Well…. good grief! It has been ages since I have been on here. My life is crazy right now! Managing seven children with busy schedules of their own, a husband, a house, and life in general is just so much! Blogging has not been on my priority. I am so sorry! However, I did want to post our Halloween pictures! After all, Halloween is what we do! It is probably why I haven’t been on here forever! I am going to try to repent and see if I can prioritize some more time to get back on here. With that said, and without further delay, here are the Griffin 2015 Halloween photos in all their Super Hero glory!! If you want tutorials…. not sure that’s going to happen! If you really want to know how one was done, let me know and I’ll see if I can walk you through it!
How about we go out in 2014 with a bang!! Boy, howdy, when my dear husband realizes how I did this project, it just might really be a bang! I told him that I painted a wall in my daughter’s room, just not quite, HOW, I painted said wall! This was done in a super flash yesterday (I NEEDED to be done before Ed got home!) and I haven’t really dared look at it all that much since then. But, this morning, with the sunlight coming through the window, I stood back, took a deep breath, and realized…. IT TURNED OUT TOTALLY AWESOME!!!! I have wanted wood paneled walls on this wall for some time. And with the cheap paneling, surely $40 to $50 is not too bad of a price for that type of project… but I have NO cash for projects right now, and my dear husband has NO time to help me out. I searched and searched for any faux methods out there. I have had this crazy little idea popping in and out of my head for some time now…. I thought surely there was some other individuals out there on the blog world who had thought of this crazy-fool idea! But, to my searching, I can’t find ANYONE red-necked enough to have tried this idea! What can I say, desperation is a great motivator!! Well, enough with the words….My sister told us bloggers to dispense with too many words and get to the meat, so, dear Heidi, let me tell you how I did it….
DISCLAIMER… IF you try this on your walls…. I can not be held liable for ANYTHING…. Just sayin’! Make sure you never want to change them, or at least if you do, you consider re-mudding, paneling, or wallpaper as a cover up option. Are you scared yet? You should be!!
I was too scared during the process to take any pictures… sorry! I started by marking off every six inches top and bottom. I had my two boys help me with the chalk line. We chalked every six inches down the wall. I then took a 4-ft level, and a sharp nail…. yah…scary part. Then I scored the wall down those chalk lines. After a few deep breaths, I finally got comfortable with it. A big mistake was scoring it too much…. you only want to run your nail over it once or twice. Just barely make a line. You can see some places that are darker than others… I got a little carried away with the scoring. After it was all scored, I took a glazing liquid that I have had for years, black in color, and I mixed it with some water. I took a rag and dipped it into the glaze and spread it over the walls… remembering to work in small sections at a time. Let it sit for about three to five minutes, then came back over it with a wet clean rag…I found that I needed to rinse my rag out quite frequently to avoid too much glazing being spread around. I also found that wiping it from side to side, rather than top to bottom worked best to settle it into the grooves. It left the glaze right in those little scored grooves. I intentionally left a small amount of the glazing all over the wall. It seems to give it an antiqued wood paneled look.
I wish the pictures were better, because they really don’t give it justice, but, not to shabby for a red neck!!!
I am sorry for the poor pictures… I am sorry that this post is about two weeks late…. better late than never (which is really becoming the motto at our place lately!) This one is just too good to not post.
Maybe some of you will eat a turkey for Christmas… if so you have to try this out. For years, I have always had leftover turkey. We try sandwiches, and all types of things. Usually the turkey is completely dried out and quite frankly, I sit and wonder how a bird can taste so good on one day and be completely gross the next time around, and the third and fourth time around! That, my friends, is a thing of the past!!! I have my wonderful neighbor to thank for this fantastic idea.
While you are cleaning up your Thanksgiving dinner, and trying to find containers to put all your leftovers in, try this: Dice your turkey into small cubes and put it in the bottom of a large baking dish. We had leftover carrots, so I cut those up into small pieces as well, and layered them over the turkey. Then I took my leftover gravy and poured it over the top of the turkey and the carrots. ( You could really add just about any vegetable that you had in with this.) Then, I took all my leftover potatoes, and scooped them on the top of the gravy… Ah Haa… you see where we are going with this, don’t ya? Shepherds pie idea isn’t it?!?!?! I then put tin foil over the top, threw it into the refrigerator. The next day when we wanted dinner, I took it out, placed it in the oven for a little while, and we totally had another Thanksgiving dinner all in one! It was DELICIOUS!!! In fact, it fed my family of nine TWICE! Once on Friday and then again on Sunday after church!!! Not one person complained! The turkey never once dried out! They lapped it up so fast, I was doing good to get these few pictures!!! I can’t wait to cook another turkey again….. Leftovers will never be the same!
Well… the time has come. I have been sewing and searching the second hand stores for a month or more…. Yesterday was the first day I didn’t have to sew something! My poor machine needs a much needed rest! But here we all are! Another fun year!
You know, many people ask me, and I have to admit, I ask my self…. “WHY!” It is only one night! Why go to all this extreme? Well, this is our 5th year of choosing a family theme. For our family, we do not get the luxury of going on vacation. We do not participate in sports… my oldest just started swimming about a month ago, and that has been it! I can’t even put my kids in music lessons….However, I wanted to do SOMETHING that my kids would be able to look back on and remember throughout their lives! We vote early in the year and we buy a little here and a little there. We do these as cheaply as we possibly can. I told my children that this might be the last year, and my oldest son about had a fit! He insisted that I continue to do it until he leaves for his mission! Since that is only two more Halloweens away, I think I can keep it up for a little longer!
Thanks for reading! I will try my hardest to get some tutorials out if anyone is interested! Thanks for reading and happy Halloween! Only 365 more days until 2015! What are YOU going to be???
My son has been taking early morning Driver’s Ed for the past five weeks. In order to make his busy schedule, we have been eating hot oatmeal every week day. One day, I could take NO more MUSH!! We finally had a morning where someone didn’t need to be somewhere by 6:15 a.m. I decided it was time for something different! I’ve heard of people taking refrigerated biscuits and trying something with cinnamon and sweetened condensed milk. I didn’t have any of that stuff, but I have my biscuit recipe, which I love.
I simply doubled my recipe. I took a muffin tin and put a drop of butter in the bottom of each one. I divided the dough into twenty four dough balls, (a normal batch would only make twelve) then I divided each ball into three more small balls. I took each little ball and dipped it in cinnamon sugar (the other set, I dipped in hot cocoa drink powder mix). Each muffin got three little dough balls. I then put a little bit of butter on the top of each biscuit muffin. I baked them in the oven at 375 for about 17 minutes or so. When they came out, I drizzled sweetened condensed milk all over the top of them…. They did NOT last long at our place!
I had children thanking me right and left….. not only where they happy to not have to eat another bowl of mush, but they absolutely loved this new breakfast twist!
OK! I have been wanting some cinnamon bread since a neighbor of mine brought some over to me a couple of weeks ago. I have to admit, it is a HUGE addiction for me! There’s just something about hot cinnamon bread! Mmmmmm!
Today I wanted to try it out. So I made my simple bread recipe today. I divided my dough up into my five different loaves. I gently flattened (just a little bit) each piece out (as though you were making cinnamon rolls or pizza). I GENEROUSLY covered it with a cinnamon/sugar mixture. I then added a handful of cinnamon chips on top of that–A while back, I found a bag at my local grocery store by the chocolate chips. They were quite pricey, but I only used a handful, and since my children don’t care to eat them as candy, they have actually lasted a while. I can probably get a few more batches out of it!! I then folded, rolled, and shaped my bread loaves. I baked it just as I did my regular bread and it came out HEAVENLY! Spread a little butter on a hot slice of loaf and man o man! Good stuff! I gave a slice to the repair man who came to fix my dishwasher! It was a thumbs up!
Let me know how you like it!
This morning, during scripture study, our reading lead to a discussion on the Savior’s Atonement and what it means to each one of us. In an effort to try to put it in terms my children would understand, I remember hearing a story many years ago that demonstrated this perfectly. As I had heard it again just a few weeks ago, I decided it was time to try to find it. Modern-day search engines are just too easy!!! I had it found within a minute, as there were many internet pages with this story out there.
As the beautiful Easter holiday approaches, may we all take a moment and truly reflect on what our Savior has done for each one of us! I love Him with all of my Heart….. I know that there are many dumb things that I do that He atoned for…. which makes my love for Him even greater. He is my Savior and my Redeemer…. and he LIVES! And, someday I hope to be able to live my life in such a way that I will be able to stand before him with open arms and return to his presence!
Do You Want a Doughnut?
“There was a boy by the name of Steve who was attending Seminary in Utah. In this Seminary, classes are held during school hours. Brother Christianson taught Seminary at this particular school. He had an open-door policy and would take in any student that had been thrown out of another class as long as they would abide by his rules. Steve had been kicked out of his sixth period and no other teacher wanted him, so he went into Brother Christianson’s Seminary class.
Steve was told that he could not be late, so he arrived just seconds before the bell rang and he would sit in the very back of the room. He would also be the first to leave after the class was over.
One day, Brother Christianson asked Steve to stay after class so he could talk with him. After class, Bro. Christianson pulled Steve aside and said, “You think you’re pretty tough, don’t you?”
Steve’s answer was, “Yeah, I do.”
Then Brother Christianson asked, “How many push-ups can you do?”
Steve said, “I do about 200 every night.”
“200? That’s pretty good, Steve,” Brother Christianson said. “Do you think you could do 300?”
Steve replied, “I don’t know… I’ve never done 300 at a time.”
“Do you think you could?” Again asked Brother Christianson.
“Well, I can try,” said Steve.
“Can you do 300 in sets of 10? I need you to do 300 in sets of ten for this to work. Can you do it? I need you to tell me you can do it,” Brother Christianson said. Steve said, “Well… I think I can… yeah, I can do it.”
Brother Christianson said, “Good! I need you to do this on Friday.”
Friday came and Steve got to class early and sat in the front of the room. When class started, Brother Christianson pulled out a big box of donuts. Now these weren’t the normal kinds of donuts, they were the extra fancy BIG kind, with cream centers and frosting swirls. Everyone was pretty excited-it was Friday, the last class of the day, and they were going to get an early start on the weekend.
Bro. Christianson went to the first girl in the first row and asked, “Cynthia, do you want a doughnut?”
Cynthia said, “Yes.”
Bro. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, “Steve, would you do ten push-ups so that Cynthia can have a doughnut?”
Steve said, “Sure,” and jumped down from his desk to do a quick ten. Then Steve again sat in his desk. Bro. Christianson put a doughnut on Cynthia’s desk.
Bro. Christianson then went to Joe, the next person, and asked, “Joe do you want a doughnut?”
Joe said, “Yes.” Bro. Christianson asked, “Steve would you do ten push-ups so Joe can have a donut?” Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a doughnut.
And so it went, down the first aisle, Steve did ten pushups for every person before they got their donut. And down the second aisle, till Bro. Christianson came to Scott.
Scott was captain of the football team and center of the basketball team. He was very popular and never lacking for female companionship. Then Bro. Christianson asked, “Scott do you want a doughnut?”
Scott’s reply was, “Well, can I do my own pushups?”
Bro. Christianson said, “No, Steve has to do them.”
Then Scott said, “Well, I don’t want one then.”
Bro. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, “Steve, would you do ten pushups so Scott can have a doughnut he doesn’t want?”
Steve started to do ten pushups. Scott said, “HEY! I said I didn’t want one!”
Bro. Christianson said, “Look, this is my classroom, my class, my desks, and my donuts. Just leave it on the desk if you don’t want it.” And he put a doughnut on Scott’s desk.
Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow down a little. He just stayed on the floor between sets because it took too much effort to be getting up and down. You could start to see a little perspiration coming out around his brow. Bro. Christianson started down the third row. Now the students were beginning to get a little angry.
Bro. Christianson asked Jenny, “Jenny, do you want a donut?”
Jenny said, “No.”
Then Bro. Christianson asked Steve, “Steve, would you do ten pushups so Jenny can have a doughnut that she doesn’t want?” Steve did ten, Jenny got a doughnut.
By now, the students were beginning to say “No” and there were all these uneaten donuts on the desks. Steve was also having to really put forth a lot of effort to get these pushups done for each doughnut. There began to be a small pool of sweat on the floor beneath his face, his arms and brow were beginning to get red because of the physical effort involved.
Bro. Christianson asked Robert to watch Steve to make sure he did ten pushups in a set because he couldn’t bear to watch all of Steve’s work for all of those uneaten donuts. So Robert began to watch Steve closely. Bro. Christianson started down the fourth row.
During his class, however, some students had wandered in and sat along the heaters along the sides of the room. When Bro. Christianson realized this; he did a quick count and saw 34 students in the room. He started to worry if Steve would be able to make it.
Bro. Christianson went on to the next person and the next and the next. Near the end of that row, Steve was really having a rough time. He was taking a lot more time to complete each set.
Steve asked Bro. Christianson,
“Do I have to make my nose touch on each one?”
Bro. Christianson thought for a moment, “Well, they’re your pushups. You can do them any way that you want.” And Bro. Christianson went on.
A few moments later, Jason came to the room and was about to come in when all the students yelled, “NO! Don’t come in! Stay out!”
Jason didn’t know what was going on. Steve picked up his head and said, “No, let him come.”
Bro. Christianson said, “You realize that if Jason comes in you will have to do ten pushups for him.”
Steve said, “Yes, let him come in.”
Bro. Christianson said, “Okay, I’ll let you get Jason’s out of the way right now. Jason, do you want a doughnut?”
“Steve, will you do ten pushups so that Jason can have a donut?” Steve did ten pushups very slowly and with great effort. Jason, bewildered, was handed a doughnut and sat down.
Bro. Christianson finished the fourth row, then started on those seated on the heaters. Steve’s arms were now shaking with each pushup in a struggle to lift himself against the force of gravity. Sweat was dropping off of his face and, by this time, there was not a dry eye in the room.
The very last two girls in the room were cheerleaders and very popular. Bro. Christianson went to Linda, the second to last, and asked, “Linda, do you want a doughnut?
Linda said, very sadly, “No, thank you.”
Bro. Christianson asked Steve, “Steve, would you do ten pushups so that Linda can have a doughnut she doesn’t want?”
Grunting from the effort, Steve did ten very slow pushups for Linda. Then Bro. Christianson turned to the last girl, Susan. “Susan, do you want a doughnut?”
Susan, with tears flowing down her face, asked, “Bro. Christianson, can I help him?”
Bro. Christianson, with tears of his own, said, “No, he has to do it alone, Steve, would you do ten pushups so Susan can have a donut?”
As Steve very slowly finished his last pushup, with the understanding that he had accomplished all that was required of him, having done 350 pushups, his arms buckled beneath him and he fell to the floor.
Brother Christianson turned to the room and said. “And so it was, that our Savior, Jesus Christ, plead to the Father, “Into thy hands I commend my spirit.” With the understanding that He had done everything that was required of Him, he collapsed on the cross and died. And like some of those in this room, many of us leave the gift on the desk, uneaten.”.
When everyone in the classroom heard what the teacher meant by it and realized everything. Steve smiled on the ground where he laid in his own sweat and began to cry.”