Yummy Treat

One of my dearest, sweetest friends, (you know who you are, Susan!)
asked me to post this recipe for Frosted Banana Bars. Try them, you'll like them!

FROSTED BANANA BARS

1/2 cup butter or margarine, softened
2 cups sugar
3 eggs
1 1/2 cups mashed ripe bananas (about 3 medium)
1 tsp vanilla
2 cups all-purpose flour
1 tsp baking soda
Pinch of salt

Frosting:

1/2 cup butter or margarine, softened
1 (8 oz) package cream cheese, softened
4 cups powdered sugar
2 tsp vanilla

In a mixing bowl, cream butter and sugar. Beat in eggs, bananas and vanilla. Combine the flour, baking soda and salt; add to creamed mixture and mix well. Pour into a greased 15 x 10 x1 baking pan (cookie sheet with lip). Bake at 350 degrees for 25 minutes or until bars test done. Cool. For frosting, cream butter and cream cheese in a mixing bowl. Gradually add powdered sugar and vanilla; beat well. Spread over bars. Yield: 3 dozen.

NOTE: I used a 15x10x2 glass baking dish. It worked fine.

Something to Cheer About!

Today I saw a picture of some girls I went to Jr. High School with. They were not my friends, we barely spoke. But these girls had a huge impact on my teen life. They were the CHEERLEADERS! It's funny that I can't remember having a conversation with one of them, but, I remembered what they looked like. I can still see their tanned, well shaped legs sticking out of their crisp skirts. I can even remember some of their names.They were so peppy, so popular, so beautiful. Oh how I hated them. Oh how I wanted to be them!
I was perusing some pictures of an old friend on facebook, and there they were! Just like I remembered them! It got me thinking about what an impression they had made on me.
I spend a lot of time thinking about things that some people might not give a second thought to. I think it has a lot to do with the fact that I want God to teach me, so I search for the truth in things. I take the everyday things, and sift over them, and over them, to find the nugget of truth. I want to know Him!
So, what does hating Cheerleaders have to do with knowing God? Very little probably. But I think I see that I didn't hate them, or I wouldn't have wanted to be one of them. I tried out for the cheerleading squad in the 8th grade. I didn't make it. They were the ideal, and I couldn't make myself good enough to be one of them. That's what I hated.
Reminds me of a scripture : Romans 7:18b "For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannnot carry it out." This struggle within himself caused Paul to say in verse 24 of the same chapter, "Oh, wretched man that I am! Who will deliver me from this body of death!" There is a struggle that goes on within us to be good. But there is nothing in us that can do it! We are powerless. I can't make myself obey the ideals of God contained in the law, any more than I could have made myself more coordinated, or beautiful, or shapely. I was powerless.
Thankfully, Paul answers his own question about his powerlessness and ours when he says,"Thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through Jesus Christ our Lord!" Through Christ, we have the victory over our inability!
See what God can teach you from an old picture! He's so good! (I could lead that cheer!)

True Confessions

Okay, no one is allowed to laugh. I actually had to look up the word blog! I know a few people who have one. I read, and even follow some, but I didn't really know what the word meant. So, I guess I'm keeping an online journal, or diary of sorts. COOL! Short for weblog. Did I hear a DUH!? Turns out Dictionary.com is a girls best friend! I use it all the time. I'm not exactly a word whiz. I can barely spell! So, my blog will be a learning experience for me. If you stop by, thank you for your patience. Who says you can't teach an old dog new tricks?

Happy Grandpa's Day, Debbie

This is just a "Happy Birthday" to my dear friend Debbie Sue.
Funny story:
When Debbie was little her Mom told her that her birthday was on Ground Hogs Day. Having absolutely no idea what a Ground Hog was, she reasoned her Mother was saying "Grandpa's Day". She was excited when a little friend wished her happy birthday, to share with her that her birthday was on "Grandpa's Day". The friend explained: it's not Grandpa's Day, it's Ground Hogs day! That didn't sound nearly as nice. =(
Debbie is the kind of friend that I could tell lot's of fun stories about. Remind me to tell the one about Senator Atkins!

Cut Me Some Slack. I'm New!

In case anyone is wondering, I have absolutely NO CLUE what I am doing! I do like to write. and thought this could be fun. If I don't get too overwhelmed by the technology of it all!

I hope to write from time to time, about my experiences, family, and things I feel God is teaching me