Lovely Saturday

     What a nice Saturday.  Our hoodies arrived and they are perfect! First thing I did was pop them in the wash so we could wear them almost immediately.  Glad I did too because they are comfy and perfect for now with the temperature dropping down into the upper forties.

     I finally managed to bake that gingerbread I was going to bake earlier this week.  The house smelled wonderful and the gingerbread turned out quite nice.  It hit the spot for both of us and for G and her husband.  I took some over to them and managed to get there before they had their dinner so my timing couldn’t have been better.

Gingerbread with whipped cream (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

      The gingerbread was a perfect ending to a dinner of scalloped potatoes, grilled lemon herb chicken, and fried green tomatoes.  The Curmudgeon?  Let’s say happy and sleepy described his evening.

     You all have a good one!

I love these two nuts

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Bouncy bruisey Cirque du Soleil Bullies!

     If my dogs had thumbs and rope we’d be in real trouble.  I believe they think they are reincarnations of the flying Wallendas.  Yesterday, they did their absolute best to imitate Cirque du Soleil with flying leaps, hucklebutts, and rebounds off the couch.

     Shades of trampoline acrobatics!  Just my luck I was in their way and became part of their crazy routine.  Yikes!  Ouch!

     If you don’t have bullies you probably will never understand how I get so many bruises.   If you do have bullies, you have bruises, and many of them you have no idea how they appeared where they did when they did.

     You all have a good one!

Updates for the end of this month

     G’s husband is home from the hospital.  They removed some intestine and part of his liver and will do chemo once his incisions heal.  Gina is thrilled.  The cats are happy, they sure did miss him. 

     After both Gavin and Patty had good check ups and their shots are up to date we’re hoping we have time to catch our breath and let our saving grow a bit before they need to go back again.

     The Curmudgeon still has bad days mixed with the good ones but we all take them in stride.

     My friend Elena is doing well, and delights me every day with an e-mail.

     I am trying to get back to writing but it has been difficult when my energies are scattered in all directions–I hope things are going to settle down now.

     You all have a good one! 

Patty is NOT a Chicken Dog like her brother Gavin.

      Patty had a vet appointment yesterday.  She was a good girl making me very proud.  Talk about a hoot.  She managed to suck up to the vet very quickly by giving her kisses.  Then she pointedly stood on the lift table and stared at the vet waiting for her to turn on the lift and give Miss Patty a ride up.  Patty is such a silly girl.

     Before she realized it, she’d had blood drawn and a shot.  All the while, she still wagged her tail and gave kisses.  What a difference from her brother, Chicken Dog.  Leaving, she insisted on stopping and giving all the girls behind the desk more kisses.  She had to sit in the car, in the crate and wait for me to pay the bill because her Daddy wasn’t up to coming along but she had plenty of patience for that.

You all have a good one!

It’s chilly outside

    With the temperatures dipping down into the high to mid forties at night, I dragged out my only zippered hoodie to wear to take the dogs out.  Oh my goodness, it is all stretched out, thin, and very dingy looking.  Definitely past time for a new one. 

     Therefore, I went to my favorite t-shirt, sweat-shirt, fun place   http://www.cafepress.com   and found one I liked.  Of course five minutes after I ordered mine The Curmudgeon wakes up, comes downstairs, sees mine, and asks me to order him one.  Can you tell which shirt is mine and which one is his?  

     I you plan to order something from Cafe Press, contact me beforehand since I have several coupons. 

     You all have a good one!

Fall is here, what do you start to crave at this time of year?

This is the time of year when I begin to crave things like green tomato pie, pumpkin pie, and gingerbread.  I dug out my gingerbread recipe to make some later today.

Gingerbread

1/2 cup white sugar

1/2 cup butter

1 egg

1 cup molasses

2 1/2 cups all-purpose flour

1 1/2 teaspoons baking soda

1 teaspoon ground cinnamon

1 teaspoon ground ginger

1/2 teaspoon ground cloves

1/4 teaspoon allspice

1/2 teaspoon salt

1 cup hot water

 

Directions

1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Grease and flour a 9 inch square pan.
2. In a large bowl, cream together the sugar and butter. Beat in the egg, and mix in the molasses.
3. In a bowl, sift together the flour, baking soda, salt, cinnamon, ginger, and cloves. Blend into the creamed mixture. Stir in the hot water. Pour into the prepared pan.
4. Bake 1 hour in the preheated oven, until a knife inserted in the center comes out clean. Allow to cool in pan before serving.

One day, I will no longer carve pumpkins…

 

Okay, so I bought a Funkin the other day.  Now I’m going to carve it in my favorite Frankenstein monster pumpkin carving.  Eventually I plan to carve all of my favorite pumpkins over the years into Funkins so I will no longer have to carve real pumpkins.

I’m finding that the older I get the more my hands pain me when I do those intricate carvings.  However, I refuse to disappoint all those kids who come up our street just to see the pumpkins every year.  Heck some of the kids are grand-kids of kids who came to see the first pumpkins we put out each year.

 

Today’s news

 

G’s husband’s surgery went well, they got all of the tumor in his colon–quite a large one from what she tells me.  Now he needs to heal and then they will go from there as to what they will do.  Chemo was mentioned.  According to G they still consider him stage 4.  We just hope he kicks cancer’s big fat ass and wins.

 

I hope to soon be back to regular posts.

 

     Tomorrow my friend G’s husband has surgery.  They will remove part of his colon, give him an ostomy bag, check his liver, and see what they can do to prolong his life.  The doctor spoke of doing a round of chemo right away too.  I am burning many candles for him.

     We’ve been keeping an eye on my friend G and making sure she eats, rests, and, in general, takes care of herself during this trying time.  I promised her another dinner and some cheesecake for dessert tomorrow.

 

Sad, sad times

  My best friend is devastated, her husband was just diagnosed with stage four cancer.  I have no words just an overwhelming sadness.  A cavernous sorrow for them, our friends of thirty-nine years. 

     All we can do is be there for them as they need us. 

     My posts may become a bit erratic for time… please bear with us.

Blank blankety blanked

     It’s bad enough when I lose a word or my train of thought derails in a fatal wreck.  However, when I draw a blank on what to post here I am truly screwed.

     Banging my head on the keyboard does nothing to knock things loose either, except maybe a few keys.  Screaming only wakes the dogs and The Curmudgeon and makes all three cranky.

     Another cup of coffee…

     Yes, that might do the trick since the dogs and The Curmudgeon woke me a good hour before my alarm would’ve gone off.  At least the Curmudgeon was happy the furniture people brought a replacement for his new chair which decided to fall apart within weeks of arrival.

     I’ve noticed that this chair makes much less noise when he lowers the footrest…

     That’s all I’ve got folks, you have a good one!