Crisp and light, these will make your sweetheart swoon (You will need one 3-inch and one smaller heart cookie cutter for this)
1/2 cup almonds, toasted and ground fine 1 cup whole wheat pastry flour 1/2 tsp. baking powder 1/8 tsp. salt 2 Tbsp. light almond or canola oil 3 Tbsp. brown rice syrup 2 Tbsp. maple syrup 1/2 tsp. vanilla 1/2 tsp. almond extract 1/2 cup natural raspberry jam
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Brush lightly with oil.
Mix together first four ingredients. Stir together the rest of the ingredients except for the jam and then combine with the dry ingredients, stirring until well combined. If this is too sticky, add more flour a little bit at a time.
Roll out cookie dough to approximately 1/8 inch thick or less between sheets of waxed paper. With the 3-inch cookie cutter, cut out hearts and transfer to the baking sheet. With the smaller cutter, cut a small heart out of the middle of half of the cookie shapes.
Bake until cookies are very lightly toasted along the edges, approximately 7 - 12 minutes.
When cool, spread 2 tsp. of jam on a heart cookie, then place another on top of it. This looks nice placed in small scoop of non-dairy ice cream or just by itself.
It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store.
Inside I'm thinking, 'Can't you see I'm on the phone?' Obviously not; no one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible. The invisible Mom.
Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this? Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, 'What time is it?' I'm a satellite guide to answer, 'What number is the Disney Channel?' I'm a car to order, 'Right around 5:30, please.'
I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude - but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. She's going, she's going, she's gone!
One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England . Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself as I looked down at my out-of-style dress; it was the only thing I could find that was clean. My unwashed hair was pulled up in a hair clip and I was afraid I could actually smell peanut butter in it. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, 'I brought you this.' It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe . I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription: 'To Charlotte , with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees.'
In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work:
No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names. These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. They made great sacrifices and expected no credit.
I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction . But it is not a disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride. I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on. The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime, because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.
When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, 'My mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table.' That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself.
I just want him to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, to add, 'You're gonna love it there.'
As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.
Recently, a very serious problem has been brought to my attention. It is a very heinous website called www.puellula.com. This website is a safe haven for pedophiles. The heading on their main page reads, "A Celebration of the Splendor of Little Girls". This website includes links to pictures, or "art" as they call it, of little girls, confessional blogs, a directory of resources for pedophiles (for "both boy lovers and girl lovers, as well as anybody else looking for information about pedophilia and consensual child love"), as well as many other links. This site has a manifesto, stating demands to the government to legalize pedophilia.
The most disturbing, though, is a link to a page title Sugar and Spice that is specifically for little girls who have "fallen in love" with a pedophile. This site is set up to draw in little girls. It looks like any other fun little girly page. It tells girls that it is okay to be "in love" with an adult, and it is okay to have sex with an adult. A quote from the page: "Remember that information helps you to make the choices that are right for YOU. Don’t let other people think for you, YOU know yourself better than anybody else, so YOU should be the one to decide whom to love and how to use your mind and your body." It has a questions and answers section, downloads, and a page to links for more information.
If this information doesn't turn your stomach, hopefully what I'm about to say will. This website claims to be legal. There is even a link on their webpage to report them to authorities. Here is a quote from that page: "Are you outraged by what you have just been reading? Do you think that sites like this should be banned? Do you think that, despite the fact that there is nothing illegal on this site whatsoever, its creators should be locked up? Do you support severely curtailing the constitutionally guaranteed right to freedom of speech and the suspension of civil rights in the execution of draconian laws against law-abiding citizens whose worldview happens to be different than yours? If so, you are in good company! This site has already been reported numerous times to a number of law enforcement organizations including the FBI, the RCMP and Interpol. If you are undeterred by the fact that this site is already well-known within the law enforcement community and that it is in no way illegal, and you still want to do your civic duty and exercise your freedom of speech by denouncing the free speech of another citizen, let us help you. Here we have compiled a list of contacts for a number of law enforcement bodies that you might wish to contact. We have even included a form that will allow you to contact several of these agencies at once!"
People, I need your help. I am asking you to do at least one of a few things:
1) Please forward this on. Maybe with the wide circulation that the internet provides, we can raise awareness, initiate outrage, and get this thing shut down. We fill out and pass on surveys, poems about killing pit bulls, etc. Don't you think this warrants the same kind of attention?
3) Make your local authorities aware of this website.
4) Contact your MP. If we can get other MP's and Premiers in the know, it very well could initiate talk and possibly action by our government.
5) Send this bulletin, or write your own, to your local media. Just as moms have caught the interest of their local authorities, they have also done so with their local news. Several moms have reported back that their news has hopped on board with this and followed up with research and interviews. This way parents without the resources we have with the internet can be made aware of this.
6) If the information that I have provided doesn't affect you to your core, then please go to this site so you can see for yourself what we are dealing with here. I guarantee you will be disgusted as much as I.
Again, I am asking for your help with this. If you have a daughter or son, a little sister or brother, niece or nephew, or even just know a child, then you are affected by this. These people are preying on these children. They say that this disgusting behavior is okay. It is not.
If you've made it this far through this bulletin, then I thank you for your time and attention. Just by reading this, you've helped me take one more step to my mission being accomplished. Please, if nothing else, pass this on.
1½ to 2 pieces of whole grain bread, toasted ⅓ to ½ C. (80 to 120 ml) soymilk 1 T. Tamari 1 - 14 oz. (397 g) Lightlife Gimme Lean Ground Beef Style* ⅔ C. (160 ml) sweet onion, finely chopped 1 t. salt ½ t. garlic powder ¼ t. ground black pepper 1 or 2 pinches cayenne pepper or to taste
Preheat oven to 375°F. (Gas Mark 5). Break toasted bread into small pieces and put into a large mixing bowl. Pour soymilk over and toss with hands to thoroughly wet all bread. Add remaining ingredients to soaked bread and mix with the hands to incorporate all ingredients completely. Pack mixture into a lightly oiled 9-inch x 5-inch (23 x 12.5 cm) metal loaf pan. Cover pan with aluminum foil, shiny side down, and bake at 375°F. (Gas Mark 5) for 30 minutes. Remove foil, and bake another 12 minutes. Cool 5 to 10 minutes and cut into serving slices. Makes 4 to 6 servings.
What do you do when you're looking for someone, and it's starting to look like they don't want to be found??? I'm looking for Janet Miller, who was my best friend in high school. She moved to Vancouver to attend UBC, and then she just disappeared off the face of the earth. I have no clue where to find her! I've done so many searches on the internet for her, put ads in the paper, everything! I'd really like to get in touch with her again, I haven't seen her in so long! If anyone has any information on her whereabouts, please leave a comment! Or email me directly at firstname.lastname@example.orgThanks.
½ cup butter ½ cup shortening 1 cup white sugar 2 cups all-purpose flour ½ teaspoon baking soda salt to taste 1 teaspoon vanilla extract 1 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips
Preheat oven to 350° F (175° C). Cream together the butter, shortening, sugar and vanilla. Sift together the flour, baking soda and salt. Add to sugar mixture and mix well, being careful not to over mix. Drop heaping teaspoonfuls of dough on ungreased cookie sheet and flatten each with the tines of a fork (dip fork into small bowl of water so that dough doesn't stick to fork). Do this once or twice, depending on the size of cookie and fork. Bake for 13 to 15 minutes. After each pan is removed from oven, carefully place 5 or 6 chocolate chips on top of each cookie while they are still hot. When chocolate is glossy and soft, spread with knife.
1½ cups flour ½ tsp salt ¾ cup chopped walnuts or pecans (optional)
Melt shortening and chocolate in top of double boiler over simmering water. Remove from heat, add sugar and rum, mixing well. Add eggs and vanilla, beat until well blended. Stir in flour and salt, fold in chopped nuts. Spread batter evenly in a well-greased 13 x 9 x 2" baking pan. Bake 25 minutes. Cool completely in pan and frost (if desired). Cut into squares.
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