Chinese Robe and Diamond Wall

Chinese Robe and Diamond Wall
Inside the front door...

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Raspberries and the G-String

I know you're thinking those two subjects are not even REMOTELY related, but yes folks, they are! I CAN combine yet another whacko with the prickery brambles of raspberries while writing another blog...

Landing in the lawn on my stomach in my spectacular touchdown dive, I managed to save a bowl of black raspberries from spilling as I freed myself from the clutches of a particularly viscous clump of cane. I was laying there in the crabgrass thinking, “Oh crap!”, because I had just spotted a ton more berries from my new angle—ankle high, looking up. This year these canes have gone ape-shit (or hog-wild, to be a bit milder) and instead of the usual waist and shoulder high heighth , they are way taller than my head and so thick that I might find Sleeping Beauty back in there...or the Prince!

I learned from past experience that wearing a tank top and shorts are NOT the way to fend your way through a patch unless you want to look like a lacerated fool, so I usually don army pants, long sleeves, and heavy shoes, which tend to trip me up.

I want these berries for the final Raspberry Liqueur wedding cake, so I was working up my resolve to head back in to get the lower berries. (Don't squat down in the midsts of thorny brambles until you tie your hair up too, unless you want to experience what a mammoth felt like in the La Brea Tar Pits.)

My dad gave me some raspberry shoots years ago; his patch was linear, tied up, trim and neatly controlled. I was thinking of this when I remembered an incident from several years ago...NOT all the plants were from HIM!

An old house down the alley was going through a restoration and part of the interior was torn down to 2 x 4's. The back yard was a wild mess of weeds, rotten lumber, and raspberries. Naturally, I had to 'save' the plants from future demolition, so I asked a worker if they cared whether I dug them up. “Hell no! Take what you want!” I said I'd probably walk over after lunch...

I returned a short while later with a wagon and shovel, but only thought it polite to let someone know I was back, just in case they'd changed their minds. I hollered at the house because I heard banging and then finally stepped inside-- to a freakin' bizarre scene: A lone, blond guy was standing there in a g-string, sweating up a storm, installing rolls of pink insulation between the walls... I gasped and wheeled around, frozen-- didn't have a clue what to do or think!

Oh my God! I think he asked if I was 'uncomfortable' and I didn't actually turn back around, yet still carried on a conversation while pretending to be nonchalant.....Oh my God! To think that someone would be messing with itchy insulation all over their bodies...I wondered if he really was just plain hot like he claimed, or if he did it on purpose to freak me out. I think it was for the reaction, which I wasn't about to let on that I thought anything was wrong and give him that smug satisfaction...

Well, I dug my plants, wheeled them home, then forbid the kids to play out back for the rest of the week.

Ahhh well, these raspberries are awesome anyway, despite the pricks!

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Prairie Springs Cottage

Prairie Springs Cottage is a lovely restored barn that is now on-line! Here is the link:
Prairie Springs Cottage

I can see the corral behind Barry in the background and Nate's cool driftwood sculpture gracing the upper wall, along with Bailey's cow and calf in some of the website's photos. How cute!
Sandy and Barry Clay have created a little piece of heaven here...
What a wonderful endeavor! I will certainly pass on the word.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

No Time.... June 28th is nearly here!

Stress! I can't get anything done right! Would like to blog more, but haven't the time. Today and yesterday I had to pick and pit cherries. Tonight I made 2 10" rum cakes and a 6", and 1 14" chocolate stout cake. I need 2 more of those. I already have several carrot cakes in the freezer and 3 lemon layers. Soon the raspberries will be ripe and it looks like there might be tons. Then apricots. So one of the cakes will be whatever fruit is ready when Bail comes back.
Big Cake/3 tiers:
Bottom-- deliciously heavy Chocolate Stout w/ 3 chocolate cream layers.
Middle-- lemon zest with tart lemon syrup and 3 lemon curd layers.
Top-- Carrot, 2 types, 3 cream cheese layers.
Other cake:
Tortuga Rum (you CAN'T stop eating this!)
and probably some type of raspberry Amaretto

A nice friend is making a white sheet cake for those non-adventurous types!

Most verything is wrapped and frozen and then I must start the glaze/filling/frosting stuff.
And finish the DRESS!
(When I thought we might be in a tornado the other night, I wrapped it up and took it to the basement with me-- by God, that's one item that will not get sucked out the windows!)
Table decorations possibly Thursday...Flowers-- Bailey can send 100 orchids from Hawaii for $16.00! yeah!....Punch?!