You won't believe this, "It is Tuesday night again already" Would someone please throw me a ladder so I can get out of this big hole I seem to be in. Every time I turn around it is Tuesday, for petty sakes isn't there any other day in the week besides Tuesday? What ever happened to Friday night? I remember going out with the girls on Friday nights but there are no more Fridays, it is like Ground Hog Day, it's always Tuesday..........I am always going to start a project on Thursday morning, but before I can get started that dang Tuesday rears its head up and there you go, another week down a big dark hole.
Well tomorrow I do get to do something a little different, I get to go to the doctor for a yearly check-up. Oh it isn't going to be a pleasant experience, you see I have to go to a new doctor since my doctor decided to leave the country. There is a story, but I don't want to share it because it is to sad and to personal for her. So out of respect for my favorite doctor in all the world I won't be sharing anything about all that.
Anyway I have to go in and have the whole check-up thing done, that means there will be no sleeping in, no sitting around enjoying a cup of coffee with the husband. When my feet hit the floor they will be running.
I was thinking about this thing called a mammogram today, you know how they put you in this torture machine and then proceed to flatten you out like a pancake and tell you not to breathe?
Who the heck can take a breath when your being tortured like that? Last time they did that to me they had me standing on my toes, they had the machine so high. I think the last woman that was flattened had to have been six feet tall and then in I walk at only five feet. I couldn't think, not only was I standing on my big toes and was worried about them breaking under all the pressure but I was being squeezed so hard the blood stopped running to my brain.
By the way, as they are telling you to stop breathing they are walking behind this glass wall that protects them. I had a little to much time on my hands today and my imagination kinda ran away with me and this is what I was thinking. I think the real reason for that glass wall is so when we explode they won't get hit with fly body parts. I just want to know how in the world do they get something so big to go so flat.
UPDATE:
I went to this new doctor today, he was pretty nice and well kinda cute. His name doesn't matter but what does matter is that he is young and won't be retiring before I am ready to retire from being stuck, pressed, poked and whatever else they can think of to do to us poor women. I don't know why we, the women, have to go through all of it, I mean all you men have to do is bend over.
So the mammogram happened today, my poor sisters didn't think they would ever be round again. Those girls just hung around flat most of the day until they got their shape back.
So Thursday is just a few hours away and I think I am ready for it, you see I am already excited about baking what will be desserts for the day. A coconut and a chocolate cream pie are in the plans and so is a carrot cake. I make cinnamon rolls every morning so they are always coming out of the oven anytime after nine. I am going to be baking up some butterhorns as well, only six of those so when they are gone they won't be available until next time. It takes a long time to make the dough for those, a lot of rolling and folding until there are about 75 layers. OH BABY!!
I need to make some Blueberry Scones and some Cornbread tomorrow as well, my kitchen will be a very busy place. I hope one day you can come and enjoy either breakfast or lunch at my little cafe'. I would love to cook for you and bake up something special that you would just love to have.
Oh my gosh, I am forgetting to tell you the great news. I found this cookbook called "Gluten-Free Baking Classics" The recipes sound really good and there is even a recipe for Cinnamon Rolls that I want to try. It will be a few weeks before I can take on that adventure because I have to find and order the special flours that the recipes call for. Flours like "Brown Rice", when I do I will put a sign on the menu wall outside my door to let you know what I have baked that is Gluten-Free.
Until next time
Carolyn
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
What an evening
Hey There,
It is Tuesday night again already, I swear the weeks are flying by like a jet engine, faster then a speeding bullet. For the love of life slow down already!
Tuesday evenings are usually my favorite night, I get to relax and watch Chef Ramsey kick and scream at want to be chefs. I think it would be so much fun and scary to be on that show, just to be able to cook with all those people would be worth the yelling. Well I don't like the gas stoves, now that would be scary. I probably would burn the place down when the flames come rolling out of the skillets OOOHHHHH not a good thing. So guess what is on in its place, baseball! I"ll tell you those people that schedule shows sure know how to mess up a girls evening.
So what do I get to do now, I get to sit in the living room and listen to the mother in-law sniff and wipe her nose. I couldn't take it anymore so I decided I would come in the computer room and visit with you. So lets get to visiting because this is the night the husbands mother spends the night and after she goes to bed I can't be on the computer. WHY? You ask, well her bed in is the computer room. Every Tuesday she spends the night........ My whole evening is all screwed up!!!!
So what did everyone do this weekend? Hopefully you had a chance to just relax and have some fun. Summer is almost over, well it is over around here because it is only 65 outside. What in the world is happening to our summers? I can remember when summer began in May and now we don't even have summer until like the middle of July. Oh sure we have some days that are in the high nineties but this is suppose to be summer. The days are suppose to be hot, long and full of life.
Husband says that as long as he doesn't have to turn on the furnace or the air conditioner he is a happy man. We have no air conditioning in our home, unless husband decides it is to hot and then we get one put in the window like right now......here is how it all went down.
One(and the only) day we had some pretty high temps, I think it was 103 degrees. We came home from work and the house which had been closed up all day was like in the nineties and it didn't cool off at all. Now remember I get up at four in the morning to be to work by four-thirty. I usually am in bed between eight and eight-thirty. Who can sleep in a sauna, our room gets the morning, afternoon and evening sun and so it was like blazing hot in there. Finally around nine-thirty husband says OK I can't take it anymore, I am going down for an air conditioner.
So he gets the conditioner in the window and it takes about a half hour to get the room cooled down. Finally I can go to bed, oh he can join me if he wants but he better not touch me, I am hot enough.
You see we sleep in a double bed, and have every since we were married thirty-eight years ago. Only problem and it really isn't a problem is we just aren't as petite as we use to be. In fact there I am laying in bed and sweating and his arm is touching mine, do you know how hot flesh feels against hot flesh? It isn't pretty, it makes me a big ball of nerves. I am thinking to myself, why is he on my side? Why can't he stay on his own side? Oh my gosh he is really hogging the bed tonight. I can't stand it anymore I have to say something to him. Husband, can you please move over to your own side of the bed? I am laying on the edge and I can't more over anymore, your touching me and I am to hot to be touched.
I don't believe it, husband says he is on his side and in fact he is on the edge. No your not I tell him your on my side. So what does he do, he puts something right by my arm and tells me to get up so I can see where I am laying. Dang, I don't believe it, I am taking up my half of the bed and he is right he is on his side. OK already I will turn over onto my side but don't touch me.
Well I think I better put the husbands mother to bed so I can relax and have a cup of hot chocolate and watch a little television before I have to go to bed and get up and start another day.
Visit with you next time
Carolyn
It is Tuesday night again already, I swear the weeks are flying by like a jet engine, faster then a speeding bullet. For the love of life slow down already!
Tuesday evenings are usually my favorite night, I get to relax and watch Chef Ramsey kick and scream at want to be chefs. I think it would be so much fun and scary to be on that show, just to be able to cook with all those people would be worth the yelling. Well I don't like the gas stoves, now that would be scary. I probably would burn the place down when the flames come rolling out of the skillets OOOHHHHH not a good thing. So guess what is on in its place, baseball! I"ll tell you those people that schedule shows sure know how to mess up a girls evening.
So what do I get to do now, I get to sit in the living room and listen to the mother in-law sniff and wipe her nose. I couldn't take it anymore so I decided I would come in the computer room and visit with you. So lets get to visiting because this is the night the husbands mother spends the night and after she goes to bed I can't be on the computer. WHY? You ask, well her bed in is the computer room. Every Tuesday she spends the night........ My whole evening is all screwed up!!!!
So what did everyone do this weekend? Hopefully you had a chance to just relax and have some fun. Summer is almost over, well it is over around here because it is only 65 outside. What in the world is happening to our summers? I can remember when summer began in May and now we don't even have summer until like the middle of July. Oh sure we have some days that are in the high nineties but this is suppose to be summer. The days are suppose to be hot, long and full of life.
Husband says that as long as he doesn't have to turn on the furnace or the air conditioner he is a happy man. We have no air conditioning in our home, unless husband decides it is to hot and then we get one put in the window like right now......here is how it all went down.
One(and the only) day we had some pretty high temps, I think it was 103 degrees. We came home from work and the house which had been closed up all day was like in the nineties and it didn't cool off at all. Now remember I get up at four in the morning to be to work by four-thirty. I usually am in bed between eight and eight-thirty. Who can sleep in a sauna, our room gets the morning, afternoon and evening sun and so it was like blazing hot in there. Finally around nine-thirty husband says OK I can't take it anymore, I am going down for an air conditioner.
So he gets the conditioner in the window and it takes about a half hour to get the room cooled down. Finally I can go to bed, oh he can join me if he wants but he better not touch me, I am hot enough.
You see we sleep in a double bed, and have every since we were married thirty-eight years ago. Only problem and it really isn't a problem is we just aren't as petite as we use to be. In fact there I am laying in bed and sweating and his arm is touching mine, do you know how hot flesh feels against hot flesh? It isn't pretty, it makes me a big ball of nerves. I am thinking to myself, why is he on my side? Why can't he stay on his own side? Oh my gosh he is really hogging the bed tonight. I can't stand it anymore I have to say something to him. Husband, can you please move over to your own side of the bed? I am laying on the edge and I can't more over anymore, your touching me and I am to hot to be touched.
I don't believe it, husband says he is on his side and in fact he is on the edge. No your not I tell him your on my side. So what does he do, he puts something right by my arm and tells me to get up so I can see where I am laying. Dang, I don't believe it, I am taking up my half of the bed and he is right he is on his side. OK already I will turn over onto my side but don't touch me.
Well I think I better put the husbands mother to bed so I can relax and have a cup of hot chocolate and watch a little television before I have to go to bed and get up and start another day.
Visit with you next time
Carolyn
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Cherry Pie
Hey There,
Well I have to tell you about a cherry pie that I made today. First a little background on the cherries, yes my cherries have a background and it involves two men.
I have two gentlemen that come in for French Toast at least two if not three times a week.
What does this have to do with cherries........its coming
So these two guys come in one day with a bag of Bing cherries and tell me that I can have them. OK I give them to my husband to eat because well........sometimes I think about where peoples hands have been and what is inside of something so much it kinda takes all the fun out of eating something.
I must wash my hands like a hundred times during the day....I know I run a little cafe' and I should be washing my hands but that doesn't mean that I know everyone else wash their hands...I don't know I am just crazy about some things.
OK cherries....its coming
So these two men ask me if I liked the cherries and of course I said yes they were very good. I was honest and told them I had only eaten one or two and that the husband had the rest. You see the husband really likes cherries, his mother use to can like a million quarts of these Bing cherries. You know what husbands favorite pie is?.....that's right, "Cherry"
OK now getting back to the story.....these two men come in with an idea of me making them a cherry pie out of Bing cherries. They asked if I had a pitter, I said no and I told them if they wanted me to make them a cherry pie then they will have to pit the cherries.
Well here they come on Friday afternoon with two bags of these pitted Bing cherries and I tell them that I will have a pie made by morning when they come in for breakfast.
I have always used sour pie cherries and so I knew what to do with them. So flying by the seat of my pants again, flying is not an unusual thing with me, I fly by the seat of my pants a lot.
So I put the cherries in two separate pans because I am making one with regular sugar and one with Splenda for them. I put in some of this and some of that and then I get the bright idea of.....now listen closely because I think this is what really gave the pie its flavor. I used vitamin water.....its a coke product.....I used acai, blueberry and pomg.....flavor. See flying by the seat of my pants. So I thicken the cherries and yes I did use a thickener and no I am not telling you which one.
I roll out my crust and bing a bang a boom the pie goes into the oven....OH MY GOSH!!!
I have to tell you that it was very good, I couldn't believe how good it was. I will tell you a little secret....psssst come closer.....I used only 1/2 cup of sugar in the regular pie and 1/4 cup of splenda in the other.
They both said I had done good and of course, they both were very happy when I came out of the kitchen with two containers and told them they could enjoy more of it tonight or tomorrow, just don't eat it all in one setting.
Well I have to tell you about a cherry pie that I made today. First a little background on the cherries, yes my cherries have a background and it involves two men.
I have two gentlemen that come in for French Toast at least two if not three times a week.
What does this have to do with cherries........its coming
So these two guys come in one day with a bag of Bing cherries and tell me that I can have them. OK I give them to my husband to eat because well........sometimes I think about where peoples hands have been and what is inside of something so much it kinda takes all the fun out of eating something.
I must wash my hands like a hundred times during the day....I know I run a little cafe' and I should be washing my hands but that doesn't mean that I know everyone else wash their hands...I don't know I am just crazy about some things.
OK cherries....its coming
So these two men ask me if I liked the cherries and of course I said yes they were very good. I was honest and told them I had only eaten one or two and that the husband had the rest. You see the husband really likes cherries, his mother use to can like a million quarts of these Bing cherries. You know what husbands favorite pie is?.....that's right, "Cherry"
OK now getting back to the story.....these two men come in with an idea of me making them a cherry pie out of Bing cherries. They asked if I had a pitter, I said no and I told them if they wanted me to make them a cherry pie then they will have to pit the cherries.
Well here they come on Friday afternoon with two bags of these pitted Bing cherries and I tell them that I will have a pie made by morning when they come in for breakfast.
I have always used sour pie cherries and so I knew what to do with them. So flying by the seat of my pants again, flying is not an unusual thing with me, I fly by the seat of my pants a lot.
So I put the cherries in two separate pans because I am making one with regular sugar and one with Splenda for them. I put in some of this and some of that and then I get the bright idea of.....now listen closely because I think this is what really gave the pie its flavor. I used vitamin water.....its a coke product.....I used acai, blueberry and pomg.....flavor. See flying by the seat of my pants. So I thicken the cherries and yes I did use a thickener and no I am not telling you which one.
I roll out my crust and bing a bang a boom the pie goes into the oven....OH MY GOSH!!!
I have to tell you that it was very good, I couldn't believe how good it was. I will tell you a little secret....psssst come closer.....I used only 1/2 cup of sugar in the regular pie and 1/4 cup of splenda in the other.
They both said I had done good and of course, they both were very happy when I came out of the kitchen with two containers and told them they could enjoy more of it tonight or tomorrow, just don't eat it all in one setting.
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