Thursday, December 22, 2011

Stylin' T's

For a fun, easy way to support Haitian Families First -- order one of these crisp, white, happenin' T-shirts!  Net profits go to Haitian Families First, and you'll raise awareness for HFF wherever you wear it, not to mention lookin' pretty cool, too!  Hoops for Haiti w/ bball graphic on front, and the HFF logo with hopeful hands is the 3-color graphic on back.

If you live in the Decatur, IL area, just send a quick note to "Sherry Cluver; MFHS; PO Box 738; Maroa, IL 61756" indicating quantity and sizes (youth small through adult XXL) along with your name and phone number (so we can reach you when it's t-shirt pick-up time) and payment ($15 per shirt) made payable to "MFHS Boys' Basketball."  (At the conclusion of all shirt sales, my husband's ball program will write one check to Haitian Families First.)

A Catholic Christmas in Central Illinois

What looks more like Christmas time than a young girl in her Sunday best, covered with an additional wrap of heavenly white (extra bed sheet), her head topped with a golden, tinsel halo, and a pair of poster board angel wings?  Or shepherds (and in 2011, also shepherdesses) with their belted tunics and over sized crooks for corralling their flock?  "Little Gray Donkey" followed by "Silent Night" and other classic selections both sacred and secular.

Anna, Bay, and Jameson sang their hearts out while Hunter, not so much the performer, spectated from the pew with Mom and Dad.  We met back in the parish hall for a festive gathering and nourishment (cookies, sandwiches, hot drinks) put together by the ladies of the Altar and Rosary Society.  Perched upon the cold, metal, folding chairs, sharing time with community members young and old, we couldn't have felt warmer.

Sunday, December 4, 2011

To Light . . .

Mario Batali jarred Tomato Basil pasta sauce -- ingredients:  "Plum Tomatoes, Fresh Red Onions, Fresh Carrots, Extra Virgin Olive Oil, Fresh Basil, Fresh Garlic, Sea Salt."  Period.  Really.  Buy a jar, microwave in casserole dish while 50-50 whole grain penne boils.  Mealtime!  No preservatives, pastes, or artificials.  Um, and I found it at Wal-mart.  Seriously!

Indian and Pakistani snacks at the corner gas station, and three kids (American and Haitian) sampling them (still waitin' for the day that Bay is less timid of "new").

A second self-styled hairdo by oldest daughter -- this time the ENTIRE un-do, wash, condition, and style done on her own.  And she's got some imaginative 'dos -- good for her for so many reasons!

My Dad's humor  .  .  .  Explaining the holiday of Thanksgiving to Jameson a few weeks back, "It's when we give thanks for everything we have and eat all of it in one day."

Salt and pepper popcorn.

Stuffing!  I could live contentedly the whole of Thanksgiving on stuffing alone.

"Caramel Brulee" sprinkles that, upon request, can be strewn atop the whipped cream of any latte (like, um, decaf Cinnamon Dolce).  Love them seasonal sugar crystals!

A 3rd grader who typed an original story on the computer at school today while I worked in my classroom, and she knows what "genre" means  .  .  .  came home and created "illustrations" for her tale, and set up a "writer's binder" organized into sections for "typed" and "not yet typed" stories.

A 6th grader who asked "What color is a basketball?" as she sat down to paint  .  .  .  showing thoughtfulness for coaching daddy.

Feta and spinach pierogies!

The "new" Karate Kid movie -- "Being still and doing nothing are two very different things."

Christmas greens galore, trees, ribbons, stockings, candles, soft sofa blankets -- all in place for the cozy season!

The three youngest enjoying their kids' tree in the living room -- trimming (by all four) and then playing "I spy" over the ornaments.

Humungoid dinner rolls from Covington, Indiana's "The Beef House" -- couriered to us by a traveling friend -- carbo coma!

Hot, spiced cider.

The Muppets Christmas w/ John Denver music CD.

That fresh baklava, after frozen, thaws perfectly -- scrumdillyicious!

Pictures from Bay's teacher from the Veterans' Day assembly  .  .  . My LITTLE Bay  .  .  .