Friday, April 29, 2011

2011 Storm update



We have been away from the computer for a few days due to the above. By way of history, storms moved across our state early Wednesday morning. There were a couple of tornadoes within a 50 mile radius of our home, and it was definitely ominous since more and worse storms were predicted later in the day. Schools closed at 10:30am. Unfortunately, Skip had a flight at noon -- to Dallas, meaning that he would be flying over the storms -- but he was able to take off safely and make his way. We stayed here and hoped that the warnings were not as bad as they appeared.

On that note, if you can indulge me with a brief sidebar here, I think there are a couple of things to keep in mind when considering the number of fatalities and injuries calculated thus far. I tend to be critical of the local news (all formats), but one area where I consistently give praise involves the local weather. While they are all seasoned professionals, there is certainly Mr. Spann, who consistently rises above the rest. He is a local gem who has declined national offers and, instead, continues to broadcast on our local station. It is analogous to having Tim Russert or Tom Brokaw be the nightly anchor at your local affiliate. Locally, we have some fun with his seriousness from time to time ("out of respect for the polygon, I am asking you to get to your safe place"), but there is no question that his warnings are heeded. The bottom line is that he saves lives. Here is what the New York Times has to say about him. Locally, we know there was no escape for those who were in the path of these storms. For non-locals, footage of the crumbled brick structures and the storm path visible from space probably tells everything you need to know. There is no question in my mind that the death count would have been much higher without the expertise and warning of the professionals Wednesday afternoon. No one was cavalier about safety. Schools canceled as soon as possible, and Mr. Spann was reporting before day break Wednesday morning that we would all need emergency plans before the afternoon and evening hours. By late Wednesday afternoon, his recommendation to get to "your place of safety" was elevated to "I am pleading with you to get to your safe place right now."

Back to Wednesday afternoon, Grammie and my niece, Lexy, came by to lend some back up in Skip's absence, and Auntie Melinda joined us later. We watched the live feed of the tornado moving across Cullman, and we saw the debris being carried with the tornado. We watched the live feed of the tornado as it struck Tuscaloosa. Our reliable meteorologist then confirmed that the Tuscaloosa supercell was still on the ground, was at least a half mile wide and was heading toward Birmingham -- our area of Birmingham. We moved to the basement where we enjoyed the comfort of televised weather for about three additional minutes before our power was interrupted. I turned on one of the car radios to continue the broadcast, and we tried to keep the girls distracted. (They were not concerned; they thought it was "free play time" in the basement.) At that point, Mr. Spann was telling us that the supercell would strike City A, City B and even as far as City C (we live in City C). We had our plan which involved moving to the area of our basement that is underneath our front porch (which would be a complete concrete enclosure). We have gone back and forth on where the exact safest point of our home is, and I have voiced some concern about the concrete blocks or even the concrete porch flooring collapsing in the very worst of storms. However, after seeing the funnel cloud in Tuscaloosa, my goal was a complete concrete enclosure.



Luckily, things did not get that bad here. We did not have to drag the girls into the concrete-enclosed, front porch area, although we would have in a heartbeat. We did not have damage. We still have to inspect closely for shingle damage, but there are no obvious signs of damage. We have debris in our yard, mostly insulation from other houses and a few splinters of what appears to be trim. The supercell that destroyed much of Tuscaloosa is visible on the above map. The tornado traveled to Birmingham and affected our neighboring city (Cities A and B). Tuscaloosa certainly bore much of these storms, but so many other areas were devastated as well. Our neighboring cities did not fare well. City A is significantly damaged, and City B sustained damage to two large hotels, an apartment complex, as well as several neighborhoods. One of our pastors at church lost his home to this storm. There is so much loss and devastation across the entire state, as the above storm tracks indicate.

This is the local footage we missed after our power went out.

There will be light posting here for the next few days. We spent today cleaning our basement, going through all of our durable goods to see what could be donated. Next week, we are going to devote some time to continue gathering items and cleaning out closets to collect goods, clothing and shoes that might be of use to those who have lost everything.

In the meantime, we are fine, and we are so thankful. Our electric and phone service have been restored so we are basically back to normal (or what passes for normal for us.

Friday's quote

We are sometimes made aware of a kindness long passed, and realize that there have been times when our friends' thoughts of us were of so pure and lofty a character that they passed over us like the winds of heaven unnoticed when they treated us not as what we were, but as what we aspired to be.

-Henry David Thoreau

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

28 Weeks

Hello, third trimester... so we meet again...

Today marks the start of the third trimester. Also, today I have my sugar test to see if I have gestational diabetes. For some reason, my doctor thought it was a bit early to have the test at the last appointment and recommended scheduling it today instead. So now I am having a diabetes test the Tuesday after Easter*... after indulging on copious amounts of candy, cakes, pie** and Skittles... always Skittles. With the girls' pregnancy I craved ice cream, Dairy Queen Blizzards, to be specific, but this go around I have been consumed with Skittles.*** Despite their delightful fruity flavor, they apparently have no nutritional value whatsoever.****

I am guessing, however, that Skittles have the ability to wreak havoc on blood sugar levels, and a third trimester without the comfort of Skittles is something I am not willing to imagine.

Updated: Totally "passed" the diabetes test.

*The unfortunate timing of the test feels a lot like a set up.
**Before anyone sends concerned e-mail, please know that exaggeration has been employed. Really.
***In fact, my mom and niece, Lexy, watched the girls back in December (the day they went shopping for pajamas). I returned home from errands and found Lexy's purchases on the kitchen counter. One purchase was a conspicuous pack of Skittles that had fallen outside of the bag and were simply there -- in plain sight on my kitchen counter. They were practically discarded. It took every fiber of my being not to tear into my niece's Skittles. Frankly, I am not sure I would have the willpower again.
****A realization that is shocking, because they are so colorful. And tangy!

Monday, April 25, 2011

Eggs



We went to Costco last Wednesday night to pick up several things, including eggs to dye for Easter. Eggs at Costco are sold in increments of 18 eggs or boxes of 7 1/2 dozen. The disparity of those two choices should not have surprised me, being at a big box store and all, but I was a little taken aback. In fact, it tickled my funny bone. Seven dozen? Who buys seven dozen eggs? Since I did not want to boil/dye 90 eggs, we picked up a couple of the 18-egg crates.

Last year we had less than optimal results with a Martha Stewart egg boiling strategy. This year, I utilized the much simpler instructions on this page, and had good results. Our eggs last year were undercooked (please don't laugh; we do not eat hard boiled eggs -- EVER)(actually, I don't mind if you laugh). Predictably, this year I swung the pendulum too far the other way and had a few cracked eggs from overcooking. Even with that negligible damage, the overall result was much better.

The waiting:



The boiling:



The shining! I especially liked the step of glossing the eggs with vegetable oil, taking the look from a matte finish to a nice shiny sheen!



There are no pictures of the actual dye process because we bravely tacked this activity indoors this year. Since my nimble assistants were very, VERY excited, I needed both hands (unencumbered with the camera) to keep various bowls/cups from being spilled.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Easter Sunday

Luke 24:1-12 (New International Version, ©2011)

Luke 24
Jesus Has Risen
1 On the first day of the week, very early in the morning, the women took the spices they had prepared and went to the tomb. 2 They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, 3 but when they entered, they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. 4 While they were wondering about this, suddenly two men in clothes that gleamed like lightning stood beside them. 5 In their fright the women bowed down with their faces to the ground, but the men said to them, “Why do you look for the living among the dead? 6 He is not here; he has risen! Remember how he told you, while he was still with you in Galilee: 7 ‘The Son of Man must be delivered over to the hands of sinners, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.’ ” 8 Then they remembered his words.
9 When they came back from the tomb, they told all these things to the Eleven and to all the others. 10 It was Mary Magdalene, Joanna, Mary the mother of James, and the others with them who told this to the apostles. 11 But they did not believe the women, because their words seemed to them like nonsense. 12 Peter, however, got up and ran to the tomb. Bending over, he saw the strips of linen lying by themselves, and he went away, wondering to himself what had happened.

Friday, April 22, 2011

Easter party update

Yesterday was the big Easter party at school. Unfortunately, it was a rainy morning; fortunately, the kiddies were happy to hunt eggs indoors in the gym.

Here was the set up:



Here are the kiddies in action:



Gracie covered so much of the gym and such a fast clip that she lost many of her eggs. Before the big egg hunts this weekend, we are going to pull out the big guns with a deeper and more activity-resistant (read: no spill) basket:



In the end, she did not care about her final egg count. Many of her eggs she picked up two and three times, but she still had fun:



Lauren was a little lighter on her toes and held on to more eggs. Here is "Air Lauren" in action:



Sitting with friends:



"Lauren, how did you get your eggs to stay in your basket?!"



"I need a new basket..."



Enjoying lunch. Yum-yum-yum!



A visit from the Easter Bunny!



They had a fantastic time and are looking forward to a wonderful Easter weekend!

Happy Easter to all!!!

Friday's quote

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.

John 3:16

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Recipe of the week: Peeps S'mores



In the spirit of Easter, check out the Peeps S'mores from Eclectic Recipes. This is such a great way to recycle all those left over Peeps.

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Week 27: Sleeping Arrangements



The lay out of Gracie and Lauren's bedroom (they share) is the standard twin bed situation, positioned next to each other, with approximately two feet separating the beds. This has worked out well for us. Thankfully, the room is large, and they have enough room to have space of their own. Although yesterday, we heard Lauren exit her bed at 6:00am, and Skip found her curled up in Gracie's bed to snuggle before getting up to start the day. Our rule is that they must stay in the bed (with the exception of going to the restroom) until the sun is up, and they have adhered to that so far.

We have explained a few times about the changes that are planned for "Baby Brover's" arrival. The guest room will be converted, i.e., they will no longer have the entire upstairs to themselves. They have not grasped the ramifications of sharing a bathroom, but we will have lots of time to ease into that situation.

During our regular routine last night, Gracie suddenly interrupted story time, sat up in her bed and said, "We need to move our beds." She explained further, "We need to move them over to make room for Baby Brover." She looked pointedly at the two foot space between their beds, as if there could be no other place more appropriate for their new sibling. Looking at the space, she said, "I need to take care of him." We reminded her that Baby Brover might cry sometimes and that he might sleep in the guest room so that they can sleep uninterrupted. But, I am totally taking her up on her commitment to take care of him when he cries.

Monday, April 18, 2011

Palm Sunday

Yesterday was Palm Sunday, and the children's classes had a brief appearance in "big church" involving the waving of palms and shouting "Hosanna!" Gracie especially loved the latter.


Friday, April 15, 2011

Friday's quote

Never forget that the most powerful force on earth is love.

-Nelson Rockefeller

Overheard



Overheard earlier this week at Target:

Lauren: "Mom, why is that man holding up a '2?'"
Me: "He does not mean it as a '2' in that instance--"

Lauren: "--Well, is it a 'V?'"
Me: "No--"

Lauren: "--Well, what is it then?"
Me: "First things first. That 'man' is John Lennon, the heart and very pulse of the greatest band of... all... time. Never, ever listen to your father on this point; they were the best. Next, he was a major proponent of love and peace. The two fingers -- what we use for the number '2' or as sign language for 'V' -- became known as the peace sign. But back to The Beatles... ... ... ... ... ... ..."

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Recipe of the week: Hello Dolly Bars



My mom's neighbor shared some these scrumptious bars a few months ago, and I had been meaning to try the recipe. I ran across the recipe in this month's Southern Living, and it jogged my memory that I had intended to make these tasty treats.

Ingredients:
2 cups graham cracker crumbs
1/3 cup melted butter
3 Tablespoons sugar
1 cup chopped pecans
1 cup semisweet chocolate morsels
2/3 cups sweetened flaked coconut
1 (14 ounce) can sweetened condensed milk

1) Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Combine first three ingredients in a medium bowl. Press mixture onto bottom of a lightly greased 13x9 inch pan. Bake 8 minutes. Sprinkle pecans, chocolate morsels and coconut over hot crust. Pour condensed milk over top. (Do not stir.)

2) Bake at 350 degrees for 20-25 minutes or until lightly browned and edges are bubbly. Let cool 1 hour on a wire rack. Cut into bars.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

More on Wallace

The literati world abounds with articles about "The Pale King" and its impending release, officially scheduled for 04-15-11. This article address how the author's draft and notes were organized and placed in order, and this article discusses posthumous works.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Pink or blue?



This week marks week 26 of our pregnancy with Lindsey Baby #3. We were sure this baby would be a girl. We had read that couples with two of the same gender, i.e., two girls or two boys, had an 85% likelihood of repeating the pattern. Now, we would be excited regardless, but we were really thinking/feeling girl with Baby Three. Imagine our surprise when the sonogram revealed that Baby #3 is a BOY! Apparently, the likelihood study we read about does not apply to same-sex twins. Or we fall into the 15%. Or it is just plain wrong. Or something.

This was big news to both of our families, but I think probably even more so for Skip's, as he is the last Lindsey male. Sarah and Sumit presented us with the above musical water globe inscribed with the message "Long Live the Lindsey Name!" So thoughtful and perfect, and it currently sits atop our mantle. Every time the girls see it (or hear it, as we wind it often), they say, "That's Baby Brover's!"

Speaking of, Lauren initially voted in favor of a baby sister, whereas Gracie specified a preference for a baby brother. When we told them the sonogram result, Gracie erupted into tears and cried out that she did NOT want a baby brother. Luckily that response only lasted for an afternoon or so, and everyone is on board with the idea for now. We'll see how long the acceptance lasts once he gets his grubby hands on all their princess paraphernalia. It should make for an interesting family dynamic.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Weekend fun

We spent Saturday playing out of doors. Occasionally, we would seek a reprieve from the heat and take a break or have a popsicle. Mostly, we chilled in the cul-de-sac.




Friday, April 8, 2011

Piggle tails

We do not get very adventurous with hair in our home. It took years to persuade the girls to use clips, and we introduced the pony tail last summer. For Gracie, she consents to wearing a pony tail for 30 minutes each week at ballet -- a requirement -- and not a minute more.

This morning Grammy picked up the girls for a visit. Imagine our surprise when they came downstairs wearing "piggle tails," at their request. I wasn't sure how long this hairstyle would last or if I would see it again any time soon so I was sure to get photographic evidence.


Friday's quote

Love inspires, illuminates, designates and leads the way.

-Mary Baker Eddy

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Recipe of the week: Peanut Butter Cookies

Gracie, a true aficionado of peanut butter, loves these cookies; they are one of her favorite treats.

I modified a recipe out of necessity once, and this has become a classic.

Peanut Butter Cookies
(Makes 2 dozen)

Ingredients:
8 tablespoons (1 stick) unsalted butter
3/4 cup smooth peanut butter
1 cup brown sugar
1 large egg
1/2 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
1 cup all-purpose flour
3/4 teaspoon baking soda

1) Heat oven to 350 degrees.

2) In the bowl of an electric mixer, fitted with the paddle attachment, cream butter, peanut butter and sugar together until light and fluffy. Add egg and vanilla, and mix on medium speed until well combined.

3) In a medium mixing bowl, sift flour and baking soda together. Add to the butter mixture, and beat just to combine.

4) Scoop onto baking sheets, placing cookies 3 inches apart. Dip the tines of a fork in warm water, press the dough balls slightly with fork.

5) Bake until golden brown, 18-20 minutes. Transfer to wire rack to cool.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Too tired to enunciate



Tonight, during bed time stories, I was so exhausted that I started channeling Tom Brokow and his lack of enunciation while reading Fancy Nancy's "Every Day is Earth Day".

Ballerinas



This class of hardworking girls has been practicing for the last eight months for a recital in May. We received the costumes, and the parents got a quick preview/dress rehearsal last night. The big stage debut is in a few weeks.

Friday, April 1, 2011

DFW



After David Foster Wallace's tragic death in 2008, I knew there would be a plethora of unfinished, discoverable works, but I did not realize one had been identified, completed and published as "The Pale King".

Here is Michiko Kakutani's NYT review.

Friday's quote

I offer you peace. I offer you love. I offer you friendship. I see your beauty. I hear your need. I feel your feelings... Let us work together for unity and love.

-Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi

Patronage

Back in February when we went to the mountains, Gracie and I had the opportunity to take a stroll -- just the two of us. Skip had flown from Knoxville to who-knows-where; Lauren had displayed the beginnings of a stomach bug, complete with vomiting in the car on the way to drop Skip at the airport; Grammy was taking a nap with Lauren back at our accommodations.

Gracie, who was showing no symptoms whatsoever and, in fact, had energy to burn, was up for a walk through the village. We took off on foot. After a while, we ducked into some type of dough nut shop so that I could satisfy a craving for hot chocolate. Gracie opted for an M&M cookie and a bottle of water. She looked like such a young lady making her selection, and really savored her treat.