This post, and the previous, cap off my full fun weekend. I had a bag of speckled bananas sooo... I found a new recipe to try w/ yogurt. It was good timing since this is Z's b-day week, he loves banana bread, he will have to have these for BK each AM. Do you think they won't be a favorite after this abudance? Banana Bread 1 1/4 c. sugar 1/4 c. butter 3 egg whites 1 1/4 c. ripe bananas, mashed 3/4 c. plain or vanilla yogurt 1 t. vanilla 2 3/4 c. flour 1 1/4 t. baking soda 1 t. salt 1 t. cinnamon 3/4 c. chopped nuts
Heat oven to 350 degrees. Mix sugar and butter. Stir in egg whites until well blended. Add bananas, yogurt, and vanilla. Beat till smooth. Mix in remaining ingredients except nuts just until moistened. Stir in nuts. Pour into two 8” pans, greased. Bake 48 minutes. Cool five minutes and cool completely before slicing.
I love this recipe. Of course you could leave out the nuts if desired. I always use three bananas, regardless of the cup-age of it (it comes really close); it just makes it easier. I also cook them in four smaller loaf pans and it takes me a little longer than the 48 minutes, more like 53 or so. I almost love this more the next day, cooled in the fridge. YUM.
I got this recipe from the FOODEE's BLOG The above comments are hers here are mine: I sprinkled nuts on top of some before baking for the nutty look, I used peach yogurt because that is what I had and I used whole eggs because I was being lazy, I find quick breads tobe very forgiving of variations.:> Since I used this awesome mini loaf pan I was able to bake them in 20 minutes and have plenty to freeze. B let me know if you would like one?
Each day comes bearing its own gifts. Untie the ribbons! ************ "Joy is what happens when we allow ourselves to recognize how good things really are." **************
"A vigorous five-mile walk will do more good for an unhappy but otherwise healthy adult than all the medicine and psychology in the world." --Paul Dudley White
************ "Now if you are going to win any battle you have to do one thing. You have to make the mind run the body. Never let the body tell the mind what to do. The body will always give up. It is always tired in the morning, noon, and night. But the body is never tired if the mind is not tired." - George S. Patton, U.S. Army General, 1912 Olympian
108 miles walking 7 yoga class 6 weight session 2 water aerobics class 15 mins arc 2 mile running Top Ten in YMCA Tour de Texas actually #5
May Workout stats
8 Yoga Classes 8weight sessions 82 miles walking 90 minutes on the new arc cardio machine
April Workout Stats
8 Yoga Classes 7 40 minute weight sessions 74 miles walking 5 miles biking 1 Zumba class
March work out Stats
49 miles walking 10 1 hour yoga classes 9 40 min weight sessions
February "Heart Month" Work out Stats
45 miles walking 5 yoga class 5weight session
January Workout stats
48miles walking 4 yoga classes 4weight sessions 5.5 miles cycling
December Workout Stats
36 miles 7 yoga classes 5 weight session
November Workout stats
56 miles walking 5 miles biking 4 yoga classes 4 weight sessions
October Workout Stats
68 miles walking 5 yoga class 5 weight session
September 2010 Workout Stats
80 miles Walking 6 yoga class 1 balletone class 6weight session 115min bike 15 miles 5 min elliptical
Poem: “Welcome to Holland” by Emily Perl Kingsley
I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It’s like this… When you’re going to have a baby, it’s like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It’s all very exciting. After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, “Welcome To Holland”. “Holland?!?” you say, “What do you mean “Holland”??? I signed up for Italy! I’m supposed to be in Italy. All my life I’ve dreamed of going to Italy” But there’s been a change in the flight plan. They’ve landed in Holland and there you must stay. The important thing is that they haven’t taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It’s just a different place. So you must go and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met. It’s just a different place. It’s slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you’ve been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around…and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills…Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts. But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy…and they’re all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say “Yes that’s where I was supposed to go. That’s what I had planned”. And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away…because the loss of that dream is a very significant loss. But…if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn’t get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things…about Holland.