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Showing posts from August, 2014

Two Weeks? Here, Have Some Cookies

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Um... two weeks since I last posted? I knew I'd been gone a bit, but two weeks ? I've been busy with school preparations, but did make time to try new recipes from Pinterest . Here's the latest of my success stories! Oatmeal-Fudge Cookies (yes, I said fudge! ) These are bar cookies, so get out your 9x13 pan and heat up the oven to 350°F. Cookie : 1 cup butter 2 cups brown sugar 2 eggs 1/3 cup milk 2 t. vanilla 2 1/2 cups flour 1 t. baking soda 1 t. salt 3 cups old-fashioned oatmeal Cream butter and sugar. Add eggs, milk and vanilla. In separate bowl, mix flour, soda and salt. Add flour mixture to batter and mix until just incorporated. Fold in oats. Batter will be thick. Put 1/3 dough into fridge/freezer to cool until very firm. Fudge : 1 can condensed milk 1/3 cup butter 1 t. vanilla 2 cups chocolate chips Heat in saucepan until melted. Assembly: Spread 2/3 of your cookie dough into the 9x13 pan. Spread your chocolate fudge mixture over dou

On the Desk

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The cheap watercolors are brilliantly pigmented, but opaque. It's fun to experiment!  It's almost time for school to start again, both for me and for Kiff! I have a whole new format for my classes - I'm finally teaching ONLINE instead of just offline (think correspondence course). Anyway, it involves setting up "shells" and transferring files and formatting and creating all new exams. In addition to that, I'm working on a couple of other projects and visiting with friends from out of the country (Japan!) and getting ready for my mom to visit next week. I'm tiiiiiiired! A display showing the steps in making a manuscript One bonus of visiting with friends is getting another opportunity to visit the Getty museum in LA. This time they had some illuminated manuscripts available to see. No Hoefnagels, but that just means there is always something new each time I go...

And Now For Something Completely Different!

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I started a blog called The Working Mormon Mom . Why? Because I keep hearing about Mormon Mommy bloggers and their great stay-at-home lives. There are no blogs out there for us who work (and still have Temple Recommends). I decided to fix that. And it will be a place I can share my love of the Gospel and talk about how it has shaped my choices and my life. This blog will continue and be full of art. The other one will be work, home and life. Come join me if that's your wont!

Art to Steal From - Quilled Heart

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My attempt at quilling. I found a picture online of a scrolled heart made of pink, cream and lilac papers, quilled in a way I'd never seen before - huge, fat scrolls and little tight coils. What a combo! I've never tried quilling and decided to take the plunge. It's harder than it looks. Hats off to all you quillers! Of course, I can't find the original inspiration picture now, but the one below is very close to it (just imagine it in the cream, pink and lilac and you'll see why I swooned) and I'm pretty sure it's from the same person. If not, the one below is from Sena Runa and you can find her work on Etsy . :) The inspiration - sort of

Noise

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In CS Lewis' The Screwtape Letters there is a quote that I'd like to talk about: Music and silence - how I detest them both!  How thankful we should be that ever since our Father entered Hell ...  no square inch of infernal space and no moment of infernal time  has been surrendered to either of those abominable forces,  but all has been occupied by Noise -   Noise! the grand dynamism, the audible expression of all  that is exultant, ruthless, and virile -  Noise! which alone defends us from silly qualms, despairing scruples,  and impossible desires.  We will make the whole universe a noise in the end ...  The melodies and silences of Heaven will be shouted down in the end. I am embattled by noise and have been my entire life. The noise of everyday sinks into my very skin and I stink of it. It worms its way into my mind and shouts so loud I cannot sleep. Even now, it's nearly midnight and my psyche is so wound up that sleep will only come