Who stole the cookies from the cookie jar.......

I didn't steal the cookies but I did eat a teensy tiny bit a lot of cookie dough!  And so I should, being that I am a responsible parent and 1) don't want my kids poisoned, 2) childhood obesity and all that....

I also made a shit load of biscuits/cookies using the easy peasy 'too many biscuits' that I got from Kate who says stuff and she got it from Kate who doesn't grow pickles!

The recipe goes something like this:

Too Many Biscuits  (bit silly name cos how many are too many??)
- 500gms butter
- 1 cup sugar
- 1 tin condensed milk
- 5 cups self raising flour

Preheat oven to 180 degrees C.  ( have a bit of an uneven heat and i suspect it cooks hotter than it says so I put mine on high fan at 160c)

Cream the butter and sugar until light.

Beat in condensed milk (unlike Kate I didn't eat any much)
Mix in flour then divide and add any additional items you like. You can go to town at this part.  I have used lots of different stuff but today I did mini m&m's and choc buds and some cocoa.

Roll into teaspoonfullish sized balls and bake for ten minutes or until starting to turn golden. If cooking from frozen add another couple of minutes cooking time.  I also squish them down a little bit.


From this mix I got around 50 biscuits and I froze two 'tubes' of dough for another day.

Clowning around

Yesterday we went to a clown/crazy hair birthday party for the lovely Miss Rose who was turning ten.  I think I fluked it in the costume department this time.  At the op-shop we found the blue feather boa and the American Indian girl dress and a perfect doona cover with stars and flowers on it.  We bought the wigs at chickenfeed (discount store) and some pompoms to decorate with.  I made Beren's clown pants from the doona cover and some coat-hanger wire threaded thru the waist to make them stick out like clown pants do.  They were a hit!  The party goers all looked awesome with everyone getting in on the fun and dressing up.  The dads of the day also got in on it with host transforming himself as a ring master complete with tuxedo and Mr M made a very colourful DJ.

Sunday in my city

Are you a non conformist??

The other day I had a really interesting conversation with a friend about heaps of great stuff but one topic that stuck in my head was about parents who choose home education for their kids.  I was pondering over the fact that we must all have something in common, even if it is a minute thing.  My Friend, Mrs J, started saying how she always questioned everything and was a bit of a rebel and started listing off experiences she had had over the years.  She could have been describing me LOL

I have always argued for as long as I can remember.  In early childhood with my folks, then with teachers and peers.  I was known as 'that child with the chip on her shoulder'.  I remember really resenting that description but now I figure if that means I won't be a sheep and aimlessly follow, or that I am inquisitive and thirsty for knowledge I take it as a compliment! 

Now, I know in my circle of home ed families that some may follow the same path but for religious beliefs or because of illness or learning difficulties, some because their children have an ASD diagnosis and respond better to being at home.  But I believe  that what Mrs J said still stands.   Because we do question things and dare I say it, not conform  we are courageous enough to seek an alternative to suit our needs.    We don't cower to the majority who say our children need to be taught at a school, need to learn to 'fit in', need to learn to conform.   Instead we take the long way around.

have a great weekend y'all.

and for those who didn't catch the song I posted here,  these are the lyrics!

Source: http://www.sing365.com
The Long Way Around   ------Dixie Chicks

My friends from high school
Married their high school boyfriends
Moved into houses
In the same ZIP codes where their parents lived

But I
I could never follow
No I
I could never follow

I hit the highway
In a pink RV with stars on the ceiling
Lived like a gypsy
Six strong hands on the steering wheel

I've been a long time gone now
Maybe someday, someday I'm gonna settle down
But I've always found my way somehow

By takin' the long way
Takin' the long way around
Takin' the long way
Takin' the long way around

I met the queen of whatever
Drank with the Irish and smoked with the hippies
Moved with the shakers
Wouldn't kiss all the asses that they told me to

No I
I could never follow
No I
I could never follow

It's been two long years now
Since the top of the world came crashing down
And I'm gettin' it back on the road now

But I'm takin' the long way
Takin' the long way around
I'm takin' the long way
Takin' the long way around

Oh, I just take my time I won't lay down
And take the long way 'round

Well, I fought with a stranger and I met myself
I opened my mouth and I hurt myself
It can get pretty lonely when you show yourself
Guess I could have made it easier on myself

But I
I could never follow
No I
I could never follow

Well I never seem to do it like anybody else
Maybe someday, someday I'm gonna settle down
If you ever want to find me I can still be found

Takin' the long way
Takin' the long way around
Takin' the long way
Takin' the long way around

to tide you over...

I have a post brewing and this song seems to be quite apt for what I am thinking about lately :)