Sunday, January 25, 2009
Vegan Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cookies
I am going to start with:
Oatmeal Chocolate (or carob if you are hard core vegan) Chip Cookies
Ingredients:
1 cup margarine/butter or dairy-free margarine (Earth Balance is good)
1 cup sugar
1 cup brown sugar
4 Tablespoons water
2 Tablespoons flaxseed meal
2 cups white flour
1 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 1/2 cups oats
1 package chocolate chips/carob chips
Directions:
Oven 375
Mix together water and flaxseed, set aside for 3-5 minutes
Mix up margarine, sugars
Stir in flaxseed mixture
add vanilla
Blend
Put in all of the dry ingredients. Add the oats and chips last
Roll into little balls, put on a baking sheet
Bake 8-12 minutes
Enjoy with a glass of soy milk
Thursday, June 12, 2008
My generation has different priorities.
Sitting down to coffee with a college senior is always an adventure. After the sweaty hand shake and the introductions, most quickly warm up after I tell them about my husband, dog & adventure finding parking at their campus. Almost unilaterally soon-to-be grads are really excited about life, their potential and are totally petrified. They are facing the reality of leaving the bubble of higher-ed and all of its amenities (How many of us wish every now and then for that dinning hall downstairs that we bemoaned daily in college?) to face rent, loan payoff & the career ladder climb at which most are reaching for the very bottom rung.
It is amazing how quickly sharing some of the statistics of the national achievement gap can change the direction of the conversation. When I tell my “prospects” that 50% of students going to low-income schools won’t graduate from high school and those that do are reading on a 8th grade reading level upon entering college, eyes pop, and jaws drop. They are shocked that they were the lucky ones to be born in the right zip-code to be afforded the opportunity to not only graduate from high school, but to go on and be successful at a prestigious four-year institution.
That is when you see my generation. The generation that won’t stand for this kind of injustice. I have seen a student with a 3.9 cumulative GPAs, holding an offer from a prominent consulting firm lay that aside for the children of our country. And he was not the exception.
With affluence & recognition within sight, the young leaders of our country are being called to something different; they are taking a radical stand for justice and equity in our country. They believe in the ideals that our nation touts, equal opportunity for all. And they are willing to make the opportunity a reality.
This year alone, I saw over 60 top college graduates turn down or defer offers from the government, graduate schools and high-paying job opportunities. They did so to fight for what they and I believe is vital to the elimination of poverty in our country, American children's access to an excellent education.
The next two posts
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
One Day of the Iraq War= 84 New Elementary Schools
So anywho, I saw this incredible horrible poster display and decided that I would take time to reflect on each poster that I saw, to somehow gain the collective conscience of this tragedy. What would 84 elementary schools do... well since I work with schools and teachers I know that true experience of having a new school. It raises the moral of the teachers, students & parents. It is a home to 200-500 children during the day and can literally be a safe haven, a place to raise up future leaders and a place to open minds. One of the things that I think about often is that bumper sticker that says "Won't it be a great day when the Pentagon has to hold bake sales to raise money and schools no longer have to?"
The injustice of the federal budget is beyond my comprehension. I just wonder what I can do about it. Is it enough to vote for "change" this upcoming election, or is something more drastic needed? I have protested at the Pentagon & on the green in D.C., but I am not convinced that this was enough. I know I will be added this to my prayers and maybe that is the most powerful thing I can do.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Easter and my attitude during familiy gatherings
Today was Easter and almost the whole family was here to eat and hunt eggs and dye eggs and play euchre and pet Sam. No wonder he is luxuriating on the couch, he has been in paradise all day. Why do we do family gatherings? They seem so stressful to everyone involved. I am happy to see these folks that I love, but when they all get together, I get stressed. It isn't fair to Jon or to my guests. It is this insane obsession I have with 100% unity, which I am not sure can be obtained when you bring two pretty different families together. Throw in the mix a sensitive person or two, an exhausted one, a dominant mama or two, and two or three men who all they want to do is please the women and keep the peace. When do we get past these underlying issues? I am not sure this is the way it is suppose to be, but I guess it might be this way when mixing any group of people.
I also have to have everything perfect when our families are here. I want every detail attended to and every person with a smile constantly. This just isn't fair to me or my guests. What is this a result of? On holidays, I want to be like Sam. Totally relaxed, enjoying the TRUE MEANING of the holiday- that the battle of my salvation has been won. I want to be belly up in the lap of a loved one not concerned with what others are thinking. I think it could happen, I am going to work towards this.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
SNR - Saturday Night Reflect
Today I confessed to my husband and now I will confess to the world, aka, the 2 people that read this blog, that I am really struggling with a temptation to turn from God and lean into personal success, fashion, and beauty instead of pushing hard into God. I just want the world all of a sudden. Gross, right? I am a glutton for stuff. I want an unending bank account, a size 6 body and a blemish-free, shimmering complexion. I want cute purses, high-heeled shoes and a car that turns heads. I want a horse farm with lots of room for my dog to run. And I want horses, and kids, and things for the kids, and cute clothes and I want I want I want I WANT!
Jon & I would say this is my id screaming out for attention. It is. It is my immature, media brain-washed, Americanized, stuff-saturated id making me sound gross. This really isn't what I want. I actually want all of the above and unlimited access to Starbuck (- the fat and calories and just the deep coffee flavors washing over me) BUT NO! I don't want these things. I want world peace, I want our resources to be shared more justly, I want educational equity, I want justice & the human rights of every person to be honored. I want to start schools in Africa. I want to find homes for homeless animals, I want to be green. I want to turn the tide. This is my super-ego talking. What is the truth? Is is somewhere in between?
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Why whine little dog?
Right now, he is in the back-yard barking. He is probably making the neighbors mad and waking up the new baby next year. But I am so frustrated that I just need some space from that whinny little guy.
How can I get him to stop whining? I have tried, tried, tried with treats, toys and all sorts of other tricks, and unless I want my dog to hit 100 pounds, I can't keep shoving treats into his mouth. I have got to get him to stop. He is driving me insane!!!!!!!
Monday, March 10, 2008
Planning
If you plan to be generous on a budget level, the time and money will be there.
--Jon
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
I did it!
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
excercise discipline
I think I should bury my computer, or send it to work with my husband, but THEN WHAT WOULD I DO ALL DAY? I guess I could go shopping- but I don't really need anything- and I just taught a small group lesson on curbing our consumerism. I could read. Except the truth is (and don't tell my former students) it has to be a REALLY good book, or I have to be in a phase to read. I want to get back into that phase, but sometimes I need someone to tell me that I have to read something, then I do, and I generally enjoy it. Why don't you blog readers tell me what to read. Command me into obedience!
See what I mean, I am so dependent on assignments, responsibilities and other people to tell me what to do. Maybe I need a personal trainer. That would be expensive and I can motivate hundred of people to do stuff, but I can't motivate myself. I tried giving myself stickers for when I met points for weight w*tchers, take my multi-vitamin, exercise, and work less than 9 hours a day. .
That worked for 3 days. I am still waiting for this great desire to rise up from the depths of my inner-child screaming - YOU MUST EXERCISE! or maybe I will have a new found love for the elliptical machine. I mean it does feel like you are flying, right? I wouldn't mind picking up some running again, but it is so cold here! It is days like this that I miss 100% humidity. RGV... why did I leave you my hot home? I didn't really like running there either. I always got a headache. At least when I don't work out, I don't usually get a headache.
I need the inner-discipline of some great leaders-
I found this on another BLOG- maybe it will help:
The FIVE PILLARS OF SELF DISCIPLINE:
A- Acceptance
W- Will power
H- Hard Work
I- Industry
P- Persistence
I am working on A- do I really believe that I MUST be healthy? I am not sure I believe that. I got weighed today. I am over-weight. There I said it! Will I gain self-discipline here? I need will power, THAT IS MISSING! What does Industry mean?
Monday, March 03, 2008
Tomorrow I get to cast a vote in a historic primary
1) positive attitude throughout the campaign (even if he has someone else doing his dirty work)
2) his stand on eduction- incentive-based paid for individual teachers based on progress made with students, promotes school-choice, wants to revamp NCLB. more money for failing schools, wants to revamp administration. Believes schools need new leadership
3) he has a higher standard for the environment by a negligible amount
4) for reasons unbeknown to me, even though I am trying to did them out, I just don't like Hillary. Isn't that incredible mean? I love the fact that women can rise to such potential, but I am wondering is it that I truly don't like her, or do I not like her because my culture has brainwashed me to believe that women in power are mean "bit*&y" (excuse my language) or uptight. If a woman doesn't fit the 50's housewife model I think she gets judged by the larger society. I think there is still a long way for the women's movement to go... we must get past the perceptions that women must offer sex, be mean, or stay at home bearing children. There are so many other beautiful and wonderful things that women do that aren't celebrated by the media, the general public or even by the individual herself.
So I am not voting for the woman. I don't think. Go figure.
So yeah
I didn't know you felt this way. If my music is annoying, it's only because I play the same thing over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again, only to delete it and start over. I'll try to cut back on that. Thanks
-- Jon
Vacation in my backyard
Sunday, March 02, 2008
My husband the musician
I bought Jon a recording system for Christmas, and he said it was better than getting a new car. I have never been so pleased to give a gift, but every know and then I question my thinking... he has every instrument at his disposal, every rhythm and it is hard for a day to pass that he isn't excited for new developments in his music.
He is dancing to his own music right now.
Now thanks to the internet, he has access to distribute his music to millions of people. His lifelong dream of a rockstar may still come to fruition. He is doing the butterfly to gospel music. Did I mention we ate raw turkey for dinner and our both having waves of nausea? This has not prevented his recording or his enthrallment with his new found ability to record his piano with his "cheapo" microphone.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Paper Dynamite in 9 pt. font
Why are we sitting on dynamite that can create peace? Why aren't we igniting it? Why am I not igniting it? How can I? Why do I just look at the book like it is just words. It isn't just words, that is the craziest thing. It is THE WORD. Which is such a totally deep concept, and way too religious for me to really enjoy, but I am trying to understand it. THE WORD means it is everything and is everyone and something way beyond comprehension. But some of it is so incredibly dry. boring. lists of names of Kings and Judges and sinners. But I am told it is my book. My story. Your story. Our story. I want to know how this works. How does this transformation occur? How can it become my story?






