What my soul has been thinking about…

Over the past few months I’ve had this “picture” pop up in my head a few times: Two friends (walking or standing) content to have found friendship in each other, trusting the other… the part that stands out is the fact that these friend’s elbows are interlocked.
Stop for a minute and think about that.
When was the last time you stood next to a friend, and simply just stood there, interlocked at the elbows? Was it at a wedding? Was it your sister? Your best buddy? How old were you? 5? 37? Were you laughing? Smiling? Crying? Was it comfortable? Uncomfortable? Too close for comfort?
Or would allowing someone to get that close be considered “invading your personal space”? That’s me. I have a great need for my own personal space. Don’t take this the wrong way, but I consider you a uniquely special individual if you are allowed into my personal space. For your own personal reference, my personal space consists of a 3 foot circumference all the way around me. I realize that makes me sound like a jerk. I apologize in advance. And I’m working on that.
Can you tell I’m a little protective of my personal space?
Well, this “picture” keeps coming back to me. And I’m still not sure what it is supposed to mean. Is there some deep personal meaning I should be taking from this? If I could for a minute, let me give you a little background… I’m a tom-boy. I remember that as a kid I would have much rather played outside (or played board games or created something) instead of “playing dolls” or “dress up” or pretending to be a princess. That said, I had more BOY friends than GIRL friends. I can count on 1 hand the number of girl friends I had growing up. And admittedly, I cannot recall if I ever locked elbows with any of these friends. Don’t get me wrong, I had a lot of fun times with friends. Look at my childhood and teenage pictures and you’ll see I enjoyed time with my friends. There were a lot of good memories. But… the elbows? Really?! That’s just too close! So what does this reoccurring “picture” mean? I’m not sure. Is it a sign that I need to have more close girl friends? Maybe. Is it a sign that my friendships would benefit from more intimacy? Maybe. Is it a sign that my soul is hungry for more of these friendships? Maybe.
First time this “picture” hit me:
It is about a friend I will refer to as “Christie” – she knows who she is. We’ve known each other for a couple of years. We’ve enjoyed a fun road trip together with other girlfriends. We’ve laughed and cried and gotten in trouble together. We get each other’s odd (and sometimes rude) sense of humor (admittedly, that’s kinda scary). I was looking forward to spending time with her one weekend, several months back. Since then we have started a weekly (almost) Bible study. Have we yet walked around with locked elbows? No. But I would say we have established a great friendship. I would do anything for her. I told her about the “picture”. At least I tried. I stood there in front of her, attempting to explain. Then, in a moment of wondering if she was understanding me, I grabbed her arm and locked elbows (as if physically showing her was going to make her see the same picture?!). She looked at me weird.
Second time seeing this “picture”
I think it just happened in passing. I cannot recall that there was any friend in mind, specifically. But there it was again. What is the meaning of this picture???
Third time seeing this “picture”
When running into someone I would call an “acquaintance”, I will call her by her initials “A.P.” My friend – I believe you will know who you are when reading this description: We’ve only spoken a handful of times, at church. I’m an avid reader of her blog. From what I can tell, her blogging policy is “complete transparency” (which I LOOOOVE). She shares her hopes, dreams, disappointments, greatest joys, etc. Her writing is very candid – which is so inspiring! Her regular posts have made me laugh and cry.
But are we “close”? No. So why did I see that picture again? I don’t know. Do I feel a connection with her tied to her blogging transparency? Maybe. Is that weird? Maybe. Is it meant for she and I to spend more time together? Maybe. Does this indicate that I have a hunger for transparency? Maybe.
Epiphany Then it all came together when @revchico asked: “Some ideas satisfy the mind but not the soul and soon become obsolete. What is your soul thinking about today?”
Without even stopping to think about it this is my response: “That longing to have close personal relationships with Christ and other Christians. To be true and honest and vulnerable and supportive and full of grace towards our family in Christ.”
But let me expound on that a bit more, if I might: That answer doesn’t even touch the surface of why my soul is thinking about. I want so much more than that. I want true community. (After all, we were made for community.) I am longing for true ‘til-the-day-I-die relationships. I am longing for friendships that are loving, supportive and forgiving. I am praying for TRUE godly friendships… where we can support each other, hold each other accountable (without hurt feelings), serve each other, enjoy a good belly-laugh with each other and simply sit in silence together. I long for friendships where we can cry together, be mad together (if the occasion calls for it), go to bat for each other and celebrate life together. I want us to grow together, become better friends and individuals because of each other, and live life together.
Ideally I would like the absence of religious beliefs. I would want the absence of judgmental attitudes. I want the absence of mistrust. I want the absence of past hurts haunting our futures together and individually.
More than anything I recognize that I need to get out of my own way and just be sincere and true and authentic. And what a thing to ask of my friends (and myself): to be sincere and true and authentic. Talk about trust… what a humbling thought. After all, I have often failed at this. Why would anyone trust me enough to be vulnerable with me?!
All we can do, each of us, is take the first step…
Walk with me?  Tell me about yourself, your dreams, your fears, your hurts, your joys… and please bear with me. I might mess up at some point. And because of that I’m going to need your support and love and forgiveness.
Who’s with me?

EDITOR’S NOTE: In response to the above blog a friend asked “But some of the things you want absent are the very things that make us who we really are ;-)” So let’s take another look at what I said: “I want the absence of religious beliefs. I want the absence of judgmental attitudes. I want the absence of mistrust. I want the absence of past hurts haunting our futures together and individually.” So to my friend who asks the good questions: I completely agree, 100%!!! I guess instead of sharing the “What I don’t want…” message what I should have said is more like this: “Even if we still fall into our ‘resounding religious beliefs’, revert to our judgmental attitudes, fall into our patterns of mistrust or even by allowing past hurts to haunt our futures together… let’s support each other to be healthier, more trusting, more forgiving individuals/family members/friends. We’re still going to fail. And when that happens we’re still going to need good friends by our side.”

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blog tip…

Someone recently posted a blog on their site with tips for the home blogger. . .The thing that stuck with me about her tips was that you should write your posts as if you’re talking to your sister.

Well, I have a problem… I don’t have a sister.

So, then I thought about talking with my close girlfriend.

But I think that poses another problem…

My blog would sound something like this, if it’s anything like our phone calls…

Me: “Hey – did you see the weather report for the next few days?”
Her: “Yes! I’m so OVER this heat! When can we welcome Fall?!”

Me: “Do you want anything from Trader Joe’s? I’m stopping by there on the way home.”
Her: “Um… I just went a few days ago. Beat ya!”

::: break for her children screaming in the back ground :::

Me: “When do we get to hang out next?!”
Her: “Child of mine – when is your FATHER coming home?! He needs to keep me from strangling you!”

Me: “Like I said… when do we get to hang out next?!”
Her: “I’m not sure. It depends on whether or not you’ll have to bail me out of jail.”

So, I’m going to instead just keep going the way I’ve been going… maybe a little tweak here and there.

And that’s all I’ve got for now… no cooking blog tonight. I didn’t stop by TJ’s on the way home afterall.

enjoy your time in the kitchen…

Time in the kitchen with some cuties!

Last weekend, I visited an old friend. I take that back, she’s not old – she’s the same age as me (ahem!)… but we have been friends for over 20 years!

I had some help making one of my favorite breakfast treats: My favorite sous chef. Hadley just loves “ciMM-a-mon-non”!!!

And once they finished baking… we ate them! Look at the wide-eyes and the licking of the fingers…

But first, Declan… I think he had at least 3 of these! Oh …

And Camden? He wanted so badly to eat the whole thing…

But for the life of me… this is all I could get out of Hayden. (She reminds me a little of me… I really don’t like it when the camera is pointing in my direction!)

But Hadley on the other hand… she loves the camera! Just as much as she loves “ciMM-a-mon-non”.

Again, Hadley, THANK YOU for being my sous chef… I hope you have many years of fun in the kitchen, I hope you learn a lot, and I hope you don’t get sick from eating all of those monkey muffins!

Now, it’s my turn…

Monkey muffins with the kids…

Last weekend, I visited an old friend. I take that back, she’s not old – she’s the same age as me (ahem!)… but we have been friends for over 20 years!

I had some help making one of my favorite breakfast treats: My favorite sous chef. Hadley just loves “ciMM-a-mon-non”!!!

And once they finished baking… we ate them! Look at the wide-eyes and the licking of the fingers…

But first, Declan… I think he had at least 3 of these! Oh …

And Camden? He wanted so badly to eat the whole thing…

But for the life of me… this is all I could get out of Hayden. (She reminds me a little of me… I really don’t like it when the camera is pointing in my direction!)

But Hadley on the other hand… she loves the camera! Just as much as she loves “ciMM-a-mon-non”.

Again, Hadley, THANK YOU for being my sous chef… I hope you have many years of fun in the kitchen, I hope you learn a lot, and I hope you don’t get sick from eating all of those monkey muffins!

Now, it’s my turn…

And for the recipe? Monkey Muffins, thank you (once again) Pioneer Woman!!!

enjoy your time in the kitchen…

My first sous chef!

Started a road trip last week… and had contacted a friend to see if I could sleep on her couch as I drove north through her quaint little city. Of course she said “Of course!”

So then I thought I should do something nice for them (for taking the time to clean off the couch for me). So I made them Monkey Muffins for breakfast. Of course I did!

But first I needed a sous chef… her daughter Hadley offered to be my first sous chef!

Stay tuned for more pics of us enjoying the aforementioned Monkey Muffins… they’re coming! I promise, you don’t want to miss these!

Thanks Hadley! You’re the best sous chef I’ve ever had!!!

enjoy your time in the kitchen…

RECIPE: Chocolate Cream Cheese Cupcakes

These cupcakes take me back to roughly 1989 to a picnic at Bates Nut Farm (Escondido, Ca). For many years we enjoyed a tradition on Memorial Day… a church picnic. The park on the Farm is lined with large shade trees… where we gathered. The edge of the park is dotted with picnic tables… where we shared stories, laughed and learned from each other.

We ate… we played volleyball, bocce ball and softball… and I’m pretty sure we all got sun-burned.

And then we were introduced to these cupcakes.

Thank you, Patti Groves, for changing my life!

So, let’s make some!

I started with all of these ingredients, plus vanilla extract. (If I posted a recipe and actually remembered to pull all of the ingredients out of the cupboards… well, it would be a miracle.)

First step: cream cheese filling. Mix together the cream cheese, egg, pinch of salt, 1/3 cup of sugar and chocolate chips.

I may or may not have licked off the cream cheese batter…

(Please note: some people believe there is a chance of salmonella poisoning when raw eggs are consumed. This is not a recommendation to consume raw egg products.)

Moving along to the dry ingredient mix… starting with the flour, 1 cup of sugar, cocoa mix, baking soda and kosher salt.

Quick stir until it’s all mixed…

And then I add the wet ingredients… vanilla extract, vinegar, water and canola oil and mixed until it was all combined and there were no more lumps.

Next step… spooning the chocolate mixture into the muffin tins lined with paper cups. But only fill them up about half way …

Because next is the great cream cheese stuff…

Fill and repeat until all of both mixtures is used up…

Approximately 30 minutes later…

Please resist the urge to take them out of the tin right away… allow them to cool in the pan for at least 10 minutes before removing them to cooling rack.

And when you can handle them, not a minute before or a minute after… peel that wrapper off and take a bite (or two) and reveal the creamy middle!

Memorial Day is in a few more weekends… and this year I’ll be with most of my family on Memorial Day. Maybe we’ll make these again at that point… then again, maybe I won’t be able to wait that long…

Chocolate Cream Cheese Cupcakes
Recipe courtesy Patti Groves

Ingredients

Filling
8 ounces cream cheese, softened
1 egg
1/3 cup sugar
Dash of salt
8 ounces chocolate chips

Cupcake
1 ½ cup flour
1 cup sugar
¼ cup cocoa powder, unsweetened
1 teaspoon baking soda
½ teaspoon salt
1 cup water
1/3 cup canola oil
2 tablespoons white vinegar
1 teaspoon vanilla extract

Instructions
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.

In small bowl – mix cream cheese, egg, sugar, salt and chocolate chips.

In large bowl mix dry ingredients: flour, sugar, cocoa powder, baking soda and salt.

To large bowl add wet ingredients: water, oil, vinegar and vanilla extract. Stir until creamy.

Line muffin tins with paper cups, fill cups ½ full with chocolate cake mix. Drop 2 or 3 tablespoons cream cheese mixture in muffin tins.

Bake for 25 – 30 minutes. Allow to cool completely before enjoying.

enjoy your time in the kitchen…