Saturday, February 24, 2018

Cherry Pie

When I was a kid, February was a great month. We hardly had any school. Before Presidents Day, we celebrated the birthdays of two presidents, Abraham Lincoln on 16. February, and George Washington on 22. February. And then we had February vacation. A whole week off, though it might have corresponded sometimes with George's birthday.

Now a lot of the stores would have big sales in honor of the Presidents. Just like they do now. Around Washington's birthday, my parents would sometimes take us into Boston to go to Lechmere (Leech-meer) Sales, a big department store. The store also had a gimmick, and they would give away free cherry pies. (The story goes when Georgie was a little kid, he chopped down a cherry tree, admitted his guilt when questioned by his father.) I loved going to Lechmere to get the pie. The department store is long gone, but cherry pie is still my favorite.

What's your favorite pie?

Friday, February 23, 2018

The Friday Five Good Things

Five good things that happened this week:

1. The painters finished. They also got took some furniture we had no use for, removed the butcher block top of the broken, portable dishwasher so I could have a macaroni board, moved the dishwasher to the driveway for the scrap metal man, took two of the 3 air conditioners, and removed the threadbare living room and dining room carpets and worn pads

2. The Nephew came to pick up a rocking chair we are no longer using. I baked scones; we had tea and coffee and a nice visit.

3. Skyped a dinner date with The Eldest. She started a new rotation in a different lab department and is loving her new job.

4. Went with friends out to lunch at Longhorn Steak House. (Missed a T Day opportunity 😺)

5. With temperatures close to 70 oF, I enjoyed being outside in shirt-sleeves.

How was your week?

Thursday, February 22, 2018

Throwback Thursday - The Notebooks

Photograph, 1937 from Our Lady of Mount Carmel School
Alumni page.
To clear up some confusion, the Notebook passages posted on Throwback Thursday were written by my father and found by me after he passed away. They were his attempt to tell the family history. He was in his late 80s or early 90s when he wrote them. Today's chapter:

Also another time I climbed the new parochial school building on the outside blocks to the second floor [ed: the building was under construction at the time] I made it up to that sill and slipped because of the cement powder and went down. I landed on my feet and I felt some wind on the side of my right knee. I looked and I saw a rip and my right side of my knee opened. I went home and was sent.to the Relief Station and I walked a good distance , entered the Relief Station as it was called and showed the nurse the open skin. They took my name and how I got the wound etc.

I was taken into the operating room, put on a table and I hand an aide take my right light and turned so that my would would be available to the doctor another aide held my left leg down someone held my chest  and other both arms down so I couldn't move.

The doctor then began to patch me up. No painkiller. No ether. Nothing. He put in 5 or 6 sutures. I did not let out a peep or move. No crying no yelling. When the doctor was done I was let go and I got off the table and walked.

The police officer addressed the doctor. "that boy is one hell of a kid. tough no crying nothing. It's unusual!!! I was about 10 when this happened [ed: 1929]

Tuesday, February 20, 2018

T Stands For Lunch and Errands

On Friday, we had to go shopping to buy food and other items The Eldest needed. She decided she would take me to lunch at Perkins Restaurant which was near Wal-mart.



We each started with iced tea with lemon, and looked over the menu trying to decide what to have. The restaurant is also a bakery and the pies are delicious. Fortunately, the restaurant had a pick 3 or 4 option. Pick a soup or salad, a lunch or dinner, and a slice of pie. Perfect.



It was cold in Pennsylvania so a bowl of soup was a welcome option. We both had the Chicken and Wild Rice soup.



We both chose Napa Chicken Salad Sandwich in a just big enough finger roll.



Then the best part. Pie. On the first trip to Pennsylvania, I had the Coconut Cream pie. So many pie options. I decided to go classic with Apple Pie. The Eldest had a Chocolate Peanut Butter Cup Pie.



After lunch, we went to the nearby Walmart so the Eldest could get a microwave, card table and chairs, other needed household items and



food.



A friend had told me of a friend of hers that when she decided or the kids decided it was time to fly the nest, she gave them a toaster oven as a Christmas gift. I made The Eldest buy her own toaster oven because that's the kind of mother I am. 😸



Back at her apartment, she prepared a delicious dinner of pork chops, Rice-A Roni, salad, and a blend of broccoli, cauliflower, and carrots. Himself pretty much only eats green beans, carrots, and wax beans which the Eldest says look like sick green beans, so we both found the veggie mix a delightful change of pace from Himself's usual. I had my leftover Coke from the pizza dinner, and The Eldest had some water in the cute, blue mug from her Corelle Cottage Country set.

After dinner, we watched another episode of Doctor Who. Stay tuned next week, same time, same blog for the final episode of my Pennsylvania saga.

Drop by hosts, Bleubeard and Elizabeth's blog to find out what the rest of the T Stands For gang is up to. If you want to play, include in your Tuesday post a beverage or container for a beverage. Don't forget to link your blog to Bleubeard and Elizabeth's page.

Monday, February 19, 2018

Happy Mail


My tablemate from Reggie's class sent me a Valentine. Her signature is sheep. Looks like someone has been practicing. Well done, L.

Sunday, February 18, 2018

How Does Your Garden Grow?


Good morning, Moon.


Is it Spring?


Oy! More snow!


Juncos (Snowbirds) at the feeder.


The path before me and the end of the driveway to shovel by hand. 4 or 5 inches (10.6 - 12.7 cm)  of snow


The mailbox survived another storm.


Little white clouds scudding by


Why are you shoveling the driveway by hand, you're asking.  Yes, that's a red snowblower near the dishwasher. The painters were kind enough to move the portable dishwasher to the driveway for the scrap man to pick up on Sunday.

 Later, I overheard one of the young men saying he didn't know if he had enough gas to get to a gas station. He was riding on fumes and didn't know the area. I told him if there was any gas in the gas can, in the garage he could have it. He was relieved and thankful. And then neither Himself or I remembered to get the gas tank filled for the snow blower  for the predicted storm.  Temperatures were supposed to be mild so the snow would melt quickly. I might not have bothered shoveling except for the scrap man to pick up the dishwasher and the Nephew and his wife coming to pick up a rocking chair. I wasn't sure there was enough gas to snow blow the driveway.


But there was.


And since temperatures mid-week are supposed to get into the high 60s, (15.5 oC.)  maybe even close to 70 oF. (21 oC), I'm not going to brush off my car. I'll wait for the melt.

How does your garden grow?