Columbia Motor Speedway

Today Scott and I attended the reunion up at the old speedway. I mainly tagged along to take pictures as Scott had a friend to chat about cars with... or as I say RUNT RUNT RUNT over engine sizes and body styles.





I saw an old Ford Maverick which brought back memories as that was my first car. Mine was a 6 cylinder and Baby Blue in color.

A Book Give-a-way

http://steelkitten.typepad.com/steel_kitten/2010/04/a-giveaway.html

The gal over on "Steel Kitten" is giving away a book! For your chance to win leave her a comment about what you would take to the 1800's to help with your survival.

Kitchen Treasures

My kitchen table of goodies from Uncle Jessie. I nearly died when I opened a mailing box and found a brand new copy write 1961 Betty Crocker Picture Book.... I LOVE IT!!!!!!!Most of the utensils were still in their original packaging too. I do have some more treasure but haven't got them cleaned up yet and at the moment I'm putting up the mustard greens that we grew in our garden. Mustard greens are quite labor intensive as I remove all the stems - we hate the texture and woodiness of them. So until I finish with them everyone will have to wait and see the rest of my treasures.

LATE start to this morning

I was going to get up early this morning so that I could work in the garden before the sun got too high up in the sky and started roasting me but that did not happen. So I will be harvesting the mustard greens at lunch time instead. Everything needs to be watered as well; I wish that we would get a bit of rain but that is not in the forecast for quite some time. The lawn needs to be mowed too. Always something needs to be done around here.

We were just hearing cannon fire from Fort Jackson; I guess they are practicing since it's not Friday (Graduation Day). A reminder that we are very much involved in a war.

I'll post again later today to talk about the kitchen goodies that I brought home from Uncle Jessie's. He was so sweet - I'd ask are you sure you want me to take this and he'd say, " Anything I'm not using you can have". He just wants family to have whatever they want. I think thats how his love for Mary Etta was - he let her buy anything she ever wanted. He misses her so much and told Scott that the day I die Scott will know true loneliness. Life just isn't the same without your soul mate.

Graham Cracker Cake Recipe

OK; I haven't tried this yet but thought I'd share anyway as it sounds delicious! I found this recipe during the cleaning yesterday at Uncle Jessie's; hand written in pencil on a piece of old spiral notebook paper. If someone went to the trouble of copying it down to share it must be good...

Graham Cracker Cake

1 cup Crisco
2 cups white sugar
5 eggs
2 Tablespoons Baking Powder
pinch salt
3/4 cup milk
1 cup pecan (more if wanted)
1 cup coconut
1 BOX Graham Crackers - crushed

Cream Crisco, sugar, eggs, milk, salt and Baking Powder. Add crushed crackers, pecans and coconut. Beat until well blended. Bake in 3 layers at 325*.

Filling

1 stick Butter
1 Box powdered sugar
1 small can pineapple (crushed)

Drain Pineapple and pour juice over layers. Mix butter, sugar and pineapple and use between and on top and sides of layers.

This is exactly as it was written. No baking time listed so just check for springiness, and insert a toothpick in center of layers at 20 to 40 minutes. It just sounds so easy and I absolutely adore old recipes written in real handwriting from years ago. The lady is most likely gone that first wrote this down as the notebook paper actually has 5 holes instead of just 3; definitely something to be cherished.

A day with Uncle Jessie

Yesterday the 3 of us went to Greenville with Julia (Scott's Mom) to help Uncle Jessie clean out some trash and to bring home treasure- things he can't or doesn't use anymore that he wants family to have. Here are some pictures of the jewelry that he let me have...





I also got a lot of items for my kitchen that I will write another post about once I get it all cleaned up.

Disturbing Dreams

Why do people have disturbing dreams? I spent the entire night last night having one bizarre dream after another that I awoke from covered in sweat. Truly terrifying dreams - dreams you wouldn't wish upon anyone - WHY? I hate having dreams like this as I wake feeling uneasy and then find out someone has died in the family - truly creeps me out. I'm hoping and praying that all family and friends are all safe and sound and ALIVE this morning.