
Our lovely tour guide walked with us through the maze of streets, marching us over the wooden Accademia Bridge, and on towards St. Marks' Square. On the way, we passed these impressive gondolas. Gondolas, by the way, are very unique vessels. They are not symmetrical, as their left side is larger then the right side by 24 cm. It always navigates inclined to one side. A gondola also has a flat bottom, which allows it to cross depths of as little as a few centimeters. Eight different types of wood are used in its construction and it is composed of 280 pieces. They are always painted black.
Part of our ferry ride to Venice included the chance to purchase substantially discounted tickets for a gondola ride, and not wanting to pass up such a once in a lifetime opportunity, we of course took advantage of it. I never in my wildest dreams imagined myself on a gondola in Venice, swigging champagne from a cup, with my family surrounding me, and the handsome gondolier (though shockingly headless in this photo) navigating us through the canals with such expertise and precision.
Do you think he'll soon forget such a boat ride? I hope not.
To our surprise, UPS is alive and well in the canals of Venice. See for yourself.
The carnival masks were decidedly expensive, and thinking they wouldn't fit well in my Americana decorating scheme, I passed them up and chose to take pictures of them instead. Crazy I suppose, but I was so grateful to be in Venice, to see the amazing sights, to have the gondola ride, that I didn't mind leaving the masks right where they were.
Country girl like me, who imagined she would someday marry a farmer and always stay in the state of Missouri her whole life, never dreamed that she would see such faraway fantasy places like Venice... but now, with a sparkle in her eye, she can say that yes, she truly has seen this fantabulous place, and she has the pictures to prove it!
The truly expansive St. Mark's Square, with the Basilica to the left, the bell tower standing majestically in front, and US, (gasp) in the middle of it all.
At one point, the pigeons all stirred and I thought I had been swept away to Hitchcock's world.
Our lovely tour guide walked with us through the maze of streets, marching us over the wooden Accademia Bridge, and on towards St. Marks' Square. On the way, we passed these impressive gondolas. Gondolas, by the way, are very unique vessels. They are not symmetrical, as their left side is larger then the right side by 24 cm. It always navigates inclined to one side. A gondola also has a flat bottom, which allows it to cross depths of as little as a few centimeters. Eight different types of wood are used in its construction and it is composed of 280 pieces. They are always painted black.
Part of our ferry ride to Venice included the chance to purchase substantially discounted tickets for a gondola ride, and not wanting to pass up such a once in a lifetime opportunity, we of course took advantage of it. I never in my wildest dreams imagined myself on a gondola in Venice, swigging champagne from a cup, with my family surrounding me, and the handsome gondolier (though shockingly headless in this photo) navigating us through the canals with such expertise and precision.
Do you think he'll soon forget such a boat ride? I hope not.
To our surprise, UPS is alive and well in the canals of Venice. See for yourself.
The carnival masks were decidedly expensive, and thinking they wouldn't fit well in my Americana decorating scheme, I passed them up and chose to take pictures of them instead. Crazy I suppose, but I was so grateful to be in Venice, to see the amazing sights, to have the gondola ride, that I didn't mind leaving the masks right where they were.
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