I’m Baaack, I Think

This has been the longest week of my life.  My computer died, and it took a week to get it revived.  I couldn’t decide whether to look for a gun to shoot it, throw it out the window, or try to have it fixed.  Finally realized it would be cheapest to have it fixed, so today, or I guess now it would be yesterday, I got back a nicely patched up computer.  I had over 350 emails backed up waiting for me to go thru, and that took a while to do.

So, now I have a week of new photos, some I can remember taking, some I’m just not sure about.  So let’s get started. 100_2528 First on my list of things to keep me busy was getting this pretty yarn to make an afghan.  I had a pattern in mind when I got it, but couldn’t remember it after I came home.  So, I’m just crocheting a plain old double crochet afghan that will be warm, is pretty, but needs a solid color added to it for some contrast.  BUT, since it will just be to keep the chills away this winter, I can live with it the way it is, so that’s okay.  I love the colors and they look pretty when they are worked up.  A contrast would be prettier, but….

100_2529 I got my pumpkins and some bananas, to keep me from going bananas while I was out shopping for the yarn.  The bananas were not good travelers on the bus coming home, but they went down well with peanut butter.  At some point, maybe tomorrow, I’ll make pumpkin soup.  Having some swallowing issues right now, so I’m living on bananas with peanut butter, and purreed soup.  Noodles are easy, and spaghetti works.  More about that in a few.

100_2530 A nice loaf of bread and some tomatoes, which I had hoped to turn into sandwiches.  The tomatoes were used for another project, and the bread is now panko crumbs.

100_2531 Things were getting a bit boring there for a while.  But these are my favorite slipper socks.  And I’m doing in-home physical and occupational therapy now, so I had my feet out doing some of the exercises, and just decided, why not?

100_2532 The tomatoes are topping a chicken, broccoli, and potato, with cheese casserole that I hoped I could swallow.  It never hurts to dream, ya know.  I did manage to choke down one serving.  The neighbors enjoyed the rest of it.  At least I hope they enjoyed it.

100_2533 Not sure what this is, but I think it’s my sourdough starter, getting started again.  Which reminds me that I’ve neglected it again, so it could have died again by now.  I guess I should feed it when I get off the computer this morning.  I’ve been up all night again, but only because I’m having fun with the computer instead of fighting with it for a change.

100_2534 I decided to make some fried spaghetti, using Don Charisma’s method.  I love it!  The flavor cooks into the pasta instead of sitting on top of it and then sliding off into my lap when I take a forkful.  Don used a different type of pasta, but since I have mucho boxes of spaghetti, not to mention all the other types of pasta a friend has given me, I could make a different type every night and never run out.  I did forget to grate the parm on it though.  Can’t think of everything now, can I?

100_2535This is the train wreck you get when you turn your back on the pan while the sauce is bubbling away.  I think there is some on the kitchen ceiling too, but it will just have to stay there.  No way I’m climbing a ladder to clean the ceiling when I can barely walk or even stand these days.  I can do a great pratfall though.  Too bad I can’t take a photo while falling down.  That would be something to see.

100_2536 I kept wondering what this mess was.  Now I realize it’s a mish-mash of sweet potatoes, pears, cranberries and apples with brown sugar, maple syrup, and cinnamon that I put in the crock pot one night.  I still have a scar on my right thumb from the cut I got when trying to dislodge a slice of apple from the corer/slicer.  After that I decided my chef’s knife was less dangerous to my hands.  The results of this blend were dehydrated and made into a fruit leather, which I didn’t take a photo of, because my poor itty bitty thumb hurt.

100_2537 Yum.  Butterscotch fudge.  Still enjoying this.  It only takes two ingredients, so I can keep any flavor of fudge I want at the time on hand to keep my strength up during my swallowing problem times.  With this, you take one can of sweetened condensed milk and 18 ounces of whatever flavor chips you have a hankering for at the moment.  I’ve made two batches of chocolate, this double batch of butterscotch, and the next one will be peanut butter.  Just nuke them for 30 second intervals, and stir in between, until the chips are melted, then pour into a buttered dish.  Let it cool, then cut into pieces.  I didn’t let all of the chips melt completely, but it still tastes really good.

blogger awardAnd last, but certainly not least, I’ve been awarded my second Versatile Blogger Award, by Don Charisma.  More about that tomorrow.  For now, have a great day now, ya hear?



Another Train Wreck

I decided to make more bread yesterday, but with a twist.  I got some rye flour at the grocery the last time I was there, so I added one cup of that to the bread dough.  I had been neglecting my sourdough starter for some time, but had fed it the day before, hoping it would be okay.  After proofing the dough for the day, I made the loaves from the strangely unrisen dough.  Since they were so small I just rolled them out for flatbread.  The results? 100_2486 Not exactly what I wanted, but it tastes okay.  I think maybe my sourdough starter died sometime when I neglected it.  But I do have some delicious rye flatbread, and can slice them and put some stuffing in them to toast for sandwiches.  With the fresh veggies I still have I have made some very tasty sandwiches, and especially love stuffing them with cheese and tomatoes with avocado.  Then a few minutes in my George Forman grill to melt the cheese and heat everything up and just enjoy.  But no more sourdough.  May it rest in peace.

I don’t know if I ever mentioned that I have had trouble with my television.  It was old, and something inside was not connected anymore.  The picture would blink on for a second and then off for a second.  Not much fun to watch, but I usually turn it on for background noise while I’m cooking or knitting, so it didn’t bother me all that much.  Well, to make a long story short, when I went down to get my mail a couple of days ago, a friend was down there with a TV that someone gave him and he didn’t need, so he was giving it away.  I told him I needed a TV, so he brought it up to my apartment and set it on the floor.  Since he has a bad back he was unable to hook it up for me, so I called Mike.  While I was waiting for him to come I decided to take the old one out of the entertainment center so I could hook the newer one up on the floor just to see if it worked.  Well…..100_2487 I got it out—sorta.  I heard a lot of noises when it hit the deck, but at least everything was contained in the set.  After unhooking it, I shoved it across the room and nothing came out of it, so I was pretty sure the screen hadn’t broken.  Then I started shoving the “new” one over so I could hook it up100_2488 I didn’t try to life it up to the entertainment center….well, actually, I did try, but realized I needed a few more muscle power to do it.  So I plugged it in and hooked it to the cable, and turned it on.  Finally got the picture going, and was sitting up watching when Mike and Janette came in.  I had even dusted the shelf where it was going, because after almost eleven years it had gathered a lot of dust.  You just don’t pull those beasts out and dust under them unless you are a lot stronger than I am.

So, Mike came back to take the old set out, and brought me two cases of P.F. Chang Sweet and Sour Frozen Chicken meals.  He works at the place that packages them and they were giving some away to the employees, so he got three cases, and only kept one for himself.  Janette and Noah don’t like it much, so Mike is the only one who eats it, so I’m the lucky person who gets the excess.  I love sweet and sour chicken, and luckily I had room for the packages in my freezer.  I did keep one out for dinner last night and today.  Didn’t think about making rice last night, but will make some tonight, and use the leftover rice for fried rice later.  That will be great with my sugar snap peas from my farm delivery.  I’ve been snacking on them, but now am thinking I should use the rest in a stir fry, but they will be good in fried rice too.

We have a thunderstorm moving in right now, and tomorrow they say we will be having rain all day.  Sounds like a perfect day to read a book and eat some apples dipped in peanut butter.  Also going to make some apple and sweet potato sauce, just to see if it is as good as it sounds.  Already have some in the fridge so I can just use the immersion blender to make the sauce.  And, of course, hope I won’t be flinging it all over the kitchen.  For some reason every time I use the immersion blender everything flies out of the container and paints the walls and ceiling and whatever I’m wearing at the time.

Guess I’d better git.  The thunder sounds like it’s getting closer, so I don’t want to be close to electronics if lightning hits the place.  Think that would really smart.


Train Wrecked Kitchen

What a day.  More food than I know what to do with, and just realized I haven’t eaten much of it.  Waffles this morning.  Watermelon off and on while working on it to turn it to syrup.  Got my weekly delivery from Cecil Farms.  What a haul.100_2361 Peppers, potatoes, tomatoes, okra, melons.  My counter top was full.

100_2362 Taking a bath in water and peroxide.  Tonight most will be put in dehydrator.  A couple of peppers will be stuffed for lunch tomorrow.  Okra will be seasoned and baked tonight.  Served with summer sausage, pickles and sliced tomato.  Or maybe grape tomatoes.  But they make such nice, sweet treats during the day.

100_2359100_2360 Watermelons now in crock pot turning into watermelon syrup.  Will be ready for waffles for breakfast.  Hoping to get enough white part of rind for pickles.  I’m loving watermelon pickles.  It’s a pain to trim the green and pink parts off, but the results are worth all the trouble.

100_2357 The blueberries I dropped as I was putting them in the fridge.  Think I got them all picked up.  Tile has large black spots on it, and tried to pick a lot of them up.  Well, they LOOKED  like the blueberries.  Past time to get my glasses changed.  At least I didn’t step on any of the berries.  And the floor had just been mopped.  A ray of sunshine peeking thru the cloud there.

Back to my syrup now.  It needed a bit of sugar, so I grabbed a bag out of the cabinet.100_2363 Oops!  Caught it just in time.  Don’t think flour would have improved the taste at all.  Reached back in the cabinet and grabbed the next bag I found. 100_2364 Right one this time.  Decided I had better pour it in the sugar container.  I didn’t take a picture of the spilled sugar, because it wouldn’t show up on the light background, but had to clean up at least a cup full.  Sure don’t want ants visiting.

100_2366 So, here we are.  It was time to package the burgoo for the freezer.  Sourdough starter is out for making waffles in the morning.  Have to make the sponge tonight.  Syrup is in the crock pot.  Veggies in blue bowl after their swim.  Dishes piled in sink.  And the day is only half over.

Tonight dishes are washed, burgoo is in freezer.  It survived the drop test.  Naturally, I dropped a couple of packages on my way to the freezer.  They didn’t break open, so I can rest easy (I hope) knowing they will stay closed (I hope) in freezer.  Still have to slice the peppers and stick in dehydrator and fix my okra, but since this is just now the middle of my day, that’s okay.

I even spent a couple of hours downstairs talking to friends.  That was mostly to avoid dealing with the dishes.  Guess I was hoping someone would come in and do them for me while I was out.  Once again, it didn’t happen.  Well, I can dream, can’t I?  That darn blue bowl is screaming my name, so I have to go and do something with those peppers.  Slice, slice, slice the peppers open.  Don’t recognize the tune?  Try, Tramp, tramp tramp the boys are marching.  Oh well, you’re probably too young to remember WWII.