Sunday, April 26, 2015

Sunday No-Name Entry

I worked on the hexie blanket some more adding the white round to all the itty-bitty middles. I'm loving the relaxed, slow pace of this project...just a handful every now and then while watching TV when I feel like it. They are fun to look at. 

Do you ever make a turkey breast?
They're really good. This Cajun-spiced one is our favorite.

I just unwrap it and put it in a 9" x 9" pan covered with foil (easier clean-up). Bake at 350 degrees for 1 hour and 45 minutes. Remove from pan and slice. Great with dressing or potatoes and some green beans and cranberry sauce (canned). Then the leftovers make great sandwiches. 

My Onion-Cheese Bread risen.

And after it baked. Mmm!

I always like seeing the pile-o-dogs in the mornings.
They usually pile up like this and sleep after breakfast when I'm working.

As you see, everything is the same here.
Thanks for looking in.

Oh, wait! One more thing I forgot.
I wanted to show you this...

I saw this on Instagram on chippernelly's feed.

See ya.

Friday, April 24, 2015

Chocolate Donuts & That Book

Two very good things, indeed.

I meant to link to the recipe for those donuts the day I posted about them and forgot. Then I meant to post it yesterday, but I was just so busy being silly with that post, I plumb forgot.

You can find the recipe here:  Baked Chocolate Donuts

I followed the recipe exactly and got 12 donuts with very little batter left over...maybe a Tbsp. I didn't want to overfill the pan because they don't look as pretty if you do. The trick of putting the batter in a gallon-size plastic bag and snipping the corner worked perfectly for this with no mess. These are not very sweet at all, which I liked. If you want something sweeter, I'd suggest frosting them with chocolate frosting instead of the glaze. Melt some chocolate chips in the microwave and smear it over the cooled donuts while it's hot. Mmm!

Now listen here.
Hear Ye, Hear Ye!

This book is SO GOOD. I stayed up until 2:00 a.m. reading it.

Here is the cover again.
I got the Kindle version for $1.99 on BookBub.

The book goes back and forth in time from mid-1940s Nazi Germany to current times (2007). I mostly loved the Germany parts, but the current parts were good too, just not AS good. I can't believe my luck lately with getting such good books to read. This one was not recommended by anyone. I just happened to see it in my daily email from Bookbub and thought it sounded good. I usually only get the free ones, but I splurged and plunked down a whole $1.99 for this one. Money well-spent!

The narrative uses a lot of German words, but you get used to it after a while and understand the meaning of them. A lot of them I already knew somehow, but others you get by context.

My only bitch is this, and it's a stupid, stupid thing:  All the titles of the chapters are written vertically on the page without proper spaces between the words. It was highly annoying to me, and there was absolutely no reason for it except somebody trying to be all artsy-fartsy. You'll see. It will annoy the crap out of you, I promise! After the first few chapters, I just read the bottom of the title to see the date the chapter is set in. Seriously. I need to write somebody a ranting letter about how stupid and irritating it was. Maybe you won't even notice it, but for some reason, I focused on it and muttered cuss words to myself like a crotchety old hag at the beginning of each chapter.

Let me just show you.
Here is a screenshot of the beginning of a chapter...

See? Sometimes it's just one letter per line all the way down the page. WTF? Obviously this is bothering me WAY too much. I need to move on, but I really don't get it, and it's causing me to obsess about it.

It's a rainy day here again. It's supposed to be stormy later too. Yay!

It's put me in the mood to bake. I'm going to roast a turkey breast later for dinner, but I think I'll start some bread to rising too. That sounds good. And maybe I'll make some deviled eggs. Mmm. I think I might be hungry.

I'm still not crocheting or knitting anything. I may pick up the hexies later this afternoon and make more of those. I'm waiting for a couple of knitting books to come in the mail. Maybe one will come today. I don't even remember what they are now. One of them has a sock pattern I want, but that's all I can remember. Sigh.

I was just going to sit down and make a short entry. Now I've let my coffee get cold. I'll have to reheat it in the microwave. I hate that.

I'm out. See ya.

Thursday, April 23, 2015

Weird Mood

I will never tire of roses.

I'm not making anything.
Just playing.

Nope. It ain't gonna happen. Never.

What I'm reading. I just started so I have no opinion yet.

I love Natalie Dee cartoons.
And Cheetos.
And Coffee.

Never do this:

Or this...


See ya.

Monday, April 20, 2015

Nothing But Chocolate

The pink and yellow roses are from our backyard garden. The pink ones don't look much like a rose anymore when they fully open. The yellow ones, however, look very much like a rose when they fully open, and they're huge. So beautiful. Yellow roses have been my favorite for years. I think this was actually labeled a Double Delight, but they get even less of that pink tinge the more they open. I've had other Double Delights that had much more pink than this.

These are a little old and getting wilted, but you get an idea how big they are.

I love taking pictures of feathers!

 My sweet Fetchie looking out the back door.


I made these chocolate donuts yesterday at the Captain's request.
They are baked. Half of the above were glazed and half not.

As you can tell, there's not been a lot going on around here. Lots of work and that's about it the past week or so. That's okay by me.

See ya.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Aurora Doily

Pattern:  Aurora, Simple Elegance by Patricia Kristoffersen
Thread:  Aunt Lydia's #10 in Natural
Hook:  1.75 mm
Size:  23 inches blocked
Started:  04/02/15
Finished:  04/13/15

Forty-two rows of loveliness!

See ya.

Monday, April 13, 2015

A Brighter Day

Yes, life can be a DRAG, but let's look at some pretty things today, shall we?

Our Indian Hawthornes are all bloomed out.
It makes the backyard so pretty when they bloom.
The bees love them.
Pretty pink-ness!

Our neighbors behind us have this trumpet vine growing over their fence. They had their fence replaced a couple of years ago, and all the trumpet vine got torn down. It was massive back then. The first season after the new fence, they had a teeny-tiny bit come back and peek over the fence. It's getting bigger and spreading wider with each spring and summer.

Isn't it gorgeous? I love ORANGE flowers!

I was so thrilled to see my Rosemary had made it through the late snow and ice. She's all bloomed out with her tiny blue/purple flowers. Yep, she's going to make it. What a hardy girl she's been. She started out as a 6-inch plant from the nursery. I've used her in many meals and given many stems away for friends to use. One lady asked for a bunch to use in a bath. She said if you place several stems in a hot bath and sit in it, it cures constipation! I've never tried it, but she sounded very sure of herself.

And this is a wild raspberry vine that grows in our front beds. They're insidious and have prickly thorns and are mostly a nuisance, but they get these pretty little white flowers with a pinkish tinge.

Then, of course, there are the rose bushes. We lost two over the winter, but we have tons of buds that are about to bloom out there on the three that lived in the back yard. I can hardly wait to see them and pick a few to bring inside to enjoy.

My next post will be a BIG doily Tah-Dah! See you then.

Friday, April 10, 2015

Enough Already

One of the things I hate most are those moments that take me by surprise and a flood of emotion comes bursting out of me, tears flowing, chest aching, soul breaking into pieces. I'm usually alone, so I just let it come. Sometimes I make noises as I cry like Janie does sometimes in her sleep, a soulful moan of emotional pain. Sometimes I can't catch my breath. Sometimes I wish I wouldn't. Sometimes I'm not alone and I can't let it just come. I get a lump in my throat. I want to run. My mind panics. I just have to be strong and stuff back down. Think of something else, quick!

A lot of different things can set it off. Today it was a picture of someone's grandson all dressed up in a suit and smiling for the camera, a front tooth missing. I had already gone on to something else when it suddenly came upon me.

Just when I think I have it sufficiently stuffed down far enough that it can't escape, something brings it all back up again. I guess it always will. You can't keep love tucked far enough away. It will always rise to the top. I stuff it back down...stuff, stuff, stuff, and seal it up again with anger, guilt, and hurt. Please, can't it just be enough already?

I'll go take a mild sedative and try to calm down. A shot of whiskey sure would be good right about now. I will manage to gather myself in a few minutes and go about my day as if I'm just like everybody else. But every time I pass a mirror, I'll see the puffy eyes, a reminder of where I let myself go this morning. I'll have a slight headache the rest of the day. I promise myself I won't let it happen again. I straighten my back. My mouth sets in a straight line. My heart becomes cold again. I can go on. Until the next time.

Pammy Sue