Thursday, January 27, 2011


Kids art makes me smile. I love the colors. I love the faces. Under this picture the caption reads: "My cat goes on my part of the bunk bed." You can see the little cat on the bottom bunk, snuggling up to the little girl in the bottom bunk. So cute.
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Tuesday, January 25, 2011

* Yum!

A recipe card recently fell out of an old book I found.  It was written in my high school handwriting with large bubble letters.  Next to the title it said, "* Yum!"  with a star and everything.  I had to give it a try, it must have been a good recipe if I liked it as a teen.  So I made a big pot and it was actually pretty tasty. 
Hamburger Bean Pot
Cook together until beans are tender
1Cup dried white (or pinto) beans, washed, drained and soaked overnight.
1tsp. salt
3 quarts cold water

Brown 1 lb hamburger with 1 chopped onion then add to beans
also add:
1 quart tomatoes
1 cup chopped celery
1 cup chopped carrots
1 cup chopped potatoes
2 beef bullion cubes
1/4 tsp pepper
1/4 cup uncooked rice
1 tsp. chili powder
Cook for 1 1/2 hours or until everything is done.  Just before eating, add some frozen peas.
Makes about 6 quarts.

*When I made this I used beans in a can. The ones that are already cooked.  I used kidney and butter beans.  I was going for fast and easy and didn't plan ahead for soaking dried beans overnight.   It still turned out fabulous.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Snow for the new year.

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Looking ahead!

There are some interesting signs that I have noticed around our community. This one is on the way into town. Someone turned the intersection sign in to a large "J" and added the letters "ake" after it. Even though I live far away from my brother I always think of him when I see this sign. He is my brother that is always doing something adventuresome and daring. Like the time he tried to burn his school papers at the end of the year. He went outside and put them in a pile, added what he thought was diesel, and lit a match. It turns out, he really had gasoline and the papers ignited into a ball of fire. If I recall he was leaning over the papers to light them and so his head ended up inside the flames. His hair was singed clear to the back of his head. Even the hairs in his nose were singed. Of course, since I was the oldest sister, being left to watch my younger siblings while my parents were out, I had to come to his rescue. I remember calling 911 and filling the bathtub with water. He made a full recovery, but still had a few more pyromaniac experiences to add to his resume. Each one a little more dramatic, and with more pizazz, but those are stories for another post. So, to end this post, I give a shot out to my risk-taking, thrill-seeking, audacious, exploratory brother and I'm sure who ever vandalized this sign must have also had a few of those qualities.
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