A Colorful Life

I planted this Foxglove last year because I liked the blooms. The pale pink makes me think of Miss Jessica (my oldest) because she is truly girly and pink is her favorite color.

This bright-colored bush was given to me in snips from Momo. Momo got it from Granny's house long ago. (Granny was Pop's mother.) The bright purple makes me think of Miss Jeni because purple was her favorite color when she was little.

This Peony was transplanted from the front of the house 3 or 4 years ago. It was originally planted who-knows-when by JB's grandmother. She moved into this house in 1902.

I think I have officially graduated to the proverbial southern old lady. I can take you on a walking tour and share personal memories and glimpses of family through our landscaping.

How Does Your Garden Grow?

I've been busy in the yard--mowing and planting and weeding.
I've been pretty determined to keep the deer from my lilies (as well as other things) this year and have applied Liquid Fence once a week religiously.
It stinks to high heavens for 24 hours but keeps the deer away.





Pop made this little thingey...

He says it's me--complete with hoe!

He's just so creative... I'm always anxious to see what he's been making.



When I watered the garden this morning, I noticed little bitty green tomatoes.

Looks like I may just get first tomato!
Old Horsetail Snake has challenged me so, I hope this prompts him to show me his (since I've shown him mine).

Like Riding A Bicycle

We drove across two counties, far into the mountains to hear these fellows play.
Jb tells me that they have a Grammy or two under their belt.


But the real attraction for me was seeing my other half reunited with his old band from over 10 years ago.

These three got together for a dry run the evening of JB's 50th birthday.

When they started playing on Saturday, quite a few in the audience just couldn't sit still during their performance.




(Don't you just love these guys' shirts? Half the men in America would see either one as a welcome wardrobe addition.)

A Wicked Good Time

It gets harder and harder to find gifts for folks as they get older. Sometimes you have to become somewhat of a detective by listening a bit more closely to what they're talking about. Or by checking their bookmarks in Firefox. Stuff like that.



Which is precisely what I did to get JB a gift for his birthday. He's been talking about his lump charcoal for sometime. And you know how men are partial to barbecuing...



Pop was curious about the charcoal, too. So, JB gave him all the particulars last night when he was giving it a test run on the grill.



If you're interested, you can check it out here, where I tracked my husband and ordered it.

Onions... And Me

Reading individual opinions on the same topic is more interesting and fun than I could have imagined, so I accepted my first tag. It comes from Micki at My Rearview Mirror.

The first rule of the game is to post the rules of the game. Here they are:

* Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
* People who are tagged need to write posts in their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
* At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.

1. I alphabetize my spices.
I like cooking and use many different spices. It just makes it easier to find what you're looking for they are in alphabetical order. Friends used to think it funny to mess them up when I wasn't looking.

2. I use cloth napkins.
I figure I'm doing laundry all the time anyway so why not save a few trees? I had a neighbor in Texas who introduced me to this idea and I've been doing it ever since. I have about 3 or 4 sets of 12 and rotate, so there's always clean napkins.

3. I've been married 3 times.
First one doesn't count because I was young and it didn't last a year. Second time was 18 years and produced my two daughters. This time will be the last. Either it will last forever or I'll die a lonely old woman (according to JB). I was through after number two, but was persuaded to give marriage another go. I'm happy now that I did.

4. I miss my daughters every day. I have a really hard core case of empty nest syndrome going on here. It's been almost 6 years and I still tear up quite frequently.

5. I'm menopausal. (Do you think that might have something to do with the tearing up?)

6. I love onions. Especially green onions.

7. I believe self-improvement is a lifelong endeavor.

8. I spend more time planning projects, than it actually takes to accomplish the entire project. I analyze and over-analyze. (My oldest has commented that I suffer from OCD.)

Whew! Eight is a bit much... how about a compromise? Can you do at least 5 facts?

And I'm tagging Anna, KathyR, Slouching Mom, , Hoss, (un)relaxeddad, blackbird, Imperatix, and Patriside.

Broccoli and Cheddar Mini Quiche

I experimented a bit with this recipe, using canned biscuit dough rather than the pie pastry, because that's what I happened to have on hand. I find that plain old canned biscuits can be the start of great appetizers. I was really pleased with the results.

Feel free to use green onions in place of the cooked chopped broccoli in this recipe.


Pie pastry for 2 crust pie
2 tablespoons butter, melted
1 cup chopped broccoli
1 cup shredded sharp Cheddar cheese
2 large eggs
1 tsp salt
1/8 teaspoon ground black pepper
1 tsp Spicy Brown Mustard
1 cup half-and-half, or heavy cream and half milk


Grease and flour mini muffin pans and heat oven to 400 degrees.

Roll pie crust (or biscuit dough) out to about 1/8 inch thickness. Cut into 2 1/2 inch rounds; fit into muffin cups. Brush pastry with butter.

Sprinkle about 1 teaspoon of chopped broccoli into each cup; top with small amount of shredded cheese.

Whisk together the remaining ingredients; spoon 1 scant tablespoon into each cup, just short of the top of the pastry. Sprinkle each with a little more broccoli.

Bake for 20 to 25 minutes, or until set. Makes about 36 mini quiches.

Soft Cheddar Pretzels

Faced with coming up with something quick--with little to chose from in the cupboards-- for our Friday night get-together, I settled on this quick soft pretzel recipe.



1 1/2 cups self-rising flour
1 tsp sugar
2 tablespoons butter
1/2 cup (2 ounces) shredded mild Cheddar Cheese
2/3 cup milk
1 egg, beaten
1 1/2 tsp coarse salt



Combine flour and sugar in medium bowl; cut in butter with pastry blender until mixture resembles coarse meal. Add cheese and milk, stirring until dry ingredients are just moistened. Turn dough out onto lightly floured surface and knead about 12 times.


Divide dough in half and roll each half into 12X18 inch rectangle.

Cut dough lengthwise into eight 1-inch strips. Twist each into pretzel shape; brush with beaten egg and sprinkle with coarse salt. Place on lightly greased baking sheets and bake at 400 degrees for 15 minutes or until golden brown.

Cool pretzels for a few minutes on wire racks; serve warm. Makes about 16 soft pretzels.

Who's Your Mama?

Used to be Mother's Day was all about me.
From the time I woke up till the time I turned in that evening, I was reminded it was my day and I was supposed to relax and take it easy. I was showered with big hugs and wet kisses all day long.

Time changes everything. (Photo at left is Momo--some 30 years ago.)

I'm no longer married to the girls' father. No one in this state calls me "Mama."

I have a stepson, but it has been brought to my attention several times that "he already has a mother." Enough said.




I miss my girls.


It's been 5 months since I've seen them--hugged them. They're all grown and have their own lives and I'm aching for the little girls I had a hundred years ago.

This Mother's Day will be spent having breakfast with the outlaws. Then I'll track down Momo and Pop and share some hugs and kisses.

How To Tell The City Boys From The Country Boys

No Doorman Here

After too many years of city living with 6 foot privacy fences and views of neighboring rooftops, I have come to really enjoy my privacy. JB says a bit too much at times.

I have visions of an electronic gate, complete with an intercom system at the cattleguard. I'd be sort of like a modern day Carlton the doorman, either allowing or denying passage.

In the interim, Pop has been kind enough to make this sign for me.

Don't Ask, Don't Tell

Imperatix asked me five questions, and here are the answers:


1. From your posts, you’re very happy to live in the country. Is there anything you miss from living “closer in”?

I miss convenience (not convenience stores!) I'm about a 40 minute drive from variety of any type.

If I shop locally, someone else has limited the selection available to "take it or leave it." You settle on what's there, or mentally weigh out the 40 minute drive to get what you'd rather have. Not that I'm picky or anything, but I'm not a WalMart kind of person. It'll do in a pinch. I'd rather decide what I need or want or what will work--not somebody else.



2. I know you’ve got several pets; do you consider yourself more of a cat person or a dog person?

I must prefer dogs since I brought my dog with me, but let the cats go with the house. Did you know that scientists have proven that most dogs have the mentality of a two-year-old child?

I had 5 cats when I lived in Texas. But I also had 2 little girls when I lived in Texas. When you have little girls you invariably have kittens. Which leads to cats, and then, more kittens.







3. Have you always lived in the South?

Uncle Sam decided I should live in Indiana at one point in my life. He also decided I should live in Texas, too. I guess when it was my decision, I have always chosen Virginia.




4. You’re always sharing fun recipes on your blog.When you cook, do you mostly follow recipes, or follow the inspiration of the ingredients?

I read cookbooks like fine literature. I have many! I browse and more often than not, look for something I can make with what I have on hand, or look for something that I have a taste for--whatever that may be.

I read from the index, not the table of contents to settle on a challenge. Sometimes I veer off and throw in something to shake things up a bit.
I love flavor.




5. What’s your favorite piece of jewelry, and why is it your favorite?

I worked for a family-owned jewelry store in Texas and saw so much jewelry!
I prefer the unique unusual pieces.



I have worn this spider, off and on for about 10-12 years and have never seen another one like it.

I never want anything that everybody else is wearing.








So, if you want to play along and now be interviewed
by me, please leave me a comment or send an email
saying: "Interview me."
* I will respond by asking you five questions. I get
to pick the questions.
* You will update your weblog with the answers to the
questions.
* You will include this explanation and an offer to
interview someone else in the same post.
* Then others comment asking to be interviewed, you
will ask them five questions and so on.

I Want a Self Cleaning House

JB just finished this stained glass screen for a client. Beautiful, isn't it? I told her she could forget he had done it and I would be glad to make use of it. Very colorful...





This is my bit of creativity. I make this "Hey Diddle Diddle" flannel nightgown for Momo for Christmas.
She recently brought to my attention the fact that the sleeves were just a tad bit (5 inches) too long. I gladly redid the cuffs. I asked Pop to photograph her in the nightgown as proof that she is wearing it.



My garden... a week ago. I hope to get outside and grub in the yard a bit later and I'm sure I'll be amazed at what I see. It's so hard to take care of household cleaning when there is so much to do outside. I'm forcing myself to deal with the drudgery of housework before I go outside and play.

Find Out What Works

Just when you think you have everything all figured out, someone throws in a curve ball.

During a recent visit to Momo & Pop's that very thing occurred.

Momo and I were visiting in the living room when I detected a scrubbing sound coming from the bathroom.

"What's Pop scrubbing?" I asked.

Of course this simple question was met with facial contortions and snorts.

Within minutes, Pop emerged from the bathroom announcing the sink and tub had been scrubbed clean. He added the toilet was clean as well.

Well, Momo shot up in amazement and went to inspect Pop's handiwork.

The plot thickens.

Turns out, Momo had mentioned how the sink and tub had hard water stains, etc. and needed to be replaced.



Pop, on the other hand, knew for sure he had SOMETHING that would get them clean (so they would not have to be replaced).

Looks like he rummaged around in his shop until he found something that he knew would do the job.




I guess all Pop needed was the proper motivation.

Bacon Cheddar Layered Dip

I did this for our Friday Night Get-Together and it was a hit! My shallow serving bowl was almost empty. I have less than a cup of this stuff leftover!


1 pkg cream cheese
8 ounces sour cream
5 green onions
1 medium green pepper
4 medium tomatoes
16 ounces taco sauce or chunky salsa
7 ounces cheddar cheese
1 pound Turkey bacon

Blend cream cheese and sour cream until smooth. Spread into ungreased 12 inch or larger dish. Top with diced onions, tomatoes and green peppers. Pour taco sauce over top evenly. Sprinkle with cheese. Chill.

Cook bacon and crumble over top prior to serving. I use turkey bacon because the flavor is the same and it is much healthier. Serve with tortilla chips.

Wher Are You Mr. Sun?

Don't let the innocent face fool you. That's Sir Thomas, aka Fat Cat, hiding in the leftover daffodils at the base of my birdfeeder.



Not that he's starving or anything. He weighs 18 pounds or so.




I DID notice birdfeathers to the left of the pole yesterday.




I think he knows his hunting days are numbered.


If it will quit raining long enough today, I plan on taking the ole weedeater to the base of the pole... exposing Thomas to all the unsuspecting birds!





Also, when it quites raining, I need to find places for the 80-some bulbs my sister mailed to me yesterday. (Thank you, Pam!)

Growing In Leaps & Bounds

The rain beaded up on the leaves and looked like little crystals on my Hostas. They're the result of Momo dividing her overflowing flower beds a couple of years back.

The intermittent rain was all the encouragement Pop and Momo's garden needed, though.

Momo fondly recalls how her sister referred to the onions as "little soldiers" standing all straight and in a row.

Pop has all kinds of stuff growing. We walked around their yard yesterday afternoon and he pointed out the highlights.
He gave me 2 Haberno Pepper Plants and I gave Momo a Better Boy Tomato Plant.

My garden is coming along--but you guessed it--Pop and Momo are way ahead of me.

A Basketful of Dog

 

 

Haji Mo, in his usual off beat fashion, is utilizing his available resources...

He was the last dog to join our hodge podge of animals. Since deciding he likes outdoor living better, he has laid claim to the covered deck. From this high vantage point, he can appear larger than life to the neighborhood animals.

A big dog trapped in a little dog's body, he has learned he must be creative.

Fast And Flavorful

 

 

This is my absolute best "find" for quickie what-to-fix-for-dinner ideas. The trick being of course, to fix something quite tasty with minimal effort.

I have added a pound of shrimp or leftover pork roast or cubed chicken--each with great success. I substitute 1/3 cup of Pear Honey for the Orange Marmalade indicated on the Bird's Eye package. Serve over long grain rice.