My Friend Diane

It’s been a rough week culminating with a final day of being a junior citizen. I’ll let you figure that out. I hate connecting the dots. 

Anyway, by Friday, after having been sick for most of January with the head cold from #ell and then coming down with a chest cold last Sunday, I was finally crying Uncle. The kittens’ mewing was keeping me awake all night and wouldn’t even give me peace for dozing during the day. Those of you who have ever had bronchitis or pneumonia know what I am talking about. 

My nurse practitioner squeezed me into a busy day and by evening I had my diagnosis and my prescriptions. My sister had just happened to stop in that morning and would not go home. ☺ She changed my bed and did my dishes and drove me to the clinic and to the pharmacy. She was a godsend. I was laughing in the morning when she told me that I couldn’t drive myself to the clinic because I couldn’t walk a straight line, but as the day wore on and I had grown more weary and ill, I was grateful that she didn’t obey orders.  Sometimes a gal needs a sister! 

While I was laid low, I spent time visiting my online friends. I noted that I had somehow missed visiting my friend Lavender Dreamer and clicked onto her site. Boy! Was I in for a shock. Her blog had been removed! 

It didn’t take long to be in touch with Diane and to learn that she had not taken her blog down rather a bot had. For further information, please click on *Diane’s new site.* The scary thing is that, if this can happen to Diane’s blog, it can happen to mine or to yours. 

Things like this make me think about backing up my blog, which is on the same tab with deleting my blog. Hmmmm, wonder why blogger planned it that way. My blog was last backed up in 2016. Now I am trying to decide which dozen posts best represent my haven. I think I should upload them to Shutterfly or something. One never knows...

As I told Diane: you chat about walks in the park and wildlife, books, and dolls, and crafting and sewing... It just occurred to me that Diane has been telling me to enjoy my life and remember to play for many years now. Why, goodness, Shirley and Tammy wouldn’t have a stitch of clothes if it weren’t for Diane! 

I pray that things are set right so that all the hard work Diane has put into her blog through the years does not go away in the blink of an eye. Lavender Dreamer and Mr. Lavender Dreamer are on the case and I certainly hope that they prevail. Otherwise, it just isn't fair.

Put On Love

Put on then, as God's chosen ones, holy and beloved, compassionate hearts, kindness, humility, meekness, and patience, bearing with one another and, if one has a complaint against another, forgiving each other; as the Lord has forgiven you, so you also must forgive. And above all these put on love, which binds everything together in perfect harmony. And let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, to which indeed you were called in one body. And be thankful. Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly, teaching and admonishing one another in all wisdom, singing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, with thankfulness in your hearts to God. And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him. 

Colossians 3:12-17 English Standard Version 

Thank you for stopping by and thank you for all the love through the years. I am closing comments so that you may scoot and spread the love. 

Mrs. Allen

I know where my darling is today and now I know where he was 

on October 1, 2008 at 12:13 pm thanks to his purchasing this book for a mere fifty-one cents.

But this is not all about John; this is about the woman who was called "The Nation's Homemaker." 

Her name was Ida Bailey Allen (1885–1973). She was a prolific cookbook author, writing over 50, and she wrote a column for Good Housekeeping where she also served as an editor. Her accomplishments were many and you may read more about them with a simple online search as I did. Other bloggers have done posts and Wikipedia also has good information.

I am going to allow this book and Mrs. Allen speak for herself with the following pictures.

She could not have been a perfectionist allowing her signature to be published that way. (I am not one either...don't you think my thumbnail looks odd? That's because I had a snagging event that resulted in my using a lot of fingernail polish to weld it all back together again.) 

Many interesting recipes appear in this book first published in 1924. Thought you might especially enjoy making Popcorn Pudding. 😉 Lest I tease too much...have you ever eaten this concoction? Heard of it?

Pronounce it correctly or "they'll" know that you aren't from there!

This was a fun description of Mrs. Allen's first encounter with a microphone.

 

Does the Pioneer Woman or the Mennonite Girls Can Cook crowd know to include household tips in their cookbooks, hmmmm? After all, we really do need to know how to keep the staff looking presentable.

Honestly, if you want a few hours of fun reading, this book is highly recommended. You probably can find any one of a number of Ida's books at your local flea market. 

Edited to Add: There is an important update below on my post of January 23. Sam will be happy if you check it out.ッ