Cookie Crunch

A box-load of Girl Scout cookies.

A box-load of Girl Scout cookies

Anybody want to buy some Girl Scout cookies? We’ve got a ton of cookies left and the demand has trickled to a stop.

About a month ago, we got a case of those buttery, sweet delicacies. The scent of cardboard and chocolate filled our car’s interior, and our mouths begged for a taste. After dinner, we quickly paid for an order of Thin Mints, Tagalongs, and Samoas and had some for dessert.

We spent a cold, lovely morning at Walmart, peddling our goods. Girl Scouts calls that “booth sales.” Princess Buttercup and I were prepared for the cold weather and wore our ski pants and coats. (Not that we ever go skiing….They’re just excellent to have on hand in case of an incidental snow in Alabama.) We smiled brightly at in-going Walmart customers and said in our perkiest voices, “Would you like some Girl Scout cookies? No? Well, thank you very much!” or “Yes? Ohhhh, thank you for supporting Girl Scouts!” [Note: I’d love to be able to post pics of the Girl Scouts, but won’t post them for privacy’s sake. Which is too bad…they are so cute, but you’ll have to settle for a picture of me at the stand!) 😉

Lefty just happened to mention Girl Scout cookies at work, and we were instantly in business. The orders came in quicker than we could meet the demand, and Princess Buttercup and I found ourselves at our supplier’s home, picking up more cases. Logistics on our part was slow, and Lefty pushed us to pick up the speed so that he could distribute them to his buyers.

I named Lefty “Honarary Findley,” an honor indeed. He was becoming quite the salesman, in the tradition of my Papa Findley–who began selling magazines as a young boy and later opened his own store in Jachin.

After about two weeks, the rush went into decline. Lefty’s office had peaked their marginal satisfaction and were done. At the same time, I got sick and could not go to the “cookie booth” to sell the remainder of our cases.

So now we’ve got about four cases on hand, and looks like we’re stuck with cookies for awhile.

Unless…Would any of you like to buy some Girl Scout cookies? 🙂

Samoas -- My favorite!

Samoas — My favorite!

Girl Scout Cookie "Booth Sale"

Girl Scout Cookie “Booth Sale”

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It’s the Most Wonderful (Nutty) Time of the Year!

Hi All,

I’ve been running around doing Mom, wife, Santa, volunteer errands, so I haven’t been able to sit down and post.  On this wet, cold, windy day, we Robertsons are going to try to get our Christmas card photos made in between worship services.  Wish us good luck!  I hope to get blogging again, soon, and I’ll be writing more about how we celebrated the season in Jachin.  See you soon!

Hugs,

Stephanie

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Why Robertsons Love Sweet Tea

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Si Robertson isn’t the only Robertson who loves sweet tea. Lefty and I, like many southerners, are partial to the drink.

When I was a child growing up in rural south Alabama, my family drank it like it was going out of style. (Not that it would.) Mom would get these big glass containers from the school cafeteria where she taught Kindergarten for 500 years. I think that the containers probably had been used to hold those dill pickles that you used to be able to buy at school. Anyhow, Mom would mix sweet tea in those containers, and that’s what we drank at dinner time.

So after watching “Duck Dynasty” last night, I decided that Si Robertson wasn’t going to be the only one to enjoy the beverage. I decided to make some.

Maybe you are scratching your head and wondering why we southerners drink sweet tea so much.

For one thing, sugar just doesn’t mix well when the tea is cold. (My point is mute if you are putting sugar into hot tea. I drink my hot tea without sugar.)

To prove my point, I contacted Dr. Bob, a bio-chemistry professor at a Texas university, and asked him to put it into scientific terms.

Here is what he said:
“As you heat the water, they [the hydrogen molecules] get excited.

The excited little hydrogen molecules are jumping around like jumping beans.

The excited little hydrogen molecules are jumping around like jumping beans.

“The hydrogen bonds undergo breakage and reformation, but the main thing is, (if you add the sugar to the hot water) the sugar dissolves more readily because the sugar molecules form dipole-dipole interactions with the water molecules that are excited with from heat. And they form new hydrogen bonds together.

In go my little hydrophilic sugar granules.

In go my little hydrophilic sugar granules.

“And that’s what makes the sugar go into solution better in hot water than cold water. Water is a universal solvent. It dissolves ions like table salt–sodium chloride. That’s an ion dipole interaction, and it dissolves hydrophilic molecules like sugar through dipole-dipole interactions.”

And that, my friends, is why southerners drink sweet tea. By the time you add ice, it’s too late. You just have a bunch of itty-bitty sugar granules floating around in your glass. I don’t know about you, but they get in my throat and make me cough.

Therefore, here is thewritesteph’s first recipe posting. It’s how I made my sweet, sweet tea today. I hope you enjoy!

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Try these two together.

Try these two together.

Stephanie’s Sweet Tea
Ingredients:
Water
4 tea bags (We like Luzianne; Sometimes I add a little bag of Celestial Seasonings Honey Vanilla Chai Tea, because it smells sooooooo good.)
Sugar (to taste)
lemon wedges, mint, cinnamon, paprika, etc. (optional)
sugar

Directions:

  1. Boil water in your tea kettle and wait for it to whistle.
  2. Watch “House Hunters International,” visit Pinterest, or read a good book while you wait.
  3. Place tea bags into the kettle and let it steep for about 12 minutes (more or less, depending on how strong you want your sweet tea).
  4. Remove the tea bags from the kettle. Place them on the sink to let them dry out. You can recycle them by tossing them in your flower garden. It’s supposed to be good for the soil. And also… yay, you get about 4 tablespoons of free dirt!
  5. Pour sugar into an empty tea pitcher. How much? Well, that depends on how sweet you want your tea.
  6. Pour hot tea over the sugar and stir, stir, stir.
    Stir, stir, stir.

    Stir, stir, stir.

  7. Re-fill the kettle with cold water and pour it in the tea pitcher until it’s filled to the top.
  8. Stir again.add_water
  9. Fill a cup with ice (unless you want hot tea), and pour the tea into the cup. Add lemon wedges and mint. I like to add spices such as cinnamon and paprika to give it a kick.

    Enjoy!

    By the way, the cute little tea cup is for display. Here is how we usually drink it:

    It may not be glamorous, but we like our Steak Out cups!

    It may not be glamorous, but we like our Steak Out cups!

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Halloween Fun at the Fall Festival

My outside Halloween décor.

My outside Halloween décor.

I’ve got a Digiorno pizza in the oven. Usually, in the Robertson household, we either eat or order out to celebrate the weekend. Tonight is the night of Princess Buttercup’s fall festival at school, though.

We’ve got to make dinner snappy so that we can get to Buttercup’s school by six. The parents have to help with the events. I’m helping with face painting, something that I love to do because it’s art. I also love the smiles that I get when I finish the job and hand a child a mirror to see him or herself. I’m not a great artist, but it doesn’t take much to make the little ones happy.

When I was a child growing up in rural south Alabama, my brother and I loved to go to the Halloween carnivals at school. They were great fun. It’s a funny thing, though: now-a-days they don’t call it a “Halloween” carnival. People now either call it a “fall festival” or “fall carnival.”

“Halloween” just seems to be…um, taboo! (Hee, hee!)

Hope you're not spooked if a black pup crosses your path.  (Sprocket.)

Hope you’re not spooked if a black pup crosses your path. (Sprocket.)

My zinnias and lantana are still blooming!

My zinnias and lantana are still blooming!

More gourds and chrysanthemums.

More gourds and chrysanthemums.

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