Monday, May 18, 2015

Thirty Five Years....Wowzah !



It's hard to believe that it's been 35 years since that bitch had the mother of all hissy fits. Pullman is south of Spokane by about 80 miles or  so so you'd have to pick a spot between Spokane and Ritzville to get an idea of where I was in all of this.

NOTE " Sistah, I know that isn't really accurate but WTF..other than us and you guys, no one that reads this tripe has any idea of there WSU is...I'm just sort of going for a frame of reference here ..."

Onward.


I remember how quickly it  got dark...as in oh dark thirty dark...early afternoon. I thought okay..massive rain storm headed for the Paloose ..and then it hit me.


Utter silence.

No sound.

Nada .

No birds, no crickets, no frogs, no cats nor dogs.

The world hit the mute button .

Missy and Oogie were hiding in my closet . Nothing would get those 2 cats out for over 24 hours. I think I actually moved their box, food and water in there for them.

Then, I think the Civil Alarm siren went off. Maybe not, but I think it did. Doty said if we ever heard that to haul ourselves to the office...so I did.

Sistah and I worked together in the same building, I for the campus switchboard and Sistah for the campus pd. All I knew was that something was going on...


Now remember, this is before cell phones, the net, e mail , pc and all of that .Yes we had computers but that was back in the days of keypunch, Cobol and Fortran. If you wanted to talk to your folks/family/hottie you got lucky with at the Tavern ( dating myself..you bettcha) you called on a phone, now commonly referred to as a"land line". ..or you wrote a letter.


Yeah , the Dark Ages.

We soon found out that Mt. St Helens had blown and I remember thinking the younger version of SFW..that's down on Oregon.

Hah !

I had no idea that we were in the path of the ash . All I knew was that I was in the process of leaving Pullman,,,and how the hell were we going to paint the apt so I could get my deposits back. Having moved all my life courtesy of Uncle Sam, painting in/out was absolutely ingrained into me. Luckily the Professor who owned the building was understanding and it was not an issue.

We got used to hosing our clothes off before washing to not mess up the water hoses/plumbing. When you are in your 20's , your sense of modesty may not be as well developed as you might think . Everyone was having to do it so it so it became normal.

Trudging through ash..normal. Figuring out whose car would be the best one to make the beer run before the air filter gave out..normal.  I do remember Colfax County cops blowing  the shit out of their patrol cars before they realized what the ash was doing to the air filters..yep..

If you've ever watched " Dante's Peak" , that's pretty close to accurate.


It was a hell of a ride.


Have what ever kind of week you want to .

Ciao,
Aunty Pol






Tuesday, May 12, 2015

The Tree Of 40 Fruit Produces 40 Varieties Of Stone Fruit

The Tree Of 40 Fruit Produces 40 Varieties Of Stone Fruit



Oh my word , I want this .

I know, I know , allergies bite and all of that but have ever seen such a beauty ? And the fruit..bonus !

Yes , ear I know what you are thinking but I have Mr. Trejo and Cindy's tree guy info so I could get it all squared away .  The damn pine trees in the backyard would be history buddy.Wouldn't that be pretty with the jasmine and Andy's plumbago on the arbor ?


Well, I can dream can't I ?



Ciao,
Aunty Pol .

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Monday, May 04, 2015

Insert Cliche Here



Had to .

Yeah , I'm that way .

Ciao,
Aunty Pol

Thursday, April 16, 2015

You Know You Have Tried This At Least Once .



Just sayin..

Ciao,
Aunty Pol

Hee Hee..He's Gonna Really Roll His Eyes !

Boom goes the dynamite !


Yes, another Bundt pan.


It's a freakin Dragon ......MUST POSSESS !


So , me being me, I of course pulled the trigger on this on and it is on it's way.


Now in all honesty, it has been years as in before we got hitched that I have done any serious piping work . I doubt that I have the patience to be honest , but to be fair , I was fairly good at it . Did that stop me in any way from buying this ?

HAVE YOU MET ME ?

I can see this as a simple unfrosted cake with berries and or chocolate sauce on the side so I am not going to over think this ( honest honey..lol ) . It's just that it's a DRAGON !


I has to has it .


Ciao,

Aunty Pol

Thursday, April 02, 2015

Finally !

Finally.

I have not been able to post here for a couple of months because of some f up where Blogger only recognized Gordy's name on the home PC and hisself doesn't have a blog that I know of ..lol.

Soooooo

I follow Miss Laurie on IBKC and after reading the update on the Lumkins..they are all improved from the ringworm btw and almost all are now in their forever homes...poor lambs, it's been a long 6 months for them.

Anyhoo...I was able to resign into Google under my own creds so here I am.

At home , on vacay ...screwing off as it were.I have genuinely missed siting here with a cig and a cuppa coffee , it's just not the same at the office writing here...work being what it is .

I'm such a lil drone....NOT.

The weather is the perfect spring that we get to enjoy for hopefully 10 days or so, the Bluebonnets are all in glorious  bloomage in the Hill Country, the beds at the Casa are done, house repainted so life other than pollen from which there is no escape is pretty damn good right now.

Of course I should be doing laundry and all the mundane shit that is known as real life, and I will but not all at once.

I have learned the hard way to not push myself when I am off..the leg and the back won't take it any more and it's just not worth the torture .


I have a mental list..what I want to do , need to do and what ain't happening . Somewhere in the middle is reality and I know what I need his help with but our weekend is full.


Saturday is my birthday..yep..the big 6 0 .While I know that age really is just a number, parts of me dread the process...my solution is to fight it with grace and to take better care of myself ...let's hear it for facials every other Saturday...they rock !  Vain....you bet your ass I am .

It's a good thing that we have plans because there is a certain sadness that I am feeling this year. I miss my fathers phone calls for my birthday , we lost my stepmother on my birthday and Easter 1981 was the last time I actually spoke to my mother before she passed.

Hell of a trifecta.

But...

Jere Lee , Gordy and I are going to Dosey Doe to see Mike Zito Saturday night and I will enjoy Gordy being there for the first time to experience Mike in one of the most perfect acoustic venues in the country...and their Kobe burger rocks.

Sunday is the Shell Open which he and the Moron will attend , thanks Jim for the tickets so I know if there is a bit of a melt down , I will have some privacy for  a good old boo hoo...yeah ,  I am self aware..and I feel better afterwards in some weird ass way.


Have a wonderful holiday in what ever way you choose .

Ciao,
Aunty Pol

Monday, March 30, 2015

This Is The Way I Really Am About It .

Yeah.

I love cake.

And cake loves my voluptuous hips among other things.

I don't remember the last time I had a proper birthday cake which is just as well I guess..sniff...It's just the two of us and there is nothing sadder than dried out stale cake...and that really happens in our house.

It is what it is.

Cupcakes..??....??...??

Ciao,
Aunty Pol


Yes.....I Am Actually Ouisa...MWAHAHAHAHAH !

Yep.

The planters are all done.

All 39 of them.


New Petunias, new geraniums, new daisy's, old plants  trimmed and fluffed.

New roses planted along with Oriental lilies at the mailbox.

Planters all top dressed and watered.

Yard watered


Oh my Aikin Gump.

Sorry..there is a law firm here in town by that name and I use that phrase  a lot it seems.


Other than 3 weekends so to speak of planting mayhem, March has certainly been one of the odder ones in recent memory.



RAIN .

RAIN.

RAIN.

And yes, more rain.

It was  so pretty that even with the dreaded Pollen Agita...and we are headed into a 3 week plague of it right about now.....it was just too damn pretty this weekend. Housework....meh...it will keep and as of Friday, I will be on vacay for the usual birthday week present I bestow on my self. I no longer make the Websters version of a list, I just know that there are some things that I really need to get done, should do and want to do so the inevitable result will be a mixed bag of all three..but what the hell...as long as laundry is done aka clean towels and skivvies, it's all good.


I am going to need to wrestle my lap top from the hubs tho. He has some fercacktah setting on the pc on the den . When I go to the lil ol bloggy here...in any format, it says " Gordon's Blogs."


Err....nope.


Have a great week and save some Peeps for me !


Ciao,
Aunty Pol

Friday, March 20, 2015

Do Nothing Cake



I came across this and it's basically a variation of a dump cake. Some have adjusted the amount of sugar because they thought it was too sweet ( ???) but I do not. Give it a whirl, it's easy and fast to make.

Cake Ingredients:

2 cups sugar
2 cups flour - all purpose
2 eggs
1 teaspoon baking soda
16 oz. crushed pineapple  - undrained.

Directions:

Place the first 6 ingredients in a bowl and mix till blended with a spoon.

Pour into greased 13 x 9 pan.

Bake at 350 degrees for 30 - 45 minutes.


Icing Ingredients:

1/2 cup butter
1 cup sugar
3/4 cup evaporated milk.
1 cup coconut 9 sweetened
1 cup nuts
1 teaspoon vanilla

Directions:

Mix butter , sugar and evaporated milk together and cook over medium heat until thickened..aprox. 5 minutes at a boil.

Remove from heat and add final 3 ingredients.

Pour over hot cake .


Note: Occasionally due to the whims of the baking gods, the sugar in the icing will form crystals as it cools. If this happens, just throw this bad boy under the broiler until the sugar melts..be careful not to burn the sugar, it won't take long to melt.....or don't wait too long to serve. Either way, the sugar crystals can be handled..no crisis.

Happy Hips Y'all.

Ciao,

Aunty Pol