INGREDIENTS (Nutrition)
1/2 cup vegetable oil
1 1/2 cups white sugar
2 teaspoons vanilla extract
2 cups all-purpose flour
1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa powder
1 1/2 teaspoons baking soda
1 teaspoon salt
2 cups shredded zucchini
1/2 cup chopped walnuts
6 tablespoons unsweetened cocoa powder
1/4 cup margarine
2 cups confectioners' sugar
1/4 cup milk
1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
DIRECTIONS
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Grease and flour a 9x13 inch baking pan.
In a large bowl, mix together the oil, sugar and 2 teaspoons vanilla until well blended. Combine the flour, 1/2 cup cocoa, baking soda and salt; stir into the sugar mixture. Fold in the zucchini and walnuts. Spread evenly into the prepared pan.
Bake for 25 to 30 minutes in the preheated oven, until brownies spring back when gently touched. To make the frosting, melt together the 6 tablespoons of cocoa and margarine; set aside to cool. In a medium bowl, blend together the confectioners' sugar, milk and 1/2 teaspoon vanilla. Stir in the cocoa mixture. Spread over cooled brownies before cutting into squares.
hypnotizing
Monday, November 7, 2011
Thought Of the Lifetimes.
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
-Marianne Williamson
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Dearest Dream Girl,
Dearest Dream Girl,
You might not know me yet, and I’m not sure I know who you are either, but you and I will be in love someday. I think about you all the time. I wonder about what you look like, what things you like to do, and what it is about you that will make me fall in love with you when I find you.
However, there are a few things that I know about you already; I know that you are a faithful daughter of our Heavenly Father and that you have a testimony of the gospel. I know that temple marriage is one of your goals and you don’t want to settle for less. I know that you are sweet and kind and you are feminine and fun loving. Although you like to laugh and have a good time, I know you look at life seriously.
Dream Girl, I’m not interested in the girl who gives her lips freely, or the girl who is immodest in dress and conduct. I’m not interested in the girl who changes her standards to fit her company, the girl who can’t see anything wrong with an occasional cigarette, and occasional drink, or an occasional bout of immorality.
I’m not looking for you among questionable company. I’m not looking for you at shady parties because you are not there.
Neither of us is perfect, yet we will love each other for what we want to be, as well as what we are. And when we both see eye to eye, we will kneel hand in hand and seek the inspiration of the Father. There will not be many tomorrow’s until we find each other. I’m waiting anxiously for that day!
Stay sweet and pure because I’ll be looking for you. Until then,
Sweet dreams,
Your Future Husband
You might not know me yet, and I’m not sure I know who you are either, but you and I will be in love someday. I think about you all the time. I wonder about what you look like, what things you like to do, and what it is about you that will make me fall in love with you when I find you.
However, there are a few things that I know about you already; I know that you are a faithful daughter of our Heavenly Father and that you have a testimony of the gospel. I know that temple marriage is one of your goals and you don’t want to settle for less. I know that you are sweet and kind and you are feminine and fun loving. Although you like to laugh and have a good time, I know you look at life seriously.
Dream Girl, I’m not interested in the girl who gives her lips freely, or the girl who is immodest in dress and conduct. I’m not interested in the girl who changes her standards to fit her company, the girl who can’t see anything wrong with an occasional cigarette, and occasional drink, or an occasional bout of immorality.
I’m not looking for you among questionable company. I’m not looking for you at shady parties because you are not there.
Neither of us is perfect, yet we will love each other for what we want to be, as well as what we are. And when we both see eye to eye, we will kneel hand in hand and seek the inspiration of the Father. There will not be many tomorrow’s until we find each other. I’m waiting anxiously for that day!
Stay sweet and pure because I’ll be looking for you. Until then,
Sweet dreams,
Your Future Husband
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Iambic Quadrameter poem
The Liar
By: Mitchell Lewis Nelson
It matters not what we have done,
Or where we’ve been, or have become,
If lies are all that leave our lips,
Our lives will be lost from our grip.
There was a man who lied a bit,
About some things that he shouldn’t,
Examples more than can be named,
But even then h’was not ashamed.
His friends all left, his wife divorced,
It seemed that things could not get worse,
But lies had cursed him in his mind,
And very soon the man went blind.
“I don’t need eyes,” the man would boast,
“I’ve been successful, coast to coast.”
Though loss of sight cause him much fear,
When days to come he couldn’t hear.
In constant darkness this man stayed,
And soon, so soon, he grew afraid.
Afraid of what he used to know,
Of what he left not long ago.
When winter came and cold came through,
The man had died, but no one knew,
He had nobody at his side,
And all of this because he lied.
It matters not what we have done,
Or where we’ve been, or have become,
If lies are all that leave our lips,
Our lives will be lost from our grip.
By: Mitchell Lewis Nelson
It matters not what we have done,
Or where we’ve been, or have become,
If lies are all that leave our lips,
Our lives will be lost from our grip.
There was a man who lied a bit,
About some things that he shouldn’t,
Examples more than can be named,
But even then h’was not ashamed.
His friends all left, his wife divorced,
It seemed that things could not get worse,
But lies had cursed him in his mind,
And very soon the man went blind.
“I don’t need eyes,” the man would boast,
“I’ve been successful, coast to coast.”
Though loss of sight cause him much fear,
When days to come he couldn’t hear.
In constant darkness this man stayed,
And soon, so soon, he grew afraid.
Afraid of what he used to know,
Of what he left not long ago.
When winter came and cold came through,
The man had died, but no one knew,
He had nobody at his side,
And all of this because he lied.
It matters not what we have done,
Or where we’ve been, or have become,
If lies are all that leave our lips,
Our lives will be lost from our grip.
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