1939 Saturday Evening Post

Visiting Nan yesterday afternoon, I noticed this old magazine and, after chuckling my way through it, requested permission to borrow it so that my readers might have a few chuckles, too. Nan's parting words, "Okay, but I want it back!" Not surprising since she's been saving it since she was thirty years old. She's too cute.




Here's the back cover...


Now doesn't that just sound appetizing filling one's tummy up with a bunch of air?




Hmmm, oatmeal never did that for me!



Isn't this ad for Cornflakes bright and cheery?



A fairly straightforward approach in advertising. Ha!



Hmmm, a bread diet never did that for me!



Eat all the hot dogs you want?!!! Oh boy!



Right, just what I've always wanted to do.



Ominous and disturbing...




I want this fridge! I'm not kidding! I love it!


I've saved the best one for last. This one had me laughing so much that my grandmother was worried about me. Maybe I was just tired.


Socially acceptable? Hahahahahahaha...


Have a great Friday and thank you for not reminding me that yesterday was Thursday when I told ya'll to have a good Wednesday. I love Bloggers!

Tagged

I have been tagged by both Nanatrish and A Woman Who Is to share 6 small/unspectacular quirks about myself and to tag 6 others. If you're reading today and would like to play along, please consider yourself tagged. Then please let me know so that I can visit and read your responses!

Okay then, here are mine:

1. This doesn't strike me as particularly quirky, but my groom finds it unusual. I usually pick up dropped items with my toes.

2. I refuse to mow my lawn in neat, tidy rows. There's always some sort of undulating pattern going on.

3. My hair is looking mighty unusual these days.

4. Clothes are not kept in closets around here. They are hung up in the laundry room. The laundry room is also used as a dressing room of sorts.

5. Apparently, I've given up television as I haven't watched more than an hour or two in four months.

6. We drive a mile and a quarter to the cemetery to walk a mile and a quarter and then we drive back.

7. We have been known to drive into an ice cream shop while still holding the cone from the last ice cream shop a few miles up the road.

8. I've fed my groom slop/goop almost every day since we married.

9. I'm partial to flip-flops as footwear. I wear them right through the year. (See item #1.)

10. Rosemary (the plant) gets many caresses from me every day.

11. I'm worried about the tree across the street falling on a pedestrian or on my roof, but I won't call the town about it.

12. Variety is very important to me in meals and decorating. (Don't look at item #8.)

There! That's six for Nana Trish and six for A Woman Who Is. Thanks, Gals, for tagging me. :D

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Now I'm off to make those Apple Bars from Mennonite Girls Can Cook (and how!).

Have a great Wednesday, Everyone!

Take Two of Raspberry Clafouti and Molasses Crisps

Goodness, what is Blogger doing to my pictures? I mean, it was bad enough when we were eating the goods, but they must be fantastic to have Blogger eating the mere images. ;>

Anyway, here's yet another photo and I'll toss in the Molasses Crisps recipe for good measure even though no one has asked. :D



Molasses Crisps

Ingredients:

* 1 cup butter
* 1½ cup sugar
* 1 egg
* 1 egg yolk
* ¾ tsp salt
* 2 cups flour
* 1 to 2 tsp powdered ginger based on preference
* 1 tsp baking powder
* 1/3 cup molasses

Method:

Cream butter (room temp) and sugar for 2 minutes and no longer. Add 1 egg and 1 egg yolk, and salt.

Whisk together flour, powdered ginger, and 1 tsp baking powder. Add alternately to creamed mixture with molasses.

Roll into balls and roll in coarse sanding sugar (regular also works).

Bake at 350° for 12 minutes. (Do not overbake as these are a crispy on the outside and chewy on the inside cookie.) Allow to cool for 5 minutes before removing to racks.

For those of you who are even thinking about clafouti, don't hesitate. It's so quick and easy to make and the results are wonderful.

Clafouti and Crisps

It's chilly in the evenings lately. Heck, it's chilly in the daytime. But we are tough. We are strong. We don't need warmth. We don't need oil...yet.

Course we like warmth. I do anyway. So when I refuse to turn the furnace on, I often resort to turning the oven on instead. This means that one has to bake things...several things.

Tonight was no exception...raspberry clafouti and molasses crisps...hmmmm, what lovely aromas. What delicious flavors. That raspberry clafouti is exceptional and I can prove it. (You can find out information about the recipe right here.)

In this photo the clafouti is pretty much intact...

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Here not so much...

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Not so many molasses crisps left either. Sigh. This autumnal eating must be curbed stat. (If anyone is interested, I'll add the Molasses Crisps recipe later.)

Have a great Wednesday!

Echoes of Designing for Your Life

Well golly gee, I told Kari and Kijsa that there was no way that I could play with the big gals by participating in their Designing for Your Life post. I mean, really, play with the grown-ups who know how to pull a room together with style and class? But today, I want to play. I soooooo want to play and I'm going to play and that's all there is to it! (See the levels of humiliation that I am willing to go through for visitors?)

Okay, some time ago now, I concluded that my style is "New England" through and through. Plus I live on the edge of a small forest as you have by now seen and heard and I mean "on the edge." Plus the new space has some peculiar angles that were necessary for the correct pitch of the roof and to accomodate the request for higher ceilings. We were tired of that closed in feeling that, while cozy enough, can make one feel claustrophobic.

My daughter told me that I needed trees for that high awkward spot so I requested trees.



They arrived with all their foliage, which sent me into a flurry of leaf plucking making my backyard look as if Hurricane Ike had been through. I learned a lot about maple leaves and beech leaves while plucking them last night, but I'll save that for another time.



And here the trees are in their new home. (ETA: This is really a work in progress. My hope is to hang photos of family members there. Then, perhaps, it won't look quite so much as if the chair is wearing antlers. :D)



Ruthann of Warm Pie, Happy Home had a great tip about using coffee grounds (new) in candles, which I have used and like, but I also had need of covering up the wire stem of these fake posies so I used her idea there, too.



Hmmm, how about up close?



(Yup, all you discerning readers, I changed the photo for a better look.)

Then, after the window washing of yesterday, I placed my tired Rosemary there on an inverted bowl for height and just placed a fall garland around it.



Sometimes the simplest things make me happy. This little screen door decoration for a few dollars from the Christmas Tree Shop makes me happy. I grin every time that I get to take it out and display it. People seem to enjoy it and I get a lot of comments on it including one from my father who rarely notices such things.



Visit Kari and Kijsa and perhaps, after seeing my humble efforts, you'll feel like playing, too. I hope so!

Window Washing and Traction

This morning, after a blueberry pancake breakfast, we (I) decided that the bay window needed to be washed. John says that "we" decided this having a week of spare time to devote to it. Wry grin.

Can I just say that Pella windows stink? They may look beautiful, but they are so poorly designed that the average housewife would n.e.v.e.r. be able to operate them to clean them herself. So, if you are considering new windows, may I suggest Harvey ones? I love my Harvey windows!



Back to the Pella bay — see all those microfiber cleaning cloths? See the toolbox? Why would one need a toolbox to clean windows? Exactly! One should not need a toolbox to clean a window, Pella People!

So the morning begun so beautifully with devotions and blueberry pancakes has become funked up with the blue air of my fussing and fuming. Gentle groom is discouraged, but not utterly downcast. That would be moi.

Yup, it's enough to give one a pain in the neck. If I need traction, though, I know where to find some. John's interfacet injections didn't work so the doctor suggested traction twice a day. So far that seems to have worked the best.

Oh, for those who worried when John's picture was removed from below the Schmoopy Playlist...John hated that picture. He always complained that it looked as if he were sleeping. Sigh. I loved seeing it. It's okay, though. I've found another that I like pretty well.



;D

Hope that you are having a far better start to your week than I!

Is There Any Seed Left in the Barn?

Is there yet any seed left in the barn? Until now, the vine and the fig tree, the pomegranate and the olive tree have not borne fruit. "'From this day on I will bless you.'" ~Haggai 2:19

Last week, Kari and Kijsa shared the verse from Hosea 10:12 about plowing the fallow ground. I've thought and prayed about that all week. I believe that many of us need to look for those areas where God has gifted us, yet we've allowed those gifts to lie in unplowed fields. Let's not leave all our seed in the barn!

A blessed Sunday to you and yours...

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