Just a moment to remember true heros.


Memorial day is coming.

Day is done, gone the sun, from the hills, from the lake, From the skies.

All is well, safely rest, God is nigh. Go to sleep, peaceful sleep, May the soldier or sailor, God keep.

On the land or the deep, Safe in sleep. Love, good night,

Must thou go, When the day, And the night, Need thee so?

All is well. Speedeth all, To their rest. Fades the light; And afar, Goeth day, And the stars, Shineth bright,

Fare thee well; Day has gone, Night is on. Thanks and praise, For our days, ‘Neath the sun, Neath the stars, ‘Neath the sky, As we go,

This we know,
God is nigh.

Those are the words to taps. Thats the song that is played at every soldiers funeral.

I’ve been involved with the military all my life. My father was in the Army. My husband was in the Army. Now my son is in the Army. Three generations of protecting our country.

Please tell a veteran thank you. It’ll make their day and you’ll never know just how much it means to them.

If you dont know a veteran take a moment of silence and remember the ones who never came home.

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I dunno what it is…

I dunno what it is, but these ladies always make me think they are up to something.

I mean, look at them!

Do they look trustworthy?

Always lurking in pairs, whispering about their nefarious plans for world domination.

Maybe I am just insecure, but they make me feel excluded.

And worried.

I better go make sure they haven’t lifted all the cash from my purse.

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Summer in a pan

Summer equals rhubarb.

At least for me it does.

We lived in Washington till I was 12.  We were on a farm with nice, big rhubarb plants.  Mom made rhubarb jam, rhubarb pies, rhubarb pie, does this sound familiar?

So, the rhubarb is up.  I’ve actually been ignoring it for about a week due to being angry with it for daring to be the wrong variety.  We don’t get those big, thick, ruby red stalks that real rhubarb has.  We get little pencils, mostly green, with some mauve streaks.

But I figured that while I wait for the baby plant to grow up big the way I want I will make due and have myself a rhubarb crisp like Mom used to make.

You’ll need:

Crust
2/3 C butter, melted
1 1/2 C rolled oats
1 1/2 C flour
1 C brown sugar
1 Tsp cinnamon

Mix together and pat about 1/2 to 2/3 into the bottom of a greased 9×13 pan.  Save the remainder for the topping.

Filling
5 C chopped rhubarb
1 C sugar
1/2 C water
3 heaping Tbsp flour
1/4 Tsp salt
1 Tsp vanilla

Combine sugar, flour, and salt.  Mix well in a small sauce pan.  Add water and heat over medium heat till thick, then add vanilla.  Pour rhubarb into pan, and drizzle syrup over everything.  Top with remaining crumbles.  Bake at 350F for 60 minutes or until top is golden brown.

Allow to cool and enjoy.

I tossed in some dried raspberries this time.  Its good with apples too.

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Dinner to impress.

Sometimes you just need an lazy way to cook something that will impress. I was expecting some company for dinner and had a million and one things to accomplish that day. So I wanted something I could basically throw on the grill and say TahDah! Continue reading

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Making a Splash

Isn’t she lovely, despite the dirty look she is giving the camera?

I do love the splash birds.  They always look so put together with their messy feather coloring.

To me, the splash coloring looks like a wash-and-wear hairstyle.  Except when you gain weight you don’t look like John Candy.

Did I just date myself?  Does anyone remember John Candy?

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