• December 2014

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    Roasted Chickpeas

    Roasted chickpeas are a crispy, crunchy, fun snack! They are a delicious, high fiber appetizer for your Super Bowl celebration.

    Ingredients:
    2 (12 ounce) can chickpeas (garbanzo beans), drained
    4 tablespoons olive oil
    salt
    garlic salt
    cayenne pepper

    Directions:
    1. Preheat oven to 450 degrees F (230 degrees C).
    2. Blot chickpeas with a paper towel to dry them. In a bowl, toss chickpeas with olive oil, and season to taste with salt, garlic salt, and cayenne pepper,Spread on a baking sheet, and bake for 30 to 40 minutes, until browned
    and crunchy. Watch carefully the last few minutes to avoid burning.

    The Scenic Path

    Life doesn’t follow a straight path. We backtrack and meander, or so it seems. At times, it feels as if we’re walking in circles. This is the scenic route, the path that reveals life’s wisdom and allows the self to unfold in its time.

    All choices we make – even those that do not turn out as planned – are lessons about ourselves, who we are and what is important to us. Mistakes teach us more than we would have learned if we had made the right decision the first time. Honest errors are evidence that we are stretching ourselves into new ways of being.

    It can be easy to become focused on attaining a goal and forget the process of reaching it. How much of life’s richness do we miss? Taking the scenic route means existing in the moment, appreciating the strength in overcoming difficult times, and noticing the wisdom we gain each time we find a new way.

    Day by day, we are tilling the seeds of the soul that will grow into everything we will become. Our future selves are already a part of us waiting for their time.

    How long did it take you to get where you are today? Your entire life, labyrinthine path and all. How long will it take to become your future self? Long enough to truly feel that you already are that person.

    Peace,

    Kat

    Holiday Healing Tonic

    Everyone wants to stay well during the holidays!

    I have a potion I make the first minute I may start feeling achy! It is so simple yet so effective!

    I mix 2 cloves of peeled garlic with 1/2 inch of peeled ginger root in my Vitaxix with a cup of water. You can also use ablender. I mix until liquefied then add a small dash of cayenne pepper and drink up!

    This is my go-to tonic for healing!

    Peace, Love & Happiness,

    Sandy

    Diary of a Wimpy Kid Interview

    My name is Jaco Corso and I am a 3rd grader at Guilford Lakes Elementary School in Guilford, Connecticut. I was so excited when I found out Jeff Kinney was coming to town to promote his latest book Diary of a Wimpy Kid: The Long Haul. I was even more excited when I found out that I was going to meet him. My classmates at school helped me come up with these questions for him.

    1. How did you come up with idea for Diary of a Wimpy Kid?
    I spent about four years developing the idea for Diary of a Wimpy Kid, which is very, very loosely based on my childhood experiences.

    2. What age did you start writing books?
    I started writing the first book when I was 28.

    3. How long does it take to write a Diary of a Wimpy Kid book?
    It takes me nine months from start to finish.

    4. Why do you write like a middle school kid instead of a grown up?
    I wanted to create a memorable middle school character. Kids are more fun than grown-ups!

    5. My favorite character is Manny. How do you come up with the characters?
    Some of the characters were inspired by family members. Manny was inspired by my little brother as a very young kid.

    6. If you were not an author what would you be?
    I’d be working as a game developer for Poptropica, which is what I do during normal business days!

    7. How did you come up with the idea of the cheese touch?
    It’s a mix between a piece of cheese on my church parking lot and the Cooties.

    8. My favorite book in the series is The Long Haul. Which one is your favorite and why?
    Thanks! It’s my favorite, too! I like it because I think it’s the best story.

    Gold Wrapping Paper

    Once upon a time, there was a man who worked very hard just to keep food on the table for his family. This particular year a few days before Christmas, he punished his little five-year-old daughter after learning that she had used up the family’s only roll of expensive gold wrapping paper.

    As money was tight, he became even more upset when on Christmas Eve he saw that the child had used all of the expensive gold paper to decorate one shoebox she had put under the Christmas tree. He also was concerned about where she had gotten money to buy what was in the shoebox.

    Nevertheless, the next morning the little girl, filled with excitement, brought the gift box to her father and said, “This is for you, Daddy!”

    As he opened the box, the father was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, now regretting how he had punished her.

    But when he opened the shoebox, he found it was empty and again his anger flared. “Don’t you know, young lady,” he said harshly, “when you give someone a present, there’s supposed to be something inside the package!”

    The little girl looked up at him with sad tears rolling from her eyes and whispered: “Daddy, it’s not empty. I blew kisses into it until it was all full.” The father was crushed. He fell on his knees and put his arms around his precious little girl. He begged her to forgive him for his unnecessary anger.

    An accident took the life of the child only a short time later. It is told that the father kept this little gold box by his bed for all the years of his life. Whenever he was discouraged or faced difficult problems, he would open the box, take out an imaginary kiss, and remember the love of this beautiful child who had put it there.

    In a very real sense, each of us has been given an invisible golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, family, friends and God. There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.

    Author Unknown