My momma always knew when I was telling a lie. She wouldn’t tell me how until I was married. Turns out my lips turn up too!
What about you? Do you have a poker face or does your guilt shine bright like Denver’s?
Eating Gluten Free
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When I found out I had to eat gluten-free I didn’t know how I would cope or even what I could eat.
As I started searching gluten-free on the internet I found so many people willing to share their stories along with recipes. I want to share them with you too.
Resources:
Gluten-free Girl by Shauna James Ahern –read this you’ll feel much better. You’ll soon find out you’ve been given a choice to moan and groan or to enjoy the adventure of learning a new way to eat. And yes the food is good. Her book is more about living gluten-free than recipes, though there are some in here. She’s writing a cookbook that should be out soon. I’ll be getting it since the recipes on her blog are delicious.
The Gluten-Free Almond Flour cookbook by Elana Amsterdam-everything is yummy in this book.
Artisanal Gluten-Free Cooking by Kelli Bronksi and Peter Bronski
Real food, good food and easy to make. They use their own flour blend which they tell you how to make.
Communities:
Glutenfreefaces.com
A good community to find answers about where and what to eat , recipes
Products I like:
Against the Grain baguettes and bagels oh my are they good!
Rudi’s Bread
Udi’s bread, pizza crusts and muffins
Cookbooks:
Cooking for Isaiah
The Gluten-Free Gourmet Bakes Bread
The Gluten-Free Almond Flour Cookbook
*The Pioneer Women Cookbook: Recipes from an accidental Country girl (not gluten-free but many recipes can be adapted.)
Blogs:
Gluten-free girl and the chef
Gluten-Free Goddess Recipes with a side of life
The Gluten-Free Homemaker
Lillian’s Test Kitchen (she makes a recipe on video for the first time)
Coupons:
Gluten Freely Frugal
B is for Bunless Burger!
Eating in burger in a gluten-filled world is often risky. You can’t see what is happening in the restaurant kitchen and you have to put your trust in a waitress. You pray she’ll convey the need for changing gloves, cleaning the grill and keeping all bread items away from your meal.
A few years ago 5 Guys Burgers and Fries opened close to my home. I am in burger heaven.
The kitchen is visible, the cashier yells, “Change gloves! Gluten allergy!”
It’s true, I have to eat my burger with a fork an knife, but I don’t mind. That means I have extra weight watcher points for those fries!
Have you ever been to a Lost and Found concert? Last December they performed a Christmas concert that I can say I’ve never seen one like it before. One of their catch phrases is the word .And. They like it because a person isn’t just one thing. Think about it they’re right. I’m a wife AND a writer AND quilter AND mom AND gluten free AND….the list goes on and on. AND yes I bought the t-shirt.
The band is made of of two people, and I think what they can carry. They’ve even ridden bikes across country! “We left from Niagara Falls, Ontario in September 1986 and returned there in August of 1987. During the trip we rode basically from New York to St. Louis to Miami to San Diego to Seattle and back to New York. It took us 340 days and we played 270 concerts at schools, churches, camps, or any place that would have us. We stayed with families 300 nights and in hotels the other 30. One thing about us: we do not camp. (It’s just our nature.) We made the trip without ever missing a concert date and without any support vehicle following us or leading us. We supported ourselves through the sale of our first record (vinyl only at the time). Lots of days we would bungee-cord the records to our bikes and bring them along to the gigs to offer for sale. It was an incredible experience to say the least. If you’re interested in the whole story (with illustrations), you can find us retelling the highpoints of our journey in true comic style on the special DVD included in our boxed set, “LOST AND FOUND: The Early Years.” What to hear them? AND yes I am running late with my letter A.
I could see these tall stacks from my house where I grew up. One day I noticed there was smoke coming from them and being the natural born worrier that I am, I ran to my father in a panic.
He followed me outside, picked me up and said that’s where our heat is made. As long as you see smoke coming out of there you’ll know we’ll have heat in our house.
Did I mention I was a natural born worrier? My father’s assurance didn’t ease my concerns at all. All winter I’d ride the bus to school and I check to see if there was smoke. Then I’d relax knowing my mom and little brother would be warm. On the way home from school I’d check it again.
It’s the Labadie Power Plant in Labadie, Missouri if any of you old friends are trying to figure it out.
It wasn’t until I was much older did I realize its function and that if you don’t pay the electric bill it doesn’t matter if there is smoke or not. There won’t be any heat in your house.
Ever worry about having heat when you were a child?
Playing with Patty Wysong again, check out the new blog challenge.
I’ve caught a bug. The bug going around caught up with me.
Which is why I am regretting having a sandwich at lunch.
A sandwich I had saved enough WW points to eat! (Gluten free bread takes up more points.)
So as I try to keep my head from listing to the side long enough to post this, I’m wondering.
Why is a virus called a bug anyway? What did the bug population do to us humans to deserve that?
Now I’m not found of bugs except for lightening bugs and lady bugs, so I’m not concerned that the world will end (even though it is 2012) because the word virus is attached to bug.
Still here reading this? If you know the answer please enlighten me. I’m sure I could google and discover the reason, but I need to lie down and watch the ceiling swirl overhead.
It is January and it’s a time of cleaning out and re-doing.
So I had this brilliant idea of re-doing my blog.
Today I feel less than brilliant. I’ve lost luster, I don’t even have a glimmer of a shine.
It’s a rare beautiful day where I live. I can see it from my window. I’m hoping I can get my
blog fixed before the sun sets.
Be patient, re-doing is time consuming and painful some times.
Have you started a project this month that isn’t going the way you thought it would? Please share.
Thank you, Patty Wysong for the challenge. I survived.
See other author videos at www.pattywysong.com
Yes! It is easier than I thought it would be.
Except I can’t seem to post photos from here.
still thinking what to say on the vlog post next week.
It’s almost a new year! And I am going to be super-productive…or at least very good at playing words with friends, angry birds, and bookworm. My wonderful husband knows how much I LOVE technology and he gave me an iPad2 for Christmas.
I’m wondering if he realized if I had this I would leave him alone during every single football game?
So this is a post about making memories, almost forgot that! Me and my iPad are going places this year. Might just be to the front porch I don’t know but I can see us swinging on the porch swing and creating all kinds of worlds.
This is the last post for the Jolly Daze Meme. This morning after reading an email from Patty, I realized how easy these are to do. Next week is not going to be easy! I’m doing a vlog post. Yep, trying the video thing again. Am I freaking out? Yes! Who does a video blog the week after Christmas goodies?
So if you think you’re eyes can take it come back next week to see how this turns out.
for more jolly Daze 4u & me click here.
Where the Wildflowers Bloom is what I call a couch, blanket and a cup of cocoa book. From the first page you want to snuggle under a quilt and read all day–even better if it is a rainy day.
Faith Lindberg dreams of the day Royal Baxter returns, and if he doesn’t come home soon she’s leaving Nobel Springs, Missouri. She’s taking her grandfather and heading west to Oregon–far from the painful memories of family that were killed in the war, or died of disease.
Shorey adds details to the setting in such a way you feel that you are in the Lindberg Mercantile while she dusts the merchandise, and when she walks home at night you can see it. That’s it! This book felt like I was watching a moving take place rather than reading it.
Back Cover:
The Civil War stole a father and brother from Faith Lindberg–as well a Royal Baxter, the man she wanted to marry. With only her grandfather left, she dreams of leaving Noble Springs, Missouri, and traveling west to Oregon to start a new life, away form the memories that haunt her.But first she must convince her grandfather to sell the family’s mercantile and leave a town their family has called home for generations.
when Royal Baxter suddenly returns, Faith allows herself to hope that she and royal will finally wed. but does he truly love her? Or will another man claim her heart?
I’d love to post a photo of the cover, but I’m still without my computer. Instead I’ll leave you a link of where to preorder this charming book.
Where Wildflowers Bloom get it here!
posted by Diana Lesire Brandmeyer
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