I have a slight addiction… it revolves around cookbooks, food magazines, and Pinterest…
My name is Emily and I’m a collector of future favorite recipes.
Okay so it doesn’t sound all that terrible when you say it out loud, but the leaning tower of recipe cards, ripped out magazine pages, and printed emails on my kitchen counter proves otherwise (can anyone relate?). And that’s not even the worst part! The real tragedy lies in the fact that most of my carefully selected recipes never escape the stack. They are cast aside to remain future favorite recipes forever.
Until now, that is… About a month ago I set a goal to whip up every single one of those dishes. Success stories get added to my book of favorites. Failures find their way to the trash. And my kitchen counter sings of sweet relief every time its leaning tower shrinks
This bran muffin recipe was recently plucked from the stack and let me tell you, it landed in the book of favorites before I finished the first bite. Light yet hearty and bursting with flavor. SO GOOD.
My one word of advice would be this: after allowing these muffins to cool, pack a dozen into the freezer. They keep really well and you’ll save yourself from consuming the whole batch in one day (a necessary restraint at my house)!
- 1 C. oats
- 1 C. All Bran
- 1 C. Shredded Wheat
- 1 C. hot water
- 1½ C. sugar
- ½ C. Crisco
- 2 eggs, beaten
- 2 C. buttermilk
- 2½ C. flour
- 2½ tsp baking soda
- 1½ tsp salt
- Preheat oven to 400 degrees.
- Combine the bran and shredded wheat in a food processor and pulse until very fine.
- In a small bowl, mix together the bran, shredded wheat, and oats. Stir hot water into the mixture and set aside to cool.
- In a large bowl, cream together the sugar and crisco. Add remaining ingredients and stirr until just combined.
- Mix in cooled cereal one cup at a time, beating on high briefly after each addition to break up clumps.
- Bake for 18 – 20 minutes or until golden brown.
I laid Cora down at 8:30 tonight… a little earlier than normal, but she was tired and I was looking forward to an I Love Lucy marathon while Greg was out playing ping pong. (maybe not the best use of rare alone time, but it was either Lucy or dusting… Lucy obviously won)
Twenty minutes later I had my snack prepped, a favorite blog pulled up on the laptop, and Lucy perched on a window ledge trying to find out if Ricky really loved her. Oh she makes me laugh.
I heard a half-hearted cry rising from the nursery, so I snuck in and popped in the pacifier. Problem solved… back to Lucy and my PB&J.
The same thing happened ten minutes later and then fifteen minutes after that.
Diaper? Probably. I bent over the crib and unwrapped the swaddle as Cora broke out into big smiles and a satisfying full body stretch.
I love that moment, even more so when she’s waking in the morning, but it fills my heart just the same when she’s fighting sleep at night.
Just had to take a minute to file that sweet image in the memory vault…
Eventually the Lucy marathon continued, after a diaper change, a feeding, and seven refrains of Jesus Loves Me
Cora is three months old! and she is so stinkin’ cute Her big smiles and gurgly coos get me every time.
This month we spent a lot of time outdoors, thoroughly enjoying our first summer humidity and bug-free (thanks Utah!). Here are some of the highlights:
Cora’s reaction to the fireworks was part awe, part terror – as you can plainly see in her expression (which did not change until the entire 30 minute show was over)
I just love these everyday moments. Greg is such a natural. and he loves changing diapers… which pretty much makes him the best dad ever.
I can hardly believe three months have passed already – and yet, I can barely remember life before her
Her sweet voice and toothless grins melt our hearts every. single. day.
And for four days in May, she melted the hearts of Grandma and Grandpa Dickson as well
Do we look like seasoned professionals yet?
Our confident cadence and Lion King-esque moment may be a little misleading. Behind closed doors we’re just two newbies working our way through the parental learning curve.
Correction: we’re just two newbies working our way through the parental learning curve (scratch that ‘behind closed doors’ bit). It would seem our inexperience is quite obvious to the general public and onlookers everywhere… We had a nice gentleman at the grocery store ask if it was our first shopping trip with Cora. Yep, it’s apparently that obvious.
Now nearly six weeks in, I would say we’re learning quickly – often times the hard entertaining way. Here’s a snippet of what we’ve discovered:
- always, Always, ALWAYS take the diaper bag… that short trip to the pediatrician will not be uneventful, ever.
- Avoid the premature victory dance after laying her down in the crib… she will wake up three minutes later – and recanting a victory dance is seriously disheartening.
- When surprised in the middle of a diaper change by a ‘little extra,’ try to suppress the knee-jerk reaction to pull up if you’re holding her legs. If not, the current will flow over the thighs, down the back, and into her hair. (cue bath time preparations)
- Speaking of bath time… once the little lady is squeaky clean, diaper immediately. If you should happen to wrap her up in a cute little towel for cuddles before doing so, well, be warned… you will inevitably be jostled by an alarming sound that will make unwrapping the cute little towel an unnerving event.
- Going to bed at 8:30 pm is not lame… it’s an absolute necessity.
- And finally, save most (if not all) conversations for daylight. At 3:30 am, even a simple ‘can you scratch my forehead?’ request may turn into a somewhat frustrating interaction as you try (and fail) to find words that properly describe the exact location of said itch.
Do you feel enlightened? We certainly do