Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Happy Birthday, Porter! With lots of kisses and hugs from Grandpa and GramsBea!
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
I made this cake last weekend and it is every bit as good as I remember it. It is also quick and easy.
1 c. quick oats
1 1/2 c. boiling water
1/2 c. butter (1 stick), softened
1 c. sugar
1 c. brown sugar
1 1/3 c. all purpose flour
1 tsp. baking soda
1/2 tsp. salt
1/2 tsp. cinnamon
4 TBS. butter, melted
1 c. brown sugar
1/2 c. milk
1 c. flaked coconut
1c. chopped nuts (Mom's recipe does not call for nuts, but I add nuts to almost everything!)
Preheat oven to 350F. Add the boiling water to the oats and let stand while mixing the other ingredients. Cream butter and sugars together. Add eggs and mix well. In a small bowl, sift together the flour, baking soda, salt and cinnamon. Gradually add to the creamed mixture. Add oats and mix well. Pour into a greased and floured 9x13 pan. Bake for 30 - 35 minutes or until toothpick inserted in center comes out clean.
While cake is baking, mix together the butter, brown sugar and milk for the topping. When cake is done remove from oven. Pour topping over hot cake. Sprinkle with coconut and nuts, if desired. Place cake under broiler until coconut begins to brown. Watch carefully, as once it starts, it browns quickly.
If you can wait, allow cake to cool before serving.
Monday, January 26, 2009
photo courtesy of USA Today
I'm not a NCState fan (although better them then UNC or Duke!). But I am a fan of strong, influential women. Coach Yow influenced a lot of people on and off the basketball court in a very public campaign against breast cancer since she was first diagnosed with the disease in 1987.
It seems trite to say that Coach Yow's strength and spirit will live on in the lives she touched. But she has touched so many lives, she will be heard for many years to come.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Being from Kansas, I find it hilarious the way the southerners deal with snow. They don't. Everyone stays home no matter how much snow falls. There is another reason they stay home. No one knows how to drive in snow and or ice. If you're smart, you stay home to avoid the stupid people who think they know how to drive in the winter weather.
Thursday afternoon, Larry and I were both working upstairs. He hollered at me and said, "There is smoke coming from Ta's house." When I looked out the upstairs window, I could see heavy smoke rolling from the back of the house. Seconds later, glass shattered and flames began shooting out the kitchen window. Also at that time, the fire department arrived. They had the fire out within ten minutes.
Fortunately, no one was hurt. Ta's dad, Ralph (I call him Papa Ta), was the only one home at the time. He put his lunch on the stove to warm then went into the living room and fell asleep. A smoke alarm went off waking Papa Ta and he got out of the house.
This is the second fire for this family. Several years ago, they had a house fire. Ralph about died in that fire. His leg was so badly burned he ended up losing it and now wears a prosthesis.
Ta came over late in the afternoon to ask if we would keep an eye on their house while they were away. The Red Cross would put them up in a motel for three days. After that, they will stay with family and friends until they can get the house repaired.
Ta seemed to be dealing with the situation well. He was telling us how the fire happened. He said, "My daddy heard the smoke alarm and he ran out of the house. I can't see my daddy runnin' but that's what he said." Larry and I had to laugh.
Larry got some really good pictures of the fire. They can be found on my Flickr page.
Then there was the rag quilt I decided to make for Larry's mom's birthday. Follow that with rag quilts for both grandsons for Christmas. Check out the pictures of these quilts on my Flickr page.
Then there was all the baking. Fifty dozen cookies and twenty loaves of quick breads.
And somewhere in there, we closed on the sale of our house in Kansas.
And we can't forget our ninth anniversary on January 1...
I've been in a layed back, no rush January. Time to get back to a schedule.