Friday, March 27, 2020

Soak Up the Sun: Funny Friday

Today’s post is this month’s Funny Friday, a regular feature published on the last Friday of every month. Funny Friday is a collaborative project. Each month one of the participants submits a picture, then we all write 5 captions or thoughts inspired by that month’s picture. Links to the other bloggers’ posts are below, click on them and see what they’ve come up with. I hope we bring a smile to your face as you start your weekend.

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Here's today's picture. It was submitted by Dawn of Spatulas on Parade.

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1. Cat to family: I see a perfect spot for you to move my food bowl. Now would be good.

2. Cat to family: Anyone else in the mood for some Sheryl Crow? Sing with me now, I'm gonna soak up the sun, gonna tell everyone to lighten up.

3. Cat to family: Someone contact Katrina and the Waves, they need to change their song. It's not about Walking on Sunshine, it's about laying in it.

4. Cat to family: Hey, can I borrow someone's shades?

5. Cat to family: I know you just mopped the floor so I hate to tell you this, but you missed a spot.

 And now for something yummy: 

Tutti Frutti Party Cake, a fun colorful cake with hints of lemon, strawberry, orange and key lime, perfect for any occasion. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #dessert

Tutti Frutti Party Cake
Tutti Frutti Party Cake, a fun colorful cake with hints of lemon, strawberry, orange and key lime, perfect for any occasion. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #dessert

Click on the links below and let some other bloggers make you smile: 

Spatulas on Parade 

Follow me Home 

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Tutti Frutti Party Cake

1 box white cake mix
1 cup milk 
1/3 cup vegetable oil
4 eggs
1/4 cup sour cream
2 TBSP Limoncello (can substitute 1 1/2 tsp lemon extract)
3 drops yellow food coloring
2 TBSP Chambord (can substitute 1 tsp strawberry extract)
2 drops red food coloring
2 TBSP Grand Marnier (can substitute 1 tsp orange extract)
2 drops orange food coloring (or use 2 drops yellow and 1 drop red)
2 TBSP multicolored sprinkles

NOTE: to frost the cake, you can use the full recipe, but to pipe, you can cut it in half:

2 sticks butter, softened
1 can sweetened condensed milk
2 TBSP Key Lime juice
2 drops green food coloring
1 cup powdered sugar

2 TBSP multicolored sprinkles

*Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Grease and flour a 9 X 13 pan.
*Beat the cake mix, milk, oil, eggs and sour cream for 2 minutes. Remove one cup of the batter to a bowl and another cup of the batter to another bowl. 
*To the batter still in the mixing bowl, mix in the Limoncello or lemon extract and 3 drops of yellow food coloring. Pour evenly into the prepared pan.
*To one of the bowls of batter, mix in the Chambord or strawberry extract and 2 drops of red food coloring. Set aside.
*To the last bowl of batter, mix in the Grand Marnier or orange extract and orange food coloring.
*Drizzle the red and the orange batter over the yellow batter, then sprinkle 2 TBSP multicolored sprinkles over the top. Using a toothpick, swirl them together. Bake for 25 to 30 minutes or until the center springs back to the touch. Cool completely.
*Cream the butter until smooth. Beat in the sweetened condensed milk, Key Lime juice, green food coloring and powdered sugar.
*TO SPREAD: Pour the frosting over the cake and spread evenly. Sprinkle with the remaining multicolored sprinkles and refrigerate 1/2 hour to set.
*TO PIPE: Place the frosting into a piping bag. Refrigerate the frosting and the cake for 1/2 hour. Pipe the frosting onto the cake, sprinkle with the remaining multicolored sprinkles and refrigerate to set.
*Bring cake to room temperature to serve.


Tuesday, March 24, 2020

Be My Guest: Opposites Really Do Attract

Today I've decided to give you all, my beloved readers, a bit of a break. You can thank me later (OR you can thank me by stopping by again on Friday when I'll be publishing another post. Yeah, do that second one).

It's been a while since I bribed, persuaded, cajoled, wheedled, coaxed (you get the idea) someone to write a guest post for my blog. 

Seems I'd been doing it all wrong. Instead of twisting someone's arm (College Boy, I'm looking at you), I should have been taking another approach. Entice, that's the ticket. With a little quid pro quo (a term I can now use since everyone in this country knows what that means). 

My friend Rena McDaniel was looking for a guest post for one of her three (yes, three) blogs, The Diary of an Alzheimer's Caregiver. I'd written a piece, not about Alzheimer's specifically, but a personal account of my feelings when I lost my dad to the disease. I was happy to let her share it with her readers . . . for a price . . .

Today she's paying up. So lucky you (and lucky me for having such a great friend), I have the honor of sharing what Rena took time out from her busy day week month life to write for Baking In A Tornado.

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First I want to thank Rena for taking the time to share her post today. But most of all I want to thank her for her kind words, her unconditional support and her friendship. Be sure to visit her blogs, she offers something for everyone:

And I'm going to let Rena introduce herself:

I'm Rena and I'm a 50 year old child in an old woman's body. I love to take long road trips, build websites and write stories about my adventures or even the latest trip to the grocery store. I'm a wife of 29 years, a mom and a grandma and I run my own web design/maintain/troubleshooting business. When I'm not creating CSS, or piled up in the passenger seat of our car, you will find me happily playing with my grand kids, reading a book, or wrapped around a cheeseburger!

Opposites Really Do Attract

Karen and I have been friends for a few years now and even though we've never met IRL, she has seen me through some of the most painful lows and celebrated my highest highs. I love her dearly and consider her one of my very best friends BUT we are total opposites!

I absolutely love to cook, which we definitely have in common, but loving to cook and being good at it aren't always the same thing. Love definitely doesn't equal skill.

Karen can open her refrigerator, look at its contents and come up with a 10 course meal that is not only delicious but picture perfect. I can take a well written recipe and mangle it so badly it doesn't even resemble what I was trying to achieve. 

It will either be burned or undercooked. I will have injuries such as burns or cuts. The kitchen usually ends up in disaster just like whatever it is I'm attempting. I actually used to be what I'd consider a good cook, back when I had a gas stove and half a brain.

I threw dinner parties on Sundays and have served upwards of 20 people. Hell, I even cooked all of the food for my very own wedding! That was almost 30 years ago and since then my body and brain have been beaten senselessly. 

Today things like adding and subtracting doesn't come easily for me. Things like ingredients can become so overwhelming that I often just throw in what I think goes . . . mostly it doesn't. My poor sweet husband has suffered through so many bad meals that I'm surprised he doesn't have stomach issues, or asked for a divorce.

I once served my family a bloody turkey on Thanksgiving because I couldn't figure out time vs weight. I also don't understand spices. I love them, buy them all. I'm a sucker for a pretty jar but I often use too much or forget to add them altogether.

I come to Karen's site for guidance, inspiration and even to whine when things go wrong. I have made some of Karen's recipes and they were actually successful. She taught me how to make a cheese sauce that my husband begs for and would eat every single day! I also made her Marinara sauce that was well received, but these days take-out is king at my house!

Got you covered, Rena. Here's a recipe anyone can follow:

Mocha Butterfingers Milkshake, vanilla and mocha flavored ice cream is infused with butterfingers candy bits for a unique sweet treat. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #sweet

Mocha Butterfingers Milkshake 
Mocha Butterfingers Milkshake, vanilla and mocha flavored ice cream is infused with butterfingers candy bits for a unique sweet treat. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #sweet

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Mocha Butterfingers Milkshake        

Ingredients (per milkshake):
1/3 cup brewed coffee
2 TBSP French vanilla creamer
1 1/2 cups vanilla ice cream
1 TBSP chocolate syrup
1/2 cup finely chopped Butterfingers candies

*Mix the creamer into the coffee. Set aside to cool to room temperature.
Place the ice cream, coffee and chocolate syrup in a blender and blend until smooth. 
*Add the chopped Butterfingers and blend again until fully incorporated.
*For a thinner milkshake: blend in up to 1/4 cup of milk, a little at a time.
*For a thicker milkshake: freeze for an hour.

Friday, March 20, 2020

Seven Days a Year: Fly on the Wall

Welcome to a monthly Fly on the Wall group post. Today 5 bloggers are inviting you to catch a glimpse of what you’d see if you were a fly on the wall in our homes. Come on in and buzz around my house. At the end of my post you’ll find links to this month’s other participants’ posts.

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We should all have the right to some level of privacy. I hate the way nothing you do anywhere online is private. Nothing. FB is the worst. They use anything we say, not just on their site but anywhere online to market to us. It's not only creepy that they know everything I do, it's exceedingly intrusive.

Nothing is sacred. Like I had a post in my news feed from FB telling me (by name) that I should click on their link to see what medical tests are suggested to me at my age. Seriously, get your nose out of my personal business.

So I have been inordinately happy to see them screwing up lately. First I had multiple posts from them in my news feed telling me (by name) when I had to register in order to vote in the Ohio primary. Where I don't live. And never have.

Then they told me on my Baking In A Tornado page how well my recent FB page ad was doing. But I hadn't placed one. And never have.

In my mind I see their algorithms, sick of being used to harm people, forming a algorithm coalition and revolting against those cruel FB masters. Wouldn't that be great?

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Anyone who's read me for a while has heard quite a few stories about the little red BMW that PurDude took from me the day he got his license. He loved that car and drove it to the ground.

But oh, that kid and that car. He had more flat tires than I can even begin to count. Or want to remember. He was 10 hours away, which made the logistics difficult, but I felt like I was constantly putting new tires on that car.

In June I signed the title over to him and he took that 15 year old car, limping all the way, to a dealer and bought a new car. Six weeks later, he's out with friends and he send me this pic of his new car:
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Yup, flat tire. PurDude is living and working in Boulder now, his flat tires have become his problems (although I still stress when it happens).

Three weeks ago College Boy bought a new car. Just 3 weeks.

I sent this pic of College Boy's new car to PurDude:

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With the message:

"I guess it's hereditary."

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I've said before that getting old really sucks. Especially for someone who enjoys writing. I sometimes have a hard time finding words and have to google either the synonym or a description to find the word I'm looking for. Recently, that took a new turn, using the wrong word.

I don't eat KFC because when I was in my teens I had some at a friend's house but didn't keep it down. Turned out I had the flu, but from then on I associated how sick I was with the food.

Recently College Boy came over with some KFC hot wings (breaded spicy wings). He left one on the counter and encouraged me to just try it. Eventually I did, and found it was mostly breading. When he later found the wing gone, he asked me about it:

College Boy: Did you try the chicken wing?
Me: Yes.
College Boy: What did you think?
Me: Honestly, that KFC chicken is only 10% chicken, it's 90% frosting. 
College Boy: Frosting? I hate to tell you this but whatever it is you ate, it wasn't the chicken wing I left on the counter.

I can almost guarantee I'm not going to live this one down any time soon.

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Although College Boy is young and able to grasp any word he wants any time he wants, every now and then he flubs up too.

He and I had an argument and I was feeling disrespected.

College Boy: What is it that you want from me?
Me: Well, a little respect would be nice.
College Boy: I do respect you.
Me: Yeah, right.
College Boy: Absolutely. Without a doubt. 365 days a week, seven days a year. Oh, wait a minute, I didn't say that right.
Me (both of us laughing): No, you said it right, that seven days a year one sounds on point.

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In general I try not to go to any grocery store on the weekends. But when it comes to anything I may need at Walmart, never. I do have an evil plan to get what I might need from there, though. I send Hubs.

Last weekend he was going out and asked if I needed anything. The store he was going to was right next door to Walmart, so I told him to get me some Panko crumbs.

When he got home, we were talking about his trip:

Hubs: You're not going to believe this 
Me (interrupting him): Is this about Walmart?
Hubs: Yes.

Me: Oh, I'll believe it. Doesn't matter what you say next, you can bet your ass I'm gonna believe you.

Garlic Parmesan Chicken with Chive Sauce are marinated, crusted chicken breast pieces baked and served with a creamy chive sauce. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #dinner

Garlic Parmesan Chicken with Chive Sauce
Garlic Parmesan Chicken with Chive Sauce are marinated, crusted chicken breast pieces baked and served with a creamy chive sauce. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #dinner

Speaking of Walmart. . .

We had some warm weather over the weekend (this was 3 weeks ago, before the stores became a frantic mad house) but Sunday night a cold front came through and there was snow on the ground this particular Monday morning. I needed something at the store so put on my winter coat and ran out to Walmart.

The woman who got in line behind me was wearing PJs. No coat to cover it up, she was wearing those PJs loud and proud. And I'm not talking about those pants people try to pretend are lounge pants (you're fooling no one, btw), but an actual set of PJs. I mean pants, with a matching button down top with lapels. And flip flops. At 9:30 am. Buying only one item, a gallon of wine. 

I was putting the groceries in my car when she came out of the store. 

And don't think for one minute that I'm shaming her. Quite the contrary. Actually, I'm jealous.

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I was upstairs when I heard College Boy come in to the kitchen through the garage door.

Me (yelling down): Hi! I'll be down in a minute.
College Boy: Don't bother, I was going by and stopped to grab a snack. I'm heading back out.
Me: I don't even get to say hello?
College Boy: You broke my heart.

Me: Huh? How? What did I do?

I hear him go out the garage door and I head down to the kitchen and found this on the counter:

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I had made Big Heart Cookies. They were giant so I only ate 1/2 at a time and put the other half back in the tin. 

I guess he'd gone to grab a cookie and found half a heart.

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I was in the den watching TV and Hubs was in the office looking through our taxes file. I heard this buzz sound and couldn't figure out what it was. I got up to look around but it stopped. Next thing I know, our land line rang. We have a land line because I need a phone number to put on applications and orders and don't want a ton of spam on my cell. And it works too.

I checked the land line and PurDude was calling. Apparently the buzzing I heard was Hubs' cell that he'd left in the kitchen. When PurDude couldn't reach him, he called the land line knowing I don't answer it unless the call is from someone I know.

I handed the phone to Hubs, who gave me an inquisitive look.

Hubs: I didn't know this thing still worked.
Me: Yup. I ignore it every day.

Hubs talked to PurDude, then handed me the phone. He'd forgotten how to shut it off.

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I'd had a recipe idea rolling around in my head that just wasn't congealing. Once I had it, there was a concern about how it would come together. I ran it by College Boy and we talked it out. 

The next day I decided that I would just try it, if it worked out that would be great but if not, oh well.

Me: I decided I'm going to try that recipe today.
College Boy: I believe in you.
Me: Are you going to try it?
College Boy: I don't believe in you that much.

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  I walked in the house one afternoon and saw College Boy in the kitchen. When I asked what he was doing there, I got a snippy answer.

Me: Go to your room.
College Boy (laughing): I'm not a child, and I don't live here.
Me: I don't care. Go to your room.
College Boy: Fine.

He goes up to his room, turns on the TV, takes a nap and gets up just as I'm finishing making dinner.

Yeah, that whole "go to your room" thing doesn't work quite the way it used to.

Now click on the links below for a peek into some other homes:

Never Ever Give Up Hope  
Menopausal Mother 
Spatulas on Parade
Medicated Musings 

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Garlic Parmesan Chicken with Chive Sauce

3 large boneless, skinless chicken breast halves
1/2 cup Garlic Parmesan salad dressing
1 clove minced garlic
1 tsp garlic powder
1 1/2 cups Panko bread crumbs
1/4 cup grated parmesan cheese
1/2 stick butter

2 TBSP butter
2 TBSP flour
2 TBSP dried chopped chives 
salt and pepper to taste
1 cup chicken broth 
2 TBSP cooking sherry
1/2 cup sour cream

*Slice the chicken breasts in half lengthwise so they are the same size, just thinner pieces. Cut each of these in half and place in a resealable plastic bag.
*Mix together the salad dressing and the minced garlic. Pour into the bag with the chicken, manipulate so the dressing covers all the chicken and refrigerate for at least 4 hours and up to overnight.
*Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Grease a 9 X 13 baking pan.
*Mix the bread crumbs and grated cheese together on a plate.
*Remove the chicken from the bag. Sprinkle with the garlic powder, coat on all sides with the bread crumb mixture and place in the prepared pan.
*Melt the butter and drizzle over the chicken. Bake for 30 minutes, turn the chicken pieces over and bake for another 15 minutes.

*While the chicken is cooking, melt the butter in a saute pan over medium heat. Whisk in the flour, chives, salt and pepper, cooking and whisking for 1 - 2 minutes or until it browns. Whisk in the chicken broth and sherry and bring to a boil. Lower the heat and whisk in the sour cream just until hot. Serve over the cooked chicken.

Tuesday, March 17, 2020

Green Food and Luck: Word Counters

Counting my words again. 

Today my fellow Word Counters and I are sharing our monthly group post. The bloggers who are joining me this time all picked a number between 12 and 74 and sent it to me. I gave the numbers out as assignments to other bloggers who are then challenged to write something (or a few somethings, as the case may be) using that exact number of words. Today we all share what we came up with.

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I got the number 19. It was submitted by Diane of On the Border.

As I've been doing in these Word Counters posts, I've chosen a theme and am using my word count multiple times in keeping with the theme. This month I was in a bit of a conundrum in choosing a theme. The last day of winter is in 2 days. Two days! I am so ready to honor that. But today is St. Patrick's Day, a celebration of all things fun and green and lucky and Irish. I may not be Irish, but one day a year I sure do enjoy celebrating like one. So my theme today is St. Patrick's Day.

~ Crockpot Beer Infused New England Boiled Dinner and Pistachio Soda Bread, what better way to celebrate Saint Patrick's Day?

~ Lucky Rainbow Cookies, Creme de Menthe Shamrock Cake, Pistachio White Chocolate Cheesecake, let's not forget those yummy green desserts!

~ It's called Feast of Saint Patrick, although knowing it celebrates his death takes some fun out of it.

~ No green beer for me, not a beer lover, but Midori, Apple Vodka, so many drinks, so little time.

~ With all this green food talk, guess I just had to come up with a new green recipe, right?

Roasted Broccoli and Red Pepper with Mandarins is a versatile dish, perfect alone as a side dish or over rice or noodles as a meatless meal. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #dinner

Roasted Broccoli and Red Pepper with Mandarins

Roasted Broccoli and Red Pepper with Mandarins is a versatile dish, perfect alone as a side dish or over rice or noodles as a meatless meal. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #dinner

~ Closing my eyes, clicking my heels, I expect to be transported to that pot of gold at rainbow's end.

~ Supposedly kissing the Blarney Stone is gives the gift of the gab. Must've done that in a previous life.

~ Leprechauns pinch people not wearing green on today. Making my list of people I hope are wearing purple.

~ Looking for a four leaf clover had to have been started by a mom, to keep her kids busy.

~ Irish songs sung boisterously today: "Oh dear, what can the matter be, seven old ladies stuck in the lavatory".

Here are links to the other Word Counters posts:
Spatulas on Parade 
Messymimi’s Meanderings 
On the Border 

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Roasted Broccoli and Red Pepper with Mandarins

1/4 cup sliced almonds
1 small can (11 oz) mandarin orange slices in light syrup
1 small head broccoli
1/2 red pepper
3 TBSP olive oil
2 TBSP orange juice
salt and pepper to taste

*Preheat oven to 450 degrees. Lightly grease a sheet pan.

*Place the almonds in a small saute pan over medium heat. Cook, stirring very frequently, about 3 minutes or until they just barely start to brown. Remove from the pan immediately and set aside.
*Drain the mandarin orange slices well, place on paper towels and set aside.
*Seed the red pepper half. Slice and cut each slice in half. 
*Cut the broccoli into florets and discard the stems. 
*In a large bowl whisk together the olive oil and orange juice. Add the broccoli and red pepper, mix well.
*Spread the vegetables out on a sheet pan and sprinkle with salt and pepper. Roast for 15 minutes, mix, then roast another 5 minutes. 
*Remove them from the oven, transfer to a bowl and immediately gently mix in the mandarin oranges. Top with the toasted almonds.

Friday, March 13, 2020

Where's the Quilt?: Use Your Words

Today’s post is a monthly writing challenge. If you’re new here, this is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once. All of the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the recipient will take them. Until now.

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At the end of this post you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them.
I'm using: quilt ~ mirror ~ cookies ~ Ficus ~ mailbox
They were submitted by my friend Michele of Follow Me Home.

I actually just wrote about Michele last week in my Remember When Secret Subject Swap post. She was the first blogger to befriend me and to this day I remember the first blog post of hers that I read, Random Thought of the Day and how I spit out my coffee laughing at the end.

So no pressure, I better do justice to her words. And apologize both for starting a sentence with "so" (and the next one with "and") I see the teacher in you cringing, Shellybean.

Before I start my story, let me just clear up what could become a misconception. This story may or may not loosely (or not so loosely) reflect a day in the life of a woman of a certain age. Named Karen. Who bakes. And writes a blog. But probably not. It could just as easily be a piece of fiction.

Kami was having one of those mornings. Not a bad morning, productive, but there was so much she wanted to get accomplished. It was just approaching noon and she'd already baked Toffee Turtle Cookies, stripped and remade the beds, cleaned out the linen closet, paid the bills . . .

It was time for a break and she headed to her den. Kami had already lit a fire in the fireplace and put a plate of her cookies on the coffee table.

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This room was her favorite room in the house to just sit and relax in, especially on a cold winter day with the fire crackling (not to mention fresh baked cookies waiting). She was a bit preoccupied as she entered the room, there was a recipe rolling around in her head that needed to gel. Although it was still quite cold out today, spring is right around the corner and she wanted to make something with the flavors of warmer weather. She was thinking something light, fruity, and since she'd already baked today, something no-bake.
Whipped Berry Pie is a no bake dessert that comes together in minutes and can be made using the berries of your choice. | Recipe developed by www.BakingInATornado | #pie #dessert

Whipped Berry Pie
Whipped Berry Pie is a no bake dessert that comes together in minutes and can be made using the berries of your choice. | Recipe developed by www.BakingInATornado | #pie #dessert

For now, though, she was taking a break and she intended to thoroughly enjoy the down time after such a busy morning. As she sat, she looked around. Smiling, she admired the mirror above the fireplace. She'd found it in an antique store. She was a sucker for one-of-a-kinds and bought it on the spot.

There on the mantle were some favorite decorative candles and, of course, the obligatory family pictures. She never got tired of reliving the moments of her life that those pictures captured.

The fireplace was flanked by, to the left, a Ficus. She had not yet killed it, the sad fate of most of her past household plants. She knew she was getting old by the fact that she could never remember whether she'd just watered her plants, or hadn't watered them in quite a while {{sigh}}. But that ficus, it was either incredibly hearty, or was just good at fighting for its life. "Crap," thought Kami, "now that I think of it, I wonder when I last watered that poor thing."

Turning her gaze to the other side of the fireplace, it settled on an antique British mailbox. A fortuitous find, she'd never seen anything like it in all of her travels, and she'd even been to Antique Archaeology, that store owned by the guys featured on that American Pickers TV show. It was most likely a reproduction but she didn't care. When something brings you joy, you should have it.

Her favorite, by far most beloved item in the whole room, she'd found in a little store in Woodstock, VT. It was a quilt, a beautiful, warm comfortable and comforting quilt. Everyone knew they could find her wrapped up in it at some point pretty much every evening in the fall, winter, even early spring.

Wait. Where's the quilt? Panic hit Kami. The quilt stays on her couch, that's where it lives for 3 seasons of the year. She would fold it and put it carefully away only in the summer. Now, however, in the middle of winter, her couch was naked. NAKED.

Kami searched the room. She looked everywhere, even moving through all the rooms upstairs and down, not even skipping the bathrooms. Yeah, she was getting a bit forgetful so that wasn't impossible.

It was then, frustrated and on the verge of tears, that Kami heard the washing machine ding. She'd filled it last night and started it this morning. And guess what she'd put in there. Just guess.

PS: If you want to know the real story behind the story, this is it: I wasn't positive of what I was going to write about when I was making the graphic for this post, fully intending to have all of my words represented. But no matter what I tried, I couldn't make a quilt look like it was draped on the couch. So eventually I had to give up and leave the quilt out of the picture. "Damn", I thought "now I'm going to have to explain its absence . . . "

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Whipped Berry Pie

Printable Recipe

1 cup mixed berries
1 package (8 oz) Strawberry Creme Wafer Cookies
3 TBSP butter
1 cup heavy cream
3 TBSP powdered sugar
2 TBSP Chambord
1 box (approximately 3 oz) instant French vanilla pudding mix
1/4 cup Bailey's Strawberries and Cream liqueur
1 can evaporated milk
OPT: 2 - 3 drops red food coloring

*Depending on the berries you choose, chop the larger ones (strawberries, blackberries an possibly some raspberries). Blueberries can remain whole.
*Process the cookies until they are crumbs. Mix with the melted butter and press into the bottom and partially up the sided of a lightly greased 9 inch pie plate.
*Beat the heavy cream until soft peaks form, add the powdered sugar and Chambord and continue beating until stiff peaks hold. Set aside about 1/4 of the whipped cream.
*Whisk the pudding mix, Strawberries and Cream liqueur, evaporated milk and food coloring if using. Gently fold in the remaining whipped cream, then the fruit and spread into the pie crust.
*Pipe or spoon the whipped cream that had been set aside onto the top.
*Freeze for 4 hours, then cover with plastic wrap. Move to the fridge about 1 1/2 to 2 hours before serving.