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Weekend

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Sat morning we picked up Grace, dropped her at the play, had affogato at Ground up cafe and came home to chill. Bethany took Gwen and Hannah out for lunch and we had a quiet afternoon. We went to the Castle Rock starlighting, this time we caught the trolley to the event, which was nice.

We didn’t have long to wait before the lighting and fireworks began. I really liked the display this year, it went on forever and the types of fireworks coming out where different than normal.

Grace’s pic.

We ate at Taco Bell and then headed home to watch TV.

Sunday we went to church, then worked in the kids room, we had 12 kids (3-K), it was busy! I took notes and made a poem! True, I had to decipher my handwriting (it’s hard to write in splints) but I think it’s what I wrote.

Ephesians 5 1-2 Watch what God does, and then you do it, like children who learn proper behavior from their parents. Mostly what God does is love you. Keep company with him and learn a life of love. Observe how Christ loved us. His love was not cautious but extravagant. He didn’t love in order to get something from us but to give everything of himself to us. Love like that.

Say ‘Yes’ to God more than you say ‘No.’ I will – follow God. We aren’t to be just knock off imitations, we are to mimic God in such a way that people say – that must be what Jesus looks like. It means leaving your comfort zone, loving those that despise you and giving in a sacrificial way. It means doing good without thanks, helping when you are busy, being kind even if it’s taken for granted.

to follow hard
in the path of God
means walking

the ways of love that Jesus walked,

the ways of love that Jesus talked.

it’s love that covers the dirty hand,
feeds the belly of the poor,
cares for the lost
– at any cost.

it’s love for a wounded heart
– it’s a start.

it’s giving time and words and treasure,
to others without measure.

it’s sacrificial giving
– and living

it’s extravagant love,
and it’s hard to follow.
-L

Grace beat me to sunset pics.

This week- NIA, teen movie night at DMNS, hike, skating, Thanksgiving, hike, watching too many episodes of Knight Rider, something on Sat., church.

Dinners this week – spaghetti, butternut squash and chicken posole, 15 bean soup, Thxgiving meal (smoked turkey, wild rice and cherries, coriander sweet potatoes, cornbread and sausage stuffing, pumpkin pie and salted caramel chocolate pecan pie), leftover turkey hash, beef hand pies.

Chicken Butternut Squash Posole

1 pound boneless chicken breasts, cut into 2-inch pieces
1 pound butternut squash, peeled and cut into 1-inch pieces
2 (15 ounce) cans red beans, drained and rinsed
1 (28 ounce) can hominy
3 cups low-sodium chicken broth
1 (16 ounce) jar salsa
1/2 (12 fluid ounce) can or bottle beer (can omit)
2 teaspoons dried oregano
1/2 cup heavy whipping cream (optional)

Combine chicken, butternut squash, red beans, hominy, chicken broth, salsa, beer, and Mexican oregano in a slow cooker.
Cook on Low for 7 1/2 hours (or on High for 3 1/2 hours). Stir cream into soup and continue cooking for 30 minutes more.

Coriander Roasted Sweet Potatoes

1 tbsp. coriander seeds
2 1/2 lb. small sweet potatoes (about 5)
2 tbsp. olive oil
1/4 tsp. ground cinnamon
2 tbsp. plain yogurt
1 tbsp. fresh lemon juice
1/2 red chile, thinly sliced
1/4 c. crumbled feta
Kosher salt and pepper

Heat oven to 425°F. Using a heavy pan, coarsely crush coriander seeds.
Peel potatoes, halve lengthwise, then cut into 1⁄2-inch-thick pieces. Transfer to a rimmed baking sheet and toss with oil, coriander, cinnamon, 1⁄2 teaspoon salt, and 1⁄4 teaspoon pepper. Roast, turning once halfway through, until tender, 40 to 50 minutes. Transfer to a serving platter.
In a small bowl, whisk together yogurt and lemon juice until smooth. Drizzle over potatoes and sprinkle with chile and feta.

Salted Caramel Pecan and Chocolate Pie

12 graham crackers
1/2 c. unsweetened shredded coconut
6 tbsp. unsalted butter, melted
1 c. bittersweet chocolate chips
3 c. Toasted pecans
1 c. granulated sugar
2 tbsp. light corn syrup
4 tbsp. unsalted butter, cut into small pieces
1/2 tsp. kosher salt
3/4 c. heavy cream
Coarse sea salt, for serving

In a food processor, pulse graham crackers and coconut to form fine crumbs. Add butter and pulse to combine. Transfer to a 9-inch pie dish and press evenly on the bottom and up the sides. Scatter chocolate chips over the crust, then pecans, and refrigerate until firm, at least 20 minutes.
Transfer pie to a large rimmed baking sheet. Heat oven to 350°F.
Place sugar, corn syrup, and1⁄4 cup water in a medium heavy-bottomed saucepan. Cook over medium-high heat, without stirring, until bubbles start to form at the edges, about 1 minute; give the pan a swirl. Bring to a simmer, then increase heat to high and boil, swirling the pan occasionally until the mixture is a rich caramel color. Immediately remove from the heat, add butter and salt, and swirl the pan to melt.
Return the pan to medium heat, add cream (it will bubble up), and whisk until smooth, slightly thickened, and a deep amber color, about 1 minute.
Pour caramel over pecans, transfer pie to the oven, and bake until mixture is gently bubbling, 10 to 15 minutes. Transfer to a wire rack and let cool. Sprinkle with coarse sea salt, if desired.

Irish Beef Hand Pies

1 tablespoon vegetable oil
1/4 head green cabbage, shredded
1/2 pound red potatoes, scrubbed and diced
1 pound ground beef sirloin
3 tablespoons tomato paste
1/2 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce
1/2 teaspoon dried thyme
Coarse salt and ground pepper
All-purpose flour, for rolling
2 piecrusts (9 inches each), homemade or store-bought

1. Preheat oven to 400 degrees. In a medium saucepan, heat oil over medium; add cabbage and potatoes. Cook until beginning to brown, 7 to 9 minutes. Add beef; cook, breaking up meat with a spoon, until no longer pink, about 5 minutes. Stir in tomato paste, Worcestershire, thyme, and 1 cup water. Cover, and cook until potatoes are tender, about 15 minutes. Lightly mash mixture with a fork. Season with salt and pepper. Let cool completely.
2. On a lightly floured work surface, roll each crust into a 14-inch square; cut each into 4 equal squares. Place 1/2 cup filling on one half of each square, leaving a 1/2-inch border around the filling. Brush borders with water; fold dough over filling to enclose. Crimp edges with a fork to seal. With a paring knife or scissors, cut 3 small vents in each.
3. Transfer pies to 2 foil-lined rimmed baking sheets; bake until golden brown, 10 to 12 minutes, rotating sheets halfway through.

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We went to Home Depot to make flag cases for Vets for Veteran’s Day. The guy didn’t know what was going on, he thought corporate sent him two cases to make for a DIY, but really it was just that only 2 people signed up to make the flag cases (us.) So we made them and left them there, they will be donated to a Vet.

We chilled at home for a bit, B&W day 6.

We slept, watched TV, made dinner, watched some more TV and finally the very long, but very chill day was over.

Sunday, church, ‘I believe’ was the title of the sermon. Bottom line – faith grows when we say yes to God, even when we don’t understand. I believe, Lord help my unbelief!

James and I went to brunch at Cochino Tacos based on a friends recomendation. It’s a cute redo of an old gas station, nice patio with a view and lights, full bar, interesting tacos and sides.

James’ burrito was a bit cold in the middle, but the drinks, candied bacon and my stuffed tamale were the bomb. B&W day 7.

We had another chill afternoon, shopping, reading and grilling for dinner.

Dinners this week (starting today) – grilling stuff, grilled cheese and tomato soup, chicken marsala, turkey and sweet potato hash, ham/cheese quiche and tomato/mushroom/spinach quiche, (kids are gone Fri nite), shrimp and cheesy pasta.

Chicken Marsala

1/4 cup all-purpose flour for coating 
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon ground black pepper
1/2 teaspoon dried oregano
4 skinless, boneless chicken breast halves – pounded 1/4 inch thick
4 tablespoons butter
4 tablespoons olive oil
1 cup sliced mushrooms
1/2 cup Marsala wine
1/4 cup cooking sherry

In a shallow dish or bowl, mix together the flour, salt, pepper and oregano. Coat chicken pieces in flour mixture.
In a large skillet, melt butter in oil over medium heat. Place chicken in the pan, and lightly brown. Turn over chicken pieces, and add mushrooms. Pour in wine and sherry. Cover skillet; simmer chicken 10 minutes, turning once, until no longer pink and juices run clear.

 

Our week – school, worship dance, St. John’s music at noon, library paint and sip, sewing co-op, youth groups, Bible study, TNO, Creativity club, Kindness Krewe (making cards for kids in the hospital), HS skate, b-day party, school play, CR star lighting, working at church.

Sunday

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Hey, look who made it into the HR paper.

Church –

Hebrews 13 Keep on loving one another as brothers and sisters. 2 Do not forget to show hospitality to strangers, for by so doing some people have shown hospitality to angels without knowing it. 3 Continue to remember those in prison….. and those who are mistreated as if you yourselves were suffering……because God has said, “Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.” 6 So we say with confidence, “The Lord is my helper; I will not be afraid. What can mere mortals do to me?”

Romans 14:7 For none of us lives for ourselves alone..

Alone
connected –
yet disconnected.
People walking by,
can’t meet my eye,
looking down,
not around.
500 friends on social media –
but not one confidant,
which is what people want,
need.
someone to hear the
struggles and pain,
to listen and pray,
to walk day by day.
we’re not meant to be alone,
to carry such a heavy load.
we’re not meant to be alone,
walking single file down the road.
lonely, sorrow filled souls,
hoping tomorrow holds –
a better day.
Yet,
I say,
we are never alone.
if you know who holds your soul,
who has the ability to make you whole,
who never leaves you,
is always by your side.
the one who made you,
will fill that empty part,
the broken piece,
that shattered place,
the lonely,
disconnected space –
with grace.

-L

We worked after first service. Happy pic day 7.

We had dot markers.

Trunk or treat.

Joel was at his Trunk or Treat.

He left for the field for 2 weeks. We went grocery shopping, made dinner and read.

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At church the sermon was about I am alive in Christ. I have a disjointed poem in my notes, but it might take me awhile to assemble it correctly. B&W day 7.

We chilled at home, took a nap, the girls walked to Starbucks, then James and I took Maisy for a walk by the Platte.

We saw some beavers on the way back, first time I have seen them actually at the beaver dam. I had dinner in the crockpot, so we made some rice and peas to go with the roast and found a Father Brown on TV.

Last of the sunset.

Then James and I went to Green Russell for jazz and drinks off the new drink menu, they were good and jazz there is always good.

A bit of jazz here. 

The week – NIA, school, worship dance, hiking, co-op (spooky cupcakes), Bible study, youth groups, buskering on the mall, kitten therapy at the cat cafe (ie doing school at the Denver cat co., though they have 11 kittens right now, so…) sugar skulls at the library, don’t know about Sat. yet, church, working at church and Trunk or treat at church. My weather app keeps making snow appear and disappear on Thurs/Fri so we’ll see what happens there.

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The sermon today was ‘I am Forgiven.’

I have fallen far –
is it too far?
Am I out of reach,
by these sermons preached
beyond the grasp of God?

Have I walked down the road
too far from the fork,
too late to change
taken a path so strange
where God does not tread?

Have I been left for dead?
Broken, these thoughts run through my head.

How far does forgiveness go,
how deep does that love flow?
Can it reach?

Get rid of the old me
the wrappings of bitterness
anger, sin –
the darkness within
the unforgivable things I have done.

Buried deep.
Give me forgiveness,
break me from this prison,
grace is showered on the risen.

Mighty Saviour,
God on high –
I am forgiven,
by the power of Jesus Christ.

I have not fallen too far,
I do not walk alone,
my heart accepts
but my mind cannot comprehend –
this act of love
this grace
this forgiveness.

-Liese

James went on a walk then we went over to a friend’s church for their Fall festival. Grace was working at the face painting table.

I did some liquid painting on wooden pumpkins while Hannah was painting a real pumpkin.

Hannah’s carved pumpkin won an itunes card.

It was TNO night, so James BBQ’s hamburgers and chicken while I went to Whole Foods for some Mom chat time.

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Saturday we went to Cracker Barrel for breakfast, then headed to Rock Ledge for the Fall fest. CB had Christmas stuff out.

There were a bazillion people there, we got the last pieces of pie and the very last cider. The girls decided to turn in their tickets for soda as the candy scramble and hay maze were a bit juvenile.

We had a lazy day back at home, made pizzas for dinner and the girls went to see the new My Little Pony movie while James and I watched Father Brown.

Sunday we went to church where Phil gave a great message on being included. A dirty sinner, saved by Grace, changed and wanting to be part of a family, included, wanting to be part of the body of Christ and wanting others to join in.

Jesus,
Word, Life, Light.
The beginning of all things,
to this, His family.
Where He longs to be
a part of your life.
Included,
part of a community
but, more than that –
He wants family.
So bring your messy life
your hurt and strife
your questions too,
we are here for you.
There are no lost causes
no pain too great
we long to invest –
it is never too late
to come to the family,
come meet with Jesus.
His arms wait to hold,
to comfort and change,
for the lonely, to heal
to belong to a family
included –
and do life for real.

-Liese

Then we worked in the little’s room and we had dot markers for our craft, we don’t always have dot markers….because…mess.

After lunch James and I went on our Jack Kerouac walk with Walk to Connect. It was a great way to see the city and to connect the Beat movement and writings with Denver. Want to do one of your own? Start here – https://www.denver.org/things-to-do/itineraries/beat-legacy/

We started at Union Station,

and walked to Commons park and started with a brief overview of Jack and Neal. I like it when there are quotes sprinkled throughout the walk. Everything is changing downtown, 3 restaurants that we like closed, one opened as something new, we found a bunch of new restaurants and lots of lofts going up.

Quote​ ​#1​ ​-​ In a letter to a student in 1961, Kerouac wrote: “Dean and I were
embarked on a journey through post-Whitman America to FIND that America and
to FIND the inherent goodness in American man. It was really a story about 2
Catholic buddies roaming the country in search of God. And we found him.”

Quote​ ​#2​ ​-​ ​“Now I could see Denver looming ahead of me like the Promised Land,
way out there beneath the stars, across the prairie of Iowa and the plains of
Nebraska.”

Quote​ ​#3​ ​-​ ​“And there in the blue air I saw for the first time, in hints and might
visitation, far off, the great snowy-tops of the Rocky Mountains. I took a deep
breath. I had to get to Denver, at once.”

From there we walked over the train tracks, past the Denargo market (which is now apartments.)

Quote​ ​#​ ​4​ ​-​ ​“….I had a long warm conversation about our respective schemes in
life and before I knew it we were going over to the Denargo fruitmarkets outside
Denver, there was smoke, smokestacks, railyards, red brick buildings and the
distant downtown graystone buildings and here I was in Denver.”

We are hopeful that they are saving this old firehouse on 20th.

Walking past Coors field we stopped to talk about the statue out front.

This guy hired jackie Robinson and started the inclusion of blacks into baseball. We walked on to an old skid row area onto Larimer street. We stopped in at Biker Jim’s for a whiskey and soda. If you don’t know about the history of the saving of Larimer street – Dana Crawford was instrumental back in the 60’s getting investors to save the buildings rather than tear them down.

Quote​ ​#5​ ​-”He let me off at Larimer Street. I stumbled along with the most wicked
grin* of joy in the world among the old bums and beat cowboys of Larimer Street.
It was also the biggest city I’d seen since Chicago and the big city buzz made me
jump.”

Quote​ ​#6​ ​- Za Za’s was “run with an uncommon dignity uncommon to any Skid
Row.” “While Dad worked on his infrequent morning customers or sat in the
battered barber chair to rest his feet, I absorbed what I could of Liberty magazine
or the Rocky Mountain News.”

Quote​ ​#​ ​7​ – “the renaissance began on a sizzling summer day in 1963, when a
group of winos came to Crawford’s rescue after her puke-green Ford convertible
died on Larimer Street. “Vapor lock,” one of them rasped from the doorway of a
building on Denver’s skid row.

We walked on to Champa and 26th and saw the location of Neal’s home (now lofts), his Dad’s barbershop where they lived before his Mom and Dad separated (it’s actually the tiny brick structure between the big house and the garage looking building on the right), the place where his brother lived  (empty lot now) next to the Puritan Pie Company (now a storage place.)

Quote​ ​#​ ​8​ – “Finally, in last month of this hectic year, Neal got a two-chair shop
near the corner of 26th and Champa streets. In this sad little shop so filled with
contention, Neal and Maude shared the last year of their pitiful marriage ​…
Although food was short, at least there was always dessert, for in the middle of
the next block was the Puritan Pie Company, and on many a Sunday the shop
shades were drawn as Neal cut an employee’s hair in exchange for a pie or two.”

Now we were headed to Five Points, an area where African Americans flourished with jazz, barber shops, hotels, and independent business. The Beatnik generation was looking for something, Jack and Neal loved to sit in on jazz in Five Points, even though they might be the only whites there. They experimented with drugs, sex and looked at other religions (both were Catholic.) They were cruising America from the East coast to the West looking at America in a different way, trying to see if it was possible to experience life and not be attached to the materialistic mode of the up and coming suburban lifestyle.

From there we were just a block away from the Blair-Caldwell library and the baseball field where pick up games have been played since the 40’s. Not too far from this point was the elementary school that Neal went to.

Quote​ ​#10​ ​- “Down at 23rd and Welton a softball game was going on under the
floodlights which also illuminated the gas tank. A great eager crowd roared at
every play. The strange young heroes of all kinds, white, colored, Mexican, pure
Indian, were on the field, performing with heart-breaking seriousness…..Near me
sat an old Negro who apparently watch the games every night. Next to him was
an old white bum, then a Mexican family, then some girls, some boys – all
humanity, the lot. Oh, the sadness of the lights that night!” Kerouac, On the Road

Quote​ ​#11​ ​- “The school cafeteria in the basement was not used by the student
body since most of the children went to their nearby homes for lunch….But there
were a couple-dozen of us who did eat there; the city had appropriated a small
fund to supply the needy children, whose parents applied for it (Father put off
doing this for weeks); a noonday snack of milk and graham crackers.” Cassady,
The First Third

Neal was an altar boy at this church, don’t know if he ever came back to his faith during his wayward years, but he’s definitely an example of ‘saved by grace through faith, not from what I’ve done.’

We ended the walk at Sakura Square instead of My Brother’s Bar (which was closed.) Jack and Neal were all for inclusion, so this area (and Five Points) held a lot of Japanese Americans during and after WWII. It also represented the Eastern religious searching that the guys did while trekking around.

We ended our walk (5.5 miles) and headed to Pig and Sprout (one place we saw on our walk.)

They had interesting drinks and really big small plates. We ended up just getting 4 small plates instead of an entree. Everything looked and tasted really good, nice decorations inside and lots of seating. They are pretty new, so I bet they eventually fill up and get to a reservation point. Back at home we watched a Father Brown and headed to bed.

This week – snow!, worship dance, NIA, St. John’s music at noon, marshmallow roast park day, Creativity club, women’s movie night, Ft. Vasquez tour, hike, youth group, DMNS teen night, MCA teen night, Fall fest, TNO.

Dinners – Chicken tikka, pork roast hash, BBQ chicken and corn on the cob, chicken soup and grilled cheese, (Fri night kids are eating at the museum), not sure about Sat yet…maybe chili or tacos. I have a lot of chicken this week.

Chicken Tikka Masala

1 cup yogurt
1 tablespoon lemon juice
2 teaspoons fresh ground cumin
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
2 teaspoons cayenne pepper
2 teaspoons freshly ground black pepper
1 tablespoon minced fresh ginger
1 teaspoon salt, or to taste
3 boneless skinless chicken breasts, cut into bite-size pieces 4 long skewers
1 tablespoon butter
1 clove garlic, minced
1 jalapeno pepper, finely chopped
2 teaspoons ground cumin
2 teaspoons paprika
1 teaspoon salt, or to taste
1 (8 ounce) can tomato sauce
1 cup heavy cream
1/4 cup chopped fresh cilantro

In a large bowl, combine yogurt, lemon juice, 2 teaspoons cumin, cinnamon, cayenne, black pepper, ginger, and salt. Stir in chicken, cover, and refrigerate for 1 hour.
Preheat a grill for high heat.
Lightly oil the grill grate. Thread chicken onto skewers, and discard marinade. Grill until juices run clear, about 5 minutes on each side.
Melt butter in a large heavy skillet over medium heat. Saute garlic and jalapeno for 1 minute. Season with 2 teaspoons cumin, paprika, and 3 teaspoons salt. Stir in tomato sauce and cream. Simmer on low heat until sauce thickens, about 20 minutes. Add grilled chicken, and simmer for 10 minutes. Transfer to a serving platter, and garnish with fresh cilantro.

(You can toss the whole thing into a crockpot on low for 4-6 hours or cook it on the stove, no need to grill the chicken, jut adjust the cooking time to make sure the chicken is cooked thoroughly in the pan.)

Park day, book art co-op

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No one came to park day, so we read more of our Helen Keller book and the girls walked around while I leafed through all of my educator stiff from Monday night.

Our book for Wednesday night women’s group, it’s pretty powerful.

A doodle a day.

Thursday we did school and then headed over to the library for my book art co-op. Zoe with her ‘help me, it’s Geometry’ face on.

The idea was to use the book as a canvas, I didn’t offer any advice on what to do or how it should look. I just wanted some time to create.

Took Grace to youth group, went to Wal-mart to get some stuff for Hannah for camp tomorrow, bed!