I drive to work everyday. Sometimes I listen to music CD, sometimes I listen to my scriptures and sometimes I just do a lot of thinking.
Today I was one of those thinking days. I was doing some comparisons –
We were bottle fed when we were babies, then we progress to drinking out of a glass. Then we are at work and the rule of thumb is no open drinks at the desk, so we go back to bottle with squirt top to drink out. Have we really adapted to adulthood when we seem to be progressing backwards?
My next thought was our mothers had to blend our food so we could eat, they called it baby food. So are we not much different now then we were before. We now blend fruit and vegetables and seeds/or fruit together along with protein powder Then few of us are excited about the everyone is calling Smoothies – isn’t that really glorified baby food in an adult, grown up world. Just something to think about. What is your take on this?
17 Miracles Movie is about Pioneers who crossed the plains who sacrifice their lives
We get to sacrifice our time for others. Which would you have chosen?
My other thoughts today as I was pondering my scriptures. Is all Moses said was look and you would be saved. How many people in this world will not listen to the truth. You can lead someone to the water but you can’t make then drink it. All they have to do is pray and ask if something is right, but they just won’t pray to know the truth.
I belong to Cee Photography group where we are given questions from week to week and show up usually on Monday. Most Monday’s I am work and by the time I get home I forget about my commitment and then remember on Wednesday. Recently she asked us what picture we had on our monitors. I visited another person and it didn’t dawn on me to post something. So I started looking at trees, mountain, stream, creek, rocks and suddenly a flood of emotion came up as I miss going to these places I once visited in my life time… mainly Pennsylvania.
One year we went to visit relative in Lancaster, instead of taking the turnpike we took Route 30, it was so beautiful the next turn was so amazing the scenery would put you on a natural high. I remember passing Buchanan National Park, the trees were just gorgeous.
I love seeing houses like this. Colonial style, you go to one town and drive into the next town and not even know it. The country side you might run into the an Amish carriage or the Mennonites. My aunt use to tell me you could tell if they had pole in the front some would have phones out side, others would not have electricity. We visited a farm once and they had lots of kerosene lanterns hanging from the ceilings.
How simply they live and they grow their own food and at times you would see them at farmer’s market. I love seeing the old farm stone houses or a barn or two with stone basement. Just does something to me. So breath taking and the roads wind around the next bend not knowing what you will see next
Quite the adventure, and how I would love to return there soon.
Friday is pizza night at our house. I usually get the dough out from the freezer and set it out till I leave for work in the morning.. Then it goes back into the refrigerator. When hubby comes home he pulls it out until I come home.
I rolled out my dough on the counter with flour underneath it, I rolled it till it was about 16 inch to fit on my round pizza pan.. Then instead of spraying my pan, I decided to try putting flour on instead. Then layed out my dough so I could dress it. My husband likes anchovies fillets and I like to keep his side separate from mine as I don’t care for them at all. Last week one got on my side and it was yuck. After my dough is on the pan, I spray it with olive oil on the dough, sprinkle some Italian Seasonings on top. then I laid out hubby pepperoni.on his side of the pizza.
So tonight I tried something different. I cut very thin rings of onions and sauteed them in olive oil in a black cast iron pan to they were soft, lightly browned, continuing to turn them over so they would not burn on one side. Then I added some sliced button mushrooms and sauteed them and added some garlic and stirred a few more minutes and divided them between the pizzas.
This is my side of the pizza –, his pizza is lined with pepperoni all the ways around so I could keep his toppings inside of that therefore and hopefully I would not run into one his anchovy fillets.
then we cook our pizza for 8 minutes with out the cheese on it in a 425 degree oven in the middle shelf. When it comes out we cover it first with mozzarella cheese that we shred ourselves. I like to use a salad shooter as it is less work.
Then I like to sprinkle on the parmesan cheese. Everytime I use this I think about my mom. She told me when she was little girl her father would take her and her sister down to see his mother, she was 100% Italian Grandmother. Her father would buy piece of parmesan cheese to take and give to his mother. Since that time she told me, I quit using the process parmesan cheese and like to buy the real cheese myself.
By the way if you ever visit Wisconsin they are known for their cheese. So now when I go up there I usually get two chucks parmesan cheese and it will last me all year long. as you can see I didn’t cover the edges where the pepperoni was as I wanted to know how to cut this when it coves out of the oven.. Then after putting the two cheeses on , I put it back in for 7-8 minutes to melt the cheese over the pizza. Don’t forget to spriggle Italian Seasonings mixture over this. You can buy it already made at Dollar Tree or grocery store will carry this as well. Or buy it from natural food store. Come to think of it I did buy mine from Austin Parker a natural food store where one can buy it by the ounce. .Then I poured it into the container I had at home. This is my finished product.
Boy did we have an unusual experience this afternoon. I was inside when my husband asked me to come outside. There was this terrific sound and I was not sure what he was going to show me. All of sudden out of nowhere across our trees it flew over, you could hear the noise of his engine really really loud. The trees stand next to our driveway. He was flying so low that he looked like he was going down our country road that is in front of our house. . Boy did I want a picture of that. I ran back into the house to get my camera on my phone. But he didn’t come that close again. I could hear the sound of his engine it was almost fearful. He traveled back and forth then going down into the corn crop across the street from where we lived.
Then he started making bigger circles that he went further out and he crossed over our yard out further and then he circle around drop really close to the ground. You see he was spraying the corn with something. It was a one man plane. The plane was painted a bright yellow color so you could not miss it.. So you could see it and hear it very plainly.
It was something else. the big excitement for us for the day. Hope I explained it well enough that you could imagine yourself here today.