Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Upside-Down Apple Pie
6 to 8 servings
6 tablespoons (3/4 stick) butter, melted, divided
1/2 cup packed light brown sugar
1/2 cup chopped pecans
1 (15-ounce) package folded refrigerated pie crusts
1 cup granulated sugar
1/3 cup all-purpose flour
3/4 teaspoon ground cinnamon
5 large Granny Smith or other firm apples, peeled, cored, and cut into 1/2-inch wedges
Preheat oven to 375°F. Coat a deep-dish pie plate with nonstick cooking spray and line it with waxed paper. Coat wax paper with cooking spray.
In a small bowl, combine 4 tablespoons butter, the brown sugar, and pecans; mix well and spread evenly over bottom of pie plate. Unfold 1 pie crust and place it in pie plate, pressing crust firmly against nut mixture and sides of plate; set aside.
In a large bowl, combine granulated sugar, flour, cinnamon, and remaining 2 tablespoons butter; mix well. Add apples and toss gently to coat. Spoon into pie crust.
Unfold second pie crust and place over apple mixture. Trim and fold edges together to seal. Using a knife, cut four 1-inch slits in top crust.
Bake 1 to 1-1/4 hours, or until crust is golden. Carefully loosen wax paper around rim and invert pie onto a serving plate while still hot. Remove wax paper and allow to cool slightly; cut into wedges and serve warm, or allow to cool completely before serving.
PREPARATION TIP: To make sure you don't have to do any oven cleanup, position a cookie sheet on the bottom oven rack to catch any juices that may leak from the pie while it's baking.
This recipe came from HERE.
Monday, September 28, 2009
I just went over to my neighbor's across the street to take her some sugar cookies I made today and tell her everybody else cancelled. She said she was disappointed. She's one who doesn't know how to crochet and is looking forward to learning. I told her she could come over any time and I'd teach her what I could.
So, of course, I have work to do, AND I have to sweep up the dog hair and dust again even though my housekeeper was here on Friday, wipe down the bathroom and change the hand towel, bake some sugar cookies, sweep the front porch, and pick out some patterns and stuff for everybody to look at or use or whatever. Whew! I'm glad I have a lot to do. That way I won't sit around worrying and fretting about whether everyone will just sit around in silence staring at each other. Ha! I'm such a freak.
I'm hoping to be finished with my work by noon so i can spend the afternoon on all that other fun stuff.
Changing the subject: Do y'all watch The Wendy Willliams Show? She cracks me UP! I have grown to love and adore her. She's so sweet, but she's also over the top with her personality and appearance. It makes me laugh. I want her to come to my crochet meeting, That would liven things up for sure.
I am a Ritz Cracker Lover. This variety is good, but they have a flaw...they crumble very easily and make a mess! I mean, you barely touch them and they crumble into a million pieces. The brown sugar-cinnamon flavor is more subtle than I thought it would be. I thought they would be covered in cinnamony-sugar like the cinnamon graham crackers are, but the brown sugar and cinnamon is baked-in rather than on top.
Bottom line: I like them, but I would not serve them at a party or take them anywhere because of the crumble issue. Too bad, because these could have really been FANTASTIC. Instead they're just okay. I still prefer the regular Ritz. The Vegetable Ritz are good too and had no issue with crumbling. Again, I still prefer the regular Ritz.
I finished another of Doris Chan's All Shawls last night. This one is for my favorite Auntie Gay. She's coming to visit next month and it's her birthday.
I don't know why, but I don't think this picture shows this one very well. Maybe because of the black color behind it. It looks prettier in person. I really enjoy making this pattern. I've always used the Caron Spa yarn to make it, and I love the way it feels and drapes with this yarn.
Okay, I must stop blabbing and go finish my work. I have too much to do to be yacking like this. Any other day I'd be struggling for something to write.
Friday, September 25, 2009
Eli had his bath and blowdry a couple of days ago. He was a lot more fluffed out. I think the humidity made his hair flat. I'm glad I'm not the only one.
This is the chair that I sit in most of the time now and crochet at my table. (That's your shawl on the table, Auntie Gay!) I guess I could move it into the living room, but I've enjoyed the change of scenery in here and listening to the TV is good enough. It's on Fox News most of the day anyway. The chair has arms on it for which to rest my elbows so it's not so hard on my arms. Funny story about the rocking chair...well, not funny, but you know...
We call this "The Death Chair." It belonged to a great, great aunt of mine and she died while sitting in it. (I wonder if she was crocheting?) My grandmother had it reupholstered in a country blue color and in her house for years, and when she and my grandfather moved into a nursing home, I claimed it as mine. My mother reupholstered it yet again in this pretty black and gold, and I just love it now.
Okay, maybe that wasn't such an interesting story after all. Whatever. I'm reaching for material here, people.
I took this picture of Fletch just a few minutes ago. It makes me laugh because of his teeth. I'd give anything if this picture had not been blurred. He has the prettiest, whitest, brightest teeth ever, especially that bottom row, which he flashes at us quite often. It always makes us laugh because we think they look like dentures. They are just too perfect to be real! And what dog goes around flashing his teeth at people anyway? It's weird.
Have a great weekend!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Okay, so I have a window cleaner guy here this morning to clean the inside and outside of my windows. He's a very nice British guy that's probably about my age. (Which means he's younger than me because I always think younger people are my age. It's a shocker when I see someone my own age and know they're the same age I am. I always think, "They look so old! Do I look that old?" I see myself as perpetually 30 years old.) I got off-topic there...sorry. Where was I?
Oh yes...I'm laughing and cringing. So he's standing right in front of my computer screen on my desk writing up the invoice and chatting about what I do for a living. The screen is completely visible to him and quite large.
Well, after he left, I turned around to go back to whatever I was doing here, and on the screen, big as Dallas, A GIANT VIAGRA PAGE! I had clicked on a link in an email in my inbox just as he knocked on the door, and surprise, surprise, that's what loaded up and was spalashed all over my computer screen. GAH!
I just went back to where he was working and asked him if he had seen what was on my computer. He said he didn't. And then I started telling him what I had found on my computer screen after he walked out and how embarrassed I was. That's when he fessed up that he HAD seen that it said something about Viagra. OMG. How embarrassing! Why me? Why exactly at that moment did I click on that stupid link? Do you think he believes me that I wasn't really shopping online for Viagra?
Good lord. It's both hilarious and mortifying at the same time.
My windows are looking pretty though.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
I got a Patternworks catalog in the mail yesterday. I spent a lot of time going through it and marking yarn pages I wanted to look at again. I think I'll be ordering some yarn today on their website in the next few days. I just want some different yarns that what I can get at Walmart or Hobby Lobby. There's really not much of a selection of different yarns at those places. But you can get 40,000 different colors of cheap Red Heart!
I think I'll work some more on the All Shawl I have started and then maybe crochet the border on that first braided strip of the afghan today.
Eli is in desperate need of a bath & blowdry. I may tackle that today too.
Barnaby is sick. We both had a touch of something over the weekend and felt kind of crappy with the big D. I'm feeling fine now, but he started getting really congested Sunday night and was much worse yesterday when he got home from work. He even went to the doctor, and that's really something for him. He NEVER goes to the doctor unless he feels like he's dying.
Anyway, they tested for one kind of flu, which he doesn't have. He got some antibiotics and something for the congestion so hopefully he'll feel better soon. He went to work today like a big dummy, but I bet I see him home soon. He really shouldn't go spread it around to the entire world, but he's stubborn and wouldn't listen.
Okay, I've got to go if I'm going to do everything I said I was today. Bye.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
This is a picture of a page in a pattern magazine for the latest afghan I've started. My sister came over yesterday and crocheted a couple of chains for me. Each one of those braids is made up of three long pieces that start with close to 300 chains each. And then you have to make 10 of each of those panels. Here are the colors I'm making mine out of. Not sure yet which of these colors I will use to edge it.
I hope I actually finish this some day. I think it'll be pretty. I know I'll have to set it aside to finish up some Christmas things and birthday things, but maybe early next year it will be finished.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Dripping with honey and syrup and everything sickeningly sweet,
It's about 7:30 p.m. at The Big Walmart:
ME: Do you know what sounds good?
HIM: No, what?
ME: A rootbeer float. (We are passing the ice cream aisle)
HIM: Yes, that does sound good. But just wait and we'll go get one tomorrow.
ME: (I say nothing)
Later in the car on the way home:
ME: I bet Baskin Robbins has rootbeer floats.
HIM: Yes, I imagine they do. But let's just wait and we'll get one tomorrow.
ME: I know what you're doing! You're just trying to delay it so maybe I won't get one! You know I won't want to leave the house again tomorrow!
HIM: (Mistake) But you are on a diet!
ME: (Silence...staring out the passenger side window)
Approximately 5 minutes passes in silence.
HIM: (Another Mistake) Are you giving me the silent treatment now because I said that?
ME: Yes, I am! I am 48 years old, and I DO NOT need to be reminded when I am on a damn diet! I know I'm on a diet, but I want a rootbeer float anyway! And if I want a rootbeer float, I can have one! I am nearly 50 years old, for god's sake!
HIM: You were just 48 a second ago.
ME: You are being a smartass now! That IS nearly 50! And it sounds better in this case!
HIM: How am I suppose to support you when you are on a diet then?
ME: I don't know, but NOT BY TELLING ME I CAN'T HAVE SOMETHING!
Silence the rest of the way to Baskin Robbins. Barnaby parks and gets out...
ME: Are you going to have one?
ME: Now you are just being smug because you can resist one and I can't!
HIM: (Sighs in exasperation and walks inside)
In the car on the way home...
ME: Do you want a bite?
HIM: No, not at all.
ME: (Mockingly) Not at all. I am better than you because I don't even want a bite. Not just no, but no, NOT AT ALL!
HIM: God! You are impossible.
(But he WAS just being smug, I know it. And that was the best rootbeer float I've ever had!)
Friday, September 18, 2009
Crochet a few rows according to the instructions, count, count, count, and rip it out and start over.
Crochet a few rows altering the instructions, count, count, count, rip it out and start over.
Repeat above 10 or 72 times, give up and start a DIFFERNT poorly-written, stupid-ass crochet pattern.
Crochet a few rows according to the instructions, count, count, count, and rip it out and start over.
Repeat 4 or 46 times, give up and dye my hair, take a shower, and eat some lunch.
Look at the crochet mess on my dining room table, curl my upper lip like Elvis, walk away.
Sit down at my computer to make this entry and bitch. That part is done.
Now I need to go to the grocery store for a few items, but I think I'll wait until Barnaby gets home and we can go to what we call, "The Big Walmart." The little Walmart is a Neighborhood Walmart that is just a grocery store and is only a couple of blocks from our house. I don't know why you needed to know that, but there ya go.
I'm going to go watch Shepard Smith and see what's happening in the rest of the world.
*Edited to add: Shepard is not there. Somebody else is sitting in for him. Yuck. I hate that.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
In the ancient canals just south of Mexico City sits an island of reportedly haunted dolls. The island's caretaker strung up the dolls in an attempt to ward off the evil spirit of a young girl who allegedly drowned there. Since that time the dolls themselves have taken on the girl's evil spirit and have been seen whispering to themselves and summoning those passing by to come to them. Recently, the island's caretaker Don Julian was found dead in the visiting canal where the girl also drowned and now his spirit also haunts the island.
I absolutely HATE being around dolls, even in normal, everyday situations. I think they're just creepy and don't like to be around them. When I visited my sister in San Diego, she put her dolls away while I was there. (Thank you, sister!)
There was one part of the investigation where a woman said she thought she saw a certain doll move (I think she said the doll closed her eyes, but I don't remember exactly now). The main guy in the show got up close to the doll and made the comment, "If this doll moves right now, I'll shit my pants!" Within ten seconds of him saying that, the doll opened one eye! GAH! I nearly shit my pants too.
And then there was another part where they were all taking a turn alone in a shack that is supposedly haunted. They each had to stay in there alone in the dark for 30 minutes, and then they would switch out. There were dolls hanging everywhere inside this shack. The fourth guy in the shack had an awful experience. You have got to see this poor guy's face a couple of times during his 30 minutes. He ran out of there screaming and yelling, "F*ck this!" I would bet you money he at least peed a little in his pants. Go watch it!
You can watch the entire episode or snippets of it HERE. Grab that bar after the video loads and move it to 11:00 to skip to the good parts. You may have to watch the commercial again, but then it will start up at the 11:00 mark. You'll only have to watch 11:00 thru 18:00-something to see the parts I described. The commercial will start up again right before the good part at the end, but stay with it and you'll see it immediately after.
It's still raining here. It's raining particularly hard right at this moment. I know I say this all the time, but I just love it!
I wish I could show you the things I've been working on the last two days, but they're for my swap partner so I can't.
Random Thought: I wish Hobby Lobby would deliver yarn to your house in thirty minutes like pizza. I want some, but I don't want to leave my house. I just wish everybody would deliver everything to my house immediately. I might never leave my house then! How lovely that would be. I'm sure if I had a lot of money I could hire someone to go get anything I wanted and deliver it to me instantly. But, alas, I do not. *Sigh*
Just to further confirm that I have the sense of humor of a 12-year-old boy sometimes, do you know what my favorite commercial is right now? It's that Gas-X commercial where a guy is in an office being interviewed for a job and he has gas really bad and he's trying not to fart and all he can think about is the fact that he has gas.
One guy in the office says to the lady that is interviewing him, "Your son, Rip, is on line toot." That cracks me up every time! I must have seen it 1,000 times because they run it all the time, and every single time, I still laugh. Barnaby just says, "You are such a child!" Ha-ha-ha. Whatever! It's funny!
You can see the whole commercial on YouTube HERE.
I keep smelling something dead in my house today. There's either a dead animal somewhere or one of my dogs has a gawd-awful case of the farts.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
I took this picture to show you Eli's foot. He stole a pen off the table and chewed on it until the ink leaked out on his white foot. I'm lucky that's the only place it leaked onto.
Except this picture doesn't show his foot at all, but managed to capture some interesting things I probably didn't want anyone to see. I decided to show it to you anyway so you could feel good about yourself. I hope you can read the captions. They're kind of small.
I'm sure it was just the way I was sitting that caused the fat roll. Uh-hem. Yes, that's what it was.
If I actually finish that shawl today, someone go to Utah and pick Bev up off the floor. She's fallen off of her chair. She finished hers long ago (like I should have).
I can't fix that picture. You'll just have to squint!
Monday, September 14, 2009
As you can tell since I'm crocheting for the first time in two weeks, I believe my tooth socket is healing. It doesn't hurt so far today, and it didn't start hurting yesterday until about noon. I think that's because I went to the dentist yet again on Saturday and he finally started me on some antibiotics. I'm hoping Day 3 on the antibiotics has chased that infection away. I guess he finally decided, "It not look so good."
I promise I shall not mention it again if it goes away today!
It's been raining here for three days, and I am in heaven with it. I just love the rain and lack of sunshine. It makes me very happy and cozy-feeling. We'd gotten 4 1/2 inches of much-needed rain for our lawn as of yesterday afternoon.
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
And do you know what he has said both times I've gone back to have more medicine packed in there? Read this with an Asian accent:
"It look good! It not look bad. The tissue doing what it supposed to do right now. Dry socket mean the socket empty and no blood clot in there. It look good! You come back Saturday. We will be here, and I will put more medicine in there for you. But it look good!"
I hate him.
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
I went back to the dentist this morning and he stuffed some medicine and gauze and his fingers and all kinds of wrenches and picks and stuff down in my tooth socket to try and make it feel better. He succeeded in making it throb even more, and that's about it. I have dry socket. And it sucks. And if I haven't told you in the last five minutes, I hate going to the dentist. I have horrible dental karma.
Oh, and I am not having that crochet group meeting tonight. I cancelled it. Well, actually, they cancelled it by not responding, but I sent out a formal cancellation email just in case somebody was going to just show up at the last minute. I really doubt I'll reschedule it because I'm just feeling all pissy about it now.
I'm going to go and lay down for a nap. Maybe I'll magically wake up feeling sunshiney and giddy and pleasant with fairy dust and twinkle toes.
What? It could happen.
Monday, September 07, 2009
We had family over for hotdogs yesterday so that was our big Labor Day celebration. Today I'm just hanging out at the house, pretty much like every other day. I might go try and find a book that looks good to read. I don't think I'll crochet because my right arm and shoulder need a rest. They've been screaming at me. My tooth socket where the dentist extracted that tooth is still screaming at me too. I wish it would hurry up and heal already.
Oh, and the first crochet group meeting is Tuesday evening, but nobody is responding so I'm thinking nobody is going to show up. I sent the first notification email through the neighborhood Website, but the moderators never approved it so nobody even saw it. So I sent out an email directly to the people who had first responded saying they would like to participate yesterday, but still nobody has responded. Whatever! I'm about to give up and just say screw it.
This is how things go when I start dealing with people. That's why I HATE it and just keep to myself most of the time. People are a pain in the ass.
And with that little bit of bitchiness, I'll leave you now. I'll try and be more pleasant next time.
Thursday, September 03, 2009
And here's another one I got called TOFUtsies. The label says it's made partially from shrimp and crab fibers! Weird. No, it doesn't stink. It also says it's naturally antibacterial. Um, okay.
It's awfully pretty whatever it's made of. I should have gotten more than one skein of both of these. I can't make much with just one skein. I don't know what I was thinking. Okay, yes I do. I was being cheap. The Noro was $18.95 per skein, and the TOFUtsies was $13.95 per skein. Day-um! I'm not use to paying that much, but now I've gone and spoiled myself to this beautiful stuff.
I need to go now. I just wanted to let y'all know I didn't die at the dentist. Have a great weekend.
Tuesday, September 01, 2009
I have a dentist appointment at 2:30. If you never hear from me again, I died from the fright or pain of it all. It's quite possible I will chicken out. Somebody please help meeeeeeeeee!
She won't even look at me. Because of this...
Isn't that incredible? And I didn't even get all the hair off of her because after about 45 minutes of brushing when I started in on her back legs and tail, she got really pissy and bit me twice. This is why I call her Kitty-Bitch most of the time. She's such a hag towards me and always has been, even though I'm the one who saved her life 18 years ago and I'm the one who brushes her and keeps her healthy.
Oh, but how she loves her Daddy! She rarely comes out from her bed unless he's home. She immediately comes out when he gets home from work and stays near him all evening. When I take the dogs and go to my happy place to read (bed), she voluntarily and happily sits in his lap! She NEVER does that with me. She's a hag I tell you....a grumpy old sea hag!