September: What Happened?
September
is usually one of my favorite months. (I'm not sure what month is my
actual favorite; let's just say that I have some that I like A LOT more than
others and September ranks up there.) And it's not just because it's back
to school for the kid. (Actually usually the only downside I can think
for September IS the back to school traffic.) I have loved the month
pre-kid and even pre-marriage. It's usually warm during the day, but not
hot. It's usually cool at night, but not cold. Pre-kid it was the
perfect time to take a vacation. As summer winds down and autumn evolves,
it's absolutely beautiful. So much so that I chose to get married in the
middle of the month twenty two years ago.
However, this year
September is letting me down. So let's talk about the month's failings and
failings during the month thus far:
The weather: Labor Day weekend was supposed to be a wash out. So I changed my plans. No NJ shore for me. MISTAKE. It may have not been perfect but I hear that the beach was pretty darned good. At least I was able to convince some friends to come over and spend the day with us and we enjoyed our patio, but still...it wasn't what was called for. Then came back to school when had a heat wave. In North NJ, we don't need A/C in our schools that often. Or at least that's how it used to be. (CLIMATE CHANGE PEOPLE: It's a real thing! I attended the same school that my son does and I don't ever recall it being THAT hot during our first days.) By 8 in the morning, it was nearly 89 degrees in the 8th grade science room. (I get my numbers straight from the science teacher!) By the end of the day some classrooms were in the mid-nineties. At least the gym teachers in our school have enough common sense (which you now is NOT common) to NOT have the kids run around outside (or even inside). THANK YOU for keeping our kids healthy. By day 2, the temperatures were STILL climbing so the district had to call for a half day! (Love the phone call at 9 at night.) What the heck is going on? And then by Sunday...it wasn't even 60 degrees out! I had my leggings and socks on and I was COLD! Turn on that heat? But it's going to be 82 in a day or two!
No Quiero Taco Bell (that's for those of you who might remember the old ad campaign): The kid likes Taco Bell. So to wrap up the weekend and do something nice before school started (and because it was really too hot to be in the kitchen), I decided we would grab dinner there. Mistake #1 was running to Shoprite beforehand. I mean, who goes grocery shopping late in the afternoon on a holiday? Apparently EVERYONE! However, I only needed a few things and hubby and I ran the aisle and managed to get in and out pretty quickly. Then it was on to TB to pick up food for the family. Amazingly, the place was NOT busy. Hubby went in to order. Didn't take too long, especially as he had a couple of modifications to the standard: I like the Mexican Pizza, but can't have the beans and son likes tacos but no lettuce. Ten minutes (give or take) later, we arrive home with groceries and dinner. Quickly put things away, as son digs into his tacos only to find...each and every one of them is CHOCKED FULL of lettuce. There is some meat in there, but no cheese and TONS of lettuce. (Seriously an entire head of iceberg could have been in there.) Could we have gone back? Sure, but it wasn't worth it. Was the item correct on the sales slip? YES! Son reluctantly dug out the lettuce and said it was the worst meal ever. Not exactly how I wanted to wrap up the weekend. Now mistakes DO happen, but...And what if my child was like me and had serious food allergies? Now that would have been a BIG problem. I decided NOT to let it go and send an email to corporate. Their website doesn't make it all that easy (especially since the location we had been too didn't show up in the drop down), but I got my unhappy message out there. Now you might think this is the end of it...you'd be WRONG. The very next day my husband got a phone call (because I put in our home phone number and not my cell) from a TB manager. She was apologetic, but couldn't understand how this happened. How could someone on her team put lettuce in, but no cheese? Well, it turns out that no one on her team did because...she was a manager at a Taco Bell in INDIANA! Ok, so clearly the problem isn't just at the local level. Stay tuned...if there is more to tell, I'll tell it!
A Lemon of a Lemon
Pie: Again, trying to be nice to the kid who's going back to school I
decide to make a Lemon No Bake Cheese Cake. The kid loves lemon and I
had been given two lemon pudding mixes so I searched around the internet for
something I could do with it. I came up with this: Lemon No Bake cheese cake:
- 1 ready-to-use
Nilla Wafer or Graham Cracker crust (store-bought or homemade)
- 2
boxes (3.4 oz.) lemon instant pudding mix
- 2
cups half & half
- 1
bar (8 oz.) cream cheese, softened
- 1/3
cup granulated sugar
- 1
tub (8 oz.) cool whip
- fresh
lemon slices for garnish, if wanted
Instructions:
In a mixing bowl,
combine the dry pudding mix and half & half milk. Whisk together for 1-2
minutes. Let sit for a few minutes so the pudding can get nice and thick. Once
thickened, spread 1 1/2 cups of the pudding into the pie crust. Set aside the
remaining pudding. In a separate mixing bowl, using a handheld blender,
beat together the softened cream cheese and sugar until it's creamy and
combined. Using a spatula, fold the cool whip in and mix until combined.
Add half of the mixture into the remaining pudding mix. Spread into the pie
crust to form the 2nd layer. Spread the remaining cool whip/cream cheese
mixture on top of the pie, or use a piping tip and bag to pipe it on as wanted.
It's best to let the pie refrigerate overnight OR at least for 6-8 hours so
that it can firm up, come together, and get nice & cold.
fridge an hour or so before dinner. My son and I did have a small slice of it. Let me be honest, it didn't taste that good. The lemon was really a bit too sour, but the cream cheese part was good. I stored it in the fridge overnight, only to find that most of it had melted down into a mess in the morning. I'm trying to salvage it (I don't know why) with another freezer attempt. In the meantime, this easy pie took several hours of my time and cost about $8 to make (even with the free pudding) and doesn't taste all that great. Fantastic! (After eating what we could, I ended up throwing more than 1/2 of the pie out. Don't make the recipe above, but if you do have any good and truly easy recipes for me to try that are no bake; I'm all ears.)
How Does She Do It?: Capping off the first day of school, I got wind that Dorothea Benton Frank (one of my favorite authors..she manages to put out a book each and every summer and I savor them) was going to be at the bookstore (they DO still exist in the suburbs) in the next town over. She does a book tour each summer and I used to go every year to hear about her latest and get a copy signed. But life (and child) intervened and amazingly it's been a decade (give or take) since I've had the pleasure of listening to her talk. It was blazing hot outside AND inside our house (with the exception of the two bedrooms which have AC window units), so I figure I can cool off and have a great time listening to her speak. Despite my best efforts to look presentable, I'm a hot mess (and I mean that in the literal sense) when I arrive. However Ms. Frank looks cool and refreshed.
Most of the audience consists of her friends from town. (Even before she was a fabulous writer, I get the feeling that she was a town legend with her community service.) I did feel a bit left out as everyone seemed to know everyone's name, but no matter who you are Ms Frank makes you feel welcome. Her storytelling (whether it be fictional or semi-autobiographical) makes you feel like you are a close friend. Time flies by as she casts a spell over the room. I could listen to her talk for hours; she is that good of a speaker. She truly embodies southern hospitality. And she looks good doing it too. (Yes, that is jealousy that you hear in my voice.) She's on her 19th novel and is on the road every summer; and yet she still looks phenomenal. That photo of her on the book jacket does not lie. I know I have aged, but she has not. How is that possible? Maybe the magic isn't just in her storytelling, but in her genes as well? Just look at the photographic evidence? I am a mess, even after being in an air conditioned space for an hour. She's been talking, signing books and working her behind off for over an hour and she looks amazing! Maybe I need to get MY behind down to Sullivan's Island and see if there is some elixir that can help me look half as good...and if there's one that can make me write as well too...
So that's MY September thus far! We're just a little over a week into it. Who knows what craziness is to come?
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