Christmas Recap

I am a homebody.

There, I've admitted it!

I feel so light, so unburdened.

OK, maybe not.

The Holidays are a time I always look forward to, but often with mixed feelings. While I love my extended family and miss them, I've come to terms with the fact that my love for them does not override my distaste for travelling during the Holidays. Especially after last year's travel nightmare, it may be a handful more years until I entertain the notion of boarding a plane to travel thousands of miles through winter weather anytime from December 1-January 12.

As such, we had a lovely Christmas this year! Although I took on too much (crafting), and happily decided to not finish everything I started, I felt 97% prepared for Christmas to come.

We had a slow start (Big Sis must be the only kid on earth who sleeps in on Christmas morning!), but really enjoyed taking our time opening presents. We ate yummy cinnamon rolls for breakfast, stayed in our PJ's ALL day, and whiled away the afternoon playing with our new gifts, snacking, and eating an early dinner (our usual prime rib roast - YUM!). We capped off the night by watching A Christmas Story. It was a perfect Christmas Day.

Big Daddy and Big J enjoying a story in his new chair.

Racing with his new dragster - a well-chosen gift from Big Sis.

LEGOS! Big Daddy was so excited to share the joy of Legos with his boy.

A favorite gift (although she seemed to love everything this year -WHEW!)

Hope you had a lovely Christmas.

Sending Happy New Year Wishes to you wherever you are.

2010 has GOT to be better!

Holiday Cooking

Upon reflection, I think I was a little ambitious with this year's Holiday cooking.

First, I made caramels.

Never done it before.

First batch was good. A little pale, but soft & chewy - exactly how I like them.

I used my largest saucepan & came dangerously close to sugar coating my stove, so the next batches were cooked in a 5.5 quart pot.

Big Mistake.

My 2nd batch was hard & chewy, like Sugar Daddies.

My 3rd batch was nearly done, then burnt.

My 4th batch (a 1/2 batch cooked in the small saucepan) burnt so badly that I had to open all the doors & windows & light a Yankee Candle. My candy thermometer also feel victim to the muck, shattering when I tried to pry it out of the acrid mess still clinging to the bottom of the pan.

Yep, 5 hours later, it's still soaking in my sink.

On a happier note, I made marshmallows!!

I used this recipe from Bon Appetit.

Blooming the gelatin.

What's that?

You smell hooves?

Me too.

There's a reason the comments mentioned GOOD QUALITY VANILLA.

Read the recipe comments. Those people know what they're talking about.

(I used Costco vanilla. When I make these again, I will either need to make peppermint marshmallows with a kicky red swirl, or invest in better vanilla).

(TO BE CLEAR - I love Costco vanilla & this is my go-to for baking. But take a whiff of that bloomin' gelatin, and you'll want to pick up some Tahitian Bourbon Vanilla, too!)

Hot Mess.

Hotter Mess.

Marshmallow fluff.

Pour it in the pan & let it sit all night.

Messy, but not as bad as I thought.

Lots of powdered sugar & a serrated knife helped to make them cut-able.

I tried cutting shapes with a cookie cutter, but that was a little much for this year. Maybe in 2010.

They taste yummy - not at all like hooves.

I'm saving some for hot chocolate on Christmas, but I also set a few aside & partially dipped them in dark chocolate.
Say it with me: Mmmmmm.......

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Then I made peppermint patties with the world's easiest recipe from The Kitchn. I LOVE The Kitchn.

Dipped in dark chocolate and ready to be consumed at our Christmas Eve gathering. They are really yummy, and are a near match in texture and taste to the commercial version. I was fortunate to find a candy supply store just down the street, and they had good quality chocolate at a low, low price. No tempering required.

Tomorrow I am supposed to make jam cookies, cherry cheesecake bites and artichoke dip (all for Christmas Eve).

(Yep, my New Year's goals are totally going to include some much needed gym time!)

Happy Eating!

"Gingerbread" House

Growing up, we did not have many traditions surrounding the holidays.

There was never a specific day to trim the tree, or a night to go caroling.

We didn't have a special ornament to hang or nativity to set out.

There were no candies or cookies that we made without fail.

When I envisioned myself as a mother, I pictured changing all of that. And while I realize that reality sometimes gets in the way of that vision of perfection, I am - slowly.

The tree is trimmed with care (and with the breakable ornaments carefully hung out of the reach of almost-2-year-old hands).

We're not big on caroling, but I do love to listen to Christmas music almost every day and night.

We have many special ornaments (including many from my childhood), and look forward to growing our collection.

I do love to cook, and enjoy trying new cookie and candy recipes, always refining what we like & when to make them. This year's experiments include caramels, peppermint patties, marshmallows, and maybe even cake balls.

One thing I've always wanted to cross off my Holiday Mom List was making a gingerbread house. I know better than to dive in full-force, so I started off small with a graham cracker version and dollar store candy.

We used a 6-pack holder as a base, with cardboard for sub-roofing.

(shout out to the neighbors for providing the foundation of our gingerbread house)

Work in progress.

Cutting graham crackers is much easier with a serrated knife.

And patience. That helps, too.

The finished product.

Next year I will: make more royal icing, buy more candies (including gumdrops and Nilla wafers), and not bother creating red icing. I will also spread the process over a few days. It seems best to assemble the house one night & decorate it the next.

I feel like I've completed a rite of passage as a mother.

December 16

How did it get to be December 16th? I've been laboring under the delusion that today was the 14th. No way could it be the 16th - with just 9 more days until Christmas.

Ack!

I think this perfectly defines my recent state of mind. My days have careened between masterful accomplishment (take that, to-do list!) and a near catatonic state of exhaustion. I've had insomnia, a fever, pale skin, a cough, a stuffy nose, and eyes so red that I look like a white rabbit. And then there are hours where I feel fine. I blame Michigan and its utterly confusing weather. December 16th and not a trace of snow to be found. Moving 30 miles from the border of the Great White North, I seriously thought we'd be in for some wild winter weather. But so far it's been icy, cold, rainy, gloomy, cloudy, rarely a peek of a sunny morning, and of course windy, with traces of hail, a few snowflakes, and not a partridge in a pear tree to be found.

My point?

Big J is 21 months!

He's displaying shades of a 2 year-old already - complete with temper tantrums and moments of tender sweetness.

He's at his best in the morning, and will even stop to cuddle and kiss me.

He's inquisitive and loves making new discoveries, from foods (Dried mango + berries? Yum!) to toys (Lego blocks that you can build up & knock down? Yes, please!). He loves to dance, to howl, to antagonize his sister (who is still the moon & stars to him).

He is obsessed with our iPhones and any time our backs are turned, he will happily grab one, unlock it and select his favorite game to amuse himself.

He is adorable and trying and sweet and irritating and loving and intolerable. He's our Big J & we love him so much!

Trip to Nevada

It was jacket weather, with highs in the 50's, and lows in the teens.

We did a little hiking.

Bringing the backpack & not the stroller was the smartest decision I made on this trip.

New favorite activity: throwing the ball for the dog.

Even if it only went 3 inches, she was a great sport about it.

Quality time with Grandpa.

Working on our Bon Appetit Thanksgiving dinner.

Sage Butter-Roasted Turkey with Cider Gravy

Sourdough Stuffing with Sausage, Apples, and Golden Raisins

Baked Sweet Potatoes

Green Beans with Walnuts and Lemon Vinaigrette

Pioneer Woman Rolls

Cranberry Sauce

Deviled Eggs

Harvest Pear Crisp with Candied Ginger

YUM

The leftovers were just as good as the dinner.

They may act like animals sometimes, but I really do try not to cage them up.

This was the dog's place inside the house. Once he discovered how much he liked her, this become his favorite hang out.

One of about 54 Christmas pictures.

Think it's tough to get the "perfect" shot of one kid? Try two.....

(There's a reason I will never be a professional photographer.....)

We miss you, Grandma & Grandpa!!

The New Mink?

Several years ago, my grandmother was moved into the long-term care area of her retirement community. She had to give up her apartment at the same community & her possessions were divided among my aunt, uncle & mother.

Although there were many antiques, oddities, and heirlooms, my aunt had long-ago laid claim to The Mink Coat. Given that she and my grandmother are most similar in height and build, it made sense - plus my mother was much more interested in the cut glass & silver. I'm glad it stayed in the family, and I appreciate the sense of continuity and family history that my aunt probably feels about the coat.

While I don't know anything about the particular history of this coat, I do know that minks - and other furs - are a long-time status symbol surrounded by mystique and misgivings. From the primal to the privileged, fur has been adorning humans since we first became conscious of the need to do so. As history passed, fur became the general provenance of the wealthy or royal. Although now fur is controversial, not so long ago it was a sign that you'd "made it" or were celebrating a milestone of particular significance. I personally don't ever see myself in a mink, but I can still appreciate the cut and swing of a beautiful vintage fur when I see it.

For the once-booming middle class, homes and cars have often been used as a way to indicate success and financial security. In the past few decades, bigger seemed to be better - as illustrated by the explosion of McMansions and the popularity of the Escalade. The mink coat sends a slightly different message ... it's a bit otherworldly. You must wear a mink coat - you can't let it wear you. And unlike my favorite fleece, it's not a garment that most women would throw on for a milk run. To me, it says "I enjoy and appreciate luxury. I am elegant. I am confident. I don't care what you think of my coat, I am incredibly warm and I think it's utterly fabulous."

Driving home from my morning errands, I stopped behind a white Dodge Charger with the vanity plate "My Mink". Although there is a huge disparity in cost between the two (Dodge Charge = $30,000, good quality mink coat = $10,000) I don't think a Dodge Charger sends the same message as a mink coat.

So what is the new mink coat? Picture yourself preparing to celebrate a landmark anniversary. To you, what would say "I've made it"? And please, don't be practical.... I want to hear about your most selfish, superficial desires.

A List of 10: Surviving Winter

Surviving Winter can be tough stuff. Short days, long nights, and bitter cold all conspire to make us wish Winter passed by as quickly as summer seemed to. Here are a few things that make the season a little more bearable for my family and I.

1. Lined Jeans: Take your pick from fleece, flannel or jersey, but lined jeans are the way to go. Whether inside a chilly house or running errands in the frosty cold, lined jeans keep my kiddos toasty warm.

2. Mitten Clips: I grew up in SoCal, so I am lacking in knowledge within the realm of winter accessories. Luckily my friendly neighborhood Wal*mart is there to show me the way. Mitten clips have maintained the integrity of many a pair of finger warmers, and for just $1.00/ pair, these babies are a MUST for the under 10 set.

3. Neutrogena Norwegian Hand Cream: I hate the dry, tight feeling my hands get when exposed to the chill of winter, and it's made even worse by the dreaded doing of the dishes. Norwegian Hand Cream to the rescue! It's thick but not greasy, absorbs quickly, and lasts a long, long time. Also works to soothe chapped cheeks and flaky lips, too! Trust me, your hands (and cuticles!) will thank me.

4. Cashmere Socks: I know, a luxury in the true sense of the word, but they are crazy cozy. If you can hold off until after Christmas, deals will abound.

5. Hot Chocolate: Whether homemade or purchased, sipped from a delicate porcelain cup or chugged from a mug, whipped with water or frothed with soy, left bare naked or crowned with cream and chocolate shavings, every winter we consume our weight in hot chocolate. Is any snowy day really complete without imbibing a little hot, chocolaty goodness?

6. Slippers: While my favorites are equipped with a rugged sole and a snuggly sheepskin lining, almost any type of slipper will do. If your home is blessed with hardwoods, you are doubly in need. We tend to keep the home fires burning a little low in the winter, and so slippers are triply necessary. Warm toes = happy heart.

7. Olay Regenerist Micro-Sculpting Cream: Winter's freezing temps coupled with the wind whipped prairies of Iowa and the breeze blown shores of Lake St. Clair have given me a new-found respect for an emollient face cream. My skin tends to be a tiny bit oily, but Jack Frost's touch leaves my pores dry and taut. This cream is rich yet absorbs quickly, and does not make me break out. Thanks to Costco's low, low prices, you won't have to ransom your children to afford it.

8. Sheepskin Car Seat Covers: When you're already chilled to the bone, the last thing you want to do is plop yourself into an icy vinyl seat while you cup your hands over the heating vents and count the days until spring. Until we can afford a car equipped with bum warmers, our sheepskin seat covers have us (at least our bums) covered.

9. Down Comforters: I cannot tell a lie.... I don't know how I would survive from October-June without a down comforter on my bed. Although we have a lovely collection of quilts, they are mostly brought out to build forts or snuggle on movie night. Down is fluffy, down is light, and down is WARM. Turn down the heat and snuggle up with your sweetie. You might never want to leave your bed again.

10. Exercise: While I am much too skittish to pull a Sarah Palin and head out for a jog during an Alaskan winter, I do think snow is fun! Have a snow ball fight, break out the shovel, or get down and roll around in it. Even just a few minutes of bracing air and icy temperatures will bring a sparkle to your eye and a little pink to your cheek. Someday I'd love to try snow shoeing and cross country skiing.... but I think I need to break away from the big city first.

Fab Friday: December 4

I've always believed that it's the little things that can make the biggest difference.

Like marshmallows in hot chocolate.

Or snowflakes on Christmas Eve.

And I can't forget the tiny jolt of pleasure from downloading a new song to get my groove on.

One of the more pedestrian "little things" in my life is my inane pleasure at using Hefty Gripper garbage bags.

That's right, this post is about to extol the virtues of a TRASH BAG.

What can I say? I actually find a little happiness in my trash (can).

Finding the right kind of trash can is difficult, but finding the right bag is almost as challenging. First, you have to make sure you buy the right size (hey, sometimes it's not as easy as it sounds!). Then, if you choose unwisely, you are stuck with 30-60 bags near-useless bags.

My sweet husband actually discovered these gems. Yes, he's a keeper.

Now, for the question burning at your brain: Why do I like them?

Mostly because they do what they say - they Grip. A stretchy, elastic-y ring around the top allows the bag to fit snugly around the top of the bin. No more dirty hands from reaching into that disgusting pit when the bag caves in from the weight of an empty Diet Coke can. I also like these because they have an extra bit of Odor Block - perfect for those too-warm summer days which turn my bin into a cesspool of stink.

Although these are not on my Christmas list, feel free to gift yourself with some. They can be found at your local Wal*Mart, as well as other fine retailers nationwide.

Ho Ho Ho.

What?

Who am I?

Where am I?

Old age must be rattling my cage because here I am, about to leave for a 2.5 week trip, and I am feeling calm & collected. Yes, there is still laundry to be done. Yes, my kitchen floor is a disaster. Yes, the yard looks like the local birch, oak, and beech trees all had a giant collective sneeze directly onto our lawn. Yes, I still have to pack for all 3 of us. But I don't feel frantic at all.

I feel happy. And excited. And a little laissez-faire.

So we no longer have a portable DVD player, and I am little worried about how to keep the kids from screaming for 4+ hours on the plane. I suppose that's why crayons & coloring books are the eternal entertainment standby.

So I won't be home to start my Christmas crafts. Here's a little secret.... other towns have fabric stores too.

So Big Sis will miss 2 weeks of school. It's KINDERGARTEN for Pete's sake. If there is one grade level where I think I can keep up with the work, this is it. I may not have this luxury when she moves into first grade and starts learning quantum mechanics.

So our little family won't be all together for Thanksgiving. Big Daddy doesn't even like turkey!

I think my new attitude is one part unemployment (with a renewed appreciation for time with my family & what REALLY matters), one part desperate need for a vacation, and one part desire for a change of scenery before the bitter cold of winter.

Bon Voyage - we'll be back December 2.

eBay Mania

I am a long time fan of eBay. While not an early adopter of any sort of technology, I happily admit to being on the eBay bandwagon for almost ten years - nearly a lifetime in internet years. You really can "find it all" on eBay. I've bought household goods, apparel, accessories, gifts, and even my wedding dress on eBay.

eBay is addictive. Enter a search term, and browse away. If at first you don't succeed, wait a day and try again. Eventually you'll come across what you want. It's also dangerous - it's so easy to keep adding more and more dollars to your bid - and then you realize you're in over your head, and spend a few hours (or days) sweating it out until you are finally outbid in the last hour. Not that it's ever happened to me, I'm just sharing a funny anecdote. Ha Ha.

I've always been a buyer, but never dipped my toes into the pool of selling on eBay. We recently came into possession of an item that seemed to be a great fit for eBay - a coveted technological device with a strong resale value, so I dove in and tested the waters. Beyond the anxiety of living through a 7 day auction and obsessively hitting the refresh button to update the most recent bid price, it was a great experience. Templates make it easy to organize the key information, and combined with crisp photos and an item description filled with flair, I think I could become addicted to selling instead of buying.

In a fit of practicality and organization, I've listed a handful of other items - all of which have sold for amounts that make me - and my Paypal balance - very happy. Looks like Christmas is covered. Do YOU eBay?

PS - I used to get really worked up about how much people want to charge for shipping.... but after being on the other side of the fence, I can assure you that shipping is EXPENSIVE. And sure, I may end up making a dollar here and there on shipping costs, but I can also guarantee that when you open a shipment from me, you'll be pleasantly surprised at the care I took in folding, papering, and packing your new treasure. Lesson learned.

Fab Friday: November 6

November has brought cooler weather and sunny skies (thank you for the sunshine!). A few mornings have delivered frosty coatings to our plants and cars, sparkling in the first rays of daybreak as we munch our breakfast cereal.

In effort to organize and reduce the clutter, I've been trying to clean, purge, and sort our bins of stuff. In doing so, I came across my first quilt. Begun in the days when we had moved cross-country to live with my in-laws while Big Daddy started school, this pink creation had languished in storage, nearly forgotten through the course of many moons & many moves. It was near complete, with just half the binding to stitch. I pulled it out and got to sewing, finishing it in a matter of a few hours one evening.

Do you believe in serendipity? I do.

(And no, I don't mean that awful movie with John Cusack and Kate Beckinsale. Blech)

Serendipity, as defined by the ever-trusty Wikipedia, is "the effect by which one accidentally discovers something fortunate, especially while looking for something entirely unrelated".

The same day I finished stitching away, I came across a blog posting on The Jet Set. She was making quilts for a few charities across the country, and offhandedly mentioned a project to send quilts to Appalachia. An unknown force compelled me to click through and learn more. Rachel Cox is the driving force behind The Mountain Baby Blankets project, which has created a blanket drive for families in Appalachia. Reading her postings and gathering bits of information about the region and its people have struck a chord in me. These are people who are among the poorest in America, with epidemic levels of prescription drug abuse, alcoholism, toothlessness, and the shortest life span in the nation. While I tend to nurture the hard shell around my heart, Rachel's description - "Part of my childhood was seeing babies in the supermarket, wearing only diapers, with little, tiny, dirty feet." tugged at me. My vivid imagination conjured an image of a malnourished babe shivering in the cold morning air, no blanket to be found, no cozy fire to snuggle up to, no fleecy pj's to bundle in.

I'm going to donate that blanket to The Mountain Baby Blankets project, and will make at least 2 more in the next week to send. There's a lot going on around here, but I feel this is something I HAVE to do. Looking at my precious little ones all snuggly in their beds, comforted by their own warm quilts..... No baby should be cold. And what's a blanket to me? Just a few short hours on the sewing machine. If you'd like to donate - and you can make or buy your blankets - please send them to:

Kendra Duck

Christian Appalachian Project

2610 Palumbo Dr

Lexington, KY 40509

I have bins of baby clothes that I've saved from years past, and I think now is the perfect time to continue to sort & disperse. Because if those babies need blankets, I'm sure they can use some very gently worn garments, too.

To learn more about the Appalachian people, please visit Children of the Mountains via ABC News.

I know this post is a digression from my usual self-centered Friday ramblings. But what could be more FAB than a little service??

Pumpkin Patch and More

In the middle of October I decided it was high time to check out the local pumpkin patch options and find our perfect pumpkins. I'd seen ads for Blakes Farm, so one Saturday - the least rainy but coldest & windiest Saturday in the last 4 weeks - we decided to pack up the family truckster and see what all the hoopla was about. And boy, was there hoopla.

Part fair, part carnival, part U-pick farm, Blakes Farm has something for everyone. And I think "everyone" in the metro Detroit area had arrived on that Saturday.

We took a cold and windy hay ride out to the pumpkin patch, which also took us through the U-Pick apple orchards. We abstained from both, as the pumpkins were very expensive, and I wasn't prepared for apple picking.

Apple picking is serious business you know, and requires extensive mental and physical preparation. Not really, I just didn't have any way to transport them home.

The kids had fun wandering amongst the pumpkins and deciding what size & shape they wanted. We actually ended up purchasing our jack-o-lanterns from a roadside stand on the way home - still keepin' it local.

Blakes Farm also had a large kid-friendly area with animals, a jump house, straw mountain, swings, tractors, tricycle race track, corn maze, and more. Sorry, no corn pool here. Must be an Iowa thing.

Big J checking out the wooden train while Sis & Dad climb straw mountain.

For a girl who is mildly afraid of heights, she did an excellent job.

See the tongue? That's how he looks about 66.2% of the time.

The winner & new champion of the Trike Track. Fun was had by all. But I think next year we'll try and go during the week.

Ultimate Cinnamon Buns

One Sunday I turned on PBS, and was immediately enraptured by Cook's Country. It wasn't so much the program - it was what they were making: Ultimate Cinnamon Buns. Big Daddy and I settled into the sofa, and watched, mouths ajar, as they whipped together the biggest, fluffiest, most delightful looking breakfast treat. I immediately printed out the recipe, and have been plotting a good time to test it out.

There are a lot of bad cinnamon rolls out there. From the mundane (Pillsbury) to the mediocre (Cinnabon), cinnamon buns are an indulgence that I have previously been intimidated by. About 2 years ago, I found a delightful recipe in Bon Appetit, and happily used that for a while. This recipe makes a good, solid cinnamon roll. Good cinnamon rolls take time, and because I am both lazy and hungry in the morning, I prefer to make them the night before, then pop in the oven once I awake the next day.

But last night, with a free weekday looming and a full moon luminescent in the night sky (that moon makes a girl do crazy things), I decided it was the perfect time to take those Buns for a test drive. They were everything I have ever hoped for in a cinnamon bun: the dough was smooth, malleable, and elastic. The buns themselves were pillowy, flaky, and with exactly the right amount of cinnamon + sweet. Paired with an icy glass of milk, these made a delightful - and filling - start to our morning.

Cholesterol beware: these babies have 12 tbs. of butter in the dough. I plan to make them no more than twice a year (Christmas morning, Big Daddy's birthday), and my love handles are already thanking me.

Ultimate Cinnamon Buns

From the episode: Rise and Shine, Cook's Country TV

Dough

3/4 cup whole milk, heated to 110 degrees

1 envelope (2 1/4 tsp.) instant or rapid-rise yeast

3 large eggs, room temperature

4 1/4 cups all-purpose flour

1/2 cup cornstarch

1/2 cup granulated sugar

1 1/2 tsp. salt

12 Tbs. unsalted butter, cut into 12 pieces and softened

Filling

1 1/2 cups packed light brown sugar

1 1/2 Tbs. ground cinnamon

1/4 tsp. salt

4 Tbs. unsalted butter, softened

Glaze

4 oz. cream cheese, softened

1 Tbs. whole milk

1 tsp. vanilla extract

1 1/2 cups confectioner's sugar

Instructions

1. For the dough: Adjust oven rack to middle position and heat oven to 200 degrees. When the oven reaches 200 degrees, shut off. Line 13-by-9-inch baking pan with foil, allowing excess foil to hang over pan edges. Grease foil and medium bowl.

2. Whisk milk and yeast in measuring cup until yeast dissolves, then whisk in eggs. In bowl of stand mixer fitted with dough hook, mix flour, cornstarch, sugar, and salt until combined. With mixer on low, add warm milk mixture in steady stream and mix until dough comes together, about 1 minute. Increase speed to medium, and add butter, one piece at a time, until incorporated. Continue to mix until dough is smooth and comes away from the sides of the bowl, about 10 minutes. Turn dough out onto clean surface and knead to form a smooth, round ball. Transfer dough to prepared bowl, cover with plastic wrap, and place in warm oven. Let rise until doubled in size, about 2 hours.

3. For the filling: Combine brown sugar, cinnamon, and salt in small bowl. Turn dough out onto lightly floured surface. Roll dough into 18-inch square, spread with butter, and sprinkle evenly with filling. Starting with the edge nearest you, roll dough into tight cylinder, pinch lightly to seal seam, and cut into 8 pieces. Transfer pieces, cut-side up, to prepared pan. Cover with plastic wrap and let rise in warm spot until doubled in size.

4. For the glaze, and to bake: Heat oven to 350 degrees. Whisk cream cheese, milk, vanilla, and confectioner's sugar on medium bowl until smooth. Discard plastic wrap and bake buns until deep golden brown and filling is melted, 35 to 40 minutes. Transfer to wire rack and top buns with 1/2 cup glaze. Cool 30 minutes. Using foil overhang, lift buns from pan and top with remaining glaze. Serve.

Make ahead: After transferring pieces to prepared pan in step 3, buns can be covered with plastic wrap and refrigerated for 24 hours. When ready to bake, let sit at room temperature for 1 hour. Remove plastic wrap and continue with step 4 as directed.

Enjoy!

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go jog around the block 1,216 times to burn off this scrumptious treat.

Halloween Happenings

I am so glad that Halloween is over. Although I like to dress up, and carve pumpkins, I don't really like decorating for the holiday, and I definitely don't like getting spooked. This year, Halloween dragged out over the course of a week, beginning last Saturday with Trunk or Treat. Big Sis then got to wear her costume to Ballet on Tuesday, to school on Friday for a costume parade, and then we dressed them both for trick-or-treating on Halloween. Although there's something to be said for getting my money's worth out of the costumes, I am still happy to be DONE for the year!

Big Sis was a "Night Fairy". Night Fairy because she wanted to be a fairy, and I wanted to re-use her black tutu from a previous ballet costume. I purchased a black leotard (which she can wear to ballet class), and we had white tights, her tutu, and silver glitter shoes. Her wings were from her Tinker Bell costume (2 years ago), and she had recently torn them by accident. I deconstructed them, wrapped them in tulle, then painted them with glitter. I bought the headband from the dollar store (a pack of 3), and wrapped a black rose pony tail holder around it for decoration. We accessorized with silver and opalescent eye shadow and crystals on her face. I think the makeup was her favorite part. She also won "Cutest Girl" at Trunk or Treat!

Big J was Indiana Jones. We had the shoes & pants, and I purchased the shirt & jacket from Children's Orchard. I made his messenger bag from some tan fleece I already had, braided the whip from some leather cording, and bought his hat from the Dollar Store. I trimmed the hat down a bit & added the brown ribbon hatband to make it look more like a fedora and less like a cowboy hat. Most people got that he was Indiana Jones, but some thought he was an explorer. Close enough. He wasn't that into trick-or-treating, but once he realized that people would put candy into his bag, he was VERY excited.

Halloween night was clear but cold & windy. We hit about 6 houses in the neighborhood, with Big Sis and Big J hand in hand up to the doors. J did not master "trick-or-treat", but would wave when he received candy. I retired home with Big J while Big Daddy and Big Sis continued around the block. Several nearby houses take Halloween very seriously, with adults all dressed up & "haunting grounds" constructed with places to jump out & scare passersby. I also noticed that several families drove & unloaded packs of kids to canvass the neighborhood. We were prepared with some candy, but will need to buy more for next year.

Hope you had happy hauntings!