Good Wedding

Some of my favorites.

Where the Born Loser Kicks In

 

Do you read the Born Loser Comics? 

I've had a few moments this past weekend.  First one was Friday night at the ballgame.  Nate won at least.  But I sat in some gum.  A big hunk of sticky gum.  It was not coming off either.  I used an ice cube at the game and it did very little.  Next I tried the freezer trick.  Not much better.  Peanut butter, however, did the trick.

I guess the gum sticks to the peanut butter instead of the material? 

Next up... Nate, Dorcas, and I shot a wedding on Saturday and we came home pretty shot ourselves.  I ventured out to the garden to pick some flowers and was surprised to see a big old horse standing there where my corn used to be.  So the horse ate our corn.  Lovely. 

The fence was down and we did not notice, is why the horse got in.  

 

Mosquito got her eye. 

This is Why

Nate at his best. This is why we bring him along.

I Wonder

When did I learn to love vintage stuff?  Yes, vintage, that word that gets tagged to junk on Craigslist everyday.

You would think they are playing chess.

 

Fifty cents at a yard sale = hours of happy play and fights galore.  It did not come with cars so ebay came through in that department.

Well, it's Friday... busiest day of the week.

What Saturday Mornings Look Like, And Summer Too!

A relaxed Saturday morning at our house almost always starts with pancakes by Nate.  

Last night we had a date making pickles.  Only he spent most of the time running to the grocery store (two trips) and I took my eyes off of my Stormin' Norman (Stuart) for just a second and there was dill seed and weed just everywhere. We call Stuart Stormin' Norman when he storms around all mad.  I will happily put the pickles in the cold cellar.  For we tasted some and they make you want another one. 

Recipe from friend Heidi Musser

Sweet Dill Pickles

 

4 c vinegar (i used apple cider vinegar instead of distilled)

4 c water

6 c sugar

4 T salt

Heat together until boiling.

 

3/4 tsp dill seed

3/4 tsp dill weed

Alum

Garlic cloves

A few chopped onions

 

Slice or chunk pickles and soak in ice water while mixing rest of ingredients. In the bottom of each jar put dill seed and dill weed and a few chopped onions. Pack with sliced cucumbers. Put a garlic clove and a pinch of alum on the top of each jar. Pour hot boiling juice over pickles and process jars in water until they boil. Remove jars from water and allow to seal.

Where Everything Smells Like the Campfire

Really

Really I don't care if you call me Jo or Lydia Jo or Lydia. 
And I don't care which door you come in at my house.  That is if I know you are coming.  If you come in the garage door and scare me in my kitchen I will jump and scream.  I always do.
And I don't mind if you boss my children around. I'll take all the help I can get. ha ha. 

 First painting I did since like 2009.  Shame. Felt so so rusty. It's all palate knife.  I had to buy a lot of paint to even do this painting.  This means I should use the paint up before it turns into a hard lump of junk. I do not like old paint. I started it at Julia Swartz' Studio in Lanc. She is just one of my favorite artists.

Here she is. Julia the artist