Win Some, Lose Some

13 Aug

We have been on a low-carb diet for several weeks but we had a birthday party at church yesterday, and there was no way to avoid falling off the wagon. When we make Mac and Cheese we add some cauliflower to the pasta to help cut down on the amount of starch. I had a lovely head of cauliflower, so I decided to simply cook all of it and pour the chees sauce over it instead of using any pasta at all. Essentially a huge bowl of cauliflower au gratin.

It didn’t work out quite the way I expected. It was so soupy we had to eat it with a spoon. It was that or pour it over a slice of bread, which pretty much defeated the purpose.  I guess I can just put it in the blender and call it Cream of Cauliflower Soup.


One Thing Leads to Another

10 Aug

This morning, The Squire mentioned that the door between the kitchen and the utility room was covered with finger prints. He went to get the Mr. Clean, and I looked for a scrub brush. Before the dust settled, we had scrubbed both sides of that door, removed the cat flap, scoured it, and replaced it. We washed both sides of all the windows, and  I washed the curtains and we rehung them.  Before lunch, no less.

Don’t be surprised if it snows tomorrow.


7 Aug

There is a doggie day care center up the road from us, which really looks very interesting. The dogs are allowed to mingle is large, fenced off areas, with kiddie pools and toys, running and romping with each other. We are going on vacation soon and I thought perhaps Blazer might enjoy this sort of thing instead of the place where we usually board him.


They want a “trial day” first, which seems perfectly logical. Blazer has never been around other dogs to any great extent, and I was going to ask about bringing him up for a few hours, any way. However – that trial day costs $47.50, and if it works out we get a 10% discount on the next three visits.

Which cost $55 each.

I don’t think so. Blazer can do his socializing at the local park – for free.


6 Aug

Many years ago, The Squire gave me the American Girl doll, Felicity, for Christmas.  She has red hair and green eyes, as does your truly,  and I named her Kathleen. (Our middle daughter has Kathleen as her middle name.) According to American Girl, Felicity-Kathleen grew up during the American Revolution, which is the era I teach, and I used her as a prop for costumes and such.

A while back, AG came out with a boy doll, but oh, my! he is expensive. Well, everything that comes from AG is pricey, but the dolls are well made and well researched and all that jazz, but I just couldn’t see spending the money on a doll I really didn’t need.

So – cut to another scenario. I was looking for a Heidi Ott dollhouse doll, which are fully articulated, including the knees, elbows, and wrists.  Alas, the 1:12 dolls are not currently available. BUT – there were several 18-inch dolls, including a handsome young fellow named Benjamin, who came to live at our house as fast as the postman could manage it. He got a hair cut, and an Amish friend made him some new clothes. I gave him a dime to put in his pocket, and of course, he immediately had to go spend it on candy bars and ice cream.




Any ID?

4 Aug


Itsy Bitsy Spiders

2 Aug


OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAWhen I sent out to feed the foxes last night I spied what I first thought was a bunch of odd, grey flowers in the grass.  I reached down to brush it, as it looked soft and fuzzy.

It was a spider’s nest, full to overflowing with the tiniest baby spiders I’ve ever seen. Each of the pinpoints in that photo is a tiny spider. We’ve all seen those round beigey egg sacks, caught in webs in corners or under window sills. This is the first time I’ve ever witnessed what happens when they burst open.  (To be honest, if I find them indoors I vacuum them up immediately.)

After I got my camera, I just left them alone.  I know spiders are the Good Guys in the insect world, so they don’t bother me one bit. However, The Squire can go into an arachni-leptic fit if he sees a spider, and there’s no point in upsetting the poor man. Honestly . . .

Little by Little

1 Aug

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAThe original part of our house was built around 1935, and judging from the size of the oak trees that grace our back yard, they were planted about the same time.  Which means that they are about at the end of their lives.

The violent storms we’ve had over the last couple of days have brought down some huge dead branches, as well as a lot of little stuff. Some of the branches that fell were large enough to do some serious harm if they had hit either of us.  There’s a lot more dead wood up there, but a lot of green as well, so we shall see. Besides, where will I string my clothesline?

The thought of cutting down those huge trees is heartbreaking. They will leave such a huge hole against the sky!