Tuesday, February 3, 2009
You know that saying, "A moment on the lips, a lifetime on the hips", I have a new version. "Sign one little PTA line, they'll call you every time."
I have made it a habit to never sign up for the PTA (parent teacher association), it's not that I don't appreciate all the carnivals and book fairs...OK I really don't but, that's beside the point. It's just that I don't like ending up on lists that get me called over and over again to sit behind rickety tables handing out live goldfish to children who,"Just need 11 more for my little brother and my cousin who might be spending the night this weekend and my friend who's at the blow- up slide and his little sister who couldn't come because she has the Chicken pox and have you had the Chicken Pox because I might be contagious because my mom can't remember if I had them or got the shot, and do you know what these gold fish eat and how much do the snow cones...oh hey, hey, sorry my friend is ...can you just hold my fish till I get back from..hey, wait for me!"
So for years I've walked past the sign-up table at back to school night with my eyes down, muttering under my breath, "Sorry too many pre-schoolers." Alas I'm running out of pre-schoolers so, this year, short of giving birth to keep my excuse going, I signed up for one little PTA sponsored event.
Yep, one little name and phone number on one little sign up sheet, to make one little batch of cookies for the PTA sponsored, parent/teacher conference dinner. I reasoned, semi cute new principal, always good to collect a few "brownie" points (cookies... brownie points...ha! it's a little pun) with the principal. Then there was the whole homeschooling conversation with said principal when I pulled #5 out, and suddenly he's not so cute anymore. But, of course, I'm getting called for everything, could I help with the safety fair, could I bring Scotcheroos, could I bring more Scotcheroos!
Dang Scotcheroos, I knew they were the "crack" cocaine of the Rice Krispie treat universe, which is why I had never made them nor collected the recipe. Now I'm stuck, I have the recipe, I have to make them and try them just to make sure they taste good, I have to make enough for my boys, don't want them feeling left out. "Thanks for the addiction!" I snarked at the PTA lady today as I handed off the plateful of Scotcheroos for yet another PTA sponsored, parent/teachers conference dinner.
"Sign one little PTA line, they'll call you every time"
Here is the recipe for,
In a medium sauce pan combine:
1 cup Karo syrup
1 cup sugar
Bring to a boil, boil for a minute or so until sugar is melted, be sure to scrape down sides of pan.
1 cup peanut butter
Pour over 6 cups Rice Krispies
spread in greased 9" X 11" pan
Melt 8 ounces of chocolate chips, and 8 ounces of butterscotch chips in microwave, spread over Rice Krispie bars. Cool, cut, eat and eat and eat, resolve to go on sugar fast tomorrow.
Just remember, "A Moment on the lips a lifetime on the hips!"