My day, Friday-Food, Singers, Pillows, Tulips & Ramblings

1. I love the way I have arranged my living room & dining room. Stuff like this makes me very happy.

2. I love my home, but you already knew this didn't you?

3. I've noticed, more than ever lately, that I talk to the t.v. You know like on reality shows.  The people in my house just expect it anymore. I guess since they are reality shows I feel like I can just openly express myself and voice my opinions on that particular problem for that week. It's just too bad that Charlie and the kids have sit through it.  I need to work on this.

4. Our family is very much like the family on The Middle on ABC.

 5. Adele is amazing! Way to rock it on the Grammy's! I kind of just love her. I am so tired of people talking about her being chubby, too. She is beautiful and has an amazing voice and her music moves me. People need to be kind.

 6. I am sad about Whitney Houston. I know what her private world consisted of, but her voice was magical to me. Her music was such a big part of my teen years and it's all just sad. I mean, really, are there any better songs to cry to after teenage break ups?


 7. My tulips are up and out of the ground and I am scared that Illinois is going to get terrible weather and my tulips wont flower when they are supposed to. I don't know why I worry about them every year, but I do and they always put on quite a show.

8. I still want to build a giant barn or own one.

 9.I made my annual Valentines cake for my family. You all know that I do not enjoy baking, but this is a tradition and it turned out really good. I made a strawberry flavored cake with philadelphia cream cheese frosting.

10. I need my hair cut in the worst of ways. Nothing in the world makes me grouchier than when I can't get my hair to look right. Sometimes, I even miss church over it. I know-grow up & straighten up!

11. Charlie told me how good I smelled like six times this week. Wonder how I smelled last week, because he never said a word.........hmmmmmm

 12. For Valentine's Day Charlie gave me an old fashioned love letter. He knows me all too well. It was a full page, too. It was my favorite Valentine's Day gift in 18 years. I am going to frame it and put it by by nightstand.

13.When I go to fabric shops there are so many choices and I see everything I would like to have and then I walk out with nothing. Why do I do this?

14. Over at Bundles of Blossoms on Facebook I had a pillow giveaway and Yummy Delights won this set!

Come "LIKE" Bundles of Blossoms on Facebook so you can join in on all of the fun!

15. I also made horse pillows over the last couple of weeks.

16. This week I also accidentally threw a towel in the washing machine when I was washing one of Charlies dress shirts, separately from everything else ,and now his shirt has fuzzies that I cannot get off. Why do I do things like this?

17. I have been so hungry, lately, for an enormous T-bone steak, twice baked potatoes, hot rolls and french onion soup. I even had a dream about it the other night.

18. I also was putting clothes away the other day and slammed my ring finger in my big ol' dresser and it hurt so much that I had to sit down on my bed and have a little cry.

19. I am blessed in my life, with my little family, and I am thankful every day. The stuff that I wrote above is the whiny diva in me with access to a laptop and a blog-YIKES!

20. Life is good!

P.S. Chinamommy turns another year older today!!!

She takes funny pics, like this when she goes on vacation, and says the worst thing about the resort was their butt sniffin' dogs!!!

Yes, those are concrete dog statues she's posing in front of, because she is just simply that hysterical!!!!

LOVE HER!!!!

Happy Birthday Chinamommy (Misschell) !!

This girl's a hoot!!!

Go check out her blog right here

Have a great weekend~

Toodle-loo

Nikki Pugh

Potato Scraps for Chickens-Much love~

I cook all of the time.

I mean all of the time.

I peel potatoes usually three times a week.

I have done this for years and years and years.

We love potatoes.

Yes, we know they're full of starch, but they are a staple food in this household and that's just how it is.

Usually, I peel the potatoes on some paper towels or newspaper on my kitchen table while sitting down.

I learned years ago that if I peel potatoes standing up over a trash can that my back feels like it's going to break-so why not sit down?

Right?

My thoughts exactly.

So getting back to how often I peel potatoes.......

As I was sitting there peeling and peeling and peeling these potatoes the other night a flashback of my childhood arrived and it was quite lovely.

It made me smile.

I made me feel like I was wrapped up in a big blanket of love.

I, swear to you, I could smell the sweet familiar smell of my great Grandma & Grandpa.

This picture, right here, is a picture of Grandpa & myself when I was a little girl. We called him "Gramps."

This picture is one of my favorites and it hangs on my kitchen wall so that I can see it everyday. Remember drinking coca cola out of the glass bottles and then returning them back to the grocery store and getting money back for them? Wow that was a long time ago.......

When I was little my great grandparents had a really big chicken coop.

I spent so much time in that chicken coop.

Not only did they have one chicken house they had three and then the entire place was fenced in with chicken wire.

So it was a big space for chickens to run around, fight with each other, and just be chickens!

They also kept rabbits out there that were huge, cuddly, and so messy.

Anyways, anything that was leftover from breakfast, lunch, and dinner went to the chickens for scraps.

Again, getting back to my "peeling potatoes' story.......

So, as I was peeling each potato, at my kitchen table the other night, and was noticing the mound of peelings mounting, all of a sudden, I had this very strong urge to cut the top off of a empty milk gallon jug like grandma and grandpa used to do, load it with potato scraps, and run out to the chicken coop and feed the chickens my potato scraps.

I hadn't thought about feeding the chickens potato scraps in years.

Why, all of a sudden, after all of the potatoes that I have peeled, did this memory so strongly give me the urge to put my grandpas leather boots on, run out to the coop, and feed the chickens?

I don't know the answer to this, but for whatever reason that this thought decided to pop up in my mind this week, I loved it and it gave me that warm fuzzy feeling of how much I loved growing up with my great grandparents and the chickens.

I never thought that potato scraps could be so full of love?

Toodle-loo

Nikki Pugh