<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423</id><updated>2011-10-10T05:50:49.649-04:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Kudos'/><category term='Remembering'/><category term='Flamenco'/><category term='Memes'/><category term='Flamenco Dad'/><category term='Random Musings'/><category term='Blog Love'/><category term='NaBloPoMo'/><category term='Oddities'/><category term='Home Cooking'/><category term='Whole Foods'/><category term='Edumacation'/><category term='Vacations'/><category term='Lists; Favorite Foods'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='Saturday 9'/><category term='Autism'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Family and Friends'/><category term='Dining Out'/><category term='Raves'/><category term='Products'/><category term='Boo-boos'/><category term='Health'/><title type='text'>Gluten-Free/Casein-Free Mama</title><subtitle type='html'>Recipes, information, advice--and the adventures of a Flamenco Mom, her guitar-playing husband and two spirited kids.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>223</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-6152550115375720629</id><published>2008-12-16T15:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:31:35.885-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Moving Along</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have moved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GFCF Mama now has a new name and a new home. Visit me over at &lt;a href="http://www.flamencomom.wordpress.com/"&gt;flamencomom.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;. I still haven't finished unpacking, so please be patient while I tidy up the joint. Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-6152550115375720629?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6152550115375720629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=6152550115375720629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/6152550115375720629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/6152550115375720629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/12/moving-along.html' title='Moving Along'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-3076114635658630987</id><published>2008-10-31T12:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T15:27:32.719-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flamenco Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Carving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SQsvjMBeVjI/AAAAAAAAAW4/ED-87E0e5xU/s1600-h/Cinnamon+Bread+and+Pumpkins+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263352871081891378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SQsvjMBeVjI/AAAAAAAAAW4/ED-87E0e5xU/s320/Cinnamon+Bread+and+Pumpkins+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God bless him, Flamenco Dad spared me from the icky task of carving the pumpkins this year. Last year, he carved the pumkins with the kids. FD was SO good at it that I saw an opportunity to delegate: "Hey honey, why don't we make YOU the official pumpkin decorator? You're so great at it, and the kids really love when you did it last year?" Having sufficiently appealed to his ego, he agreed. Hooray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SQsvP6P7tXI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Ym2SwsTVgVs/s1600-h/Cinnamon+Bread+and+Pumpkins+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263352539893183858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SQsvP6P7tXI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Ym2SwsTVgVs/s320/Cinnamon+Bread+and+Pumpkins+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What a job he did! The jack o'lanterns turned out wonderful. Well, except for the fact that they are already rotting. They are now sitting in my back yard, scaring the squirrels and birds away. Tomorrow we'll cut up the pumkins and feed them to the critters living in the trees behind my house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-3076114635658630987?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3076114635658630987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=3076114635658630987' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/3076114635658630987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/3076114635658630987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-carving.html' title='Pumpkin Carving'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SQsvjMBeVjI/AAAAAAAAAW4/ED-87E0e5xU/s72-c/Cinnamon+Bread+and+Pumpkins+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-2201257481212669898</id><published>2008-10-31T11:57:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T12:14:27.268-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Products'/><title type='text'>Bob's GF Cinnamon Raisin Bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SQsrhzRejRI/AAAAAAAAAWo/XLjZ6Az-3BU/s1600-h/Cinnamon+Bread+and+Pumpkins+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263348449211747602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SQsrhzRejRI/AAAAAAAAAWo/XLjZ6Az-3BU/s320/Cinnamon+Bread+and+Pumpkins+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I admit it: I've been very lazy in the kitchen these days. I'm on the lookout for shortcuts, tricks, and ways to get good results in the kitchen with not-too-much effort. I picked up a package of Bob's Red Mill GF Cinnamon Raisin Bread Mix, and thought I'd give it a shot. This is a yeast bread, so those of you that are avoiding yeast will want to steer clear of this one. I was pleasantly surprised by the texture of the bread as it came out of the oven. . . it looked liked cinnamon raisin bread should look. I did not use the recommended 9X5 loaf pan (have I mentioned that I burned something in my loaf pan a while back? Long story, I'll get to it another day), so I opted for an 8X8 pan instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here are my two main gripes about how this bread turned out. First of all, it is just not sweet enough. I don't like when bread like this is overly sweet, but this was in serious need of some sweetness. This bread was crying out for some jelly, if for no other reason than to add some much needed sugar. Also, the bread has a pretty noticeable saltiness to it. I'm not sure what is causing it. My guess is it have something to do with the yeast, but I could be wrong about that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will give credit where it's due: the texture is quite good, and I was glad the bread didn't have an overwhelming garbanzo bean taste like some other bread mixes I've tried. I have a hard time with breads that use liberal amounts of garbanzo or fava bean flours. To me they give baked goods an odd aftertaste. Fortunately, the folks at Bob's left that out, opting for a different flour mix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So would I buy this again? Maybe. The kids liked it, though even they asked me to pass the jelly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-2201257481212669898?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2201257481212669898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=2201257481212669898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2201257481212669898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2201257481212669898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/10/bobs-gf-cinnamon-raisin-bread.html' title='Bob&apos;s GF Cinnamon Raisin Bread'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SQsrhzRejRI/AAAAAAAAAWo/XLjZ6Az-3BU/s72-c/Cinnamon+Bread+and+Pumpkins+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-6697395834508673661</id><published>2008-10-24T13:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T13:27:54.990-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Back In Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SQIDW0Mfd0I/AAAAAAAAAWI/CeC1WyAItew/s1600-h/130507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260771005225203522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SQIDW0Mfd0I/AAAAAAAAAWI/CeC1WyAItew/s320/130507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We're back from our vacation, and what a wonderful vacation it was. Once I get around to uploading the photos, I'll be sure to share a few pictures. We had a blast, and I'm sorry the trip had to end...but alas, it's time to get back to the real world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh yeah, and there should be some cooking going on on this blog, right? Today I picked up a package of Bob's Red Mill Gluten Free Cinnamon Raisin Bread Mix (wow, that was a mouthful) to try out. The kids will be home from school soon, and I can't think of a better thing to come home to than the smell of fresh baked goodness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This weekend we're hitting the pumpkin patch and the costume shop. Halloween is just a week away, and this slacker has yet to look for costumes for Ayden and Zoe. Party City here we come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm thinking of making this picture my new profile picture. Thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-6697395834508673661?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6697395834508673661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=6697395834508673661' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/6697395834508673661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/6697395834508673661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-in-town.html' title='Back In Town'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SQIDW0Mfd0I/AAAAAAAAAWI/CeC1WyAItew/s72-c/130507.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-8981652615496530554</id><published>2008-10-15T18:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T18:56:21.505-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edumacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>With These Kids, I'll Never Run Out of Blog-able Material</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SPZyt9Doh7I/AAAAAAAAAWA/x66OOO3uyDY/s1600-h/First+day+of+school+and+cookies+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257515748811114418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SPZyt9Doh7I/AAAAAAAAAWA/x66OOO3uyDY/s320/First+day+of+school+and+cookies+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My son wins the prize for the funniest line of the week. This week the school fundraiser began...and Lord help me they are selling cookie dough. I say "Lord help me" because they are difficult to resist;  I want to eat them even though I can't. Zoe can't go anywhere near them, which means Flamenco Dad, Ayden, and my mother-in-law are going to be getting their cookie on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, I digress...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Since Ayden is new to the school thing, naturally he is also new to the school fundraiser thing. He hops into the car and announces that the school is having a cookie-dough fundraiser. The class that sells the most gets an ice cream party. He TOTALLY wants the free ice cream. And he tells me that he's going to miss out the ice cream party because he can't sell cookie dough, 'cause he doesn't even know how to MAKE cookie dough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Had I been drinking a beverage at the time, it would have shot clear out my nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-8981652615496530554?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8981652615496530554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=8981652615496530554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8981652615496530554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8981652615496530554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/10/with-these-kids-ill-never-run-out-of.html' title='With These Kids, I&apos;ll Never Run Out of Blog-able Material'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SPZyt9Doh7I/AAAAAAAAAWA/x66OOO3uyDY/s72-c/First+day+of+school+and+cookies+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-3184742503040815127</id><published>2008-10-13T10:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:01:05.456-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Looking Forward to a Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, it's almost that time of year again...the Flamenco Family is headed on another road trip! I know, I know, I've been gone from this blog for so long...everyone probably thought I was taking a permanent vacay from this thing. But no! I'm still here, I've just been a slacker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This weekend we're renting a cabin in Ellijay, Georgia, which is about an hour away from Atlanta. As luck would have it, the Georgia Apple Festival is this weekend, so we'll be there at just the right time. Our cabin has internet access (how rustic!); I'm planning to post at least once while away.  Our itinerary includes visits to attractions like Amicalola Falls State Park, the Blue Ridge Scenic Railway, the Tennessee Aquarium, and the Appalachian Trail (we hope), so I'm looking forward to some picturesque views and many photo opportunities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The familia is in some serious need to time out of town. Flamenco Dad and I have been working hard, and the kiddies--especially Miss Zoe--have been putting in lots of time on school work. Ayden is loving kindergarten, and he already has a group of buddies to call his own. We are also bringing my mother-in-law along. She doesn't get to travel much, so we thought it would be nice to take her with us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We're all really excited about the upcoming trip. I'll try to post here at least once before we hit the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-3184742503040815127?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3184742503040815127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=3184742503040815127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/3184742503040815127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/3184742503040815127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/10/looking-forward-to-vacation.html' title='Looking Forward to a Vacation'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-1498481197167811918</id><published>2008-09-20T08:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T08:18:07.950-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday 9'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memes'/><title type='text'>Saturday 9: Would You Take Them Back?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Think of all your exes. Would you take any of them back? No way, the man I married is pretty darn spectacular!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. What was the first car you drove? What happened to it? It belonged to an old boyfriend I had in high school. He thought he'd teach me how to drive. Two driving lessons later, I dumped him...he was the meanest driving instructer EVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. What’s the longest amount of time you have driven a car non-stop? Five hours, from Miami to Tampa on a road trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Have you ever been stood up on a date? If yes, when? Not that I can recall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. What TV network do you watch the most? Bravo, by a mile. I'm hooked on Project Runway, Top Chef, and Shear Genius. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. Pick out a song you like that has special meaning to you. Share with us what song is it, and what’s the meaning to you. "Kiss from a Rose" from Seal. It's not that I particularly love the song, but it was the hot song the summer I met my husband so it brings back memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. Who was your first celebrity crush on? Johnny Depp. Is it weird that I still have a crush on him? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. What is your favorite romantic comedy movie? Moonstruck. Some of the best movie lines ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. It has been said, "First Loves Are Never Over." Is this true for you? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-1498481197167811918?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1498481197167811918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=1498481197167811918' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1498481197167811918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1498481197167811918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturday-9-would-you-take-them-back.html' title='Saturday 9: Would You Take Them Back?'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-8460013483441489720</id><published>2008-09-06T10:19:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T19:53:07.472-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Where's The Platform?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When I finally became eligible to vote, I rushed out to my local Supervisor of Elections and promptly filled out my voter registration form; I was excited to finally be able to take part in the process. I grew up in a home where my parents didn't vote, and I always thought it was unfortunate that my parents didn't take it seriously. My grandpa, a Korean War vet, never missed an election; and I'm glad that his enthusiasm for exercising the right to vote has rubbed off on me. Flamenco Dad and I take our politics seriously; and we've explained to our kids the importance of voting. Zoe was surprised when I told her that women got the right to vote just 88 years ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In the interest of keeping my sanity, I have declared a moratorium on watching all this nonsense going on in the news (television, radio, and internet) with respect to the Democratic and Republican presidential candidates and their respective running mates. I keep looking for information on platforms; I want to know what these people believe in, what these candidates suggest is best for our country...and all I'm getting is "Vote for me, because the &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; guy is...(insert nasty comment here)." I don't want to vote &lt;em&gt;against&lt;/em&gt; someone. I want to vote &lt;em&gt;for&lt;/em&gt; someone, because I feel they can best represent me. So far, I'm not hearing issues, I'm hearing insults. I don't believe either party is doing an effective job in relaying its vision for our country; and this has left me disappointed, angry and offended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To make matters worse, the news and entertainment media have now gotten in on the action. Competing news and entertainment markets (I'm grouping them together because the line seems to be blurring between what is news and what is "entertainment") have gotten to the point where it has become something akin to mud wrestling matches or wet t-shirt contests. It's almost a race to see who can be the most outrageous and garner the most attention by printing or broadcasting the most sensational stories. Sorry, I don't mean to offend mud-wrestlers or wet t-shirt contest participants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But come on: is this what news is supposed to be about? I want my newspeople to &lt;em&gt;just. read. the. news&lt;/em&gt;. You remember the news, right? Where stories are researched, confirmed, and fact-checked, and then broadcast to the public without the anchors interjecting their own personal slant? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And when did the entertainment media decide that they should get in on this? Internets, if I'm watching an entertainment program or reading a magazine, I just want to know who wore what, what the hot trends are in fashion, which movies suck and which movies deserve my eight bucks (plus the price of a Cherry Coke). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So I'm going to conduct some research of my own. No more of this baloney I keep watching on television or reading online. I want to know what these candidates believe, and how they plan to lead the country. Wish me luck. I have a feeling this is going to be an uphill battle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-8460013483441489720?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8460013483441489720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=8460013483441489720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8460013483441489720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8460013483441489720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-platform.html' title='Where&apos;s The Platform?'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-7873791761160615222</id><published>2008-09-05T20:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T21:20:49.900-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Products'/><title type='text'>Laptop Leftovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SMHWLzVCjtI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Xvgy59CheQ0/s1600-h/My+Laptop+Lunch+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242706939481329362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SMHWLzVCjtI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Xvgy59CheQ0/s320/My+Laptop+Lunch+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Remember &lt;a href="http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-do-you-do-lunch.html"&gt;this post &lt;/a&gt;I wrote a while back about the Zoe's lunchbox? Well, I love the darn thing so much I bought one for Ayden and one for myself. Of course we each have a different color (to prevent the inevitable fights over which lunchbox belongs to which person); and since red is my favorite color, I purchased this &lt;a href="http://www.laptoplunches.com/products.html"&gt;lovely lunchbox &lt;/a&gt;in black with red inserts. Oh, and the carrying case? Red and black...too cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm trying to adhere to gluten and casein free as much as possible. It's not too difficult, since I already prepare all Zoe's food; the only time I find myself in a pinch is when I don't plan ahead. So I'm now being more diligent about doing just that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today I had some leftover Pineapple Fried Rice (I went out for Thai food after class last night), salad greens with dressing, some spicy peanuts, and some fresh blueberries. It was delicious, satisfying, and since everything was in moderate portions I felt like I was doing my body good. I'm planning to use this more often; especially on days when I'll be in class till late in the evening. Getting my learnin' on makes me hungry; and after sitting in class for six hours I'm usually ready to chew on my textbooks. That could get expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-7873791761160615222?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7873791761160615222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=7873791761160615222' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7873791761160615222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7873791761160615222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/09/laptop-leftovers.html' title='Laptop Leftovers'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SMHWLzVCjtI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Xvgy59CheQ0/s72-c/My+Laptop+Lunch+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-4349073018447399686</id><published>2008-08-21T09:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T09:42:16.437-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>I Just Don't Get It</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not sure why, but my post-tropical storm Fay post appears out-of-sequence with my other posts. Blogger is messin' with me again. Go figure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Discuss. Anybody know why this may have happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-4349073018447399686?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4349073018447399686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=4349073018447399686' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4349073018447399686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4349073018447399686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-just-dont-get-it.html' title='I Just Don&apos;t Get It'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-7813669454424965729</id><published>2008-08-18T16:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T16:28:27.352-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>No Way, Fay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SKnY8Y4_mVI/AAAAAAAAAVc/olikzyBkCAQ/s1600-h/No+Way+Fay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235954573780162898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SKnY8Y4_mVI/AAAAAAAAAVc/olikzyBkCAQ/s320/No+Way+Fay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fay, you are definitely harshing my mellow. Today my kids started school--Ayden started kindergarten--and already they have a weather day off tomorrow. Why? Because Fay is coming. Crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Electricity and internet connectivity permitting, I'll be posting live on here tomorrow intermittently during the storm. And who knows? Maybe I'll have some helpful hints to share for keeping your kids--and yourselves--sane during those times when you just have to hunker down, stay safe, and wait out some nasty weather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess now would be a good time for me to get the board games and reading material ready. For anyone in Fay's path: stay safe, keep listening to the weather reports, and if you are asked to evacuate..do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;photo: The Weather Channel, &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/"&gt;http://www.weather.com/&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-7813669454424965729?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7813669454424965729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=7813669454424965729' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7813669454424965729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7813669454424965729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-way-fay.html' title='No Way, Fay!'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SKnY8Y4_mVI/AAAAAAAAAVc/olikzyBkCAQ/s72-c/No+Way+Fay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-7606049658552530495</id><published>2008-08-13T18:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T09:39:05.459-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>It Was Supposed to Rain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The tropical storm was a non-event here, literally. It was a bit cloudy, but we got nary a drop of rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just kidding! We spent the weather day at home with the kiddies, who were anxious to get back to class. Zoe and Ayden had a great first day of school. They both love their new teachers, and have already made new friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In other news, I finally got that much-needed haircut. And I gotta say...it's mighty cute. I'll try to post a new photo today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There may also be some actual cooking happening here at Casa Flamenco today. More to follow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-7606049658552530495?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7606049658552530495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=7606049658552530495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7606049658552530495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7606049658552530495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-was-supposed-to-rain.html' title='It Was Supposed to Rain...'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-2324381149253633666</id><published>2008-08-13T18:32:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T19:10:31.861-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edumacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>See You In September--I Mean, August</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SKNlCiFYhjI/AAAAAAAAAVU/U3hMgKCXoO4/s1600-h/eddy+guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234138286118176306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SKNlCiFYhjI/AAAAAAAAAVU/U3hMgKCXoO4/s320/eddy+guitar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello, Internets! I have returned from my self-imposed exile, and I've got lots to share. Man, the summer just flew by here at Casa de Flamenco. I wrapped up summer school at the end of last week, and Ayden finished the week before that. My little guy absolutely LOVED pre-K, and is looking forward to starting kindergarten on Monday, and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And I cannot believe I just typed that. It seems like I just gave birth to the little bugger last week, and now I'm getting ready to send him off to school. I think I'm gonna need a martini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This summer was particularly challenging for me because I am now a full-time college girl. It was no easy feat, but I made it through the semester with my sanity (relatively) intact. The best part of all is that I kicked hairy a** this semester, with 2 A's and 1 A+. Can I get a "hell yeah"? I've signed up for 4 classes this fall. Wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Miss Zoe is starting 5th grade next week, in a mainstream classroom. We're so proud of her--and we're on the edge of our seats wondering how she'll do in her new classroom setting. Tomorrow we're going to meet her new teacher and give Zoe a tour of the new classroom...best to get the lay of the land before Monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And in other (read: embarrassing for my daughter) news, I had to take Zoe--gulp--bra shopping recently. I haven't recovered from &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;one yet. Could someone please explain to me why it's so hard to find a non-trampy-looking bra for my pre-teen daughter? I mean, it's not like we were shopping at Victoria's Secret or Frederick's of Hollywood. Since when does a child need a push-up bra? Hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh, and you know I couldn't leave out Flamenco Dad. In addition to busting his butt all summer teaching and playing weddings, he was asked to be a part of a book about guitar technique. FD was given the task of demonstrating some chords in photos to appear in the book. So he got to be a model for a day! The picture above is not going to be in the book, but it's an awfully cute picture, so I thought I'd share it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There's more to cover, but I'm exhausted. I'll save the rest for another day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-2324381149253633666?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2324381149253633666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=2324381149253633666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2324381149253633666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2324381149253633666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/08/see-you-in-sept-i-mean-august.html' title='See You In September--I Mean, August'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SKNlCiFYhjI/AAAAAAAAAVU/U3hMgKCXoO4/s72-c/eddy+guitar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-1262910584840245480</id><published>2008-08-01T13:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T13:54:26.319-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edumacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Be Back Soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello, internets! I've been a naughty blogger...few posts, no visiting other blogs...what gives? Well, next week is my last week of summer school; so I'll soon have plenty of time after that to share lots of gfcf goodness and family fun. I promise!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I had a bad run of it with wheat and dairy recently; this was partly due to laziness, and partly due to the fact that I've been so busy that I haven't been very well organized in the kitchen and have dined on-the-go more than I care to even think about. Yuck. Folks, it hasn't been pretty. But I'm determined to get back on the bandwagon. Fear not: Zoe has adhered steadfastly to eating gfcf. I guess I took what precious little time I had to hook Zoe up, but I neglected to do the same for myself. Chalk that one up to a lesson learned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In the meantime, keep your fingers crossed that I do well on my finals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-1262910584840245480?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1262910584840245480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=1262910584840245480' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1262910584840245480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1262910584840245480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/08/be-back-soon.html' title='Be Back Soon'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-1924438386404918897</id><published>2008-07-25T08:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T08:28:24.265-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whole Foods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Unexpected Treats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SInC3NFrKZI/AAAAAAAAAVM/AlCmvy8BeCY/s1600-h/pineapple_25450_lg.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226923096202226066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SInC3NFrKZI/AAAAAAAAAVM/AlCmvy8BeCY/s320/pineapple_25450_lg.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am not a gardener; in fact, I'm one of those rare breeds you hear about that can actually kill plastic plants. So it's little wonder that I don't even try to plant or grow things in my yard. But a while back something appeared to be blooming in my yard...and miraculously, I managed to not kill it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had some landscapers come in and do some put in some new grass and trim a few of our trees. One of the gentlemen knocked on our door and said, "I don't know if you know this, but you got a pineapple growing in the yard."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A pineapple you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So we checked it out, and sure enough it was an actual pineapple. As if the fact that it was growing so nicely wasn't surprising enough (no one was taking care of it), none of us recall ever even planting this thing. What the....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Flamenco Dad and I talked it over, and we came to the only reasonable sounding conclusion. You see, my father-in-law LOVES to garden. When he lived in this house he was constantly planting and mowing and trimming...you get the idea. Well, he hasn't lived here in years, but he's become what I have called "The Phantom Gardener," secretly planting things in our garden and my brother-in-law's garden. Over at the BIL's place, he planted some avocado a few years back. Anyway, we concluded that he was the one who planted the pineapple around the same time he planted the avocados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Three days ago we cut the pineapple from its home and brought it inside. We marvelled at it for a day or so--this was a full grown, live pineapple that actually came from our own yard--then we cut into it and ate it. It was one of the sweeteswt, juiciest pineapples I've ever tasted. Initially I contemplated using it to make some pineapple bread or smoothies, but this baby was great on its own, no baking, blending or grilling required. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-1924438386404918897?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1924438386404918897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=1924438386404918897' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1924438386404918897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1924438386404918897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/07/unexpected-treats.html' title='Unexpected Treats'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SInC3NFrKZI/AAAAAAAAAVM/AlCmvy8BeCY/s72-c/pineapple_25450_lg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-8930377104022855683</id><published>2008-07-11T20:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T20:58:26.447-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Love'/><title type='text'>Come Check It Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesforspecialneeds.com/"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-19" title="5 Minutes for Special Needs" height="125" alt="5 Minutes for Special Needs" src="http://www.5minutesforparenting.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/special-needs-125x125-1.png" width="125" vspace="10" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have a new, second home on the internet. &lt;a href="http://5minutesforspecialneeds.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 Minutes for Special Needs&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;is a site for families with special needs children. Yours truly was asked to be a contributor for this site, so I'll be posting there on Mondays and Thursdays. In addition to myself, there are several other moms and dads from all over the internet who are sharing their own stories and experiences on the site. Come on over and show us some love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-8930377104022855683?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8930377104022855683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=8930377104022855683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8930377104022855683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8930377104022855683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/07/come-check-it-out.html' title='Come Check It Out'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-8863081341292657291</id><published>2008-07-08T19:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:27:55.543-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edumacation'/><title type='text'>Dear Institution of Higher Learning,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SHP0wfpHyxI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-NjEp7fXFQg/s1600-h/190300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220785507017411346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SHP0wfpHyxI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-NjEp7fXFQg/s320/190300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are kicking my butt. Being a full-time college student, while managing a household with a hubby and two kids is no walk in the park. My roots are growing in, and I have no time to get them done. I can't remember the last time I had a mani and a pedi. I've had a Netflix movie here in my house for close to a month that I haven't watched yet. The good news it that my children and hubby are fed, bathed, have freshly-washed laundry, and still get some time with yours truly. By the end of the day I am totally beat...I pretty much collapse onto my bed at night, and don't even move till my alarm rings at six.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But you wanna know something? Even though I'm tired and my brain hurts, going through this process is so incredibly rewarding that it's hard to put it into words. I feel challenged, I feel motivated, I feel excited. I look forward to learning more and more. And even though I've got about eleventy million pages to read by Thursday, I'm really loving it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That all may change come finals week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Respectfully,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-8863081341292657291?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8863081341292657291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=8863081341292657291' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8863081341292657291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8863081341292657291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/07/dear-institution-of-higher-learning.html' title='Dear Institution of Higher Learning,'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SHP0wfpHyxI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-NjEp7fXFQg/s72-c/190300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-4868531188701245320</id><published>2008-06-25T14:27:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T14:42:43.427-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Products'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Mother-Daughter Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SGKOcVynU8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/97wMq76XRuw/s1600-h/Cookies+and+Silpat+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215887935985374146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SGKOcVynU8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/97wMq76XRuw/s320/Cookies+and+Silpat+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Weep with me, internets: my son started pre-kindergarten this week. I do realize that this should be a time for celebration, and believe me when I say that it is. But the part of me that misses having my little buddy home with me all day is a bit sad. I know, I know...suck it up, right? Ayden is in school from 7:30 a.m. until 4:30 p.m. in preparation for kindergarten, which starts in August. My little boy's growing up right before my eyes. When we dropped him off on Monday, he made a beeline straight for the toys in his classroom. I said good-bye to him and his reply was something along the lines of, "yeah, Mom, whatever, bye already!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Zoe and I will be spending lots of mother-daughter time together over the summer. Since her brother's in school and her dad's teaching a few days a week, we get lots of girl time. I took her on a walking tour of the university, which she loved. Zoe really loved when I took her to the campus bookstore and upstairs to Starbucks, where she got to sit in the cafe with her juice like a big gal while her mom had some chai tea. This Friday we will (weather permitting) head out to the beach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today, however, we baked cookies. And oh, were they good. I used Bob's Red Mill Mix to prep these cookies ( a good go-to mix), but for me the best part was that I got to break out the Silpat. I'm not a Francophile, but but I gotta say this is one of my favorite French imports. No greasing of the baking pan required, and no burnt cookies...ever. I bought this about three years ago at my neighborhood kitchenware emporium (read: my second home), and it is one of my favorite kitchen items. Did I mention that the cookies NEVER burn on this thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-4868531188701245320?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4868531188701245320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=4868531188701245320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4868531188701245320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4868531188701245320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/06/mother-daughter-time.html' title='Mother-Daughter Time'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SGKOcVynU8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/97wMq76XRuw/s72-c/Cookies+and+Silpat+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-4486107987441631444</id><published>2008-06-13T21:29:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T17:02:05.809-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Field Trip Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SFMfx65QIaI/AAAAAAAAAUY/YiTYSEjG_2M/s1600-h/MFA+and+Candy+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211544136281235874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SFMfx65QIaI/AAAAAAAAAUY/YiTYSEjG_2M/s320/MFA+and+Candy+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just because I'm busy getting ready for my final exam, that doesn't mean that I can't take my kids out and show them a good time. I don't know if the fact that I took the children on a field trip today means that I'm a cool mom or if I'm just perfecting the art of skipping out on studying. Either way, we had a blast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SFMfs_dHZlI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/KNk0VGdMatE/s1600-h/MFA+and+Candy+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211544051606054482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SFMfs_dHZlI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/KNk0VGdMatE/s320/MFA+and+Candy+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Zoe, Ayden and I headed over to the Museum of Fine Arts in St. Petersburg. Flamenco Dad teaches in the area on Fridays, so I used that as an opportunity to expose the kids to some artwork. I dropped dad off at work, and we were on our way. The kids enjoyed the museum, though after 2+ hours, my son was ready to bust out of there. We all enjoyed the interactive gallery the museum has set up. It's got lots of artwork and drawing materials so kids can draw and take their masterpieces home with them. Also, I got a chance to school my kids on some of the artwork; they have a very respectable collection of Greek and Roman art and Zoe in particular had lots of questions about the sculptures, paintings, and decorative pieces. We also saw two beautiful Monets, a Cezanne, a Renoir, and a very interesting collection of Pre-Columbian artifacts. I forgot to mention that they have a large number of pieces of South Asian art: plenty of Buddhas, Shivas, and the like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SFMflpn0W2I/AAAAAAAAAUI/xLs8p4C_IVo/s1600-h/MFA+and+Candy+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211543925486279522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SFMflpn0W2I/AAAAAAAAAUI/xLs8p4C_IVo/s320/MFA+and+Candy+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After the museum trip we picked Flamenco Dad up at work and had Thai lunch at one of our favorite restaurants on the beach. I've written about this particular restaurant before (and of my profound love for Thai food), so needless to say we had a great lunch. Afterwards we drove up to this awesome candy shop called "The Candy Kitchen." It's a local landmark, which has been in business since 1950. They make their own ice creams, taffies, and fudge, and they carry lots of nostalgia candies (wax lips and Necco wafers anyone?). As one might suspect there weren't too many GFCF treats there, but we found something for everyone. The inside of the shop is covered wall-to-wall with different candy packaging, and the ceiling has all sorts of writing, done in black permanent marker. I didn't take a picture of the inside of the shop (I didn't want to freak out the salespeople or any customers), but I couldn't resist going around back to get a shot of this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SFMfeYf3PfI/AAAAAAAAAUA/oB6ifLU_LfM/s1600-h/MFA+and+Candy+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211543800630427122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SFMfeYf3PfI/AAAAAAAAAUA/oB6ifLU_LfM/s320/MFA+and+Candy+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People, this is the bathroom. I have to go on record here and say that I did not follow Flamenco Dad into the men's room. This is one bathroom to be used by all, and it opens up into the parking lot so the whole world gets to see this crazy looking room. I actually had him stand there to take the picture, because I didn't want to have a picture of a toilet on my pretty pink blog. I figured the sink would be enough to demonstrate that this is, in fact, the WC. The kids then wanted to take turns having their pictures taken standing in the doorway of the bathroom, but I decided against it--especially when I noticed a man in the parking lot staring at me, wondering what the hell I was doing taking pictures of a bathroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-4486107987441631444?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4486107987441631444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=4486107987441631444' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4486107987441631444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4486107987441631444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/06/field-trip-friday.html' title='Field Trip Friday'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SFMfx65QIaI/AAAAAAAAAUY/YiTYSEjG_2M/s72-c/MFA+and+Candy+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-3939789006348853029</id><published>2008-06-11T13:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T14:11:41.123-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Products'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kudos'/><title type='text'>Cupcakes and a Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SFARbMsvWvI/AAAAAAAAAT4/aSflaLYg3VA/s1600-h/Chocolate+Cupcakes+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210683927830682354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SFARbMsvWvI/AAAAAAAAAT4/aSflaLYg3VA/s320/Chocolate+Cupcakes+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really need to give a shout-out to the folks over at &lt;a href="http://www.cherrybrookkitchen.com/"&gt;Cherrybrook Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;. A while back I tested their Gluten Free Sugar Cookie Mix, and was very pleased with the results. This time, I tried their Gluten Free Dreams Chocolate Cake Mix, and it was heavenly. The product is gluten free, dairy free, egg free, peanut free, tree nut free...and FABULOUS! All I added was some oil, water, and vanilla; poured the mix into these cute little Barbie cupcake cups, bake at 350 for about 18 minutes, and presto! Baked yummy goodness. I topped these little gems with a homemade icing--which had some cocoa added to it because, you know, I love having a little chocolate with my chocolate! The texture of these cakes is perfect; not unlike a certain boxed cake mix that I used to buy in the supermarket a long time ago. Mmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The heat is oppressive around here lately, so I've been keeping the kids entertained with indoor activities. After dinner we turn the kids loose outside (by then the hottest time of the day has long since passed). After the cupcakes were out of the oven, I popped in a movie: Flicka. Ayden was not too enthused about it--I guess it's because it wasn't animated--but I thought it was very good. Since the kids have been around horses at their grandma's, and because there's a strong young female character in the movie, I thought Zoe might enjoy it; and she did. And because I'm a bit of a sap, I shed more than a tear or two by the end of the movie. If I don't get back to my homework soon, I'll be shedding a few more tears come exam day next week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-3939789006348853029?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3939789006348853029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=3939789006348853029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/3939789006348853029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/3939789006348853029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/06/cupcakes-and-movie.html' title='Cupcakes and a Movie'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SFARbMsvWvI/AAAAAAAAAT4/aSflaLYg3VA/s72-c/Chocolate+Cupcakes+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-8777959456452742260</id><published>2008-06-04T09:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T10:07:41.296-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Is It Over Already?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SEahm-avhXI/AAAAAAAAATw/Bo9Gcq2BPrk/s1600-h/Summer+Crafts+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208027710062822770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SEahm-avhXI/AAAAAAAAATw/Bo9Gcq2BPrk/s320/Summer+Crafts+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So today is Zoe's last day of school. I've been so busy with schoolwork that I really didn't see this coming, and I'm feeling a bit under-prepared. I try to have at least a vague game plan for what we're going to do for the next 2 1/2 months...and that hasn't happened yet. This is especially important for Zoe: she's so used to having a schedule that going through summer without at least a few things planned out is a recipe for disaster! Although I must say that I got a few things taken care of: I foraged through the kid's rooms (more specifically their closets) and I found a veritable treasure trove of crafting kits and art supplies that we're going to make use of this summer. Most of these items were either gifts from family and friends over Christmas or stuff I picked up from craft stores while rummaging through the sale bins. Either way, I've got the antidote for boredom this sumer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yesterday I looked into a kids' yoga class for Zoe and Ayden. Turns out there is a yoga studio directly in front of the studio where I take flamenco lessons. How convenient, right? Zoe is really into yoga these days, so I thought that might be something fun for the kids to do every so often. Ayden will be in preschool for part of the summer, so he'll be pretty busy for about 6 weeks during vacation this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Aside from that I will certainly have to make time for cooking with the kids. Zoe is particularly interested in learning to cook, so this might be a good time to get her started with a few simple things. She's already a pro at salad, and she's itching to try to make other things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The kids are hoping to spend some time at the beach. Flamenco Dad teaches on Fridays at a school near the gulf, so that might work out. What about you, internets? Any plans this summer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-8777959456452742260?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8777959456452742260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=8777959456452742260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8777959456452742260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8777959456452742260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/06/is-it-over-already.html' title='Is It Over Already?'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SEahm-avhXI/AAAAAAAAATw/Bo9Gcq2BPrk/s72-c/Summer+Crafts+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-4411453637900911776</id><published>2008-05-25T19:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T20:01:33.626-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remembering'/><title type='text'>So Long My Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SDn5sOavhWI/AAAAAAAAATo/AyKmGj9Y16w/s1600-h/Print+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204465382583141730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SDn5sOavhWI/AAAAAAAAATo/AyKmGj9Y16w/s320/Print+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This week we said goodbye to my friend and classmate, Barbara. This photo was taken at one of several events where Barbara (left), Flamenco Dad (seated), myself, and Bobbie (right) had the pleasure of performing together. Barbara and Bobbie are twins, and have spent their entire lives as companions, support systems, and friends--even when separated by entire continents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Barbara and Bobbie were born almost seventy-five years ago in the city I now call home. For many years, both worked for the government as secretaries for various military officials. Their jobs took them all over the world: Europe, Asia, Latin America, and the Carribean. Barbara even worked under an assistant to the US Secretary of State (can't tell you which one: she never told me). But one of the things people--myself included--found most fascinating about Barbara was her five years traveling as a performing with the Ringling Brothers Circus. She even joked that even though she worked under some big muckety-mucks in government, "Everybody wanted to hear about me riding elephants." Barbara also performed as a trapeze artist; when I heard that one, I couldn't believe my ears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I really enjoyed spending time with Barbara and Bobbie. Outside of class and rehearsals I got to hear stories about their upbringing, their lives abroad, and all the history they witnessed. It was truly a blessing to get to know them both. Barbara passed away this week, and I'm truly going to miss her. I feel for her family, who is missing a dear loved one. And I feel for her sister most of all, who is now missing her other half. I read in the paper today that Barbara's headstone reads "Ward Twins" under her name, and has a heart that is broken in half. How fitting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-4411453637900911776?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4411453637900911776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=4411453637900911776' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4411453637900911776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4411453637900911776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-long-my-friend.html' title='So Long My Friend'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SDn5sOavhWI/AAAAAAAAATo/AyKmGj9Y16w/s72-c/Print+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-251600827160760999</id><published>2008-05-24T19:21:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T19:32:24.945-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Ice Cream Sandwiches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SDijP-avhVI/AAAAAAAAATg/dICQg2J2W2I/s1600-h/Ice+Cream+Sandwich+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204088864275137874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SDijP-avhVI/AAAAAAAAATg/dICQg2J2W2I/s320/Ice+Cream+Sandwich+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today Zoe and I decided that we'd make a treat to usher in the unofficial start of summer. Since I'm not in much of a mood to bake today (more on that in tomorrow's post), we grabbed some dairy-free ice cream and some gfcf cookies and made some ice cream sandwiches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My daughter was in a bit of a hurry to eat hers, so rather than force her to watch longingly while I photograph her dessert, I just let her eat it. I figured I could snap a few candid shots while she had dessert and get her thoughts on the dessert. She loved it; in fact, she sat in complete silence and proceeded to slowly and deliberately devour the entire thing. I asked her more than once while she was eating what she thought of it; and she just kept right on eating. Once she was done, she told me that she liked it. And she also told me to stop taking pictures while she's trying to eat. Sorry, Zoe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-251600827160760999?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/251600827160760999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=251600827160760999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/251600827160760999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/251600827160760999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/05/ice-cream-sandwiches.html' title='Ice Cream Sandwiches'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SDijP-avhVI/AAAAAAAAATg/dICQg2J2W2I/s72-c/Ice+Cream+Sandwich+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-5049991485486109705</id><published>2008-05-23T15:50:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T16:19:16.506-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Products'/><title type='text'>How Do You Do Lunch?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SDcgW-avhUI/AAAAAAAAATY/jfqoByjb-d4/s1600-h/LaptopLunchSystem300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203663473534272834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SDcgW-avhUI/AAAAAAAAATY/jfqoByjb-d4/s320/LaptopLunchSystem300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am often asked how Zoe does lunch at school. It goes without saying that, given her dietary restrictions, Zoe can't just walk up to the lunch lady and grab a tray of what everyone else is having. We've been bagging school lunches for six years now; and as the daily routine of packing lunches developed I started to think more about waste-free (or reduced-waste) lunches. Think about it: all those years of zip-top bags and other assorted packaging really adds up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And then I found out about &lt;a href="http://www.laptoplunches.com/"&gt;Laptop Lunches&lt;/a&gt;. They are inspired by the Japanese Bento lunchboxes commonly used in Asia (and gaining in popularity here in the US). The company was founded in California by two moms who were looking for ways to help parents provide low-waste, nutritious lunches to their kids. Great idea, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There are lots of things I like about this product. First of all, everything is in its own compartment. Like many kids, Zoe HATES when different foods that don't belong together mingle with each other on a plate. Since everything is stored separately, that is not an issue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Second, organizing food this way goes a long way in teaching my kids about nutrition. When Zoe sits down to lunch every day she looks at a well-balanced meal with proper servings of fruit, vegetables, protein, etc. As someone who came from a home where good nutrition wasn't promoted, I want to reinforce the concepts of healthy eating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Next, this product goes a long way in reducing the amount of trash we generate each day. Again I go back to all those zip-top bags and single-serving products (like juice containers) that we used to use. The lunch system comes home with Zoe every day, I wash it, and we're good to go the next day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Finally, how cute is this thing? The photo above is from the company's website, but Zoe's is an adorable pink one that has a carrying case in...you guessed it, PINK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm buying one for myself to take lunch with me to school; Zoe refuses to share hers with me, even over the summer. I'll be in school full time starting in August, so I need my own anyway. Of course I can't do pink, but perhaps periwinkle blue, or multi-color. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-5049991485486109705?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5049991485486109705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=5049991485486109705' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/5049991485486109705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/5049991485486109705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-do-you-do-lunch.html' title='How Do You Do Lunch?'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SDcgW-avhUI/AAAAAAAAATY/jfqoByjb-d4/s72-c/LaptopLunchSystem300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-2735445856993521508</id><published>2008-05-22T21:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T21:26:03.677-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><title type='text'>Beta-Carotene with Dessert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SDYZOOavhTI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Oe5St3yb2DE/s1600-h/Carrot+Cake+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203374151652312370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SDYZOOavhTI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Oe5St3yb2DE/s320/Carrot+Cake+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I bought a gigantic bag of organic carrots at Publix last week, and have been working my way through that bag via as many culinary applications as I can. I've been cutting up some carrots daily and leaving them on my kitchen counter as a great snack food for us and the kiddies, I've served them with a delicious white bean and garlic spread, soup, stir-fry...you name it, I'm trying it. Ayden mentioned that he was afraid he'd turn orange after eating all these carrots--apparently there was an episode of &lt;em&gt;The Magic Schoolbus&lt;/em&gt; where one of the kids turns an interesting shade of orange after eating too many carrots. Go figure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I decided to resurrect a carrot cake recipe that I used to make (in the pre-gfcf days), and began tweaking it so that it's Zoe (and Mom) friendly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The results? Well, I'm of two minds about this one. The plusses: the cake came out very moist, definitely a good thing. The mixture of flour I used (sorghum, rice, arrowroot, and corn) gave the cake a nice texture, which I appreciate. The minuses: I don't know if it's because I've cut out almost all the sugar in my diet, but the cake was WAY too sweet for me this time. I'm going to bake it again with half the sugar and see if that makes a difference. Also, the cake is heavier than I remember (again, this may have to do with my dietary changes). As I mentioned, I am going to reformulate the recipe to hopefully address these issues.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In the meantime, here's a photo of Attempt #1. Pardon the photo: the lighting was just not good at the time I took the picture. Oh, and I almost forgot the frosting...yeah, that was also too sweet for me. I guess I should be excited about the fact that I may have finally turned a corner on my sweet tooth, but a tasty piece of cake with a cup of tea would have really hit the spot today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-2735445856993521508?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2735445856993521508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=2735445856993521508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2735445856993521508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2735445856993521508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/05/beta-carotene-with-dessert.html' title='Beta-Carotene with Dessert'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SDYZOOavhTI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Oe5St3yb2DE/s72-c/Carrot+Cake+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-1403649452528387407</id><published>2008-05-19T20:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:16:20.225-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flamenco Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dining Out'/><title type='text'>Date Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I assisted my sweetie at a wedding this Saturday. Flamenco Dad was hired to play for the ceremony and coctail hour at this particular affair, and I was to help with moving equipment from the ceremony area to the cocktail hour area. I also got to help with cueing him on music changes during the course of the ceremony. It was lots of fun, and the venue was gorgeous! It was at a beautiful historic hotel in town, a lovely century-old building with a definite Spanish influence. The ceremony was very nice--thanks in no small part to the musical accompaniment; but also because it's always so heartwarming to see a young, in-love couple about to embark on a lifelong journey. I heart weddings! Ah, romance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, after our wedding business was done FD and I went out for dinner. We made arrangements with my mother-in-law to watch the kiddies, and we went out for tapas. Going out for tapas is so much fun! In the first place, what's not to love about sangria? Also, since you order small plates of different bites of food, it's a great social meal. Everyone picks out a few things they'd like to try, and the table just digs in. Now, doing a meal like this gfcf requires some careful planning; but it's not impossible. One of the great things about Mediterranean cooking is that the foods that are the focus of this style off this cooking are gfcf-friendly; lots of fresh produce, lean proteins, some grains. The best advice I can give is to scour the menu ultra carefully and ask lots of questions to your waiter. The restaurant where we ate this time is one we've visited before, so we instantly gravitated towards certain items. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;One of my favorite things to order for tapas is artichokes; roasted, marinated in olive oil, with a mix of herbs. Also, tortilla is very tasty--I occasionally make this at home. Basically it's an omelet made with onions and potatoes that are very thinly sliced. On our latest trip to the tapas restaurant we shared some braised lamb shank that was served with a tomato sauce that had some vegetables and fava beans. Oh, and I almost forgot about paella. This place also serves several varieties of paella; some are vegetarian, some are not, some are even made with black rice (the kind with squid ink--okay, I'm not a fan of black rice, but my husband loves it). I did take a few bites of the dessert my husband ordered, but I diverted my eyes and focused on the berries that served as colorful garnish on the plate. It was a sweet finish to a sweet evening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-1403649452528387407?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1403649452528387407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=1403649452528387407' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1403649452528387407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1403649452528387407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/05/date-night.html' title='Date Night'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-7614707186569740217</id><published>2008-05-16T14:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T14:52:53.565-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Products'/><title type='text'>A Plate of Crumbs Doesn't Make A Pretty Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I live in a home of eaters. I'm not gonna lie...we enjoy getting our grub on around here. The kids are growing quickly, and with that rapid growth come some pretty big appetites. Why do I bring this up? Because I baked a lovely loaf of gluten free bread, of which I desperately wanted to take some photographs, which my children quickly tore into. I think that before I take anything out of the oven (or in this case, the bread machine) that I need to have my camera at the ready in my kitchen. This loaf of bread? Did not stand a chance with my wee ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I picked up a package of &lt;a href="https://www.namastefoods.com/shopping/storefront/cgi-bin/news.cgi?Category=Home"&gt;Namaste Bread Mix&lt;/a&gt;. It's free of gluten, casein, potato, soy, and lots of other stuff. Now if you're egg-free and yeast-free, this bread is not for you; since I'm yeast-free, I had to pass on it. But I must say the bread smelled divine. I was pleased to see that it had a nice crust on the outside and a tender--and according to Zoe, chewy--inside. I put all the ingredients in my bread maker and pressed go. I find that with gfcf breads, I get better results if I set the machine to the whole wheat/dark settings. If using a bread machine, check your manufacturer's instructions. The bread mix has instructions for both oven and machine, so I may try it in my oven next time and see how it turns out. The kids loved it. Zoe has had it with PB and J as well as ham and soy cheese, and she thought it was awesome. Even Flamenco Dad and Ayden got in on the action; they ate it toasted with some Earth Balance spread, and I got thumbs up from both my guys. Next time I'll get a photo of the actual bread; all I've got right now is a sad looking plate of bread crumbs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-7614707186569740217?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7614707186569740217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=7614707186569740217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7614707186569740217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7614707186569740217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/05/plate-of-crumbs-doesnt-make-pretty.html' title='A Plate of Crumbs Doesn&apos;t Make A Pretty Picture'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-6361399491658625860</id><published>2008-05-07T19:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T14:38:09.703-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edumacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Many Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks to everyone who sent good vibes my way during the hell that was the end of the semester. I truly appreciate it. I made it through the semester unscathed--and I'm going to toot my own horn for a minute and share the fact that I had a 4.0 semester. Woo Hoo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This week I have a bit of a break while I prepare for summer school. Since I've now moved on to the university ( as opposed to the community college where I had been studying) I have a big 'ole pile of new red tape and a whole new bunch of administrative types to deal with. I'm nearly done, thank goodness. I do have to attend an orientation this Friday, finish up with registration, and fork over lots of money. I never like that last part; but learnin' costs money, and I've got to fork over the duckies if I want to get my learnin' on. I'm taking three courses this summer (provided I can finally register for them, of course): Classical Mythology, Early American Literature, and Religions of South Asia. Now that I've finally seen the last of math and science, I get to finally take courses that I find interesting. Good times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;During these last few days of peace, I decided to do some house cleaning. That end table with the one-inch thick layer of dust was finally dusted. I also gathered up some baking supplies to work on a few loaves of zucchini bread, some cookies, and some muffins--gotta leave the family well stocked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Once things get underway this summer, I may be a bit pressed for time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-6361399491658625860?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6361399491658625860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=6361399491658625860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/6361399491658625860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/6361399491658625860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/05/many-thanks.html' title='Many Thanks'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-2547326206599136051</id><published>2008-04-29T09:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T10:13:12.949-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edumacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Products'/><title type='text'>We Now Return To Our Regularly Scheduled Freak-Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Three words: Two. Exams. Today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've busted out my full arsenal of anxiety-busting help to get me through finals week. I've been drinking chamomile tea like it's going out of style, my &lt;a href="http://www.bachflower.com/"&gt;Bach's Rescue Remedy &lt;/a&gt; is on standby, and my lavendar-chamomile oil aromatherapy blend is at the ready. So far, so good; by Thursday (when exams are over and all my assignments are in) I should be feeling even better. Exhausted, but relieved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I came up for air this weekend long enough to bake a batch of cookies for the little ones, lest they stage a revolt and boot their mother for lack of tasty goodness coming from the kitchen. I tried a mix from &lt;a href="http://www.cherrybrookkitchen.com/"&gt;Cherrybrook Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;. It was a sugar cookie mix that Flamenco Dad and the kids thought was very good. To the mix you add butter or margarine depending on your preference, vanilla, and milk (cow, rice, or soy). Roll the cookies into into 2-inch balls, place on a cookie sheet, and bake till the cookies are a golden brown. I had some &lt;a href="http://www.purityfarms.com/"&gt;Purity Farms Ghee &lt;/a&gt;in my refrigerator so I used that instead of my usual Earth Balance; the result was a delightfully buttery cookie. I will say that I will use a bit less &lt;a href="http://www.purityfarms.com/"&gt;ghee&lt;/a&gt; next time--the cookies were almost too buttery in flavor. I guess I didn't take into account ghee's intense, buttery flavor.Also, even though it doesn't say so on the package, I recommend letting the dough chill in the refrigerator for a while before baking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay...back to work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-2547326206599136051?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2547326206599136051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=2547326206599136051' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2547326206599136051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2547326206599136051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-now-return-to-our-regularly.html' title='We Now Return To Our Regularly Scheduled Freak-Out'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-2201997195284552763</id><published>2008-04-24T12:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T12:50:57.412-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SBC3m2B0-SI/AAAAAAAAATI/Df3y4bD6QqQ/s1600-h/Ayden"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192852248324274466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SBC3m2B0-SI/AAAAAAAAATI/Df3y4bD6QqQ/s320/Ayden%27s+5th+Birthday+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know what you're thinking: okay lady, enough with the numerically-titled posts already! My little boy turned five over the weekend. You'd be right if you figured that I'm not over it yet. I don't know when it happened, but suddenly my son became a big kid. And while I'm loving watching him grow and really come into his own there is a large part of me that longingly recalls when he would willingly cuddle up with his mommy and lay his head on my chest and pat me on the shoulder with his tiny hand. Ah, memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We had some family over to mark the occasion. The family celebrated with much fun and a variety of treats--some (like the cake in the photo) were not gfcf; but we had plenty of food and sweets that were gfcf, so Zoe and I were able to partake as well. I ate some sugary sweets (which I paid for the next day), but all in all it was a wonderful day...although Mama here got more than a little misty-eyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-2201997195284552763?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2201997195284552763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=2201997195284552763' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2201997195284552763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2201997195284552763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/04/five.html' title='Five'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SBC3m2B0-SI/AAAAAAAAATI/Df3y4bD6QqQ/s72-c/Ayden%27s+5th+Birthday+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-1246800908907919975</id><published>2008-04-15T16:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T16:29:37.105-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Seis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was tagged by Lynn to come up with a list of six words to describe me. This was not an easy task; my over-analyzing nearly got the best of me on this one. Here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. friendly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. imaginative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. silly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. loyal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't know who tag for this one, so I invite everyone and anyone to take the challenge. Go for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-1246800908907919975?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1246800908907919975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=1246800908907919975' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1246800908907919975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1246800908907919975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/04/seis.html' title='Seis'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-8671093985569539660</id><published>2008-04-12T16:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T16:34:58.495-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><title type='text'>Avocado and Tomato Salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SAEbKlzGk4I/AAAAAAAAATA/cKO6xh1wJwM/s1600-h/Avocado+and+Tomato+Salad+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188458114466616194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SAEbKlzGk4I/AAAAAAAAATA/cKO6xh1wJwM/s320/Avocado+and+Tomato+Salad+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This week the supermarket had avocadoes on sale, so I jumped at the chance to make some avocado salad. Not that I needed much convincing, especially once I saw the yummy Ugly Ripe tomatoes that sat nearby just waiting for me to scoop them up. I cut up two ripe avocadoes, sliced up a tomato, chopped 1/4 of an onion and a handful of cilantro. I put everything in a bowl, squeezed the juice of one lime over it, added a few tablespoons of olive oil and added fresh cracked sea salt and pepper. Heaven on a plate! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had I been alone I might have eaten the entire thing myself, but I practiced some self-restraint. Besides, I remembered that avocadoes--while great for you--have quite a bit of fat. I had just enough to satisfy; the creaminess of the avocado, the juiciness of the tomato, the brightness of the cilantro, and the acidity of the lime juice make this really fantastic. Best of all, no stove required. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-8671093985569539660?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8671093985569539660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=8671093985569539660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8671093985569539660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8671093985569539660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/04/avocado-and-tomato-salad.html' title='Avocado and Tomato Salad'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/SAEbKlzGk4I/AAAAAAAAATA/cKO6xh1wJwM/s72-c/Avocado+and+Tomato+Salad+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-1802914141261362737</id><published>2008-04-11T17:20:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T18:44:29.028-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Shout-Outs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This week Zoe is home on spring break, which means we had a lot of time together to play and cook. Yippee! I made &lt;a href="http://glutenfreegoddess.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karina's&lt;/a&gt; delicious, made-my-toes-curl, &lt;a href="http://glutenfreegoddess.blogspot.com/2008/02/breakfast-cookies.html"&gt;Breakfast Cookies&lt;/a&gt;. Words cannot describe how good these are. My kids love them, I love them, even people in our family who aren't gfcf love them. Do yourself a favor: try these cookies. Don't be too surprised if they don't last long in your cookie jar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My good friend Lynn (of Free to Eat) has a new blog home, &lt;a href="http://somefoodsarenotmyfriends.blogspot.com/"&gt;Some Foods Are Not My Friends&lt;/a&gt;. She's got a recipe this week for GFCF Chex Mix. I remember eating Chex Party Mix at every party my family went to as a kid. Oh, the pangs of nostalgia. Did you know that there is now a Gluten Free Rice Chex? Joy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I did an interview with &lt;a href="http://preciouschild.contentquake.com/"&gt;Special Needs Parent&lt;/a&gt;, a site that covers a lot of information for families with special needs kids. &lt;a href="http://preciouschild.contentquake.com/"&gt;Preciouschild&lt;/a&gt; also features a blogger every Tuesday, and yours truly was on deck this week. You can have a look-see at the interview &lt;a href="http://preciouschild.contentquake.com/2008/04/08/featured-blogger-gluten-freecasein-free-mama/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A local reporter who was working on a piece about the head of the local celiac association and gluten-free eating contacted me last week to ask a few questions about our gfcf life. The article can be found &lt;a href="http://www2.tbo.com/content/2008/apr/11/4u-sifting-through-the-options/?life-health"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Mary includes links to a number to great gluten free and celiac resources. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh, and in case you missed it Flamenco Dad helped my post a video of part of our show on the blog. Thank you, FD! The video is not the greatest, especially since we had to set it up towards the back of the auditorium. It was great fun working with a pro like my hubby. I'm just an amateur; I do flamenco for fun. But music is his passion; I learn so much from doing these shows with him. Can you tell I'm sweet on this guy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-1802914141261362737?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1802914141261362737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=1802914141261362737' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1802914141261362737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1802914141261362737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/04/shout-outs.html' title='Shout-Outs'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-8686716205653914720</id><published>2008-04-08T09:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T17:11:23.375-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flamenco'/><title type='text'>How I Spent My Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So after a REALLY long week of paper writing, exam taking, and tons of busy work I had the pleasure of performing at a show with Flamenco Dad and two of my classmates from flamenco class. The performance was for a group of (primarily retired) music teachers and musicians. The director of our local chamber orchestra was there, as well as a few other people who support our local art scene. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bobbie and Barbara--my classmates--and I performed a few routines together; I had one solo number; FD and I did one number together, then Dad played several solos. The audience was wonderful! They were very supportive and really enthusiastic. After the peformance, many of the audience members told us how happy they were to have us there. It was great fun, and it felt wonderful to hear that we gave them a good show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We recorded the performance, and I will upload a clip of Flamenco Dad and me doing our routine. That is, if I can get it to work. Otherwise, I'll just place the YouTube link for it here. I may have to wait for FD to get home to do it, as I'm somewhat behind the curve on uploading videos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ru-XeOussYc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ru-XeOussYc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-8686716205653914720?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8686716205653914720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=8686716205653914720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8686716205653914720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8686716205653914720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-i-spent-my-friday.html' title='How I Spent My Friday'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-937620669026662649</id><published>2008-03-29T20:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T20:32:26.849-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><title type='text'>Black Bean Lime Salsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm really loving Clean Eating Magazine. Especially since the recent issue features an article with gluten-free recipes and a list of some gf products to check out. Yippee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I found this recipe for a black bean and lime salsa that just begs to be served either with some tortillas or with some rice. I love the bright flavor that cilantro and lime give to dishes; plus this recipe has the added bonus of flaxseed oil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Black Bean Lime Salsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;serves 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 cup black beans (cooked or sprouted)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 tomato, diced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 lime, cut into small pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/2 onion, diced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 tbsp. balsamic vinegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2 garlic cloves, finely chopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 cup coarsely chopped or torn fresh cilantro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/2 tsp. dried cayenne pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/2 tbsp. hemp oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/2 tbsp. flaxseed oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/4 tsp. sea salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mix all ingredients together in a small bown. If allowed to sit for a few hours, the ingredients will infuse each other with flavor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Note: if you'd rather not have bits of lime floating around in your salsa, you can just juice it. Also, if you can't find hemp oil, you can leave it out; substitue your favorite--I've been using grapeseed oil lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-937620669026662649?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/937620669026662649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=937620669026662649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/937620669026662649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/937620669026662649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/03/black-bean-lime-salsa.html' title='Black Bean Lime Salsa'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-9126979119349530231</id><published>2008-03-28T14:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T15:15:11.782-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Where's the Dog Whisperer When You Need Him?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I took my little guy out for a walk this afternoon, and had an encounter with an animal who could use some help from Cesar Millan (aka the Dog Whisperer). Ayden and I were minding our own business when a large, aggressive dog came barreling out to the street and tried to pounce! On! My! Son! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not quite sure who the owner of the dog is, but the fact is the dog escaped from its home (or was let out, I don't know) and proceeded to menace us for quite a long while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My son was petrified. I held on to Ayden for fear that he might try to run and get chased down by Cujo. The poor kid was crying, thinking the dog was going to hurt us. I got into Mama Bear mode and was not about to let the dog near Ayden...I've seen gator wrestling and frankly thought I might have to wrestle this dog. Have I mentioned yet that this dog was GINORMOUS? Okay, maybe he wasn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; big, but he was quite large with a muscular build reminiscent of a boxer or pit bull. Yikes. Regardless of the dog's size, it seemed like I was going to have to kick it's ass. Fortunately we were eventually able to get away from the dog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The dog was wearing a collar with a tag: needless to say I wasn't about to try to get so close that I could read it. But this would be a great time to let pet owners know that it is vitally important that you keep your beloved pet in a secure location. There are many children in my neighborhood (and many folks who walk for pleasure and/or fitness), and I fear that their safety could be compromised by a dog that behaves aggressively and is on the loose. The dog is in danger as well, make no mistake about it: it could be struck by an oncoming vehicle or stolen. I had dogs both big and small, cats, you name it growing up, so I know a thing or two about having a pet and the tremendous amount of responsibility that goes along with it. Loving your pet means taking care of it properly and being responsible for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sermon over! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*Note: I realize this post has nothing to do with gfcf food, but it has everything to do with staying healthy and safe. I promise there will be cooking later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-9126979119349530231?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/9126979119349530231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=9126979119349530231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/9126979119349530231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/9126979119349530231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/03/wheres-dog-whisperer-when-you-need-him.html' title='Where&apos;s the Dog Whisperer When You Need Him?'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-3252305956333100706</id><published>2008-03-22T20:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T20:24:00.946-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>It Was a Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R-WikSpMKQI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ccYVCvCHH30/s1600-h/Treasure+Island+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180725690723215618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R-WikSpMKQI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ccYVCvCHH30/s320/Treasure+Island+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Easter! Oh, and for some fun with Peeps, check &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/gallery/2008/03/21/GA2008032101983.html?sid=ST2008032102694"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-3252305956333100706?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3252305956333100706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=3252305956333100706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/3252305956333100706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/3252305956333100706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-was-good-friday.html' title='It Was a Good Friday'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R-WikSpMKQI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ccYVCvCHH30/s72-c/Treasure+Island+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-1808903612242748240</id><published>2008-03-14T20:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T20:36:18.558-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><title type='text'>Start All Over Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's no secret that I've got a beef with quinoa. I've tried it a few times with less-than-stellar results. Recently another blogger, the fabulous &lt;a href="http://lilwalnutbrain.blogspot.com/"&gt;Attila the Mom &lt;/a&gt;(I love that screen name), wrote to ask me if I had a quinoa recipe to share; she recently started making quinoa and has been quite happy with it. I was ready to tell ATM about my past kitchen experiences with this ingredient, but I figure if she's enjoying it I shouldn't poo-poo on her parade. Then I got to thinking that maybe I should give it one more shot, the old college try. Maybe I'll be presently surprised this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As luck would have it, I found the following recipe in the spring issue of &lt;a href="http://www.cleaneatingmag.com/"&gt;Clean Eating Magazine&lt;/a&gt;. While I haven't made it yet, I thought I'd share it with my buddy ATM and other quinoa lovers out there. I might give it one last shot this weekend--I've got all the ingredients. But this is the last chance. I mean it. Really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Quinoa Porridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Clean Eating Spring 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/2 cup uncooked quinoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 cup water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/2 tsp. cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pinch coarse sea salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/2 cup low-fat milk or unsweetened soy milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 apple, diced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/2 cup blueberries or sliced strawberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/8 cup chopped pecans or walnuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Agave syrup (optional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Add quinoa, water, cinnamon and salt to a small pot and bring to a boil. Reduce heat, cover and simmer for 15 minutes or until most of water has been absorbed. Add milk and simmer uncovered for an additional 10 minutes. Stir in apple, berries and nuts. cover and let sit for 10 minutes before serving. Porridge will thicken during this time. If desired, drizzle with agave syrup before serving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Serves 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-1808903612242748240?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1808903612242748240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=1808903612242748240' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1808903612242748240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1808903612242748240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/03/start-all-over-again.html' title='Start All Over Again'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-4173457784524890646</id><published>2008-03-13T15:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T16:09:03.651-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><title type='text'>Meatless Meals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm finding that I am becoming more and more interested in meatless meals. Please do not misunderstand me: I loves me some steak. And fried chicken? &lt;em&gt;Fuggedaboutit!&lt;/em&gt; I think I may have been switched at birth with one of Colonel Sanders' grandchildren. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, I am a big fan of beans and rice as a meal. The amino acids found in beans coupled with the amino acids in rice make a perfect protein; making it a great choice for a vegetarian dish. To me, black beans and rice is a meal sent straight from heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lentils continue to be a favorite, primarily because they don't require the soaking time that beans like black beans or great Northerns require. Simmering lentils for about a half hour or so usually is plenty of cooking time. I found the following recipe in a magazine put out my my local supermarket chain. There are many recipes available, and the ones I've tried thusfar are delicious. I made a few minor modifications to the recipe to make it gfcf, but I left much of the recipe intact. Served with brown rice, this meal really sings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Curried Lentils and Spinach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;adapted from a recipe from &lt;a href="http://www.publix.com/wellness/greenwise/feature/Home.do"&gt;Publix GreenWise Market Magazine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 1/2 cups coarsely chopped red, green and/or yellow sweet peppers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/2 coarsely chopped onion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 tsp. minced garlic (about 2 cloves)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/2 tsp. curry powder (add more if you like it spicier)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 Tbs. olive oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;14 oz. reduced sodium vegetable broth (check ingredients: some brands contain gluten)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 1/2 cups brown lentils, rinsed and drained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 cup water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/4 tsp. salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/4 tsp. black pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 5-oz. package baby spinach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In a large pan, heat the oil and cook the peppers, onion, garlic and curry powder for about 1 minute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Stir in the broth, lentils, water, salt, and black pepper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bring to a boil, cover, and simmer for 30 minutes, or until lentils are tender and much of the liquid is absorbed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Transfer to a large bowl. Add spinach and stir just until spinach begins to wilt. Serve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-4173457784524890646?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4173457784524890646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=4173457784524890646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4173457784524890646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4173457784524890646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/03/meatless-meals.html' title='Meatless Meals'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-9192342504664759415</id><published>2008-02-28T08:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T08:39:55.544-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>He Did What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R8a3NL-TWyI/AAAAAAAAASw/-n3UBZnN-tA/s1600-h/Weekend+at+Grandma"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172022659261881122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R8a3NL-TWyI/AAAAAAAAASw/-n3UBZnN-tA/s320/Weekend+at+Grandma%27s+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We took a drive to my mother's over the weekend, where the kids got to spend some time playing with all the animals. My mom and stepfather have quite the little menagerie going--horses, lambs, goats...I think chickens and pigs will be coming soon as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some of the goats are itty bitty, and my kids thought it would be fun to try to catch one and ride it. Well, goats are also quick on their feet, so they ran; my kids ran after them. What no one bothered to realize is that the goats and kids were running in a rather small circle in the pen that houses these animals. Eventually the chasee became the chaser; and when Ayden turned around, Tex the Goat promptly got up on his back legs and knocked my son right down to the ground! Ayden wasn't hurt (thank God), though when he realized what had happened he started to cry a bit. Here's a photo of the sad little guy, post-smackdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-9192342504664759415?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/9192342504664759415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=9192342504664759415' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/9192342504664759415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/9192342504664759415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/02/he-did-what.html' title='He Did What?'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R8a3NL-TWyI/AAAAAAAAASw/-n3UBZnN-tA/s72-c/Weekend+at+Grandma%27s+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-9122273879367849777</id><published>2008-02-25T17:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T18:00:19.948-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><title type='text'>Pancake Supper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R8NIAL-TWxI/AAAAAAAAASo/7Spliu-oaSM/s1600-h/Pancake+Supper+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171055965202766610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R8NIAL-TWxI/AAAAAAAAASo/7Spliu-oaSM/s320/Pancake+Supper+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pancake?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who wants a pancake,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sweet and piping hot?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good little Grace looks up and says, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'll take the one on top."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who else wants a pancake,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fresh off the griddle?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Terrible Theresa smiles and says, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'll take the one in the middle."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;--by Shel Silverstein&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ever been to a pancake supper? I know lots of churches have them; members of the congregation get together for fellowship and pancakes in a relaxed atmosphere. The formality of Sunday services gives way to friends and neighbors getting to know each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Having food allergies/intolerances prohibits some people from participating in events like those. I know we avoid things like our church's pancake dinners and fish fry nights for that very reason. But that doesn't mean we can't do breakfast for dinner sometimes! I used my go-to &lt;a href="http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2006/09/call-for-recipesbanana-pancakes.html"&gt;banana pancake recipe&lt;/a&gt;, omitting the chopped nuts, and replacing them with &lt;a href="http://www.enjoylifefoods.com/our_foods/chocolate_chips/semisweet_chocolate_chips.html"&gt;Enjoy Life allergen-free chocolate chips&lt;/a&gt;. These fluffy, delicious pancakes were served alongside some bacon I purchased from a local butcher and, of course, real maple syrup. Mmm, pancakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-9122273879367849777?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/9122273879367849777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=9122273879367849777' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/9122273879367849777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/9122273879367849777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/02/pancake-supper.html' title='Pancake Supper'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R8NIAL-TWxI/AAAAAAAAASo/7Spliu-oaSM/s72-c/Pancake+Supper+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-5117503494198440620</id><published>2008-02-25T15:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T15:56:46.104-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Zoe and her Great-Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R8Mo2r-TWvI/AAAAAAAAASY/11kmQf1KnGs/s1600-h/Weekend+at+Grandma"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171021717133548274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R8Mo2r-TWvI/AAAAAAAAASY/11kmQf1KnGs/s320/Weekend+at+Grandma%27s+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These two are the best of buddies. A sixty-eight year age difference and slight language barrier can't keep these two apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-5117503494198440620?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5117503494198440620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=5117503494198440620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/5117503494198440620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/5117503494198440620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/02/zoe-and-her-great-grandma.html' title='Zoe and her Great-Grandma'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R8Mo2r-TWvI/AAAAAAAAASY/11kmQf1KnGs/s72-c/Weekend+at+Grandma%27s+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-8572769753802385065</id><published>2008-02-24T18:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T19:31:55.603-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>Anxiety Bites</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am a pretty mellow girl by all accounts. I try to keep my life and home as peaceful as it possibly can be; my house is my happy place...as it should be. I grew up in a home that was anything but my happy place, so when Flamenco Dad and I settled down, keeping things loving, harmonious and low-key, peppered with kid fun and sprinkled with Flamenco fuego, was--and continues to be--a priority. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Outside influences have their way of affecting me in ways I don't like. They are counter-productive, and it irks me that I haven't quite figure out how to just let that stuff go. My family (the family I was born into), whom I love and would never replace for anything in the world, has a special brand of drama that I am powerless to fix--and yet I agonize over it. Decisions regarding school and my feelings of guilt for not always being there for the ones I love; concerns about getting my tests results back*; making sure my assignments are getting done on time; making sure the laundry is done...you get the idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So you can imagine what was going through my mind when last week I started experiencing chest pains that I was sure were signaling a heart attack. The first thought in my head was not "Oh crap, I think I'm having a heart attack," but "Shit, I'm gonna die right here in my kitchen and my kids aren't going to have a mother!" We left the kids with my mother-in-law while FD took me to the emergency room. Six hours, a litany of tests, and a hospital bill the size of a small country's budget later, I was told that I was having classic signs of a panic attack. The ER doctor monitored me for several hours, gave me something to chill me out (along with a script for more of the same), and sent me home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With that ER scare behind me, I realized I've got some work to do as far as learning that I don't have to be "on" all the time. I am harder on myself than I should be. Things aren't always perfect, and they don't need to be. Laundry can pile up; assignments can be late; I have to accept that I don't always have all the answers. But it will make for a happier wife, mother, ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*The test results that my doctor ordered came back--and aside from a whacked-out thyroid and the fact that I am officially allergic to wheat--my bloodwork came back great. My cholesterol and glucose levels were perfect; my blood pressure is normal, and I've lost 11 pounds since starting the candida diet back on January 2nd. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-8572769753802385065?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8572769753802385065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=8572769753802385065' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8572769753802385065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8572769753802385065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/02/anxiety-bites.html' title='Anxiety Bites'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-2331752884185286219</id><published>2008-02-21T13:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T13:49:11.302-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flamenco'/><title type='text'>Petenera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R73Eb7-TWuI/AAAAAAAAASQ/03y5kxzCgcM/s1600-h/sevillanas_faces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169503931525716706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R73Eb7-TWuI/AAAAAAAAASQ/03y5kxzCgcM/s320/sevillanas_faces.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I received an email from a gentleman by the name of Michael Brown, a filmmaker and the co-producer of a movie called &lt;em&gt;Petenera--A Flamenco Drama in Music and Dance. &lt;/em&gt;Given my screen name and my love of all things flamenco, Michael thought I might be interested in looking at his website. The site features multiple trailers and other info about this project. I was not familiar with the story of Petenera, so I gave the website a look. I was particularly fascinated by one of the clips featuring the Elena Marlowe, the Artistic Director and Choreographer of the film. She discusses who Petenera was, and talks about how the story of this tragic figure evolved over time. Like in oral tradition--where stories have morphed over time as generations of storytellers have shared them, so has folk dancing told stories that have slowly evolved over the ages. I'm looking forward to adding this movie to my film library. You can view the site and trailers &lt;a href="http://www.musicfilmfactor.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-2331752884185286219?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2331752884185286219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=2331752884185286219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2331752884185286219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2331752884185286219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/02/petenera-flamenco-drama-in-music-and.html' title='Petenera'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R73Eb7-TWuI/AAAAAAAAASQ/03y5kxzCgcM/s72-c/sevillanas_faces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-7390668746917224446</id><published>2008-02-11T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T14:56:59.425-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>A Visit With Annie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I haven't been blogging much lately, but with good reason. School is totally sucking the free time out of me. I managed to carve out a few hours this week to spend with the family and take care of my mountain of laundry, but that's been pretty much it. I had a project to do and I've got a major exam later this week. On Valentine's Day, no less! Flamenco Dad and I have to postpone our Valentine's Day date, but it &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; happen...just not this week; especially since all the hot restaurants are booked through the weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In other news, I met a fellow blogger...live and in person! On Friday I met up with the lovely &lt;a href="http://www.bloomingmarvelous.blogspot.com/"&gt;Annie&lt;/a&gt; of Blooming Marvelous fame. She and I first "met" online two years ago through a discussion board for stay-at-home moms. Turns out that we live less than 30 miles from each other. In fact, Annie lives in the city where my husband works. So, last Friday I rode with my hubby to work and left him at the college while Annie and I went for a leisurely walk along the lake next to hubby's job. Zoe had the day off from school so she, Ayden, Annie, Baby J (Annie's son) and I had a great time chatting, walking, feeding the ducks, and getting chased by some hungry--and rather fluffy--geese. Miss E (Annie's daughter) was at school and unfortunately missed the fun; but I'm looking forward to meeting her sometime soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-7390668746917224446?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7390668746917224446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=7390668746917224446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7390668746917224446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7390668746917224446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/02/visit-with-annie.html' title='A Visit With Annie'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-4132116927488140489</id><published>2008-02-01T18:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T09:56:20.062-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Rock That Vote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Martha Stewart Living Online is having a competition called the Big Idea; MSLO staff members submitted ideas for new projects for the media and home giant. Alexis, the Deputy Home Editor, submitted a proposal to publish a special magazine devoted to food allergies and sensitivities. Ms. Martha has decided to let the public vote for the winning project, so get to gettin' and vote! Voting is open until February 7th, and you can vote as often as once a day. You can look at the finalists and vote &lt;a href="http://blogs1.marthastewart.com/martha/2008/01/the-big-idea.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-4132116927488140489?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4132116927488140489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=4132116927488140489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4132116927488140489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4132116927488140489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/02/rock-that-vote.html' title='Rock That Vote'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-2380477491218680995</id><published>2008-01-31T08:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T08:57:27.231-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><title type='text'>Table for One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R6HR8hbU3bI/AAAAAAAAASA/5Ghdll0aoGU/s1600-h/Breakfast+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161637485638639026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R6HR8hbU3bI/AAAAAAAAASA/5Ghdll0aoGU/s320/Breakfast+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wake up at 6 a.m. every day. Not by choice, but because I've got to get my family fed and Zoe and her dad out the door to board the schoolbus and deal with rush hour traffic. With lots going on that early I find that I don't normally sit down to a decent breakfast until around 8. This morning I decided to skip the brown rice cereal and I sat down to this: an egg, crispy breakfast potatoes with onions and bell peppers, and oranges wedges--and I should add that the oranges come from the tree in my back yard. Talk about eating locally! I capped it off with some chai tea; yup, I'm still keeping coffee to a minimum around here. The little guy went off to play with his trains in his room while I enjoyed a nice, &lt;em&gt;quiet&lt;/em&gt; second start to my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-2380477491218680995?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2380477491218680995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=2380477491218680995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2380477491218680995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2380477491218680995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/01/table-for-one.html' title='Table for One'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R6HR8hbU3bI/AAAAAAAAASA/5Ghdll0aoGU/s72-c/Breakfast+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-1855995654546253729</id><published>2008-01-22T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T09:55:46.153-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kudos'/><title type='text'>She Did It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R5YACZsTM7I/AAAAAAAAAR4/JrzysvW0w3I/s1600-h/Zoe+Congrats+Party+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158310464455914418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R5YACZsTM7I/AAAAAAAAAR4/JrzysvW0w3I/s320/Zoe+Congrats+Party+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Congratulations to Zoe on her graduation from speech and occupational therapy. When she first started therapy Zoe was unable to speak, made little to no eye contact, and had significant delays in her fine and gross motor skills. Eight years later my girl can talk up a storm, rides her bike, performs with a song and dance group, takes piano lessons, and is more present than she ever has been. Sure there are challenges; Zoe has her difficult days--but they are far outweighed by the good, great, and just plain wonderful ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is her first post-therapy week, and Zoe's concerned about the fact that something that has been part of her routine for eight years is no longer there. She even asked for new goals, since the ones set by Miss Amy and Miss Lisa (her therapists) have already been met. That's our girl for you. To commemorate the beginning of a new chapter in her life we threw a party for her this weekend, and what's a party without cake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R5X_7psTM6I/AAAAAAAAARw/sA983tMW784/s1600-h/Zoe+Congrats+Party+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158310348491797410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R5X_7psTM6I/AAAAAAAAARw/sA983tMW784/s320/Zoe+Congrats+Party+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-1855995654546253729?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1855995654546253729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=1855995654546253729' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1855995654546253729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1855995654546253729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/01/she-did-it.html' title='She Did It!'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R5YACZsTM7I/AAAAAAAAAR4/JrzysvW0w3I/s72-c/Zoe+Congrats+Party+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-5385091276934689449</id><published>2008-01-15T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T10:45:41.829-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edumacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><title type='text'>How's It Going?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The new semester is in full swing here at the hacienda, which means yours truly, Flamenco Dad, and &lt;em&gt;los bebes &lt;/em&gt;are getting adjusted to our new routines. FD is teaching two new classes this semester, so he is working hard to make sure all his work is prepped and ready. I'm back in class; one of my classes is taught online so I can still be in my jammies whilst I get my edumacation on. Sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My candida diet is going pretty well, though I did cave to temptation and have coffee WITH SUGAR. Also I've been putting pomegranates on some of my salads. I hadn't realized just how sensitive I was to sugar until I ate some after going many days without it. I felt bloated, very tired...and later quite jittery. What's up with that? I've been much more conscientious about steering away from the sugar and am feeling better. Bonus: I've lost four pounds since I started making these changes! I've also made an effort to get more adequate sleep. I've been feeling much more refreshed and alert during the day. Though I must add that FD also just got me one of those yummy Tempur Pedic pillows, so may have something to do with it as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I haven't done much in the way of experimenting in the kitchen lately, which has to do with my dietary changes. Meals have been relatively simple fare here: a lean protein (usually chicken), rice (either brown or white), and tons of veggies. To be honest, that's pretty much how dinners were around here even before we went yeast free; though looking at how I was eating before, I know that I was going too heavy on the protein and starch and too light on the veggies. Sally over at &lt;a href="http://aprovechar.danandsally.com/"&gt;Aprovechar&lt;/a&gt; has written some great posts about this topic, and on making healthy food choices in general. And she is gluten free! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Once I get into the groove of the whole yeast-free thing, I plan to do some more baking. Zoe and I went to the supermarket the other day, where my daughter made a beeline for the zucchini and asked if I could by some to make zucchini bread. It's in my kitchen right now waiting to be used. I told Miss Z that she'll be feasting on zucchini loaf by this time tomorrow. I'm going to try using brown rice syrup to sweeten it; I'll get back to you with a full report.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-5385091276934689449?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5385091276934689449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=5385091276934689449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/5385091276934689449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/5385091276934689449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/01/hows-it-going.html' title='How&apos;s It Going?'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-6007840768112791507</id><published>2008-01-07T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T13:02:57.959-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>Candi Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before the new year began, I scheduled an appointment with a new doctor. A holistic doctor, to be more specific. As one of the many millions of folks out there that has to shop for their own medical care, I got pretty tired of going to doctors who wanted to just treat symptoms and not look at the big picture when it comes to healthcare. Besides, it was beginning to look like my previous doctor was trying to set a land-speed record for getting patients out of the examining rooms. The new doctor's office actually devotes and entire hour--yes you read that correctly--for the initial visit, with follow-ups varying between 30 and 45 minutes in duration depending on your needs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My first visit was this past Wednesday. I have been grappling with a variety of symptoms that the new doctor feels can be tied to one root cause: a thyroid that is out of whack. I'd grown to suspect that this might be the problem, but not once has any other physician even said, "Hey maybe we should have this checked out." Dr. Erika listened to all my concerns, asked lots of questions to get a clear picture of my medical history and lifestyle, and I left feeling like we were on track to getting me to better health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The doctor also determined that I have a problem with candida. So I have been placed on a yeast elimination diet. When she laid out the diet for me I said, "I can do this!" This is easier said than done, because in addition to removing the foods that list yeast in the ingredients it also means NO SUGAR. And NO COFFEEEEEE!!! To be honest, I had already reduced my daily coffee consumption; but to eliminate it altogether is tough. Especially when your husband, coffee elitist supreme, roasts and grinds coffee beans right here in the house. Oh, and please don't even get me started on the fruit thing--NO FRUIT for at least the first two weeks! I love fruit; in fact, I've got platter of delicious fruit sitting on my dining table that is now off limits. I can add fruit back in to my diet slowly, but some fruits may have to remain off limits for the forseeable future. The good news is that I have seriously upped my consumption of veggies, which is definitely a good thing. Ever see those commercials that talk about how we need at least 25 grams of fiber a day, and you see that lady loading up her grocery cart with broccoli and stuff? Yeah, I'm a veggie eating machine now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm already seeing results--I'm feeling less bloated, I'm less fatigued, and I weight 1.5 pounds less than I did last week. I won't lie--I'm suffering from some serious coffee and sugar withdrawals; but I have hope that I'll be better soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-6007840768112791507?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6007840768112791507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=6007840768112791507' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/6007840768112791507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/6007840768112791507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/01/candi-girl.html' title='Candi Girl'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-212750204607274305</id><published>2008-01-04T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T22:04:26.226-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Products'/><title type='text'>Product Review: Shabtai Gourmet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R37FNJsTM5I/AAAAAAAAARo/XIR2vJXAku4/s1600-h/Cookies+&amp;amp;+Shabtai+Treats+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151771853489124242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R37FNJsTM5I/AAAAAAAAARo/XIR2vJXAku4/s320/Cookies+%26+Shabtai+Treats+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R37BpZsTM4I/AAAAAAAAARg/AvBEUEHRVbg/s1600-h/Shabtai+Gourmet+Treats+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151767940773917570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R37BpZsTM4I/AAAAAAAAARg/AvBEUEHRVbg/s320/Shabtai+Gourmet+Treats+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Several weeks ago, I received an email from Andrew Itzkowitz, Director of Sales for &lt;a href="http://www.shabtai-gourmet.com/"&gt;Shabtai Gourmet&lt;/a&gt;. Shabtai Gourmet produces gluten-free, lactose-free, casein-free, and soy-free cakes, cookies, and other treats. Their products are also certified Kosher for Passover. When Andrew offered me a chance to sample some of their products, I happily accepted. After all, I'm always looking for new gfcf products to try; and although the company is based in New York they do ship products out-of-state, both via mail order and to Publix (which is the grocery chain located all over the Sunshine State). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was not expecting the MASSIVE box of baked goods that arrived at my home; I must say it was arrived just in the nick of time--I was about to start baking copious amounts of gfcf goodies to keep us stocked up for Zoe through the New Year (Did I mention we went to several parties between Christmas and New Year's Day?)! When I opened the packaged and explained to Miss Zoe that everything in the box was gfcf, and therefore all Zoe-friendly, she squealed with delight; and then proceeded to immediately tear into the goodies. Hooray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We received the following items: Ring Tings, a vanilla creme-filled cake similar to the Ring Dings and Ho Hos of my youth; Rasberry Roll, a spongy jelly roll cake with raspberry and coconuts; Chocolate Brownies; Chocolate Chip Cookies; Lady Fingers, crisp and delicate with a lemony flavor, and Pread Crumbs, an all-purpose breading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The results?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With the exception of the Raspberry Roll, Zoe thoroughly enjoyed everything we received--Miss Z is not a fan of coconut (but lucky for her father and me, we love it--so you know what I had first). I thought the Raspberry Roll was very tasty, though my husband and mother-in-law both contend that it was rather sweet. Okay, so I like the sweet stuff; can you blame me? I was particularly impressed by how moist the cake was. And, like I said earlier, I love coconut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; And the combination of raspberry and coconut is magical to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Lady Fingers were the next to go. Zoe made quick work of them. Some of the cookies did break in shipping, but the cookie crumbles were used as topping for other desserts. Andrew mentioned that the cookies could be used as sandwich cookies as well; frankly Zoe ate them before I could even try that. They were a hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Ring Tings were Zoe's favorite. The waxy outer coating on the cakes and the creme-filling were especially appealing to her. When you're a kid and you see your friends eating foods like Ho-Hos, it's gotta be tough to not be able to try it. I could tell Zoe was thrilled to have a chance to eat something that looked like a treat her friends eat all the time. It wasn't exactly like the stuff I remember eating as a kid, but it came pretty close. Besides, I actually had a similar commercial cake (brand name witheld so I don't get a nasty-gram) recently, and &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; don't taste like what I used to eat as a kid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next we had the Chocolate Brownies. These appeared to be not as moist as I would have liked, but that may have been due to the trip from New York to Florida. I did warm these in the microwave for a few seconds (outside of the aluminum tray it came in, lest I torch my house), and that seemed to help them. And who doesn't like a warm brownie? Zoe and her brother liked these very much. Flamenco Dad also thought the brownies were yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Chocolate Chip Cookies were the last thing to go, and I think there are a few reasons for that. First, the cookies had nuts and cinnamon, neither of which are very popular with my children. Second, the cookies sustained some breakage in transit, which made the kids (visual creatures that they are) less receptive to them. Third, they were somewhat crisp for our taste. I prefer my cookies kind of chewy, and so do Zoe and Ayden. The flavor was rather good. I don't ordinarily put cinnamon in my cookies due to Zoe's disdain for cinnamon, but I think the cinnamon added a nice touch. I may have to sneak some cinnamon into my next batch of cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have used the Pread Crumbs, but I do have some left. A few nights ago I used the breading to make zucchini stix for a side dish. And guess what? The kids ate the zucchini and LIKED it; whatever works for getting my kids to eat more veggies is good enough for me. I might try to use some of the leftover crumbs to work on a tempura batter, but I've gotta do a little tinkering with that one for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Our overall experience with these products was a very positive one--even our gluten-eating family members enjoyed them. As I've mentioned in previous posts, I am more of a from-scratch type of baker; but these were very well received by my kids, which makes these products a good go-to for a convenient baked treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Shabtai Gourmet recently launched their website, &lt;a href="http://www.shabtai-gourmet.com/"&gt;http://www.shabtai-gourmet.com/&lt;/a&gt; and also sells some of their products on Amazon. You can visit their website for more information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-212750204607274305?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/212750204607274305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=212750204607274305' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/212750204607274305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/212750204607274305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2008/01/product-review-shabtai-gourmet.html' title='Product Review: Shabtai Gourmet'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R37FNJsTM5I/AAAAAAAAARo/XIR2vJXAku4/s72-c/Cookies+%26+Shabtai+Treats+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-4591020300232947697</id><published>2007-12-26T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T18:55:46.390-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R3MTTjPVjUI/AAAAAAAAARY/Nlo4-MRz1g0/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148480025612619074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R3MTTjPVjUI/AAAAAAAAARY/Nlo4-MRz1g0/s320/Christmas+2007+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Merry Christmas! I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday, and that Santa was good to you. Our family had a terrific Christmas; lots of parties, good food, and great company. On Christmas Eve we went to a get-together with Flamenco Dad's siblings and their respective spouses/significant others, our nieces, and my MIL. I showed up with the Amariette cookies, which were a big hit with the family. I also made some chocolate chip and sugar cookies, which the kids promptly gobbled up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Getting the kids together with my MIL just to take this photo was a bit of work! Keep in mind that kids LOVE making silly faces whenever a camera is waved in front of them. And this motley bunch of kids is no exception. But we're pretty happy with the results (though Ayden, the only boy in the group, could not be cajoled into looking directly at the camera) --and grandma now has a recent picture of her with her grandbabies to display at home and at the office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Christmas Day we went to the home of Flamenco Dad's aunt and uncle, where we and a bunch of our relatives got our party on. One thing I love about marrying into a big family is the parties! It's very reminiscent of "My Big Fat Greek Wedding," only with Puerto Rican food and Salsa music blaring in the background. Dad and Zoe performed a few Christmas songs together; and I even got in on the performing this time, dancing some flamenco for the guests. We stayed up quite late and the kids were exhausted afterwards, but it was a wonderful end to a great Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-4591020300232947697?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4591020300232947697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=4591020300232947697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4591020300232947697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4591020300232947697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-recap.html' title='Christmas Recap'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R3MTTjPVjUI/AAAAAAAAARY/Nlo4-MRz1g0/s72-c/Christmas+2007+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-8366991428582801179</id><published>2007-12-23T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T20:37:20.950-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Cookie Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R28IqjPVjTI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ZuBm-cXv7bg/s1600-h/Cookies+&amp;amp;+Shabtai+Treats+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147342426214862130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R28IqjPVjTI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ZuBm-cXv7bg/s320/Cookies+%26+Shabtai+Treats+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My little friend in the photo looks like he's deep in thought, busy pondering which cookie to eat first. Even though less than 2 weeks ago I proclaimed that I was placing a moratorium on baking cookies for Christmas, the kitchen was calling me; thus I donned my apron and got busy. The cookies in the first photo are the lovely and oh-so-simple peanut butter cookies that Shauna Ahern (aka the &lt;a href="http://glutenfreegirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gluten-Free Girl&lt;/a&gt;) posted last year. You can have a gander at that recipe &lt;a href="http://glutenfreegirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/yum-yum-peanut-butter.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R28IkDPVjSI/AAAAAAAAARI/r_oe8EJ9APQ/s1600-h/Cookies+&amp;amp;+Shabtai+Treats+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147342314545712418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R28IkDPVjSI/AAAAAAAAARI/r_oe8EJ9APQ/s320/Cookies+%26+Shabtai+Treats+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now these lovelies here are from a recipe shared by the uber-talented &lt;a href="http://1001meatballsserved.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dawn&lt;/a&gt;. I became acquainted with her through a forum for stay-at-home moms. Dawn is a FABULOUS cook; her authentic Italian recipes make me miss all the great Italian food I had the pleasure of eating growing up in Brooklyn. Her recipes are not all gfcf, but these cookies are. These delicious almond cookies have earned a place among my favorite Christmas cookies. Zoe took some to school to share with her teachers and classmates, and everyone loved them. Eager to share the recipe, I asked Dawn if I could post it here, and she happily obliged. Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Amariette Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;recipe courtesy of Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7 egg whites&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2 cups white sugar (Superfine sugar, or process regular sugar in your food processer till its really fine.)&lt;br /&gt;2 pounds ground almonds&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons almond extract&lt;br /&gt;1 cup chopped almonds&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup granulated sugar for decoration&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).  Beat egg whites and sugar until fluffy. Add the ground almond and almond extract, mixing well. Shape dough into walnut sized balls, roll in sugar and put a piece of almond or candied cherry on top.&lt;br /&gt;(I use the candied cherries)   Bake at 350 degrees F (175 degrees F) until firm. Bottom should be light brown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P.S. I know that most of the county is either buried in snow and/or slush, or is just plain freezin'. The greenery in the background of my photos may make you long for warmer climes. Please know I'm sending warm thoughts, and hopefully sunny skies, your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-8366991428582801179?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8366991428582801179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=8366991428582801179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8366991428582801179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8366991428582801179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/12/cookie-party.html' title='Cookie Party'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R28IqjPVjTI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ZuBm-cXv7bg/s72-c/Cookies+%26+Shabtai+Treats+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-3634917031485716247</id><published>2007-12-15T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T23:04:55.123-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Getting Into the Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We've been celebrating the successful completion of the semester, which means yours truly hasn't had too much time for cooking or blogging. I got straight A's, internets! This overachiever is glad school's over for now; I've got a few weeks off before the new term starts on January 7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I baked a gfcf chocolate cake for the family to enjoy this weekend (thank you Bob's Red Mill for making my life easier). Though I'm not a huge fan of cake mixes in general--I am more of a do-it-yourself type--sometimes a little help from some gluten-free friends does the trick. The cake was simply decorated with a dusting of sugar. We got our chocolate fix and the kids got to help, which they love to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We attended a going away party for a buddy of ours who is moving to Seattle at the end of the month. Our friend Justin has played with Flamenco Dad in the past; and to celebrate the start of a new chapter in his life, everyone was invited over to jam. Zoe, who is nothing if not a ham (gee, I wonder where she got her love of performing?), gleefully offered to sing a tune for all the party guests. 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We bought and decorated our tree, wrote out the Christmas cards, visited the Buddhist temple for lunch again yesterday, and even put lights up in front of our house. Anybody who knows Flamenco Dad and me knows that we do as little outdoor decorating as we can get away with, so the fact that I went out and bought lights and helped put them up means that my study avoidance thing is in full swing. Now, it's time to get to business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So no more foolin' around--next time I post here, I will have officially finished the semester. I mean it. Really. I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-4021089543850971534?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4021089543850971534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=4021089543850971534' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4021089543850971534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4021089543850971534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-home-stretch.html' title='In The Home Stretch'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-2620481962120107462</id><published>2007-12-02T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T09:54:34.192-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>It's That Time of Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R1NfFDuFHvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Ii-q9v6159Q/s1600-R/Holiday+Cards+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139556140262432498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R1NfFDuFHvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/MvtikxGk_hw/s320/Holiday+Cards+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Getting my kids to sit still long enough for a decent picture feels like an exercise in futility. I try to take a nice picture of them every year for our Christmas cards; sometimes, the results are great. Sometimes not so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is the one we're going with this year. Mind you, this picture isn't perfectly centered; but I'll crop it and it should work just fine. Thoughts? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-2620481962120107462?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2620481962120107462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=2620481962120107462' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2620481962120107462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2620481962120107462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-that-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s That Time of Year'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R1NfFDuFHvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/MvtikxGk_hw/s72-c/Holiday+Cards+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-4997669093039127031</id><published>2007-12-01T17:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T17:59:11.338-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><title type='text'>Is There Such a Thing as Autumn Rolls?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R1HkVjuFHuI/AAAAAAAAAQo/qYITKBq8NEQ/s1600-R/Spring+Rolls+and+Temple+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139139708823346914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R1HkVjuFHuI/AAAAAAAAAQo/L_P_YCBMZ3Q/s320/Spring+Rolls+and+Temple+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wasn't going to let yesterday's somewhat disappointing experiment get me down. Today I made some fantastic (if I do say so myself) summer rolls. The rolls are filled with cooked shrimp, Thai basil, mint, shredded carrot, rice noodles, lettuce, and bean sprouts. I served them with a sweet chili sauce I picked up at the supermarket. The sauce is not too spicy, but it gives the dish just the right amount of saltiness, sweetness, and heat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R1HkNzuFHtI/AAAAAAAAAQg/fwOxPS_WCiE/s1600-R/Spring+Rolls+and+Temple+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139139575679360722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R1HkNzuFHtI/AAAAAAAAAQg/8AubkFx9_sQ/s320/Spring+Rolls+and+Temple+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By the way, these are the wrappers used to make the rolls. They come in hard, transclucent sheets that are softened by dipping them in warm water. The rolls are done similar to burritos or wraps, so if you know how to roll a burrito you can make these in a snap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The most important thing when it comes to making dishes like these is having your mise en place ready; all your prep should be done in advance and set up assembly-line style. I learned this the first time I made spring rolls, when I foolishly thought I could just wing it. Big mistake! Like yesterday, I learned from my earlier missteps and pressed on. And ooh, are these good! The Thai basil and mint lend a wonderful fragrance to this dish. Of course, if it's naturally gfcf then all the better.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-4997669093039127031?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4997669093039127031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=4997669093039127031' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4997669093039127031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4997669093039127031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/12/is-there-such-thing-as-autumn-rolls.html' title='Is There Such a Thing as Autumn Rolls?'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R1HkVjuFHuI/AAAAAAAAAQo/L_P_YCBMZ3Q/s72-c/Spring+Rolls+and+Temple+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-1731782629676205084</id><published>2007-11-30T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T23:26:25.592-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><title type='text'>Kitchen Snafu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had a minor problem in the kitchen today while trying out a new recipe. Given the fact that I love Thai food--and that I just bought some ingredients specifically for Thai cooking--I thought I'd attempt a soup. One of my favorites is a Thai Chicken and Coconut soup; it's so fragrant and delicious. If you've never tried it, by all means do. Anyway, since I purchased some lemongrass, fingerhot chiles, limes, galangal (a root similar in appearance to ginger) and coconut milk I figured today would be a great day to give it a go. I found a recipe online that seemed to have all the right elements, I crossed my fingers, and got to cooking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The good news is that my kitchen smells like lemongrass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The bad news is that my kitchen smells like lemongrass. And only lemongrass. And now all I can smell is...lemongrass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The soup tasted decent. Except that the combination of the lemongrass and lime was WAY too overpowering for that delicate a soup. So needless to say the recipe needs a bit of tweaking before it's deemed worthy to share with the internets. When I go back to the market at the Buddhist Temple, I'll be sure to ask some of the cooks there for some advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-1731782629676205084?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1731782629676205084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=1731782629676205084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1731782629676205084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1731782629676205084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/kitchen-snafu.html' title='Kitchen Snafu'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-929616134147402728</id><published>2007-11-29T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T22:29:03.424-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NaBloPoMo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Could It Be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is tomorrow really the last day of the month? Did I do it? Did I actually manage to make it through the month, posting every day (even in spite of technical issues)? Well, tomorrow is the 30th, which means two things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. My finals begin next week. Good Lord, it's time for the freak-out to begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. NaBloPoMo is coming to a close. Woo Hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I kind of feel like Morgan Spurlock from the movie "Supersize Me" and the t.v. show "30 Days." I'm really proud of myself for being able to stick with blogging daily for that long. I know a month doesn't seem like a long time; but sometimes I feel I'm borderline flaky, so this is a real accomplishment. I'm going to commit to something else for the next month--though I will try to continue keeping a more regular blogging schedule (just maybe not every single day). I'll deliberate on it for another day, and then December 1st will be the kickoff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-929616134147402728?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/929616134147402728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=929616134147402728' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/929616134147402728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/929616134147402728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/could-it-be.html' title='Could It Be?'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-7696132229832492098</id><published>2007-11-28T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T08:24:50.259-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Got Me Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been tagged by j. over at &lt;a href="http://austinsgfcfjournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Austin's GFCF Diet Journal&lt;/a&gt;. I had to take a minute and look at the last &lt;a href="http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/09/eight-random-things-meme.html"&gt;8 Random Things&lt;/a&gt; meme I completed back in September before I tackled this latest challenge. I'd be really embarrassed if I repeated the same things I listed the last time; though I must say, I'm not sure I'm &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; interesting that I can come up with eight more interesting things about myself. Please forgive if this list is not as good as the first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. While my husband is the musician in the house, I had quite the music education myself. I took several years of band, where I became a mediocre trombone (yes, you read that correctly), clarinet, and alto saxophone player. I am unable to play any of these instruments today, though I can still read music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. I smoked throughout my last two years of high school, during my first go-around at college, and for a couple of years after that. I smoked for about six years in total, and fortunately for me I quit the year before I met Flamenco Dad. He's not a fan of cigarette smoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. I learned to drive at twenty-two (kind of late by some folks' standards). But before I got the hang of driving, I crashed an old boyfriend's car--oops. Hey, that stop sign and that tree jumped out in front of me; how could I &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; hit them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. I know lots of people think he's kind of grungy, but I think Johnny Depp is very sexy. Does that make me weird? Call me, Johnny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. I'm scared to death of mice (rats too). I'd elaborate, but I'm starting to hyperventilate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. As I mentioned in my previous meme, I never learned to ride a bike. But I can roller skate like nobody's business. And I'm talking the old school skates, not the rollerblades. Holla!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7. I did not enjoy any of the following movies: &lt;em&gt;Crash&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;The English Patient&lt;/em&gt;, or &lt;em&gt;The Thin Red Line&lt;/em&gt;. I know they're supposed to be these great, important movies; but I just don't see the appeal. In fact, the latter was so bad in my opinion I'm still wondering how I can get those three hours of my life back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's no secret that I love spicy foods. I put some variety of hot sauce (tobasco, sriracha, jalapenos) on just about everything I eat. I'm still trying to figure out how to successfully add heat to my desserts, but it's coming soon--I just know it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-7696132229832492098?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7696132229832492098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=7696132229832492098' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7696132229832492098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7696132229832492098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/got-me-again.html' title='Got Me Again'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-2720380440038731922</id><published>2007-11-27T23:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T23:08:08.219-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Leftover Pumpkin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R0zoiAzyuDI/AAAAAAAAAQY/MknWB87gTLE/s1600-h/Buddhist+Temple+and+Pumpkin+Cookies+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137736945953323058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R0zoiAzyuDI/AAAAAAAAAQY/MknWB87gTLE/s320/Buddhist+Temple+and+Pumpkin+Cookies+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you're like me and are wondering what to do with leftover pumpkin puree (how many pumpkin pies can one person bake anyway?), these gfcf pumpkin chocolate cookies are a nice alternative. I got the recipe for these tasty treats &lt;a href="http://cookierecipes.cookingcache.com/recipes/glutenfreepumpkinchocolatechipcookies.shtml"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Pumpkins are a great source of Vitamin A, so why not sneak them into your kids' favorite treats for a boost? My kids loved them...and so did Dad and I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BTW, I got tagged for a meme, and I'll be sure to do that tomorrow. I'm still reeling from the results of &lt;em&gt;Dancing with the Stars&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-2720380440038731922?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2720380440038731922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=2720380440038731922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2720380440038731922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2720380440038731922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/leftover-pumpkin.html' title='Leftover Pumpkin?'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R0zoiAzyuDI/AAAAAAAAAQY/MknWB87gTLE/s72-c/Buddhist+Temple+and+Pumpkin+Cookies+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-5803090708332738120</id><published>2007-11-26T16:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T16:20:46.684-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dining Out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Images from the Buddhist Temple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R0s11AzyuCI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/4gz9_w3d6tk/s1600-h/Buddhist+Temple+and+Pumpkin+Cookies+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137258984812754978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R0s11AzyuCI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/4gz9_w3d6tk/s320/Buddhist+Temple+and+Pumpkin+Cookies+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a photo of the Buddhist Temple we visited yesterday,  the Wat Mongkolratanaram of Florida. People from all over the Bay Area come here to enjoy the temple, the meditation garden, the gorgeous view of the river,  and the food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R0s1qwzyuBI/AAAAAAAAAQI/K4UWfkrOdIA/s1600-h/Buddhist+Temple+and+Pumpkin+Cookies+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137258808719095826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R0s1qwzyuBI/AAAAAAAAAQI/K4UWfkrOdIA/s320/Buddhist+Temple+and+Pumpkin+Cookies+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This statue greeted us as we approached the produce market on the temple grounds. We bought lots of wonderful, fragrant ingredients (which I'm already putting to good use).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R0s1eAzyuAI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8UrUFplmGwc/s1600-h/Buddhist+Temple+and+Pumpkin+Cookies+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137258589675763714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R0s1eAzyuAI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8UrUFplmGwc/s320/Buddhist+Temple+and+Pumpkin+Cookies+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's what I ate for lunch. I know the photo's not pretty, but I was pretty deeply engrossed in my lunch by the time it occurred to me that I should take a photo. It's a VERY spicy chicken with basil over jasmine rice. In the corner there is a fried sweet potato, which had been dipped in a (gfcf) batter that included sesame seeds. Had I known about that method of cooking sweet potatoes, I would have served THAT at Thanksgiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R0s1WQzyt_I/AAAAAAAAAP4/tVb44aAVFjI/s1600-h/Buddhist+Temple+and+Pumpkin+Cookies+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137258456531777522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R0s1WQzyt_I/AAAAAAAAAP4/tVb44aAVFjI/s320/Buddhist+Temple+and+Pumpkin+Cookies+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here are some of the folks responsible for the wonderful food we sampled at the temple. Some of the best Thai food I've ever had was made by these kind people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-5803090708332738120?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5803090708332738120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=5803090708332738120' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/5803090708332738120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/5803090708332738120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/images-from-buddhist-temple.html' title='Images from the Buddhist Temple'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/R0s11AzyuCI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/4gz9_w3d6tk/s72-c/Buddhist+Temple+and+Pumpkin+Cookies+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-4978991275033313343</id><published>2007-11-25T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T23:35:26.144-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dining Out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>A Taste of Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was hoping to upload some photos of our excursion today, but due to some funky stuff going on here I'll have to do that in the morning. Today we visited the local Buddhist temple, which has a wonderful Sunday market; there, some Thai folks who live in the area sell produce--lots of yummy traditional Thai ingredients to be found there--and make a wide variety of Thai dishes for the locals to try. The temple is located right off the river and has a lovely picnic area, so we had a fabulous Thai picnic lunch. All the proceeds from the sale of the food, produce, and other wares goes to the temple. We had a great time. One of the best parts was that just about everything there was gfcf--hooray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When we got back, I baked some cookies: gfcf pumpkin chocolate chip cookies to be precise. More on that tomorrow. Hopefully &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt; pictures came out fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-4978991275033313343?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4978991275033313343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=4978991275033313343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4978991275033313343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4978991275033313343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/taste-of-thailand.html' title='A Taste of Thailand'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-2413852682508382570</id><published>2007-11-24T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T18:10:45.497-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Alert the Media!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am going to an adult party (as in a grown-ups only party)--sans children! No Thomas and his friends, no Barbies, no Dora or Diego...I think the apocalypse may be upon us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We're going to a wine-tasting/start of the holiday season shindig at the home of a friend of ours named Paul; Paul is a sound engineer who has helped Flamenco Dad on several projects. Paul's also a great photographer, who recently took FD's new headshots. So we're bringing some wine and the guitar (and yours truly will do a bit of dancing tonight). So tonight the kiddies will be left in the loving care of my dear,sainted mother-in-law (can you tell I'm grateful to her for babysitting) while my husband and I get our party on. Tootles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-2413852682508382570?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2413852682508382570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=2413852682508382570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2413852682508382570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2413852682508382570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/alert-media.html' title='Alert the Media!'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-201447529453906053</id><published>2007-11-23T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T23:42:42.361-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>So Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was actually just asleep on the couch when my hubbly woke me to tell me to get to bed. It was at that moment that I realized that I had not yet posted today. So here I am, half asleep and typing away. Gosh, it's like I have a sickness or something. &lt;em&gt;Must post every day. Must try to win a fabulous prize. Must get my behind in bed already. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-201447529453906053?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/201447529453906053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=201447529453906053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/201447529453906053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/201447529453906053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-tired.html' title='So Tired'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-5068012103264839592</id><published>2007-11-22T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T22:14:02.615-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Thankful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for my two kids, who absolutely rock the earth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for my hubby, who totally rocks my world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for my mom, brother, and the rest of my crazy familia. They always keep things interesting and entertaining...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for my friends, both near and far; thinking about all our adventures together makes me smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for all the wonderful people I have met online, through this blog and others. I'm amazed at the ability of the online community to bring people together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for &lt;em&gt;The Soup&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Best Week Ever&lt;/em&gt;. Weekend television is so much better with you in it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for turkey. Ahh, tryptophan and gravy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-5068012103264839592?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5068012103264839592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=5068012103264839592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/5068012103264839592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/5068012103264839592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful...'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-6515024587216215951</id><published>2007-11-21T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T23:55:49.452-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Countdown to Turkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've just spent the last 8 hours in my kitchen prepping for the Thanksgiving dinner at Mom's. Today I prepared a pumkin cake and a chocolate pecan pie; as well as a sweet potato casserole and a homemade cornbread stuffing. We've got several items on tomorrow's menue that are gfcf, so I don't have to worry about what in heaven's name Zoe will be able to eat. Thank goodness! In the morning we're loading up the kids for the trip, and I hope to be feasting on some turkey by around 3. My mom is serving a ham as well as turkey, but let's face it: that ham is the understudy to the real star of the Thanksgiving meal, which is turkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The kids are excited to visit their grandmother, great-grandmother, uncle, and the assorted other relatives and friends that will be there. What my kids don't know yet is that my mom and her husband have already put up their Christmas tree: a 12-foot behemoth with a gazillion lights and a slew of adorable ornaments. I'll be sure to take many photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-6515024587216215951?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6515024587216215951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=6515024587216215951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/6515024587216215951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/6515024587216215951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/countdown-to-turkey.html' title='Countdown to Turkey'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-4330064815904142137</id><published>2007-11-20T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:42:03.395-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Moving On</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Change isn't something that Zoe--or just about any other autistic child--takes to very easily. When she was in kindergarten, changing what she ate for lunch on a given day was met with a resistance not seen since the French Revolution. And you could forget about last minute schedule changes; oh, the wrath that would ensue! As Zoe's gotten older, her ability to transition has improved dramatically. She still puts up a fight sometimes, but in general she has a much easier time of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today Zoe got some news that, while very exciting, threw her for a bit of a loop. Her occupational therapist told us that it may be time for Zoe to "graduate" from therapy. She's met all the goals the therapist had set for her, and she has improved in that area to the point where therapy may no longer be needed. I had a similar conversation with her speech therapist not long ago; so it appears that after the present evaluation period ends, Zoe may be done with private speech and O.T. after nearly 8 years. That's right folks; she has been in therapy for 8 of her 10 years. So you can see why Zoe might be a bit apprehensive about closing that chapter in her life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Zoe loves the therapists, staff, and friends that she's met along the way; and I know that's the reason she doesn't want to leave. So part of what we'll be doing during her Thanksgiving break is talking about how we deal with moving on when things in our lives change. It's fascinating to see how she handles this; Zoe has reached a level of maturity that I guess I didn't really notice until now. That's the mama in me, always seeing my baby as, well...a baby. But today my baby came home from therapy, and sat at the desk and proceeded to write in her journal, no doubt about the changes in store for her now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-4330064815904142137?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4330064815904142137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=4330064815904142137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4330064815904142137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4330064815904142137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/moving-on.html' title='Moving On'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-6919110247945895521</id><published>2007-11-19T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T22:43:42.667-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>I Should Probably Blog Before I Take My Medicine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm getting some of my Thanksgiving prep done early this year. In fact, I've already purchased everything I need from the market--well, except that I realized after I got home that I'm out of eggs--and Wednesday I'll get cracking on the cooking. This year we're going to my mom's for Thanksgiving, something we haven't done in years! Usually Flamenco Dad has to work the day after Turkey Day, which made driving 5 hours to Grandma's (only to have to turn right around again) a pain. Now that she lives much closer to us it makes the trip easier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So I've got a couple of side dishes in the making, as well as some desserts. I'm doing a sweet potato dish and some gfcf cornbread stuffing. I'm still working out the dessert thing, but I've got to make a decision by tomorrow. I was thinking something with pumpkin, but the hubby is requesting chocolate. Maybe I can put the two together into one showstopper of a dessert. I'm running out of time to decide, so I've got to get to it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We've all got a cold here...again. We're tired, cranky, and smell of Vicks Vaporub (so not hot); and my house is like a tropical rain forest because of the humidifiers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tonight, after the kids were tucked in, I cozied up on my couch and watched &lt;em&gt;Dancing with the Stars &lt;/em&gt;with the hubby. He makes watching the show even more entertaining (if that were even possible). He provides interesting commentary on the musical selections (we agree they are often campy, and occasionally border on ridiculous) and the costume choices. My husband thinks the Spice Girl is sexy, while I think her partner is hot stuff. Wonder what &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; thinks of Vaporub?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've heard nothing else about the kangaroo/wallaby/chupacabra, or whatever it was wandering the streets a few nights ago. Maybe it was some random hairy guy roaming the area. Oh boy, I think I'm delirious from the Nyquil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-6919110247945895521?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6919110247945895521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=6919110247945895521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/6919110247945895521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/6919110247945895521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-should-probably-blog-before-i-take-my.html' title='I Should Probably Blog Before I Take My Medicine'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-2956296442928925888</id><published>2007-11-18T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T22:38:52.298-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Un Buen Sabor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Translated from Spanish, it means "a good flavor." Today my mother-in-law came to the rescue and made a delicious, stick-to-your-ribs stew which was satisfying with a capital "S". Oxtail stew is not something that what prepared in my parents' home when I was growing up. My earliest rememberance of it goes back to high school; my Jamaican friends' families ate it often, and it was a favorite. The first time I tried it I thought I had died and gone to heaven. It was served with steamed white rice (and you can never go wrong there). But it was the oxtail with its cocktail of aromatic spices that put it over the top. I'm salivating just thinking about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My mother-in-law's version didn't have the same combination of spices that resemble the Jamaican version, but her version rocked just the same. The hearty stew combined beef oxtails and some root vegetables, gourds and spices commonly used in the Latin kitchen: yucca (there it is again), calabasa (a type of pumpkin), green plantains (I know, I wasn't sure how it fit in there either, but it did), garlic, onions, bay leaves, peppers. It was just what we needed on this cool, lazy Sunday. Gracias!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-2956296442928925888?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2956296442928925888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=2956296442928925888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2956296442928925888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2956296442928925888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/un-buen-sabor.html' title='Un Buen Sabor!'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-5491935079280772954</id><published>2007-11-17T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T21:03:07.294-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Her Mama Makes the Same Face...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/Rz-dIwzyt-I/AAAAAAAAAPw/orZi22qunws/s1600-h/DSCN6886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133994874092304354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/Rz-dIwzyt-I/AAAAAAAAAPw/orZi22qunws/s320/DSCN6886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when she's in a mood. Charming, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-5491935079280772954?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5491935079280772954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=5491935079280772954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/5491935079280772954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/5491935079280772954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/her-mama-makes-same-face.html' title='Her Mama Makes the Same Face...'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/Rz-dIwzyt-I/AAAAAAAAAPw/orZi22qunws/s72-c/DSCN6886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-4653895675695654454</id><published>2007-11-17T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T20:52:38.047-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NaBloPoMo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>The Man's Not Gettin' Me Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For reasons completely unbeknownst to me, I could not access my blogger account yesterday. Thus I was unable to post here in accordance with NaBloPoMo. However, I was not going to let the streak die! Oh heck-to-the-no! So I did post last night on my NaBloPoMo page. You can check it out &lt;a href="http://nablopomo.ning.com/profiles/blog/show?id=997435%3ABlogPost%3A116914"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Take that, internet gremlins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In other news, today Zoe performed at a Christmas tree lighting. I know, they just start doing these earlier and earlier every year. She and her group did a wonderful job, dancing and singing to "Sleigh Ride" and "Rockin' Round the Christmas Tree." I was a proud mama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh yeah, and I haven't cooked a thing all day. What's up with that? Well, I have a great excuse, really. I've been out all day. Yours truly is pooped, so once I get the rascals to bed I'm going to kick back with an adult beverage and watch the boob tube. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-4653895675695654454?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4653895675695654454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=4653895675695654454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4653895675695654454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4653895675695654454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/mans-not-gettin-me-down.html' title='The Man&apos;s Not Gettin&apos; Me Down'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-3058052606756626067</id><published>2007-11-15T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:10:11.899-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Why Is This News?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Back about six months ago, when my husband and I actually had time to sit and watch t.v. together, we'd sit and watch the news and wonder about some of the oddball stories that made the headlines. Our local news had such a story last night; what confounds us is that the story still has legs, and is now in its second day. What's the story, you ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kanga-Rumor Pursued"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Seems the local sheriff's office got a call about a kangaroo that was seen hopping around in traffic. So far, no one has been able to track it down, nor has anyone been able to confirm if there actually was a kangaroo in the area. There is speculation that the marsupial is someone's pet, though I'm not sure that our local Petco or Pet Supermarket is in the business of selling kangaroo chow. What do you feed a kangaroo, anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Before I go any further, I should explain that I do not live in Australia, though there are two locations in the "larger" city nearest to me that may (or may not) have kangaroos. The nearest zoo is about 25 miles from where the caller claims the kangaroo was seen. Also Busch Gardens is at least 20 miles from where the kangaroo was allegedly spotted. Some folks who read the news headlines on the internet have been joking that the kangaroo escaped from the local Outback Steakhouse. I suppose that's possible. &lt;em&gt;Gosh, I hope the legal people from Outback don't send me a nasty-gram for that comment. Oh well, I don't like their restaurant anyway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now our little town is blaming all the random events that have occurred in the last few days on the mysterious kangaroo. There was a bank robbery today? Blame it on the kangaroo. Traffic tie-up on the interstate? Must have been that darn kangaroo. The illusive marsupial has now achieved "celebrity" status here, joining the ranks of the Chupacabra and Sasquatch. All I know is if he's the one who knocked over my trash cans the other night, he's in a heap of trouble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My husband has just informed me that the animal in question may have in fact been a wallaby. The plot thickens. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-3058052606756626067?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3058052606756626067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=3058052606756626067' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/3058052606756626067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/3058052606756626067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-is-this-news.html' title='Why Is This News?'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-5054309049652527768</id><published>2007-11-14T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T22:29:39.219-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Pea Soup for the Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm always glad to get back home from vacation, due in large part to the fact that I can get back in my kitchen. Today I put up a pot of split pea soup (remember my post about it &lt;a href="http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/04/getting-over-my-split-pea-aversion.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;). And Flamenco Dad was nice enough to gift me an immersion blender for Mother's Day this year, so I put that boat motor to use!* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know some people would consider a gift of kitchenware to be unromantic; some would say that a more appropriate gift would be flowers or candy. Don't get me wrong: I love flowers and candy. But to me, cool gadgets I can use to get my kitchen mojo going are gifts that just keep on giving. And did I mention that the immersion blender has a whisk attachment and a mini chopper attachment, and that it makes fantastic smoothies? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The soup was silky smooth and full of flavor. It made for a delicious dinner on what was a slightly cool evening. And now that I've gotten over my fear of &lt;em&gt;The Exorcist &lt;/em&gt;the soup tastes even better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Note: when using an immersion blender to puree the soup, make sure if you're using any kind of meat (ham, ham hocks, etc.) that you remove them from the pot before using the boat motor. Trust me on this. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-5054309049652527768?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5054309049652527768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=5054309049652527768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/5054309049652527768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/5054309049652527768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/pea-soup-for-soul.html' title='Pea Soup for the Soul'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-2449614157822097468</id><published>2007-11-13T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T10:43:41.608-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Some More Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RzprLsKnoII/AAAAAAAAAPo/04-pbXpIEAI/s1600-h/Atlanta+Trip+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132532573920534658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RzprLsKnoII/AAAAAAAAAPo/04-pbXpIEAI/s320/Atlanta+Trip+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought I'd share just a few more photos of the trip. Above is Stone Mountain, and though the photo doesn't give a great detail of it, the face has a bas-relief sculpture of Jefferson Davis, Robert E. Lee, and Stonewall Jackson. The sculpture took 55 years to complete.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/Rzpq7sKnoHI/AAAAAAAAAPg/UUZCLp-56eg/s1600-h/Atlanta+Trip+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132532299042627698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/Rzpq7sKnoHI/AAAAAAAAAPg/UUZCLp-56eg/s320/Atlanta+Trip+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here we are on top of Stone Mountain. There's a skyride that takes passengers from the park up to the top of the mountain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RzpqYcKnoFI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/h_Xv-ZCGcI8/s1600-h/Atlanta+Trip+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132531693452238930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RzpqYcKnoFI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/h_Xv-ZCGcI8/s320/Atlanta+Trip+209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's Zoe catching a (plastic) fish at one of Fernbank's interactive centers. The museum has a variety of activities for children of different ages to try. They give the older kids a scavenger hunt activity at their Discovery Center. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RzpqMsKnoEI/AAAAAAAAAPI/NHBx3EHM0SE/s1600-h/Atlanta+Trip+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132531491588776002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RzpqMsKnoEI/AAAAAAAAAPI/NHBx3EHM0SE/s320/Atlanta+Trip+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's Flamenco Dad and the kids sittin' on top of the mountain. The kids swore they could see the entire world from up there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-2449614157822097468?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2449614157822097468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=2449614157822097468' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2449614157822097468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2449614157822097468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/some-more-photos.html' title='Some More Photos'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RzprLsKnoII/AAAAAAAAAPo/04-pbXpIEAI/s72-c/Atlanta+Trip+139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-7436842404379814168</id><published>2007-11-12T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T22:51:42.701-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Some Favorites from the Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RzkfLcKnoDI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Vxu2WGu4QmM/s1600-h/Atlanta+Trip+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132167531765145650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RzkfLcKnoDI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Vxu2WGu4QmM/s320/Atlanta+Trip+207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/Rzke98KnoCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/rBDapayp5iE/s1600-h/Atlanta+Trip+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132167299836911650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/Rzke98KnoCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/rBDapayp5iE/s320/Atlanta+Trip+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RzkezcKnoBI/AAAAAAAAAOw/UEZ8YTpfaUM/s1600-h/Atlanta+Trip+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132167119448285202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RzkezcKnoBI/AAAAAAAAAOw/UEZ8YTpfaUM/s320/Atlanta+Trip+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RzkeqsKnoAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/wDQdTu4Ch-E/s1600-h/Atlanta+Trip+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132166969124429826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RzkeqsKnoAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/wDQdTu4Ch-E/s320/Atlanta+Trip+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We got in a little later than I anticipated, so I'm afraid my vacation roundup will have to wait. Until then, I decided to share a few of my favorite pics. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-7436842404379814168?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7436842404379814168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=7436842404379814168' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7436842404379814168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7436842404379814168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/some-favorites-from-trip.html' title='Some Favorites from the Trip'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RzkfLcKnoDI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Vxu2WGu4QmM/s72-c/Atlanta+Trip+207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-7798470419686103341</id><published>2007-11-11T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T21:45:08.042-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Why Don't They Tell Us About That?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've heard that a foolproof test of the strength of a relationship is to travel your significant other; if you can survive the trip, then you're golden. If not, well that's a subject for another day.  Flamenco Dad and I have been getting along extremely well on this trip, so I suppose that puts us in the first category.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What they don't tell you is what to do when, three-plus days into your vacation, your kids start to drive you out of your skull! When you're at home and your kids start to rattle you, you can always send them off to play in another part of the house, put in a movie, or send them into the backyard to let off steam. On vacation though, it's twenty-four-seven in your face time. Mama needs a break!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I ADORE my children. Actually, I'm not sure there's a word strong enough to convey how I feel for my babies. But I'm really craving some me time--as in me by myself time. Guess it'll have to wait till we get home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;All complaints aside, we visited the Fernbank Museum of Natural History in Atlanta today. We saw lots of great dinosaurs, sea creatures, and a pretty neat frog exhibit. We saw the IMAX film entitled "Sea Monsters," which was an interesting and well-done film. I enjoyed it even though my son was acting like a bit of a monster of the two-legged variety. The museum has many interactive exhibits that are great for inquiring minds and little hands. There was also a fascinating exhibit about different cultures and the various ways cultures use adornment to tell stories about their history. Pretty cool stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tomorrow we load up the Flamencomobile and head back to the hacienda. Once I've unpacked and gotten the mountain of laundry started, I'll work on getting some photos and video up here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-7798470419686103341?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7798470419686103341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=7798470419686103341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7798470419686103341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7798470419686103341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-dont-they-tell-us-about-that.html' title='Why Don&apos;t They Tell Us About That?'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-2901415841597039218</id><published>2007-11-10T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T22:36:35.547-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Stone Mountain Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's 10:20 p.m. here, and we just got back from spending the day at Stone Mountain Park. By spending the day I mean we got there around 10 a.m. and just walked in the door 10 minutes ago. We went up to the summit of the mountain via a skyride, which was a cool experience for all. Sorry I can't post the photos here yet, though I will when I get back. Internet service is sketchy here right now, such I wanted to get to the meat of my post and not spend too much time fussing with pics right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We did just about everything there was to do at Stone Mountain Park, with the exception of the antebellum plantation stuff. We rode the scenic railroad twice (Ayden's head nearly exploded over that one!), we&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;saw the 4D Polar Express show, the Christmas Parade, the Laser light show, the&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Great Barn--man, I'm so tired I can't even remember all of it right now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tomorrow we're going to the Fernbank Museum of Natural History. Hooray, dinosaurs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-2901415841597039218?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2901415841597039218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=2901415841597039218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2901415841597039218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2901415841597039218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/stone-mountain-day.html' title='Stone Mountain Day'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-9209536600063808203</id><published>2007-11-09T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T21:31:13.588-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>The Life Aquatic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RzUTVcKnn_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/T3StkZiygHg/s1600-h/IMG_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131028609517461490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RzUTVcKnn_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/T3StkZiygHg/s320/IMG_0108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Our first day in the greater Atlanta area was full of activity, with lots of fun things to see and do. We spent our day at the Georgia Aquarium, which is now my number one pick for best aquarium I've ever seen. First of all, it's huge! Second, we got to see these lovelies in the photo. They were so beautiful to behold; so graceful, they just glided around their tank looking like they were in flight. And third, the aquarium has a humongous viewing area called the Ocean Voyager Theater, where you can sit and view what appears to be millions of watery creatures in an absolutely beautiful environment. The kids were enthralled by the entire aquarium experience; and Flamenco Dad and I were just in awe of it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As I had suspected, our GFCF choices have been a bit limited on this trip. Our hotel has a breakfast selection which has fruit juice as its only GFCF choice. Fortunately for me I brought the banana bread I made earlier in the week. The aquarium had some GFCF foods, mostly salads and fruits. We totally lucked out on the dinner front, though. We had dinner at a fantastic Thai restaurant in Tucker, L'Thai, which is just minutes from Stone Mountain. To top it off the restaurant offers organic and conventionally raised meat, for those who prefer organic. We had a terrific meal, and the staff was attentive and friendly. We feasted on delicious curries and steamed jasmine rice. The restaurant has a large fish tank with koi, and the owner was nice enough to let the kids feed the fish. Zoe and Ayden were thrilled. We are all exhausted, so it will be an early night for us this evening. The kids were out cold by about 8:00, and I'm off to bed now too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-9209536600063808203?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/9209536600063808203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=9209536600063808203' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/9209536600063808203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/9209536600063808203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/life-aquatic.html' title='The Life Aquatic'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RzUTVcKnn_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/T3StkZiygHg/s72-c/IMG_0108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-2340336346883225185</id><published>2007-11-08T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T16:35:42.117-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>Getting out of Dodge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, we're finally heading out of here--off to Georgia for our much needed break. We're driving back Monday afternoon. Until then, I'll be posting from on location in Stone Mountain. I've got my camera, laptop, and USB cables so I will try to post some pictures daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I meant to take a picture of the pair of western boots my mom gave me for my birthday, but of course the camera was already packed. But you can see them &lt;a href="http://www.eroper.com/thumbf.asp?group=BOOT&amp;amp;mod=CHUNK&amp;amp;gender=LADIES"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I got the denim blue ones. Zoe also got a pair of boots from her grandma, and they are too cute! Did I mention they're orange? We're both going to put our hot new boots to good use while we're away. More to follow tomorrow! Adios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-2340336346883225185?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2340336346883225185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=2340336346883225185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2340336346883225185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/2340336346883225185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/getting-out-of-dodge.html' title='Getting out of Dodge'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-6128414216196256007</id><published>2007-11-07T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T22:43:29.118-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><title type='text'>Birthday Week: Part Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So today we celebrated the last birthday in the trifecta of November birthdays: mine. I'm thirty-five today; and, to quote my mom, I don't look a day over thirty-four. Flamenco Dad had a looong day at work today, but he still managed to surprise me with some lovely chocolates and a book I've been meaning to read. The kiddies drew an adorable birthday picture for me which will go into my file containing all their artwork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I made a simple dinner--hey, I wasn't about to get all creative in the kitchen today. So I made a simple roast chicken with herbs and some yuca. Those who are not familiar with it should give it a shot. It goes by many names: cassava, manioc, etc.--but it's wonderful. It's a traditional root vegetable served in Latino homes. Sorry, I don't have a photo of it, but I'll google it tomorrow and post one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm off to bed. Tomorrow afternoon we hit the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-6128414216196256007?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6128414216196256007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=6128414216196256007' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/6128414216196256007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/6128414216196256007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/birthday-week-part-three.html' title='Birthday Week: Part Three'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-1001175380602894840</id><published>2007-11-06T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T07:50:33.133-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edumacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><title type='text'>Baking at Home and Fun with Bacteria</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whew, I'm exhausted! It's been a long week already, yet its only Tuesday. What's up with that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Since we're going away this Thursday I wanted to make sure I had enough road-worthy, GFCF snacks to take with us in case we had limited food choices for Zoe. This morning I baked six mini-loaves of banana bread. This time I added buckwheat to the flour mixture, which gave a great texture and a more complex flavor. I decided to go the buckwheat route since my "regular" banana bread used to contain a mixture of white and wheat flour. I was very pleased with the results; the family loves it, and I've got a healthy snack or breakfast item to give Zoe in a pinch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tonight at school we worked on a lab involving food preservation and safety. So what do we do? We get to prepare petrie dishes with E. coli--great, two days before my trip and I have to get up close and personal with some nasty buggers. None of my lab partners wanted to touch the test tube with the bacteria sample, so yours truly had to be the one to do it. I think they figured since I'm the oldest person in the group (in the class, to be more specific) that I was somehow more expendable. Good times! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-1001175380602894840?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1001175380602894840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=1001175380602894840' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1001175380602894840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1001175380602894840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/baking-at-home-and-fun-with-bacteria.html' title='Baking at Home and Fun with Bacteria'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-1285512854687217365</id><published>2007-11-05T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T23:23:35.537-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Annie Get Your Gun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After all the cakes, cookies, and assorted deliciousness of the birthday party I figured I would go with lighter fare today. So for lunch I made my favorite chicken salad. To some leftover roasted chicked (diced) I added celery, apples, onions, shredded carrots, and raisins; and I dressed it with a mayonnaise mixture that included a touch of salt and pepper, a dash of hot sauce, and a pinch of curry powder. Served with some rice crackers, it was very satisfying, and was a good use of some of the remaining party food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Flamenco Dad and I went out on a mini-date this evening to...the gun range. Romantic, right? Ha ha ha. We had fun; and frankly, I'm not too shabby in the marksmanship department, which surprised me. Though I don't really think I'm cut out to be a regular at the firing range. Let's just say that it's a good thing everyone there has to wear ear protection; otherwise they would have heard the sounds of me humming the music from "Annie Get Your Gun."  Man I loved that show! The drama club geek in me comes out every so often. Sorry. I digress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This range/gun shop had what seemed like hundreds of stuffed animals  (not referring to the teddy bear kind either) adorning the entrance and walls of the entire place. It took me a while to get over the strangeness of all the animals just hanging out there; I felt like they were looking at me, I kid you not.  I saw a bear that appeared to be about 7 feet tall, a mountain lion (at least I think that's what it was), and all manner of antelope, deer, and who knows what else. Can you tell I don't know much about wildlike? Who am I, Jack Hanna or something? Tell the folks on Animal Planet they have nothing to fear; their jobs are secure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-1285512854687217365?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1285512854687217365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=1285512854687217365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1285512854687217365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1285512854687217365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/annie-get-your-gun.html' title='Annie Get Your Gun'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-263241149044608510</id><published>2007-11-04T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:34:12.400-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Birthday Week: Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/Ry6GtNdo57I/AAAAAAAAAOY/d2eRWCKrkf4/s1600-h/Zoe+at+2.5+yrs+old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129185136887785394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/Ry6GtNdo57I/AAAAAAAAAOY/d2eRWCKrkf4/s320/Zoe+at+2.5+yrs+old.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Zoe, you turned ten yesterday. After getting over the shock of that statement, I pulled myself together, wiped the tears from my eyes, and proceeded to look for this: my favorite photo of you EVER. While you and I were alone in the car yesterday you mentioned how cool you thought it was that it was finally your double-digit birthday. Our exchange after that had me laughing and crying in the same breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Sweetie, it seems like just yesterday I gave birth to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You: Well Mom, that's just silly. You know, I've been around a looong time. And soon I'm gonna be a teenager. How long before I become an adult?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Me: Too soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today we feasted on GFCF cupcakes in your honor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pineapple Velvet Cake&lt;/em&gt; (recipe from &lt;em&gt;Special Diets for Special Kids, with a minor modification from me&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2 1/2 cups GF flour mix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 tsp. baking soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2 tsp. xanthan gum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3 tsp. baking powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/2 tsp. salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4 eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 cup canola oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 2/3 cups sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 tsp. vinegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 cup unsweetened pineapple juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Combine first 5 ingredients and put aside. With an electric mixer, blend eggs, oil, sugar and vinegar. Beat well so oil is completely emulsified, and mixture is light and lemony looking. On low speed add flour mixture and pineapple juice, alternating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pour into paper-lined muffin tins and bake at 350 about 15-20 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Frosting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/2 cup CF margarine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/2 cup solid white vegetable shortening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 lb. confectioner's sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 tsp. vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2 Tbs. milk substitute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2-3 Tbs. corn syrup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In a mixer, combine margarine, shortening, vanilla, and any other flavorings you'd like to use. Beat until smooth. Add sugar, a cup at a time, and beat until all the sugar has been added. Beat in milk and add corn syrup to reach spreading consistency. You can add food coloring to this to reach your color of choice. Pink is tops for Zoe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Makes about 30 cupcakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-263241149044608510?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/263241149044608510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=263241149044608510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/263241149044608510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/263241149044608510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/birthday-week-part-two.html' title='Birthday Week: Part Two'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/Ry6GtNdo57I/AAAAAAAAAOY/d2eRWCKrkf4/s72-c/Zoe+at+2.5+yrs+old.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-6432735958047103639</id><published>2007-11-03T21:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T09:12:31.641-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Birthday Week: Part One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/Ry0mFNdo56I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Sn3wXxmNHB8/s1600-h/IMG_1887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128797421600040866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/Ry0mFNdo56I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Sn3wXxmNHB8/s320/IMG_1887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So yesterday was the hubby's birthday, and I would be remiss if I didn't give him a shout-out here on the blog. Poor guy's not feeling so well (plus he worked all day yesterday and is playing a gig tonight), but we're hoping he's up to partying Sunday. We're having the joint birthday celebration for him, Zoe, and myself tomorrow afternoon; which will be complete with traditional Puerto Rican fare, a chocolate raspberry cake for the man of honor, and GFCF cupcakes with yummy sweet frosting and jimmies (or sprinkles, whatever you want to call them) for those who don't want to be glutened or caseined. I will post the cupcake recipe tomorrow--I promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know the photo doesn't scream birthday celebration, but it's the most recent one I have; and he looks pretty cute in it, I must say. Happy Birthday, love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-6432735958047103639?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6432735958047103639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=6432735958047103639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/6432735958047103639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/6432735958047103639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/birthday-week-part-one.html' title='Birthday Week: Part One'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/Ry0mFNdo56I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Sn3wXxmNHB8/s72-c/IMG_1887.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-4490532067647613677</id><published>2007-11-02T21:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T21:18:26.321-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>One More Halloween Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RyvLxtdo55I/AAAAAAAAAOI/AhLtnBiZ_gQ/s1600-h/DSCN6926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128416655569381266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RyvLxtdo55I/AAAAAAAAAOI/AhLtnBiZ_gQ/s320/DSCN6926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Does my husband have some kick-ass pumpkin carving skills or what? BTW, this is the first pumpkin he has EVER carved. After he was done Flamenco Dad looked at me and said, "Hey, if I knew it would be this much fun, I would have carved them every year." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-4490532067647613677?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4490532067647613677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=4490532067647613677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4490532067647613677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4490532067647613677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-more-halloween-photo.html' title='One More Halloween Photo'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RyvLxtdo55I/AAAAAAAAAOI/AhLtnBiZ_gQ/s72-c/DSCN6926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-6811630544222038362</id><published>2007-11-01T20:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T13:38:16.270-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NaBloPoMo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Trick or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RypvrL03bLI/AAAAAAAAAN4/LlNqCTbA8xo/s1600-h/DSCN6904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128033913414315186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RypvrL03bLI/AAAAAAAAAN4/LlNqCTbA8xo/s320/DSCN6904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I took this photo as Supergirl and Thomas the Tank Engine hit the first house on their trick-or-treat route. Check out the look on my son's face--he knew he was about to score some candy, and was over the moon about it. The kids had a fantastic time, and are presently passed out after crashing hard from the candy buzz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday was a great distraction from my research paper; I'm glad I decided to go along with Flamenco Dad and take the kids out to trick-or-treat. Oh yeah, and I am so totally DONE with my paper! Sweet Jebus, I put that baby to bed and turned it in to my professor this evening. I am so relieved. I've only got a few more tests, then finals, and the semester will be over. Hallelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nablopomo started today. I'm going to be a good girl and stick to my promise of thirty posts in thirty days. I've got some recipes I'm going to try out and post here during the month (now that I actually have time to cook). &lt;a href="http://www.freetoeat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lynn&lt;/a&gt; made some egg rolls on her blog the other day, and that inspired me to make some summer rolls. Fortunately I have rice flour wrappers on hand here, so I may get cracking on those this weekend. Oh, and the birthdays begin this weekend, so there will be much birthday merriment here at Casa de Flamenco. Stay tuned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-6811630544222038362?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6811630544222038362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=6811630544222038362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/6811630544222038362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/6811630544222038362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RypvrL03bLI/AAAAAAAAAN4/LlNqCTbA8xo/s72-c/DSCN6904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-7242507931557947986</id><published>2007-10-27T16:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T16:32:26.552-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>By the Time This Is Over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will have pulled every hair out of my head! Internets, I miss you; but I'm in the grips of research paper hell. Luckily, this paper is due on November 1st, which means I'll be able to devote my attention to the upcoming birthdays (Zoe, Flamenco Dad, and me--all in one week), NaBloPoMo, my gfcf kitchen, catching up on the blogs, online shopping, and all my shows that have been recorded for my viewing pleasure. Can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-7242507931557947986?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7242507931557947986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=7242507931557947986' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7242507931557947986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7242507931557947986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/10/by-time-this-is-over.html' title='By the Time This Is Over...'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-1905632510443602139</id><published>2007-10-22T10:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T10:23:58.470-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Love'/><title type='text'>Call Me Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RxyxAG7ACmI/AAAAAAAAANw/Zz71U0tN1SY/s1600-h/nablo07_seal[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124165091456977506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RxyxAG7ACmI/AAAAAAAAANw/Zz71U0tN1SY/s320/nablo07_seal%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's back! And I'm going to attempt this yet again (maybe this time I will actually make it through the month). &lt;a href="http://nablopomo.ning.com/"&gt;National Blog Posting Month&lt;/a&gt; starts November 1st, so there will be much bloggage here next month. I'm thinking ahead and making sure there will be no excuses for missing a post. Not even when I'm away in Georgia next month for our short little family getaway--the focus of &lt;em&gt;those &lt;/em&gt;posts will be about our travels, and how we fare while travelling gfcf. So sign up and join me and all the other participants as we go for 30 posts in 30 days! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-1905632510443602139?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1905632510443602139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=1905632510443602139' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1905632510443602139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1905632510443602139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/10/call-me-crazy.html' title='Call Me Crazy'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RxyxAG7ACmI/AAAAAAAAANw/Zz71U0tN1SY/s72-c/nablo07_seal%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-4757210793393959894</id><published>2007-10-16T09:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:50:58.770-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flamenco Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Products'/><title type='text'>Tall, Grande, or Venti?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RxTBuW7AClI/AAAAAAAAANo/_w_q3d8JJQ0/s1600-h/2007-10-16+Coffee+Chart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121931678398286418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RxTBuW7AClI/AAAAAAAAANo/_w_q3d8JJQ0/s320/2007-10-16+Coffee+Chart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've mentioned on more than one occasion that Flamenco Dad is a complete coffee snob. As a result, he has spoiled me to the point that coffee from most retail establishments now takes like what I suspect sewer water would taste like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bless his heart, my hubby orders his coffee beans online and grinds them every time he makes coffee. Swoon! Have I mentioned that in the twelve years we've been together, I can count the number of times I've made coffee on one hand? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For years we've been ordering from &lt;a href="http://www.portorico.com/store/index.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; coffee purveyor in New York (we found them while strolling through Greenwich Village while we were out on a date). Recently we decided to give the folks at &lt;a href="http://www.bocajava.com/"&gt;Boca Java &lt;/a&gt;a try, and have been very pleased with the results. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Never one to rest on his laurels, the man been searching for even more ways to get his coffee on with even fresher-tasting results. And so, &lt;a href="http://www.sweetmarias.com/prod.freshroast.shtml"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; arrived via UPS yesterday. Oh, and so did &lt;a href="http://www.sweetmarias.com/prod.greencoffee.mvc.shtml"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;. So last night my husband came home from work and, not unlike a kid in the proverbial candy store, proceeded to roast his first batch of coffee. I think I heard him squeal in delight once or twice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My entire house smells like a coffee house--not a bad thing, right? I told my mother-in-law that I'm going to have to set up some tables on the front lawn, slap on my apron, and go around taking orders &lt;em&gt;a la&lt;/em&gt; Flo from &lt;em&gt;Alice&lt;/em&gt;. In the meantime, I'll be in the kitchen baking scones, lemon squares and the like for the handsome, and somewhat obsessive, coffee elitist I married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-4757210793393959894?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4757210793393959894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=4757210793393959894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4757210793393959894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/4757210793393959894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/10/tall-grande-or-venti.html' title='Tall, Grande, or Venti?'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RxTBuW7AClI/AAAAAAAAANo/_w_q3d8JJQ0/s72-c/2007-10-16+Coffee+Chart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-1762362429194774018</id><published>2007-10-08T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T11:48:40.734-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Can You Feel the Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am pleased to announce that I am the recipient of some sweet blog love! Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RwrFFG7ACkI/AAAAAAAAANg/0v0fDkn3iH4/s1600-h/blogstar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119120618008087106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RwrFFG7ACkI/AAAAAAAAANg/0v0fDkn3iH4/s200/blogstar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RwrE_27ACjI/AAAAAAAAANY/gZPfOSac2TI/s1600-h/luvyourblog.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119120527813773874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RwrE_27ACjI/AAAAAAAAANY/gZPfOSac2TI/s200/luvyourblog.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My buddy &lt;a href="http://www.bloomingmarvelous.blogspot.com/"&gt;Annie&lt;/a&gt; has awarded me these two blog awards. Annie and I became acquainted on an online forum for stay-at-home-moms. Annie isn't on that forum anymore, but I feel so blessed to have been able to stay in touch with her and form a friendship online with someone I've yet to meet (oh, how 21st century!). Ironically enough, Annie and I live within a modest driving distance of each other but still haven't met. Someday, when the stars align--and our kiddies cooperate--we're going to have to meet up for tea and girl-talk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So, now it falls on me to share the love with some of the other bloggers who move me, make me laugh, and just brighten my day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lynn at &lt;a href="http://www.freetoeat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Free to Eat&lt;/a&gt;. She is a food (and other life stuff) blogger like me. She's got a musical family, also like me. What I love about her blog is that Lynn's wonderful spirit really comes through in what she writes and creates in her kitchen. One day Lynn's family and mine are going to get together for a little flamenco and Navar jam session!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Carmen of &lt;a href="http://www.momtothescreamingmasses.typepad.com/"&gt;Mom to the Screaming Masses &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.momtothescreamingmasses.typepad.com/the_elf_diet/"&gt;The Elff Diet&lt;/a&gt;. Carmen's got a gaggle of children, and is still sane enough to put together a coherent thought. Oh, and she's lost over seventy pounds and is sharing her wealth of knowledge with the entire world. Go girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ali at &lt;a href="http://www.divine-domesticity.blogspot.com/"&gt;Divine Domesticity&lt;/a&gt;. She's a fantastic cook. Her food is not gfcf, but her creations really motivate me to experiment in my own kitchen. She just gave birth to an adorable baby girl, and is revealing all the stuff about first time motherhood that nobody bothers to tell you about before your kid is born. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kelly at &lt;a href="http://www.mochamomma.com/"&gt;Mocha Momma&lt;/a&gt;. She works as a dean at a high school (which should qualify her for sainthood or something). Kelly's got a razor-sharp wit, and I just love, love, love her blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Attila the Mom at &lt;a href="http://www.lilwalnutbrain.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheaper Than Therapy&lt;/a&gt;. ATM is hilarious, smart, and so REAL. Her posts are funny, touching, poignant, and sometimes snarky. I've adopted some of her Attila-isms in my daily vernacular (ex. Richard Cranium, Asshat of the Week, etc), which is a testament to how much I enjoy her writing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ooh, I feel all warm and fuzzy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-1762362429194774018?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1762362429194774018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=1762362429194774018' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1762362429194774018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1762362429194774018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/10/can-you-feel-love.html' title='Can You Feel the Love?'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RwrFFG7ACkI/AAAAAAAAANg/0v0fDkn3iH4/s72-c/blogstar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-8097315483216842882</id><published>2007-10-04T08:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T08:39:58.167-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><title type='text'>Zucchini Bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really like quickbreads, and there are several reasons for that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. They don't contain yeast (a bonus if you have some yeast sensitivity), which is great because you don't have to wait for bread dough to proof .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. Quickbreads have wonderful, homey flavors and a moist, almost cake-like texture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. They're a fantastic way to sneak healthy ingredients into your kids' diet that they might otherwise not want to try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. Have I mentioned the cute little mini-loaf pans? No? &lt;em&gt;I know, I know, it's a sickness how obsessed I am with kitchenware&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I baked some zucchini bread for the kids yesterday, which was a big hit with Zoe (not so much for Ayden, but at least he tried it). I used a recipe from &lt;em&gt;Cooking Free&lt;/em&gt; by Carol Fenster. I've referred to the book frequently in this blog, and that's because it's just that good. For those who must avoid things like eggs and sugar in addition to gluten and casein, Carol includes some recipes which avoid these products as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I took photos of the zucchini bread, but am unable to upload it today. One of the kids (or both) broke the USB cable that connects my printer/card reader to my computer; don't ask, I nearly popped a blood vessel when I saw that the cable was broken. Again. Once I replace it I'll post the photo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-8097315483216842882?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8097315483216842882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=8097315483216842882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8097315483216842882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/8097315483216842882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/10/zucchini-bread.html' title='Zucchini Bread'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-1673008019421387638</id><published>2007-09-27T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T09:02:53.553-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autism'/><title type='text'>Jenny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I'm off to the bookstore to pick up a copy of Jenny McCarthy's new book, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0525950117/bookstorenow16-20"&gt;Louder than Words: A Mother's Journey in Healing Autism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Jenny's been promoting her book on various talk shows, getting out the message that help is out there for families affected by ASD. Among other things, Jenny writes about her experiences with the GFCF Diet--and I'm always interested in hearing about other families' experiences with the diet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm a bit behind in picking up this book--I meant to do it last week. So to say that I'm chomping at the bit to get this book in my hot little hands would be an understatement. Lately I've been up to my eyeballs in homework (I'm drowning in logic problems and chemical formulas over here!) and rehearsals. A chance to sit and read a book of my choosing will be such a treat. Flamenco Dad and I have 2 shows this week, and after that I'll be able to give Jenny's book my attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-1673008019421387638?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1673008019421387638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=1673008019421387638' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1673008019421387638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1673008019421387638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/09/jenny.html' title='Jenny'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-1955598954200979789</id><published>2007-09-17T18:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T19:04:30.242-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><title type='text'>Cookies Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/Ru8DUzqyiTI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5VasWPV3Lyw/s1600-h/DSCN6858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111307758090750258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/Ru8DUzqyiTI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5VasWPV3Lyw/s320/DSCN6858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorry that my posts have been sporadic as of late; this school business was tougher than I thought it would be. I'm enjoying myself and the classes are actually interesting; but I've been studying like a mad woman, yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I took a break from studying for tomorrow's science test and baked some cookies for Miss Z and her brother. The recipe for these cookies comes from &lt;em&gt;Special Diets for Special Kids&lt;/em&gt;, which is a wonderful cookbook for GFCF, kid-friendly cooking. The cookies have a delightfully chewy texture reminiscent of oatmeal cookies. They include puffed rice cereal, which is what gives it that lovely mouth-feel. I used &lt;a href="http://www.enjoylifefoods.com/our_foods/chocolate_chips.html"&gt;Enjoy LIfe Foods Chocolate Chips &lt;/a&gt;for a bit of chocolatey flavor.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My kids really dug these cookies--Ayden ate four of them! I know, I know, bad mommy right? But I only fed him two; he managed to sneakily get hold of two more cookies on his own. Zoe was thrilled to see that the recipe made a large batch, so she knew there would be plenty to take to school. How many does the recipe make? Well that depends on how large you make them. I spooned them onto the baking sheets in generous tablespoonsful, and the recipe yielded 36 cookies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rice Puffies (recipe by Lisa Lewis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 cup GF flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2/3 cup sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 tsp. Xanthan Gum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/2 tsp. baking soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/2 cup CF margarine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 tsp. vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3 cups puffed rice cereal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1/2 cup chocolate chips (optional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Sift together dry ingredients. Cream margarine, sugar and vanilla until light and fluffy, then beat in the egg. Stir in flour mixture, then cereal and chips. Spoon onto baking sheet. Bake at 350 for 12 minutes or until light brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-1955598954200979789?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1955598954200979789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=1955598954200979789' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1955598954200979789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1955598954200979789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/09/cookies-anyone.html' title='Cookies Anyone?'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/Ru8DUzqyiTI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5VasWPV3Lyw/s72-c/DSCN6858.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-3284480288683731843</id><published>2007-09-11T09:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T09:48:45.585-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remembering'/><title type='text'>Six</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Please take a moment to remember all the souls lost on this day six years ago in New York, New York; Shanksville, Pennsylvania; and Washington, D.C. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-3284480288683731843?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3284480288683731843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=3284480288683731843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/3284480288683731843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/3284480288683731843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/09/woke-up-feeling-sad-today.html' title='Six'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-1773328770288760212</id><published>2007-09-10T20:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T20:37:22.516-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><title type='text'>I Fried</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A while back I saw a fellow gluten-free blogger posted about gluten free onions rings. &lt;a href="http://www.justnotdinner.blogspot.com/2007/06/two-keepers.html#links"&gt;Sheri&lt;/a&gt; had seen a recipe on the Food Network site for onion rings that were batter-dipped using a batter made with rice flour. Sheri simply replaced the conventional beer with Redbridge and voila! Onion rings that even the most finnicky gluten eater could enjoy. Well, Flamenco Dad heard me rave about the notion of making these tasty treats; fast forward to a six pack of Redbridge that somehow ended up at my house...you know where this is going, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The original recipe comes from Food Network babe &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/food/recipes/recipe/0,,FOOD_9936_37048,00.html?rsrc=search"&gt;Tyler Florence&lt;/a&gt;. So, given that I'm kinda sweet on him, I was on board with trying this recipe here at Casa Flamenco. I don't fry too often, but this was definitely worth the effort--and certainly worth making again. I served it along with some roasted herb chicken (hey I wasn't going to fry the entire meal) and some organic sweet peas. Oh yeah, and I had a bottle of Redbridge with it. Yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-1773328770288760212?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1773328770288760212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=1773328770288760212' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1773328770288760212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/1773328770288760212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-fried.html' title='I Fried'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-884098613337121176</id><published>2007-09-03T23:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T07:53:19.178-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RtzN0wEQ5DI/AAAAAAAAANA/OSqOHy0svfw/s1600-h/Eddy+and+Mel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106182383670977586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RtzN0wEQ5DI/AAAAAAAAANA/OSqOHy0svfw/s320/Eddy+and+Mel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I married the handsome fellow in the picture, I became the luckiest girl in the world. Happy Anniversary to the guy who still gives me butterflies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-884098613337121176?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/884098613337121176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=884098613337121176' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/884098613337121176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/884098613337121176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RtzN0wEQ5DI/AAAAAAAAANA/OSqOHy0svfw/s72-c/Eddy+and+Mel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-5539146343333291697</id><published>2007-09-03T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T22:48:40.384-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Cooking'/><title type='text'>A Quick Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RtzFYQEQ5CI/AAAAAAAAAM4/XpwPxtEhT1g/s1600-h/Muffins+pictures+of+Mel+and+Eddy+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106173097951683618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RtzFYQEQ5CI/AAAAAAAAAM4/XpwPxtEhT1g/s320/Muffins+pictures+of+Mel+and+Eddy+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Zoe asked if I could bake something tasty and gluten and casein free for her to have as a snack. We were headed to a barbeque and we knew there would be a limited amount of food she could eat there. I was a bit pressed for time this morning, so I whipped up a quick batch of blueberry muffins. I used the recipe for Sue's Rice Muffins, which is on the package of Bob's Red Mill White Rice Flour. I had some organic blueberries in the freezer, which I thawed out and tossed with the muffin mixture. They were done and ready to eat in a flash! And, unlike the last time I made these, I didn't overbake them; so they had a wonderful, light texture and were quite moist and tasty. I love them because they're not ridiculously sweet, unlike some others. And blueberries are so delicious and good for you, they made a welcome addition to the final product. We've got some muffins left over, which was great news for Zoe--tomorrow she gets to take one in her lunchbox tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-5539146343333291697?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5539146343333291697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=5539146343333291697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/5539146343333291697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/5539146343333291697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/09/quick-treat.html' title='A Quick Treat'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/RtzFYQEQ5CI/AAAAAAAAAM4/XpwPxtEhT1g/s72-c/Muffins+pictures+of+Mel+and+Eddy+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-5124647680854859982</id><published>2007-09-01T13:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T15:48:08.709-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Eight Random Things Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Y'all, I've been tagged! Another GFCF mom, &lt;a href="http://www.gfcfmommy.blogspot.com/"&gt;GFCF Mommy&lt;/a&gt;, has tagged me to post an "8 Random Things About Me" meme. And it's just what I need to help me get the blog juices going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The rules for this meme game are:&lt;br /&gt;1. Let others know who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;2. Players start with 8 random facts about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;3. Those who are tagged should post these rules and their 8 random facts.&lt;br /&gt;4. Players should tag 8 other people and notify them they have been tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So here are my eight random facts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. I am an absolute crazy-obsessed &lt;em&gt;Wizard of Oz&lt;/em&gt; freak. I don't eat at McDonald's, but my niece who works there has brought me all the little Madame Alexander Wizard of Oz toys that came in the Happy Meals. She is now my favorite niece of all time. My husband says I have a disease--and yet (enabler that he is), he bought the the 100th anniversary annotated version of the book. Hello? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. Even though I'm rather short (barely 5'4) I have BIG, wide canoe feet. When I was a kid, my dad teased me and said I had Fred Flinstone feet, LOL! My dad and I never saw eye to eye on things, but he was totally right about the feet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. Speaking of those feet, you'd think that since they're big I'd have more support beneath me to keep me steady. And you would be wrong, because I can be one clumsy girl. It's a wonder that I can stay on my feet in dance class, I can barely navigate my living room!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. I have got not-so-secret crushes on Alton Brown, Tyler Florence, and several of the other Food Network dudes. I loves me a guy that knows his way around a kitchen. Except for Bobby Flay--that guy's a real "Richard Cranium"(hope you don't mind me borrowing that, &lt;a href="http://www.lilwalnutbrain.blogspot.com/"&gt;Attila&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. I have what I believe to be an extremely cool tattoo on my shoulder. It took me two years to muster up the nerve to let my grandma see it--but she thinks it's pretty snazzy too. I never told her that I had my belly button pierced as well; it might have been too much for her to handle. Besides, I had that removed a little over ten years ago, at my doctor's insistence--I was seven months pregnant at the time and my belly button looked like it was about to pop and tear at the site of the piercing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. When I was a teenager, I had the chance to go on a tour of Europe with my school--and my parents said no. Merde! I missed out on two weeks traveling through London, Paris, Barcelona, and Rome. Trust me, I'm still mad about it. Mom, I hope you're reading this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7. I am a beauty product junkie. Particularly when it comes to hair products. It must stem from the fact that I grew up in a beauty parlor. I love all manner of yummy smelling hair stuff. Some people say that the smell of cookies baking in the oven reminds them of their childhood. For me it's the smell of peroxide and hairspray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8. I never learned to ride a bike. I grew up in the ghetto, and my parents refused to let me play outside to learn. And good luck learning to ride in an apartment. My husband bought me a bike (and a super-cute matching helmet) several years ago and I'm afraid to ride it. WTH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay, so I know I'm supposed to tag 8 other people, but most of the other bloggers I know have already done this. If you haven't, then consider yourself tagged! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-5124647680854859982?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5124647680854859982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=5124647680854859982' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/5124647680854859982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/5124647680854859982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/09/eight-random-things-meme.html' title='Eight Random Things Meme'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31755423.post-7971182147413417201</id><published>2007-08-28T22:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T22:55:44.769-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boo-boos'/><title type='text'>On Why He May Never Want to See Another Doctor Ever Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ayden had an interesting couple of days last week. He had a surgical procedure last Friday (more on that in a minute). But, as if we weren't worked up enough about that, the little angel decided to take a flying leap off out couch, hitting his head on the coffee table in the process. The kid had blood dripping from his head, soaking his white t-shirt and leaving drops of blood all over the living room floor. He had a nasty gash on his head, which meant a trip to the ER for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess I should consider myself lucky in that, at four years old, this is the first time we've had to go to the ER with Ayden for something like this. Zoe was just under two years old when she somehow got a hold of a small bit of cotton and jammed it in her ear. Moments later she was bleeding from her ear because she was trying to dig it out. &lt;em&gt;Ick, I'm getting nauseous just thinking about it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So we get to the ER, where the doctor on duty determines that it's just a cut (no concussion or anything like that), so it's two staples on Ayden's scalp and away we go. He needs to keep the staples in for seven to ten days. Picture me trying to wash the kid's hair when all he can think about are the two staples protruding from his head. For the next seven to ten days, people. &lt;em&gt;Again with the nausea. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which brings us to Friday--two days after the couch jumping incident. Ayden had surgery to correct his "tongue-tie," which is at the point where--if not corrected--could eventually affect his speech (we were already starting to see signs of that). The surgery is known as a frenoplasty; given the fact that my son's tongue tie was rather pronounced, it was necessary for the doctor to put two stitches on the underside of my son's tongue after cutting it. &lt;em&gt;Okay, seriously, I'm turning green over here&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Needless to say, once the little guy woke up from the anesthesia and the drugs started to wear off...he was not happy. Fear not, it was nothing some Tylenol and an unlimited supply of ice pops couldn't fix. He's feeling much better, but he still doesn't want to stick his tongue out. Well, at least the kid's got good manners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31755423-7971182147413417201?l=gfcfmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7971182147413417201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31755423&amp;postID=7971182147413417201' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7971182147413417201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31755423/posts/default/7971182147413417201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gfcfmama.blogspot.com/2007/08/on-why-he-may-never-want-to-see-another.html' title='On Why He May Never Want to See Another Doctor Ever Again'/><author><name>Flamenco Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13778517572949200546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qDnjQT-bJE/TIUl8OAW6II/AAAAAAAAAgA/epdlLT8n8e0/S220/good-hair-day-007%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
