First it I slept in. Got stuck in traffic. Had to really wait for the train to come. Got stuck on the train. Was 30 minutes late for work. Found little "To Do" notes all over my desk, meaning boss knows about being late. Got a desperate call from a friend needing help. Whipped stuff off on the printer that didn't want to print. Had to run to her office building to drop it off on my way to the CORE (the most evil and boring waist of time in the world). Cabbie toodled on his way over there and cost me $5.00 extra on his trip. GRRRR. Got to the CORE and the girls were on lunch. Had to wait over an hour to get three things photo copied. Got back to my desk there was a message and an email saying that I need to call home. There was a death in the family and my cousins 17 year old cousin, on her Mom's side, was was killed in a roll over on her way to school this morning.
i think i need to go home...
You Are a Caramel Crunch Donut
You're a complex creature, and you're guilty of complicating things for fun.
You've been known to sit around pondering the meaning of life...
Or at times, pondering the meaning of your doughnut.
To frost or not to frost? To fill or not to fill? These are your eternal questions.
I whipped these up a while ago for all the lovely bitches that Henry has acquired for Valentines day.
They were really easy to make and so far they are standing up to some heavy use. I just have to get around to making Henry one.
I love the stripes! And the D ring is for your poop bags. You can attach clean ones there for quick use or it is perfect for a water bottle.
Yup my little man needs a new leash.
Well the other week while doing my regular trip to the farmer's market Chris dragged me away from the tomato stand saying," Come quick! I have something to show you."
Here I am thinking this has got to be good, and I wasn't disappointed. He brought me over to a very small booth that was completely covered in everything that you would ever need for your dog or kitty.
There were toys, beds, sofas, dozens of different kinds of chews and even the odd clothing piece. But the reason for Chris' excitement were the homemade puppy cookies that had the ingredient list printed on the packaging. You see I have been tossing around the idea of making my own treats for Henry for a long time but didn't really know were to start. Yes there were loads of websites with treat recipes but I didn't really feel comfortable trying them. So we bought a package of Cheddar and Garlic cookies that I thought I could backward engineer to get the recipe. I also knew that Henry LOVES garlic.
Off I went to the kitchen with our new found motivation and this is what I came up with.
Henry's Puppy Love Cookies
2 cups Whole Wheat Flour
1 cup Oats
1/4 cup Skim Milk powder
1 Cup Finely grated old Cheddar Cheese
1 clove Minced Garlic
1/2 cup Water
1/4 cup Butter
Pre heat oven to 375 degrees
Beat butter and eggs together until frothy
Add Skim Milk Powder, cheese and garlic
In a separate bowl combine flour and oats and make a well
Slowly add egg mixture to flour mixture and blend together, add water to thin if necessary.
When it forms a nice tight ball, divide and roll on a lightly floured board until 1/4 inch thick
With a Small cookie cutter cut out shapes and place on a ungreased cookie sheet and bake for 8 -10 mins pull them out and flip the cookies to bake the other side for an additional 5 mins or until lightly browned.
Cool on a rack and store in an airtight container for up to 3 weeks.
My shaggy baby is usually one of those wonderful little guys that would let his Mom sleep in to at least 7:00 am. But lately he has decided that 5:30 is a great time to bounce off of Mom while I'm sleeping.
It seems like I'm the one that he accociates his mornings with. Mom is the one that will let him out in the morning, give him breakfast and has a quick play before heading out the door to work, where he gets to spend the day with Dad.
Usually I really enjoy this routine. It is a nice quite time to be with my little man and to give him all my love and attention. I guess it is Henry's way of saying," Mom, I need more time with you."
I won't complain (much).
This could become the time that is missing in the day when I can get all those things done before Bear gets up and we have to rush out the door. That load of laundry, the living room picked up, the kitchen cleaned or just some extra cuddle time with my little Henry.
I love it! I'm always one to change the furniture around and see how things would look over there. So why not spruce up the place and change the look of things? Really I'm just trying to justify why I should change too.