Baby Bunting!

My boss announced a while ago that she is expecting. I found this really adorable baby bunting bag that I want to make for her. She's not due until February, but the pattern is so cute I can't wait til then, so I started one for my friend from back home. She is due in November. Here I've finished the body...

Sorry it's sideways and not super clear. My camera is acting funny, so I took this on my phone.

Bread continued...

The apple-cinnamon-granola bread is really good. I made two loaves. One with granola, the other with regular old fashione oats. I think I like the oats better than the oatmeal. And I made honey butter to slather on it. Divine! Here's a link to the recipe if you're interested... apple-cinnamon-granola bread.

The wheat, not so great. It didn't rise well, but wheat bread doesn't rise as much as white because of gluten, bran, blah, blah, blah. It tasted fine, but I'm going to have to play with it to get it just how I want it. Science + cooking = happy Becky!

More Bread

I pulled quite a few bread recipes from the internet. This weekend I'm going to try a whole wheat bread and an apple-cinnamon-granola bread. I'll let you know what happens...

Brother Yun

I am so excited I had to share right away!

This morning on Moody radio, they were discussing persecution in the church, specifically in China. A man was talking about his organization Act3, and how they are working to raise awareness of the persecuted. His life was greatly impacted by exiled Chinese Christian Brother Yun, author of Heavenly Man. Bro. Yun has written another book, Living Water and is on a US speaking tour. Act3 is sponsoring his visits to the Chicagoland area... THIS WEEKEND!

I spent the rest of my drive repeating act3online.com, act3online.com, act3online.com, because I just had to look up these speaking engagements. You see, Shelly ShellFish let me borrow her copy of Heavenly Man more than a year ago. It was so challenging and inspiring. It was one of those books that I couldn't put down, totally absorbed every word, and still remember the details. The opportunity to see and hear this amazing man of God in person is something I just could not pass up. And it's free! I emailed ShellFish as soon as I found the info and WE'RE GOING! Yippee!

If anyone wants to join us, let me know. If you want your faith to be challenged, read the book.

Mmmm... Bread

So I've started baking my own bread. I decided to start with a simple basic white loaf recipe and wow, it is good!

I made a grilled cheese sandwich... I may never buy bread again.

Why do they only have crappy templates on here? This is the best I could come up with and I'm not so sure about it. I'm not techy enough to come up with my own. What's a girl to do? Perhaps I'll move over to wordpress...

80's Night

That Betty! What are we going to do with her? She and Ray hosted an 80's night. I must admit, I was a little unsure, seeing as I experienced most of the 80's through the lens of Sesame Street, but it was really a blast.
And even though I knew, like maybe 3 songs, I must say, I thought my outfit turned out pretty great! Too bad I didn't get a full shot of me or Amanda (who did live through and vividly remembers the 80's), but a head shot is better than nothing.

Hmmm... you can't really see my awesome bow.

You can see all the pix here if you want.

If I could've brought her home...

This is my friend Laura...

At the lunch we served, I was standing in the back waiting to see what still needed to be done and here she comes. She just toddled up to me and made the universal baby "pick me up" sign - arms outstreched high overhead. So, I picked her up. I mean, when have I ever refused to hold a little one? Well, that settled it, she was mine! I gave her away long enough to play La Simona Dice (Simon Says) and then she was back.

Later, one of the little boys was sick and crying, so I tried to hold him and she got very upset with me. We finally managed this arrangement and she seemed okay, unless I tried to move.

A couple days later, we went to Rahab's monthly service with the women. While the choir was singing, one of the workers came rushing upstairs to get help with the kids. Since I'm not in the choir, they sent me down. As soon as I got there, one of the interns turned around and handed me Laura!

Later, when we talked with the women in small groups, I was in the group with both of their mothers. It was beautiful to hear their stories and understand a little more about the lives of these precious babies. And of course wonderful to see my sweet Laura again!

More on the little guy in another post...