Attack of the cheese zombies!

Mmmmmm......

Every day when my daughter comes home from school I ask her how her day was, what she learned, what she played at recess, etc... One day when I was asking her what she ate for lunch she said, "Oh, a cheese zombie."  After a second of contemplating a zombie in a hot tub full of cheese sauce I said, "WHAT?!?!?!" A very large sigh and eye roll from my daughter later, she said," Mom, it's like a cheese sandwich."  I was at a MOPS meeting a few days later and a friend confirmed their existence.  She also confessed her "undying" love for them and proceeded to drool enough to fill a small wading pool.  Being a cheese and bread fan myself, (and being a "I can do that person", I will blog about it later) I thought, "I could make that."  So I ventured forth and found my much loved breadstick recipe I received from a friend and tweaked it to make this deliciousness. Enjoy!

Cheese zombies

1 T yeast
2 T sugar
1 1/2 c warm water (not hot)

Mix together and let sit 5 minutes.

Add:

3 1/2 c flour
1 t salt

Mix for 2 minutes and let sit in bowl covered with a towel for 15 minutes or until about double in size.
Melt 1 stick (8 T) of butter in cake pan.  Pour dough into buttered pan, cut in half and roll in butter.  Place half of the dough back in the bowl used for rising.  Take the other half and spread it out on the bottom of the pan. Switch the halves of dough and spread out the one you just moved to the pan. Cut the cheese (my husband and every 8 year old boy would be laughing) into thin strips and place on top of dough in pan and place the rest of the dough on top of the cheese. Bake 400 12-15 min.  Yum.....

Note: Big T stands for Tablespoon and small t stands for teaspoon.  If you can't figure out what c means exit the kitchen immediately and go find someone who knows what it means to make this for you. Also, the dough will rise very quickly and if you are in a hurry you don't need to let it rise at all.  It will do a lot of rising in the oven.

Night of the living teethers

Motherhood is a joyous time.  Bringing beautiful little lives into the world and trying to keep yourself from loosing your mind.  Days of cleaning and washing and changing diapers and nights of feedings and crying might make one question their choice of becoming a parent and how much a baby might go for on the black market. But God is full of infinite wisdom and in his wisdom he made children cute so we wouldn't take them out to the wilderness and leave them. 

When my child was about a month old I was tricked into thinking that I would get to sleep through the night from then on but I was wrong.  Almost 3 months of glorious sleep later and it was all taken away with 1 tooth.  I am now learning to appreciate 4 straight hours of sleep.  Well at least I get to snuggle.

No I didn't get a new white tablecloth.

I don't remember the last time I dusted.  I sat down yesterday and tried to really think about it but the date wouldn't come to me.  This is when you know you have a problem.  I have four of them.  Four wild monkeys spilling things, knocking things off of shelves, dirtying diapers, sneezing, coughing, slobbering, crying, constantly eating and drinking, fighting, and generally making my head want to explode.  The only reason I haven't put them in a box and shipped them to their grandmother is because just as I am about to throw in the towel and give myself a, much needed, vacation to the loony bin they do something really sweet.  They say, "Mom, your the best mommy in the whole world." ,or go outside and bring me a bunch of dandelions and tell me that they smell sweet like me.  It's the moments like these that help me remember why I signed up for this craziness and I remember to roll with the punches and that I can do this.  Sometimes it's ok to let the house fall apart and read books instead, sometimes it's ok to eat brownies for breakfast and ice cream for dinner, and sometimes not everything is not going to go right but it's ok so just go with it.  In the immortal words of the beatles sometimes we just have to "let it be."