Long, long ago in a land far, far away, lived a number of beautiful, intelligent and talented women.
You may want to take a moment for a reality check here. This is after all my blog and I can say pretty much whatever I want and call it “Poetic License”. I don’t think there are blog police out there evaluating the accuracy of my statements. My own sainted Mother was not always accurate in assessing my truthfulness. I leave it to you to decide where I’m invoking “Poetic License”.
Now, where was I? Oh ya, blah, blah, beautiful women, blah, blah. Also known as the Woolies. This is not a quilt group altho all of us quilt. This is not a garden group altho all of us have gardens (I’m sure you’ll soon have one Karen) nor is it even a woodworking group even tho we all have wood in our homes. It did take us a while to determine a plausible excuse er, reason to be together. Well, we all like wool so that was to be our common denominator. Obviously then, we would be The Woolies. We did draw up a lengthy list of rules & goals for the group. The final rule was that we would have no rules. This works very well for us as we are morally opposed to rules and goals & deadlines. We did briefly consider naming our group the Dull Needles but we felt it might have a negative connotation and tend to lead us into depression thereby causing us to have no fun when we got together to do nothing. I know you’re with me on this.
We met this month at the home of yours truly. Since it had been about a year since I’d cleaned my house, it did take many weeks of effort to be ready. Thankfully, I have now done that little cleaning chore for this year. Whew!
September means back to school here in MN/ND land so that was my theme. Do y’all remember the Fischer Price School Bus? I found our old one and it was the centerpiece and that kinda got the ball rolling on this party. First of all I wanted to make sure everyone knew they were at the right party so I made it easy for ‘em:
I realized of course that the set up of the scene was terribly wrong. I quickly moved the Weebles from the FRONT of the bus to BEHIND the bus. We don’t want anyone to think I’d intentionally run over the wee ones. Goodness gracious. Now, you might notice the little chalkboard – I made one for each of my guests that day. JM actually USED hers to take a couple notes! Way to go JM!
Whoa, back up the truck – that was NOT what JM was writing. I wrote that. She wrote other important stuff.
Keeping with the school theme, I served an apple cake with hot caramel sauce. It is super easy to make and let me warn you that you’ll want seconds of this one…….
Fresh Apple Cake
4 C. chopped apples
2 C. sugar
2 tsp. cinnomon
2/3 C. oil
1/2 C. chopped nuts
2 C. flour
1 tsp. salt
2 tsp. baking soda
Put apples in bowl & break eggs over them. Stir. Add sugar, oil, cinnamon & nuts. Combine flour, salt & baking soda and add to mixture. Stir well. Bake in 9X13 pan at 350 for about 45 min.
There now, wasn’t that easy??
1/2 C. sugar
1/2 C. brown sugar
1/2 C. butter
1/2 C. cream (half & half)
1 heaping Tbsp. flour
1 tsp. vanilla
Combine all ingredients, except vanilla. Bring to a boil & cook for 1 to 2 minutes, until thickened, stirring as necessary. Add vanilla. Serve over cake. Top with whipped cream. If you want this to be a diet recipe, leave off the whipped cream. Ya, like that’s going to help……….
Now hang with me here ‘cuz I’ve got some serious show & tell for you today:
A couple embroidery on linen projects by Jean plus a small stitchery she made and then made a frame for:
This cutie is Jean’s too:
Ms. JM has finished her wool garden. It is so awesome!
And this adorable mini – those little blocks are 2 1/2”. Too cute for words.
And this little stitchery she’s working on:
Now here’s our favorite machine quilter girl with all kinds of wonderful goodies:
Penny, did I ever tell you how much I LOVE RED QUILTS? It would look so great in my home. Hint.
Criminy, I almost forgot Ms. D’s show & tell:
One more thing. On my last post, something happened to son #2 and his body was removed. You can’t really tell from just seeing his arm how handsome he really is so I’m giving you all one more chance to be amazed & astounded at the perfectness of son #2.
You’ll have to refer back to my last post to get a gander at son #1. He doesn’t usually wear a beard but has just returned from a fishing & camping trip in the boundary waters.
You’ll be happy to know that I’ll talk about our daughter & granddaughter – the Divine Miss O – another time.
OK, that’s it. I’m done. This post got really, really long so I don’t expect anyone to read the whole thing. But the pictures are good. Probably.