Friends

I can not resist this. The following is an e-mail from a very dear friend. Read it quickly because if she sees this, I may have to pull it. I don't think I've had this good of a laugh in a long time. I merely asked for book reviews for the library's site.

Disclaimer: Names have been changed to protect the innocent...her husband is the only innocent I found in this whole thing. ;o) Any censoring was done by my very dear friend.

Yeah..........and a very happy new year to you also, Mrs. Sherry !!!

I have been on crutches ever since last year and I have read so many books that I have continuous headaches.

I liked some of the books, some I did not; some made me cry, others did not. I always finish what I start even if it's ' waaaaay wrong'. Never did like book reports. Hey, I didn't even like school, but in order to live I HAD to attend AND remain on the honor roll.........or else.

I received a bag of books from one of my church members. She joined a Christian book club and has about lost what bit of 'religion' she has because the books are coming so frequently. She swears that they are coming out of the wazoo. (whatever that is) Does the library have any of the books I have read? Probably not. So, so much for my review, eh? But just for your own info, I read 'em because they were: (1) free (2) large enough print not to stress me out (3) I was unable to leave the house to get what I wanted (4) -husband- still has a nasty cold so I had mercy on him and did not send him to get the 'who done it' type I like (5) I was too 'sorry' to even get on the computer to read and answer mail (6) I ran out of wine (7) I had to stay off my feet and elevate (8) TV was not an option ( 9) needed to unwind after the kids/grands left (10) had already finished my scrapbook of family members
(11) fully clothed, I fell down, barely missed falling into the bath tub. (12) stayed pissed with -husband- for a good 24 hours because he did not hear nor feel me when I hit the floor. At - oops...better leave weight out of this - plus, I KNOW #### well that I had to have shaken
not only the pictures on the walls but the foundation of the house. Did he come to my ####### rescue? #### NO !!!

I said a prayer of thanks, finally got up and totally forgot about the 'religous books' that I was reading. (13) the orgami frogs that I taught myself to make never did hop like the instrucrions stated (14) could not play the keyboard, while my foot was elevated (15) tried the guitar again...it sounded lousy, as usual, my fault of course. (16) And.........I DID NOT CALL YOU TO SCHEDULE A CROCHET CLASS. So I read what I had. Got religion now though.

God is good. I made it to 2009 ANNNND I got more wine. I don't take many pain pills anymore. I can finally place my foot on the floor but still cannot put pressure on it. That's a start. I will take it "one day at a time'. I have had enough 'pity parties' to last for the rest of the year. When I did finally get out of the house, I had to crawl back in
(refer to # 12) because I was afraid of going up the steps on crutches. Won't even discuss pain in my back. Been spending quite a bit of time on it. :o) Get your mind out of the 'gutter'. I am referring to the elevation of my foot.

So now you are up to date. I hope that I will be able to attend the meeting. I miss all of you.

Much love to ya,
(much loved friend's name)

Back in Stitches

Once upon a time, I was a quilter. A hand quilter. I did very little quilting on the sewing machine. As a traditionalist - at least that is what I called myself - a quilt had to be hand quilted. Yes, I know. This is somewhat snobbish. I eventually found out that sometimes machine quilting is best...for placemats, children's quilts, wallhangings, etc.

However. I have not quilted much of anything in a while. I had some items to make for the cruise we took in August. Once those were completed...that was it. I hit a slump. Didn't want to do much of anything.

Yesterday morning, I cleaned my sewing room. All the threads accumulated on the carpet after sewing dolls clothes with two little girls were vacuumed up. I stored several items away. Dusted the desk my machines sit on. I even ironed Sam's last two shirts and put the iron and ironing board away. Then...

...then yesterday evening...I pulled the quilt frame away from the wall. Tilted the surface down and tightened the wingnuts to hold everything in place. I set the tray on the back edge. Then...I actually sat down and took up the needle and...

took a stitch.

I'm...

"Back in the saddle again!"

Tent

Jonathan called me yesterday evening. He said that @#^&#^$# had arrived. I heard "tit." (He has yet another cold. Vitamin C, Son. Go purchase a bottle of Vitamin C!)

"What?"

"The tent arrived. The scrub top is huge."

Back to the pattern which I've already trimmed out at extra-large and threw away all the smaller pieces - facings, etc. Hopefully I can modify it. If not, I'll wait for a 99 cent or $1.99 sale on patterns. That thing regular priced was around $15!!! Why don't they just drop the price and sell them at that price all the time? Well. "They" didn't ask me.

2009

My prayer for you this new year - May God continue to pour his blessings on all of you and your families.

American Girl Dolls

Since I don't have any grandchildren, I never dreamed that I'd be making doll clothes any time soon! We had a 'sew-in' today. Elton and Sam had a road trip planned so Carol came over with her two grand-daughters, Katy (9) and Maddie (7), who are spending the rest of Christmas break with them.

Saturday when they were over and ate supper with us, Maddie fell in love with my fabric stash and wanted to sew. So ;o) we set it up. I found authentic American Girl patterns online:

http://agplaythings.com//AG%20Patterns/DollDressPatterns.html

I printed a pajama pattern. The girls chose their favorite fabric (with my approval - fabric not set aside for quilts) along with matching lace. We started late morning...broke for lunch...got back to it. Finished about 3:30. That's a long time for two little girls, but they did real good...not fussing while they were sewing, just while they were waiting on us for directions. One part of the shirt pattern was a booger to figure out. The girls probably did 90% of the sewing. Even setting in the sleeves! I was impressed. They've been sewing with their mother and grandmother (Carol). But they are still only 9 and 7 years old!

A washable glue stick and quilt basting spray turned out to be the best notions. We tacked the pockets and lace down on the fabric for no pin sewing. When the pjs were completed, Maddie washed the glue out in the bathroom sink. Katy rinsed them. Into the dryer went the pjs. Outside went the girls to play. Carol and I sat down with a glass of wine. After the wine took affect, we decided we would do this again. However, the next time will be a one-piece garment!

When I get a photo of the dolls ready for bed, I'll post the photo.

Remember the plate with the truffles? This is it.

Oh! I finished a pair of socks last night! Ain't they snazzy?!

Happy 25th Birthday, Jonathan!

Twenty-five years ago our area of the world was locked in an ice storm. For nearly the whole month of December the temperatures barely rose above freezing. At night, everything that had tried to thaw, iced over again. The roads were covered with 'black' ice. This - in northeast Texas.

During the previous night, I got out of bed and walked the floors, laying down on the couch between the widely spaced contractions. At 6 a.m. we headed to Longview, 45 miles away. Three hours later, his daddy and I pulled up to the ER entrance.

December 27, 1983
2:45 p.m.
6 pounds, 11 ounces

A Surprise and a Skull Cap

I saw my mother today. In my mirror. Staring back at me. This surprised me. She was not in my house. It has happened. I have become my mother.

Wait a minute. FINALLY! I FINALLY look like my mother! I have always thought she was a beautful woman. I've never thought that I was beautiful though. Don't go psycho-analyzing me yet. I was overweight as a teenager. Of all the times to be overweight - those dreaded teenage years. I knew that I was not beautiful. BUT I also knew that I was NOT dog ugly. Okay. I'm from northeast Texas and that's a Texism...well, I think the real term is "butt ugly," but I wasn't that either. I also knew that I was not beat with an ugly stick. My mama did not have to tie a bone around my neck when I was a kid so that the dog would play with me.

I just wasn't beautiful. Then I went on a diet. Married. Lost more weight. Tanned to a beautiful bronze. Dark brown straight hair hanging down to my waist. At a horse auction, I was at the concession stand getting a coke - you know, a Dr. Pepper - when I overheard in men's voices... "I think she's pretty." "Yeah. I do too." I never looked around. But on my way back to the building, I didn't see a single woman. Just me. Two men thought I was pretty. Well, three counting my husband but he's supposed to think that. Oh, wait. Four. Daddy.

I'm still not Raquel Welch gorgeous. Or Sophia Loren drop-dead gorgeous. My eyelids are droopy and are getting more so each and every year. My teeth are discolored from fluorosis and are crooked. But I am pretty. My hair is still dark brown and now that it is shorter I find that it is a tiny bit wavy. As long as I stay away from the sunroof in a car, the few gray hairs that I have do not look like a fiber-optic lamp. I am an optimist - my glass is always at least half full - and I almost always smile. I think and hope and pray that I am a nice person.

What led up to this...I knitted my first skull cap and was trying to get a photo of it. If you haven't tried turning the camera on yourself or attempted to take your picture in the mirror. GO TRY IT. It ain't easy! I took a pic...laughed...took another...laughed...took another...oh, there's Mama! I bet I took eight or ten photos. The pattern came from a very talented young lady: http://kodymayknits.blogspot.com/2006/11/bead-my-skull-cap.html

Finally decided to hang the cap on a lamp.

Oh, and here's the lamp. Isn't it a pretty?! The first Christmas after Jonathan's daddy died, that 12-year old boy (he turned 13 two days after Christmas) spent ALL of his Christmas and birthday money on me. I cried.

I collect Fenton Burmese. My mother was a Fenton dealer - hence the reason I could afford it to start with. I fussed at Mama for letting Jonathan spend all of his money. She said that she tried to talk him out of it - but, "He wanted to."

Merry Christmas

We are having an extremely quiet day. Just Sam and me until tomorrow. We shared our presents and have played with the goodies in our stockings - CDs. ;o)

In my home, it wouldn't be Christmas without fruitcake. Yep! I typed f r u i t c a k e. But, puleeze don't give me a store bought fruitcake with citron and candied orange peel. I don't even want the candied fruit that grocery stores stock for so-called fruitcakes. Yuck.

Mama tried for years to find a fruitcake like her mother made. She even purchased fruitcakes from Collin Street Bakery - reputed to have the best fruitcakes ever. After trying two or three years in a row, purchasing different fruitcakes from them, she gave up. The only person who would eat them - any of them - was Ron, my first husband. Shoot! He'd even eat the $1 fruitcakes I purchased (for him only) at Wal-Mart. That just proved he'd eat anything! Oh, except celery...until later when he discovered he liked it smeared with peanut butter...???!!!

One day Mama stumbled across her mother's fruitcake recipe in a stash of papers. Excitedly she gave it to me. "See what you can do with this." My grandmother used fruits she canned or fermented or whatever she did along with fresh fruit. Since I don't remember her fruitcake, I have no idea what it tasted like and just couldn't get close to what Mama remembered. So, I took my grandmother's recipe and made it mine.

It turned out soooo good! I researched how to patent a recipe. Well. You can not patent the list of ingredients. The only thing you can patent is the description of how to make that specific recipe. So...I have shared my Not Your Ordinary Fruitcake with several friends. Nora in Conroe Texas has entered it several times in a baking contest...she wins every year she enters it! (I entered it in Daingerfield Days this last October...did not even place!) It is also in the cookbook the Friends of the Daingerfield Public Libray compiled. To order your copy of Cooking With Friends, just look to the sidebar to the right of this post and click on the cookbook.

Not Your Ordinary Fruitcake
Inspired by Ruby Durham Sanford

1 large jar red Maraschino cherries, drained
1 medium jar green Maraschino cherries, drained
1 large can crushed pineapple, drained
1 small package orange slice candy, chopped
1 (1 lb.) package white raisins
1 (1 lb.) package dates
4 cups pecans, chopped
1 package Craisins
1 (14 oz.) package coconut
4 cups flour
2 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 pound butter
2 cups sugar
10 eggs

You are going to need a BIG container to mix this…I use a jelly kettle. Chop all fruit and nuts and mix together. Combine flour, baking powder, and soda; add to fruit and mix well. Cream butter and sugar until light and fluffy. Add eggs, one at a time, beating after each addition. Add first mixture and mix well. Bake in two greased tube cake pans at 250 degrees for 2 hour and 45 minutes to 3 hours. You can also bake this in four loaf pans.

The good thing about this recipe is that you can add something else! The Craisins are a recent addition. A short while back, Mama gave me a bag of dried tart cherries. And, man were they ever tart! We ate a few before I decided that I better seal them and put them in the freezer or they would be gone. When Mama handed me a bag of pecans (they are costly this year and I had decided not to spend that much money for nuts therefore not making the fruitcakes) I chopped the dried cherries and into the mix they went. I didn't put as many Maraschino cherries in this time but still worried about adding the Craisins and the dried cherries...concerned that the batter might be too dry. It's not. Especially if you sprinkle a bit of rum over the fruitcake and put the dome back over the cakeplate. ;o)

Look at this cutie! This photo is through the screen so it is not clear. I tried sneaking through the garage, but as soon as I eased my head around the corner, the whole lot of birds "flew the coop." The Mister was on the bird feeder while the Mrs. and some other little birds were on the ground.

Scrubs and Chocolate

Oops! Jonathan noticed that I didn't sew a chest pocket on his top. So it didn't get in the mail today. I did get the pocket and the also requested (and forgotten) loop for his name tag to clip on sewn on the top this afternoon. I made a note on the pattern directions to include both elements on the next top.

I made some truffles late this afternoon. I was still dipping when Jeopardy came on so didn't get to devote my full attention to the show. Oh, man! I'm nearly sick from licking the bowls when I got through. Yum!

I got the recipe with a printout at the grocery store.

Baker's Simply Sensational Truffles

2 1/2 pkgs (20 squares) Baker's semi-sweet chocolate, divided
1 pkg. (8 oz.) Philadelphia cream cheese, softened
Chopped nuts or colored sprinkles

Melt 8 chocolate squares. Beat cream cheese with mixer until creamy. Blend in melted chocolate. Refrigerate until firm.
Shape into 36 balls. (I got 33 with my little cookie scooper.) Place on waxed paper covered baking sheet. Melt remaining chocolate. Use fork to dip truffles, return to baking sheet. Decorate then refrigerate 1 hour.

I dropped them on silicon sheets on top of my granite kitchen island. For topping, I decided to top half with chopped almonds and the other half with chopped cashews. I didn't worry with refrigeration. The granite was cool enough that after we returned from supper, the candies were ready to plate.
Speaking of plate, don't you just love my serving dish?! It is English and was a gift from Mama a few years ago.

The Baker's chocolate package gives instructions for melting the chocolate in a microwave. Basically after the first minute, I checked it every 10 seconds stirring each time.

The recipe states that prep time is 15 minutes. LOL Maybe if you have two or three people doing this assembly line.

I purposefully did not get a photo of me licking my fingers to get every lucious drop of chocolate.

I made the paper pieced tablerunner a couple of years ago and nearly lost my religion in the process. If you were to look at the intersections, very few of them match. I do not like paper piecing and every time I attempt it, I swear I'll never do it again. On the other hand, don't you love the napkins?! The snowflakes designs were free from http://www.annthegran.com/ . I have never been disappointed with any of the designs from that website.

I got carried away with the gusset on my sock and made too many decrease rounds. Therefore, I had to frog-it. rippet rippet - about four or so rows. Sigh. Unknitting is not near as much fun as knitting.

In the meantime: Merry Christmas and may God bless each of you and your families.

I'm Sewing!

Surprise! It seems so long since I've even wanted to do much of anything in the sewing, quilting, even knitting areas. I am working on a second sock, but it is taking so long. I make one or two rounds and that's about all that I can handle at that time. I haven't made much headway since that beautiful heel turn (see a few posts below). The gusset is coming along...barely. I don't think I've touched it in two days now. Tomorrow...

...Today I made a scrub top for Jonathan. When I was quizzing him about fabrics, he said, "Classic cars." How about Route 66?!

Hopefully I can get it in the mail tomorrow. It may be a bit big...that can be handled...as long as it is not too small. Jonathan, let me know how it fits and be sure to send me the measurements on a pair of your best fitting scrub pants.