November 23

As I have mentioned before, I live in a house of divided loyalties.

One of my men roots for one team, and one of my men roots for the other.

Yesterday, the game was played.

The boy went to the Grandparents house to have his Gramps help him change his transmission filter and fluid, so a rooter for his team was needed.

She makes a great stand in.

The best part of the game was the first 10 minutes.

It was all down hill after that.

One team played to win, and the other one played like they couldn’t care less, and Superman actually fell asleep during the second half.

Michigan, you totally let me down.


November 22

Last Sunday, Superman and I went to Stuffmart’s Christmas party.

Yes, Christmas party.

‘Cause we all know that nothing screams Christmas like the 16th of November.

It was great to be able to get out of the house with Superman…alone.

It was kind of like a date, only with a hundred or so of his co-workers along for the fun.

A date with prizes.

We got a $15 Stuffmart gift certificate and a chocolate chip cookie, which was promptly split in half and devoured.

The gift certificate was converted to gasoline 5 minutes after the party was over.

Thanks Stuffmart for the free date, a partial meal (’cause by the time they got to letting our table to through the line, they had run out of some of the food, hence the devouring of said cookie) the half a cookie, and the 7 gallons of gas in my car.


November 21

Hey Internet.

It is Friday, and I am nosy.

Every time I see or hear news that someone’s home has burned down, I begin to think what would I do if that happened to me.  With all those homes destroyed in California, the thoughts have returned

What would I grab?   What could I live without?   Who would I call?

So my nosy question today is, if you house was on fire, and all your children/and or pets were out, what 3 things would you grab before you got out?

I would grab

  1. Pictures
  2. My hard drive~~I have a bazillion pictures on it
  3. My camera
  4. Clothes~~yeah…yeah…I know I only asked for 3, but the Red Cross doesn’t stock up on Plus size clothing.

PS.  WordPress is futzing up.   It is making me approve all comments.   I have tried to fix it, but it isn’t working.



November 20

I know that I have mentioned a time or 2 that my girl has food allergies.

I will blog about that in more detail later.

One of the things that I never really considered having to deal with in the area of food allergies, is medicine.

Specifically over the counter medicine.

Reality smacked me upside the head rather quickly the first time that she got a cold.

You see the girl is allergic to sugar and anything ending in -ose~~including artificial sweeteners.    Not only that, but she is also allergic to cherries and oranges.

I was on a mission.

Make my girl comfortable during her cold.

I went to my local Stuffmart’s pharmacy isles and began my quest.

Did you know that every single cough syrup has some form of sugar, orange or cherry flavoring in it?




There goes any liquid form of medicinal comfort.

I was not to be deterred.

On to pills then.

Did you know that every single cold pill has some form of sugar in it.





I had one more option.

The local health food store.

Did you know that every single cough syrup in the health food store has some form of sugar, cherry or orange in it.




Good grief!   Is there nothing out there that can help my girl besides Vick’s Vapor Rub?

After that, I began to be quite a bit a little anal about germs.

At every store, I wipe down the cart handles with an alcohol wipe.

I am insane about hand washing, and at church, I don’t touch door handles.

The sickies must not come into my home.

Somehow, a germ or 2 has passed through my defenses and now the girl has a cold.

So, I am here asking my wonderful readers if any of you have any sort of cold remedy that doesn’t involve sugar, cherries or oranges?




November 18

When I was in 3rd grade, one morning my mom decided that Sister and I needed to eat Cream of Wheat before we went to school, and not the lovely fried eggs and toast we were used to.

It was the most awful thing I had ever tasted, next to cooked spinach.    Not only did it taste bad, but the texture was almost unbearable, and I was a brat about having to eat it.

I didn’t know it then,  it was all ma had to feed us. (sorry ma)

To this day, I struggle to eat grits or oatmeal~~they taste great, but the texture gives me nightmares.

Isabelle of Les gourmandises d’Isa picked out today’s TWD recipe.

Rice Pudding.

I have never tried rice pudding, because I begin to get all sorts of crazy  when I think about spooning some onto my plate.    I envision cream of wheat in its place, and it is all over for me.

Tapioca pudding has never crossed my lips either.

Today’s recipe was really straight forward.

There were only 4 ingredients.

Milk, sugar, rice and either vanilla or chocolate.

Did y’all have any doubt about which direction I went?


Didn’t think so.

After boiling rice for 10 minutes, draining, boiling milk with sugar and cooking rice for exactly 55 more minutes, adding chocolate, cooling for at least 6 hours, I had chocolate rice pudding.

Oh, Internet!

I tried a bite, and it tasted fabulous.

But Superman and the boy will have to eat it for me because my crazy just won’t allow me to do it.


If you like rice pudding, go check out Isabelle’s blog.   She has the recipe.  Make the chocolate one, and enjoy it for me.


November 17

Saturday, whilst the men went bow hunting~~and subsequently didn’t get to, because it was raining and rain ruins bow strings.  Who knew?~~the girl and I went to my parents house.

We went for the sole purpose of having mom show me how she makes her apple pie.

I told her that I wanted her to make it exactly how she makes it every time.

Ma gets her recipe from this cookbook.

Sister~~seeing as how you have already “borrowed” 452 of mother’s cookbooks, and we all  know she will never see them again…I have dibs on this one.


First, she picks out her oldest apples.

And peels them.

No, these aren’t mom’s hands.

Lesson #1.  Mom doesn’t peel the apples.   It is important when making an apple pie that you make the man in your life peel them.

Lesson #2.  Make sure you eat a peel or 2.   The pie won’t be any good if this particular step is not taken.

Slice your apples thin.  No larger than a quarter inch.

After you  have 8 cups of apples, make sure the man in your life cleans up his mess.

Mom is a stickler for cleaned up messes.

Lesson #3.   Always have a towel over your shoulder.   You never know when you will need it.

Add sugar, which I didn’t get a picture of because she dumped it in before I could even raise my camera to my face.

Same thing happened with corn starch. and lemon juice.   Also add cinnamon and a dash of nutmeg.

Guess what I don’t have pictures of…

Stir all this loveliness together and let sit while the pie crust is being made.

When I told her that my friend Applie doesn’t make her own pie crust, she had the same reaction I did.

I know.   It is shocking.


Take a look at your filling.   Have the apples macerated to much in their own juice?   If so, add a bit more corn starch.

Poor the filling into your crust.

Dot with butter.

Now it is time to make the dodos.

I have been making them wrong all this time.

Lesson #4.   Roll out your dough excruciatingly thin, and butter all the way to the edge.

Sprinkle with sugar and cinnamon.

Roll them up and slice.   Put them in the oven whilst you are making the crumb topping for the pie.   That way they are finished by the time you are ready to go into the living room and chat.

Sprinkle the crumb topping on the filling and bake.

Because ma is a pioneer in the cleaning field, (and she doesn’t own a bench knife)  Lesson #5 is,  sweep your counter clean.

Now the dodos are ready.

I refuse to tell just how many I ate.

Nope.  Not gonna tell.

Wild  horses couldn’t drag out that I only had  8 6 of them.

Lesson #6.    This is one of the most important.  Have the man load your dish washer.

I told ya ma was a pioneer in the cleaning field.

Make sure that you put a pan under your pie.   It might bubble over.

It truly doesn’t get any better than this.

Good food, great company and the love of family.

Ma’s Perfect Apple Crumb Pie

  • 6-7 c. apples ~~dad always peels and slices 8 cups.  He doesn’t want “some wimpy pie”
  • 1 c. sugar
  • 2 tbsp. corn starch ~~add more if filling is juicy
  • 1 tsp. cinnamon
  • dash nutmeg
  • 1/8-1/4 tsp. salt
  • 1 tsp. lemon juice
  • butter for dotting

Mix this all together and pour into an unbaked pie shell.  Top with crumb topping.  Bake at 400º for 10 minutes and drop to 375º for 35-40 more minutes or until it is done.

Crumb topping

  • 1/3 c. sugar
  • 3/4 c. flour
  • 6 tbsp. butter

Cut butter into flour and sugar.  This recipe is generally 1 and a halved or doubled.  If you don’t like much of a sweet pie, then don’t double.

If you’d like to see what I have been raving over, and had the priviledge of eating all my life, then make this pie.

Let me know if you liked it.

And I just gotta ask…

How many of you wear a towel over your shoulder while you bake/cook?