And It’s Getting Even Colder

But before we get to that, the good news.  Next week I start therapy on my shoulder!  I’m doing a happy dance in my brain, since my legs still don’t work all that well, and yes, I know it will hurt, but that will be a good kind of hurt.  I’ll be back in the kitchen, cooking again in two months.  My personal resolution.  Maybe a bit premature, but I’ll do it!!!!

family-268 These are my two great grandsons, Eli and Camden.  And they are standing out in the snow, the only photo I have in my library that has snow in it.  We have some snow in the forecast, but I received an email from my Citizens Emergency Relief Team (CERT) trainer today that we are going to have a horrible, humongous cold wave starting next week, with the temps dipping below zero.  So if you are in the Owensboro, KY area, be prepared.  Dress in layers, have emergency equipment on hand, both at home and in your car if you have to get out.  If you don’t have to get out, Please STAY AT HOME, and bundle up.  Have an ample supply of finger foods on hand in case of power outage, don’t turn your heat up too high so you can conserve electricity, dress in layers, and please take care of your pets.  They get cold too.  There is no word about ice or snow, just the extreme cold, and I know a lot of you live in colder areas, but darn it, this is supposed to be the South.  Upper south, but still….

Now for the personal train wrecks.  Believe me, as long as I’m breathing, there will be train wrecks.  I got this really nice cushion for my power chair, since my bum is getting a bit sore from sitting all the time, and today managed to spill my Dr. Pepper on it.  And on my phone, which was on the cushion next to the Dr. Pepper.  A new twist on sticky keys I think.  So, to keep from getting the seat of my jeans wet (I hope) I have a thick towel covering the cushion.  Also, a large wet spot on the leg of my jeans.  If there’s a way to destroy it, I’ll find it.

I’ve managed to drag a second quilt off my bed by getting it caught in my chair.  This takes a special talent.  And yesterday I pulled a panel off the door of the elevator.  Well, I never claimed to be a good driver.  And besides, the door shouldn’t have tried to close on me so fast.  It got me to my floor though, and for the first time in months it didn’t make that horrible sound when the door opened.  Guess I showed it who’s boss, huh?

family-521 Astroid kissing Noah Amy Just decided to show a few of my favorite photos before I sign off.  On the left are Laurie, Anika, Andrew and Ethan, In the middle is Noah with his Grand Champion steer Asteroid, and on the right is my beautiful niece Amy, wearing a necklace I made for her.  We raise beautiful kids in my family.


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Happy (?) New Year

Here’s hoping this year will be so much better than last one.  At least the last month of last one.  I really want to get back in my kitchen and cook something.  I know I can’t smell anything, but still I can remember the smells of the things I usually cook, and really miss that pot of beans and the Mexican cornbread that always go with it.  Mmmm, what more can a person ask for than beans and cornbread on a cold, winter day?

I have a new award, sorta.  Since a picture is worth a thousand words, here it is. doncharisma-org-not-on-freshly-pressed-award-4-300x300 doncharisma-org-not-on-freshly-pressed-award-3-300x300I haven’t decided which one to put in my gallery yet, but I think it will be the one with the picture of the presenter, Don Charisma.  Of course, the other one shows up better, but I’ll decide before my next post.  Don is really a great guy, currently living in Thailand, who is now doing great things with stitching photos together to make up really large, breathtaking scenery.  He’s funny, intelligent, and altogether a great guy who created my angel logo for me.  My knight in mostly shining armor.  You really should check out his blog,  At least I think that’s it.  If not, so sorry Don.  Sinus headache, remember?

Since I can’t go shopping at this time, I have started online shopping at Amazon.  I think I went a bit overboard on a few things there, but since you don’t actually see the product, just a description, you don’t know until it arrives. 004 Just a few days ago I got a call from the office telling me I had a large package downstairs.  Large?  It was about the size of a coffin.  It is still taking up half my living room.  As you can see, I ordered paper towels, also 007 well, that’s more like a photo of the box with the towels at the top.  So, here’s another one.005 A dozen packages of paper plates, and a huge bag of paper bowls.  Since I can’t wash dishes at the moment, I use a lot of paper products.  And last, 006 a dozen boxes of Kleenex, although I only pulled one out because I only needed one opened at the time.  Fortunately there was no shipping fee, since the order was more than $50.  The trash bags and Windex are still to come, and naturally they are the items I needed the most.  Except for the Kleenex, since I somehow caught a head cold without ever leaving the building.  How?  Your guess is as good as mine.  I think if there is half of an allergen floating around the hemisphere it makes it to my nose and takes up residence there.

I’ve pretty much slept thru the past few days.  It’s just too comfortable under the covers to move lately, and I have a lot of lost sleep to make up.  Throw a couple of pain pills a day into the mix, and I’m snoring like, well, a lumberjack?  Or maybe more like Max did.  For such a tiny dog he could beat my dad when it came to snoring.

Well, back to the sinus meds.  Doctor appointment on Friday for results of CAT scan.  To tell the truth, I’m not sure I really want to know.


A Whole New Night

100_2564 I held my camera today, and took a few pics of my “decorations”.  I don’t remember where I got this little manger scene, but it stays on the entertainment center year round.  I saw a really pretty, larger one in the gift shop at the hospital today when I went for my CAT scan, and came very close to getting it, but in the end my sanity returned, and I remembered my limited storage space.  So this little one will stay put as long as I do.  And it is surrounded by some of the pine cones Anika and I decorated.

100_2563 100_2565 More of my little mini Christmas trees, with photos and other items behind them, because they were supposed to be used to decorate a tree, not an entertainment center.  Therefore, I didn’t remove any of the other things that were on top of the “mantle”.  When Harriet came to do my laundry for me, I let her choose one as a Christmas gift, since it is now plain to me that I won’t be going out, and the things I ordered online were not ordered in time to arrive by Christmas this year.  Next year is taken care of though.  Boy, howdy, how’s that for early shopping?

100_2567 I decided to take a few photos of my crops while I was at it.  This is the mint plant that Laurie pulled up for me and stuck in a pot last September or October.  I moved it over to the stove, under the light, when the chilly winds started blowing last month.  I think it could use a larger pot now, but that can wait another month or so if necessary.

100_2569 The sweet potato I stuck in a jar has started putting out leaves and has what seems like millions of roots down in the jar of water.  I would like to pot that also, but the potato has swollen so much I can’t get it out of the jar, unless, of course, I break the jar.  That won’t happen — I hope, because as usual I’m still barefoot.  Don’t even have a sock on my right foot because of swollen toe.  Don’t know why it’s swollen, but it’s red and it hurts, and my feet are usually dead, so something is going on there that I probably don’t really want to know about.  I just wonder how tall those leaves will grow.  That brown stuff behind there is a loaf of sourdough bread I got out of the freezer to go with my burgoo.  Tastes just as fresh as the day it was baked.

100_2568 Now my aloe plant that definitely needs a larger pot.  It was so tiny when I got it, and most plants commit suicide on the way home when I buy them so they won’t die a slow, painful death at my hands after we get home.  My luck seems to have changed in that area.  I haven’t murdered a single plant all year.  If it holds until summer I’m going to try raising some container tomatoes, peppers and garlic.  Maybe even onions.  And potatoes?  That will require some thought between now and then.  Wonder about a watermelon?  When I got tired of eating them last summer I pureed some and froze them into cubes for flavored water.  That will be a great way to treat my extra cucumbers and other veggies next summer.  Not all of them, of course.  Can’t imagine squash or okra flavored water, but lemon, lime, orange, cuke, the list is endless.

100_2570 100_2571 Took a couple of pics of my afghan in progress while I was at it.  I wish I had decided on the purple as the only contrast color, and left out the sage and blue, but since it is just to keep me warm I can live with it.  And I started this one 100_2572 when the first one became too heavy to work on.  This is called a corner to corner afghan, and will have a peacock solid between the patterned rows.  To make it easier to work with I’m using up one skein of each at a time.  Finished a row of it today, only have about 10,000 rows to go.  Maybe exaggerating a little bit there, but from the tiny baby scarf bit I have finished right now, it sure seems that way.

Starting to get numb now.  No news from the doc, but then, I didn’t realize my phone was unplugged until just about an hour ago, so I guess I’ll find out on Monday.


Train Wrecks 2000

cousins are This will be the last entry about the stories from the 2000 cookbook.  Mark has suggested, and I totally agree, that it would be a great idea to start planning another reunion.  And maybe even another cookbook with new memories from the newer generation.  Plus, I would love to meet some of the cousins we have who are related from Papa’s side of the family.  I know one of them — Vicky Connor.  So if any Blandfords in the West Louisville area are related to her, you are related to the rest of us also.  I’m going to start putting some random photos on here tonight, because I’m running out of the older ones that have been destroyed over the many years since the 1920’s to the ’40’s.  So look closely, some of you could find yourselves going international tonight.

Vird Vird’s family.  Marie Blandford  Ward recalls:  Bernard (Elzie) used to walk in his sleep when he was younger.  One of the houses the family lived in had upstairs and downstairs porches.  One of the upstairs porches had a banister, one didn’t.  Off the porch without a banister was a little storage room. It was here that Mother kept her laundry until it was time to wash it.  One night when Bernard was around 13, he got up in his sleep.  Without knowing it, he walked onto the upstairs porch without a banister, and into the storage room.   There he put on a pair of Joe’s pants and went back to bed.  He had no idea what he had done until the next morning when he woke up in bed wearing Joe’s dirty pants!JoeMaude Joe and Maude’s wedding picture.  Can’t find one of Elzie (aka: Bernard)

Leo's familyI was hoping this photo would be larger, but Doug is in there–the oldest.  Doug Blandford recalls:  Daddy was a very opinionated about certain things.  For example, he felt very strongly that Muhammad Ali was a no-good draft dodger, regardless of how good a boxer he was.  Once Daddy woke up in the middle of a dream in which he was pummeling Ali.  He must have been flailing away (shadow boxing) when he connected with Ali’s jaw, but in actuality it was the bedroom wall he connected with!

armyleo My brothers and I learned to love and play the game of baseball from Daddy.  He would take us out to the field and throw and catch and hit flies until we all dropped.  But Daddy couldn’t throw very far or for very long at a time because he says he hurt his shoulder while playing ball in the Army, but he never talked about the war (WWII) and his participation in it.  Daddy was a machine-gunner in the infantry and marched with his unit across Germany and saw a lot of action.  But that is all I know about his experience there because he wouldn’t talk about the war, ever.  I kind of suspect that he really had a bad shoulder because of the constant recoil of the gun, but he led us to believe he threw his shoulder out playing ball.  Either way, I wish Daddy was still here so that I could tell him how proud I was of him.

Note to Doug:  the story I heard all my life was that your Dad was the only survivor of two different units.  By the time he was re-assigned to the third unit they had marched on Berlin, and taken the city, so most of his unit survived that time.  Mom told me this when I was a teenager, and I was asking why your Dad wasn’t a cook also, since he had the great recipe for the barbecue sauce.  Since the sauce recipe came courtesy of your Mom’s side of the family, and your Dad didn’t cook yet, he was assigned to the gunnery unit.  A real hero, among all the rest of heroes from that era.  I hope that helps after all these years.

Leo, Doug & PatAren’t you guys cute?  Fr. Ray Goetz recalls:  Uncle Leo had the best line of all.  Some of them can even be printed.  I believe it was Tony that he called a “Big long slim slick sycamore sapling.”  You might need to check the accuracy though. (Don’t have to, I remember it well).  When something was just too astonishing for words he would exclaim “well garden seed!”  We had a beautiful mild cow named Beautina, but we called her “Beauty” for short.  Because she had a pair of magnificent horns, Leo called her “Double Ugly”.  He was never very fond of her I think.

Those are all the stories in the book.  There are a lot more I can only half remember from so many years ago.  Tomorrow I will post the photos I have salvaged, so you can see the “way back whens” and some of the more modern ones.  Oh, how I love my family.



Meanwhile, Back At The Ranch

Last night, after freezing for so many weeks because I still can’t believe it’s November, I finally gave up and dragged my heavy sweaters and sweatshirts out and took them down to the laundry room to freshen them up for the winter.  The only thing I hate worse than washing clothes is washing dishes.  So it was after midnight, I was shivering my timbers, whatever that means, and just HAD to have some warm, thick tops to wear.

100_2554 I only used two of the machines, because the shirts were so heavy I could only take enough down in one trip to fill two machines.  I didn’t think about taking the photos until the machines were already going, and I was sitting down, eating a cherry cheesecake from the machine in the laundry room, and playing solitaire on my Nook, so I just zoomed in on the machines from across the room.  The machines are new, and half the time they flood the room, so I was keeping half an eye on the floor to see if I would be wading or looking around for material to build an ark, while waiting the twenty minutes for the wash to finish.

100_2555 First load finished and ready to go into the dryer.  I know.  Even though I sorted the clothes, the red sweater got in with the light colors, but at least it didn’t run and spoil the lighter tops.  I stuck it in one of the top dryers (if I use a bottom one I end up on my own bottom) and started the cycle.  By that time the second washer had stopped, so I got the darks out. 100_2556 Can anyone tell me why I always have some tissues in a pocket of the dark clothes?  I know I should always check the pockets, but for some reason, when I didn’t find anything in the pockets of the light ones, I just didn’t check the dark ones.  So naturally, every pocket had a wad of tissues in it.  I pulled out what I could, then just threw them all in the other top dryer and just let it try to remove the rest.  Mostly it just dried the tissues to the clothes, but at least they were easier to pick off after that.

100_2557 My money card, which I almost forgot to remember to put back in my purse.  The first one is free, a replacement one cost $4, plus the money that is left on the original card, and I had just loaded it up with enough money to last a couple of months.  Now that would have added insult to injury in my book.  Bad enough to have to drag the laundry down to the ground floor from the sixteenth, without also forgetting my money card and having it stolen.

100_2558 Now this is the way I like to see it looking.  All fresh and clean.  The only thing better would be to see it on hangers in my closet, which it isn’t yet.  By the time I got home it was two a.m. and I just wanted to sleep.  Or so I thought.

I tucked myself in and curled up for a long winter’s nap, but every time I closed my eyes they just popped back open.  No rest for the weary last night.  Or today.  Therapy came today.  I have been released from PT, but OT will be coming for another week.  Not much help for the lower body strength, except to be careful and try to avoid falls.  I had to laugh at that one.  Like yeah, I love to fall and see how many times I can hit my head before it splits open.  Someone should start a bet on that one.

They have me working out with one pound weights.  I have to laugh at that also, since I normally use heavier ones than that every day.  Plus all of the heavy stuff I have to lift — carefully, because there’s no one here to do it for me.  But, anyway, we have fun doing it.

Now to leave you with a funny :a warm butt


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.

Another Train Wreck

100_2454 So last night had to finish watermelon pickles.  First thing happened was knocked bottle of peroxide off shelf, lid broke, peroxide spilled all over floor.  Threw kitchen towels down to sop up mess.  Also cleaned towels at same time.  Well, maybe not.  But peroxide bottle now has pop-off lid and only half bottle left.

100_2452 Took dinner break then.  Wanted frittata, but settled for pulled pork sandwich.  No time to make fritatta.

100_2451 Pulled pork out of fridge and knocked glass of water with fresh basil out on floor.  Basil not so fresh after that.  Took time to clean mess up.  Really needed food then.  Gettin’ seriously dehydrated too.  Felt like Andrew.  Slowly dyin’ of dehydration.  Didn’t need swimmin’ pool though.  Just needed glass of water.  Quicker to pull out orange crush.  Drank half bottle in one big glug.  Well, more like lots of glugs.

100_2453 Fin’ly got pickles in water bath.  Should have been three pints.  Got three pints, two half pints, and one pint left over that went in fridge.  Put top on canner, sat down, forgot about it.  Remembered hour later.  Pulled jars out of canner.  Already sealed, but okay.

100_2449 Thought finished making syrup, but had to do somethin’ with watermelon, so put in crockpot today.  Had to put honey in to sweeten little bit.  Don’t know what time will be ready to put in jars, but have jars.  Cold pack pan ready for use when needed.  Just hope I’m ready, not asleep.

Had to “cook” pale green jeans last night.  Got stains from sauce on sandwich on them.  So after got jars out of canner, put peroxide in and added jeans.  Soaked all night and have ’em hangin’ on shower rod now.  Didn’t wring out, so no wrinkles.  Hopin’ boilin’ water shrank ’em.  Too big, and too long.  Stains gone though.  Have more stained clothes need to cook after finish syrup.  Guess could just heat water ‘n cook anyway, but more fun after cannin’ somethin’.  Wish Don hadn’t called it cookin’ my clothes.  Now got in habit too.

Turned heat up today.  Just too comfortable under covers to get out of bed.  Noon came, decided had to get up.  Gettin’ hungry.  Had waffle with peach syrup ‘n lots of butter.  Good, but ready to eat again.  Tonight have to make fritatta.  Have fresh veggies for it.  Have bacon, have sausage, have eggs.  Celery leaves.  Want fritatta.  Even have good recipes.  Prob’ly just make own though.

come with instructions Couldn’t resist this.  Remember when Don called one day while in college.  Asked how to hook up VCR.  Hooked own up, so called me to ask how to do his.  So sad.  Tried to walk him thru, but couldn’t, so told him read instructions.  Told me he was hoping could skip that part.  College kidz!  Supposed to be learnin’ that stuff, but calls mom to ask how.  Really!!!  We paid for that????  Turned out okay though.  Just doesn’t like readin’ instructions.

Mike totally different.  Didn’t like readin’ anything in school.  Now reads instructions about everything.  Smart kid.

I'm done Just ’bout says it all.  Time to make fritatta.  Hungry.  Have good week if you have to work.  Me?  Retired!!!



Another Saturday Night

And I ain’t got nobody….Oops, sorry.  Song just stuck in head.  Maybe cause I was up all last night tryin’ to peel watermelon with dull knives.  Have it all in bowl now, soaking in brine.  Have to rinse and make pickles in couple hours.  Whee!!!  Neighbor offered me half of her watermelon today.  Almost hit her.  Explained why didn’t want to look at another watermelon again this year.  Made her laugh.  Had to laugh with her.  Gonna have to get knives sharpened.

Support our farmers Farmer came by with veggies today.  Needed tomatoes and peppers for fritatta.  Got ’em.  Had gigantic watermelon.  No way Jose.  Thru with melons for this year.  Maybe next year.  Have two bags of melon in fridge.  Gonna put in blender, then freeze in ice cubes for water blend.  Makes it taste good, and doesn’t cost much.  Better than flavored water people buy in store.  Can freeze anything like that.  Guess should have bought some cukes too.  Cukes make good flavor for water too.

Uh-oh.  Just remembered.  Went outside.  Allergies.  Took last allergy tab last night.  Prob’ly be up all night again tonight.  Yeah, another Saturday night.  Guess will be movie night.  Took nap in morning while Irene here. Woke up and Irene gone.  Apartment clean, found everything.  Maybe.  Will know when start looking for something and can’t find.  Kinda like the scavenger hunts though.

Maybe do laundry tonight.  Have new washers now.  Heard they flood laundry room.  Don’t know for sure, but will find out soon enough.  Wearing last of clean clothes now, and have watermelon stains on pants.  Guess have to soak in peroxide/water bath tonight.  Hate doing laundry.  Have to do laundry.  Be okay if still had own washer and dryer, but not in this building.  Have to go downstairs to laundry room.  Will have to wear UK pj’s and hope nobody notices.  Shucky dern, stains on shirt too.  If didn’t have bad luck have no luck at all.

bad habits Look a lot like that now.  Feel like that too.  Just don’t have the coffee.  Have tea.  Pretend that is cuppa, and that is me, hobblin’ round the place.  Tryin’ to put off the picklin’.  Anybody remember how that started?  Know it was fun when started.  Now seems like a job.  Must be getting tired.  Blame it on Saturday.  Tomorrow everything better.  Need chocolate.  Maybe have to go to store to get chocolate.  Chocolate makes everything better.  That’s it.  Farmer didn’t have chocolate.  Main food group all in one bite.  Or one hundred bites.  Should plant chocolate tree.  Should join chocolaholics anonymous.  Need the program get over disease.  Nah!  Rather eat chocolate.

100_2448 Well, guess better get back to watermelon pickles.  Can’t put off forever.  Want to, but can’t.  Pickles too good to not finish.  ‘Specially after being up all night to trim ’em.  Prob’ly left too much pink on ’em, but heck, whatever.  Gonna be good any way they look.  Hope.  Really hope.


It’s Tuesday Already?

Wonder what happened to Monday?  Think I must have slept thru today.  Computer tells me it’s Tuesday.  Guess it’s trustworthy.  Not sure right now.

exercise Good think don’t like to exercise, ‘specially since just got up recently.  Kept thinkin’ if stayed in bed headache and swollen sinuses would go away.  Didn’t work.  Now thunderstorm brewing again.  Big boom boom outside.  Didn’t go out today ’cause of allergies, but tomorrow prob’ly worse.  Gonna hibernate rest of week.  Just have to do laundry first.  Icky laundry.  Hate doing it.

Want chocolate, but all gone.  Jess posted about chocolate gelato tonight.  Now want some.  Just not right.  She should post about wiggle worms or snails.  Wouldn’t want those.  But chocolate gelato?  Want it.  Has great blog — Therapy Bread.  Want it all.

Senior CitizensThink someone trying to tell me something.  Friend sent me this.  Maybe just someone just saw me get lost.  Doesn’t say my name tho’.  Says Senior Citizen.  Maybe means someone else and didn’t tell me who to give it to.  Yeah, that’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it.  Or maybe cause they know I love stupid signs.  Have large collection of photos of stupid signs.  Some not too stupid.  Like the stupid ones best.

Need sandblaster for sinuses.  Nothin’ else workin’ right now.  Sandblaster sounds painful though.

computer geek Had to call computer geek tonight.  Everything on screen in wrong place.  Even screen wallpaper wrong.  Mousie didn’t work.  Geek took over computer and fixed problem.  Only things that were on right side now on left.  On bottom for while, then moved to left.  Hope they don’t disappear.  Would make me very upset then.  Think might have been when put rabbit TV on computer.

Got two tickets for Bahamas cruise for installing though.  Have to find someone wants to go Bahamas, cause I don’t.  Already have allergies.  Don’t want sunburn and seasickness with them.  Can’t swim either.  Who wants go to Bahamas?  This might be good way to see if have any followers.  Just let me know.  Cousins maybe?  Will have more information in few days.  Already have tickets, but will get cruise info by telephone.  Prob’ly scam.  Don’t know. Cruise ship could be rowboat.

Short post tonight.  Gotta take more headache and allergy pills.  Or maybe hit head on big block and knock self out.  No.  Better drop block on foot.  Then forget about sinuses.  Think more about foot.


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.