Monday, May 7, 2018

You Picked a Fine Time to Leave Me, Lucille

At Christmastime, I was gifted with a lovely box of goodies that included a spiral ham. I am the only one in the family who likes ham so it was not served for Christmas dinner. 

I decided to have a Christmas dinner for my sisters-in-law and a friend. I finally got around to it last Thursday. Yes, it was May 3. Pitiful.

I made a cherry glaze for the ham. It just sounded so good at Pinterest. It will go down in history as a major fail. 


What was I thinking?!

After not cooking much of anything for two years, it was an ambitious dinner. My menu: ham, baked potatoes, Olive Garden style salad, green bean casserole, creamed corn, Parker House rolls, and Refrigerator Sheet cake with ice cream.

Nothing went quite as planned. The ham was dry, the baked potatoes were steamed, the rolls did not rise properly, and the ice cream was soup. That's right. Soup! 

Apparently, the compressor on my fridge gave up the ghost. 

Now, instead of a lovely almond color Amana with a bottom freezer, I have an old-lady white Frigidaire with an everyday top freezer. I couldn't justify having anything more. 

Some days!

Monday, April 30, 2018

Forty

Someone in the family turned forty in the past week. How this is even possible simply staggers me, especially when the subject in question is a child of mine. I know that I am always talking about the passing of time, but not in such sweeps. 

Sam and Adam



The birthday boy called in a Jello Poke Cake with pudding frosting. He was kind enough to say that it lived up to his expectations. I had not made one in a quarter of a century. It lived up to mine as well. I think that there'll be a few more Poke Cakes in our future.



His sister got him the vintage t-shirt. Vintage? So soon? And I am still good enough to recognize that he is grinning because something is going on behind the scenes... What could it be?


Jake, is that your hand? 

Thanks for peeking in. Keeping comments closed for now.




Sunday, April 22, 2018

Good Morning

This morning, as I often do, I came looking in my blog for a recipe and a date and a photo. I was denied access. Always scary. When I finally got it straightened around, I decided to flip the switch from private to public after all these months. The issues causing the shut down of the blog are not one hundred per cent resolved though I am tempted to say, "bite me." Course, I never would. 

You may not find me here very often, but you can visit, if you choose. 

In a few days, I hope to have very good news indeed. Until then, keep looking up. 








Thursday, July 27, 2017

Decisions ~ Decisions

It's been a wonderful ten years of blogging. I began back there in 2007, a year before I married John. 

My grandsons were only 18 months old and six months old respectively.

I was younger, thinner, and far more attractive. Ha! I even wrote better then. 



Now it's a year beyond John's passing and so this blog has come full circle. You know where I'm going with this... I don't know when or even if I'll return to blogging, but this blog is old and so difficult to maintain; it's lumbering along like the dinosaur that it is. Besides, I've had more than my say; I have been so blessed. 

Last year, after John passed away, I felt that I would have to let the blog go because I was having trouble breathing without writing, too. I am glad that I carried on. I found that my blogging buddies were so very supportive and helpful...my own personal gathering of prayer warriors. Thank you to each and every one who has visited through the years. I could never understand why, but I am so glad that you did.

I don't believe in goodbyes so I will say so long for now.







Wednesday, July 26, 2017

#315 Hodge Podge Wednesday

From this Side of the Pond

1. We've reached edition number 315 here in the Wednesday Hodgepodge. So tell us, what were you doing at 3:15 yesterday? 




Napping on Monday (I wrote this post on Tuesday) But wait! Tuesday afternoon at 3:15 I was sewing slipcovers for the camp cushions. I feel better about myself already.


Is that typical? 


napping? no, but not an aberration either

sewing? no, ditto


On a scale of 1-10 (with 1 being low and 10 being high) what's your energy level usually like at 3:15 PM?


6


2. A frisbee, a tantrum, a towel, a party, a punch, or a curveball...which have you most recently thrown or had thrown at/for you? Elaborate.


Though I just threw a towel into the laundry, I would say that someone lobbed a curveball at me. No elaborating. ใƒƒ


3. What are three things that would help you right now. Tell us how or why.



a. wisdom to know proper direction
b. peace in decision making
c. better health


4. Do you think you're strong? 


not so very


Why or why not?


I don't feel strong 


What makes you strong?


My faith in The Lord is the Source of my hope in His strength, not my own.


5. Do you enjoy reading historical fiction?


no 


 What's your favorite book set sometime in the past?


Memoirs are my favorite historical genre.
Out of Africa by Isak Dineson (Karen Blixen's pen name) is a favorite.

๐Ÿ’•When you have a great and difficult task, something perhaps almost impossible, if you only work a little at a time, every day a little, suddenly the work will finish itself. ~Karen Blixen 

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๐Ÿ’•Difficult times have helped me to understand better than before how infinitely rich and beautiful life is in every way, and that so many things that one goes worrying about are of no importance whatsoever. ~ Karen Blixen

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๐Ÿ’•God made the world round so we would never be able to see too far down the road. ~Karen Blixen 


Let's see, what innocuous, inane thing can I chat about to disguise what I'd really like to chat about? The weather! Today we are back in sunshine and warmth after two rainy days with much lower temps...as low as the 50s.

Thank you for reading today and now I return you to Joyce and her friends ๐ŸŒนHERE. 


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Monday, July 24, 2017

Time Out

Gonna tell you a little story and all those who read my last post will understand perfectly.



This past weekend was spent helping my kids with their move. Adam and Michelle had so much wonderful help on Saturday, as many as six other couples all working together to get it done. There really wasn't much that I could offer so it was suggested that I could best help at the old address. Perfect. I had the place all to myself for a number of hours and got a few things accomplished.



Sunday morning, I returned to finish up a few of the things that I had noticed I could help with. I found Laurel looking things over and planning her course of action for the day. She said that she was starving and so we decided to go out for breakfast first. The most important thing you know!



We settled into a nook at our favorite hole in the wall and enjoyed a hearty breakfast. Laurel shared her week's trials with me. Life can be messy and challenging. She had my attention and I will pray that this week is better than last for her. 



When we got back to the car, I shared a few things on my heart...my week had also been messy and challenging. Then I heard a bit of a sigh and Laurel said, "Mom, I didn't have a headache when this conversation started."
Oh dear! ใƒƒ


I get the distinct sense that that's how I'm coming across here. Time-out corner for me again!๐Ÿ˜Œ 


Have a blessed week!



p.s. another rant coming on... I deeply resent morphing graphics like the white flower formerly used above that turns into a red flower with strange marks on it on my iPad. I took a closer look at what I first thought was a button with thread (old eyes) and learned this:

๐Ÿ’ฎ = Asian symbols meaning "brilliant homework." Really? Forget it. Not interested, which is why all those white flowers on PCs and red flowers on iPad have been changed to buttons from PicMonkey.

However, I did learn how to figure out what those symbols are...type them into an email, highlight them, and ask the iPad to speak them. Maybe that will give me something to do for a few hours...

Saturday, July 22, 2017

Light in The Forest


Spider Lilies and I feel a rant coming on...


The biggest news around here is that this is moving day for my son's family. The grands were wistful yesterday about sleeping at 78 for the last time.  Tonight, they'll be sleeping each in his own room at 92 for the very first time. It's a good thing.


See that dappled light through the trees? The homeowners began sawing down trees and now are in a major building project. I can't see exactly what they're doing but perhaps a garage or a pool or something big is happening over there.


[Okay, am I safely down the page to let it rip? I have seen the slop bucket all over Blogdom and it has been mighty annoying, but it really became personal this morning when all my "Love, Vees" turned into those disgusting graphics warning me that my signatures were being held hostage by said slop bucket and that I'd have to pay up. Nice try, Bozos, but I have zero intention of paying you anything, though I certainly did try to get my photos printed at your stupid site; it was impossible. I will remove every stinking one of  those signatures on all umpteen posts if it takes me the rest of my life or maybe I'll just wander off and delete this entire blog and be done with it. Way to go making so many so frustrated with you. Brilliant you definitely are not.]


Hope that you have not been adversely affected by this new policy. You may or may not see my new signature on posts, but when and if you do, it will be in John Hancock proportions. Ha!


P.S. This is what I'm huffing about, folks. If you don't know what I am talking about, you don't use buttons from other blogs on your favorite blogs page and you don't use a signature.



That's right! A mere $400 a year will give you a cute little signature at the end of your posts. Bugger that!


Thursday, July 20, 2017

๐Ÿ’› Moving


...Few things we can do in this world are so well worth doing as the making of a beautiful and happy home...

J.R. Miller


More pictures and fewer words = a perfect post for a Thursday. No need to comment either. ใƒƒ

~Arriving for an afternoon in the pool~
~Charming Neighbors' Home~
~The Afternoon Went Swimmingly~
~Sam observes; Jake swims; Cousin E swims~


~The Home I Once Loved~
The big move comes this weekend. In the meantime, small loads are being taken. The boys were very excited about their new home and backyard with a pool.
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Thanks for peeking in... Now scoot... Many blessings...




Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Of Grands and Grandparents Hodge Podge




1. Growing up, were you close to your grandparents? Tell us one or two specific things you remember about them.

Sadly both grandfathers were gone by the time I was three years old. Jack passed away before I was born and Vic while I was still a toddler.  

My memories of my dad's father are good ones. He gave excellent horsey rides, carried butterscotch candies about in his pockets and, even if his wool pants were itchy on my bare legs, I loved sitting on his lap. He also smelled like the outdoors.

My dad's mother was a busy homemaker during my early years. She made the best Hermits and wonderful doughnuts.  She single-handedly kept me in underwear throughout childhood. This was not appreciated so well then, but it makes me smile to remember now.  I am always trying to perfect Hermits, which I can not make near so well as hers. 

Though my maternal grandfather passed away before I was born, he was immortalized by the vivid memories my mother and grandmother shared of him. I was often told that I looked like him. I felt as if I knew him.

My maternal grandmother probably had the most influence on me. She is the Nan oft spoken of in this blog who was given into John's and my care in her final year. Our connection lasted for a very long time. I play the piano because she did and I like to read because she did and I like the ocean because she did...


2. What's an item you were attached to as a child? What happened to it?

My dolls and books. What do you mean what happened to it?! They are all still with me. 

Speaking of which, I own many things that belonged to each of my grandparents. I keep telling you that I live in a museum. 


3. When you look out your window, do you see the forest or the trees (literally and figuratively)? Explain.




Jungle comes more to mind... 


4. Do you like sour candies? 

No


Which of the 'sour' foods listed below would you say is your favorite?

grapefruit, Greek yogurt, tart cherries, lemons, limes, sauerkraut, buttermilk, or kumquats 

Grapefruit served with maple syrup

Have you ever eaten a kumquat? 

not if I knew it


5. July 1st marked the mid point of 2017. In fifteen words or less, tell us how it's going so far.

Trusting for better days ahead...


6. Insert your own random thought here.


I must scoot today because I have the grands for the morning and as long as they'll have me.  I think that I'll share this video with them because yesterday, right in the middle of all that is going on at their house, they said goodbye to their beloved pug Bazil.

~2015~


 They've known Bazil all their lives. I don't know if dogs go to Heaven, but I know that Jesus will return on a white horse so there are animals there. The bit about the lion lying down with the lamb is from the Millennial reign so I am slightly confused. Anyway, I know that I can trust God with these deep questions of life. 
From this Side of the Pond
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Thanks for reading today! I'll be by to visit this afternoon and evening.

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Pleasant Summer Weekend

There is a reverence in small children for delicate things.

~ Abbie from Abbie's Place



 

 Of course, my grandson Sam is not a small child anymore, though he still finds things that intrigue him. This is a perfect three-pronged maple seed all on one stem. I had never seen one before. Perhaps it's like finding a four-leaf clover.☺



As you can see, Sam is doing well. He enjoyed time at a friend's pool on Sunday afternoon with his brother, dad, and auntie. He's pondering leaving behind his first childhood home so has preferred sticking closer to 
home where he knows all the best places to 
play — the secret nooks and crannies.


My daughter-in-law's most recent doctor appointment went well. The arm is healing and staples were removed...ouch! Her tendency now that she is feeling better and stronger is to overdo it. This is understandable given that they will begin moving this week. Again, thank you for all the prayers.

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Saturday, my daughter and I ate lunch out dockside. It is always very pleasant to have a lakeside view. We even saw loons.






 A similar photo was shared on Instagram. Some wondered if I were on a trip. No, this location is just six miles and nine minutes from home. Instagram...so conflicted about that place. I don't feel that I have much to offer. Photos are not my thing; words are. Thanks to Laurel for taking all the photos above. I was in both places without a camera as per usual. I am not so good at blogging either. ใƒƒ


Also spent some weekend time in the garden...having trouble with a pest...a big dope. She is chomping on my last nerve.



These Coral Bells have escaped the doe who is chowing down on most other things, including bee balm that deer are not supposed to like. Coral bells are also known as Heucheras, but I seldom remember how to pronounce them. Who'-cur-ah is close (hard ch as in ch in chorus...thank you, A Beka). This is an official syllable breakdown: [hyoo-ker-uh].
I used to pronounce them "wahcheras." Ha!
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Thanks for reading...a pleasant summer week to you.


I collect quotes; some of the finest are said by bloggers. I have asked for permission to gather them in. Don't be surprised if I ask you! Alas, this Abbie no longer blogs. 

Sunday, July 16, 2017

We Are Not in Charge

A blessed Sunday to you...


Saturday, July 15, 2017

Time for Some Pretty Pictures


Thank you for all the lovely comments on my last post. I very much appreciate the prayers for my family. You are the best!
















































White Ash





All taken on a walk through my favorite local garden...

Look and scoot... 
Have a wonderful weekend...

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