The Night I Wet My Pants

the-conjouringMiss Bee loves scary movies.  In the last 6 months or so I have been her chaperone to see Mama, Warm Bodies and World War Z.  I always have to sit by myself in the theatre because she and her friends like to sit on the back row.  So, surrounded by my popcorn, candy and a drink I have to console myself when scream worthy moments arise.  It’s kinda like counseling.  Just tough it out.

Several weeks ago I read about the new movie The Conjuring in a magazine.  I won’t reveal too much about it, but it’s based on a true story of a family who move into a farm house in Rhode Island only to be forced out again because of demons living in the home.  A real-life couple, The Warrens, who’ve dedicated their lives to helping families with these types of issues, come to the rescue.

hot-guy-in-conjouringHere’s a few observations.  The movie has no gore or random slashing.  It’s pure scary, suspense.  A cross between Amityville Horror and Poltergeist.  Both movies scared the pants off me.  This movie is set in 1971 so it’s full of kitchy 70s décor and vibe.  Doors that randomly open and close.  The mayhem starts at 3:07 a.m. every night.  Yikes.

If this couple showed up to help me exercise demons from the house, I’d be set.  He’s dreamy, she’s gorgeous.

A few tips.  Be prepared to scream.  Take your blood pressure meds before hand.  Plan to go straight home to bed because you’ll be exhausted from screaming and constantly pointing behind someone’s head to say “turn around.”

hanging-feet“What?  Do you see something?”
girl-in-rocking-chair
“Mommy can’t play right now.  She’s missing her face. Cause, I ate it off.”
I hope they conjure up a sequel.  Perfect, summer movie.

Car Go Kit

I finally had it with my mess of a center console in the Hive mobile.  While the rest of the car is clean and trash free I was making the console my junk pile with all the “I keep meaning” to take those inside stuff.  I tried to get organized with a round bag, but it wasn’t keeping everything sorted.

 

 As I was going through Earnie’s things, I found the bag she purchased from Sister Bee from her Thirty One business.  Mother had used it for all her bible study and church things.  I thought it would be perfect and it would put a little part of her in the car with me everyday.  She had it monogrammed to say “On the Go.” 

So, these are the three bags I am working with.  The red one came from Sister Bee last Christmas.  I keep it in the car with all my coupons for the stores I shop. 

The green and yellow bag my niece made me, houses gum, mints, bobby pins, a small pouch of tissues, and little loose things.

Next, I got to working on all the things I like to keep in my car.  This bag has pouches all around it and a plastic liner (which came from Staples) to keep the bag stiff for organizing inside:

1.  Caldrea wipes (they have a really fresh smell.  Great for wipes down a dusty dash)
2.  Scissors — when I go to the Post Office sometime I need scissors to cut packing tape or open a package.
3.  Pens
4.  Hand Sanitizer
5.  Phone charger
6.  Sunglasses and glass cleaner
7.  Box of Kleenex
8.  Note pad
9.  Einstein Travel Mug (refills of their yummy hazelnut coffee are only $1.29 with the reusable mug)
10.  Fanny Pack with ear phones for walking
11.  Bag of wet wipes to pass around the car for messy hands

I put the console platform down and the bag fit perfectly in it’s place, with room for my purse. The bag has handles so I can easily pull it out to move it elsewhere or take inside.

Organizing your car.  An easy weekend project.

Bringing Cheer…Wine to a Friend

I made the Cheerwine Cake from this post for the church lady’s birthday.  Picked up a 6-pack of bottles from World Market — my new hangout.  I picked up a few other things to share with you for a blog segment on Bastille Day!

Got to work making the cake.  It’s always risky trying a new recipe on a friend.  But, hey, if friends can’t tell you the cake was awful then who can you trust?  The recipe is easy peasy.  If you want it, post a comment.  BTW, I love comments.  It helps me to know I am not the only one reading my blog.

You basically take a box of devil’s food cake mix and add in eggs, oil, Cheerwine, and almond extract.

I had to take a sip of the cola.  It tastes like cherry Dr. Pepper married Mr. Pibb.

I made a slight adjustment to the icing.  It said to only use 2 1/4 cups of powdered sugar which I didn’t think yielded the consistency needed for the icing.  I added another cup to make it a little thicker.  I sprinkled toasted chopped walnuts on top, instead of pecans.

Wrapped it up in a disposable pan that came with a pretty blue plastic lid.  Added a ribbon and flowers from my garden.  Disposable pans are the best because they don’t have to be returned.  Friends don’t make friends wash and return dishes.  Stock up on them when they go on sale.

Gave her the rest of the Cheerwine for a birthday toast along with a cute package of napkins and a card.  A fun, easy way to tell someone you think they are a really big deal.

P.S.  Church lady — if the cake is gross I owe you an Elizabeth Doyle’s cake.  It’s a sure fire winner.  Love you!

What to Wear Wednesday

Here’s my summer time outfit I sported today…

Started with my new “M” initial earrings from Sister Bee.  Love them!

Add polka dot shorts from Old Navy.  I stocked up on
new shorts back at the first of spring when they
were on sale.  Trying to keep jogging shorts for
exercise and not running errands.
 

 
Mix in a Vera Bradley paisley reversible belt.
I scored several of these a few years back on clearance.
I love them.  Add a bright yellow Isaac Mizrahi t-shirt
from QVC…and Miss Bee’s toes.

 
Finish with my fun slip-on tennis shoes from
Old Navy.
 
 
This spells a fun day.

Earnie: The Best Last Week of Her Life

 

I said goodbye to my dear, precious Earnie last week.  Many of my blog entries have been about the funny things we have experienced living as Mother and daughter in the same house.  When God presented me with this opportunity seven years ago I had no idea that the journey she and I would go on together would be just as much as a gift for her as it was for me.    I am only on the tip of opening a well of emotion that stirs inside me.  My sister put it very well, “I feel like my heart is broken open.  With love flowing out.” My hurt over missing her is cushioned by the fact that I know she is with Daddy.

I spoke at her funeral last week. It was my last goodbye.  Honoring all that is good about her.  Here is her story of the best last week of her life. 

Our daddy died two years ago and sadly my brother took his life shortly after that. So, in six weeks time, our mother lost her husband of 64 years and her child. You can imagine her sadness. We were so proud of her bravery. She never complained. She just kept going. This past January, she lost her best friend, Margaret. Margaret was the perfect combination of a confidant, mother and friend. Since Margaret’s death, Mother lost a little bit of her sparkle.


Last week was the best week of our Mother’s life. Sunday, she came to church. She was responsible for the refreshments for her Sunday School class that morning. I could tell she wanted me to make something good because her reputation was at stake. She gave the devotional and offered the prayer in her class. Later that evening, she and Nancy and Jake Jacobs attended an organ concert in the sanctuary.


When she came home from church that evening, she lit up when she talked about how beautiful the Elizabeth Cramer Chapel was, especially the stained glass windows that came from her former church at Westcliff. She said she couldn’t wait for the first person to have their wedding or funeral in the chapel because she knew it would be glorious. Daddy is thrilled to know his beloved Earnestine is “the first.”


On Monday, she and her brother George — whom we lovingly refer to as Uncle G or the G man because we think he is a rock star — took her to the grocery store. They loved those weekly trips to run errands together.


On Tuesday, she was back at church for her Martha Circle. Kay Sherman always came to get Mother for their circle meetings and Mother looked forward to spending time with her and the other ladies in the group. When she got home she told me how proud she was of Joan Morris for being the Circle leader this past year and how much she was going to miss being in the Martha Circle next year.


On Wednesday, Mary Jo Springer picked up Mother and they went to the last Harmony Club meeting of the year. When she came home she looked so beautiful and shared what a lovely time she had.


Wednesday night is pizza night in our house. Mother always looked forward to it and I did too, because it meant I didn’t have to cook. As we were passing each other in the kitchen. She stopped me and looked at me and said “You love me don’t you?” Really emphasizing the LOVE part. I replied, “absolutely” and we hugged. Those were the last words she and I ever spoke to each other.


On Thursday, our Mother died. Surrounded by her family…and a priest. Which, if you want to take me to coffee sometime, I will tell you the amazing side story of how a Protestant family and a Catholic priest met one night. It sounds like the start of a great joke that our daddy would tell. But, I can assure you it was part of an amazing journey the Lord planned just for Mother.


Mother was a faithful servant of the Lord. She started each day in prayer, mediation and study of the Lord’s word. Everyday she would say the same devotional. As Mother’s last gift to you we want you to hear the words of Earnestine’s Devotional. 


Best Day of my Life


Today, when I awoke, I suddenly realized that this is the best day of my life, ever! There were times when I wondered if I would make it to today; but I did! And because I did I’m going to celebrate!


Today, I’m going to celebrate what an unbelievable life I have had so far; the accomplishments, the many blessings, and, yes, even the hardships because they have served to make me stronger. I will go through this day with my head held high, and a happy heart. I will marvel at God’s seemingly simple gifts: The morning dew, the sun, the clouds, the trees, the flowers, the birds.


Today, none of these miraculous creations will escape my notice.


Today, I will share my excitement for life with other people. I will make someone smile. I’ll go out of my way to perform an unexpected act of kindness for someone I don’t even know.


Today, I’ll give a sincere compliment to someone who seems down. I’ll tell a child how special he or she is. I’ll tell someone I love just how deeply I care for them and how much they mean to me.


Today is the day I quit worrying about what I don’t have and start being grateful for all the wonderful things God has already given me. I’ll remember that to worry is just a waste of time because my faith in God and His Divine Plan ensures everything will be just fine.


And tonight, before I go to bed, I’ll go outside and raise my eyes to the heavens. I will stand in awe at the beauty of the stars and the moon, and I will praise God for these magnificent treasures. As the day ends and I lay my head down on my pillow, I will thank the Almighty for the best day of my life. And I will sleep the sleep of a contented child, excited with expectation because I know tomorrow is going to be the best day of my life ever!


The last week of Mother’s life, her sparkle came back. She looked more beautiful and happier than we had seen her in a long time. Now we know that her glow was the light of Christ taking her hand for her journey home. Amen.

Dear Postman, Please Deliver to Camp

When I was away at summer camp, Earnie didn’t send me gifts in the mail.  Side bar:  My gift was usually waiting when I came home — a totally cleaned out and newly decorated bedroom.  The thing now is when you send your kid away for camp, they need to get mail cause all the other kids are getting mail and gifts!

Some parents go overboard on the whole “I don’t want my child to feel alone during camp, so here’s $150 dollars.  Go treat your cabin to treats in the snack shack.”  I don’t go that crazy, but I do like to send her a few small things so she gets something every day during mail call.  The camp has a mail box so on Sunday when you drop little precious off you can drop their mail marked with their name and what day you want it delivered.  Camp is six days = six gifts.

I stopped into World Market today for something work-related and found tons of fun things in the back of the store near all the food… things that won’t end up back at home for Ruthie, the wienerful, to eat, chew up, or throw up.  Everything was about $2 each. 

Bubbles that you can hold.

 
Ruthie saw this candy dispenser that shrinks
to a slinky and said Miss Bee had to have it.

 
Jelly Beans.  Cause everyone needs a
Gluten Free, GMO (what?) free, nut free,
fat free, gelatine free and kosher treat.  Whatever.

 
Something to do as she drifts off to sleep
 
Explosive fun.
 
 
The camp counselor will LOVE me.
 
 
 
And summer wouldn’t be complete without
the essential CrackerJacks.
 
Have fun, honey.  


Digging Yellow — It’s Mellow

Yellow and orange are my fave colors du jour.  Here’s my mellow yellow journal.

I love the wall color with the grey dresser and hot pink accents.

Miss Bee’s science project.  Anatomy of a cell.

Love this reddish/orange chair.
 

 
 Yellow rattan chairs.

Fun journal from Barnes and Noble.

 
 Greenish yellow ottoman and hot pink.  Love.
 

Book I want to read.

Mrs. Schumacher’s Pretzel Rods.  She’s teaching her daughter,
Miss Anna, the trade.

 
Lemon Drop Cookies
 
 
This is an easy cookie to make.  You can change up the flavors by using different cake mixes and extracts.
 
1 box of lemon cake mix
2 eggs
1/3 cup oil
1 tsp lemon extract

 
Mix all ingredients.  Form about a 3/4 tsp of dough into a ball and roll in powdered sugar.  Bake on a cookie sheet 6-9 minutes at 375 degrees.  Dust with sifted powered sugar when cooled.  Makes about 5-6 dozen.
 
Flavor ideas:  Chocolate with peppermint extract; strawberry with orange extract; vanilla with almond.  Combinations are endless.

Hope Springs Eternal

I’m cold.  It’s 40 degrees outside.  Rainy.  Phil was a little premature in his forecast of spring.  But, I know that soon, it will be hot. 100. Humid. 

Here’s a little stroll of my backyard sanctuary.  Even though I may be cold, my little garden is in heaven.

 
Spinach.
 
 

Letuce.
 

 
Flowers.
 

 
What to wear.
 
 
 
Tomorrow:  Scenes of a Mellow Yellow.


Epic. Cake. Fail.

This was the first recipe to try from the Cake magazine I mentioned here.  It’s the Brown Sugar Pound cake.

Two things happened here.  First, when I was measuring the ingredients I measured five cups of flour.  Once ready to eat it was so bland and just plain, gah.  I have never made a cake that turned out tasteless.  So, I looked back at the recipe.  Oh.  I was supposed to put in three cups of flour (the magic number five was for the eggs).  Oops.  But, still, even if I had just put in the minimum of three cups, I think it would have still tasted, gah.  Oh, and here’s a tip.  When you use too much flour the cake never cooks all the way through.  After two hours — no exaggeration here — I finally took the cake out.  Nice burned edges, and ooey gooey raw batter in the middle.  Gah.

Second, the icing.  No where in the recipe does it say ”WAIT TILL CAKE IS DONE” to start making the icing.  It was a dreamy caramel sauce.  But when the cake was ready to be drizzled with the heavenly sauce, this is what happened:

Triple, gah.   I was determined to get the damn icing on.  So, with my Spackle tool I applied the icing.  Which is as illustrated in photo A.

I cut a slice and had Earnie eat it.

Earnie in her nice, Southern gal kinda way said it wasn’t too bad, but not the best I have ever made.  So, down into the trash went five cups of flour, 5 eggs, 2 sticks of butter, about nine cups of sugar, and my pride….

The end.

Slow Cooker Chicken Parmesan

Awesome slow cooker recipe for Chicken Parmesan from Full Bellies.  I started with Six Sisters Stuff and visited their recipe index and found 25 slow cooker recipes.  They also have tons of freezer meals that you prep in a gallon zip lock then throw into your slow cooker.  Yummy.

So last night I made the chicken parm.  It smelled so good.  Only took 4 hours on high.  Layers of chicken, mozzarella cheese and marinara sauce.  It was pull apart, juicy and the perfect comfort food.  I served it with whole wheat spaghetti, grilled zucchini (ala Mrs. Burdette), and steamed lemon broccoli.  Earnie deemed it the best dinner she’s had at Windwood in quite a while.

Check out both sites for delish recipes.  Have a fab Friday.