the process of making pie

I chose pie because my mom and i would make pies together for the holidays we would make lots of pie crusts the day before then put them in the freezer over night and make the pie filling the next morning and pill the pie crusts as we made the fillings and put them in the oven. It was a bonding time for my mom and i. She taught me how to make a lot of the stuff that we made on holidays but the pie crusts has the most meaning because we just sat at the dining room table and put all the ingredients together and rolled the crust, joking around being silly, jamming out to some oldies music and talking about anything and everything.

 

The process of making pie is easy, that's probably why people say "its easy as pie."

 First you add flour in a bowl and you get cold butter and cut it into smaller pieces, then you smash the butter with your fingers, in the flour, but don't touch the butter too much because you don't want it to melt. Then you get a measuring cup and put ice water in it. After you get done smashing all the butter add the ice cold water with a tablespoon working it into the crust until all the dough sticks together, but the crust should be dry. If you add too much water you can add a little more flour to dry it up. When your finally done with kneading the dough you roll it into a ball and start to roll it out with a rolling pin. It should be pretty thin, but not so thin that you cant pick it up and put it in the pie dish. After you get done rolling it, i like to place the pie dish upside down on it to make sure that the crust will cover the whole dish, if it does then i pick up the crust and put it in the dish and cut the crust that goes off the side and decorate the outer edges.

 If I'm gonna finish the pie the next day i just put the crust in the freezer and finish in the morning, but if I'm doing it that day i go ahead and add the pie fillings then put it in the oven and boom its done. My favorite is my moms pecan pie but I've never made that before. I always make apple pie, with the canned apple but i add cinnamon sugar.

 

My mom found the recipe for the pie crust in the recipe that we have from my great grandmother on my dads side. My grandma on my moms side couldn't cook to save her life! Honestly my mom and her kids are pretty much the only people in our family that can cook. My mom taught all her kids how to cook and bake including the boys. She always said that everyone should know how to cook, we need to know how to take care of ourselves. She told me that i need to learn how to cook because when i have a family i need to know how to feed them without them wanting to starve themselves! When my daughter gets old enough to start helping me i will teach her how to make the pies and the Christmas cookies. Baking and cooking with my mom for the holidays was something that i will never forget, its very sentimental to me. Even now that i don't live with her i like to come help with the pies and i bring some of my own pies.

 

 

 

 I don't know how to make her pecan pie (its on my to-do list) but i do make other kinds of pies. I like the experiment and try new types of pies. Last year i made a blueberry pie and a apple pie. I left the blueberry pie at my parents house and my mom called me and told me that my dad and brothers were fighting over the last piece of the pie. Traditionally my mom only made pumpkin pie and pecan pie. I bring the variety! ;) i don't make very many pies, in fact last year i only made two. My older sister is convinced that i will take over the holiday stress of having the family over and cooking, but i am fighting it for now! Misty, my sister, usually brings a bunch of dips and a dirt cake because dirt cake is her husband's favorite and his birthday is Christmas Eve. Sometimes my older brother Joseph brings apple pie, its been a few since that's happened. My aunt and uncle buy rolls and the bring soda. After we eat our huge meal we sit around eating pie and playing games. All the guys play poker and the girls sit at a different table playing board games with the kids.

lightning

 

 

 

 

Lightning

The sky is a fascinating place. One of my favorite things to watch in the sky is lightning. Its always different, they never look the same and the large, sudden bolts of light fill every ones eyes with awe. When i was younger my parents gave me the room with the most windows because i love to look outside while I'm laying in bed, lightning storms were my favorite nights, listening to the calm rain and watching all the bright, breath taking lights fill the night sky. Its just stunning. It can be dangerous too though. People have been seriously injured some even killed. Even trees aren't safe from lightning, sometimes the lightning strikes the trees and they catch on fire and the tree is fried or it strikes limping and they fall off. Lightning is very dangerous but its so beautiful. Isn't that the way it always works? Beautiful things are always dangerous.

I will never do that again

I will never climb a tree in an area with snakes again. My parents live out in the country and they have chickens. My brothers and i used to climb a tree next to the chicken coop, we would race to the top of the tree then we would jump down on the shed. Well one day we were climbing the tree and i got to the top and there was two black snakes in my face, i just froze and cried asking them to go get our dad, when they got out of the tree i started to back away from the snakes that were hissing in my face and not paying any attention to where i was stepping and i fell out of the tree and both the snakes fell on top of me. I stood up and just ran, i ran past the house i just kept running until i felt like i was a safe distance from the snakes and i was crying and when i stopped i realized i was shaking and my heartbeat was racing from the run but mostly from my biggest fear staring me right in the eyes.

I will never go into an abodadoned shed with my brothers and dig threw drawers again. We were digging threw them and we saw something that looked plastic, austin grabbed it and it was a oposum! It hissed and spun around austin had it by the tail it tried to bite austin but he dropped it sooo fast and we all jumped out the window and screamed like a bunch of school girls until we got to the house, then i was laughing about how ridicoulous the whole thing was, but my brothers didnt find the humor in it. Boys dont like being scared or screaming like girls and running away from something so they were really mad and they got mad at me for laughing.

"she is Blonde"
She looks like a model, her light colored hair glowing in the sunlight. Her looks betray how smart she truely is. Most people think you cant be smart and beautiful, but she has it all. She has bright blue eyes and tan skin, that smells of tropical flowers.

"the toddler was angry"
She ran threw the house screaming and throwing her hands in the air, she flung her little body against the floor and started banging her head against the cool hardwood floor. She screams a high pitched cry, her beautiful blue eyes are red and puffy, her face is ruby colored, and her body is burning with rage.

"I was unhappy"
I was unhappy when my ex called me last night asking to see my daughter, he sees her for a couple weeks then he disappears for months. Its not fair to her to have a dad that is around only when it is convient. He thinks partying is more important, he doesnt have a job, car, home, nothing! he lives with his mom, but he is hardly ever home. He goes out with his friends then tells everyone he doesnt have a phone or anyway of getting ahold of anyone, im not sure if he lives in the 21st century. Maybe he rides around on a horse and buggy too. Excuses. Lies. Thats all anyone ever hears come out of that ignorant mans mouth. My daughter deserves better. I dont yell, i keep my calm. The man that has ruined so many things is trying to continue the pattern, i just let him know he can do what he has to, but he will not see her.

Cooking something

Family holidays are always fun and require lots of time in the kitchen! (unless you buy everything at the store pre-made.) My mom cooks everything from stratch, and she is an awesome cook. She makes about 12 pies for Thanksgiving and 15 for Christmas. We used to make the pie crusts the day before and put them in the freezer from the next day. Then we would start making the pie filling in the morning. I always helped her, but never actually knew what i was doing until i got older and moved out. I still dont know her pecan pie recipe, which is by far my favorite pie that she makes. I have never had pecan pie anywhere else that i liked, only hers. My aunt always says that mom spoiled our taste buds because after we ate her food nothing else seemed as good. Making pies with my mom is one of my favorite things i did with her. She taught me how to make almost everything that i know. I am more of a baker and she is the cook. She taught me more cooking.

free writing- where would you rather be

I would rather three years older, with a nursing degree and a great job to support my daughter and myself. I would rather be working in a small drs clinic where everyone is friendly and knows each others name. I want to be in a beautiful house with a garden in the back yard that smells of spring, and looks like a green haven with a hammock and a pool. I want a front yard with a big Magnolia tree and rose bushes down the sides of the house. My daughter would be in kindergarten and life would finally not be in pause anymore, just waiting for something good to happen because everything would be happening.

This house has a Rome looking outside with a tall ceiling and a bird bath in the front yard, beautiful and trimmed rose bushes down the sides of the house. I big Magnolia tree in the front yard kind of off to the side of the house with big pink flowers blooming and waxy green leaves. The house has a circle driveway. There is a cream colored garage and everything is organized on the walls, all the gardening stuff is put away and everything is neat and tidy. The kitchen is huge, with lots of counter space and an island in the middle. The cabinets are black and the walls are white.

You can hear the birds singing and the wind blowing. There are bees buzzing in the garden and children laughing down the street. There is a low noise of jazzy music playing in the back ground and you can hear the water in the pool moving with the wind. The leaves are blowing and hitting against each other making all the beautiful sounds that spring brings.

The flowers are soft and delicate with a leathery texture, the grass is smooth and relaxing under my feet, the water in the pool is cool with a bed floaty that feels like laying on a cool cloud. The house has a clay effect and the floors are brick with gloss on top to make the smooth. The tea is cool and refreshing.

The flowers have a sweet smell mixed with the smell of the clorine in the pool and grill of the nieghbors having a bbq. The house smells like fruit and the smell of the brisky warm breeze brings me to my senses. The smells bring me to the brink of sleeping. The cookies in the oven smell sweet and chocolately.

The tea is bitter and cold, i can feel the caffine sinking in my blood stream. I taste the chocolatey cookies, still warm from the oven, all the chocolate chips are melted and gooey. The smell of the pool is so intoxicating i can taste the cholrine in the back of my throat.

In this house before i moved in people told me that a couple lived here, but they got too old to take care of themselves so they moved to a nursing home. The womans parents lived here, and the couple got married in the backyard, they have been married over 50 years and they have lived here their whole marriage. They rebuilt most of the house and added on too the oringinal rooms. They had three kids grow in this house and they were sad that they couldnt pass the house down to their kids, they wanted to pass it down but the kids all had a home and they decided to sell the hosue to move into a nice nursing home.

Senses-describe an image

The colorful lizards, one with swigily lines down its back in the colors red, blue, black and orange. Another is bright green with red dots down its sides and a spiney red and black line down its back. The last one is yellow with fish egg shaped bubbles down its sides with red dots in the center and a red, blue, and orange cloudy line down in the center of his back. All of them are circling a bright blue feather with big white dots on it, on top of a colorful blanket. The blanket looks like its from Mexico with big solid red lines next to smaller colorful lines of red, pink, blue, green. purple, yellow, orange, and red, The lizards have different eyes, the one with the fish eggs has red beady eyes, the green one with red dots has huge eyes with small green puepils, and the colorful striped one has big blue eyes that look sad. The feather is floating on the blanket its not touching anthing but its staying still. The blanket is bunched up like it was neatly folded then something knocked it over, its a neat mess.

101-111 Hells and Heavens

My hells and heavens this week... this week as been a crazy week. Ill start with my hells, my mom lost her job a couple days ago and she helps me pay my bills alot because i am a single mother and i am a full time student so its hard to find a good paying job to afford everything. I also had to meet with my exs mom so that she could see my daughter because she hasnt seen her since Christmas, thats always dreadful! Of course that family always tries to make me look like a terrible person because i left a relationship that i wasnt happy in and i knew i could do better. I havent seen my daughters dad since before Christmas because he isnt exactly the type of person i want around her. After i left drugs became his best friend and he became homeless and jobless. He lives with his mom now but he usually doesnt come home because he parties. My heaven part is that i got a job that i really wanted and i didnt think that i would get it because it is such a good job and i cried on the phone when he told me i was hired, Its a CNA job which is a great job for someone that wants to be in the nursing field and it was just a huge relief and it came at a good time. I also have done pretty well on my mid-terms this week. My daughter and i got to spend monday together because class was cancelled on monday. I also let my daughter sleep with me last night because she busted her lip on her bed rail and couldnt fall asleep. I think that i have more heaven than hell in my life right now. I have a wonderful daughter, a great new job and a beautful home.

No (is, am, are, was, were, has, have, had)

There was a short, bald, young brown-eyed baby girl that was loud and funny. Later in life she grew to be tall with long straight hair and she became more shy and mad at the world. It got to the point of being rude to everyone that crossed her path or looked at her funny. She was very skeptical of the people around her and had a hard time trusting people, ever since her father decided to leave her and her mother alone. The older she got the more angry she became with the world, eventaully she dyed her hair blue and wore it curly,she also got her ears gauged and she was very pale skinned. probably because she locked herself in her room everyday after school and never wanted to go out with anyone. She was depressed, and angry with the world for allowing her father to leave her all alone, she needed him.
When she got older she was tall, with short blonde hair, and she wore glasses. She decided to forgive the man that had given her life. She was now smart and educated, and most importantly happy. Those days that she lived in the dark came to an end all because she decided to forgive the man that had abandoned her. Now she is in college and on her way to becoming a successful lawyer, she already works as an assistant. She is well on her way to living a happy and full life. She is engaged and soon to be married to the man of her dreams, a man that would never leave his family, or her. Her mother is retired and married to a new wonderful man and everything is all right with the world. Those years of suffering were worth the joy they feel now.



My friend Alisha could be the most complex person ever. I describe her as hilarious, volumous, frustated, but most of all depressed. Her father left when her at a young age, since then she feels like she cant trust anyone. I remember when we attended in middle school she ran away and dyed her hair aqua. With her  turquoise hair, gauged ears, and the sad eyes the color of the sky during a thunder storm she always looked lost. She would never go outside with me, she stayed locked up in her room, her skin the color of paper and she looked fragile. In our last few years of high school she looked more joyeous and she could be the smartest person that i know. She worked as a assistant at a law firm, attended law school and her hair returned back to being the color of the sun, she always straighened the long silky strands. She looked more professional and wore specticles that she didnt even require, she believed they made her look smarter, and they did! We ate lunch together the other day discussing our lives, laughing at old baby pictures, our mothers brought us into the world hairless, helpless, and innocent, unaware of how cruel the world truely could be, we learned to go with the flow and learn our lessons, now we could be describled as at peace with the tides that threw us around in the past.

Dictionary Words

Once upon a time there was a girl that drove by a house the color of butter everyday, dreaming of someday living in this beautiful house next to the beach. Its ridiculous the price they are asking for the house, but it definitely seemed worth it to LaKesha. One day she decided to talk to the people that were selling the house and she tried to talk them down on the wonky price. Instead they went up. She was totally upset by the "delightful" home owners. She walked away calling them Do-dos under her breath. She was walking by the house on her way to work the next day and saw a crazy couple moving in. They were jumping around and throwing boxes into her dream home. She approached them and asked if they needed any help and she realized that the man was her best friend's boyfriend.... This married man just bought a new house with his WIFE. really? This man didn't recognize me, hes a total dork. He wears thick glasses with duct tape holding  them together in the middle, he actually had on suspenders! I almost didn't recognize him. When hes with my best friend he has slicked back hair and seriously looks like he could be a model. Whoa! I told my friend about it that night when i got home and she didn't seem surprised. "So?" is the only thing she said. This girl was nothing like my best friend. I didn't even recognize her. I have to find out what going on in this wonky situation. Fungo! That's right ill do it by myself. I was totally shocked that my friend was OK with this rude man's behavior. The next day i went to the man's house and confronted him, asked him what he had going on. "Bazinga!" he yelled. In my mind i was thinking wow... this man is crazy. What a lunatic. Then he went on to say "I knew when you came over here yesterday that you are best friends with my girlfriend, the woman that i live with is my wife. But I only live with her to take care of her on her last few weeks to live, she has cancer and she wont be alive much longer. I don't want to tell her about YoLanda because i want her to be happy and enjoy life. She loves the bubbles between her toes on the beach and i knew she always wanted this house so i bought it for her." This man is knackered. This makes no sense. Why would Yolanda put herself in this situation with this man? I remained speechless and the man offered me a cookie, I declined and he ate it. The most outrageous snorffling noise came out. Ha ha! What a dork!