But hey! It has oatmeal and lemon in it!

Okay, so now that you’ve seen the picture, you want the recipe, don’t you? Creamy Lemon Oat Bar Preheat over to 375.  Mix one can sweetened condensed milk and 3 teas. grated lemon zest and 1/4 C fresh lemon juice in medium bowl until thickened/set aside. Mix 1 1/4 C flour, one cup old fashioned oats,1/2 C packed brown sugar, 1/2 C unsalted butter, softened, 1/4 t. baking soda, and 1/4 teas. salt in separate medium bowl until crumbly Press half crumbly mixture into 8×8 (sprayed) pan and bake about ten minutes until set. Spread lemon milk mixture over crust. Sprinkle remaining crumbly mixture over lemon milk mixture. Bake twenty minutes until edges are brown.

Credit goes to: jillatsimpledailyrecipes.com. And okay, I will try it on Sunday and let you know. Warning: This treat may cause instant weight gain



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Some Things Are Only Funny Later

Yesterday, while my daughter thought her two-year-old was having a nice long nap, he’d actually been pulling the stuffing from his down pillow.  He’d apparently found a little slit in one corner, had pried the pillow covering open, and had had a wonderful afternoon.  “You wouldn’t believe how many feathers there are in just one pillow,” my daughter said.

“So did you laugh?” I asked.  What initially came out of her mouth, she let me know, was more of a cry of intense pain. Luckily, her husband was home to share the occasion with. And then just thinking about telling the story to me and others helped her retrieve her sense of humor pretty quickly. I didn’t ask if they took pictures.

It’s a fact that there are some things that happen in life that are easier to laugh at after time has passed.  When this same daughter was two she had some creative fun herself during a  nap time. I remember walking into her room to find she had finger-painted her white crib with the brown “paint” she found  in her diaper. No, I can’t say I laughed happily. There was no Oh, ha ha ha, how funny!  Nor did I have any desire whatsoever to take pictures. The only thing that saved me was knowing that I would write about this episode in my journal. Just recognizing that this was one of those experiences that someday in the future would seem very funny, seemed to help.

My husband and kids are able to laugh now about the time the engine of our old VW van burned up on the way to California; the basement floods we seemed to get every Christmas Eve; and the mouse invasion in the storage room.  I could probably think of many many more incidents that we laugh at today that didn’t seem even the least bit funny at the time, but I’m sure you have plenty of your own.  I’m glad my daughter is learning to laugh a little sooner than later at things that happen in her life. I’m finally becoming better at that myself. My attitude  now is becoming, Hey, I’m pretty sure this will be funny one of these days, so I might as well get a head start. 

Memoirs of a Goldfish

 Goldfish has the fishbowl all to himself and leads a pretty quiet, solitary life. Okay, maybe it gets just a little boring swimming around and around.  But then Goldfish begins getting bowl-mates! He finds this disturbing. Each of these intruders has his own set of needs and desires and well, problems. He misses his former life.  But just when things start to really get  crowded, Goldfish finds himself alone again. Well, it’s about time!  But then . . . You can guess what he discovers.  Maybe it wasn’t so bad having friends around! He misses them. You’ll like the happy ending.

Ever felt like that goldfish? I think we’ve all felt at one time or another like we just wanted to be alone! As children deal with siblings, friends, and classmates, and those pesky parents and adults in their lives, they can relate to Goldfish’s challenges in dealing with others in his bowl! It’s hard, for instance, to share a room. My children all wanted rooms of their own. When a couple were finally old enough to move down to the basement rooms, however, guess what they’d do on weekend and summer nights? They’d grab their sleeping bags and all congregate in the same room.

Even as adults, we sometimes long for alone time. Moms with young children wish they had just a little time by themselves once in a while. One young mom on Facebook admitted she sometimes plays hide and seek with her children just so she can rest for a few minutes. I remember those busy days clearly. It was so wonderful when my mother stopped by to say hi and I could actually go be in a room by myself. I could read or write for a few minutes. I could take a shower that lasted more than three minutes!

Now that my children are all grown with families of their own, I think about those crazy days with nostalgia, however. It gets too quiet here sometimes. My favorite times are when our children stop by. I relish the time with them. I love babysitting those most adorable of all people in the world—-my grandchildren. Oh, I know I need to be careful not to make myself a nuisance, and my husband and I  have our own busy lives. I can’t say that I’m ever bored, but the best times are when I’m with my family.

It’s funny how that goes.

In Memoirs of a Goldfish, author Devin Scillian and illustrator Tim Bowers give us a humorous, but honest view of the pros and cons of living with and dealing with others.