Gleanings of Wheat

The kids and I just mixed the batter for a chocolate cake...we didn't have any oil in the house so I substituted butter. I'll let you know how it turns out. After dinner update: Not bad. You really couldn't tell the difference. Just so you know, it is a 1:1 ratio, so if the recipe calls for 2/3c oil that's how much butter you'd need.

I'd like to direct you over to my left side bar - if you're reading this via RSS or on an imported Facebook note, please click over, it's worth it. There you'll find the RSS feed for my church's sermons , always good biblical stuff over there, but in particular I'd like to point you over to our Family Life Seminar 2010 series. Really good stuff. If you want to be challenged, check it out. Oldest to newest in the series w/ a brief description when needed: Portraits of Glory: A Wedding Picture - How marriage can help you see and treasure Christ that you'd otherwise miss as a single Picking Fights: Knowing when to Confront and when to Overlook Respectful Love: The Role of the Husband Nothing More than Feelings: Living by What is Real vs What You Feel - Aimed particularly at women, an examination of how the inner man can effect how we think, feel, & act A Father's Love A look at how being a parent can help you see how the Father relates to us a

So tonight I decided to use some mushrooms up before they went bad, but didn't have an actual recipe or any real inspiration. I added about a table spoon worth of butter to a skillet over medium-high heat, tossed in my pre-cut mushrooms and a few table spoons of white wine and let it cook down until the wine evaporated. Once the mushrooms cooked down I removed them from the skillet, added some more butter & wine, & added my tilapia filets that I previously seasoned with salt, pepper, & minced garlic. The outcome? Fish - nice. Mushrooms - blah.

Or at least, that's what I'm calling it. Back story: My daughter inherited not only my looks (she's practically a mini-me) but also my clumsiness. She's constantly falling and getting hurt - her knees look as though she's been to war - which is a major problem b/c she's going to be a flower girl this September. Scars are kind of discouraged by the bride and bride's mom. Today, J ran straight into the door knob of our back door. Not a huge shock, considering a few weeks ago I sliced my finger open on the front door knob, but ever the wise and watchful parent I look for opportunities to bestow motherly wisdom on my children. After I got her to calm down and she asked to go play I told her to be careful b/c "Miss Nancy is gonna kill you if you fall on your face again." About a month ago she fell, literally, straight on her nose and scraped the crap out of it much to the dismay of BFF's mom, Nancy. So, earlier this evening the best big bro