Saturday, December 8, 2012

Just out of curiousity . . . .

      I'm afraid that the novelty of stalking our own blog has not worn off.  One of the things we look forward to when we drop into our corner of the virtual world is checking the stats page to see who has dropped by to see what up in our corner of the world.  And we were wondering . . . .

HOW ON EARTH DID ALL YOU PEOPLE FIND US??

Don't get us wrong - we LOVE the company and we'd be oh-so-excited if you dropped by again to visit.  (Really - do come back.  We might even feed you.)  Every time we check our stats page, we are shocked.  We can explain the countries that contain dear, if very far away friends.  But we cannot for the life of us figure out how the seemingly random countries - with which we have no known connection - has found our insiginficant corner on The Web.  So help us out.  :)  We'd love to change that "no known connection" into a known connection.  We'd love to hear how you found us, if you think you'll drop in again, if there is something specific you'd like to see us write about . . . .

Leave us a comment.  :)  It will be good practice for the giveaway that is being planned (hint, hint.)

Irish Rose

Monday, December 3, 2012

A Grand Fall Adventure - Part 1

 Sharpi:   This adventure actually started earlier in the year when we received and invitation to the wedding of a good friend. As soon as we got the invitation I knew I wanted to go. Really, really, really badly! 
After talking about it off and on through the summer I was so excited when my dad said that it would be fine if we wanted to go.
Irish Rose:  We talked - briefly - about driving.  But we weren't sure we wanted to deal with the traffic that went with three particular states between Here and There.  We didn't really talk about flying because, lets face it, while a flight would be faster, it is also more expensive.  So we got as far as wanting to go and being given permission . . . and then we had to wait to see how it would all work out. 
Sharpi: Not being able to recall all the things that happened after that I can't explain exactly how it all came to be, but in the end the bride's family, who are good friends of ours, offered to let us ride with them if we would help out with preparing for the wedding and helping out in the kitchen so the family wouldn't have to worry about anything the day of the wedding. 
A few things occurred after that ended up having plans altered a little bit. Because of everything they had to pack and transport there wasn't going to be any room for me or Irish Rose on the trip down. However, if we could get there, there would be room on the way back.
Irish Rose:  We both were pretty excited when we figured out that this adventure was going to work after all.  

Sharpi: Thus, plane tickets were checked out and kept an eye on for a couple weeks until dates were firmed up, whereupon they were purchased and I began to go into fits of excitement!
Irish Rose: No really, she did!  We all love adventures, but Sharpie is the one who will pack weeks in advance if allowed.  :)

Sharpi: Being that space was going to be limited in the vehicles on the way home, we had to fit all of our clothing, and various bits and pieces, into standard sized backpacks . . . . . . yea, we had quite the tizzy of discussion about that:)
Irish Rose:  We both tend to be minimalists when it comes to packing, but honestly . . . clothing for ten days including a wedding crammed into a small bag seemed extreme even to us.  Packing alone was an adventure in and of itself.  :)  And I now feel like I have earned life-long bragging rights in the Packing For An Adventure department.
Sharpi: Would you like to know what all we managed to fit into them? It was a good exercise, actually, and really, really interesting to compare what each of us had managed to stuff into each of our backpacks!

 Total Number of Baggage: 2 Standard Size Backpacks, 1 Camera Case, 1 Purse
(basically, one carry-on and one personal item)

Sharpi:
Front Pockets: Lipgloss, 2 bottles nail polish; Chapstick; Q-tips.
Front Compartment: 1 journal; 1 sketchbook; Hairbrush; Toothbrush; Assorted pencils; Makeup Bag
Main Compartment: (This is where it gets fun:)
2 skirts
1 pair socks
2 Long sleeve shirts
6 Short sleeve tops
1 Curling iron
1 Shrug
1 Good Top
1 Pair Pajamas
Several other small items
1 Hoodie (those things are bulky!)
2 pairs shoes



Irish Rose:
 Front Pockets: Bible, Journal; Gloves; Q-tips; Phone Charger; Splitter; Headphones; Silk Scarf
Main Compartment:
1 pair shoes
2 Skirts
1 Pair Pajamas
1 Hoodie
Makeup Bag
Bathroom/Medical Pouch
4 Short Sleeve Tops
4 Long sleeve tops
Leggings
Pasmina
2 Tank tops
Misc. (what is misc????  Oh.  Right.  Unmentionables)

Challenging as it was it was it kind of turned into a competition to see who could stuff more things in!
From those items we were able to mix and match to create a lot of different outfits.

IrishRose: And just in case you hadn't notice . . . Sharpi is definately a better packer than me.  I think she must have a magic wand hidden somewhere.  :)

   
   Sharpi: Our flight . . . .yes, well, that was an interesting experience all around, especially when you consider the fact that we were at the airport at 4:30 am!
(Yea, this is me when I saw how early we would have to be at the airport)
Smiley Emoticons
Irish Rose: It was.  But she wanted to go more than she wanted to sleep, so . . . .
 Sharpi:  This is me the morning of: Crazy Emoticons
 I mean, come on, there is NO REASON ON EARTH why someone should be up that early!
Apparently, judging by everyone else standing in line at the airport, my theory is either drastically flawed; or my genius has not been realized. I'm sticking with option two.
Animated Emoticons

Irish Rose: An early morning flight is one of the few instances where I wish I hadn't shied away from a caffiene adiction.  Coffee might have helped, right??
  
Sharpi: Security was no problem and we were soon parked in seats at our gate . . . and then I realized that my theory is actually correct. Of the people at our gate everyone, every single one of them, looked incredibly tired and only half awake. A couple even nodded of while we waited.  (I didn't, I spent some of that time grouching about the fact that I could have slept another hour. The other time was spent in a half awake sort of daze, trying to wake myself up with happy music:)

Irish Rose: The weather was really nice that morning, so our first flight was very relaxed.  Unfortunately, I'm not the sort of person who can sleep on a plane.  I could tell it was going to be a long day . . .yes, coffee definately would have helped.

Sharpi: By the time we reached our layover we were awake, and starving. Airport's are extremely busy, which means fun people watching oportunities, and some good food. We both chose a croissant. At first I didn't think there was going to be much to it, just a flaky pastry with some almonds sprinkled on top. . . and then I hit the gooey filling . . . and I got really possessive.
Irish Rose: We didn't have an opportunity to eat our yummy late breakfasts until we'd made a mad dash across the terminal and waited in line for a shuttle to take us to our departing gate.  But once we did, it was worth the wait.
Sharpi: You know that you have watched WAY too many end of the world/destruction to the earth type of movies when you board your second plane, which is way smaller than the first one you were on, and realize you are situated in the seat right next to the propeller, and immediately begin listing all the ways planes have been blown up/crashed/etc in movies you've seen.
 As you watch the rain spit against the window, then watch it begin to freeze in a thin sheet over the propeller casing, your mind has a tendency to run over all the things that could happen.
Such as;
  1. Oh no! The eye of the storm!!! The lines are going to freeze up and we're going to go plummeting to our deaths!!!!  . . . No worries about that though, because we'll all be frozen by the time the plane crashes.
  2. The plane is going to break apart, and in doing so the propeller is going to slide right off and come tearing through the side of the plane!
  3. Irish Rose: you forgot the one about the tail breaking off and stranding us on a desserted island.(Sharpi: I knew I was forgetting at least one!)
Sharpi:  Granted, I am probably the only person that was rather amused and entertained by the idea.
Which is exactly why I didn't say it out loud. I have a feeling I'd have gotten some odd looks from the people in front, beside, and perhaps behind us as well.

Irish Rose:  And right next to her.  Although I would probably laughed, too.  :)  Our second flight was blessedly non-eventful and we arrived at our final airport right on time.  Without the bother of having to collect luggage from the baggage claim we were able to sit and rest on a bench until our hosts arrived.  Which sounds weird, because after two long flights, what else had we been doing??  :)  Believe it or not, a solid bench is much more relaxing than a plane.
  A car ride out of town, lunch, and a short jaunt down the road later, and the real adventure began.  :)


Sharpi: Upon arrival at the adorable little house that Groom and Bride are going to be living in, we had enough time to drop our things in our personal space, before the family said they were going back to a little town they'd spent the morning in, and would we like to go.
There was no way in the world we were going to refuse that offer.
Colors were absolutely AMAZING! I couldn't stop talking about them!
Stopping at a monument we went exploring a little bit, wandering into the tiny shop for postcards to send home. 

These were sitting on the porch of the little shop.
Locally grown apples!
Yummy:)
(Irish Rose: I was so excited when we figured out I could actually eat them without having an allergic reaction!!)

Irish Rose: Being able to wander around was a great way to stretch out after being cramped in planes and airports all day.  The fresh air was wonderful, the temperature wasn't too cold . . . 
We were invited to the grooms house for supper and included just as if we were family.  Then back to the "home away from home" house to settle in and go to bed.  And hope that the mouse who had been making itself at home on our mattress didn't decide to argue its dibs.  :)

To be continued . . . . . . . 

Friday, November 23, 2012

Today's NaNo . . . in Smilies

Chores done, business taken care of -  time to write!

Here we begin, and it seems like it is going well. 

But of course, there is always Writer's Block to contend with.



Banging one's head against the keyboard doesn't work.  As "smart" as technology is, it has yet to progress to absorbing by osmosis.  (Probably a good thing.)  So we progress to frusteration.



I'm sure I looked that grumpy.  But it didn't help.  Could someone please intervene before we end up here??



Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Nano would be so much easier if . . . . .

We all had retained the ability to spew forth such magnificent flowery phrases and explanations such as these -
  
If you don't laugh at any point in this . . . . . I can't even imagine that:)

P.S. Mommies with small children, there is some imitative behavior, so you might want to check it out first.

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Pre-Nano Jitters and a Recipe

Greetings all you fine people!
I have not forgotten about the long, epic-ly wordy post about our trip that was promised, but since I don't have it put together yet I figured dropping in a random post would be fun!

Nano-ing season is soon upon us! 3 days, 3 hours, and 23 minutes, 12 seconds, to be exact, or, you know, as exact as I can be, seeing as how this information will be untrue by the time I post this:)
  I am very pleased to announce that my novel this year is to be written on my beautiful, shiny, brand new laptop! My old one kind of bit the dust after I . . . . sorta tried to wipe it . . . . . in my defense, I did get every single thing wiped off the computer! . . . . but I think I also managed to somehow fry the graphics card and a few other rather necessary bits and pieces.
So I'm not a technology genius, I'll admit it.
I console myself with the fact that, in today's terms the laptop was practically ancient, had previous problems, and was most likely going to crash pretty soon anyway. As well as the fact that it is still useable . . . within reason. . . as long as you don't want to us CDs or anything like that . . . . 

   Being that November is soon upon us, I have eagerly been keeping an eye on the little countdown widget, letting Irish Rose and Chickadee know that we have such-and-such days left to come up with the rest of our plot points and characters - or, you know, avoid it at all costs until the day of, if you are a pantser like me:)  What is a Pantser? Oh yes, I had no knowledge of what it was either, but when I found out I felt rather consoled that I was not the only one. A lot of people go the planning route - putting loads and loads of careful, discerning thought into their plot-line; carefully crafting character sheets for every person that shows up in their novel; writing summaries for every chapter and plot-twist that is going to come along; and planning every speck of the novel down to what kind of shampoo your character uses.
A Pantser is in a completely separate class all their own, a very special, wacky, caffeine induced class that deals with it like this - "Three months until Nano? Great! I'm going out for icecream, anyone want to come?". . . One and a half months; "I just discovered the neatest new series! I'm going to read them all!"  . . . . . Two weeks; "My goodness, what a filthy floor . . . oooo, look! Pumpkins!" . . . A day: "Hmm, maybe I should come up with a title . . . nah."
So, you see, we Pantser's studiously ignore the fact that a novel is going to be written in November, going about our daily business happily oblivious to the certain insanity that will erupt the second November 1st comes along.
    I think it is because, being a Pantser, I can't get too sidetracked by planning out a novel, because then I'll get bored and toss it out, and besides, if I plan it out exactly how I want it I'm going to miss some of the brilliance that sometimes comes out of crazed write-or-die sessions. (I am serious, there are writing dares entitled that, I may explain later:) I've never done one before because, well, they involve the possibility of losing every speck of what you have just written, and I'd freak out if that happened!  But brilliance does happen when you are so desperate all you want to do is smack your head against your ten-foot-thick wall of Writer's Block. I have an entire novel of it. It may not be genius, or compelling, or even polished, but I can tell you it is insanely amusing, especially at 11 o'clock at night with a sugar-and-adrenaline rush.
Thankfully I do actually have an idea for Nano this year - I had a couple, actually,  but after narrowing down my favorites I decided to do one that popped up earlier this summer. I toyed with the idea of trying to plan it out, but after the disaster of the last attempted planning (it got shelved, never to be heard from again) I decided I wouldn't try mess with my methods.
I'm a Pantser, and I'm proud of it!

And, since it is fall, . . . or, you know, almost past fall at this point:), and we're trying to come up with our Nano supplies (aka, snacks:) I thought I'd drop in a favorite recipe.
 Pumpkins are at the peak and, as my sisters can tell you, I LOVE pumpkins and all the things you can make with them.
  Pumpkin pie is a favorite of mine, but sometimes a person doesn't want to have to eat an entire slice (the occasion is rare, but I'm sure someone has them:)
If you remember my Pear Grumble post I mentioned a book of fairy tales that had accompanying recipes. Today we are going to explore another recipe that I use once or twice a year.
Alas, I am not quite as inspired for this post as I was for the Pear Grumble, so I'm afraid it won't be quite as entertaining:)

Pumpkin Tartlets
Filling:
1 15-oz can of pumpkin*
1/2 cup evaporated milk
2 eggs
1/2 cup brown sugar
1 tsp. cinnamon
1/4 tsp. ginger
1/4 tsp. ground clove
1/4 tsp. nutmeg

Topping:
1/4 cup ground walnuts
1/4 cup brown sugar
1 tbsp. cold butter

Now, before I go on to instructions - you may have noticed I did not mention crusts. This is because the recipe calls for pre-made; if you would like to use pre-made by all means go ahead, I have nothing against them but I am afraid I have been incredibly spoiled by the homemade crust my mother makes. For which I do not have a recipe handy. 
So, basically you can use any kind of pastry dough recipe or pre-made dough that you like.
Now, onto directions!

*First thing needed is to obtain beautiful, shiny orange pumpkins and render them into the cooked, smashed consistency needed for baking! Or you can use it from a can, wherein you will find the need for a can opener:)
(If you use freshly baked pumpkin you might want to drain some of the excess liquid off of it before using it, as extra moisture will affect cook time and consistency)

Preheat oven to 425 degrees F. 

Measure all filling ingredients into a bowl and mix. Set aside.
Grind walnuts, add brown sugar, and butter that you have cut into small pieces. Grind until crumbly.

Taking a muffin tin butter the insides, or lightly sprayed with cooking spray if you prefer to use that.
Lay out your pie crust and cut into rounds by placing a cookie cutter or drinking glass upside down and pressing firmly. 
The recipe says you ought to get 10 tartlet shells from each pie shell, but the thickness of my pie crust when I roll it out varies, so I can't tell you if that is accurate or not. You may just end up with more or less.  (More isn't a bad thing, you can take all the extra strips, brush them with butter, sprinkle them with sugar, and toast them in the oven. Mmmm:)
Gently press your tartlet shells into the muffin tins.
Spoon about 1 tablespoon of filling into each shell.
Sprinkle with aprox. 1 teaspon of the topping.
Repeat until you run out of shells or filling, then bake for 10 minutes.
With tartlets still in the oven, lower the temperature to 350 and cook for 12-15 more minutes or until a toothpick or thin knife can be stuck in and comes out clean.
Cool for 5-10 minutes before removing the tins. (If you can resist the smell:)

These are SO YUMMY! And like I said they are smaller than a piece of pie. (Which means you can eat more of them and not feel guilty!:) They are perfect for a quick snack along with a glass of milk or a pretty little treat to serve along with coffee or tea for visitors.

Friday, October 12, 2012

No Siblings and SNOW!!!!!

There's a title for you, huh :)

This last Tuesday my sisters Irish Rose and Sharpi boarded a plane - at an unearthly hour I might add - and started their adventure.  While I, the ever loving sister, kissed them goodbye, and went back to sleep:)
This adventure of theirs was off to......shall we call it "The Wedding".
And to those of you who do not know, "The Wedding" was neither of theirs.  If it was I WOULD HAVE BEEN WITH THEM!  Trust me.

They flew to the Beautiful Country to be part of this wonderful event and I, along with Mommy and Daddy started home on our own adventure:)
Somewhere along the way we stopped for a much needed restroom break.

Okay, I should tell you that Daddy had been in the back trying to get a little nap in, but it wasn't working.  When Mommy and I had gotten back, the car alarm was going off because we'd locked him in and he'd tried to unlock the doors from the inside.  I've done that before so little tip: if you lock your vehicle with the remote, unlock it with the remote too.  Even if you're in the car waiting for someone- as I was that one time.  (Sheepish look)What can I say, live and learn(shrug).

So we get the car to be quiet again and get in while Daddy runs in for a second.  When he comes back he couldn't get his door open.  Doesn't really sound like a problem does it.  Oh man but it was, the stink'in thing wouldn't unlock for nothin'!  Tried unlocking it with the remote, tried pushing the little lock nob open, tried pushing in closed, tried just opening the door from the inside(which in normal circumstances would have unlocked the door) but nope, not this time.  We could get in through all the other doors but that one seemed to have a mind of its own and wouldn't budge for anything.  So Daddy manuvered his way into the drivers seat by using some climbing-over-maneuvers and we were on the road again.
We stopped at Applebee's for a light lunch and Mommy brought the car manual plus iPad with her to see if there was anything we could do to get that door open.  'Cause I will tell you right here and now it can bug the-mmmmm-out of you not being able to get something to work and being afraid nothing you do WILL get it to work.
Searched, looked and finally found it.
It had something to do with the theft safety thingy.  All Daddy had to do was go out, there hit the panic button, then press it again to get the alarm to turn off and the door opened just fine.  Like there was nothing wrong in the first place.
I tell you, I think we enjoyed that meal better with all that behind us than we would have if that hadn't worked:)
PHEW!!!!!!!

I tell ya the joy of being able to sleep in your own bed after being away never gets old.....is that a really silly thing for me to say, of course it wouldn't get old, why would it!  Sorry:)
It's amazing isn't it that when you're the only one upstairs all the little noises a house makes at night seems to magnify.  It gets kind of creepy to tell the truth.

Next day we were told from our two adventurers that they visited a battle field memorial and that out there was absolutely beautiful and that one of them-I will not name names- wants to move there.

Back at the home front Mommy finished the tomato's and we picked the beets.
Then it snowed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Absolutely beautiful and gorgeous:)
Snowed for two days and then now it's almost all gone and looks like spring.  But I really loved to see the snow and I just get excited, it makes me think of Christmas and I just love it:)
I guess this mean's I'll be able to get 'White Christmas' soon, I love that movie:)

                                                                                               

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Where We Disappeared To -

So, we disappeared again, though I'm sure you probably already figured that out:)
Anyway, Irish Rose and I (Sharpi) went off on a week and a half adventure. I won't do a long, epic post at the moment, but I will post a couple pictures to give you a sneak peak at where we went:)
Be prepared for fall colors and lots and lots of crooning about how much I loved the trees, colors, and water when I do get around to the epic post!



Any guesses? :)