Pound Puppies

In the pound, Kobi had already won, he was going home with papa, no one knew what a prize he would be~

Our family has a long history with found puppies, pound puppies, and give away puppies. This is a picture of Kobi, One of my boys adopted him from the pound. He was looking for a little girl dog but Kobi was begging and jumping up and down, it was me me me! He couldn’t resist so he chose him. 

here is Kobi at about 6 months, he was beautiful, we wondered how he ever ended up in the pound~

He looked a little like a poodle, but when they groomed him, he looked like a bichon frise. Living with Kobi was all about and being loved and licked to death. Goodbye to any more afternoon naps after work.

Emily Molly was the real thing, a full blood bichon frise, absolutely adorable and always a happy girl~

 

 

 

About a year later, it was decided maybe Kobi got lonesome while the kids were at work, so they went to North Texas and brought Molly home. She is a real bichon frise, just the sweetest and most precious little thing you ever saw. She and Kobi looked exactly alike and they got along great. They slept together in a big kennel in the bedroom, it was a ritual when they went to bed or got up in the morning, Kobi had it planned who goes in first, who got out first, who was in charge of Molly’s little girly pillow, very complicated but he ran things and she went along with “what ever”.  Kobi was a worrier, you could see it in his face,  when someone walked out of the room, he listened and watched and whimpered until everyone was back together. They were both funny, precious and wonderful~
Kobi went to puppy heaven last summer, he was 13 years old. We are left with sweet memories. Miss Molly now has two new playmates, TJ and Abbie, who came from Fuzzy Pet Rescue Center in Waco Texas.

these are two of the most beautiful dogs ever, they have a good life and make the world a better place, they sure loved their mama and papa             (and Tricia)

Birthday Parties

 

we all went over to see the new house, then went to Shanda’s Cafe to have lunch~here are ZZ, Sandra, Pat, Stacy and Debbie

Here are pictures from my 74th birthday get together at Christoval  eight years ago in 2008. We ate at Shanda’s Cafe in town.  

this was a nice little cafe in Christoval but like many businesses, it was only there a short time~

here is Stacy with me, she threw me a wonderful birthday party when she was 13 years old

Elizabeth Ann and Sandra, we had a nice meal and an expensive meal~

Our family always has big birthday celebrations for everyone, even the dogs. One time I told Stacy I had only one birthday party when I was growing up and in the third grade and what a thrill that was. So when she was about 13 years old she wanted me to come and spend the night, she had a big slumber party for the two of us in their back yard. She had a record player playing the oldest songs she could find, banners and streamers, hot dogs, (she even baked me an angel food cake), and she had even moved the mattress’s outside. Our dogs, Spook and Schatzie Kay were there too. What a party, the one I will always remember, the best one ever! That was a special time, I love birthdays~  

we have been friends for almost 40 years, here with Sandra and Pat.

 

this was my 74th birthday, time flies~Sandra, me and Debbie

 

I like small parties, this was special, good family and good friends~Anna and Pat

 

The Art Lesson

Dan’s first painting was a small desert scene with blue sky, sand hill and yucca plant in the center, later he painted this larger one with more detail. Not bad at all~He was liking the art lessons and liking the girl~

This is one of several of Dan’s paintings while he was taking art lessons. He liked bight colors~

In the summer of 1953, I was home from UT, and working at Blake’s Electric. Not much happening. Mother kept books for my daddy’s business and gave art lessons twice a week. She said  ‘Dan’ came in the station one day and sat around for a while then asked her if she would teach him to paint. She was surprised, most of her students were women but she agreed to give him lessons in the evenings. After a few weeks, she couldn’t meet with him for a couple of sessions but told him that I might help him instead.  He was serious about learning to paint and he was doing a good job. That was the start of a whirlwind courtship.

We went to Garner State Park for the afternoon, it was a pretty place near Uvalde, I thought he was just pretty neat~

First real date was going to San Angelo to play miniature golf one afternoon, then to Garner State Park for a Sunday afternoon, every evening we painted or went to a movie. It was a fun summer. When it was getting time for me to go back to school he started trying to talk me out of leaving. I had pre-registered, my room at SRD was reserved and it was all set. I thought maybe he would come to Austin once in a while and we could see each other. One afternoon we went out to the farm on Rudd Road to shoot his new pistol. No shooting that day, instead he proposed to me. He went to meet with  Daddy and ask for ‘my hand’. Oh my goodness how very proper. Daddy told him all the reasons it would never work, too much age difference, (12 years), I was not going to be easy to live with, (a silly girl) and I wasn’t finished with college. (Daddy, will you please be quite!) But the stars were right and it happened and Daddy was wrong, ( a few times I had some doubts though)

we were married Sept. 20, 1953 in my Grandmother Christian’s home and went to New Orleans on our honeymoon. I love remembering all of this~

We were married for 57 years and had two wonderful little boys. Dan quit painting after a few years and just helped me haul my paintings to shows. He liked art just as much as I did. (he also liked music, food and cigars)

Delaware Mountains

here we are with more tire trouble, no matter that the tires were good, there was always something to ruin them. The ranch roads were terrible~

Today’s picture is another one from the ranch in Culberson County~in the Delaware Mountains in far West Texas. I was on this trip, it made me uneasy because the boys were already out there at the camp and Dan I were going to meet up with them. There ranch roads were no more than rough paths that Mr. Ronsaville scraped out with his bulldozer ever so often, and we had no real idea where we were on this 12 section ranch. Dan just sort of knew the general direction to the camp. On this day, we had a flat. Dan honked the horn to see if the boys were anywhere nearby and sure enough we could hear them honking back. They figured out which road we were on and found us after a while. Oh my! When they drove up I nearly had a fit, they had a three wheeler and the Kawasaki in the back of the pickup and I had no idea they had taken them out there, certainly not safe for ridding in the mountains.

not a mountain bike, it scares me to remember  seeing these things out there. One skid and you could end up in the bottom of a ravine~

 Matt fixed the flat, he was always the first to jump in there and help. There was a rule that no women were allowed out at the ranch, it was meant to keep wives and mothers from coming every year at hunting season and messing up the men’s fun. Dan told me for sure I could go, and I got to go several times after that. We never went during hunting season. It was just the four of us and of course I was the cook~ 

Mexican Boy Selling Peanuts

he had a big pile of peanuts, I notice he was wearing nice shoes. The kids in Mexico were nice and polite, friendly too. They seemed older than their years though~

On one of our trips to Mexico, we were in a market in Zacatecas and Dan was visiting with this young boy. Dan liked to speak Spanish, buy what they were selling, and then tip them well. He wanted to buy us some peanuts, he handed the boy a pack of pesos and waited for him to give us 4 bags. The boy got up, picked up his toe sack, put the money in his pocket and started to walk off. Dan said, “wait, I need my peanuts” and the boy pointed the big pile on the sidewalk and said, “escos son los cacahuete.” (those are your peanuts). One other time, he was going to buy oranges from a woman on the street. She had a neat  little pile stacked up on a towel. When he paid her, she tried to give him change. He said, “para usted”, so she pulled her towel out from under the stack,  thanked him. I always believed Dan would have moved to Mexico if I had said the word. What a wonderful country it was back then~

River Ministry

The River Ministry was going strong in Pugh Park on the South Concho River for three summers. Every Saturday afternoon the group met to spread the Word, minister to the visitors in the park, serve  free hot dogs, pulled pork sandwiches and ice cold water. Live music, preaching, praying and fellowship. This was a  smaller version of the Baptist encampment that was held annually when as many as 10,000 people came to the river area  and to the mineral waters in nearby Christoval. In 1936 a flood hit the South Concho and destroyed the facility and parts of Christoval. Several people were killed as they were swept away by the rising water. The cabins were never rebuilt but the idea has stayed alive since that time. Several people got together in 2009 and decided to try to get something positive going at the park, times have changed, sometimes it could be a pretty rough crowd. I have several pictures of those who came and helped. Praise be to God~

serving free hot dogs and wonderful home smoked pulled pork

The park has been closed for the past year while banks on the river are being rebuilt to save them from erosion. Fences have been put up to keep people out while the work is being done. There were a lot of people who came to Pugh Park to party and probably would never have gone to a regular church, but they could hear the Word in the background as they floated on their tubes and did their thing. At some point they may remember and be filled with the Holy Spirit and want to turn their lives around. Prayers and Blessings, this was  worthwhile ministry.

Helmer’s Ranch Oak Tree

this is a wonderful old live oak tree ~ to stand under a tree like this is to feel a connection with our Creator~

This beautiful old live oak tree is a landmark between Christoval and Eldorado on the Helmer’s Ranch. There no way to guess it’s age. It has even been larger than this but it has been trimmed of many massive limbs that bowed over and touched the ground. Goats could walk up a limb and over the fence into the road so it had to be cut back. It is very near the highway on the west side. This is a favorite place for people to pull over and stop in the shade and take a rest. There is a gate on the right that leads  to Sarah Hall’s old rock ranch house. It is one of the two most beautiful oak trees in Schleicher County.

Little Girls and Friends

every friend had a name, some of them were very old, all of them were her friends, she taught them everything she knew~

Little girls are sociable creatures, they can have a party any time  there is a dog or kitty or stuffed toys. They can have a school and be the teacher, and share everything they have learned themselves. It is fun listening to the conversations with their ‘friends’. Two chairs and some blankets and they have a wonderful little house for  their babies. Then when real live friends come, they know how to entertain them. What fun. Here is ZZ and Spook, then some of the stuffed toys, she danced for them and sang and put on a good show. No one left the room, she had a captive audience. This was our living room and we didn’t use it often, but when she was here, it was hers. She called it the blue room and she brought it to  life.  Little girls know how to have fun. This sweet girl and her husband John are expecting a real baby in December. She is going to be a wonderful, loving mama. Happy Times!

Oil Painting and Friends

I had no plan when I started this one, I wanted to demonstrate “how to” on a sky, tree and road and had a nice group of ladies (and two men) who watched all afternoon~

I painted this picture while I was demonstrating at the Fat Stock Show in San Angelo one year. That was always fun because I knew many of the women who came to watch, most of them  were painters too. For several years I judged art shows at the Kendall Art Gallery and had many friends from there. There is a lot of great talent around this area. And as I have said before, painters are nice people. You can’t paint and not feel good. This painting I am showing you today is one I did from start to finish in one sitting. It was a large 24X30″. I always say you need to let the paint dry after putting on the first coat and not put wet paint on wet paint or it gets muddy. It can be done but it is not easy. I worked on this one for four or more hours that day, the time flew by. Lots of lively conversation, it is surprising but I can remember what they were talking about that day.  Mostly telling on themselves. Good stories. I can almost always remember what was going on in my life when I painted any picture~almost like writing in a journal.

Sunflower Afghan

the panels are crocheted in the afghan stitch, then the flowers are embroidered in a cross stitch. It feels good to be working with yarn~

If I can wake up with a project every morning, I am happy. I hope it will be the same all of my life.  When my first baby boy was born, one of the greatest things was to realize I would be totally committed to taking care of  him for years. Having two babies was the best of all projects~ Today is about a sunflower afghan, it took longer than most things, in fact I made two of them, each taking about 3 months. It was so much fun working with all the beautiful colors. I made them in 1969. My friend Billy had showed me how to do the afghan stitch, using a long crochete needle, it was easy to do and made a good background for the embroidery work on the flowers. Once when we were at a school picnic, a teacher saw the one I was working on and wanted to know where to get the thread and pattern. Billy wanted to show her the simple afghan stitch but she was not interested, she said she “already knew how to do it”. So Billy didn’t insist, even though there was a trick to doing it right. Later at the end of school, we saw her handiwork, it looked like a big loosely made fish net and was about 10 feet long.  She told us she realized it was not right but she liked it anyway. It was sure something different~ The two I made were for my boys and  stayed on their beds while they were growing up, I liked the bright colors, it was a decorated place in our house. Much later I showed each of my two little left handed granddaughters, (Stacy Mae and ZZ) how to crochet.  I showed them the  ball of yarn that was no more than a colored string, then had them hold an afghan and see how that string could turn into something beautiful and warm and wonderful. They learned quickly. 

Old Bumper Gates

these gates were a great improvement, I wonder if this is what you bought after your kids were all grown and gone~(whose turn is it?)

My nephew Earl sent me this picture a while back. It is of an old bumper gate near Del Rio. For many years, the bumper gate was a modern luxury, no one had to get out and open a gate, drive through and then get back out and close it. Sometimes there might be 7 or more gates between town and home, some gates no more than wire mesh stretched between two post and you had to hook them with a wire loop to the fence posts.  No fun~ My friends who lived north of Eldorado had a bumper gate, it was a little scary to drive through, you had to hit it just right to push it open and then go through in a hurry so it wouldn’t swing around and  hit your back fender, (then watch that it closed before a goat could follow you through). For Father’s Day a few years ago, their kids gave them new automatic solar operating gate to replace the bumper gate. You drove up, waited and in a few seconds a sensor would make the gate open. (modern wonders). They had a man who worked for them for years, and his daughter would often come for a visit. The first time she came after the new gate was installed, she drove up like always, and went right on through with her car~oops! there went the new gate, off it’s hinges, flat on the ground, gears and arms twisted and broken. So they had to get their second  fancy automatic gate in less than a month. 

Shish-K-Bobs

this is a picture of the meat and vegetables strung on a skewer, ready for the broiler. If you crowd them a little, they will stay put when your turn them and not roll over, don’t over cook, you want them tender~

A few days ago, I put Pinto Beans on my blog and for less that $10, there were enough beans and tortillas, cantaloupe and iced tea for 6 people. (some left for the freezer too) Today I want to show you my Shish-K-Bobs. This is a great company dinner. I served them with Armenian rice, cantaloupe, homemade French bread, and for dessert, I made a cherry cobbler with ice cream. My kids come for church and dinner on Sundays, so there were five of us~My grocery bill for  this meal  was $66. (gulp) It takes sirloin steak, lamb, red and green bell peppers, mushrooms, and a few other things. Give yourself plenty of time, it takes some preparation. You can cut up the meat, vegetables, and the cantaloupe the day before, and have all of this in the refrigerator.

I got the skewers 50 years ago, If you don’t have any, go buy them. You will want at least 10. This recipe makes enough for dinner and left overs, I always cook enough so that everyone takes a plate home for supper

 It makes a wonderful meal and is something everyone looks forward to. I call this my Greek Dinner. Anyway, I hope you will try it some time if you have an unexpected windfall~

The nutty flavor of the wine , the curry and the grated onion,makes this something you will remember. The vegetables stay crisp and the lamb and steak are tender from having been marinaded for hours..

Shish-K-Bobs

 2 to 3 lbs sirloin steak
1 lb lamb chops
6 slices thick sliced bacon
2 pkg mushrooms
3 green bell peppers
2 red pimento peppers
6 Roma tomatoes, quartered (or 20 cherry tomatoes)
2 onions, cut in quarters and separated
cut loin and lamb into 1 1/2 inch  cubes
cut vegetables  in nice size chunks
Marinade
1 large grated onion
1 1/2 tsp curry powder
1 tsp oregano
1 tsp garlic powder
1 tsp salt
1/2 cup dry white wine
1/3 cup Canola oil
Place meat in large bowl, cover with marinade and refrigerate 12 hours or overnight, stirring several times. String meat, mushrooms and vegetables on skewers, in the same order on each one until everything is used. Drizzle any marinade left in the bowl over the shish-k-bobs. Broil in oven, 4 inches from burner. Turn after 5 minutes, then turn twice more until all sides are cooked, watch carefully and don’t over cook then. Place skewers on platter, scrape up juices left in pan,  heat and serve it in a small pitcher.
Armenian Rice
 4 cups rice
1 stick real butter
1/2 tsp celery seeds
1 1/2 tsp salt
8 cups hot chicken broth with about 1/4 cup of white wine. 
In 4 qt pan, brown rice in butter with salt and celery seeds, stir constantly until rice starts to brown,  add heated chicken broth, (careful, it will spatter when you put it in the hot rice) put tight lid on and leave for 20 to 25 minutes on med heat.