WEB Site Launched!

Rita McWhorter

After years of thinking about it, I had finally decided to publish a Blog. I planed to share a little bit of what I had learned over a lifetime.

Hello, this was my first blog when I launched it January 13, 2012. I had been having a great time with Face Book when a son told me I should do a blog instead, that I “was too wordy”. I loved it, I checked the stat counter every day to see how many people clicked in. When the number hit 9, I was thrilled. (Then that same son told me that all the clicks came from my own computer where I had kept checking the stats several times a day). Anyway, I had so many good pictures to post and comments about them, I would get started at 4:00 in the morning, find a picture, write something about it and have it published by daylight. That was panic time. Then I started making several posts at a time so I could get ahead a few days and just have them automatically come up. It has been fun remembering things that happened a lifetime ago. One memory sparks another and on and on~

I just celebrated my 84 birthday six days ago, life is good, I have been blessed with sweet memories, and great things are coming up in the future. For the past few months I have taken a break from the blog, I had other things that needed my attention. Since then I have painted more and read more, and just started hosting the Bible study group on Friday nights at my house. We have a wonderful meal, then an hour of intense Bible study with Paul leading us in the Word and we enjoy a special  time with friends.

One Nation Under God

Granddad is gone now, he died in 2010 and Spook has been gone since 1998 but they are still a sweet part of our past. Elizabeth was two years old when I took this picture. She is grown and married and she and John have a baby girl who will be one year old next month. They are missionaries in Uganda, building their future there. I am so thankful for the internet and that I can visit with them every day and see that baby grow. Our lives change, I am just thankful for our blessings and look forward to things to come.

I have shown this picture before, it is Granddad,  with Elizabeth and Spook, raising the beautiful American flag~

A friend sent me this message from the Rev. Billy Graham, I wanted to put it on my blog this morning because it is important. When he is gone, who will take his place~

“The legacy we leave behind for our children, grandchildren, and this great

 nation, is crucial.  As I approach my 94th birthday, I realize this election could
 be my last.  I believe it is vitally important that we cast our ballots for
 candidates who base their decisions on biblical principles and
 support for the nation of Israel.  I urge you to vote for those who protect the
                                   sanctity of life and support the biblical definition of marriage between
                             a man and woman.  Vote for biblical values this November 6, and pray
 with me that America will remain one nation under God.”
Signed:
Billy Graham
Montreat, NC

Happy Birthday

I still have this beautiful little doll. The baby boy is 61 years old today. Happy Birthday

Madame Alexander doll is now 63 years old~

Madame Alexander doll is now 63 years old~

Blue Boy, four years old

Blue Boy, four years old

Meet Blue Boy. He was four years old when our baby boy was born  and he liked that baby. One day when I was sweeping and walked out the front door, Blue Boy was on my shoulder and before I knew it, he had joined a bunch of birds that  flew over and was gone. I was in a panic trying to see where they went, but he was gone. I walked in the pasture until dark, calling him and looking in every bush and tree. The next day I went out again with my guitar, thinking he would hear it and come to me. I couldn’t give up, I was sick, my heart was broken. I put an ad in the paper for my ‘lost bird’ and Dan said it was useless, no way would anyone find him. The third day it turned cold and wet and I was losing hope. On the fourth day, Margaret Whitten called me and said she thought they might have found Blue Boy. Morris had been out working livestock and this little bird came and got on his shoulder and would not leave so he put him in the pickup until he finished work and headed home. They lived four miles from our house and I cried all the way out there, praying for a miracle. IT WAS HIM! The feathers on his head were gone there was a cactus thorn through his foot but it was him. He got close to my ear coming home and kept saying “Blue Boy Sweet Baby Bird”. He lived to be nine years old and was one of the finest little pets we ever had. I know this is supposed to be a Happy Birthday blog for my son today but when I saw the picture, I remembered what a wonderful and blessed life we lived. Sweet little bird and that sweet and precious little baby boy. Happy Birthday!

Buttermilk Pound Cake (Revised Version)

September 20, 1953, a big day

September 20, 1953, a big day

Yesterday would have been my 64th wedding anniversary.  Here is a picture from that day. I had planned to run a picture of my Lemon Pound Cake but couldn’t find it so found this instead. Dan and I were married at 9:00 that morning in my Grandmother Christians’ beautiful front room, with 50 guests celebrating with us. Everyone was alive back then and now there are just a hand full left. Happy day, in just a little while we were off to a honeymoon in New Orleans. These were fun and exciting times. I loved that sweet boy~

Now for the recipe, I wish I had made this cake yesterday, then I could have been enjoying a slice with my coffee right now. Maybe I will have it ready tomorrow morning.

I like a pound cake because you can slice it, pick it up and eat it, or you can have it with a cup of coffee or a glass of milk. It isn’t sticky, you don’t need a napkin or a fork. But of course you can sit down and eat it quite properly if you like. The slices can be wrapped and frozen and ready for drop in company. Real pound cake is made with real butter. I like the little bit of lemon icing on it too.  Pound Cake must be good, it is in every recipe book, and has been handed down for generations from good cooks~   Note! Since I first placed this on my blog, I had a failure on one cake so this recipe has been changed slightly. After testing, it turned out very nice~

   Buttermilk Pound Cake

1 c ~soft butter (2 sticks)
2 c sugar
4 eggs
1 tsp vanilla
3 c flour
1 c buttermilk
1/2 tsp soda
Cream butter and sugar together
Add eggs, one at at time, beating well
Add vanilla
Stir soda into the cup of buttermilk
Add flour alternately with buttermilk,
batter should be smooth.
Grease bottom of tube pan, (not sides)
Bake one hour and 15 minutes at 325 degrees, test with toothpick,
it sould come out clean when pushed into center of cake
Cool for 10 minutes, then run knife around the
sides to turn cake loose, Shake pan to loosen
cake, then remove to plate.
Lemon Icing
Mix grated lemon rind, juice from one lemon and
1 1/2 c powdered sugar. If icing is too stiff, add a
few drops of water. Drizzle over warm cake~, use only
this amount of icing, don’t overdo it~

                                                                                                               

 

Far Far Away

I get new pictures almost every day and it makes me happy. This is one of my favorites, a picture from Soroti Uganda. These two sweet girls are actually sitting in a mud hut with no running water or electricity. They and their family were visiting a young friend who built it and lives there on his $30 monthly income.

Two of my special  somebodies~

Two of my special somebodies~

I ran this picture through Adobe Photoshop and will use for my screen saver. Good morning to my sweet ones~ ZZ, John and the lovely Miss Gavriella.

Angora Goats

I have painted a lot of goat pictures through the years. I like goats, they are smart and make good pets. Well maybe not so good but who can resist. They will climb on your car and eat the nice plants in your yard. They bother the neighbors, stand around on your front porch and look in the windows. Sometimes they come inside. If you only have one, they will be your best buddy. They like to be with someone or something, they need a companion. There is nothing as cute as a baby goat~

I like goats. they look you straight in the eye and watch you~

I like goats. they look you straight in the eye and watch you~

Fried Okra Salad

Here is my blog from over a year ago. I just wonder how many have actually tried this recipe for Fried Okra Salad. I am giving you another chance. It is absolutely one of the best dishes in the world. Easy too, it is OK to get frozen Okra that has been already breaded and ready to fry. It cooks up in a few minutes so cut up the onions and tomatoes first so they will be ready when the okra is done. I still go for the pork chops, mashed potatoes and gravy for a wonderful meal. I like thin cut pork chops with the ‘bone in’, they are done in a few minutes and tender and crisp.

something special about the crunchy okra, fresh tomatoes and onions. All time favorite!

This may be your favorite once you try it. My mother got this recipe at least 75 years ago from Beulah Kerr. It has been a family favorite for four generations. Simply delicious! It is especially good with summer time meals~pork chops, mashed potatoes, fresh green beans and  pickled beets~

Crunchy Fried Okra Salad  

1 pkg. sliced frozen okra   ( Or buy frozen cut okra that has been breaded, then you can put it right  in the skillet still frozen and eliminate the next two steps. Just as good either way.)
1 ½ c. flour (more if needed)
½ tsp salt
1 large tomato, chopped
½ c. chopped onion

Thaw sliced okra in warm water,
pour water off, then toss in plastic bag with
flour and salt mixture. Coat well. (okra should
be stuck together in clumps) You DON’T need to do this step if you use the cut and breaded frozen okra! I am making it really easy for you.
Heat about two inches of oil in skillet, med. hot
Fry half the okra at a time. (add more oil if
necessary on second batch). Use large slotted spoon to turn okra and cook on all sides until light golden and crisp, watch carefully so it won’t burn.
Drain on lots of paper towels, get that grease out! When ready to serve, toss okra with the chopped tomatoes and onions. Salt to taste.

Chocolate Chip Cookies

coffee and cookies or milk and cookies, either way, chocolate chip cookies are one of the all time favorites, easy to make and pure pleasure to eat~

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 10 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~)

                                       Chocolate Chip Cookies
1 c Crisco shortening
1 stick real butter
1 1/4 c white sugar
1 14 c brown sugar
1 T vanilla
2 eggs
4 c flour
2 tsp soda
1 tsp salt
12 oz.pkg semisweet chocolate chips 
1 c toasted pecans, chopped coarsely*
Cream Crisco, butter and sugars together, beat until light and fluffy. Add vanilla, and eggs and beat again until completely mixed. In another bowl, combine flour, soda and salt until well mixed. Mixing at low speed, add the flour a few tablespoons at a time to the cookie dough, stopping several times to scrape down sides of bowl. Now you can add the chocolate chips and toasted pecans and stir well. (if you freeze the chocolate chips first, they will hold together in the cookies and won’t turn the cookie a brown color)
Using an ice cream scoop or table spoon, place dough onto an ungreased cookie sheet with room between  and bake in 350 degree oven for 12 to 15 minutes. Let cool on cookie sheet for 5 minutes, then remove with spatula onto a wire rack and cool completely. *to toast pecans, place on paper plate, microwave one minute, stir and microwave another 30 seconds, watch that they don’t scorch~

Coons

I am on a quest to catch some coons that have been invading my yard for several weeks. They mess up the cat’s water bowl, knock limbs out of the trees and  I just don’t like them! I hate coons~
This duck house was built with left over lumber when we built our house in 1974.

This duck house was built with left over lumber when we built our house in 1974.

Thirty years ago, a small coon got in the duck house one night and killed everything that was precious to me. There was a small space under the eve for ventilation and this little coon squeezed in, not to do anything except kill them. There were our two mallard ducks, Rose Olive and Stanley and our three guineas, Sir Chester Charles, Matthew, and Alfonzo Thomas. They had been our pets for 8 years, I got them at a garage sale when they were 3 days old. I was sick for days, it broke my heart.
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one of the coons that week, there were 13 of them~

one of the coons, there were 13 of them~

For years I trapped coons in the back yard, once there were 13 coons in two weeks. The live trap I have is too small for the new coons, they are about 10 inches longer than the trap so it won’t snap. 
This DP Coon Cuff sells at Amazon for $15, the setting tool is another $5 and I will need it if I ever get this trap set.

This DP Coon Cuff sells at Amazon for $15, the setting tool is another $5 and I will need it if I ever get this trap set.

 Bobby told me at church last week about a trap that was a sure thing. It is called the DP Coon Cuff (dog proof).  It will only catch coons or possums, coons have five long fingers and long nails. You bait it with a marshmallow and when he reaches into the cylinder the trigger snaps and he is caught. This is not a trap and release, it is a bait, catch and shoot. I ordered two of these traps and studied the videos online about using them. It looked simple, you dropped in the marshmallow, set it and secured it to a stake. Problem was I couldn’t set it, the spring is so strong it is impossible. I even asked a trapper if he knew how to set it and he tried, he pushed the jaws down and then his wife reached over to set the little trigger and she got a blood blister. So I have ordered the ‘setting tool’ that Amazon highly recommended and I’m waiting for it to arrive in 10 to 14 days. It looked like a large hair pin~
a coon cuff, it is supposed to really catch them, if only I could set it.

The spring is too stiff and I put a clamp on it overnight to try and loosen it up. No luck~

For now I am forgetting about the coons, my .22 rifle has scotch tape holding the sight on and I wasn’t sure how to load my 410.  Now a friend has loaned me one of his guns and showed me how to load mine, so when I am ready to go after the coons again, I will be in business. I really really don’t like coons!
Up Date~ I gave up on the new coon traps and gave them away. I am back to live traps and they work. I caught 4 coons and a grey fox in just a few days, then they got smart and quit coming. Now I bait them for 4 days and if I don’t catch anything, I take a rest for a while and start over. I had been hauling the dead coons over to the farm and dumping them but someone told me to just throw them over the fence here, the buzzards would get rid of them in one day. So I threw the next one out by the windmill and I think it worked.

I counted 9 buzzards out by the windmill in an hour. Two were guarding and the others were waiting for the word~

I counted 9 buzzards out by the windmill in an hour. Two were guarding and the others were waiting for the word~

The New Rain Gage

this is the garden after a big rain, I lost one of Dan’s boots out there that day, it was buried in the mud and never seen again~while I am thinking about it, I also buried a treasure out there years ago same place as the rubarb, it was in a quart mason jar and had a wrist watch, a silver dollar and a surprise note. The rubarb never came up and I never found the treasure.

Our rain gage had been  broken for a quite while, (when someone ask me how much rain we got, the answer was “not much, quite a bit, or I heard the Spinks about got 2 inches”).  Years before when I was at a Hemphill Well’s Sale, I saw nice rain gage  for half price and bought it. When I showed Dan what I found,  he had a not so tiny fit! He said you could get those for free anywhere, the bank~ the gas company~ everyone gave them away. (‘Free’ for him meant ask for two). Anyway, my feelings were hurt so I kept it in the drawer for  a long time before I put it up. One day I screwed it to a board and wired that to a post on the fence out across the road from the house. It  was level and secure,  I did a fine job. When I was walking back to the house, I saw a  rock in the driveway, picked it up and threw it over my shoulder. Then I heard “ping”. You guessed it, perfect shot~

Deck Chair Finished

I was able to save the name I painted on it when it was new.

I was able to save the name I painted on it when it was new.

One month ago I showed a project I was working on and have completed the job. It seems like it was a lot longer than a month but that was 30 blogs ago so that is a long time. This chair was one that Dan & Debbie called the Schatzie Kay chair because their little dog claimed it for her own. The legs finally rotted from sitting outside for  25 years and it either had to be restored or thrown away. old leg

Bad legs, ready to be sent to Dan's Shop Smith

Bad legs, ready to be sent to Dan’s Shop Smith for copying duplicates in new wood

All striped and sanded, waiting for the new legs~

All striped and sanded, waiting for the new legs~

All finished and smooth as silk.  Deck chairs have solid brass screws and hinges so those have stayed like new.

Finished and smooth as silk. The  chair  has solid brass screws and fittings so those have stayed like new. To find if fittings are brass plated or solid brass, try a magnet test, if it sticks to the piece it is solid brass.

This was the second time I restored it. The bottoms of the legs get wet and the water wicks up into the wood, the rest of the wood is fine but wet legs rot. Dan copied the old legs perfectly, cutting and matching everything down to the last screw hole. Now it is like a new chair. This time I bought some epoxy after reading about it on the internet. It is like putty, two parts mixed together and put on the bottom of the legs. It dried in two days and should take care of the water problem. I also put gliders on the bottom to hold the leg up off the patio. This was a good project, I like working with wood and I like to save things.

 

Cast aluminum chairs were nice ones but the finish developed a problem.

Cast aluminum chairs were nice ones but the factory  finish developed a problem.

The patio chairs were good ones and comfortable. However the finish on them had started cracking and chipping off.. Debbie sanded them down to the bare cast aluminum, ready for primer and then deep hunter green paint. These pieces  all sat in my garage for a couple of weeks after I finished them and I was growing attached. They came and got them today and sent the pictures. I am going to be looking for another project that is fun to do. This was one of those.

My Ranching Experience

this is a picture of an angora goat, they are smart, cunning and playful. This picture was borrowed from Wikipedia, looks a lot like that other goat~I just noticed this onet had a little blood on his nose, maybe he got in a fence~

these are two of the Pfluger’s goats from last year. They were shearing today and will be busy with that job for another several days. Ranching is hard work~

Sometimes I feel like a ranch hand except I have never ranched~unless you count taking care of pasture cats and wild life. But many times I have had to stop on the road and get a goat out of the fence and I felt like a real rancher woman. Reciently I had to do that job, I was on my way to San Angelo to see the tax man and do some banking business. The wind was blowing a gale, I didn’t have my head scarf so my hair got really big~ you know like having to walk through a door sideways.  Not good at all. There is a trick to getting a goat out of a fence, they all want to stick their heads through the wire to eat the same stuff that is on their side, it works fine until they try to pull back, then their horns hang and they are stuck. They will bleat and fight all day until someone finds them.  To help them get lose, you have to pull their head toward you as far as you can and twist it around and poke their nose back through (nose first~if you manage that, then the horns will follow). It looks like it would hurt and sometimes there is a little blood but you keep talking to them and telling them you like them and they are going to be fine. When they are finally free, they take off running. My ‘used to be neighbor Joe Max’ had Spanish goats and he solved the problem by cutting a broom stick wider than the head and wiring it across the horns, there was no way they could get that new head gear through the wire fence. I thought it was ingenious, it didn’t hurt the goat at all and it kept it out of trouble. I love goats, especially the little kids. They have boundless energy and are the most entertaining creatures, maybe something like the pasture kittens~ By the way, a man in a pickup stopped to help with the goat that day, that is usually what happens.