Wednesday and here is my current project, Namibia Socks, by Melissa K. Williams, her website is wwww.oceaniaknits.com.
The most difficult thing in the world is to know how to do a thing and to watch someone else do it wrong, without comment. T.H. White
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has finally starting packing up and leaving. The weekend was rough, but I did go to the doctor on Friday and got antibiotics and cough medicine, I feel much, much better.
I did manage to make a big pot of from scratch spaghetti sauce so even though I was puny, neither Mr. Iknead or I went hungry. Honestly, I think we could eat just out of our pantry for a few weeks if we ever needed to. Chances are we wouldn’t always be eating what we wanted to eat, but going hungry is not something we need to be concerned about. Every week I tell myself that I’m going get the pantry back in order, but every week, something much more fun comes along and that project is abandoned without a backward glance.
I found a picture today of what Mr. Iknead swears is the best pecan pie ever, so I decided to share it
Mr. Iknead’s Best Pecan Pie
3 eggs
1 cup sugar
1/2 tsp. salt
1 cup light corn syrup
1/4 cup butter, melted
1 tsp. vanilla
1 cup pecan halves
1 unbaked pie crust
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.
Beat eggs slightly in mixing bowl. Blend in sugar, salt, corn syrup, butter and vanilla.
Add pecans. Pour into pastry shell. Bake 45 to 50 minutes or until knife inserted in the filling comes out clean. Makes one 9 inch pie. Refrigerate any leftovers.
Live a life as a monument to your soul. Ayn Rand
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has finally starting packing up and leaving. The weekend was rough, but I did go to the doctor on Friday and got antibiotics and cough medicine, I feel much, much better.
I did manage to make a big pot of from scratch spaghetti sauce so even though I was puny, neither Mr. Iknead or I went hungry. Honestly, I think we could eat just out of our pantry for a few weeks if we ever needed to. Chances are we wouldn’t always be eating what we wanted to eat, but going hungry is not something we need to be concerned about. Every week I tell myself that I’m going get the pantry back in order, but every week, something much more fun comes along and that project is abandoned without a backward glance.
I found a picture today of what Mr. Iknead swears is the best pecan pie ever, so I decided to share it
Mr. Iknead’s Best Pecan Pie
3 eggs
1 cup sugar
1/2 tsp. salt
1 cup light corn syrup
1/4 cup butter, melted
1 tsp. vanilla
1 cup pecan halves
1 unbaked pie crust
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.
Beat eggs slightly in mixing bowl. Blend in sugar, salt, corn syrup, butter and vanilla.
Add pecans. Pour into pastry shell. Bake 45 to 50 minutes or until knife inserted in the filling comes out clean. Makes one 9 inch pie. Refrigerate any leftovers.
Live a life as a monument to your soul. Ayn Rand
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The Bunny Booties!!
The best portion of a good man’s life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love. William Wordsworth
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project post, Farrow Rib Socks, designed by Nicole Okun. I’m actually a little further along than the photo shows. I’m on the instep decreases, on the home stretch to the toe. These are for Mr. Iknead, who likes to wear woolly house socks during the colder months. These are replacing the Jaywalkers he’s finally worn out.
Happy WIP Wednesday!
The man who trims himself to suit everybody will soon whittle himself away. Charles Schwab
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cold from Sunday has definitely moved in and set up shop. I can’t remember the last time I even had a cold. A couple of years ago at least. This is not because I am a fanatic about handwashing and what have you, I think just have a really, really stubborn, healthy immune system. But today, I’m an unhappy camper with a scratchy throat, runny nose and lots of sneezing and coughing. Yuck. Here’s the suspected carrier –
It’s impossible to turn down Susannah kisses, so I took a chance. Totally worth it! Now I have a date with Dimetapp and a box of tissues, but again, totally worth it.
Millions saw the apple fall, but Newton was the one who asked why. Bernard Baruch
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are finally completed and turned out to be the sweetest things ever, a huge hit at Katie’s baby shower. Lots of squees and oohs, Katie made sure that everyone knew that I had knitted them. Believe it or not, I was able to keep them a secret, so they were a complete surprise. See?
More exciting news – The Papoose is going to be a big sister! Yep, that’s right, next Christmas, there will be THREE, count ’em, THREE babies to spoil! Susannah, not yet born, Harper and just got started Baby Vaughan. My needles will be smoking, I see a lot of baby knits in my future.
I finished my current book this afternoon, The Long Journey Home, by Margaret Robison. I thought a lot of the content was familiar, characters and such; come to find out, one of her sons is Augusten Burroughs, author of Running with Scissors, which I read a couple of years ago and enjoyed. I thought they had similar styles, which would make sense, being mother and son.
Work tomorrow, I think I’m coming down with a cold, have a scratchy throat, stuffy nose and just generally feeling washed out, I hope I feel better tomorrow.
One’s own thought is one’s world. What a person things is what he becomes. Maitri Upanishhads
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with Pinterest. I finally got my invite last Friday, so I spent time over the weekend just getting familiar with the site, learning how to navigate around and looking at different projects and ideas. I see a lot of Pinterest in my future.
Here’s one of my WIPs for today – the Debbie Bliss Bunny Booties. This time around it’s been a lot easier, there’s something to be said for practice. All told, I’ve probably knitted six booties all together, two practice, two finished but permanently maimed in a nasty scissor encounter and finally, the new, nearly completed pair. Hopefully by tomorrow evening they’ll have their ears, faces and pompom tails. Keeping my fingers crossed.
Here’s a peek –
Cutest things I’ve seen in a while, without a doubt. I’m sure they’ll be a hit at the baby shower Saturday. Can’t wait to see them on baby Harper’s feet!
The Papoose and family will be here tomorrow evening. One more thing to look forward to. It seems like a long time between visits, about a month, I need some Susannah love.
Life is good.
There are flowers everywhere, for those who bother to look. Henry Matisse
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and baked and baked this weekend, a total of two pies (one raisin and one pecan) and something new, Cinnamon and Sugar Pull-Apart Bread, which is to die for. I found the Pull-Apart Bread on the blog iheartfoodandsocanyou.blogspot.com via Pinterest. This is going to be a repeater, I can tell.
I’ve just been able to get started with Pinterest the past couple of days. I like the idea of having a virtual bulletin board for things that resonate with me and I really enjoy seeing what others have going on. I hope to be able to get more into it as time goes by.
I want to become more savvy with my blog so I bought a couple of books today Teach Yourself WordPress 3 in 10 minutes and The Complete Idiot’s Guide to WordPress. I can only get better, I think.
Things turn out best for the people who make the best of the way things turn out. John R. Wooden
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up. The Bunny booties? Yeah, well, last night I was tweaking the ears a little, I just wasn’t satisfied with the way I had sewn one on and in the process of trying to fix it, I cut a hole in the bootie. A hole as in big enough to stick a finger through. WTF?! Now what?, start from scratch again with the same pattern or give up and pick a different one? Really, at the moment my attitude is so bad that I don’t care if I never knit another bootie in this life. Gah!!
Problems are only opportunities in work clothes. Henry J. Kaiser
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omgdidisaythatoutloud moment and for the record, yes, I did say it out loud. Here’s a little backstory: There’s this guy who works out in the same gym as I do and usually about the same time. In the past few weeks, he’s started making this really odd noise, sort of a moan/singing/grunting sound and loud. Loud as in I can hear him from across the room, over the other conversations and the TV and over my ipod blasting. I’ve tried polite looks, more pointed looks and outright irritated stares, he’s oblivious. So, he climbed on the treadmill next to me yesterday and out of my mouth popped “If you’re going to use that treadmill next to me, you’re going to have to keep your voice a little quieter.” I can’t believe I really said that; I’d been thinking it, but crap, it just came out. That was my OMG moment. I immediately started apologizing profusely and did my best to laugh it off, saying I had no idea he was a singer, hahaha. Open mouth, insert foot. Off the chart embarrassment. Please let him not be there today, pleasepleaseplease.
I’m nearly finished with the first of Mr. Iknead’s new pair of socks. He’s anxiously awaiting but as mild a winter as Arkansas has had this year, he’s not going to need them. It’s 8:49 pm and the temp is 66 degrees F. and stormy.
I’ve been working on Debbie Bliss’ Bunny Booties for the new baby due to arrive in March. All that’s left to do is sew the ears on and embroider their faces. Entirely too, too sweet. I’ll get a picture up in the next week or so.
Here’s a new installation of Miss Susannah. Pretty cute herself I think.
One meets his destiny often in the road he takes to avoid it. French proverb
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tickets to the March 1 Little Rock Jimmy Buffett concert!!! This is a dream come true for me – I love Jimmy Buffett and have always promised myself that if he came anywhere close to LR, I’d treat myself to tickets and it’s finally happened; they went on sale Saturday at 10 a.m. and I AM SO EXCITED! My kids wanted to go too, so I ended getting eight tickets all together. You’re never too old to rock and roll! Now if I could only get a pic of him holding my newest sock in progress, it could happen, you never know.
I had a request for the scone recipe from last week, so here it is:
CINNAMON RAISIN SCONES
2 cups all purpose flour
1/3 cup sugar
1 tablespoon baking powder
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/2 cup butter or margarine
2/3 cup milk
1 beaten egg
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 cup raisins
Heat oven to 400 degrees F. Combine flour, sugar, baking powder, cinnamon and salt. Using pastry blender or fork, cut in butter until mixture resembles coarse crumbs. Combine milk, egg and vanilla. Add to flour mixture; stir until dry ingredients are moistened. Stir in raisins.
With floured hands, shape dough into an 8 inch round on an ungreased cookie sheet. Sprinkle with additional sugar if desired. Cut dough into 8 wedges, slightly separate wedges. Bake at 400 degrees for 15 to 20 minutes. Serve warm.
OK, something’s wonky with WordPress tonight so I’m stopping while I’m ahead.
How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world. Anne Frank
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