At 22 years old and pregnant with my first child, I wanted a
daughter. As a child, my goal was not to
own my own company, or break any records, or blaze new trails. No women’s-lib
for me. I wanted to be a Mom and a homemaker.
My favorite toys were always baby dolls and kitchen toys and ironing
boards with clothes irons… anything related to home-making. So here I was in college accounting classes,
working full-time, married, pregnant, and in a home of my own. Life was good.
My Dad and Ryan 1994 |
A healthy baby to add to our small family and life would be
perfect. And I was sure, this baby was
to be a girl. But, alas, a girl was not
in God’s plan. Ryan Alan Williams came on Sunday evening around 7pm and was ALL
BOY. He was, however, the most beautiful
baby I had seen to date. As my first pregnancy,
I really wasn’t sure I was in labor that day.
I was “uncomfortable” and “crampy,” but was it labor? I didn’t know. So I paced.
Our home was tiny, so it didn’t take long to walk from one
end to the other. I would walk to the
back and into my bedroom, standing there for a moment considering if I should
try straightening up a little. But, once
I stopped walking, the cramps would start again, so I would turn and walk to
the front. The 2nd bedroom
was at the very front and had a large window where I would stop to gaze at the
shop to be sure this baby’s Daddy was still there – we might be taking a trip
to the hospital….but not yet. So I would
turn and pace back to our bedroom. Back
and forth I paced for what seemed like hours.
By noon, when I had to stop in the kitchen and hold on to the table in
the middle of most trips, I decided we might need to go to the hospital.
Daddy & Nic 1999 |
Ryan, Nicholas, Me -- Family Vacation in Florida 2008 |
Ryan & Shelbie 2014 Such a cute couple. |
If I didn’t already love her enough, this past weekend, Roger and I were traveling – no surprise there – in South Louisiana and decided to tack on a few days on the Mississippi Gulf Coast. Our sweet Shelbie, who works for a major hotel chain, went out of her way to be sure we had the best room.
When we travel, the two things Roger and I love best are stopping at antique stores and eating at locally owned restaurants. On this trip, we were headed to an antique store and saw a sign for Prejeans Restaurant. I could remember Gwen talking about how good it was so we decided to stop. It was outstanding! We had gumbo and shrimp, but the best part was the hot fresh rolls. I’ve never had anything quite like them – I thought they were almost biscuit-like, but Roger disagreed. They were slightly crusty on the outside and tender on the inside. I tried, unsuccessfully, to track down a recipe for their roles so if anyone has one, send it to me! In the meantime, we’ll have to make do with my favorite home-made roll recipe.
My Favorite Yeast Rolls
1 quart warm water1 cup sugar1 cup powdered milk1 tablespoon salt7 to 9 cups all-purpose flour1 cup oil
Add yeast in warm water combined with sugar, and set aside 10 minutes until yeast is completely soft. In a separate bowl, combine powdered milk, salt and about 5 cups flour. When yeast is ready, add oil and mix well. Combine with powdered milk and flour mixture. Add additional flour, a little at a time, until it gets to the right consistency -- not too sticky (needs more flour) but not too heavy (too much flour). Treat inside of large bowl with oil. Add dough and turn to coat with oil. Set in a warm, dry place to rise to double in size. Pinch ping-pong-sized portions of dough and place on a treated baking pan. Set aside to rise again, about 30 to 45 minutes. Preheat oven to 350° and bake 15 to 20 minutes or fully cooked and golden brown. Makes about 3 dozen large rolls.
Nicholas and Me - 2002 |
Ryan and Nic - 1998 |
Ryan and Me - 2004 |