Tuesday, March 30, 2010

I'm afraid this won't last

Both of my children have recently had birthdays. I have a daughter that is now nine years old and a son who is officially a teenager. I won't lie.....they don't always get along. In fact, I think they sometimes prefer a little bickering. However, I did catch them getting along and actually, shall we say,.... "playing together?"

Or, maybe it was the sister hunting down the brother. Here is the girl running barefoot through the yard.

Laughing, yelling, and screaming her brother's name.

Taking careful aim.....

Only to realize he was hiding behind the gravel pile.

I don't think there are too many more of these episodes left between them.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Pay It Forward!!!!

"Paying it back", is an obligation. "Paying it forward", is to give because you want to.

I am taking part in a, Pay It Forward, with Vickie at, Sand Flat Farm. I look forward to seeing what I can give and to whom! Here is how it works....

If you want to join in the fun, just leave a comment saying you'd like to be included. The first three people to do so will receive a gift from me....sometime during the next year. In turn, they will post a, Pay It Forward, post on their blog and send a gift to three people who agree to participate. You never know when the gift will arrive in the mail. It will arrive sometime between now and next March. It is a lot of fun trying to find out what people like so you can send an appropriate gift. It can be bought or homemade and it doesn't need to be expensive at all.

I can't wait to see to whom I can, Pay It Forward!!!

Monday, March 22, 2010

Ya'll pray for me

Pray hard, because as of today I am officially the parent of a teenager. Thirteen years ago, this morning to be exact, the Deerslayer came into our lives.

Incredibly interested in nature, hunting, trap shooting, and primitive ways, he is an intriguing person. A bit hard to get to know, but very special to us.

All of those wonderful qualities and he still uses my dining room table to clean his weapons.

I might let that slide for a few more years.

Happy Birthday!

Saturday, March 20, 2010


Today our family loaded and headed to the big city for the annual dog show. I confess that I am the dog lover of the family. Secret Agent Man is pretty tolerant of the dogs who live with us.....all because I decided we, "needed", to give them a home. We don't own show dogs. In fact, three of the dogs we have currently owned came from shelters.

While there we saw dogs of ALL breeds, shapes, sizes, and personalities. This handsome man went into the show ring right after I snapped this picture.

There were quite a few Irish Wolfhounds trotting around the facility. Very beautiful creatures, who look large and intimidating, but are very sweet in demeanor.

The Corgis were being groomed while we walked around the owner/handler area. When they are not busy the owner and handlers are happy to talk about their specific breed. It is interesting to see how they set up their areas and how much time is spent grooming.

Don't you want to take this one home?

While there I made a purchase from the Pedigree company. I am sure you have seen their, "Dogs Rule", merchandise. A portion of the proceeds go to help shelter dogs find homes. If you would like to participate you may do so here. If you don't care to purchase from the company, then do one better and visit your local animal shelter and adopt a dog...or maybe a couple.

And that, dear folks, is the end.....

Monday, March 15, 2010

Bluegrass music and the influence of the Irish

With St. Patrick's Day virtually upon us, it's important to remember the influence of the Irish culture on Appalachian music. Bluegrass has its roots in Scottish, Welsh, English, African-American, and Irish music. The Scotch-Irish particularly made an impression on this unique style of music. My area of central Kentucky is rife with Scotch-Irish heritage.

In bluegrass, one or more instruments each takes a turn playing the melody and improvising around it. Others provide accompaniment. Typically there are the mandolin, acoustic guitar, banjo, fiddle, Dobro, and upright bass.

Bill Monroe is known as the, "Father of Bluegrass. Before Bill came onto the scene it was simply known as, "mountain hillbilly music". Bill's band was known as, The Blue Grass Boys. And, since they were from the bluegrass state of Kentucky, the name, "bluegrass music", stuck.

Bill Monroe was quoted as describing bluegrass music as such, "Scotch bagpipes and ole-time fiddlin'. It's Methodist and Holiness and Baptist. It's blues and jazz, and it has a high lonesome sound. It's plain music that tells a good story. It's played from my heart to your heart, and it will touch you. Bluegrass is music that matters. "

Before I got married, I had no idea about bluegrass music. I had never even heard of it. Well, that quickly changed as I had a father-in-law that was incredibly proficient with the mandolin and played in a bluegrass band. I have since come to love this style of music.

Below is a clip of one of my new favorite bands called, The Professors of Bluegrass. And, yes, a couple of them really are professors. If you would like to listen, remember to scroll down to the bottom of the page and turn off my music player.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Do you Zumba?

This weekend marked my first Zumba class. Described as dance fitness, it does involve a lot of, "hip shakin", during a full hour of dancing. Southern Fried Momma and myself are hooked. If you are not familiar, I have included a video for your enjoyment....

I believe I am glad this lady is not our instructor or I would be writing this post from my hospital bed.

Before you start this clip, scroll down and turn off the music player at the bottom of the page.

Friday, March 12, 2010

Blowing Bubbles

Finally.....good weather. We are outside and in actual sunshine. We have been playing, hula hooping, going for walks, and yes....blowing bubbles.

Toots is an expert.

She is also a very understanding subject for my camera.

She has some serious concentration.

Up, up and away....

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Ilene's Irish cake

Last week I received a professional magazine in the mail. While breezing through it, I found this recipe. It is good and a bit different. The pistachio, almond, and chocolate flavors combine to make a great taste. And, of course, St. Patrick's Day is just around the corner. What better way to help celebrate that with a green cake?

Let's get started, shall we? You will need the following:

1 box white cake mix
3 oz pkg pistachio pudding mix
3/4 cup oil
3/4 cup water
4 eggs
2 tsp almond extract
1 package of chocolate chips

Mix together the cake and pudding mixes. Mix until well combined. Add the water and oil, then add the eggs, one at a time. Finally, add the extract.

Pour only two-thirds of the batter into a well greased bundt pan.

Layer the chocolate chips over the batter in the pan and then spread the remaining batter over the chips.

Bake at 350 degrees for 50-60 minutes. My cake was complete at 47 minutes, so do watch your cake towards the end of the baking time.


Sunday, March 7, 2010

Country living lesson # 5,172

Yesterday morning Secret Agent Man and I were discussing our plans for the day. Genders were dividing in the household as Toots and I were going to the movies and Secret Agent Man was taking the Deerslayer, "shed hunting".

"Shed hunting", I asked. "Do we seriously need a shed here on the farm?" "And how much is that going to cost?"

I mean, for goodness sakes, we have a barn and a very large garage building. What was the man thinking?

"Most gorgeous Farmchick", (that's what he calls me), "We are looking for sheds....when the deer shed their antlers".


Friday, March 5, 2010


Real men wear pink.....

and that is all I have to say about that.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

This one's for you Mr. B

This past Christmas my parents, The Babs and Mr. B, gifted me with a set of Le Creuset cookware. I had long pined for this cookware and was so truly grateful to receive it. The last time I talked to Mr. B on the phone he expressed some concern about my using the cookware. Did I like it? Did I use it? Did I really like it, or was I just being nice?

Well, I just had to provide my dad with some photographic evidence of its use. Here we have the taco soup being prepared.

Green beans and potatoes simmering on the stove.

Smoke venison sausage on the grill pan. Yes dad, don't worry, I scrubbed the grill pan clean.

Pasta ready to bake in the oven.

Dad, I hope this post put your mind to rest.
your favorite daughter