Restaurant Recipes

Have you ever wondered about your favorite restaurant recipe...or 'how do they make funnel cakes'? Wonder no more! Attached is a link to a recipe book with a bunch of restaurant favorites! Nice .pdf documents come up that are easy to read and print. I don't cook - but I know some of you out there do -- enjoy!

http://blog.dispatch.com/TheBagLady/cookbook.pdf

Memoirs of a Kitty Cat

I didn't like cats. And when I say that I didn't like cats - I mean I REALLY didn't like cats. Something always seemed sneaky about them. It was like they were always contemplating in their furry little feline heads about how fast they could claw my skin off if given the chance. I imagined if I ever decided to play with one that it would gouge one of my eyes out. And that meant that I was never going to get asked out on a date because I was the girl with one eye. That, my friends, was my feeling about cats.

I have news for you - I still don't like cats. But, I love me some Jojo! :)

That's right. My furry little pocket full of sunshine. Jojo is five years old and we got her last April from the Humaine Society. Peter & I have some friends who have a cat. One day we were visiting them and decided their cat was really friendly. Unlike other annoying, hissing, claw-your-eyes-out cats we came across...theirs was cute, cuddly, and loving. It was a dog-cat. Peter and I then made the wonderful mistake of "peeking" on the Humaine Society website to see if there looked like any good dog-cats. The angels sang and the sun grew warmer when we fixed our eyes on a little tiny picture of a Himalayan kitty. We soon found ourselves driving to the shelter to have a little play date. With one purr from her little fluffy self, we knew it. She had to be ours.

60 Years of Marriage

"Nobody can do for little children what Grandparents do. Grandparents sort of sprinkle stardust over the lives of little children"
- Alex Haley





My grandparents (Russ & Harriet Polson) are celebrating their 60th Wedding Anniversary this fall. It's an honor to celebrate with them and a blessing to see how much they love one another after all these years. As we have been preparing for the celebration event, I have been collecting photographs. It's delightful to me to see my grandparents as young people. I keep staring at these photos, contemplating are those my eyes?.....i think my nose is shaped like that? My grandparents are Scandinavian, which means they graced our lives with traditional (and not always appetizing) foods like Oyster Stew, Lutefisk, and Lefse. They gave us our blue eyes and fair skin. They gave us love, encouragement, support, and wisdom. But, best of all they prayed for us daily and showed us how to live a life of devotion and love to Jesus. Congratulations Grandma and Grandpa!

Family Cabin Time

" A cabin with plenty of food is better than a hungry castle"
- Old Irish Saying

We spent a lovely long weekend up at the Morrow's cabin in the Brainerd, MN area. The leaves were at peak & it was great to have quality DOWN time. It's amazing what a cup of coffee and a pair of slippers will do to the soul. Peter and I were there with my parents and his parents. We are so blessed that they get along marvelously...and the dad's had a great time fishing together. We ate lots of wonderful food and I took a nap on the couch every day. I read The Shack by William Young, which I would highly recommend. It will twist and mold your thoughts on talking with God and the dynamic of the Trinity.

Wishing I were still there!

Fall, Love, and Falling in Love

This time of year deeply reminds me of when Peter and I started dating. The first time we hung out was around this time two years ago. I called up my "work friend" Peter and asked him if he wanted to go to a MN Wild game (hockey) with me and some friends from work. He obliged. Of course he did! He had a secret crush on me for a year that I was obvilious to. We had a blast and didn't watch hardly a second of the game because we were chatting and laughing so much through the whole thing. I didn't know at that time that this would be the guy that I would spend my life chatting and laughing with. He asked me to coffee the day following the hockey game. I remember how crisp the fall air was..and how bright the sun was the day we went out for coffee. He asked me out again the following weekend..and we went to a show and the Guthrie and out for martinis afterwards. I knew that night that I would marry Peter, no doubt. He was tall, dark, and handsome...with deep blue eyes and a dimple on one side. He loved Jesus, singing, and strong coffee (got me with the coffee!). I am ever so thankful for a crisp fall day like today....two years ago...