Me Sew Pretty One Day

I added another layer to the valance in my dining room. This is the fabric that I found on the whirlwind trip to downtown Nacagdoches when we were there for Will's orientation. I only bought 1/2 a yard so there was no extra for messing up. The whole time I was sewing/hot-gluing....I was thinking to myself, "Me sew pretty one day." And then I would giggle.

Go ahead and call the psych ward now....but I know where that thought came from. I recently read the book, "Me Talk Pretty One Day" by David Sedaris. It's a collection of writing about his dysfunctional family/childhood. The title comes from the first chapter in which little David is called out of his classroom to see the speech therapist. Funny, quirky stuff.

Anyway.......when I get to sewing, I am just trying to get through it. I would die if any of you ever came to my house and looked at the back of anything. And if you looked really close to the front, you just might see dried glue dripping down the fabric.

Me sew pretty one day.

Saturday Night Toe

Saturday night. Looks worse. Feels better. Made cobbler. Used cherries. Sugar headache. Doing laundry. Raining outside. Thundering, too. Maggie's scared. Jordan called. She's happy.

That them there's alot of cherries....

Have you noticed how I talk alot different now that I have gout? Or maybe have gout? Because we won't officially know until Monday. I feel like I should be sitting on the porch wit my ol' foot propped up and yellin' at dem dare kids a runnin' in my yard. I don't know why....but gout makes me think of a mean old lady.



Well, this mean old lady sent my precious hairy legged boy to the store yesterday to get me some cherries....because they are supposed to be a natural way of getting rid of gout. I actually specified some cherry pie filling. Because I was going to scoop some out in a bowl, zap it in the microwave for 30 seconds and then put a little Bluebell Homemade Vanilla ice cream on top. Sort of like cherry cobbler without the dough. I'm suffering here people, so while I'm sure it's supposed to be fresh cherries, I was going for the kind loaded in sugar.


I even asked the sweet boy if he knew where the cherry pie filling was in Kroger....and yes, he did. Good, so get that and get some fresh cherries, too. I have never ever bought fresh cherries. Ever. And I'm not really a big fan of maraschino cherries because of the time I took in one too many Tom Collins garnished with cherries and saw them all come back up into the big porcelain bowl later that night. TMI?



So this is what that cute kid brought home from Kroger....


Not cherry pie filling. But the biggest jar of maraschino cherries. And about 4 pounds of fresh cherries. Does anybody have a good recipe for cherry cobbler using 4 pounds of fresh cherries?