tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62415791996294347782024-02-19T16:03:53.141-08:00Psalms 27:4-6Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.comBlogger77125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-54051479098881948472012-11-26T07:45:00.001-08:002012-11-26T07:45:25.973-08:00Phoenix airport waiting for the fight back to Houston.<em><span style="font-size: large;">This had been a pretty short trip but, praise God I was invited out and spent Thanksgiving with Cort and Tara. </span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-size: large;">Goodness, it's so hard to say goodbye,especially when there are two little ones involved. Garrett (9) was happy to see me and even tho' it's been two and a half months, after just a little bit Caylee (15 months) decided we're friends and was more than happy to play and read books and snuggle.</span></em><br />
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I've never been much of a traveler, maybe because besides being so busy raising kids I just didn't have too much of anywhere to go. Besides, the idea of getting on a plane and going off seemed selfish to me (what was I thinking?).</span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-size: large;">I have family in Alaska, my mom and three sisters. They're always saying I need to visit. Between a job I never seemed to be able to break away from and the cost of tickets (how could I just pack up and go away on a trip alone?) that's never happened.</span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-size: large;"> My oldest Daughter went to Greece quite a few years ago, her stay was shorter than we'd expected but we talked about me going there... but then she was back in the US in less than a year. She moved to Florida and I actually stepped out and made road trips there to visit, sometimes just me and one of the kids or two... That was streching my wings!</span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-size: large;">But this year, so far, I've flown to Phoenix twice! Cort and Tara moved there in March and I thought the next time I would see them would be when they made a trip here. But, they've invited me out and gotten me a ticket both times. This trip was a shorter stay for the holiday. The first one was very different, we went to The Grand Canyon and to Flagstaff for four days.</span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-size: large;"> I have a very special friend, Ellen, from long ago who lives out there, too. We'd seen each other only two or three times just for a few hours over nearly 40 years but on my first trip to Arizona I was able to spend three days with her and her husband. Funny how you can be decades apart from some people but then when you're together it's so like you'rfe having your weekly visit... She's just one special lady!</span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-size: large;"> I don't know what Christmas will bring this year. So much is different from last year for my family, I guess I just wait and see.</span></em><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"><em>Texas has a very strong sense of itself. Being out here for as long as I have could make it easy to kinda forget my own southern-ness. Yes, Texas is in the south but Texas is Texas. Kinda thought of by lots of people out here as its own country and from what I understand, if push came to shove, it could be. </em></span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"><em>It's not that I don't like Texas. It's really an ok place. And it's catching up... Many places you go now you can get sweet tea. I see Buttermilk and Sawdust Pies on menus here and there . But it's really not "The South". It took me awhile to figure out why I was not so comfortable here... Something was missing.... I mean I wasn't actually thinking "I'm not comfortable here " but it just didn't fit me. Some people would ask, in a place like Houston, how could something be missing?</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"><em>Years and years ago I lived for a bit in New Jersey and then "upstate" NY... meaning, not in the city. THAT is most assuredly a place I don't belong! The only things I miss about up there is Katz's Bakery in Liberty NY and it's not even there anymore.</em></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: magenta;"><em>I was raised in the south and was taught I had to say please and</em></span> <span style="color: magenta;"><span style="background-color: white;"><em>thank you, excuse me, yes maam and no maam. If I opened a piece</em> o</span><em><span style="background-color: magenta;"><span style="background-color: white;">f gum or candy the trash</span><span style="background-color: white;"> went into Granny's pocket... I didn't</span> </span><span style="background-color: white;">know what littering was but no-one should ever be able to connect me to a piece of trash on the ground. NEVER_NEVER, NEVER interrupt adults who were speaking unless it was for a dire reason. That included no fussin' or whimpering of any kinds. I was raised to call ladies Miss, as in Miss Ann, or if close to them but not blood related maybe aunt and of course the men Mr, ie, Mr Everett or Uncle Everett. I even had one I adored and I called her Mama Jo. Never, absolutely never, did I call an adult by their first name.</span></em></span></span><br />
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<em><span style="background-color: magenta;"><span style="background-color: white; color: magenta; font-size: large;">When I came to Houston when my kids would speak to people and say something like, Miss Ponterella <span style="background-color: white;">or</span> </span></span><span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white;">Miss</span> Nancy they would be corrected and told " Don't call me Miss! Just call me Nancy. " I explained, this isn't about you... it's about teaching my kids what I consider important to <strong>their</strong> character. And I have seen this improve over the years, at least in my close circles, a bit.</span></em><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"><em>My children, especially the boys, were taught NOT to enter thru a door if there was a person approaching that they could courteously open the door for. Rain or shine. Not to eat like pets even if it was just a sandwich and to be sure to tend to anyone older than them or a guest at any meal setting. They still say ma'am when being introduced to any of my girl friends and my "boys" are 43 qnd 31 years old. I was blessed one day when a man at a garage sale realized he had worked for my oldest son and with my youngest (when was home on college breaks) and said they both treated him with the untost respect and consideration even tho' the oldest was his boss...Always Spoke to him saying yes sir and no sir. Said I should be a very proud momma. </em></span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"><em>I have friends who have teen and yound adult children...... Boys and girls. And they talk to me like I'm one of their contemporaries.... Not just lacking any respect in the their speaking that causes them to respond with Yeh, and huh? and to have an attitude that <strong>they</strong> are always the ones it's all about, ... but I hear them speak to their mommas the same way! This so gets my feathers ruffled, but even more than that it makes me sad. For sure I see models of their daddy's and how their daddy's talk to their mommas! I believe it's a momma's job to teach her children manners and for the daddy's to very, very strongly support it, especially by example. But if you have a daddy who speaks respectfully to his wife, momma, grandma, aunts and all ladies in general, it's what you'll see out of his children. If it's in him, important to him, he'll tend to seeing his sons follow suite.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"><em>Simple things like all of this goes a very long way to help children present themselves in ways that makes them positively stand out, it's truly an advantage to them everywhere they go. And I miss it.</em></span> <br />
<span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black; font-size: small;"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"><em>I</em></span> </span><em>guess the best thing I can say from my heart is, if you're not from the south, I'm sorry.</em></span><br />
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</span>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-32225843573699445792012-07-10T11:00:00.002-07:002012-07-10T11:00:36.278-07:00<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black; font-size: small;"><span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;"><em>The other day I came acrros a copy of a cd a very special couple</em></span> </span><em> had made as wedding favors for their wedding and I had picked up a couple to bring home with me. I thought they'd had a neat idea... to have a CD of their music for each of the guests</em></span>.<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;"><em>I can't say that all the songs on it were to my best liking but there were a few I enjoy, one very nice one and one, my all time favorite song. E.V.E.R.</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;"><em>I love, have always loved and will always love Unchained Melody by The Righteous Brothers. It's a very special song to me. It' so beautiful.</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;"><em>In the last few years I've met a lady, Liz, and have become very good friends with her. After a bit we realized we have a lot of favorites in common. Surprise, surprise.... We both <span style="color: #ea9999;">LOVE</span> this song. I'm amazed how many people my age don't remember it. <span style="color: #ea9999;">Cause I just love it!</span></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;"><em>Bobby Hatfield of the Righteous Brothers sang it in '65 and that version is the best to me. I loved to dance when I was younger and I bet I danced plenty of miles to this song.</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;"><em>I went to The Peabody Auditorium in Daytona Beach Florida in 1967 and saw them. Be still my heart.... I saw them again in Houston in the late 90's. Not the same awesome show but I enjoyed them still. <span style="color: #ea9999;">Elvis</span>, my very, very, very most favorite singer recorded it once. Sad to say it wasn't really very good at all. It was also in the movie Ghost, or part of it.</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;"><em>If I'm shopping somewhere and it comes on, I stop and take a break to listen. </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;"><em>The CD was made by my daughter in law and son for their beautiful wedding. My son chose the song I Hope You Dance as the Mother - Son dance.... That was really special because I had sent my son that song when he was away at college..... I cried.... Then, near the end of the wedding Unchained Melody began and he came and got me to dance again.... He said "You didn't think I'd forget, did you?" Oh, what a wonderful thing for him to do.</em></span><br />
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<br />Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-37950717303383619142012-04-21T08:57:00.000-07:002012-04-21T08:57:10.514-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<em><span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: large;">This is kind of an unusual post, but I thought it might be helpful to someone... I love old linens... tablecloths, napkins, table scarves, hankies, curtains, bedspreads, anything like that. I find them at garage and estate sales, antique and thrift stores and sometimes I even get them as a gift (happy face here). They're marked really cheap alot of the time because they have rust stains on 'em. B<span class="text_exposed_hide">...</span><span class="text_exposed_show">ut I have the never fail, simple solution to remolve the rust. I found this product in the '60's when a metal zipper, this was BEFORE plastic zippers, left a rust stain on my skirt. It's Whink. I've seen it at Walmart and Ace hardware recently. It was hard to find for quite awhile so I bought a couple extra bottles, just in case.... Because I love it! It's worked INSTANTLY on everything I've dripped it on EXCEPT vinyl flooring. I don't understand that but..... if you need to remove rust, this is the answer!</span></span></span></em></div>
</span>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-56101553292417072952012-03-18T13:24:00.000-07:002012-03-18T13:24:54.359-07:00Trying again.<em>It's been so, so long since I've been here... I blame it on Facebook, my own procrastinating and life in general.</em><br />
<em>Facebook because I get filled with so much interesting stuff from FB friends... recipes... gardening and decorating ideas, DIY projects.. etc, that I spend very little time even looking at the fabulous blogs I follow. </em><br />
<em>Procrastinating because I want to have everything ready and organized in my head to post here on my blog. </em><br />
<em>Life because of so much unexpected happening over the last few months...</em><br />
<em>I was thinking there was plenty going on.. a new grandbaby girl, born on my father's birthday in August, Caylee Marie. Me being busy with lots of things at church. Keeping up with Bleah, 16 with so many ideas, things to do and places to go.</em><br />
<em>Then, Kathryn's (my oldest daughter) husband, Franco, was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer in March of last year. The drs said with chemo he could have eleven months. We prayed for a miracle... so many wonderful people stayed in prayer with us. But Franco went to be with the Lord in January ('12). </em><br />
<em>Three weeks before this in late December ('11) drs told Kathryn she has stage three breast cancer. She began chemo treatement the week of his funeral.</em><br />
<em>I've been able to be out here in San Antonio with her to go to chemo most of the time and stay on till she's feeling better and able to tend to stuff and take care of herself. She ended up with pnuemonia after the first chemo and in the hospital for five days.</em><br />
<em>All of this has put some stuff on hold, more so for Bleah than for me. She'd finished school in January, she's home schooled and graduated a year and a half early.</em><br />
<em>Kathryn just began the second round of chemo yesterday and will have surgery in June, after her youngest graduates... then radiation ... then reconstruction surgery in about October.</em><br />
<em>I just ordered some save the date cards for Bleah's graduation party in mid-May so I have to get on the stick and put that together.</em><br />
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<em>I still have a job keeping my precious Emery (beautiful, 3, amazingly bright and so loving) but because her family is so fabulous, different family member's have stepped in to fill in for me so I can be at Kathryn's.</em><br />
<em>I am out here more than I'm at gome in Houston and they have been great!</em><br />
<em>Em's mom has said she'll do some pictures of Bleah for her graduation announcements and even do the announcements!</em><br />
<em>Okay, so I'm going to get back to my stuff here and blog like a real blogger!</em><br />
<em>I hear the three girls upstairs getting ready to go do pictures in the Bluebonnets, Lots of rain coming tonight and tomorrow.... need to get this done!</em>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-5375223924079013792011-12-09T13:18:00.001-08:002011-12-09T13:18:45.108-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7In0it3SlzhIqas6Cip_TBx42q9iap9_GMoc5Wcft6qwckieZX8A_nCYB6Mkp8ehbHoBfnHBmbZJGnX5S1YG9l7JB8HAhaqMmnYNgU3FkdMpf82_IEHIQeCUw2OPZvA98gESjfKSmOwI/s1600/BathTub.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" mda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7In0it3SlzhIqas6Cip_TBx42q9iap9_GMoc5Wcft6qwckieZX8A_nCYB6Mkp8ehbHoBfnHBmbZJGnX5S1YG9l7JB8HAhaqMmnYNgU3FkdMpf82_IEHIQeCUw2OPZvA98gESjfKSmOwI/s320/BathTub.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-4953080097344275022011-08-31T08:38:00.000-07:002011-08-31T08:38:29.874-07:00Just thinkin...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVrPvqII1RKm6jw4ezRR4dCh220oeGGH2brmMENwD40w-nCrzLiyWN5_znlaQRMw0taeFy324k-SO9mDYkvnkfYwIEK86TxJSclghGqfT3QGZhAKAk0l_-Z-P-tZj3_lVKNkMtvVfkLU8/s104/tumblr_ktfj8xqPke1qzf6heo1_400.jpg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-13236490305365364042011-08-30T12:00:00.000-07:002011-09-22T13:34:19.119-07:00<em>Even tho' the weather's just about unbearably hot here in Texas (I think it's at about 20 - 30 days in a row over 100) I just had to find an interesting recipe to cook something different and as it turns out, hot or not, it was a soup.</em><br />
<em>Of course I've changed the recipe a bit added this and taken that out to make it more to our taste. But all in all, it's just what I had in mind and I can't hardly wait to make a big pot full when the weather cools down.</em><br />
<em>I bought a pot a few weeks ago. . . . . . 'cause I've realized I tend to fill up whatever pot I'm using and not having a house full, just three of us now, the pot needed to be a little smaller. Anyway, I love the new pot. Not quite as large as the typical dutch oven that comes with a set . . kinda like a saucepan, with the long handle, just bigger than any saucepan I've ever had. I just looked, it's 4 1/2 qt. Perfect size!</em><br />
<em>So I checked to see what I had around here to mix up something yummy and I end up with a pot of Sausage, Bean and Turnip Green soup. Turnip Greens? Doesn't sound like a typical comination, huh? But it was soooo yummy.</em><br />
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So here you go:</div><em>In a large pot cook 1 lg. chopped onion in 1 T. olive oil until onion is soft. Remove "skins" from the links of 1 Lb. Hot Italian Sausage, discarding the "skin", add sausage to the onions. Stir the meat breaking it up into chunks as it cooks.</em><em>Fix up a pan of corn bread and you're gona love it!</em><br />
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Add 1 can diced tomatoes (You can use a regular size can or a large...<br />
depending on your tastes for tomatoes), 2 (15.5 oz.) cans cannellini <br />
beans (rinsed), 1 1Lb. bag frozen collard, mustard or turnip greens, 3 cans low<br />
sodium chicken broth, 1/2 tsp. pepper and bring to a hard boil. <br />
Reduce heat to a light boil with lid on pot for 45-60 minutes.<br />
Remove lid and continue to boil lightly till it reduces to a much thickersoup, 30-60 minutes or so. I like the soup to cool then I taste it to get an accurate sense of if it needs salt. Remember, Don't add any salt until it's finished cooking.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-59423264540642949522011-08-27T18:40:00.000-07:002011-08-27T18:40:48.105-07:00Yummy Treats<em><span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;">I haven't posted in so - so long and I've had every intention of getting my thoughts and ideas for a post together but since it's been so long and I've had a few people ask me for a some recipes... this first new post isn't going to be about what all's been going on... how miserably hot it's been here for weeks and weeks or what we did this summer or the new grandbaby, altho' I am gona get to the grandbaby, Caylee AnnMarie, just born 8 days ago, real soon.</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;">We had our monthly brunch today with the sweet, wonderful ladies at our church this morning and I decided to take a couple treats made with the recipes from Kristy over at </span><a href="http://www.owenscrew.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;">www.owenscrew.blogspot.com</span></a><span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"> . Kristy is the mom of Trey and Emery who you've seen on my blog and on Bleah's blog, </span><a href="http://www.blondeforchrist.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;">www.blondeforchrist.blogspot.com</span></a><span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;">. I am their "Grammie". I began keeping Trey, now 5 1/2 and one week into kindergarten, when he was newborn.... then along came Emery, or "Emmie Lou-Who", as I like to call her and she's still here with me. So special both of them.... Ooops, sorry, I said this was gona be about the recipes....</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;">First the Corn Dip... mmmm so yummy!</span></em><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">Serve with Tortilla Chips.</span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">I think there are alot of things I could do with this recipe to have something different everytime I mix it up.</span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">I used a small can of mild chili peppers and even tho' I usually don't care for spicy food.... just a few spicy chili's or some jalepeno might have been better. When I went to get the mexican corn I noticed they now have something similar with black beans in the can, too. I wasn't brave and I shoulda been. I think the black beans would have been great! Serve this with tortilla chips. Keep them close to the dip. Today the ladies were thinking it was a side dish and just eating it like that.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">•1 1/2 tablespoons yellow mustard</span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">Cut rolls in half. Cut ham & cheese into 4ths. Layer 2 slices ham & 2 slices cheese alternately on rolls. Place in 13 x 9-inch baking pan. Combine butter, Worcestershire sauce, poppy seeds, mustard, and onion in a small bowl. Pour over sandwiches. Cover with foil and refrigerate 8 hours or overnight. Preheat oven to 350. Back covered for 10 minutes. Uncover and bake 10 more minutes.</span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">For these.... maybe some corned beef to go with the mustard one time.... and on a potato roll. I've never been a big fan of the Hawaiian rolls but someone special loves them so I did make mine just like the recipe. Next time my bunch gets together I think I'll be using her recipe exactly and who knows what changes. It really was so easy..... it was difficult to pour a liquid over the sandwiches the first time out but it all went well!</span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">Thank you, thank you, Kristy!!!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">Now this is for Miss Linda who's been waiting for awhile for me to get this posted.....</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">1 Cup Packed Light Brown Sugar </span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">2 Tablespoons Dry Mustard Powder </span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">1/2 Teaspoon Ground Cinnamon </span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">1/2 Teaspoon Ground Nutmeg </span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">With a baking sheet that has sides to catch the grease, line a baking sheet with aluminum foil and place a wire rack over the foil.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">Stir together the brown sugar, mustard powder, cinnamon, nutmeg, and cayenne pepper in a small bowl.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">Press each slice of bacon into the mixture until well coated.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">Twist each strip a few times and place on the prepared baking rack.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">Bake until the bacon is browned and crisp enough to hold its shape which takes about 30 minutes.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">I have a couple new soup recipes that are so yummy. They'll be on here soon, too. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy these as much as I did.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">Blessings!!!</span><br />
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Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-68749462381170715832011-01-14T08:31:00.000-08:002011-08-27T19:35:12.037-07:00Pot Likker Soup<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: #38761d;"> <em><span style="font-size: large;">My sister, Tammy was thinking of me a couple weeks ago and I'm so glad!</span></em></span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">She lives in Florida and she and her husband run Aunt Catfish's on the river restaurant in Port Orange and she sent me an email telling about this soup they serve at lunch time.</span></em></div><em><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">Well, I just don't think there's <u>anything</u> better than a bowl of blackeyed peas or greens with a slice of tomato and fresh cornbread so when I saw this and realized they're both in this soup I asked.... "How did I not know about this before?"</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">I have friends out here in Texas who call themselves southerners but I wasn't so sure they truly are.... I mean, I love 'em but they kinda screw up their faces like they smell something bad when I mention something like this soup.</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">I changed the recipe just a little bit after I made the first pot and I have to say, I like it better with the changes.</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">This is my version.....</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">Start with 2 lbs, about four bunches of collar greens. Remove and discard the stems.Wash 'em in cold water and tear 'em into about 1" pieces. Bring to a boil in a large pot covered with water, drain, and repeat.</span></em><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"><em>Put the ham and hot sauce in a large pot with 3 tablespoons heated olive oil cooking over med high about 8 - 10 minutes until the meat is brown. DON'T try to skip this part.... This creates the base flavor for the yummy pot likker. </em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"><em>Add 3 med onions, chopped and 2 - 3 cloves of garlic, chopped and cook until the onions are tender.</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"><em>Add 1 cup pork jowls cut into small pieces <span style="color: #bf9000;">(The original recipe doesn't call for jowls but it really adds to the flavor.)</span> and cook just two minutes more.</em></span><br />
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What's first, to me, is pretty great. Iggie showed me this on her own blog. She's decided for who knows what reason to take a month off from blogging and for her that's major. She blogs several times a day sometimes and has 263 followers and some of them she's become pretty close friends with.<br />
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But, she broke her respite... already.... for this....<br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><em>I hope you enjoy.</em></span>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-5147615594376233682010-12-07T05:00:00.000-08:002010-12-07T05:00:13.449-08:00Just wanted to add something today that's easy to look at.....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj83BJ5tdVfJF7cjioSzpB4s3T8xd1BchQZMPwlDYwSzY8cr96kNR31ghBQoJ8qm2is_xgN1DftfygqxTH5oSnRFv0qZKIgd8q3SXAC71iSDjS3JS9whucR2dghmjdZxdRvBGplTA_vv_0/s1600/kitty+ans+squirrel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj83BJ5tdVfJF7cjioSzpB4s3T8xd1BchQZMPwlDYwSzY8cr96kNR31ghBQoJ8qm2is_xgN1DftfygqxTH5oSnRFv0qZKIgd8q3SXAC71iSDjS3JS9whucR2dghmjdZxdRvBGplTA_vv_0/s1600/kitty+ans+squirrel.jpg" /></a></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-17731164378014875052010-10-18T16:20:00.000-07:002010-10-18T16:40:09.504-07:00Pumpkins<em><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">I'm gona start off with a recipe perfect for now:</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: #fff2cc;">Best Baked Mini-Pumpkins </span></span></em><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: small;"><em>Cut off the caps, scrape out seeds, season, re-cap, and bake. That’s all it takes to give each diner a yummy little pumpkin, custom-flavored. Bake while you roast some meat or vegetables, or both! Or, for an all veggie meal, serve with braised greens and toasty baked grains. Make sure you cook dull skinned (not shiny coating like the supermarkets do just for decoration!). As the Cinderella coaches bake, natural oils surface and they turn as glossy and bright as painted and shellacked decorations. </em></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: small;"><em>For Each Serving:</em></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: small;"><em>1 mini pumpkin</em></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: small;"><em>pinch of ground coriander, nutmeg, cinnamon, allspice, or garam masala or big pinch of dried savory, sage, or thyme, crumbled to powder</em></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: small;"><em>pinch salt</em></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: small;"><em>pinch pepper</em></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: small;"><em>1 teaspoon butter or nut oil</em></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: small;"><em>1 Tablespoon prune, apple, cranberry, or orange juice</em></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: small;"><em>1 teaspoon maple syrup or honey</em></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: small;"><em>1. Set oven to 350 degrees to 375 degrees. With sturdy sharp knife, cut a square (or 5-6 sided ) cap around pumpkin stem, poking into the heart of the squash to cut the fibers. Pry out the cap. With melon ball cutter or grapefruit spoon, scoop out and scrape interior to remove all seeds and fibers. Trim fibers from cap. </em></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: small;"><em>2. Sprinkle spice (or herbs), salt, and pepper inside and tap to distribute. Add butter, juice, and sweetening. Set cap back in opening, but do not press in fully (or it may slip inside). Place in baking dish. </em></span><br />
<em><span style="color: #b45f06;"><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; font-size: small;">3. Bake until creamy-soft inside, about 30 minutes for small squash, 45 minutes for larger ones. Test with knife tip - it should slide through easily. Let stand 15 to 60 minutes, as convenient.</span> </span></em><br />
<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06;"><em>I just realized I never posted about the opening of HOME GOODS.... When I was there they had some fabulous pumpkins and fall deocorations! I didn't get any, tho'.</em></span><br />
<em><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">I just realized I never posted the opening of Home Goods.</span></em><br />
<em><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">It was great! </span></em><br />
<em><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">They had lots and lots of fall and Halloween decorations.... But I didn't get any.....What's wrong with me..... But today, I'm in a fall mood. Except for pumpkins and Thanksgiving Fall isn't a favorite season for me.</span></em><br />
<em><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">I've never wanted to go see the changing leaves.... It just means winter is on the way and I don't care for temps low enough in areas where they really change.</span></em><br />
<em><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">But I really do love pumpkins!!!</span></em><br />
<em><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">Looks at these KNUCKLEHEAD PUMPKINS.... I kinda like 'em.</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">If they are, that's a lot more work than I'm willing to tackle.</span></em><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06;"><em>4 cups cooked pumpkin</em></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06;"><em>2 cups chopped onions</em></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06;"><em>4 Tablespoons olive oil</em></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06;"><em>4 cloves garlic</em></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06;"><em>4 cups chicken broth</em></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06;"><em>2 cups white wine freshly ground pepper</em></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06;"><em>kosher or sea salt</em></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06;"><em>1 cup heavy cream (special occasion) OR 1 cup milk (weeknight dinner)</em></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06;"><em>Optional garnishes:</em></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06;"><em>grated nutmeg</em></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06;"><em>chopped crystallized ginger</em></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06;"><em>croutons or</em></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06;"><em>freshly popped popcorn</em></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06;"><em>Lightly brown onions with the olive oil in a thick-bottomed soup pot. Add garlic and cook until it softens but doesn't brown, about 1-2 minutes. Add the pumpkin, broth, and wine, stirring to blend. Add S & P. Cook for 30 minutes or so over medium heat. Taste and adjust seasoning. Puree soup. Serve hot with 2-3 T cream in each bowl. Garnish as desired. Serves 8, or 4 with yummy leftovers.</em></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"><em> Can you imagine? I believe these are studs all pushed into the pumpkins. I love them!</em></span> <br />
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</div><em><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"> I do love pumpkins ! ! !</span></em>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-43525602678344779662010-10-04T08:18:00.000-07:002010-10-04T08:18:28.218-07:00So Sad!!!<span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><em>I wish I had some photos to post and I almost took some thru the windows at HOME GOODS yesterday morning about 7:50 while I was down there, having gotten ready for Sunday School and Church early so I could do the GRAND OPENING only to findout that they have postponed the GRAND OPENING to NEXT Sunday!!!!</em></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><em>There were PLENTY of FANTASTIC things I could see as I pressed my nose up against the windows! :(</em></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><em>It's gona be so good but I'm very disappointed! Woe is me....... But the anticipation grows!</em></span>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-55176504309718985322010-10-01T12:01:00.000-07:002010-10-01T12:01:55.300-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em>My sister, Carol, in Alaska sent me another box of homemade jellies and goodies. These are a few....</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em>My favorite's the Rose Petal Jelly. Iggie's is the Fireweed Jelly.</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em>She sent some Nutty Rhubarb Hot Fudge Sauce. Haven't tried it, yet.</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em>Some Rhubarb Butter as well as several other yummies.</em></span></div><br />
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</div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em> I decided I needed something fresh and hot to go with my Rose Petal ..... So, I made some Orange Cranberry Muffins....................</em></span><br />
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<em><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">Some of my goodies were made by Carol's friend, Margaret...... Margaret is the daughter of a gentleman, Mr. Johnson, who Carol used to take care of before Carol had her transplants.</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">Margaret and her husband, Leroi, were driving from their home near Anchorage to the Denver for their son's graduation from medical school this past weekend when they hit a patch of ice and had a terrible accident. Margaret's injuries were minor but Leroi was killed immediatly.</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">Please keep Margaret, her family and their friends in your prayers. </span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">These people have been so kind and loving to my family. </span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">This is so sad!</span></em>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-31394825430311296072010-09-20T08:16:00.000-07:002010-09-22T08:44:04.280-07:00<div><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">I have to get myself back into the practice of doing my blog. I enjoy it, I really do.... I guess it just seems like there's not much going on that's "blog worthy"!<br /></span></em><div><div><div><div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"></span></em> </div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">BUT...... I have to share that in just 10 days we'll have our very own HOME GOODS just down the way. About 5 minutes.... IF there's traffic!</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">It opens Sunday October 2 at 8 a.m.</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">That's an hour an a half before I have to be at church to do my Etiquette Class..... I can do a lot in an hour.... Especially at HOME GOODS!!! </span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">I'm saving my nickles. Savin' up for that special find and I'm SOOOO excited! I know there's gona be something there that'll be aperfect for some place in my house.</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">My first trip into Home Goods was about 2 or 3 years ago when we'd made a trip to Florida and ended up e-x-t-e-n-d-i-n-g it and part of the most wonderful summer I've ever had was a road trip up to Soperton Georgia to visit our 90+ year old Aunt Mammie with two of my fabulous sisters, Tammy and Carol.</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">We also went to Savannah to wander the streets, to eat at Mrs. Wilkes Restaurant<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519742373432119794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW5x0cPXqvtCxZa9Zr4rWT_46oQtcIVLWzAzplwPg3OGKjOPRKi7DpouMkM_NQWCNb7OB6hM0siz3dOJ4aTvjmQQZvJ9EEOEuuO7MlxqIPcPfBaY2E8tnrOWtP_qRvo_xh1nBs2HUCYkk/s400/Florida+2007+002.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519742391648951890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaqEHPRlwHZSJqkOadg6RN1n2PMQfP92pvjXmzNEyPaW0-OeThtMGbvR31TIx5yX8ldMccpJC3g_e44pojN7061QEAtV3EDBQyBVUWL5lGFXVmxaQuEvqgwUW2-j5w6KbimQEgfQPeeuY/s400/Florida+2007+038.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519742386635601938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhidPxECmFTWFK5GnhW3IrnFdOUuXzMjYzvzgagFN3RyT4SOjoDjicATTsSSJ3nqs8c8zvc2IZdZYgCs5obBFRnY600rcKPy0z3nFVtCbIcYh_Bz0YgPbRjIQqIeCjyHEnnMXsW9-3oUU0/s400/Florida+2007+003.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519742382306314034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfb3sHt88vVga0SzqJeSYVe1TjfBpHchSzRuUPbsfPPBSAsc4GDmV_5suZPnq5TatBObEsFLdiJNAekNoGoLNAr0E1jn3yuC4DYZbTyW28xmEPr5bhLfyX6SerkDJJ44zN_LRT-1irbwo/s400/Florida+2007+004.jpg" border="0" /> and by Paula Dean's Son's restaurant fo a lookie-loo.</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">I'd never heard of Home Goods but I've been a shopper of Marshall's for years and drive into downtown Houston to go to Marshall's Mega Store as often as I can.</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">After the summer trip to Savannah, on a trip out to San Antonio my oldest, precious daughter, Kathryn, took me to the new HOME GOODS out there. I found a couple of busts..... <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519762942192500898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivEnBw52J0Bse_5eOzclxNrykkRrFFFbEi4HvkDAfAiamF3kNM_TYcqlZSHlfqwDNVt3mPMj65cuz8csO_webQ6RHebuCk71wjO_4POwUsrjStyqkhqgzftee1XJBW5RQchgfhB4vptZs/s400/Girl+Bust.jpg" border="0" />this is one..... on the clearance shelves... and I don't remember what else. But I was a HAPPY SHOPPER!</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">I guess about a year ago, maybe a little more, they started opening up Home Goods here in town and that's just a special day outing for me. I always find pretties for the house and things to stash away as sweet gifts when I need 'em and the prices are sooo good!</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Over on Eldridge Pkwy they're connected to TJMAX so Iggie's very happy anytime we go.... Down the road here... at least for now.... it'll just be HOME GOODS. </span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Now I'm gona have "my own"!</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">10 days and counting......</span></em></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-56899136232561466562010-08-27T10:15:00.000-07:002010-08-27T10:15:29.017-07:00The Pact...<strong><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well its been over a month since I've done any blogging. Its been a pretty busy Summer, lots of things going on. But now we're back to normal. Here's a little something that happened yesterday. </span></strong><br />
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<em>Hello! My name is Bleah Briann... (</em><a href="http://www.blonde4christ.blogspot.com/"><em>www.blonde4christ.blogspot.com</em></a><em>) and "Jennifer" is my grandma. </em><br />
<em>So now that we're all acquainted I'd like to tell y'all a little story. </em><br />
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<em>Trey, Emery, my Grandma, and I were in Sam's the other day, doing some grocery shopping for this church dinner thing we're having. Emery was fussing... Trey was picking on Emery, and talking. And I well... well of course I wasn't doing anything at all. Though I'm told I was talking just as badly as Trey. Grammie was a little distracted. And she was trying to concentrate and I guess we were being kinda difficult. Here's the slant of what Trey figured should be our tactic towards her, since he just wasn't happy with being shushed...</em><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Grammie had turned to find something and asked me to stay with the buggie. As soon as she was out of sight, and out of ear shot, Trey starts wiggling his finger for me to get closer to him. So I do. "No, give me your ear so I can whisper in it." so I lean my ear in. "Don't you think Grammie is being mean to me today?" he says, "yeah Trey, sure." "And--" he continued, in the most serious tone I think I've ever heard out of a four year old, "--I've noticed she's being mean to you too." I nodded slowly not knowing where this was going. "Well, I think we need to be mean back to her so that she knows how we feel." "mmhmmm" I said, ever so slightly distracted by the fact that Trey suddenly sounded like a politian and Emery was trying to tear the pages off of my new book. "No." he said as he grabbed my arm. "we have to be mean back to her, because then she'll know how sad it makes us feel." "alright Trey, I understand. How are you going to do it?" "Well..." he said with his hand on his chin. "...we can't talk to her. And when we look at her we have to look like this-" he furrowed his eyebrows, and narrowed his eyes, and pursed his lips. It was a seriously scary look-- not really. More humorous then anything. But Trey was convinced it would do the trick. "Oh, and we can't tell her-" he says's "-we can NEVER, EVER tell her." "why not?" I asked. "Because, she'll be very mad, and will not let me watch PBS Kids, or eat snack for a very long time. And she probably won't even let you play on your computer anymore." I'm sorry but that got a laugh out of me, which wasn't good because I was already holding in so many giggles is wasn't even funny. "why are you laughing?!" he said placing his hands on his hips and offering up the infamous Trey-Bo-I'm-Not-Happy-Stare. "Okay, okay, I won't tell her." "ever?" he asked, "ever." "Alright." he said sticking out his hand, "Shake my hand." I stifled a laugh and shook it. "deal?" "deal." I said as Grammie approached. He winked at me. </em></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>After that, we cruised the store picking up things like, bread crumbs, sugar, and salad greens. Everytime Grammie looked away, Trey gave her that twisted up look. You know that one he had taught me earlier? He's shoot her this glance and then look at me and smile wide and gave me a thumbs up. </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><br />
</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Later when we arrived at home and Trey leaned in and said "we're still mad at Grammie right?" I nodded, "yeah Trey, we're still mad at Grammie." </em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><br />
</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Well that was Thursday... today he came in and asked me yet again "We're still mad at Grammie right?"</em> </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>Booger!</em> </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em></em> </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em>With Love and Blessings, <br />
<a href="http://blonde4christ.blogspot.com/">Bleah Briann</a></em></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-60060158001176889862010-08-17T13:29:00.000-07:002010-08-17T13:33:55.844-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJborx1Dl2_0BxTMpDEbFwtT7uwP_Rtw6qkQrKjn5sm5e5be0ieR3gIUe9LLsc1VSs8DOlLnWoKmSAXfnNTGaarLAfR22hq_Rowle-vMPQpUkm6qfSNV4g5NWogdlYWPGyupvq_bQjlwA/s1600/1+antiquing.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506479754810650690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJborx1Dl2_0BxTMpDEbFwtT7uwP_Rtw6qkQrKjn5sm5e5be0ieR3gIUe9LLsc1VSs8DOlLnWoKmSAXfnNTGaarLAfR22hq_Rowle-vMPQpUkm6qfSNV4g5NWogdlYWPGyupvq_bQjlwA/s400/1+antiquing.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmLFm5kWr53NY1oMgPs27FeyDaojDWS0zssCiagDnM2nPhINUe6S1dn3pltkq12rFauuzVEfg30oZAkVwxgqsaL5ESts-Yn7Ylv72coeT6mF7FN2BabV5jtdPcKjpIY654ktuaJVkiuHo/s1600/1+antiquing.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-50609940609955961492010-06-22T09:02:00.000-07:002010-06-22T09:17:34.498-07:00Ever After<p><object height="385" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DXfzNxAPDdM&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DXfzNxAPDdM&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object></p><p><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">Well, life is more back to normal this week....</span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">Iggie went to camp for two weeks and when I was talking to a friend I said to her, " It's been... how many years since I've had 2 weeks without kids? ............. Never!"</span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">My oldest daughter is 42 and Iggie is 15. </span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">Last year when she went to camp for a week I'd gone out to Liberty Hill and wasn't alone then.</span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">This time I went to Liberty Hill for 5 days and came home. For the next 9 days it was just me and the cat. And.... she didn't like it!</span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">It's been really surprising to me how much differnce even one, easy going child can be compared to none.</span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">Anyway, she's back and has been resting up from the work routine she followed with all the other interns.</span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">She met lots of new friend, so knowing her, she was spending plenty of time visiting when she could have been resting but I know that they keep the interns busy with pretty much constant chores. She did a lot of kitchen duty this time.</span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">So, she was thinking home cooked food and being lazy.</span></em></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"><em>Last night I made a speial meal for her and then we watched our FAVORITE movie....</em> <em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;">Ever After</span>.</em></span></p><p><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">We get excited. We both almost know every word of it, knowing what's about to happen and we cry thru several of the scenes. At one pint she said "This is the best scene <strong>and</strong> the saddest, all in one."</span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">There's a point where someone throws a punch and we both whoop about it!</span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">If you haven's seen it.... Go rent it. She and I began watching it when she was 4 and we enjoy it more each time. She says.... "That's the TRUE story of Cinderella! That's how it really happened!" </span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">I hope so!!!</span></em></p>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-17901764784185225962010-06-05T04:36:00.000-07:002010-06-05T05:35:48.346-07:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><em>I love having a shady section in my yard. It came about because I really had no choice. Years ago we planted an oak tree and now it's big enought to cast shade all day on the back corner of the yard where I just kept trying to keep the grass growing, with no luck.<br /></em></span><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><em>So I gave in and started to work with it instead of against it.</em></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><em>Here's a picture of Iggie near the corner, but still shady, from quite a long time ago with some of my Trumpet Plants. They seem to do great in the shade or the sun.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479258649044010626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0qTrdVOdgwaFL2qkPTxChIglP6SjGZ4YeAs1y-nFUO5fKENy_lscwXYlv6mt-cWEx4AYr8a-vNjWAAqLhcnJDLYAkCPW10lGQRnBL-TIR-Eqv_fwdhWzDfIQejVWuZaZMHYR-HB2NIQM/s400/Iggie+April+2006.jpg" border="0" />I have to have some color so I choose to paint things bright colors. Like the mailbox that sits on a post back there. I've never collected any mail there but I've had several bird families use it as a place for their nest! Or the old piece of picket fence I picked up on the side of the road years ago.</em></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><em>The ground around the tree was dry and I couldn't deal with the roots so I had to raise it up abit. That means good fertilizer... Miss Ann has some horses and chicken. I have to get over there and 'collect' some....What better? </em></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><em>I brought back some little Rain Lillies from a trip to visit family in Florida a year or two ago and they like it back here.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479259297149680514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTnc0L1PqfzRDKW9rYPc2EfovTsXNQLX440mnge4R-rLufhki9c-5mdMTLTQc0oGuAokNVV3QzNILJYXa-Fy0N28fP9De8xQPSJgL9oVGrO3Z2ItS8qQgP3XxU-O-Q6crT0G5UKBDBqcQ/s400/s+g+rain+lillies.jpg" border="0" /></em></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><em>I think I need to get someone in to trim up the tree tho' just to let in a little more light.</em></span></div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><em>I found these chairs that are ideal for a quiet, shady spot to sit and read and relax at Lowes a couple years ago for 75% off.... Woo-Hoo. PERFECT!! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479262276239269474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggMOCGNGa28tJO8w_wwL7JWkj8rPOcHpAzu4tvrqK-4ocnLIGJwugEbX0kufjafTQUwV5AYGXlQldJy-vTT_j6i3qclAw9RPuO1K5qYEyVrNV9ZzMfa9sy73TALRdCMEN7LJ10JXADXbI/s400/wicker+chair.jpg" border="0" />I've put in a few plants that make nice, heavy borders along the back and the only 'care' they need is to stay at them so they don't take over too much of the area. The ferns love the humidity out there.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479259284805933970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGDuyDZRZlXoGVvdokgtiZWWH6OMLSJRZqQohNNbl_sfrcXhYKkbuabCRFyUMmCNDvTuIFBQoKgv2fXAO9jpeP1NZ47E4xQWasOeUmrdFCS42xcorF5gIgGp7HYKhPGxZdN7tuzcSHnl4/s400/s+g+ferns.jpg" border="0" /> I like color so I use the perenials like Impatience and Begonias a lot. Periwinkles are really hearty and colorful. I want to try some Hydrangeas but even in the shade it might be too hot.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479259280607553794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUR_h7KznXcutUGHNpJ8QDP6g0aJsx4Vpv7-OsUTOuomSpyJdnj2OZWJEiOdKFD71APjmAvaON4IE2Z_3ADbQTThnu54xiWuTr-vsd3cnMCzrpIFDNIi5tAAvMJUgAqy8NMxUmWxKlxQQ/s400/s+g+clemantis.jpg" border="0" />Lots of the color isn't in the ground. I have them planted in pots, like this.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479258668549209922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRHEJjytTqlU41BhvMjpd36t11BxJXBY_aPnO603PVwVu6AuScKTLyYZVnCtX4i-aRzWM3tfSXOCZr7imZVWkxJzEyoM0UG6T1lgh7FIX1gRR-lXmJVfjdnMLotMmempCGOxBBJepClrk/s400/s+g+1+sonya+julie.jpg" border="0" />The Plumbego, sometimes called Blue Jasmine, that is in the ground just goes out in every direction and is so pretty! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479264444922361042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPdo-YbxFdfhroTQCPAS3Z0TPK28_Az-Pkv3-bZF7swvZGRKQ2ztEjFmBPmF5JtmUXqw8ib3DmtFbmOOVF4HoprejRnC5Guw35IE3FoRe01Xum1gIAQygjZn-_Y9LanpMn3gOtJ2HLKkg/s400/plumbago.jpg" border="0" />I have some vines. I had a nice Morning Glory but it gave way one winter so now I have a Bleeding Heart and a Moon Vine. I had this unbelievable Clemantis that went across the fence and attached itself to the nighbors tree and went all the way to the top and around and around....but when I trimmed the monster, it died.</em></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><em></em></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><em>I don't have a cover over my area, like this..... But I hope too soon...<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479258672793448082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh04RhXSRdGT3ep4DifgESCtdRPPyJaL0uF8FQGYUHPHWdObRmWZXhQxXR7_nLrX7BYYkbNeetQ31wwzTLCQmyr1RlrhENf8w4oXcHRigmq4U9AsUdnLdLEyg4FCtaIamyKm9OE1BUDxMM/s400/s+g+carenome+1.jpg" border="0" /></em></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><em>And, I'd like to find some roses that would do well on the edge of the shady area like these......<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479258663614292786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJI05R5QWDBRgWqYyqD11HEzNT02ghOVtBNhEMlrReulVXf-9qvjYaewJ0bCoXqq_-6dOttdk1tYfTvCWyTq_pWyYcXZfSUvNf0ajEjhApWq5NxIff8nXLn5QAYrHOrt53JkFRBCPrecE/s400/s+g.jpg" border="0" /></em></span>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-65562839546025674722010-06-02T07:39:00.000-07:002010-06-02T12:34:10.994-07:00<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478247665157359394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj302ZKsdbKnaL5K7lc6zllgQJcvYSpCdUmOCuLtIqFQJIycJMXsCKgZHtwztcUDHEhVUGmcetKkA0ZpXnT7MAqPJSkZGRzBoFf_NX5yPaPC12q4HQHmDZbkd0QYxWGs64TCuAxLB3lMiw/s400/everybody+eating.jpg" border="0" /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><em>I mentioned before I believe that I'd found some fantastic peaches at HEB and for just .97 a pound. They were so good Iggie and I ate them up and I went back for more. They were down to .88 a pound, whoopee!!!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478251780585094994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXsxAxNt3Lo_y_FcyF3qTFbcwpbz1dQ7MIJTw-D2IrS-mEhks0_S31lpwhP0GDOYUzijVgKPTMDf0HurBrvsLAOPYswGgoxvADBDC76kEJHMY4AaebYDTmnzMaY-QdMMyAITaisDFryIU/s400/Peaches+(3).JPG" border="0" />So, I bought some more and decided to make 'something' for Memorial Day to take over to Liz's house where she'd invited a few friends to come eat and hang out.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478247675293972018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuuRhl3Zy_kNJgzwOrWp9HpzoRPILCKLPkbA8AcE4o3PTF_4-ncyl274MamsnD69sqHxUMDFOr_HdT_3thESJRkis7z3y0_Mx5yIzSSngt_QwoWrT6oTPe8lgIglw6MMdQ9YYyJsFu_kg/s400/Miss+Anne.jpg" border="0" />In the summer time I used to go visit Daddy and the family and I remember my Uncle Johnny and his family would come down from Georgia with lots of fresh, yummy, Georgia peaches. To make peach ice cream.<br />Oh My Goodness. That was THE BEST stuff. I remember, too, that Daddy couldn't stand to touch the fuzzy peaches, kinda had that fingernails on the chalkboard effect on him. So somebody had to peel 'em, probably Shirley, our very special, patient stepmother. (Gosh, how did she put up with all of us kids ??? 5 of us and 5 more of their own!!!) </em></span><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><em>So.... this weekend I got out the old ice cream maker, plugged it in and it only hummed. No action. But, I went to JC Penney and found a great one on sale. Mine only made 1 1/2 qts but the new one makes a gallon. Now I'm goin in the right direction!</em></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><em>I'd already peeled and cut up the peaches so I headed over to Liz's with a new ice cream maker for her, too. Hers was 30 years old and she was thinking it was time for a new one.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478251772988827026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNx7oO4ZKKcuoeUbtw7fEBxbMOy37e9SPk612fLB3nx3X6lFpE2nRXxjYm04RJLDwcAlzhZ58kPhWYgdxluk4IVPj1Kt0kssQk3p1O8RZ3iMgOTQfVXeox5iQoN1mn0ZDNyOnctiW0EA0/s400/me+with+ingrediants.JPG" border="0" /></em></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478251787886310050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYIvpVpjnXQ_6VHwmeLkhP_xXHJkoiVWIDrVIcuAyoFmI0mgA8cVogKoGeN5BqRgNf7WP9Spquaa6jGZVQ8xYAjNOzAq2b9_5oK7jLmEoNBPLm8ON6iNd-OmafKOSBu3etNetYgOxbmDI/s400/pot.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478251766753783554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEindJUNkPgGZ-NEvAisN_f3p0HAWeXmwjBxHQJRI6Iyxjh2XrxrI-DGH-WV5ez8cAdBUgIngh0W4rzyfQM559vmvRRvEel6GixG8a_bLZtLWvVFhx0rKypyoDVgSyt2gWCshOMGCL2WiF0/s400/in+the+pot.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478250041946022178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1n2cpZ3-0uO75RS3N1S3jEIhvFB1kDFrAaykC-GlMDpalcHgZkaz-WzkPQd-X9KztyzPLvMWE-hO1B_Tii6uFS1PoBZk6PDicIgCvgUJp14iLlF6FhOV07Vs0SviDb1FsL4e6WAyw73M/s400/me+pouring.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478251791863949874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRx2gHTTfnOQsoO3sgvc0yXO52mv8t8U49MSi-Y0nNWlKoMG-ZgLRTdXa7eAkG2TJ0YMi_dGVo5gEPtIKWkB_4hySnQFfrkWZ4563dxnXGufQ0bf2Dha1czeOlQjsSOpj9Um75ALHZh6c/s400/ready.JPG" border="0" />We made the peach ice cream and a batch of vanilla.......... Oh, how fabulous!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478250040279880402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUQ8fUa0EFi69-i96uInQ369FnuNqk1z66Zo_91mexkPRY6NvJR58Bdq-FDdCOVh4krPfYXhq0gCjTUWdUzl8FhFN0MM_MZ4gO82i6JRu92OyHTgOvSW7b3kIccdlFlYdIaOs7cbV14IQ/s400/licking+beater+3.JPG" border="0" />The peach was delicous and immediatley reminded me of being a kid with the first bite. The vanilla.... it was like heaven!<br /></em></span><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><em>Yeh, the peach was delicous but the vanilla was out of this world.</em></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><em>So, I'm gona share the recipe we used.... And you can tell, Iggie was pretty pleased with it, too!</em></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478246839673232898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjggsuuCF7ZGh6Y9K0lQ6i4Hh9Bg2DzjJOkmqEqt4XspjYDJGni8gf_TjFI95h4YDBMqvSZxL6n51mmsolRrot4zc58SB5TLsweqBZRmD2GIyvSDUnUmFWpy9DtGCARJnwiEDcdCf8hGEY/s400/me+eating+ice+cream.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478246849651685458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAKa1ypMgh87NFhWmhJWCqAdHrmeEOZzEbGfaBFL3m57GgUNW4LB6UnxSau0Zy0gp9Da6f_c2Hbhohc0DrHxo4SStUCkhb8lYkg7fJ8AmmScwONPh3LtZydTuHwIuk_oHckN3e021pFjI/s400/me+with+ice+cream+spoon.jpg" border="0" />It was the ultimate, wonderful end to a really yummy meal. Some of the people had never had homemade ice cream. Can you imagine????????</em></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><em></em></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><em>WHY DON'T I DO THIS MORE OFTEN?</em></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><em></em></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><em>Creamy Vanilla Ice Cream</em></span></div><div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><em>Ingredients<br />2 eggs<br />1 cup sugar<br />1/4 teaspoon salt<br />2 1/2 cups whipping cream<br />2 cups half-and-half cream<br />2 1/4 teaspoons vanilla extract<br />Directions<br />In a heavy saucepan, combine the first five ingredients. Cook over medium-low heat, stirring constantly, until the mixture is thick enough to coat a metal spoon and reaches at least 160 degrees F. Remove from the heat; cool quickly by setting pan in ice and stirring the mixture. Cover and refrigerate overnight or freeze immediately. When ready to freeze, pour custard and vanilla into the cylinder of an ice cream freezer. Freeze according to the manufacturer's directions. </em></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><em>Makes 12 servings</em></span></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-39497792484292124062010-05-26T02:04:00.000-07:002010-05-26T12:04:43.693-07:00<em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">I'm making a big pot of Cream Peas.<br />For anyone who doesn't know what Cream Peas are, you just don't know what you're missing!<br />Cream Peas are similar to Purple Hull Peas but they have a milder, creamier taste. 'Course, there's chance you have no idea what Purple Hulls are either.....<br />Cream Peas, Purple Hulls, Blackeyed Peas, Crowder Peas, Field Peas.... They're each a different southern 'delicacy'. Usually fresh peas are only available in mid-summer (we're already hot here in Texas), seems I've found these alittle earlier than usual, and they can cost you more per pound than a lot of good steaks but they're sooooo worth every penny!<br />CreamPeas are my second favorite.... Field Peas with lots of tender snaps are my VERY MOST FAVORITE. But I know these Cream Peas are gona be great!<br />If want a sensational, healthy, filling meal, try the simple southern version.<br />I think my favorite meal ever is a few slices of fresh, ripe, red sliced tomatoes covered with steaming hot peas, an ear of corn on the side and hot, southern, fried cornbread..... No sugar in the cornbread and forget the butter for the corn or the cornbread. You won't need it.<br />I had a friend from up north who years ago said I made a plate of peas taste better than a filet mignon! Those words are from a yankee so don't close your mind........ taste 'em first!<br />We went by a vegetable stand just a ways from here on Sunday and I stopped, just in time.... they were about to close up and I found the Cream Peas, some Blackeyed Peas, tomatoes and Georgia peaches..... I'll be doing a <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475653256984685362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZl2KHChn9xd8-1PW8x6vUc1seGcZGA6_vnLmQDkjop7wAhJxM6pLOd31ARBVcVR5xXAY9Ns4Qhp8muzID0uAkSqYyILX5Y1A_Lz0ztjzVryjmRYazuzy6dnaSRKoOnes-tQVZiF9BEdk/s400/peaches.jpg" border="0" />Peach Cream Pie for Memorial Day.<br />Peas are so easy to cook.... Much as I love mine, they're still not as good as Grandma's in Florida. NOTHING I cook is as good as hers.<br />Just rinse the peas well, put in a big pot with plenty of water, some salt pork, onion, pepper, maybe a little salt depending on how salty your salt pork is, I find out here, unless you find pork jowls, there's really very little salt on the salt pork. Bring to a boil, skim off the foam, lower the heat and cook, simmering, about an hour and a half or so until they're done, tender but not mushy.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475653243846946178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyhSHWSGdUyJIDSJl3g_RA-95R9EHalCi8UIZsPJ0hHlC1hJDU0cP4ki4Edf1Rh8lltlm7RkxlSbhuN8Div5lclqeyoUl5hvlSUcsCoS5g3dOAbVwofqMg2wV03Mrs8rgNR4eJ2O559OQ/s400/peas+and+corn+bread+2.jpg" border="0" /></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">Make some fried corn bread.....<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475653240027884226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiib1TBytmgFwFgie84cifca9ojNNNJ2ORg6F4ZYl4ntBTe7IO-IZvOXE4EZcmubcVmYvNvAY0etd-KBVQ8nfCyw5htyK2B-N8JLrZmSdyGD9D85ZO202chWlpJQD2_EgDyjk2XpAH8UmU/s400/Peas+and+corn+bread+1.jpg" border="0" />And enjoy!!!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475653249025401618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2ya_QjOmXXReyvRQSsBS0kBGo3NyaBEs1gPvZXd4Yqx3GgiBTsyhesVKt-oNFhu0bwWrdjIj5fT_zN433wcuDd54DjNk0ZGXhmNjYDLRfZGq4hHI4xyw3bJmRcM0Am7Q0tCsETf_1n3k/s400/peas+and+corn+bread+3.jpg" border="0" /> </span></em>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-89310855733220387242010-05-21T05:25:00.000-07:002010-05-21T09:03:03.089-07:00<em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;">I haven't actually had a day that I went out and wandered, looking for those sweet things I love but as I've been going here and there and I've managed to stop at a few places I'd just driven past before. What was I thinking?<br /></span></em><div><div><div><div><div><div><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;">A friend of mine said we need to both gather 2 or 3 bags of stuff from around the house before we go out looking and allow our selves to bring back even 1!</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;">I've reached the point of (sadly) realizing that's pretty true. If I see something I like well enough to bring home to use, it has to replace something. There's no spot here just waiting to be filled.</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;">One good thing, tho'.... I have friend, Liz, who's recently moved from a large 3700 square foot home to one less than 1000 sq. foot.... Her husband didn't like anything feminine around the house, anywhere. She sold him just about every single item in their house when she moved (waiting for the divorce) and is filling her newly refurbished "cottage" with things that make her feel "soft" and feminine. </span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;">Her painter called her one day before she had moved in and said "What color is the kitchen supposed to be?" He'd made a mistake and painted the kitchen pink and didn't think about it until he was done. IT'S FABULOUS..... But.. this is all another post. My point.... I spend more time now collecting for her and shopping for her and sharing with her than I do for myself. Nothing I pick up or move out of my house goes unwanted.</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;">I gathered up my linens I've found the past few months and cleaned and ironed them. I was surprised just how many beautiful ones I've found to add to my collection.</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473699414677288994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1owsUKKxVpfn3fggrymrjfO301pvCm20rrfOTgA4UwSlNeIswS46S31tnbpZ62y1qRPZ_esF30m_iHtEKMO8AZ09aNhQhJVxe1M3r7soAPG8GW3wnookCH-s4ev69y8ezXNfAyd6C03s/s400/5+3+10+10.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473699639379261234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDuWIGoGscjw2V322cgYmjvEIA6UGL9I1gurXaQl_9eZlQ5NLVtUEyi-N2rDQWVQwK-htLm_2awuB8TDsbTHVuLkuEG2E1Nmv4TZwfOowqThiMJbQkibL9Ug-zTzAvkThIfcr904oidyo/s400/5+3+10+13.jpg" border="0" /></span></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCv0EBMIydW371l9d7pZneIWejEr2vzsENVkll8FIr9x8Fy6YfRzu-0njYfDmIpbNqB-pm0_aLGrsAKj3o5-9di9I40_z9f8Hy3knAXfIwEpv4zX687sRIGT_Y52DPVcgAe7f0INcr5JU/s1600/5+3+10+6.jpg"><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467394000208406930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCv0EBMIydW371l9d7pZneIWejEr2vzsENVkll8FIr9x8Fy6YfRzu-0njYfDmIpbNqB-pm0_aLGrsAKj3o5-9di9I40_z9f8Hy3knAXfIwEpv4zX687sRIGT_Y52DPVcgAe7f0INcr5JU/s400/5+3+10+6.jpg" border="0" /></span></em></a><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"><br />And Trinkets ....</span></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQXe6INXZZz7qP5D2ONBn3SZfmPQOOJ8Tr5KAmY8J95ExL_Ee0H45Sfpgt-oEAzbcn2keRXThjD8peAI41plw69mr7DdowkGF-g7PYGHZiLgFNv2nK_L3hcOmKGo7wu9iuDaRbJ6DEAfo/s1600/5+3+10+5.jpg"><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467393991319692018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQXe6INXZZz7qP5D2ONBn3SZfmPQOOJ8Tr5KAmY8J95ExL_Ee0H45Sfpgt-oEAzbcn2keRXThjD8peAI41plw69mr7DdowkGF-g7PYGHZiLgFNv2nK_L3hcOmKGo7wu9iuDaRbJ6DEAfo/s400/5+3+10+5.jpg" border="0" /></span></em></a><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"><br />and treasures....</span></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0gnCf5HQ7RZxv-o3txt1qbIhSuX_8CPomNrLlUcVbcnd4pBVnOGl3fhmsLuRuKDEneTktw1CnQyhRQdCR-5AoJO6YWc5Qst7NT5L3ZawNTbpJ64qpliU5A937ij6WMq3_3jErvppp0Kw/s1600/5+3+10+4.jpg"><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467393989804776914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0gnCf5HQ7RZxv-o3txt1qbIhSuX_8CPomNrLlUcVbcnd4pBVnOGl3fhmsLuRuKDEneTktw1CnQyhRQdCR-5AoJO6YWc5Qst7NT5L3ZawNTbpJ64qpliU5A937ij6WMq3_3jErvppp0Kw/s400/5+3+10+4.jpg" border="0" /></span></em></a><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"> for inside and out.....<br /></span></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvjoW_FWITXL32bhhA4-6t7iD_bohOeX-t7HMSs61nfx_aQs2NbM3b7EAAJwVl1OnY0a-tC9f2f7I1KDOe9B4aNOPffT0IWT0xWrqPhU9SlT14uXMdqe-vuF6b1KmnkgZu9_Y83CVpt7M/s1600/5+3+10+3.jpg"><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467393980880310802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvjoW_FWITXL32bhhA4-6t7iD_bohOeX-t7HMSs61nfx_aQs2NbM3b7EAAJwVl1OnY0a-tC9f2f7I1KDOe9B4aNOPffT0IWT0xWrqPhU9SlT14uXMdqe-vuF6b1KmnkgZu9_Y83CVpt7M/s400/5+3+10+3.jpg" border="0" /></span></em></a><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"> I just gathered a few of my new things I've found here and there on outings and at recent garage sales.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473699409538009490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIdeerSsaMhKuTVIKNg-oTreGVoVyCxsu7lS7ZmDXd6gaTqpiiLg10nn2gdg8gv8MvTVn9GV9qJYkvbIEJnb53ftCLH-oizpMBfuyjmaSBWueRA1uOetrDuGFGbFBskVvd2WbV33Bpt0c/s400/5+3+10+9.jpg" border="0" />You can NEVER have too many roses!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473699396410859826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnJYiRBfjmzaWtYT9lDUjc9JycEDCMGCEWM6oDePX26_Qzor9JJ4Gv1E3SzRvoDS3L3KTN9-ItqZd4Pu1GcAgyBIUhjnYS6qJKiI5lbGoFrmCdfGbfvYXmBVt0cmZjHP74M3FDpgTE0oA/s400/5+3+10+1.jpg" border="0" />This is Elvis.... Or it looks like our Elvis. We have a little 1/2 minature schnauzer 1/2 minature dachshund but darker than this.</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;">Too cute not to get!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473699418843797058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIuo7UPL4SXuWvQHYVd6mgifAcZ9dTln5XlXXprUuw_yVoqF3dhyqdtwIrIuVEH2BUFsej5s6xVGbhxiEEPa50ABF7hHPoqT8q5ynJZrHHsbpsn6aiH3JKZ_qSxshGGKYsVaYF7teo_K4/s400/5+3+10+11.jpg" border="0" /></span></em></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-14742048936786626402010-05-10T05:19:00.000-07:002010-05-11T10:14:22.931-07:00<em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">I haven't posted in almost a month.... Goodness, I've had lots going on I could post about just haven't been able to fit that task in. But I just have to today!<br />I hope EVERYONE had a wonderful Mother's Day yesterday.<br />I sure did.... A very nice weekend, in fact! </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">I have 4 fantastic, thoughtful, loving kids and 14 all very different grandkids and 1 more on the way this year and 1 great grandchild. </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">It was just great to get to be with all 4 of my kids, their spouses and the kids...<br />Two of my kids with their families came into town for the weekend while two live nearby.<br />We spent a while visiting with the kids painting tee-shirts and catching up. Then we headed off to Amalia's Mexican Restaurant for dinner. Fabulous fajitas!!!!</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469680625299334610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbUY2y9_0ftcCa_AEBXDMVIj7Sk1zKJ1XIrgFzjtLmwpYoKgBZnQ9bjVQY6WOMPcGmPd47auGyoHo54ycnUiMoqST1_AroE2VOT7Hr07JYhSYK1OJys4npKuD_tMo_cntidPN10J0vD0Y/s400/fajitas.jpg" border="0" /> Fried tortillas stuffed with bananas and chocolate chips<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469680638455637154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzFtundtOyamodDtzM1icLqdaIJIFoDcSek2ZQs3odAa9kNlOzBTMUGbz9bwG2k_bKjvmA0AvLpyzQDfp93gaDbif34Us6yH1-lSGyT2CLMIpv8zK8hTMSXxWDXRrouykhqQ0-Wd-BFuo/s400/fried+banana.jpg" border="0" /> and Tres Leche cake for dessert.... YUMMY!<br />Sunday we started out with a breakfast buffet, hung out after that some more. Then ended the day with a craw fish boil over at Buddy's. I don't eat craw fish but there MUST be SOMETHING good 'bout 'em 'cause those who do eat 'em, LOVE 'EM!<br />I got some great gifts, too! Got a beautiful new watch from Kathryn and her family. Her timing was perfect... I'd been without a watch for about 4 days.<br />Buddy and Minnie sent me a great basket of goodies and Jen bought me neat STUFF FOR THE GARDEN!!!!! You can never have too much stuff for the garden! </span></em><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">Cort and Tara stopped on the way into town at the farmers market and picked up fresh vegetables... Fresh corn....<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469674175907842290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLcKMgK1hqRdpCosxCXxdzcZKt5I3GUFvhbk6i7HlNGDdNwki1UIvNCK2n3JttwgGDniW7m4cX4ZIV_aVd6dtqbvskwyULSIhg1e645vmkkNw8gczclyCk6hb8Zan05rAeXINcF6F_s9I/s400/mothers+day+10+3.jpg" border="0" /></span></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">Dewberries <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469674164286722722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiaU0-uiOn1LzgCXttYP4lxGtuHY9NpaSm_DuXCbJLOol-x39MQSEbEiarIni8lV5rTfxGFO59659mFjie6TkK8ucUgAcB__5qmW_MB4PmCvacQxP3fyGBNp8YV1Gtqtozl7gvjmbut9g/s400/mothers+day+10+1.jpg" border="0" />and strawberries<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469674168266862802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqfv9L_B4vGRgn3TvtzgHWOdc_6uwz8B3T8Bp0C7hf5lGizVH-67aI7S58j2TpZMvyLzcErf1ptgXZlYTj9G97xdgKAcNnnCGw5VwnkD4YohCom0updPMo9T_mcIgMHtV54ZGAtl8b5pk/s400/mothers+day+10+2.jpg" border="0" />.... Tomatoes, squash, cantaloupe, onions, sweet potatoes and and and .... are you ready???<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469674176444002962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBowc_Fz-5XGSwaJrfeTn77Rbg_NiEBdz4KCsSnCJdShDkupNWUoydYVkNjpRDhcFSZyJs-WY1dLGIEFHfb3XwiIhC51-cAcMBbVwGGQbhGi9Ll1IeaidY_vLdwVMewwIc-0-jjcn3OhI/s400/mothers+day+10+4.jpg" border="0" /></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">BLACK EYED PEAS!!!!!</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">They're cookin right now!</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">Daelen made a pretty plaque.... So sweet. I have to post a picture of it soon.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">And Ig.....<br />She said the night before she had no Mother's Day gift for me. Said she'd looked and never found anything she thought was "right". That's ok, of course... but the Sunday Morning she opened her blog for me.... (</span></em><a href="http://www.blonde4christ.blogspot.com/"><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">http://www.blonde4christ.blogspot.com/</span></em></a><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">) Check the 2nd post she has for Sunday..... For sure... I cried. Soooo sweet. </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">This is an old picture of her.... We were in Florida visiting Auntie Fassin and she was naughty and got sent to the corner.... She just set down and took a snooze.</span></em><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469674186098642066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibu0oB6q7vpawWxxwrI_dpBz7K1u2mDmRUk2IYdblrKXAoshbBzz1TZsqph4iCHc5oBhp3X-TCVvis1pyXmFKy7GwYYtvtDvdnuhJyy9GVtUF-P_3FZHnRhqhF8hyzYHFZ-peGa4UPWrE/s400/Iggie+in+the+corner.jpg" border="0" />Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241579199629434778.post-63487832519793130392010-04-11T20:56:00.000-07:002010-04-11T20:56:47.433-07:00OKAY, I'M BRAGGIN!<em><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">TODAY WAS THE WALKATHON FOR THE YOUTH AT OUR CHURCH.</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">THE KIDS WERE TO GET PLEDGES FOR THEIR "WALK2DRIVE" EVENT TO RAISE MONEY FOR TRANSPORTATION FOR MISSIONARIES. </span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">THE YOUTH PASTOR EXPLAINED TO THEM THEY EACH SHOULD HAVE A GOAL OF $100.00...</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">"GET 10 PEOPLE TO GIVE YOU $10. GET FOUR TO GIVE YOU $25. GET ONE TO GIVE YOU THE WHOLE $100." THEY HAD ABOUT TWO WEEKS NOTICE. TODAY THEY TEAMED UP INTO 2 GROUPS AND WENT OUT TO RAISE AS MUCH MONEY AS THEY COULD FOR 2 1/2 HOURS BEFORE THE WALK.</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">THE TOTAL IN THE END WAS ABOUT $1634.00 FOR THE WHOLE YOUTH GROUP. IGGIE HAD COLLECTED <span style="color: #134f5c;"><strong>$1029.00</strong></span> OF THAT.</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"><strong>WHAT A GREAT JOB SHE DID!!!</strong></span> SHE MADE QUITE AN EFFORT TO COLLECT AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE AND THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO PLEDGED!</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">THERE WERE PICTURES TAKEN.... I FORGOT MY CAMERA... SOON AS SOMEONE GETS ME SOME, I'LL INCLUDE THEM</span></em>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01611585956815259487noreply@blogger.com1