Sunshine in my pocket
Fear of falling
apart.
It's midnight
Somewhere.
Visit the lights
of sound and fury.
Wednesday, September 28, 2016
Sunshine in the Fall
Labels: virtue, love, serious, life, thankful
Hope for the future,
meanderings
Wednesday, September 21, 2016
Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Cupcakes with Cinnamon Icing
Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Cupcakes
with Cinnamon Icing
Makes 16 cupcakes
1 cup canned pumpkin
1/3 cup oil (I used vegetable but be creative!)
1 cup white sugar
1/4 cup milk (moo, bah)
1 tsp. vanilla extract
1 1/4 c. all purpose flour
1/2 tsp. baking powder
1/2 tsp. baking soda
1/2 tsp. ground cinnamon
1/4 tsp. salt
1/2 c. chocolate chips
Directions:
1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Line muffin pan with cupcake liners.
2. In a medium bowl, stir together pumpkin, oil, sugar, milk, and vanilla. Sift in flour, baking powder, baking soda, cinnamon, and salt. Stir together with a spoon, gently careful to not over stir. Layer the chocolate chips in and stir batter until combined.
3. Spoon batter into cupcake liners 2/3 way full. Bake for 22 to 24 minutes. Transfer to a wire rack and let fully cool before icing.
Cinnamon Icing
1/2 c. powdered sugar
1/2 tsp. ground cinnamon
2 T. margarine
1 T. milk
1/2 tsp. vanilla extract
Directions
Place sugar and cinnamon in a small bowl. Add the margarine, soy milk, and vanilla and stir with a fork until smooth. The mixture should look honey colored.
Labels: virtue, love, serious, life, thankful
Recipes,
Sweets and other necessities of life
Thursday, September 8, 2016
There's a Bat in my House- Carrying the Cross Through Darkness
There's a bat in my house
I'm in the pitch dark.
I can't see
I'm blinded by the sound.
Of to much noise.
Where's my resound?
Baptized in the faith
But found in the dark.
the cross is heavy
Heal me through the mark.
You placed on me
When I was fresh from the womb.
The mark
You rose from the dead
No longer in the tomb.
There's a bat in my house
I'm in the pitch dark.
I can't see
I'm blinded by the sound.
Of to much noise.
Where's my resound?
I'm in the pitch black
lost from you Lord.
Show me your light.
Open the shudders over my eyes.
Remove those bats,
sin I hold.
Curse those demons
I'm already sold.
There's a bat in my house
I'm in the pitch dark.
I can't see
I'm blinded by the sound.
Of to much noise.
Where's my resound?
Sold out to you my virgin
My mother
My queen.
Throne in glory
Beside my Christ the King.
I'm in the pitch dark.
I can't see
I'm blinded by the sound.
Of to much noise.
Where's my resound?
Baptized in the faith
But found in the dark.
the cross is heavy
Heal me through the mark.
You placed on me
When I was fresh from the womb.
The mark
You rose from the dead
No longer in the tomb.
There's a bat in my house
I'm in the pitch dark.
I can't see
I'm blinded by the sound.
Of to much noise.
Where's my resound?
I'm in the pitch black
lost from you Lord.
Show me your light.
Open the shudders over my eyes.
Remove those bats,
sin I hold.
Curse those demons
I'm already sold.
There's a bat in my house
I'm in the pitch dark.
I can't see
I'm blinded by the sound.
Of to much noise.
Where's my resound?
Sold out to you my virgin
My mother
My queen.
Throne in glory
Beside my Christ the King.
Labels: virtue, love, serious, life, thankful
Catholic Life,
Home,
Perseverance
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