Meatloaf and Collard Greens

Can ya believe it?  I didn’t take any photos.  But 100_2501 I did take a “before” one.  My weekly farm delivery.  And my first venture into the tasty world of collards.  With some kale thrown in to add a bit more to the pot.  I remember adding some tomato leather, onion, and a lot of spices, but really couldn’t tell you what they were.  Oh, yeah, a ham shank.  Stuck all of that in the crock pot.

Then I got my three pounds of ground beef out of the fridge and started on what turned out to be eight mini meat loaves.  Didn’t put enough seasoning in that, but I’ll have meatloaf sandwiches that I can doctor up for some time now.  Most of them will go in the freezer, but a couple will stay in the fridge for the sandwiches.  The collards had enough seasoning in them to make up for the lack of seasoning in the meatloaf, so it all turned out okay in the end.

After this first encounter with collards I think I can say with certainty that I’ll be cooking them again.  In case there’s a slight blight (that rhymes) in this post, I just developed a case of hiccups.  I think I’d rather sneeze.

I only have one tomato left.  They are the “real” tomatoes.  Oh, I remember, I put one of the jalepenos in with the collards.  Should have put one in the meatloaf.  I put in the membrane and seeds also, because I’m one hot mama when it comes to taste buds.  The green beans are still in the fridge, and I’ve been eating the sugar snap peas as a snack, just popping ’em in my mouth each time I pass the fridge.  Well, I take them out of the fridge first, of course.  Just grab a handful out of the bag and sit down and eat while I listen to the TV while I read a book.

Grandparents House Rules Had some visitors Thursday.  Gina and the three youngest kids were here for a visit, which included them bringing lunch from my favorite Chinese restaurant.  They were in the small car, so they brought carry out instead of my trying to squeeze in with my walker.  Anika drove all the way, and did a great job of it.  I can’t believe that cute little girl is now a beautiful teenager, and her twin brother, Laurie is now taller than I am.  Andrew is still the cute little clown, but he’s growing up too.  Ethan is a freshman at UK, so he didn’t make the trip, which is why Anika got to drive.  All of Laurie’s pretty blond curls are gone now.  His hair is as dark as Anika’s has always been, and he said Anika cut his hair so the curls don’t show.  He’s a heartbreaker, and has been since the first time I saw him after their trip home from Romania.

fall down Just thought I would insert a bit of Halloween humor here.  I do hate Halloween though.  I really hate this entire season, except for the beautiful colors on the trees.  It’s just that when I go into a store I have no way of knowing what holiday we are getting ready for.  Christmas decorations have been out since the beginning of September, no one thinks much about Thanksgiving beyond the turkey, and the Halloween stuff drives me out of my mind.  When did it start being a grown up holiday instead of just something for the kids?  The only thing I like about it is the corn candy.  And that’s available all year now, so what’s the big deal?  I do want a pumpkin, but only so I can can or freeze some for later, and make pumpkin bread, pumpkin soup, pumpkin pie and about a hundred other pumpkin recipes I have accumulated lately out of it.  It might take more than one pumpkin for all of that, but one would get me started.

I think tonight I’ll make some ketchup.  Still have half a bottle of bought stuff, but it just doesn’t taste as good as my mom’s homemade.  I put it, like most things, in the crock pot so I won’t have to stir it a lot.  Then tomorrow I will can it, and have my own ketchup for the winter.  And when it runs out I will make more.  That’s the beauty of knowing how to DIY.  I’m also going to make some fruit leathers, now that I can.  Just the happy homemaker back at work after a few weeks off to recoup.  Not to mention that the weather is more energizing now.




What Can I Say–It’s Monday

100_2400 I shouldn’t complain about Monday.  After all, I AM retired, and I slept in this morning, making up for Saturday night’s loss of sleep.  I really didn’t want to get up at all, but really needed some office supplies, and K-Mart is just a block away.  And then I had a check to cash, and the bank is just half a block in the other direction.  So, I crawled reluctantly out of my warm bed and shivered into some warm clothes.  Well, they warmed up after a few minutes.  Do you know how hard it is to first get in the shower when the apartment is almost arctic temp?  And then after a nice warm shower, to have to get out of in back into the attic temp and get dressed?  I briefly thought about digging out my long johns, but decided that might be overkill right now, but my heavy AmeriCorps sweatshirt was just what I needed at the moment.  Oh yeah, the picture above is of our fish pond–the little waterfall in the back–or maybe the front.  Guess it depends on whether you’re a fish in the pond or not.  100_2396 The fish all come running, or more likely, swimming when someone is close to the pond.  That herd mentality I wrote about a couple of weeks ago.  That’s when I took this photo.  I think most of the flowers are gone now, and the fishies are hibernating.  Or maybe I’m just the one hibernating.  I was so over heated for so many years that it’s a strange feeling to be cold natured again.  But after all those years of hot flashes, I think I prefer the cold.  You can always add more layers, but there’s a legal limit to how much you can take off.  Plus, I have my  own personal limit to how much I’m willing to show in public.

100_2498 I’ve had three servings of my Monterey spaghetti now and have finally figured out what the problem is.  It’s not that I had to substitute a different cheese.  I didn’t put enough in.  I realized it this afternoon when I was eating my lunner.  So, the solution to that will be to run another block of cheese thru the salad shooter, and just add a handful to each serving when I heat it up.  See, I still have at least one working brain cell.  And on a Monday at that.

remember all the ruffled scarves I was finger knitting all last summer? 100_2323 I think I deleted the photo of the scarves, but this is the bag of yarn.  The scarves mostly went to some of my favorite places for their fund-raising events, so I don’t have a huge over run of them any more.  Anika also took several of her favorites when she spent the night with me in September.  And then Andrew and Noah decided they each wanted one. 100_2443 Andrew is on the left with the blue scarf around his head and Noah is on the right lookin a bit embarrassed, but willing to go along with Andrew’s quirks.  They are both a couple of little nuts, but I think Noah has a lot going for him.  He raises calves to show at the Daviess Co. fair each summer, and has won several gold medals.  This year his steer and heifer each won gold medals and Grand Championship medals.  His goal is to have twenty head of cattle by the time he graduates high school.  That kid will carry on the Wink family farming tradition if he gets the chance.  Andrew will probably follow his dad into a Poly Sci type of profession.  With that kid, who really knows?  If they still had gambling boats sailing the Mississippi he might become a professional gambler.  We have all played different card games with him and as far as I know he’s never been beat.  He does love strange head-gear though.

Well, back to my scarves.  I’ve been using up the ends of the skeins of yarn lately, making itty bitty neck warmers.  They have a name for them, but for the life of me, I can’t think what it is right now.  I’ll remember in a couple of hours when I’m trying to sleep. but…100_2499 Hummm, kinda hard to see them on the quilt top, but they are actually nice and warm, and the short ones just fit around the neck and can be pinned closed with a decorative pin, or I could probably put a button on them and wear them that way.  Just thought about that one.  See?  I’m a night person.  Mornings just don’t suit me.  I think that’s why I worked second shift at the nursing home.  Unfortunately that was the only place I worked that had a second shift.

Just remembered something funny.  At least it’s funny now.  Wasn’t when it happened, but in retrospect, well….I had a neighbor in the adjoining apartment who was extremely lonely, but refused to go downstairs to meet anyone else.  I had to get up at five a.m. to get ready for work at the time, and one morning she knocked on my door about thirty seconds after I got out of the shower.  I know I should not have opened that door, but I did.  I had a dog then, a little guy named Max.  She came in with a hot dog for him, held it by one end, and he leaped up and grabbed it and swallowed the darn thing whole.  She gulped, I screamed, and Max just looked around to see if there was another one coming.  I don’t think that little guy ever chewed anything.  And I know he didn’t eat dog food unless there was no other option.  Well, both of them have passed away now, and while I miss Max, I can’t say the same for her.  I don’t know how many times I was late for work because she would come over as soon as I would get out of the shower and just stay and stay and stay, and I was just too polite to tell her to go away.

Most of the people on my floor are okay now.  We all do our own thing and if anyone needs help they ask and someone helps.  I cook and share, one of them has a car and will drive us if we need a lift.  One will run errands if we need anything.  One will do laundry for us when we need help with that.  We’re just like a small neighborhood up here in the sky.

Blue Skies–OUCH–And Where’s The Jack?

After a horrendous night of alarm sirens going off every time I shut my eyes, five inches of rain (according to my mom’s rain gauge) and thunder and lightning that rocked the building, we now have blue skies and cooler weather here.autumn trees  Hopefully, that means a night of undisturbed sleep tonight.  Last night I was considering just making a bed in the bathtub and trying to get comfortable there, but after thinking it over, I realized I would need some emergency help to get out of the tub if I were actually  able to fall asleep in there.  The tub is  short and I’m not as nimble as I was when I was twenty.

So today, I snoozed my way thru the paper, then decided to fix a brunch and a dinner casserole at the same time.  My brunch item was inspired by a recipe posted by Jess in her Therapy Bread blog.  She had made some cranberry applesauce, but since I didn’t have cranberries, I substituted sweet potatoes.  It made sense to me at the time.  I know, they have nothing in common, except they both taste good with apples.  Plus I already had some leftover in the fridge.  So I got my immersion blender out  and for the first time ever, didn’t fling everything over the walls and ceiling with it.  I must be learning how to use it. 100_2489 It looks and tastes more like a butter than a sauce, but it’s great on toast, and that’s all I wanted it to be, so i’m happy.






What’s For Dinner?

Okay, so my apologies to all members of the Goetz family for my mistakes in the recent blogs.  But don’t feel bad.  I didn’t even get my own dad’s birth year correct.  And I really should have had Doris write the blog, because she is the family historian.  We need another reunion so I can get re-acquainted  with all of you.  I guess the one I owe the most apologies to is Mike Green.  Sorry cuz.  He’s Mary Ann’s son, NOT her brother-in-law.  Guess I was just hoping he was older than I am.

On to tonight.  100_2481 I put all this stuff in the crock pot last night.  Can’t remember what all is in there, so it’s a good thing I’m not a food blogger.   I basically just grab whatever is closest to me at the time and throw it in the pot.  Had it for brunch today, then went downstairs for a change of scenery.  100_2482 Well, here’s the after picture.  That’s before the change of scenery, but after last night.  Still with me?  Tasted pretty good, especially with a big mug of apple cider.

Okay, we’re downstairs now.  A few people were hanging out down there, talking about the end of the month money problems everyone here has, and some of them said something about not having enough food to get thru the weekend.  Soooooooooooo…..I guess you can see where this is going, right?  At least I now have some space in the refrigerator.  And I should explain that even though I’m trying to go green, I use paper plates because I’ve dropped all of my real plates and broken them.  Some of my train wreck moments when MS seizes my hands up.  So I try very hard to not use anything breakable, because I’ve broken so many dishes over the years, well, you know how that story could end.

So then, I was left with an empty crock pot, but a good feeling.  Checked in the fridge and found—wait for it—100_2474 some leftover chicken, which became pulled chicken.  Easier to swallow that way.  Mixed some barbecue sauce in it, but didn’t really want a sandwich, so—-

100_2475 sliced a tomato, 100_2476 an onion, 100_2477 some green stuff (I think it’s spinach), 100_2478 and made a cheesy buttermilk biscuit topping for it.  Baked it off and it’s yummy.  Ya’ know, I can’t remember now if I even used salt or pepper in there.  Probably some salt for the tomato, but not sure about in the biscuit topping.  Had to pop open a new bag of flour for that, and since I use regular flour I had to add the baking powder, then emptied a bag of grated cheese in the mix, and a baggie of buttermilk saved from my last venture in making butter, about three days ago.  Probably should have left it in the oven for a bit more browning, but what can I say?  I was hongry!!!!100_2480 I know, I know.  Shouldn’t have eaten such a large amount at night, but I’m still up, so it didn’t do me any harm.  Hummmm, is that cheese or unbaked biscuit dripping there?  I dunno.  No eggs in it so guess it doesn’t matter anyway.  Isn’t that line part of an old song?

Guess I gotta git.  Up all night last night fighting with my computer.  Then fighting with it most of the day, so I’m getting tired.  Have a good one.



Got up this morning, looked around at things needing to be done, went back to bed.  Up so late packaging burgoo for freezer. 100_2446 That is what two gallons and three quarts look like when put in zip lock bags ready for freezer.  Kept one quart out for eating now.  After midnight before got to bed.  Then couldn’t sleep, so got up and played Solitaire two hours.

Could have slept all day, but had to go to grocery.  Without all fenders on chair didn’t get caught that much, but then didn’t go near watermelons.  Didn’t really get much, when think about it.  Picked things up, looked at them, put them back on shelf.  Didn’t look as good as thought they would.  Did get large container of parsley that was marked down.  Have to stick that in freezer before wilt.  No, not parsley, basil.  That other green stuff.  Had lots of green stuff there, but none looked tempting.  Orange stuff, yellow stuff, red stuff.  Even purple stuff.  Got cheese for spanikopita, but didn’t really want to make it today.  Put that in fridge.  Started to get potatoes, but didn’t feel hungry enough to buy a potato.  Put it back.  Probab’ly want it by end of week.  Tuff!

Tried to move chicken container when got too close, but didn’t move.  Container or chair either.  Just sat there thinking til people looked at me funny.  Then decided should move to less crowded spot.  Didn’t want chicken anyway.  Remembered to buy milk after passing it by twice.  Finally got it.  Little basket on lap didn’t have much in it when got to checkout.  Remembered yogurt.  Looked at mushrooms.  Didn’t look that good this time.  Forgot onions.  Have to go back for those some day when feel like still among living.

allergies Remember my little friend?  Those allergy spores are at it again.  Big time sneezin’ and headache while brains that are left are swelling out of head.  Can’t sneeze though.  Would feel better if could sneeze, but won’t come.  Every time get tissue ready sneeze goes away.  Hate that.  Then nose gets redder and redder.  Be ready to lead the team of reindeer by Christmas at this rate.  So hate that.

thin mints Feel like this too.  Sylvie is Dove Chocolatier.  Brought us all gifts of chocolate.  Ate too much all weekend.  Think we all feel like this now.  And have fridge full of leftovers have to finish eating alone, since Anika went home.  Left me with all that food.  Not good feeling.  Have to put stuff in bags and hang on neighbor’s doors tonight.  Or early morning.  Don’t want it to get spoiled overnight.  Well, maybe mean man at end of hall.  Didn’t say that.  You didn’t read that.  Anyway, don’t know name.

wait-what Thought would leave you with this.  After all, did get caught on chicken container today.  Didn’t look, so could have been beef.  These days, who really knows?  Now going to go pass out.  Yeah, like swollen head will let me.  Hate pollen.  This time won’t even let me sneeze.


Drying Onions And The Fire Marshal

Well, didn’t exactly dry the Fire Marshal, but was drying the onions when he came to inspect.  No problems except for one surge protector.  Wanted to know if an extension cord was plugged into it.  Weeeelll, yeah.  Why else have one in that particular place?  Showed him where it ran over to the lamp, which is used only at night, or any other time I really want to see something, like read the paper, or make cards, or scrapbook.  Said I should plug series of surge protectors into that one to run over to where plug was needed.  Just know that’s going to happen.  Five surge protectors to plug in one lamp?  Sounds like overkill to me.

Activities Director came up with him.  Was in process of drying onions, hoping that would keep them out.  Instead she asked if I was making pasta, because it smelled so good.  Know my sense of smell is gone, but now wondering about hers.  Made me hungry for Monterey spaghetti though.  Gotta make some tonight.  Have all the ingredients, so why not?  Need something in fridge to warm up for few days.  Fresh spinach in place of frozen should work.  Loads of cheese, sour cream.  Getting hungry thinking about it,

Snacking all day on zucchini chips.  Yummy, but didn’t dry enough.  Won’t last long enough to put back in dehydrator to finish drying though.  Did tomatoes yesterday.  They make good chips too.  Still have to get on those watermelon pickles.

housework fire Found a great way to clean house.  Each apartment self-contained, so fire wouldn’t spread to next one.  Maybe some smoke and water damage, but everyone should have rental insurance.  Came close to doing that to house in country when car caught fire.  Had it parked about 5 feet from house, gas tank full.  If hadn’t had to go shopping probably would have just run to neighbor’s house for help.  Would have given it time to explode.not crazy Makes perfect sense to me.

Checked my crops this morning.  First crop of celery leaves ready to harvest.  Second crop close.  Sweet potato just sitting there looking pathetic.  Maybe needs its own jar or something.  Has an eye, but not submerged in water.  Never grew a sweet potato before, so don’t know.  Never grew celery before either, but that works.  Saved some pepper seeds and few tomato seeds.  Maybe try planting them.  Don’t know yet.

Two more weeks til next produce delivery.  Fall crops this time, I think.  Wish could find some real cream to make butter.  Made some with whipping cream.  Tastes good and fun to make, but not like what we had growing up.

Storm damage at the Mount Some of damage done at Mount during last week’s storm.  People came in and helped clean up picnic area so picnic can go on.  Glad it will so there will be more burgoo.  Could eat my weight in burgoo.  Don’t weigh that much any more, so could eat last year’s weight in burgoo.  Ah, the food of the gods.  Developed right here in Daviess Co.  Heard it started out with road kill.  Don’t believe that though.  Tastes too good.  Mount uses the Keller recipe, and one member of Blandford family married a Keller, so learned recipe.  Also learned greatest barbecue chicken recipe.  Still thanking Doug, DeeDee, Mark and Sandy for chicken they brought me.  Had to freeze part of it.  Too much for one person, but oh, so good.  The Leo Blandford recipe.  Wonderful uncle, great cook.


All’s Quiet On The Home Front

Nature's Cathedral This has been such a nice quiet weekend.  Unless you count the severe thunderstorm last night.  Fell asleep to bright lightning that lit up entire apartment and thunder that made things rattle around like earthquake.  Love storms like that.  Probably could have taken the pictures I’ve always wanted of the lightning, but was too cozy in bed to get up for camera.  Finally lulled to sleep by storm.  Just love those storms.

Only afraid once.  Home alone when in eighth grade, or somewhere around that age.  Lightening hit tree beside house.  Scared me for a few years.  Then decided nothing to be afraid of.  When time to go, it will be time to go.  So not afraid of storms in life since then.  Just don’t much like getting wet in rain if have someplace to go.  If no place have to be love to walk in rain, kick shoes off, splash in puddles — but only in warm weather.  Not in cold.  Causes socks to freeze then, and hair.  Doesn’t feel too good.

Would be nice to walk during snow storm.  We don’t get much snow.  Mostly get ice.  That hurts too, makes bruises.  Get enough bruises without going out and trying to get more.

favorite autumn treeThat’s favorite tree in town.  Always starts turning like that in fall.  Not quite that pretty now, since it was damaged during ice storm few years ago, but still, first few limbs should start turning soon.  Not too far from apartment building.  About three blocks.  Always the first sign of autumn.  Haven’t been out today, but hope storm cooled weather off.  Had heat wave last week.  Temps in mid ’90s.  Nothing like southern states, but bad for us this year.  Usually this summer temps have been in ’80s and breeze blowing.  And almost every weekend rainy.  Wonder what winter will be like?  Don’t much care.  Have lots of blankets.

autumn treesMore of autumn trees.  Funny how some turn and others stay green.  Like the orange and red best.  Brown is blah.  Yellow okay, but not favorite.  Green best in spring when just beginning to show, after bleak winter with no color.  Summer green too dark.

Since making pulled pork haven’t done anything except melt soap back down and pour again.  Was malformed first time cut it.  Don’t have “straight” eye.  This time cut was clean and straight.  And could smell the lemongrass in it.  Nice, clean smell.  Now wrapped and ready to go.  Don’t know where it will go.  Have enough to make one more batch.  That will be wintergreen, for Christmas smell.  No problem smelling that.  Helps open sinuses.

allergies Speaking of sinuses, went out three days in row.  Head aches, sinuses drip, sneezing, feel miserable.  Think everybody in area feels miserable.  Own fault.  Knew shouldn’t go out.  Just wanted fresh air for change.  Stopped to look closely at rose.  Hoped could smell it, but couldn’t.  Just sneezed at it.  Pretty though.  Salmon color.  Love roses, just can’t go near them.  Couldn’t find any poison ivy to sniff.  Don’t think it has smell anyway.  Had to go to pharmacy for more sinus pills.  Probably time to try different kind.  These don’t work any more.  None really work.  Just idea of taking them makes me feel like doing something for the problem.  Wish it worked.

Have to go make something to eat.  Nothing sounds good.  Maybe chocolate.  Another headache though.  Veggie stew I guess.  Or roasted veggies.  Yeah, haven’t had those for long time.


Busy, Busy Day

100_2388 Got my weekly delivery of produce today.  Gave it the usual swim in hydrogen peroxide/water bath.  Froze most of corn, but cooked some for lunch.  Got busy helping Dan-o solve a murder on Hawaii 5-O and forgot about corn cooking.  Managed to save it before it burned, but wasn’t as good as would have been if not over cooked.  Other veggies drying out on kitchen towels.

Probably dry by now, but had to help Marshal Dillon fight off some indians that stopped a train.  We saved a lot of people today.  Got train back on track in an hour.  Took five minutes to cut soap bars up.  Can’t cut straight.  Guess they have to be melted down and put back in different mold.

Urges Didn’t watch the Hoarders, but by that time had to help the Cartwrights save their cousin.  Got caught up with group of outlaws wanting to rob a bank, or something.  Not really sure any more.  Trying to decide between eggplant parm or zucchini fries for tonight.  Or maybe just pasta.  Hummm.  Gotta think about that.  Have green beans and potatoes I could fix too.  Throw an onion and garlic in the pot.  Maybe some ham.  Ohhh, have to soak the melon stains out of shirt tonight.  Guess I’ll be “cooking” some more clothes.

Did something during Big Valley.  Don’t know why that one isn’t so interesting.  Just don’t care for Barbara Stanwick that much.  Did help them save the cattle from drought though.  Don’t care much for cattle, but hate to see animals suffer.  Poor little cows.

Used to have to chase stupid cattle on farm.  They always knew when corn was ready to pick.  Got out and tried to eat it all before we got up.  Had to chase them out of garden.  Drove car down to garden one year to put corn in trunk.  Tried to turn around so trunk was close to garden, but never was good at backing up.  Rear passenger side went off the side of garden.  About 5 feet to road.  Little bit scary, but after heart started beating again managed to open door and slide out to ground.  Neighbor came down road.  Stopped to see if I was still alive.  Think he was the one who got tractor to pull car back up to solid ground.

Almost blew car up once too.  Wouldn’t start.  Hubby said spray carburetor with ether.  Didn’t know what carburetor looked like, so sprayed everything under hood with ether.  Started car, and BOOM.  Big fire under hood.  Had to wait for heart to start beating to get out of car.  Found bucket of water.  Threw it on fire and put it out.  Then got back in car and went shopping.  Never had any more trouble starting car.  Guess it didn’t like ether much.  Never did learn what carburetor looks like.  No car now, so guess I’ll never know.

dream car My dream car.  If ever get another one want it to be like this.  Doubt even I could hurt this one.  Fred Flintstone, here I come.

Burgoo overflowing the pot My fellow blogger and friend, Jess, asked me yesterday what burgoo is, so thought I would post this picture again.  It’s not my kitchen.  My sis, Elaine, made it.  Ten gallons of it.  Some of the best food God ever let us create.  I have some in my freezer, but not enough to last all year, so will have someone in the family get me at least four more gallons at the Mount picnic.   Have swallowing problems.  Guess I mentioned that before.  But burgoo goes down without any problem.  Better than soup, better than stew.  Everything ground up and cooked for hours and hours, but so worth every bit of the effort.

If you want some great recipes you should check out Jess’ blog — Therapy  I know she’s trying to make me gain a ton, but oh my.  Last night it was strawberry cream cheese bread.  Sure am gonna make that.  Has some really great ingredients in it.



Ah’m Tar’d

Urges Don’t know why so tired.  Can’t remember doing all that much.  Too hot to go to grocery today.

Did finish the summer sausage.  Cooking it that is.  Almost forgot about it.  Really good though.  Eating slice now.  Best I’ve made so far.  Might make more later.  Depends on mood.

Found out Fire Marshall will be visiting next week.  Oops.  Haven’t set off alarm for over a month, but guess too many times now.  Place is cluttered now, so will get large storage crates and have Mike take out to farm.  Should be safe in barn for week or two.  Good chance to put shelves back in order.

Ethan 16Ethan, couple y ears ago.  Now living in dorm at University of Kentucky.  GO CATS!!!  different perspective Oh, wrong kind of cat.  Cute though.  Gina as freshmanGina, oops, Regina, Ethan’s mom.  She went to UK also.  Ain’t she sweet, see her walkin’ down the street.  Sorry, she makes me want to sing.  Great mom.  Two Master’s degrees.  Hubby has Ph.D.  When they graduated together, she said she would call him doctor as long as he called her Master.  That’s my girl.empty nest Even with three still at home, prob’ly feelin’ empty nest syndrome.  Or maybe some relief that someone else has to feed Ethan now.  Bottomless pit appetite there.  Same with other two boys. Anika eats like a bird.

Think I remember putting soap in refrigerator.  Don’t ask.  Be right back.  Should take it out now.  BAck now.  Twelve perfect lookin’ bars.  Bars of soap, that is.  Prob’ly twelve perfect liquor bars somewhere in town too.  Wouldn’t know.  Don’t hang out there.  Least not any more.

Getting another box of produce tomorrow.  Not sure what I’m hoping for.  Have million recipes want to try, but can’t make them all at once.  Maybe make mini casseroles ‘n freeze ’em.  Have to grate a lot of cheese tonight or tomorrow.  And make more breadcrumbs.  Running out.  Did make two cups butter.  Used to make that growing up, but now don’t get the cream like we had then.  This time bought cream and forgot why, so ended up putting in freezer bag and rolling between hands til it turned to cream and buttermilk.  Shucky dern.  Was going to make buttermilk biscuits.  Forgot all about them.  Make them tonight and have with real butter and fruit syrup or apple butter.  Home made, of course.

versatile-blogger-awardSee this?  My thanks to Jess, at Therapy Bread for nominating my blog for this award.  Pretty, isn’t it.  Just nominated, not won — yet. Would be nice to win.  But really surprised to be nominated.  Think she puts ten pounds on me every day when I read her blog.  Then print out her recipes.  Especially the cherry chocolate ice cream.  Sooooo goooood.  THAT’S why I bought so much cream.  Just kinda overbought.  Gee, thanks Jess.  Did get some good butter out of excess cream though.

barbeque grill Not long til Mount St. Joseph picnic.  Think they have better barbecue pits than this, but don’t care that much for BBQ.  Just want the burgoo.  Will keep mom company while rest of family go to picnic.  Sent them some ruffled scarves for picnic.  My Alma Mater.  Burgoo there matches St. Martin’s.  Same family recipe.  Can’t wait to see family who can get here.  Larry can’t come.  Has to have surgery on eye.  Needs prayers.  But will find some member of family to pick up burgoo for me.  Want freezer filled with it this winter.  Some days all I can swallow.  One of bad things about MS, but fun when food flys out all over table.  Oops, now no one will let me eat with them.


Sneezin’ and Wheezin’

allergies  It seems to be allergy season in the Greater Ohio Valley again.  But then again, it’s always allergy season here.  Just some days are worse than others.  This is one of those days.  Think I’ll just find a small bucket to hang under my nose.  Let it drip then.  Have to stay at home all day, but who feels like goin’ out anyway?

Ate some of the best fresh local peaches all day.  Guess there won’t be a peach cobbler after all.  Won’t be enough left when I’m finished.  Still have nectarines and melons to go, but they won’t last long either.  Love that fresh fruit.  Love those fresh veggies too.  Probably should freeze some for later.  Save me from myself.  After I eat a few more.

high blood pressureI have an appointment some day this month.  Didn’t write it on calendar.  Still had the card, but lost it somewhere.  Battery charger still lost too.  Think a few more brain cells have followed.  But found more lost screws.  Just don’t know how to put them back.  I know, I’ll call Mikey.  Except he would love the chance to tease me some more.

Also found an old guitar capo.  One I didn’t use much.  Liked the other one better.  Don has the guitar now.  Thought he was going to take lessons and play it, but he gave up after his fingers started to hurt.  Kidz.  Have to build up the calluses on the fingers.  Doesn’t hurt then.  He’s just keepin’ it as a family heirloom.  Hope he loosened the strings so it doesn’t warp.  1978 Martin D28.  Great guitar.  Wish I could still play it.  Stupid of me to let shoulder get so bad before surgery.

Could beLike this.  So true.  Not just for me, but a lot of people I know.  Won’t name names though.  Wouldn’t be nice.  Hummmm.  Maybe I don’t need the medications.  Just the rest of the world.  See, I’m nice.

Haven’t been taking photos lately.  Mostly stayin’ inside.  Kinda hard to talk with — well, won’t be that graphic.  Just sinuses dripping, everything congested.  You get the picture.  Need chicken soup.  Just don’t want chicken soup.  So, made my aunt’s chicken and rice casserole.  Always loved that.  Really tastes good.  Wonder how it would taste with fish substituted for chicken.  Hummmmm.  Might try that sometime.

Daviess Co. KY Found this picture of Daviess Co, KY somewhere.  I live here.  I’m not a cop.  Not even sure which side of the county it is, but the whole county is beautiful — mostly.  Floods a lot when we have wet springs.  Great farmland.  Oh, yeah — pronounced like Davis.  Not sure where the spelling came from, some Revolutionary war hero I think.  We have two incorporated cities.  Owensboro, where I live, and Whitesville, where I don’t live.  Used to go to church there though.  Small town, nice.  O’boro is a small town also, with aspirations of being big.  Rush hour lasts about 15 minutes, unless you hit the traffic lights wrong.  Then it could take 20 to 25 minutes.  Is aspiration the right word?  I could look it up in the dictionary, but that would involve my aching head.  Just go with that word.

Kitty with cold My latest self-portrait.  Looks almost like a good idea.  Sleeping in recliner though, with head raised high so I can breathe.  No reclining.  My bed raises too, but have tendency to topple sideways in it, so that defeats purpose.  Nite, nite.