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Thursday, November 13, 2014

Sycamore Bakes: Oreo Truffles

Okay, so this one is a no-bake recipe, but oh is it decadent. And simple. And rich.
I made Oreo Truffles to take to church last night, and they were a big hit.


Oreo Truffles
{Gluten and Dairy free!}

1 package gluten free chocolate sandwich cookies (or Oreos)
1 package vegan cream cheese (or regular cream cheese)
12-ish oz dark chocolate
3tbsp coconut oil


Pulverize the package of cookies. I tried doing this by hand, but finished with my "little chopper" - a food processor would do it beautifully, I'm sure.
Stir in the cream cheese until well incorporated.
Line cookie pan with wax paper. Roll cookie mixture into small balls - you probably don't want these any larger than the size of a chocolate covered cherry. I got a little lazy and started making them bigger, but they get hard to eat.
Put 'em in the freezer for 30 minutes.
Melt your chocolate and coconut oil.
Use a slotted spoon (or a toothpick) to get the balls coated in chocolate.
Put in the fridge and wait long enough for the chocolate to firm up before giving in to temptation.

Makes about 30 small balls. Like I said, I got lazy, so mine turned out about 20 truffles.

The surprising thing to me about this recipe was that even with the vegan cream cheese, I felt like I was eating real candy, like out of a box candy. Light on the inside, rich dark chocolate.
Delish.


Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Don't wait for tomorrow.

I remembered some pivotal wisdom today. Don't wait for tomorrow to live the life you want.

For me {today} this translates to:
Don't wait to move to a house before you decorate nicely
Don't wait till you're ready to move to declutter
Don't wait to hang up our paper crafts


Friday, November 7, 2014

Feeling Crafty.

I think pregnancy tends to heighten my need to fulfill a certain crafting quota. It was this way with Adele at least, and thus far in this pregnancy (and I can't really remember any crafting projects when I was expecting Hattie. Mama brain.)

Lately we've been making paper pumpkins, paper not-pumpkins (read: same template, different paper), a scrapbook album for the girls (shh, that's a gift), and today we started on a Christmas tree skirt.

Now, don't get snarky about Christmas getting in front of Thanksgiving because I'm all for being thankful, but I'm also for mindful preparations for Christmas to make December less hectic and more enjoyable. I usually order our Christmas cards in November too.

Anywho, I'm excited for our simple burlap with red stripe skirt, and I just lack using the serger on the edges (because it's much easier than hemming it! and I have a lovely aunt who has just such a machine:) ). And and and, maybe we'll even have a tree this year. We've not had one in the past, but I'm secretly or not so secretly hoping we'll get a little real one…because we already have the skirt, after all.

Hope you're meeting your crafting quota these days, if you're burdened with such a thing.

Thursday, November 6, 2014

Of holidays, moving, selfish girl and the usual mashup of thoughts.

Hello, November.
I'm kind of thrilled for you to be here, even on this gray day with spitting rain. {I acquired that term from my husband, before I would have simply and perhaps more desirably said sprinkling.}

November brings a much loved refuge from all the icky Halloween decorations in every store. Sometimes I wish I could hibernate through October because of all those, but I wouldn't really want to do that because October is a lovely month. We drove through the mountains of Tennessee a few weeks ago, and it was so delightful to get to look around and see all the colors of fall from the heights of the mountains. It was an added blessing to a somewhat somber-toned trip altogether, for Emery's mother is dying of lung & brain cancer, and it may have been the last opportunity for us to visit with her this side of heaven.

But I'm still excited for the holiday season. I didn't even mind the Christmas trees on display in Target. I think the childhood wonder of the holidays has come back to me now that I get to experience it with my own girls. "Look mama {pronounced MAM-A by Hattie}, there's Santa Clause!"....even though we don't "do" Santa, she knows he's character that gets talked about this time of year, and that seems fine by her. And old Santa provides a welcome distraction from noticing every Elsa and Anna piece of merchandise that our cart passes. Adele calls out, "Anna" anytime she sees any princess. Lol.
Back to the wonder of season....I realized a while back why I never particularly enjoyed the holidays when I was younger. If I was asked what my favorite holiday was, I would usually say Christmas because I got stuff, by my very self-focused attitude was often disappointed with what I received anyway {Ungrateful.} The holidays for me were times of feeling sorry for myself because I didn't fit in or didn't have a boyfriend to bring to the get-togethers or blah blah blah. Yikes. I must have been terrible to live with.
Thankfully, God changed my outlook on life. He taught me to take the time to invest in others: putting their joy ahead of my own, and I've reaped the blessing of enjoying the holidays. I'm excited about the work and preparations of Thanksgiving and Christmas. Excited to make our home cozy and festive. Excited to teach my little ladies what it means to have Thanksgiving celebrations and to cultivate thankful hearts. Excited to continue to establish family traditions - however simple or maybe cheesy. :)
Speaking of homes, it looks like we may be living in a house again before Thanksgiving! Talk about another thing to be excited about! Our little one-bedroom apartment hasn't been bad for short term living, but I'm certainly not complaining about the prospect of having Windows and the girls having a bedroom and enough space to put out our limited supply of decorations without having to put some fall things away to make room for the pilgrims and leaves. And to have guests, I'm stoked about having guests again...family dinners, play-dates with cousins, friends to tea. These are a few of my favorite things.
Another move is slightly daunting, but at least the vast majority of our stuff is still packed neatly in storage. You know, in my adult life, I've never made a local move. Every move Emery and I have made has been at least 3 hours away from wherever we were living, but we're looking at a 20 minute drive this time and that's so refreshing! I bought a doormat for our potential new house today and a lamp - holla Target clearance! - and, oh, the smile factor is increasing all the time.

So, Welcome November. I'm glad you're here.

PS I'm also glad that there are only 6-ish more weeks until we hopefully will find out the gender of our little - but growing - baby! I'm also hoping that I'll get busy on finding a name for the child after we know whether we're looking at pink or blue....so far all I've got are the names that Hattie comes up with for her pretend family. She had a daughter named Symphony yesterday and sometimes says her brother is named David and she's married to Caleb. I asked her what the baby's name should be this week and her response, "Temporary". LOL. That girl. Here's to Temporary Sayre, whom I hope isn't temporary at all.