Friday, May 27, 2016
I know the pictures not much to look at, but the dish is really tasty. This is so fast to put together, almost as fast as those nights when you don't know what to make so scrambled eggs get served for supper. Also my family likes cabbage so we almost always have a head in the fridge. If this isn't the case for you it would take a little planning for the ingredients.
Cabbage and Hamburger Hotdish
1 1/2 pounds hamburger
1 large onion
2 cans cream of mushroom soup
3/4 cup milk
1 head cabbage
salt/pepper or other favorite spices
Brown the hamburger and onion. Slice the cabbage and break apart in 9X13 pan. Season cabbage with salt and pepper or other spices. Spread hamburger/onion over cabbage. Mix together soup and milk. Pour over top of hamburger. Bake at 350 for about an hour until cabbage is soft. If you needed to get dinner on the table quicker, just boil the cabbage and then put the dish together.
Thursday, May 26, 2016
Her graduation date was May 11th. She earned an AA Liberal Arts degree from Alexandria Technical and Community College. Since she completed the entire degree on line and never met another student, or any of her teachers, she didn't go through the graduation ceremony. We were at the party store and saw this decoration in the colors of the school so I snapped a picture to commemorate the occasion.
We did get her a gift, a big gift at that.
Ripping off the paper she smiled bigger and bigger.
I didn't even know a counter top ice maker was a thing until Dad bought it for her. Probably not a normal graduation gift, but she loves ice. She used to bring a cup of it home from work on the nights she works like a great treasure. Now she can have it anytime she wants, no we didn't have an ice maker in our refrigerator.
This is my Dad, Grandpa Bob, who passed way before we were expecting it on May 15th.
Graduation picture, 1944. Right after this he joined the US Marine Corps and fought in WWII. He traveled much of the Pacific aboard the U.S.S. Antietam.
He was a 70 year member of the American Legion, He was also a long time member of the Shriner's (where he love the circus), Masons, other area clubs and an active member of his church for over 60 years where he served as an elder
My mom and dad celebrated their 60th anniversary on March 17th.
My mom has suffered demenia for about 18 years. Over the years they were both true role models of what it means to live out the marriage vows, in better and worse, in sickness and in health.
They have not, however, parted in death. She doesn't belive he has died and tells us he's in town. Is that one of the few gifts of dementia?
They just celebrated their birthdays the end of last month, he turned 90 and she turned 87. Her birthday was the last day they saw each other.
We tried to sum up his life on two bulliten boards and one table.
He lived a big life, not sure how you show that in pictures and things.
His grandchildren, who were also the urn bearers.
This was the last morning I picked him up at his house for an appointment, there were geese with their little goslings in his front yard. He wanted to stay at his house, where he had lived for over 60 years, until the fall. He didn't want to go into a nursing home and he didn't.
He was never a man of few words, if he thought it, he said it. This was his water glass, which he as of late struggled to drink enough of. It says, "Sounds like Bullshit to me." Yep, I agree, that sums up the situation of last few weeks.
This is how we will remember him, Sweet Old Bob.
Wednesday, April 13, 2016
Dancer got her braces off six years ago and got retainers to wear. About a year into wearing them I thought they looked pretty bad (aka gross), but every time we went in they said they were still okay and doing their job. This spring at her yearly check up she got the same story. About two weeks later they wore through and broke in half. At last she got a new bottom retainer. The top one isn't this clear plastic and will probably last until she is in the nursing home.
When she went in to pick the new one up (which they just handed her, no bag or anything) she snapped a shot at the appointment log in screen. She was so young, fifth grade here.
Finally a new retainer! The last one, which she had to wear so much the first year, lasted six years, so this one, that she only wears at night, might get her through 12 years.
It is kinda odd that we are at the point where she send me pictures. When we started I felt like the orthodonitist office was our second home we were there so much and now she goes to her appointments on her own. Time sure changes things..
Tuesday, April 12, 2016
My mom's birthay is coming up this month. I asked her if she knew how old she was going to be. She looked at me for a few seconds and said, "no" and then she added, "Does it matter?" No, no it doesn't Mom. It doesn't matter if you think you are 37, which she though she was last year, or 87, which she will be this year. I turned 50 this year, which is a weird age, your not young and your not old. So as I float around in age limbo, I am just going to do whatever I want and not worry about if it is "age appropriate." I am thankful that my mom, who doesn't even know who I am sometimes, is still teaching me life lessons and giving good advice.
Sunday, April 10, 2016
Saturday, April 9, 2016
Yep, that right, a 1-2-3-4 pound burger. The boys in our co-op like to eat...a lot...and often. We thought, "Why not combine one of our favorite shows on the Travel Channel, Man vs. Food, and their seemingly hollow legs?" Our hypothesis was - is it possible to make a burger big enough along with fries to completely fill them up? I'll tell you at the end.
First, the burger had to be made. This took about 1 1/2 hours. Thinking that they wouldn't be able to get down straight burger because it would be too dry, Dad mixed in a couple of eggs and crackers making it sort of like meatloaf. He patted in a cast iron skillet because it would be too big to flip and it had to be cooked in a pan that could also go in the oven. Before it hit the oven, he fried it on the stove to get the bottom done and then baked it in the oven. After baking it was "flippable" so out of the oven came the burger. Back on the stovetop it was flipped so that both sides were fried.
While that was cooking he sliced the bun. In this case the only bun we could find big enough without having to make our own was a Kings Hawaiian round bread.
Toasted his bun in another frying pan.
Took it out of the oven when the liquids ran clear and it was cooked completely through.
Next came the layers of cheese. By now this behemoth smelled so good it could have been used as a torture device for getting people to talk.
Slapped on some mayo and a lettuce leaf.
Gingerly laid that bad boy on the bun and deposited a few rings of onion on the top.
Pickles on the side, three pounds of fries and lunch was ready to be served.
Ready to dig in.
We sliced it into wedges and
they started eating.
So can our boys eat a gigantic burger and a pound of fries apiece?
The answer is......
They put a really good dent in it, but they just couldn't finish it.
As an aside, looking at the picture now it looks like they were throwing back a beer with it, but that was innocent apple juice. It was a fun lunch and they were quiet the rest of the afternoon. Perhaps they were napping.
Saturday, March 12, 2016
Dad making crochet humor. I thought my little elephant needed a mom so I am in the process making her one.
Frog in glass by Spark
Mac and cheese doesn't have food coloring anymore!!! It is has been about 10 years since has been welcome in our house, but it's in now! Seems like a novelty to us.
When Fluffles isn't sleeping he's trying to figure out how to get some Temptations cat treats.
Out to lunch
Dancer, the queen of selfies.
Yeah, that's a goat/llama water bucket. They think the buckets are either a bathroom or a footbath.
The thank you gift we made for Spark's speech co-op leaders.
Double decker sleeping spot.
The want ads at the feed mill.
Bert after a bath.
We are ahead of schedule this year and already have our 4-H goats for the fair.
It was a couple hour trip to get them so we took the opportunity to find a few geocaches on the way back. I can not recommend geocaching with goats in the car.
I love the sites we see that we would otherwise just drive right by though if we didn't geocache.