Chocolate Chip Cookies are easy to make and most people love them. I borrowed this recipe from Elizabeth’s cooking site ‘My Home Cooking’ check it out, some great recipes, and lots of detailed instructions. She built it as a school project eight years ago when she was fifteen and it has been running ever since. This is a simpler version of her cookies but the results are the same. Homemade cookies are great to take on a trip, then all you need is to find a Starbucks~)
Today I have an oil painting of a jack-knife drilling rig. I painted several kinds of rigs, these seemed to be the most popular. I once painted a full-view indico, which had an open space between four legs on the tower. The standard drilling rigs were popular earlier (now are used mostly for off-shore drilling). They were built for each location, torn down and moved to another to be rebuilt. (in the early years, they were made of wood and left over the well after it was completed) The jack-knife just folded in half and carried to the next location on trucks. It was fast and worked out well.
Our friend Matt worked in the oilfields during the summer, between semesters at A&M, running the big motors ‘blowing air’. Some rigs drill with mud and others drill with air.
It was not so dangerous a job as working as a roughneck on the floor or in the tower.
One December morning it was wet and cold and I was getting my exercise, doing my usual jogging/walking down the road, not too bad until I turned around and started home facing the wind. There was a little sleet hitting my face and my hands were cold. Before I got back home I decided I could go to the wellness center and sign up for a month or two and try that. It has been almost three years now. I can go do 45 minutes, the temperature is always perfect, the treadmill does cross- country, hills and flats, I pick my speed then there is a five minute cool down, all the while I can close my eyes and plan my day, it is perfect.
They also have Zumba classes and I tried those a couple of times, even bought me one of those blingy things you tie around your hips. It was an hour of intense exercise~ the best part was the last five minutes when the lights went down low and we swayed to the sweet sound of Amazing Grace. Anyway, I didn’t feel too good the next day so I gave my blingie away and am happy with the treadmill. I will show some Zumba pictures in another blog later on.
Meet Buttermilk, she is a kitty that came up when she was a little thing and would not leave. I would see her out by the windmill and she would stay still so I wouldn’t notice her. (every time I walked by, I would tell her to Go Home!) Well, she liked it here and wasn’t afraid of me.
She had kittens somewhere, I only got to know one. He was black and white, marked almost identically on each side, I named him Domino.
I caught him in a live trap and took them both to have them fixed. Then they stayed on the screened porch for several weeks while they recovered and he got more tame.
I also have Mammie, the garage kitty who came up and had her kittens in the Model T. She was gentle to start with. When I found homes for her five babies, I had her fixed. Now I don’t need any more cats.
There are several in the pasture and I take food down to them, away from the house at 5:30 every day. This is Squaline, half her tail is gone, from something that happened before I knew her. She is a feisty little thing and will hiss and scratch me if I try to pet her, but she comes running toward the car when she sees me. Soon, I will catch her and get her fixed. Dan was the one who loved cats, I was strictly a dog lover. Cats liked him because he sat in the yard and smoked his cigar and they would stay in his lap. Since he has been gone, I have learned to love cats too, probably since I am responsible for them. I have gotten to really know them. They are beautiful animals, they come in all colors and designs. They can live to an age of 20 or more years.
This is a summer meal my mother fixed sometimes for supper. We all liked it, even Daddy enjoyed it although he was steak and potatoes man. It made a pretty table with all the colorful vegetable. A sip of soup, a bite of radish, then a sip of soup and a bite of cheese~ on and on. The summer sausage was extra good with it. I serve it every so often when the kids come on Sundays, it is easy to have after church since it can all be ready in advance, I just have to heat up the soup. The vegetable platter has pickled okra, black and green olives, cheese cubes, radishes, green onions, cherry tomatoes, green and colored peppers, carrots, and cucumbers. You can just put together any vegetables you like. I also serve it with little whole grain crackers. Don’t forget to ask the blessing, we all have so much to be thankful for.
We had a nice rain last week, it is clear today and feeling like fall. I have a busy weekend so this is the blog for today, either this or another doll story~this may be what is known as “coasting”. Anyway, we are happy for the cool rainy weather. Thank you for checking out my blog~
I have several beautiful photographs of old barns in West Virginia to show you today. Every one would make a good subject for a painting. All of these barns look like they have been here forever. You wonder how they survived termites and weather. Barns immediately remind me of snakes, there are many varieties in this area but only two are venomous and dangerous to humans, the Timber Rattlesnake and the Northern Copperhead. I couldn’t believe the green pastures. everything was lush with vegetation, a refreshing sight. Just a beautiful part of the country. Here in West Texas, a barn is a perfect place for rattlesnakes, some barns are out on remote ranches and no one goes around them for months at a time, so there is nothing to disturbed the snakes. We could almost always find one at Hulldale. It is interesting to look in a barn, there is a feel to them, especially an old one, a little scary too~
I was invited to exhibit and demonstrate oil painting at the ASU Folk Festival in February of 1973. I met a lot of people and also saw many familiar faces. I liked the demonstrations, everyone was happy and full of chatter, they enjoyed watching and many of them were also painters. I had my miniature covered wagon and all the little rooms on display so if anyone wasn’t interested in painting, they liked to look at the little things. The famous wood carver, Gene Zesch was also exhibiting his wonderful carvings, he carves old cowboys and anything to do with ranch life, with much skill and unbelievable humor. I was in good company that day, it is a sweet memory for me~
When I bought Miss Piggy and Kermit in 1977, she was a hand puppet. She had a big vinyl hollow head, (no body) and the famous elbow length lavender gloves with matching dress. I had planned from the start to make her into a doll. I made her a soft body, she felt cuddly and nice to hold.
I carved some platform wedge sandals and added satin straps. (They are in style now) Then I made her a long formal satin evening jacket.
Kermit was just a green frog so I made him a Tuxedo with a pleated shirt, pearl buttons and a cummerbund. I knew it would be what Miss Piggy would want. These two characters have lived at my house, and lived in Sonora, then San Angelo and finally are back with me. (They were Christmas presents that we passed back and forth). They are both in perfect shape, even after 35 years. We watched the Muppet Shows on TV for several years~ Miss Piggy and Kermit were our favorite characters. I loved those shows. Jim Henson, the famous puppeteer who created the Muppets died in 1990 at age 53.
This is a companion picture to the bluebonnet painting on my blog a while back. It is a sumac tree beside a creek. When the days start getting shorter, the leaves start to turn a fiery red. They keep the color for a few weeks in the fall and are beautiful. They grow along the road in the bar ditches and there can be a long string of them in a cluster. These are natives and can make it on their own. I like this picture, it has water and bright color.
This is Spook, I have written about her before because she was such a fine little dog, she made me happy for almost 19 years. The day we found her on the Mertzon road was in early 1980. The following week I took her to Sonora to have her fixed. It was a horrible experience, she was miserable for several days, she was in so much pain.
She recovered and didn’t seem to dwell on her first days at her new home. Later, when we took our dogs to have them fixed, the procedure was easy and they didn’t seem to suffer any pain.
(Dan and Debbie had Schatzie fixed at Ronnie’s and she sat up in his lap going home and helped him drive the pickup, same with Kobi, he helped with the driving.)
Now with Jitter Joe, it was 8 years ago and I had an appointment with Ronnie to get him fixed and decided to ‘shave’ him myself because he was used to me and didn’t mind me grooming or working on him. In a little while, he started scooting on the carpet and licking himself and I saw that he was all red and irritated where I had done my thing. It got so bad, I called Ronnie’s office to see what I should do and they said to put antibiotic cream on him. Poor baby! I took him the next day to get fixed and they were rolling their eyes up there, inside his whole hindquarter, shaved slick. When I brought him home, I saw that they only had to make a tiny half inch incision in his abdomen and all the shaving I had done was for nothing. Anyway, the good thing is that spaying and neutering doesn’t cause our pets any distress, they are just a little sleepy afterwards. At church the next Sunday, Scott McGregor told me he had heard the story about ‘my dog’~ word got around~
I had so many starving deer in 2011 during the drought and even with me feeding them 150 lbs of corn a week, seven of them died in the yard. The next spring there were quite a few back again, looking healthy and fit. There were 12 does that came during the day and then 7 bucks came at night. About three months ago I noticed the corn was still out there every morning and I wasn’t seeing any deer. They usually come every year when the jujube tree has all of the fruit, they kept it clean underneath, even ate the seeds. This time, nothing was eating the fruit, it just piled up on the ground under the trees. Three does came up this week and it was exciting to see them out there. I am just hoping they will come back to stay. Sometimes life is hard, three years before was a heart-breaker~