Friday, December 6, 2013

Apple Pie and a Second Thanksgiving Dinner

Apple pie is one of my favorite treats. Luckily Brett likes it too so I was actually able to make a couple this Thanksgiving season. The second time, I needed a helper since we decided to make Thanksgiving food for just the two of us, just to see if we could. Brett worked on the inside while I did the crusts, mainly because he loves the contraption we use to peel the apples. It peels, cores, and slices all at the same time.


I love this Betty Crocker Cookbook. It used to be my grandma's, but when I left for college she gave me this extra one. I use it all the time when I need a refresher classic comfort food, like apple pie.






Brett was proud of all his hard work, and while our oven appears to heat unevenly, leaving that one edge a little more charred than the rest, it tasted wonderful!

As promised, we did have second thanksgiving dinner. We roasted a chicken (from The Pioneer Woman here) with crazy amounts of herbs, made some mashed potatoes, fresh steamed green beans, rolls, gravy, and of course this pie. Growing up I always had Black Cherry KoolAid mixed with Sprite on holidays, so naturally we had that too. Now we have a bunch of KoolAid and Sprite that we can't drink fast enough. Dinner was lovely and it was a wonderful way to end a day full of Christmas shopping. 


Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Thanksgiving in Grace

Just like last year Brett, my sister, and I were able to meet my family at my grandma's house for Thanksgiving. All my extended family was able to make it there so it was nice and crowded, just as Thanksgivings with family should be.

Once again, with Grandma's house too small to keep everyone inside for too long, we made it outside with the shotguns. The older my younger siblings get, the less I think I am such a good shot. I am still all right, but man, they are good too!

This years pictures were a little bit fuzzy, but so many of us participated this year that it is impossible not to include.


Brett dominated, sadly nobody can beat my 19-yr-old sister, but still. Brett got me out in clay pigeon horse a couple times.


My dad has always been great helping the younger cousins and kids learn how to shoot the right way and not be scared. That is the biggest thing I can stress. Sometimes when people hear that I grew up with so many guns around they think my parents are crazy. We were raised to respect and understand how the gun works, what can go wrong, and not to be afraid, but confident in where our abilities and safety skills are. If that means you still need someone to help you load it, there is no shame, or if you are older and experienced you can help others. Whichever side of the scale you are on, it is open communication, honesty, and teamwork.




These are my two sisters that are so amazing. I do not even want to talk about how many times the one in the back won horse. Lets just let it rest with her winning more than anyone else.