Going Asian at Wendy’s

Mr Perfect and I were headed to Salt Lake City this last weekend for a Leadership Convention.  We made a pit stop in Beaver on the way up and decided to run into Wendy’s to grab a bite to eat since it was near dinner time.

I was pondering the menu since I am on the “no more sugar, no more white flour, no more happiness candida cleanse” when Mr. Perfect asked me what I thought was on the new Asia GO Sandwich.  Curious as to what new Asian item was on the menu that I overlooked, I quickly scanned the board trying to find what he was looking at.  Then I saw this:

Asiago-Ranch-Chicken-Club-Wendys

 

I’m still laughing over this.  Asiago pronounced ah-see-ah-go, as in CHEESE.   Or Asia Go…. whatever you prefer.  He would have bought it but “I couldn’t pronounce it.”

There are no words.  Keepin’ real over here.

Keeping it Clean for ONE day!

We have been cleaning and doing yard work for a few days.  It’s needed it.  Trust me.  We seem to have ball games or events or distractions that keep us from deep cleaning and doing yard work.  It was in the plans for a while, but with the added incentive of company coming to stay overnight, it kept us pushing onward and upward to do some much needed deep cleaning.

So today Shotgun said, “When is our company coming?” as he was mopping the floor.

“Tomorrow.” I said.

“You mean we have to try and keep the house clean for one whole day?!”

UMMMM….yes, this will be the largest feat in human history!   Keep your fingers crossed for us!  Had I not been craving egg rolls and sushi, the kitchen would have stayed sparkling clean.  Now I still have to deal with some of the aftermath of our Chinese meal night.  But it was good!  I make a killer eggroll.  I think I’d better be blogging that one!

The BC Days and Toilet Paper

So I’m upstairs cleaning today and my cell phone rings.  It is my youngest son who is calling from his ipod.

“Mom?”

“Yeah?”

“Can you bring me some toilet paper?”

 

“WHERE are you??!!”

 

“In your bathroom….”

 

So I had to sit and laugh because not only was I getting a phone call from someone INSIDE my home, but I couldn’t help but think of what happened in the BC days– you know, Before Cellphones.

 

Let me guess, you can see it in your mind’s eye now.  You’re sitting in the bathroom yelling at the top of your lungs for SOMEONE to hear you and rescue you.  You could sit there for a LONG time until you heard some noise in the vicinity.  If that didn’t work, you were looking around for options…..did someone throw a tissue or anything SOFT in the garbage can that could be of use here.

 

Yes, those were the days.  The days before cellphones and ipods.  The days of genius and creativity.  The days when your mom came to your rescue with a roll of toilet paper.

 

Yep….I was that hero today!  I should have worn a cape!

Easter Egg Bust

I can’t write a post about coloring Easter Eggs without writing about the Easter Egg Bust.  This is where it’s at people!!  I mean, what else are you supposed to do with a dozen eggs (each)?!

Since most people outside of my little Santa Clara radius have never heard of an Egg Bust, here’s how it works.

On Easter Morning, we (meaning several families here in Santa Clara, most of which are related) meet on the corner by the church.  You bring your eggs with you. (And your cameras). ;o)

You grab one of your eggs and go find anyone with an egg (which is usually everyone, so you just go walk up to someone to start busting with).  One person holds their egg in their hand and tells the other person if the pointy end or the round end is up.  The other person takes their egg, matching the same end, and taps on that person’s egg.  One of the eggs will crack.  Then you switch.  The one who did the tapping, now holds their opposite end of the egg in their hand.  The other person taps that end with their matching end.  If you break both ends of the egg, you get to keep it.  If each of you bust one end, then you tap unbroken ends until one has both ends broken and the winner gets to keep the egg.

Here’s the short video of how this works.

In some cases, you will have what is intelligently termed as a “one ender.”  Some of the most fierce competitions come from people who have “one ender’s” dueling it out to see who wins.  There have been some years when a “one ender” has won over 20 eggs.

Those people are accused of cheating in some way– feeding the chickens rocks (my cousins have chickens and use their eggs instead of store bought ones), putting shellac on them,  boiling them extra long, etc.  It’s all in good fun.

In the end, you still come home with a LOT of broken eggs.  You will eat egg salad sandwiches, potato salad, and deviled eggs for a week or more.

Here’s a picture of my little cousin’s haul last year.  Those shells on the lid are proof that he ate one of those cracked eggs for breakfast while at the bust. ;o)

And just a tip here, while the red root eggs are a pretty color, the onion shell eggs have good flavor.  Read here if you missed the whole story about coloring Easter Eggs.

One of the best parts of the Easter Egg Bust is that kids of all ages can do this.  As you could see in the video, my teenager was having as much fun as his younger cousin.  The two year olds can bust with their grandmas and grandpas– and in some cases, the GREAT grandma’s and grandpa’s.  (We are long life-d bunch here in Santa Clara.  My Grandma will be 96 in May.)   The video below is of my granddaughter, age 2 and her cousin, age 3.  They’re brand new at this– my granddaughter’s first year of being able to do it– so it’s fun to see them learn and how cute they are with each other.  The video is in two parts because we got stopped part way through the bust to put a shoe on. ;o)

I love watching all ages just having fun with each other.  I also love that some distant cousins that you don’t see as often will show up.  My kids get to meet distant relatives.  But best of all, we keep a dying tradition alive.

Even some of these kids that serve missions for our church and are gone for two years, will boil eggs and teach their companions how to have an Egg Bust.  It’s so much fun!

So if you’ve been wondering what to do with all those eggs you’ve colored, now you know how to have some fun with them!

Old Fashioned Swiss Easter Eggs

Coloring Easter Eggs is one of our family’s favorite traditions and activities.   According to my grandma, they have been coloring eggs this way in Santa Clara for as long as she remembers, so we assume the tradition came over from Switzerland with the pioneers.

It’s a pretty easy and fun way to color.  You want to give yourself plenty of time to do it, though, so you can relax and have fun with it.  Maybe it just takes a while for our family because we all want our own dozen eggs for the Egg Bust (Read about that here.)

So here we go……

The first thing you have to do is gather up all your brown onion shells.  You can get these from the grocery stores if you don’t remember to save yours during the winter months.   You also have to dig up some red root.  Red root looks like an obnoxious weed that you’d dig up.  They grow wild along the ditch banks here in Santa Clara, but since they got rid of our ditches and went to a city water source, we have to track them down in the fields.  Here is what they look like:

And here are the roots

You can see how they are reddish in color.  You have to take the roots and wash them really good with the hose to get all the dirt off.  Then grandma usually takes a rock and smashes them a bit.  I kind of twisted mine to break them apart.  Then you put them in an old pan and put water in them.  These pans we use are grandmas old pans that we have used for years.  They are only used for eggs, so if you have an old pan you want to throw out, save it for Easter eggs. =)  Here is the pan of red roots covered in water.  You need to start them simmering for a while to bring the color out of the roots.

Here is the pan of onion shells.  You’ll need to put quite a few in.  Cover them with water, as well, and start them simmering to get the color out.

You can get your pots ready a day or more ahead of time if you’d like.  Just keep them refrigerated after cooling.  Or you can just simmer them while you are wrapping your eggs.  We pass these pots around to the whole (extended) family.   We all take turns using them and coloring our eggs on different days.

Because we color so many eggs, we have two pots of each going at the same time.

Now to color the eggs:

Before you start coloring eggs, you have to gather up your weeds, flowers, and leaves.  We give all the kids a grocery bag and send them off in search of these items.  Things that color nicely are peach tree leaves, dandelions, the dried shriveled up iris blooms, holly hock leaves, lilacs, carrot fern, etc.  We just wander through up and down our street and pull a few leaves off any trees, bushes or plants we walk by.  We try not to take too many if we are pulling them off neighbors property and we never take flowers from our neighbors.  Weeds make some of the best designs, so if you find an open lot or such, getting weed leaves and tall grasses are good to color with as well.

Here’s our layout of weeds, leaves and flowers:

You can see that we decided to try some strawberry tops this year.  They actually colored nicely.  The foxtails leave a neat imprint and so do those snowball flowers off my uncle’s snowball bush. =)  I like using the really big holly hock and ivy leaves.  Then I can wrap a whole egg in them.  They really color pretty.

With the leaves spread out, we put our eggs in a bowl of water.  The reason we do this is because we found the leaves stick on them a little better if the eggs are wet.

The eggs will dry quickly, so you can just dip your leaves in the water to keep them sticking.  As soon as you get all your leaves, weeds and/or flowers on your egg, you take your spool of thread and start wrapping.  Here are a few tips.  It helps if you have all different colors of thread to help keep track of your eggs somewhat.  When you start to wrap, first tuck the thread under your thumb where you can hold it as  you wrap your egg.   You need to wrap the egg tight, but not so tight that you break the egg.  You’ll get used to the tension amount as you keep doing it.  The last trick is to just let your thread go and fall if you need to.  You can gather it up off the ground when you finish your egg.

When wrapping your egg, you want to wrap your thread around the ends and edges of your leaves and petals so that it will leave the full imprint.  If you don’t, the water seeps underneath them and you can’t see the outline.  Here is a video where my family is wrapping their eggs.  You will notice that once we get them wrapped, we just bite off the end of the string.  Demonstrated beautifully by my hubby. =)  The political discussion is a bonus. ;o)

Here are some pictures to show you more wrapping.  Remember to use the black sharpie to put your initials on them, cuz if you don’t EVERYONE will claim the prettiest eggs as theirs. ;o)  (Not that that has ever happened before at our house.)

Putting initials on.

Here’s a bunch of eggs wrapped and ready to boil.  You can see the ones done with loose thread and only wrapped in one direction.  Most likely, that thread will fall off during the cooking process and they will have a plain egg.  These would be the younger kids’ eggs or my impatient boys who could care less how they look.
Here’s some that are wrapped more correctly.  You can see how the thread goes in all directions, laying the leaves and flowers down to get the pattern.

Now we’ll cook them. You’ll notice in the video how my sister is making a little hole in the pot to put the egg in.  She will move around the pot, creating spots for the eggs.  You may have to add water after a few batches to make sure the water is covering the eggs.  If you do it in between batches and let it cook a little more, then you won’t weaken the color.  Often we notice it as we are putting eggs in and add water.  The dye will be a little lighter on those batches when we do that, but that is okay, too, because it gives you different shades of purple/pink and orange/brown.

Once all the eggs are in, you set your timer for 20-25 minutes.  They need to simmer, not boil.  If the water is boiling, it will crack the eggs, so you just want them to cook on a nice lower temperature.  Make sure you set the timer so that your eggs boil all the way.  If you don’t then you have runny eggs at the egg bust and that is not only gross, but embarrassing.  (Not that we’ve ever done that before, either!) ;o)

When the eggs are all done, gently use a slotted spoon to lift them out.

Get a bowl of cold water and put next to your pan to put them in.

Then you will place the bowl of eggs in your sink.  You will grab the loose threads in the water and gently pull on them as demonstrated in the video below.   Have the garbage or a bag close, as you will throw away all the thread and cooked weeds into the garbage before dumping the water out.

You can see that you only put a few eggs in the bowl at a time or have plenty of water in there  so they don’t hit the other eggs and crack.

At our house, we then take the empty cartons and write everybody’s name on them.  When we get them unwrapped, we look at the initials and put them in that person’s carton.  As I stated before, we like to each have a dozen eggs to use at the egg bust.

The last step is to shine the eggs.  You can get a little square of cloth or some paper towel and rub it in some shortening.  Then you rub the egg to make them shine.  Here is the video below.  And yes, I used real butter.  Not the cheapest way to do things, but it was all we had and no one could run to the store because we were wrapping/cooking/unwrapping.  It’s a process that we love!

I apologize for my lovely nail polish.  Evidently a manicure was not in my plans.  At the end of the video, I show you a few of the designs that the leaves have left.  (And you get to hear some awesome discussion in the background of each video.  I hope you enjoyed that, too.)

And there you have it!  Beautifully colored Swiss Easter Eggs!

I will say that one year I wanted to experiment with other natural dyes.  I tried purple cabbage, tumeric or saffron, and green onion stems.  I remember one year, one family used pecan shells and got a really pretty brown color.  What I found was that it the other dyes didn’t color as well as the red root and yellow onion shells.  The green ones were either too light, or colored similar to the leaves, so it was harder to see imprints.  The cabbage was not dark enough– too pale.  The yellow was also different either too pale or blended again with the leaf colors, so it didn’t imprint well.  If anyone has any other suggestions for natural dyes or what they like to use to color with, I’d love to hear about it!

I hope you all enjoy coloring some Easter Eggs in a different way this year!

Shopping Carts for Home Use

Coming home from Costco the other day, Cinco said,

“Mom, how much are shopping carts?”

“You mean like the ones at the grocery store?”

“Yeah.”

“I have no idea how much they cost, why?”

“I think we need one in our garage so we can load all our groceries into our house.”

I had to laugh, but it really isn’t a bad idea.  Where do you store those buggers, though?

28th Wedding Anniversary

Today is my 28th Wedding Anniversary.  Pretty darn good, I think.  But a little ways to go to reach my Grandparents who celebrated their 75th Wedding Anniversary last October 16.  Then Grandpa suddenly passed away on Oct 30th.  I am so grateful for the heritage of lasting marriages.

Here’s a little glimpse of us over the years.  I have more photos to add, but my computer has not been cooperative the last week.

This is our first dance together– Senior Ball in December of 1980.  I have a whole story about that date I’ll have to post later.

Here is our wedding day.  We look like babies.  We were. =)

And until I get the older ones loaded, here we are in 2004 in Nauvoo.  The last trip we had with my dad before his passing in Feb 2005.

This is at Sam’s wedding in 2006.

This is in Scotland in 2006.

This is in Costa Rica in 2007.

This is a family photo shoot in 2008.

I will post more later.  We are leaving right now to spend the weekend together (with the kids) ;oP  So I will update when I can.

Love you, sweetheart!  We’ve had some really great years together!  And many more to come!

 

Boys, Moms & Graffiti– A Story of Love

Right after our laughing fit about the Juvi Christmas Jammies, my cousin went on to tell me why this comment from Pete was more funny than we thought.  She started telling us about him “tagging” the shed by the middle school while his dad was coaching his brother at football practice.  We were cracking up listening to the story and I told her that she really needed to document this one.  So the other day she did.  It turned out to be much more tender than funny as I read through it.  I asked her for permission to share it on my blog, because this is really what being a “good parent” is all about– taking the bad times with the good and knowing how to teach your children right from wrong, even when it is ripping you up inside.

I know.  I’ve walked through the valley of Hell with a child of  my own.  But these are the moments that we truly teach our children how to step up and take responsibility for their life,  to not blame things on others, and to just do the right thing even though it is hard.

I know you’ll love this story.  Here’s my cousin’s post:

 

Not Our Finest Moment

Sometimes I get a tired of looking at blog’s and seeing all the perfect things that are going on in other people’s lives, perfect trips, perfect parties, perfect Halloween costumes, perfect Christmas, perfect perfect, perfect…. Usually that is how my blog looks, I don’t really want to remember the poop all over my floor from a sick child, or the not so perfect report card, or that my child isn’t the best at sharing. I could go on and on here…  I like the rest of the blog-world sugar coat our lives. It could appear that our family runs very smooth, we do have a few deaths once in a while but other than that, we go from one party to the next sporting event all singing and laughing as we go. Ha! 😉 Well I think it’s time to get real, our lives are NOT like that, we have our struggles along with all the fun stuff.  This day back in September was not our finest moment!Pete will kill me if he knew I put this on here, so if by chance you see him, DO NOT bring this up! He feels super bad about the whole deal but for the sake of our family history it’s gotta be here. So if you are reading this, I trust you not to tell him. :)One morning in September while I was driving the boys to school Pete asked me “Mom what happens if you spray paint on a building?

I said “Well that is Graffiti and you could go to Juvenile Detention or Jail?”
He looks at me with big eyes and says “Really??”
I say “Yes, that is defacing someones property and it is a crime? Why are you asking me this?”
“Well… last night while I was at L’s practice, I found a can of spray paint and put a little bit on the shed behind the Middle School?” He replies.
Thinking it was just a line or a dot or something, I said “Well you have to go to school right now, and I am sure it isn’t a lot, we will have to go over after school and see it.”
Pete got out of the car reluctantly and walked to class.  After school we drove down to the middle school. On the way Pete asked “Mom if I go to “Juvi” (he calls Juvenile Detention, “Juvi.” His Grandma works at the court and he has picked up on few things! ;)) will you bail me out?”
I told him “In this family we will never bail you out of your problem, you have to pay the consequence to your action.”
He looked at me and said with a quiver “Will you come visit me everyday??”I was dying, he was really nervous, and I wasn’t. I didn’t think he would really draw all over a building with spray paint. I was expecting a little dot, or something we could scrub off rather quickly.  When we pulled up this is what I saw….

I about lost it. This wasn’t a little line or just a little bit of spray paint. This was a work of art!! An SC with the Warrior Head and then the word Warriors was started, but then I am sure he got distracted. We had to go into the school and let the Vice Principal know, this part was really hard. Pete was crying so hard, and because he was I started tearing up too. We talked to him for awhile, he let Pete know that the cops at the school had already seen it, and talked about it. He told him if he was older and knew what he was doing he could be in a lot of trouble. At this point Pete was sobbing. I felt so bad for him. We told the VP Pete would clean it up, but he said the custodian had a chemical that would take it off and not to worry. Pete left there feeling relieved, he thought a week of being grounded was a lot better than spending a few nights in Juvenile Detention. It turned out to be a good learning experience for all of us. He now knows if he finds spray paint, let me know and I’ll get him some paper or something to paint on, he won’t be using a building as his canvas anytime soon!

I’m not sure I read the fine print when I decided to become a Mother, I thought it was all about changing their clothes and going to the park. Being a parent is HARD, I learned that this day. I also learned that I can’t bail my kids out of their problems, but I will be right by their side walking through the fire with them. I love my kids so much and hope I can teach them right from wrong even if that mean learning a few things the hard way.

Best Christmas Jammies Story Ever

Like many of you, we have a tradition of opening matching jammies on Christmas Eve.  We try to match the adults and kids as close as possible, but some years it’s harder to do.  This last Christmas, my mom and sister found some cute Christmas stripped pajamas for the little kids.  We thought they looked darling!

This is a picture of  my granddaughters and my sisters three boys.  (It’s really hard to get a picture of them all sitting still.)

Christmas morning, as I came into Grandma F’s house, my cousin was just laughing.  I guess the little boys above came in and her 7 year old son, “Pete”, said,

“Where’ve you guys been?  JUVI?”

[Juvi is short for Juvenile Detention.]

We could not stop laughing.

I hadn’t thought that these cute Christmas Candy Cane pajamas looked like jail attire, but alas, a 7 year old taught me different.

Now many of you may be wondering how a 7 year old knows about Juvenile Detention.  It is because his grandmother works at the Juvenile Court, so he’s familiar with the stories and terms.  Still funny coming from a little guy!

Is this what Santa puts his elves in that are in trouble? ;o)

For more insight into Pete’s knowledge of Juvi, I suggest you read this great story by his mom which I have posted HERE.