Fresh Tomato Sauce with Angel Hair

freshtomatosaucewithangelhairIt’s the New Year, and everyone is looking for a few new dishes that are healthier to tuck into their recipe box. Here’s a Huffman family favorite from Pinterest that has been tweaked a bit.

BTW, you can use another type of pasta instead if you’d like, but the tomato-garlic-basil sauce pairs especially well with angel hair. Add some crusty bread to round out the meal and you’re set. Mangia!

Happy New Year to you and yours!

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New Calendar, Lots of Memories

calendarcoverMy sister Nancy is an artist. She is a scrapbooker, par excellence. Last year for Christmas she made my mother, my sister Valarie, and I beautiful calendars containing poignant pictures of each person in our extended family, from young to old. Each person was specially represented by his/her birthday month, which was made more interesting because of the fact that some of the grandkids are only together a couple of times a year. Somehow Nancy managed to filter through hundreds and hundreds of family photos to find just the right ones that featured group pictures of the birthday people for each month. As 2012 rolled on, it was a treat to turn each new page and relive the moment in which it was snapped.

This year she made a surprising version of just us three Rixie sisters: “The Rixies in the 60’s.” (Kinda catchy, that title—)

Nancy’s scrapbooked exquisite backgrounds for each month — patiently chosen, cut, layered, and pasted — are elegant beyond words. My newest trip down memory lane has been elevated to heirloom status. . . . One thing’s for certain, I won’t be jotting down appointments in this calendar anytime soon!

Each photo took me back: To the house where we lived at the time; to the set of clothes I was wearing; to the event behind the picture; to the smells, sounds and sights of childhood. YES, I WAS THERE!

Funny, sweet, memorable. My best Christmas present by far, this year.

And speaking of calendars and days, God reminds us in Psalm 139:16:

All the days ordained for me were written in Your book before one of them came to be.

In a brand new year when all those empty squares are waiting to be filled, it’s good to remember God gives us the indescribable gift of each new day. Days to use for Him, to love Him, to love others through Him.

Let’s make 2013 even more memorable . . .  for the Kingdom . . . through His abundant grace . . . and may HE receive the glory!

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Continuing. . . 1000 Gifts

This is a continuation of my own personal list of 1000 gifts, inspired by Ann Voskamp’s wonderful book by the same name.

(The best laid plans. . . this was supposed to post before I left to do Christmas shopping yesterday but alas, here it sits until now–)

 

106.  God gifting us with financial means to buy gifts

107. One of which is gas logs for our home, to be installed after Christmas. (Al’s and my Christmas gift to each other this year.)

108.  A  call yesterday scheduling another job interview for me in January — THANK YOU, LORD.

109.  But an open future, in His hands . . . for God to show me where he wants me!

110.  The stiff December breeze scurrying past my window . . . winter’s finally arrived!

111.  That has blown off most of residual fallen leaves in the front and back yards to the natural areas . . . score !

112.  Looking over a basketful of Christmas cards

113.  And other sweet expressions of love given to us (most involving lots of calories).

114.  The arrival of Daughter #1 from Charlotte this afternoon,

114.  For a whole entire week,

115.  With grandpugs Bogart and Penny in tow.

116. Checking the fridge for ingredients to make a broccoli-beef stir-fry this evening and they’re all there

117. Reading God’s Word and pausing to absorb the weight of the John, chapter 1–

118.  That Jesus is the Word, sent from the Father, just for us!

119. Looking back over this season, with feelings of accomplishment, and yet anticipating the future –

120.  And a whole Saturday set aside to enjoy my hubby and family! Priceless!

 

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