This is my first movie. This is NOT Steven Spielberg quality. This is what my family does for fun on the 4th of July.
This is my first movie. This is NOT Steven Spielberg quality. This is what my family does for fun on the 4th of July.
I have been going to Girls Camp for years! Anyone who has been to camp with me will testify that the one thing that is a must (besides extra underwear) is Candy Casserole. Everyone loves, loves, loves my candy casserole and up until now the recipe has been a secret. There are several variations but I shall share the most basic recipe.
Gather all the ingredients and a rather large sized bowl. You will also need a wooden spoon. I choose a wooden spoon because I feel that it is a little more gentle with the tender ingredients than a metal spoon,or heaven forbid, a wisk.


Ingredients:
Tootsie Rolls
Licorice Bites
Plain M&M’s
Starbursts (Skittles can easily be used as a substitute)
Peanut Butter M&M’s (THIS is the secret ingredient) DO NOT substitute Peanut M&M’s as it will change the texture of the finished product.
You can also add other ingredients such as Teddy Grahams, Good N’ Plenty, or Hot Tamale’s. I learned by sad experience to avoid any of the “gummy” type candy’s as they leave the finished product a sticky goopy mess.
Begin by pouring the Tootsie Rolls into the bowl. Do NOT stir at this point. You want the Tootsie Rolls to be able to rest for a minute.

Add all other ingredients except for the Peanut Butter M&M’s. Gently stir the mixture together.


Now add the Peanut Butter M&M’s and gently fold them in. I prefer folding the mixture to avoid bruising the delicate chocolate layer of the PBM&M and I suggest that you also use this method.

The casserole is now finished and ready to transfer in to you official “Candy Casserole” jar. I prefer to sample the Candy Casserole at this stage to make sure the flavors are at their peak. It would be appropriate to sample each flavor.
Transfer your casserole into an airtight plastic container.


You are now ready to enjoy girls camp!
Do you ever go to restaurants and see awards and articles framed saying things like “voted best egg breakfast”? There are even billboards in Utah showing the “best in Utah” awards. I always wondered who it was that was voting it the “best” and you never know who the competition is to know if it truly was the best. So I held my own contest where I vote what is t
he best. Like those before me I won’t tell you who the competition is. These are 7 things that I personally have voted BEST!
A special thanks to all who attended the awards ceremony which was held at my residence tonight. Ice water and Pumpkin Chocolate Chip muffins were served. I also appreciate those who overlooked all the camp stuff collecting in the computer room where the ceremony was held.
Sometimes I feel like God gave me this wonderful life filled with wonderful opportunities. Then “life happened” (at a very young age) and it seems that I somehow messed up those wonderful gifts he gave me. Like He gave me a toy and as I played with – it got broken. Worse is that I didn’t break it all myself. Others took my toy and did damage too – but it was still mine and somehow I allowed it. Ashamed that I allowed something so precious to be broken I then go about trying to fix it so that when God asks for it back He won’t be mad. So I try all kinds of super-glues but it’s never put back together perfectly. But I keep trying in vain. What I forget is that He knew that life was a messy business and the toys are going to get broken and that if we bring it to Him, with a gentle smile He will fix it. What is it that keeps me from just allowing the Savior to fix it to start with? Why do I keep taking it back saying like the willful child “I can do it myself”?
It’s not a new story – in fact it dawned on me that even in the Garden of Eden after Eve and then Adam took the fruit the first thing they did when God came was to hide. I figured out that it was Satan who introduced shame into the world. The kind of shame that makes you want to hide instead of sorrow that makes you want to go to your Father for healing. We are funny human creatures – because instead of telling Adam and Eve to hide the scriptures tell us that God made coats of skins to cover them. He didn’t say “I’m coming you better grab some leaves and hide from me because boy you are in trou-ble!” That wasn’t God’s message at all – more like the message of someone who would rather have us stay broken (“hmmmm who could that be? Could it be Satan?”) – The Lord explained the consequences of the human condition and then covered them in something that would be comforting and warm.
I think the scriptures tell us to “submit” to the will of God not just because it will teach us a good lesson about being humble, but also because the Savior has so much love, compassion, and healing for us if we will let Him in.
Broken clouds give rain; …
Broken storms yield light.
The break of day heals night.
Broken pride turns blindness into sight …
Could it be that God loves broken things? …
And yet, our broken faith, our broken promises
Sent love to the cross
And still, that broken flesh, that broken heart of His,
Offers us such grace and mercy,
Covers us with love undeserving.
This broken soul that cries for mending
This broken heart for offering
I’m convinced that God loves broken ME
Praise His name—my God loves broken things!
I am here to tell you that craftiness at Relief Society is alive and well. This evening I went to the Mother & Daughter enrichment meeting. With a few picnic items I was able to make some home decor that I doubt even Pier 1 could duplicate.
You will need a cheap-ola paper plate. Do not use Chinette! You will also need some plastic forks – the heavy duty ones.

Add some ribbon and flowers and work the magic of the glue gun and you will end up with a fan that you can display in any home or office.


I also have even more respect for my friend Becky who has 5 daughter (1 1/2 years to 11 years) and yes she brought all five with her and proceeded to make some cute little dolls with them. And what do you do when they all need their dolls glued? Send ‘em over to her friend with the glue gun.

Now these are just darling for little girls to make at Mother/Daughter night.

How cute are they?