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Saturday, November 17, 2018


I went to a food bank Saturday and got some good things.

gal milk
can of strawberries
3 pieces Halloween candy--Twix, Baby Ruth, Butterfinger
mac n cheese
yellow cake mix
baked beans
can green beans
can corn
peanut butter

There must be about 10 other things that I did not have to bring in and that I did not even look at.

Then, I went to Farmer's Market and found sandwich bags of shelled pecan halves for $5. Squeal! This is a good price. The bags were stuffed full. In order to have pecans for a long time, I ration them and only eat four halves each day. However, I do want to make a pecan pie. I have Karo syrup and eggs. I just need a pie shell.  NO. I am not making a crust!

When I have had pecans in the shell, Tommy refused to shell pecans, saying he would not shell them for me since he did not like pecans. Grrr! Today, I told him I had pecans and would he like some. He does not know they are shelled. He said he did not like pecans much but he would take two. When he figures out they are shelled, I'll bet he wants more than two.

Funny story--a friend who had gotten a divorce asked me if I knew how to make a pecan pie. He had a huge bag of pecans in the shell. I did know. I bought pie crust and Karo. He reimbursed me. When we were discussing the pie, he told me he had all these pecans, and he and teen son wanted a pecan pie. So, I could shell the pecans. I refused. He begged. I told him what kind of Karo and what kind of crust to buy and they could make it themselves as the recipe was on the bottle. So, they relented and shelled the pecans in order to have me make it. I am not a fool! I laughed through the discussion and negotiations.

At the Dollar General Market, turkey breasts are $0.95/lb., limit one. Later, I will go there.

Right now, I need a nap. I awoke at two am and could not sleep at all and had to leave early this morning.

Okay, it is two hours later, and I cannot sleep because my stomach hurts.

Have you started baking yet? I have everything for pumpkin, mincemeat, and pecan pies, but I may not make any of these before Thanksgiving. What are you baking?

Friday, November 16, 2018

"God is Punishing the People of California with Fire!"

That is exactly what he said. I really don't like this guy. The mood he put me in tonight has caused me to resolve to never talk with him again. My Happy Trip to the Dollar Tree was ruined! Jerk!

He interrupted my telling him about a thumb that does not work from the accident to tell me god was  punishing me. I said, "OH, he is paying that much attention to me when people in CA are dying. So, he said god was punishing the people of CA. I went a tiny bit ballistic. Ok, just and oxymoron.

I then told him I am not into that kind of mumbo jumbo or something like that. And, that I am sure many of them were praying as they burned. That was when he reiterated his belief God was punishing them.

Last time I talked with him, he got very angry and frightened me by saying how I should not be "dating all those guys on the internet." Oh, I was giving him a ride because for some reason he does not own a car or drive. I imagine his license was taken from him. Someone solicited a ride from me for him. But, after the rage he showed, he will never get in my car again.

So, just pleasantries on the sidewalk,  and I obviously invited him into my mind and I started shaking with anger. NO MORE! My gaze will go right through him as though he did not exist.

Do you have a nut in your life that you must or should avoid?

Snow in Alabama

Thursday morning, I awoke at 3 am after 4 hours of sleep, maybe less. Tommy had told me to look for snow while I assured him there would be no snow. Well, it did snow but not much. At 8:30 he excitedly asked me if I got snow.

It appears he had a dusting and a little more that was still on the ground at his house. At 11:30 I looked out and yessiree, there was snow, just a bit. But, SNOW! This is the earliest snow in a long time--forgot how long. I have never seen snow before Thanksgiving.

I wonder if the French Toast People got all the bread, milk, and eggs. I was going shopping Thursday afternoon, but I needed sleep! It is almost 1 am. I was going to go shopping, but I feel sleepy again...uh.  I slept from 5 pm until midnight.

That pot is ruined! I bought a new one, but may return it. My cast iron is too heavy for me to lift, and this one is equally heavy.

One package of chicken is cooked and in the freezer. Now, the other goes into the oven with seasoning--Maple Apple something, I think. The sprinkled seasoning is for beef, but is great on chicken.

There are cheap turkey breasts in one store, so I need to get out early for that and all the other specials that I need.

It is about 23F degrees right now, but the house is too warm. How is your weather?

Wednesday, November 14, 2018

Thanksgiving Fails

This is not about food failures or the stove burning out. This post is about the most basic elements of Thanksgiving--food, food not present.

If I have turkey, dressing, gravy, and cranberry sauce, the other food does not matter. I can have green beans or Brussel's sprouts; white potatoes or sweet potatoes; jellied or whole cranberry sauce. Just give me the basics I require and the rest of the menu is your choice.

One year about 35 years ago, a friend new to the town invited me to Thanksgiving dinner. Her husband was the head of the Walmart Distribution Center and they were fresh from Arkansas.

She said not to bring anything, just come. But, I brought a pumpkin pie. She said to come about 11 am, so I figured we would eat around noon or maybe as late as 2 pm. Well, the turkey was barely thawed and was not ready to go in the oven when I arrived.

When she finally got it in the oven, she proceeded to baste it. She would open the oven door and fiddle around trying to find potholders. She slowly basted and let the door hang open as she talked. I was so frustrated. She assured me she always basted, and no, leaving the door opened did not matter since she left it on.

I was sick with hunger. Husband was drunk. Finally, the two of us sat and ate around 4 pm.. He might have, too. Then, the worst thing happened--no cranberry sauce of any kind. It turns out they did not like cranberry sauce. They also did not like gravy. So, I gagged it all down, reminding myself to either ask about cranberry sauce and offer to bring some next time I was invited out.

As it turns out, some people do not serve turkey on Thanksgiving, and I can live with that. But, don't tease me.  Have you ever gone to Thanksgiving dinner and discovered one of the basics was missing?

It turned out as the years passed I discovered people who do not serve either cranberry sauce or gravy. What kind of world is that? What kind of bad person am I to have simple expectations? Will I have to resort to carrying a can of cranberry sauce in my purse?

Tuesday, November 13, 2018

Armistice Day and Weather

Well, that is what I called it until it was changed. As a matter of fact, it was called Armistice Day even after that by some people.

My brother, Gary, was born exactly 14 months after I was, so November 11 was always a "remembrance" for all of us, a day to celebrate. Since he died on 12-12-2001, Nov. 11 will forever be tinged with sadness since I lost my brother so young--52.

My mother was also a veteran, a WAC, making it a double meaning for me that day.

Weather reporters said we would have no sun until Friday. Plus, the continual rain is depressing. The temps are 10F degrees below normal for this time of the year. I am not happy about this. It should be in mid 60s here, so at least give me sun.

I don't know if anyone remembers when I washed my two coats with Kleenex or napkins in the pockets. But, I had fine tissue all over the house. I finally got sick of that and stuffed both into a plastic bag and threw the bag into the laundry room. All summer, I told myself that tomorrow I would take them outside to shake them.

As often happens, "tomorrow" never comes. But, finally, I needed these due to the chill. These coats are long, halfway down my thigh and dressy looking. They are one layer and appear to be a nylon waterproof jacket. Not so. Water goes right through them and I am soaked. However, even a light sweater keeps me warm if there is no precipitation. The jackets are windproof!

Saturday, I took the plastic bag to the porch, took the jackets out and shook them over the side. Big Mistake! I now had white pieces all over the porch, steps, ground and me. So, I stepped down to last step and shook more. This is the kind of exercise that has no end. So, I brought both in to put in the washing machine but just laid them down to cut more tissue that had attached itself to the inner facing. What a nightmare.

An insult--one day a year of so ago, a woman I know said to me as we met, "Oh, I see that shiny coats are back in style." I was stunned as she looked me up and down. "I have no idea. This coat is about 20 years old, so I guess I AM just out of style." Then, I walked away. Can you believe her gall?

By the way, I still wear the coats!

Monday, November 12, 2018

Hilarious Animal Video.

This is so funny!  This video is really loud, so you may want to save this for home if you are in an office or someone in your home is sleeping. I love this so much. It helped my SAD.

I have been feeling so awful for a week. So, this is it.

Sunday, November 11, 2018

SAD and Free Things Last Week and Onions

Sunday was mid 50s and damp feeling and sunless. I was not comfortable at all. The lack of light greatly affects me, more so lately.

Last week, I saw a shelf full of free books. I chose a Dean Koontz book, not knowing anything about the author or book. I have heard of him, but I don't remember what. I read fourteen pages and have not picked it up since. It is in the car, so I may read it there when I have a few moments to waste. 

I planted twenty yellow onions Sunday. Thinking I could just pull out the weeds from the pot of bought soil, I did not wear gloves. I ended up with dirt under my fingernails as I had to put my hand in the dirt and pull out the roots. This pot has the free iris given to me. Now, it has onions, too. I hope onions and iris are compatible. I don't mind my hands being dirty, but I hate dirt packed under my nails.

The bag said these onions are to be planted during the fall for a head start on spring vegetables, but people tell me I should not plant now, to wait until spring. So, I have another 100 onions to plant somewhere.

At the lunch this week, I was talking to the woman who gave me the succulent, asking her about it. As we left she asked me if I liked to read. I assured her I did as she opened her purse to half a dozen books. When she asked if I like romance or mystery, I assured her that I like anything other than romance. I received Debbie Macomber's  "The Trouble with Angels."  I may not read this and give it back to her. 

Then, she asked me if had gotten cards as she shuffled though a bunch of cards in sandwich bags lying on a table. No, I had not, so I brought home four Christmas cards that someone had left for us to take home. 

So, now I have a bag of four cards, a ham and cheese sandwich from lunch, and two books. I ate the sandwich, will use the Christmas cards, and may dump the books!

My ear has been hurting all week. Doctor said nothing was wrong with it. ??? I suppose it could be a tooth, but I have been pecking the tooth--nothing. Plus, the other ear is starting to hurt.

Why are free books always boring or horrid books? Have you ever planted onions?--the little tiny onions?