TWOTON GREEN BLOG... a twist on the way I would say my name as a small child, TwoTon Green Book. This, however, is a blog and not a book.
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Peach Cobbler Rewards
It drizzled up here today. Tarped over the stuff on the deck that are giveaways to either people, Mountain Thrift, or the dump. Not enough rain to measure but enough to sure make my old bones feel older than their stated age.
Made hamburger stew tonight with fresh corn, potato, and brussel sprouts. For the first time tonight, I added paprika and that spice will be a permanent addition to the recipe.
It only seemed fitting tonight to make a peach cobbler, using that old Bisquick recipe and canned peaches. Of course, I tweaked it, adding cinnamon in addition to the called for nutmeg and I also sprinkled a wee bit of sugar and cinnamon on the top at about the halfway point while baking.
Oh. My. Gawd! Delicious if I do say so myself.
My reward for painting the bathroom (shudder) white and being halfway done priming the front bedroom.
My helper friend has been ill and therefore absent for the past several days. Hopefully I'll have help moving out the furniture in the front bedroom that is preventing me from being able to finishing priming. Then paint and cleaning the carpets and that room is done. Oh yeah, windows. I seriously dislike windows.
My room is done other than a good vacuuming (and whether or not the cedar chest and/or the ornamental bookcase stay).
Bathroom is awaiting said helper to put back all the fixtures.
Great room has to be emptied of the boxes that go to storage along with maybe a desk and curio cabinet. Halfway done cleaning the plantation shutters with a barely damp rag and a weak mix of ammonia and water. Most effective cleaner for them that I know of. The white wooden plantations are great looking but really collect the dust and debris that living in the forrest provides and each individual slat must be cleaned on both sides. I have cleaned the inside of all the windows in the great room/kitchen. Just the outsides to do, and of course, the windows in both bedrooms.
Then I call Mary and tell her that I'm ready for her stager to come in.
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