tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54742927308448798252012-01-26T18:22:45.023-08:00~Vintage Treats & Treasures~Susanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01951373870021621359noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474292730844879825.post-40056794706570183612008-04-11T10:18:00.000-07:002008-04-12T06:24:21.359-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xAOG0SrN1iQ/SAC0yIQ-_BI/AAAAAAAAABU/JOlX0susew4/s1600-h/spring08+013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188345544035990546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xAOG0SrN1iQ/SAC0yIQ-_BI/AAAAAAAAABU/JOlX0susew4/s320/spring08+013.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Yesterday was an absolutely yucky day, weather-wise. It rained all day, was cold and windy, and I swear I saw some snow. I was feeling a little under the weather with pink eye (a side effect of working with pre school children) so I took the day off of work. After I got my eye under control, my oldest son and I decided to brave the elements and hit the local Community Thrift. We had a few other errands to run first so we were coming from a totally foreign direction. After a wrong turn (is there really such a thing?) we encountered this guy. After giving us some sage advice, he gave us directions and sent us on our way. His advice? "Stay out of the rain."</div><div> </div><div>The thrift store trip did not turn up much of a vintage nature, but I did score some American Eagle jeans for my youngest son. He is at the age where it is all about the labels and I am at the age where I cannot justify paying forty dollars for a pair of jeans. An Abercrombie polo completed the outfit for a sum of $9.89 and we were both happy!! </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5474292730844879825-4005679470657018361?l=somethingfromsusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Susanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01951373870021621359noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474292730844879825.post-65823862469519406712008-04-09T06:27:00.000-07:002008-04-10T13:35:12.725-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xAOG0SrN1iQ/R_4U0IQ--_I/AAAAAAAAABA/bPg2oc3ifig/s1600-h/spring08+004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187606706581863410" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xAOG0SrN1iQ/R_4U0IQ--_I/AAAAAAAAABA/bPg2oc3ifig/s320/spring08+004.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My family <em>loves </em>Monkey Bread. I used to make it quite a bit when my kids were younger, but for some reason I stopped. Now that my children are older (teens and 20's), I've started making it again, perhaps to bring back a simpler time.<br /><br />There are many recipes floating around for Monkey Bread, but this one is my family's favorite:<br /><br />Monkey Bread </div><div align="left"><br />3 tubes refrigerator biscuits<br /></div><div align="left">1 cup sugar</div><div align="left">2 teaspoons cinnamon</div><div align="left">2 sticks butter </div><div align="left">1/2 cup brown sugar<br /><br /></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> Combine cinnamon and sugar. Cut each biscuit into quarters. Dip each quarter into cinnamon sugar mixture. Drop sugar-coated pieces into a well buttered Bundt pan.<br /><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> In a saucepan, melt butter, brown sugar and what is left over from the cinnamon sugar mixture over medium heat. Bring mixture just to a boil; remove from heat immediately. Carefully drizzle over biscuits making sure that all are covered.<br /><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> Bake at 350 F for 30 minutes. Cool slightly in pan before inverting onto serving plate.<br /><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> Pull apart and eat with your hands, just like a monkey!</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5474292730844879825-6582386246951940671?l=somethingfromsusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Susanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01951373870021621359noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474292730844879825.post-1621771822655612682008-04-07T06:22:00.000-07:002008-04-07T19:22:56.546-07:00<blockquote><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xAOG0SrN1iQ/R_og1NLC3eI/AAAAAAAAAAw/TDOqo3Qka60/s1600-h/fall07+012.JPG"></a><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xAOG0SrN1iQ/R_og1NLC3eI/AAAAAAAAAAw/TDOqo3Qka60/s1600-h/fall07+012.JPG"></a></blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186494019311689186" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 323px; height: 241px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xAOG0SrN1iQ/R_og1NLC3eI/AAAAAAAAAAw/TDOqo3Qka60/s320/fall07+012.JPG" border="0" height="213" width="432" /></span>This is Lucky. He is my constant companion in the kitchen and on the computer. We love Lucky and Lucky loves life! </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5474292730844879825-162177182265561268?l=somethingfromsusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Susanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01951373870021621359noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474292730844879825.post-70499277718294816282008-04-06T02:55:00.001-07:002008-04-06T02:56:32.105-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xAOG0SrN1iQ/R_ieFtLC3dI/AAAAAAAAAAo/dy2MTDNhZ5E/s1600-h/6a00d8341ca18953ef00e54f087a908833-800wi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xAOG0SrN1iQ/R_ieFtLC3dI/AAAAAAAAAAo/dy2MTDNhZ5E/s400/6a00d8341ca18953ef00e54f087a908833-800wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186068791779581394" border="0" /></a>None of these men are my husband.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5474292730844879825-7049927771829481628?l=somethingfromsusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Susanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01951373870021621359noreply@blogger.com0