Saturday, June 29, 2013

Cajun Corner - Vol. 5,, No. 25



Cajun Corner – Vol. 5, No. 25 – June 29, 2013

 

Bon Jour!  Welcome to Cajun Stitchery’s weekly email and welcome to our family.

 

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Last week’s Cherries In The Snow turned out okay, I guess.  It was very stressful.  A very dear friend of mine, who is a wonderful chef herself, corrected my recipe a bit for me.  She emailed and said that I should probably leave out the sour cream.  I did. 

Saturday began just fine.  I went to the store and purchased all of the ingredients.  The first step was the angel food cake.  This is a mix where you only have to add water.  How could anyone mess that up?  Well, guess what?  I bought some aluminum foil baking container things with plastic lids.  That way I could just leave it at my friend’s home and not worry about getting my plate later.  So far, so good.  The aluminum foil bake ware was pretty deep.  I figured that I would put just enough cake batter in each aluminum foil baking dish to come about half way up and then I’d have room for the whipped cream, cream cheese, and cherry pie filling.  This all made sense to me.

Got the bowl and mixer out, put the water and cake mix in the bowl, and began mixing these ingredients.  30 seconds on low to mix everything together; then 1 minute on medium.  Do not over mix.  The oven was on the correct temperature.  The box said not to grease the baking dish.  Everything was perfect.  I poured the cake batter into the dish and the batter only came up about ¼ to ½ inch.  Perfect!  I put the pan in the over and began mixing another cake.  When I finished mixing the second cake and put it in a pan, I opened the oven door and put the pan into the oven.  A few minutes later I went back to check on it.  OMG!  The first cake had risen over the top of the aluminum baking dish with a rounded top and the second cake wasn’t far behind the first.

At this point I panicked.  How am I going to get all of that other stuff on top of this cake and in the same pan?  I started thinking that maybe I could cut the cake in half and put the topping in the middle.  That would be ugly.  I made a panicked plea on Facebook.  One friend assured me that it would be okay.  Another assured me that she doesn’t cook either and I should go to the store and buy a cake. 

After the cakes finish cooking, I pull both beautifully rounded cakes out of the oven to cool.  They were at least an inch or two above the pan.  I sat waiting for them to cool.  That took much to long, so I stuck them in the freeze.  My patience was wearing thin with those cakes. 

Then I began the topping.   I put the heavy cream into the bowl and beat it at high speed.  Little milk sprinkles covered me and everything in the near vicinity.  It did thicken as the mixer continued to whirl.  The sugar was added.  Things began to look up.  The whipped cream was nice and thick and sweet.  Then I added the blocks of cream cheese.  The word “cream” is a misnomer for that.  You would think something that was cream would be smooth.  Oh no.  The blocks went into the whipped cream and the mixed was chewing those blocks of cream cheese and spitting them out.  When I say “spitting” I mean I had cream cheese all over me, all over my kitchen, and all over my dogs.  God bless dogs.  My companions licked up that cream cheese until I know their tongues had to be tired.  Nevertheless, the mixer kept whirling and eventually mixed all of the cream cheese with the whipped cream creating a mixture with a million tiny lumps of cream cheese.  That was about all of the time that I intended to spend on that mixture.

I then took the cakes out of the freezer.  Thank God, the cakes sank in the middle, like a low volcano.  The cream mixture was spread over the two cakes – much thicker in the middle than the sides.  Finally, the cans of cherry pie filling were opened and poured onto the top of the 2 cakes.

I must admit that in the end the cakes didn’t look bad.  I believe the cakes, at least most of them, were eaten with no ill effects.

Lesson learned.  Next time I’m going to the store and buying a cake.

At the dinner party I learned that more ladies received mysterious gnomes during the week.  Each gnome seems to be doing something indicative of the recipient.  For instance, one of the gnomes has a book and was given to a retired librarian.  The mystery continues.  There has been lots of speculation but the gnome giver remains anonymous.  However, a new gnome language is appearing.  A lady gnome is now called a “misgnomer.”  The entire affair is hilarious.  Everyone seems to wish they had been the one to think of carrying out such a wonderful prank.

Yesterday evening I went to get the mail.  As I walked into the front yard, a young man who appeared to be in his 20s, was riding what appeared to be a new, red, shiny bicycle, stopped and said, “Hi, my name is Jerry.”  He stuck out his hand and I shook it.  He continued that he was looking for someone to hire him to do yard work because he needed $20; he is homeless; and he needs a place to stay.  Just something about this guy hit me wrong.  It was kind of creepy.  Sam, the giant dog, was next door barking his head off and the guy seemed a bit startled by Sam and mentioned the big dog.  I politely said no to the guy and off he went.

This morning my Mardi Gras King called me to say that his truck was stolen from his driveway last night.  My King lives only a couple of blocks from me.  He said that whoever it was went through his sister’s car and then stole his truck.  He contacted the Sheriff’s Department but was also getting the word out to everyone he knows in hopes that someone sees his truck.

Later in the afternoon, one of his friends did, indeed, see two guys driving his truck in this area.  Stupid thieves didn’t even leave the vicinity.  They called the Sheriff’s Department and the truck was found abandoned near a park a few blocks from me.  My king was thrilled to have his truck back.  As we talked, I mentioned the guy on the bicycle from yesterday.  My king said that a guy on a bicycle had been riding in his area yesterday and appeared to be scoping out the place.  One of my neighbors saw the bicycle guy, too.  In fact, he said that the guy had gone into several cars but never took anything; not even money.  The whole neighborhood is on alert.  How odd that the thief rummages through vehicles and doesn’t take anything.  Hmmmm, I wonder what he is up to?

The flour sack towels with the little mermaids on them are doing well.  They are $15 each.  There is one for sale in our Etsy store.  More can be made.  Get ‘em while they are hot.

My poor son had to have his dog put down this week.  The whole family is grieving.  Pets become such an important part of any family.  They are family members and it hurts when they pass.  Her name was Paradise and she was only 6 years old.  They spent the week back and forth with the vet trying to figure out what is wrong with her and finally it was an internal tumor that burst causing her to bleed from her nose.  She is no longer in pain.

HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY
 
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Thank you Courtney Winstead for the following:

THIS IS A GOOD One for the history
              books.

ON JULY 20, 1969, AS COMMANDER OF
              THE  APOLLO 11 LUNAR MODULE, NEIL

ARMSTRONG WAS THE FIRST PERSON TO SET FOOT
              ON THE  MOON.

HIS FIRST WORDS AFTER STEPPING ON
              THE  MOON, "THAT'S ONE SMALL STEP

FOR MAN, ONE GIANT LEAP FOR MANKIND,"
              WERE  TELEVISED TO EARTH AND

HEARD BY MILLIONS.*

BUT, JUST BEFORE HE RE-ENTERED THE 
              LANDER, HE MADE THE ENIGMATIC REMARK

  "GOOD LUCK, MR. GORSKY."
              
             

MANY PEOPLE AT NASA THOUGHT IT WAS A 
              CASUAL REMARK CONCERNING SOME

RIVAL SOVIET COSMONAUT. HOWEVER, UPON
              CHECKING,  THERE WAS NO GORSKY

IN EITHER THE RUSSIAN OR AMERICAN SPACE
              PROGRAMS.

OVER THE YEARS, MANY PEOPLE 
              QUESTIONED ARMSTRONG AS TO WHAT THE -

“GOOD LUCK, MR. GORSKY” STATEMENT
              MEANT,  BUT ARMSTRONG ALWAYS JUST
SMILED.

ON JULY 5, 1995, IN TAMPA BAY, 
              FLORIDA , WHILE ANSWERING QUESTIONS

FOLLOWING A SPEECH, A REPORTER BROUGHT
              UP  THE 26-YEAR-OLD QUESTION ABOUT MR. GORSKY TO ARMSTRONG.

THIS TIME HE FINALLY RESPONDED 
              BECAUSE MR. GORSKY HAD DIED, SO NEIL

ARMSTRONG FELT HE COULD NOW ANSWER
              THE  QUESTION.

HERE IS THE ANSWER TO "WHO WAS MR. GORSKY":

IN 1938, WHEN HE WAS A KID IN A
              SMALL  MID-WESTERN TOWN , HE WAS

PLAYING BASEBALL WITH A FRIEND IN THE
              BACKYARD.

HIS  FRIEND HIT THE BALL, WHICH LANDED IN HIS NEIGHBOUR'S YARD
              BY THEIR BEDROOM  WINDOW.

HIS NEIGHBOURS WERE MR. AND MRS.
              GORSKY.  AS HE LEANED DOWN TO  PICK

UP THE BALL, YOUNG ARMSTRONG HEARD MRS.
              GORSKY SHOUTING AT MR. GORSKY,
              
"SEX!  YOU WANT SEX?!  YOU'LL GET SEX  WHEN THE KID NEXT DOOR WALKS ON  THE MOON!"              

IT BROKE THE PLACE UP.
               

NEIL ARMSTRONG'S FAMILY CONFIRMED 
              THIS IS A TRUE STORY.  


BUT, JUST BEFORE HE RE-ENTERED THE
LANDER, HE MADE THE ENIGMATIC REMARK
"GOOD LUCK, MR. GORSKY."
MANY PEOPLE AT NASA THOUGHT IT WAS A
CASUAL REMARK CONCERNING SOME
RIVAL SOVIET COSMONAUT. HOWEVER, UPON
CHECKING, THERE WAS NO GORSKY
IN EITHER THE RUSSIAN OR AMERICAN SPACE
PROGRAMS.
OVER THE YEARS, MANY PEOPLE
QUESTIONED ARMSTRONG AS TO WHAT THE -
“GOOD LUCK, MR. GORSKY” STATEMENT
MEANT, BUT ARMSTRONG ALWAYS JUST SMILED.
ON JULY 5, 1995, IN TAMPA BAY,
FLORIDA , WHILE ANSWERING QUESTIONS
FOLLOWING A SPEECH, A REPORTER BROUGHT
UP THE 26-YEAR-OLD QUESTION ABOUT MR. GORSKY TO ARMSTRONG.
THIS TIME HE FINALLY RESPONDED
BECAUSE MR. GORSKY HAD DIED, SO NEIL
ARMSTRONG FELT HE COULD NOW ANSWER
THE QUESTION.
HERE IS THE ANSWER TO "WHO WAS MR. GORSKY":
IN 1938, WHEN HE WAS A KID IN A
SMALL MID-WESTERN TOWN , HE WAS
PLAYING BASEBALL WITH A FRIEND IN THE
BACKYARD.
HIS FRIEND HIT THE BALL, WHICH LANDED IN HIS NEIGHBOUR'S YARD
BY THEIR BEDROOM WINDOW.
HIS NEIGHBOURS WERE MR. AND MRS.
GORSKY. AS HE LEANED DOWN TO PICK
UP THE BALL, YOUNG ARMSTRONG HEARD MRS.
GORSKY SHOUTING AT MR. GORSKY
"SEX! YOU WANT SEX?! YOU'LL GET SEX WHEN THE KID NEXT DOOR WALKS ON THE MOON!
IT BROKE THE PLACE UP.
NEIL ARMSTRONG'S FAMILY CONFIRMED
THIS IS A TRUE STORY.
BUT, JUST BEFORE HE RE-ENTERED THE
LANDER, HE MADE THE ENIGMATIC REMARK
"GOOD LUCK, MR. GORSKY."
MANY PEOPLE AT NASA THOUGHT IT WAS A
CASUAL REMARK CONCERNING SOME
RIVAL SOVIET COSMONAUT. HOWEVER, UPON
CHECKING, THERE WAS NO GORSKY
IN EITHER THE RUSSIAN OR AMERICAN SPACE
PROGRAMS.
OVER THE YEARS, MANY PEOPLE
QUESTIONED ARMSTRONG AS TO WHAT THE -
“GOOD LUCK, MR. GORSKY” STATEMENT
MEANT, BUT ARMSTRONG ALWAYS JUST SMILED.
ON JULY 5, 1995, IN TAMPA BAY,
FLORIDA , WHILE ANSWERING QUESTIONS
FOLLOWING A SPEECH, A REPORTER BROUGHT
UP THE 26-YEAR-OLD QUESTION ABOUT MR. GORSKY TO ARMSTRONG.
THIS TIME HE FINALLY RESPONDED
BECAUSE MR. GORSKY HAD DIED, SO NEIL
ARMSTRONG FELT HE COULD NOW ANSWER
THE QUESTION.
HERE IS THE ANSWER TO "WHO WAS MR. GORSKY":
IN 1938, WHEN HE WAS A KID IN A
SMALL MID-WESTERN TOWN , HE WAS
PLAYING BASEBALL WITH A FRIEND IN THE
BACKYARD.
HIS FRIEND HIT THE BALL, WHICH LANDED IN HIS NEIGHBOUR'S YARD
BY THEIR BEDROOM WINDOW.
HIS NEIGHBOURS WERE MR. AND MRS.
GORSKY. AS HE LEANED DOWN TO PICK
UP THE BALL, YOUNG ARMSTRONG HEARD MRS.
GORSKY SHOUTING AT MR. GORSKY
"SEX! YOU WANT SEX?! YOU'LL GET SEX WHEN THE KID NEXT DOOR WALKS ON THE MOON!
IT BROKE THE PLACE UP.
NEIL ARMSTRONG'S FAMILY CONFIRMED
THIS IS A TRUE STORY.
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Friday, June 21, 2013

Cajun Corner - Vol. 5, No. 24


Cajun Corner – Vol. 5, No. 24 – June 21, 2013

 

Bon Jour!  Welcome to Cajun Stitchery’s weekly email and welcome to our family.

 

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A friend of mine is planning a dinner for about 50 people tomorrow night.  Several of the girls are bring appetizers and side dishes.  I offered to bring the bread since I do know how to use my bread maker but was told that I was bringing Cherries In The Snow.  This is a dish that I learned to make many, many years ago.  I was surprised that the girls knew I could make this but they said that a very long time ago I brought it to a function.  Well, you know what.  I forgot how to make it.  I had to look it up online.  The recipes I found don’t make it the way I remember, so we are winging it.  It isn’t just Cherries In The Snow.  It is Cherries In The Snow for 50 people.  I have set aside all day tomorrow to make this delicacy.  As a back-up, I did ask one of the girls to please also bring dessert just in case I had a catastrophe.  Say prayers.

The Pensacola Beach mystery continues.  Several more girls have received gnomes in their front yards this week.  I have an idea of who it may be, but nothing concrete. 

This week has been filled with embroidery and orders.  However, everything is a secret.  So, there are no pictures this week.

Insofar as the flour sack towels are concerned, one friend stopped by this week and said that is, indeed, the type of fabric that held her grandmother’s flour.  Another friend came by and said, “No, that’s gauze.”  Nevertheless, they are fabulous towels.  Everyone should have some.

There was an invasion in the garden this week.  Tomato horn worms chewed up a large portion of my favorite tomato plant.  Ewww, those are some ugly creatures.  They are all dead now.  We’ve been watching for another onslaught but so far so good.

Several weeks ago a friend of mine gave me a large bag of dog treats that her dog wouldn’t eat.  That was not a problem for my dogs, who enjoyed every bite.  It was only proper that they should thank their donator.  They sent a thank you card to Peanut Lewis.

We went through another 3 box of Mama’s stuff this week.  There were music cd’s and DVDs.  Remarkably they still work.  Also in one of the boxes were photo albums.  Those were totally destroyed.  The photos just had a haze over there and nothing distinguishable.  That was sad.  It made me think:  when is the last time I looked at our photo albums?  For the last 10 years my photos are on my computer.  It has been more than 10 years since I’ve actually looked at the photo albums in the closet.

Well folks, I have to spend the rest of the evening planning tomorrow’s baking extravaganza. 

Have a wonderful week.

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CHERRIES IN THE SNOW

1 angel food cake

1 can cherry pie filling

Cream Cheese

Whipped Cream

Place the angel food cake in a deep dish.  Tear it apart to make it form the dish.  Combine the cream cheese and whipped cream and spread that over the angel food cake in the dish.  Open the can of cherry pie filling and spread on top of the rest of the stuff.

Optional:  I’m not sure if it was whipped cream or sour cream that you mix with the cream cheese.  Maybe it was all three.

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Saturday, June 15, 2013

Cajun Corner - Vol. 5, No. 23


Cajun Corner – Vol. 5, No. 23 – June 15, 2013

 

Bon Jour!  Welcome to Cajun Stitchery’s weekly email and welcome to our family.

 

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George and I love to experiment.  Last week George read that you can dissolve the egg shell right off the raw egg with vinegar.  Once dissolved, the egg will bounce.  He took the raw egg and put it in a glass, then filled the glass with vinegar.  Sure enough in a couple of days the egg shell was gone and the egg in-tact.  It felt rubbery, so I took the egg to bounce it in the sink – SPLAT.  Well, that part of the experiment wasn’t true.  I’m just grateful that I tried to bounce it in the sink rather than the floor.

It turns out there is a mystery on Pensacola Beach.  Several of the girls found gnome statutes in and around their front yards this past week.  No one knows who put them there but the guessing has begun.  To make this even more intriguing, the statutes arrived on different days.  Emails have been flying speculating on who the gnominator is. I’m sure this will be a topic somewhere in the next issue of the Island Times.

A friend contacted me for some embroidered towels.  She is helping with a cooking contest on the beach and wanted something to give to the participants.  She explained to me that her sister had given her a kitchen towel that she absolutely loved and would like to get these type towels embroidered.  At first she said they were made from cheese cloth, but I questioned that there would be cheese cloth kitchen towels.  After a bit of research, she sent me an email directing me to where these towels can be located.  They are flour sack kitchen towels.  Off to Wal-Mart I went in search of these fabulous kitchen towels.  They were readily available and I purchased 20 of them.  Once home, I decided to wash and dry to pre-shrink for embroidery.  After they were laundered, I measured to see how much they shrank since the label said 100% cotton.  They didn’t shrink at all. 

The flour sack towels were not cheese cloth but very similar.  Although Wal-Mart calls them flour sack towels, they are not.  I remember spending summers with my grandmother in Woodstock, Georgia.  She was an avid cook and her flour came in flour sacks.  They were more like linen.  The “flour sack towels” would have let you sift flower through them.  The more I worked with these towels, the more familiar they seemed until finally the light bulb went off in my head.  They are made of gauze which is basically cheese cloth. 

When my sister, Nancy, had her first child, Deshawn, our little family began learning about babies.  It wasn’t until Hank was born that Pampers were invented and on the market.  The diapers we used for Deshawn were gauze diapers, exactly what Wal-Mart is selling as flour sack towels.  The only difference is the towels have a hem on each end.  A few years after Deshawn was born, Nancy had Joey.  Then after Joey was Hank.  By that time Mama, Nancy and I had determined that gauze baby diapers made the best dust rags and kitchen towels in the world.  So, here we are and they are selling them as towels.  They are super absorbent.  They would have to be, right?  To be baby diapers they would need to be absorbent.

With the “flour sack” towels in hand, I decided to see how they would handle embroidery.  The first design I tried was a 6” by 3.75” mermaid design.  It turned out perfect.  That towel has now been listed in our Etsy store.  Today I’ve been busy working on my friend’s order.  Oh, and did I mention that we purchased 15 more flour sack towels today?

Another friend is about to become a mother-in-law and asked me to be thinking of something for the newly weds.  The bride is trying to embrace her Philippine heritage and my friend would like the embroidery to reflect this.  At the same time, the bride is not a “bling” person and steers more toward mute/earthy tones.  This weekend I’ve been doing a bit of research on Philippine history and culture.  Since the Philippines are island, the décor is not that different from any other beach décor.  However, I did run across a Filipino legend or two or three at Wikipedia that intrigued me. 

Sirena is a mermaid, a sea creature with a human upper body and a fish tail instead of lower extremities. They attract fishermen and tourists.[1] Sirenas are reportedly often seen ashore by fishermen, especially in the towns bordering the Pacific Ocean.

Siyokoy are mermen, sea creatures that have a human form and scaled bodies. The Siyokoy is the male counterpart of the Sirena. The lower extremities of a Philippine merman can either be a fishtail or scaled legs and webbed feet. They could also have long, green tentacles. They drown mortals for food.[citation needed] Siyokoys have gill slits, are colored brown or green, and have scaly skin, comparable to that of a fish.

And then there is:

The Filipinos in the Medieval Period said that it started somewhere in a place now called "Tandang Sora". There was a fisherman that was attracted to a tilapia, a kind of fish that is abundant in tropical countries. This fisherman was sexually attracted to the tilapia and raped the fish. After 4 months, the fisherman was shocked when he saw that this tilapia was pregnant. He could not believe as for what he saw that night, it was also the very night that the fish will have her delivery. The fish gave birth of a half human, half fish creature. As the fisherman knew that this creature is so valuable, he then named it "GEM". They also said that when a "Sirena" get a hold of a stone called "DARNA'S STONE" this creature can be seen as a whole human.

I think the décor should be mermaids.

Have a wonderful week.

HAPPY FATHER’S DAY

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Sunday, June 9, 2013

Cajun Corner - Vol. 5, No. 22

 
 
 
 
 

Cajun Corner – Vol. 5, No. 22 – June 8, 2013

 

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Wednesday was the All Krewe Fiesta Ball.  My King and I were presented to Tristan de Luna and his Queen and presented with a medallion.  It was very nice and proper.  Well, except for my King who is never totally proper but we love him anyway.  George tried to take pictures but some man kept moving in front of the camera and all George got was a picture of the back of a head.  There was a guy taking pictures as each King and Queen descended the stage.  However, I cannot seem to find any photos in our local paper or on the internet.  A friend was also taking pictures but she hasn’t posted any of them yet.  Guess I’ll call the Fiesta office and see if they know who was taking the photos. 

There wasn’t much work done on Wednesday since we had to prepare for the ball that evening.  I sat at my computer polishing my nails and creating baby bib designs that I was posting on Facebook.  There were some really cute designs.  One, I believe I’ll make for my great grandbaby.

Thursday evening I found out that our krewe was having a meeting on Friday night and celebrating one of our krewe member’s birthday.  So, Friday was spent digitizing and embroidering her krewe tee shirt that I’m giving to each of the girls this year for their birthdays.  The embroidery isn’t difficult to do but adding the rhinestones is time consuming.  By the time she arrived at my house with another of our girlfriends I was still working on the rhinestones.  I finally finished the rhinestones and gave her present to her right there. 

I also had a simple embroidery job to do for my friend.  Since she took my crown to have it fixed and brought it back to me yesterday, I just called it even on the embroidery job.

While here my two friends took a tour of the new house.   The birthday girl was spending the night with me after our meeting.  When I showed the girls the guest room, one of them said, “Has that bed been here all the time?”  That is how crowded that little room was before we moved the machines next door.  They didn’t even know there was a bed in that room.

My friend who spent the night is a Master Gardener in Mobile.  She brought me what appeared to be a truck load of bushes and assortment of plants.  George worked in the yard all day today planting and has more to plant tomorrow.

Talking about the house next door, I finally emptied the last box in the house of Mama’s stuff.  Don’t get me wrong, there are many boxes remaining in the garage but it was so nice to empty the ones in the house.  I picked up as much as I could, vacuumed, and can even see a bit of counter space now.  We are ready to bring another load of boxes in the house.  The Mission boxes are filled to capacity and I’m really thinking about taking them to the Mission before going further, just to get them out of the house.  If anyone wants to go through the Mission items, please come over and do so soon.  If you find something you want, it is yours for free.  We need room for Mission boxes for the next load of boxes coming into the house.

Have a wonderful week.

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Big thank you to my friend Sandy for the following:

Its getting that time again...Flea & Tick Remedy

8 oz apple cider vinegar
4 oz warm water
1/2 tsp salt
1/2 tsp baking soda

Mix dry ingredients first then slowly add to wet as the vinegar and baking soda will react slightly. Put into spray bottle and spray pets down. Be careful not to get in pets eyes.

Use Borax throughout the house; sprinkle it on the carpets and let sit for a few hours, and then vacuum. This should kill all the fleas and ticks in your home and on your pets.
https://www.facebook.com/groups/365597543511890/

Another big thank you to Sandy for the following:

Thibodeaux and Boudreaux entered a chocolate store. As they were looking at the
candy, Thibodeaux stole 3 chocolate bars. When they left the store Thibodeaux
said to Boudreaux, "I'm the best thief, I stole 3 chocolate bars and no one saw
me put them in my pocket. You can’t beat that.

Boudreaux replied: "You want to see something better? Let's go back to the
shop and I'll show you real stealing."  I'll steal while the shopkeeper
is watching me and he won't even know.

So they went to the counter and Boudreaux said to the shopkeeper: "Do you want
to see a great magic trick?" The shopkeeper replied: "Yes".  Boudreaux
said: "Give me three chocolate bars." The shopkeeper gave him three chocolate
bars and Boudreaux ate all three.

The shopkeeper asked: "But where's the magic?"
Boudreaux replied: "Look in Thibodeaux's pocket."

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