Sunday, December 4, 2011

Thanksgiving

This year I am thankful that I have seen all my sibs in 2011.

I love how we continue to familate (i just made that up, but it works) as adults... no easy feat given the many years and miles we span.  Yay, us!  5 of the big 6 were together at Thanksgiving, and I took the week off for visiting and cooking.

The day before the big event, BigBrother S was witness to and participant in the annual pie production.  Those design classes at Rolla really paid off, as this is where engineering meets art:

Bourbon Pecan 

Speaking of engineering, I could've used some structural support to hold together the gluten-free pastry for the next pie.  After much trouble (and some profanity) I carefully transferred the rolled and cut pieces outside to chill before weaving.  When I went to retrieve it later, I found this:

Apparently Ollie is now gluten-free

(Note to self:  get taller cooling rack) Back to the drawing board...

Strawberry Rhubarb take two

Turkey Central was not only host to Thanksgiving dinner; it was also the happy recipient of the Sib Service Brigade who performed surgery on my deck and gutters.  Here is the doctor and his first assist before the big procedure:





Later that day...

Shoulder surgery, Shmoulder surgery!



Barkeep and patron







And then we were ready for dinner:








It really does take a village...the boys washed all the china, silver, and crystal by hand at the end of the night.


our grandmother's wedding china, some 90+ years old


Oops...forgot the wishbone




Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!






Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Peanut Butter comes...

...to all those that endure The Bath


Just our way of saying, (now it will be a) "Happy Thanksgiving".

Looking forward to filling the hen house with many of the Roosters.
xxox

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Answer Me This..

What could possibly merit fireworks on a Tues night in the middle of June???



Having supersonic hearing is not all it's cracked up to be.


Friday, June 10, 2011

Proud Mama

Hello, baby 'matoes



I think they favor their father...




Sunday, June 5, 2011

Give Me a Sign

I was trolling my local Antique Mall when my heart quickened and palms got sweaty...  Classic signs of Ihavetohavethis (Latin for, Aquireopathy)


Having had a white horse for 15 years there was just no question.

I pulled it out and saw on the back hints of another pony peeking out below the reinforcing boards.  15 minutes later I was home with tools in hand prying up rusty nails and boards singing, "Wild Fire"  (OK- not really but go with it)



This white horse gets it's "paint" look from an old varnish that is amber and crackly...I rather like it.

I have no official information about the sign (other than I officially like it).

A search on the interwebs found that "The White Horse" was a pub situated in E. London and established in 1780.  The pub closed in 1969 but had belonged to the Colchester Brewing Company passing to IND Coope in the 1930s.

I'm getting thirsty....

Friday, June 3, 2011