Triple Digit heat index

It’s a little hot, as it usually is here in S. Texas in July.

We are officially in the Dog Days of Summer.  Or maybe the Frog days of summer?

Check this out.  There are still nice people out there.




The soap continues

The soap has cured, it’s un-molded, and drying. I am very pleased.

A batch unscented, 1 lavender, 1 rosemary.

7 pounds of sudsy stuff that I can wrap up and gift.

Why soap? Well, when I spent 18 months unemployed, I needed something to do to be productive. Between working on our acreage, and getting the bees established, I really needed something to do to be creative.

I’m not a crafty person, but being creative with a purpose appeals to me. Like cooking, making things that makes someone happy, or hearing them ask “you made that?” It’s a good thing.

I also nerd out measuring everything by weight, mixing the lye and water, getting everything to compatible temperature. Then I use an immersion blender to whazz everything to trace, adding the essential oils, molding, keeping the soda ash from forming. Ooh! It’s fun.

Who doesn’t need soap? These are Lux Bars. Really luxurious, velvety, sumptuous lather from Shea butter, Sweet Almond Oil, Caster Oil, Coconut Oil, and Olive Oil.

Today, I’m grateful for things that come together well, and for a supply of a little bit of my care, time, and talent to wrap up and gift.

It is one of the most beautiful compensations of this life that no man can sincerely try to help another without helping himself. 

Ralph Waldo Emerson

You wouldn’t know S#*T from Shine-ola

I’ve heard this saying since I was a little girl.

But I never knew what Shine-ola was. I knew for sure what s#*t was. So in a little girl’s mind, I thought Shine-ola must be some kind of shoe polish. Right? Cause if you weren’t careful, you could step in s#*t, and it was brown, and shoe polish was either black or brown.

Reasonable conclusion? Maybe for a little girl.

Imagine how surprised I was today when I went into a nice jewelry store to have my wedding ring checked over and cleaned when I saw the Shinola Display.

It peaked my curiosity immediately.

Shinola is out of Detroit, and they make fabulous watches, journals, and other haberdashery. Now I know!

A little sight seeing

Driving around Detroit, we found the Motown museum.

We saw a beautiful Church in Ohio.  Attending a wedding in an old church with no A/C on the first 90 degree day, it was a wee bit hot.  The Priest was really cute, he cut the service short stating the bride and groom would be just as married if he spoke for 20 minutes or 60.  I adore clergy with a sense of humor.  

We enjoyed a bit of Americana at the War Memorial in Findlay, OH.  I adore small towns with a sense of honor and history.

Lest We Forget.  Three haunting words in the midst of the flags, the names of the fallen who gave the ultimate sacrifice, and the tribute from their grateful neighbors and friends.

Finishing up the day with a local brew.  Some of the names made me smile.  I’m glad they make an IPA for a Rough Day.  But I went with the Fathead’s Sunshine Day Dream.
Have you seen anything good in this Lovely Month of June?

In the garden

The light was just right, and the flowers were ready to show off.

In the time before the heat bleaches the color from the leaves,

The rain has brought out some very happy blooms.

Photos by me. 

Fun and games at Total Wine

Shopping for wine can be a down right hoot!

We got a Total Wine down the street, so I popped in to check them out.  LOTS of wine choices is an understatement. Most of them I had never seen before.

Check it out. 

A Wink between Butter, and on top of the Sexy Wine Bomb.

I liked the bold labels.  The Sexy Wine Bomb had a bomb on the top wrapper too.  The Wink had a big Smoochie on the screw top.   That meant I had to pick up a bottle of each for my neighbor, she keeps her novelty bottles.

I passed on the Bitch, and What you see is What you get.  The white looked too pale, and there is something in my soul that can’t buy a wine called Bitch, even if it has a pink label. That’s just me. 

I will find out tonight if “blends have more fun.”


A Friday in April

It’s been a beautiful week, 

Full of ups and downs.

More ups than downs.

The sun has been warm, the breeze soft 

As we have slipped into April.

Wild flowers blooming, trees leafing,

Is there anything more beautiful that a new green leaf

Or a field full of flowers?

Sitting on my porch, my lemon and orange trees have flowered,

The fragrance is better than jasmine.

I can’t wait for the fruit to come, 

But it won’t be ripe till December. 

Until then, I will enjoy the day.

I hope your first Friday in April is beautiful. 

Oh my coffee!

I do love my coffee.  When Starbucks introduced their Verona blend for Valentine’s Day, they called it their Lovers coffee. I’ve been a faithful fan for about 15 years.

When Starbucks started doing really dumb political things, it bothered me.  Politics tends to mess up most things. 

 I tried a new coffee brand, and Surpise!  I really like it, and they are Vetran owned. 

So meet Black Rifle Coffee!  

Every bag of coffee is roasted when it’s ordered, so it takes a little longer to ship it.  I would recommend you order in bulk if you like it.  We started small, found two we really enjoyed, and ordered more from there.  I adore the Beyond Black and the AK47 espresso.  Really good stuff that AK47 espresso, so smooth. 

I still like my Verona, but if I can support a Vetran with my coffee purchase, and really enjoy the product, I’m on board.

I love the website too.  I want to try their, F^*k Hipster blend, but it’s on a major back order, go figure. 

Classic Rock Sunday

What is Classic Rock?  I guess that depends on how old you are.

Trying a little experiment, I went to the classic rock tab on I-Heart Radio….it was a lot of 80’s stuff, which was fun.  Billy Idol was one of my favorites, so I cranked it up for Dancing with Myself and danced around the kitchen.  But for me that was college music.


The Big Dog when I was a Sr. in High School was AC/DC.  Back in Black was on the radio, and we played it loud.  So AC/DC was high school music.


But, this isn’t Classic Rock to me.  I had to go back to the 70’s.  The era that formed my musical appreciation.  What was it that I liked first.

Give me some Queen.


Give me some Boston, Eagles, Elton John.  Or Some Bowie, Petty, Springsteen, ELO, Chicago, Moody Blues even.  Oh how about Steely Dan, CCR, Skynyrd, The Who.

When this girl wants to get her rock on, it’s got to be something pure, real singers, real musicians, and something authentic.  Haven’t heard any rockers with a flautist since the Moody Blues.  Who uses horns like Chicago or the Eagles anymore?  I appreciate the rock bands that could integrate a full orchestra.  What a full, rich, rocking sound.

One of the first concerts I went to was ELO.  What a show.  Loved the Spaceship.  It was the first time I ever smelled pot, and I had to find someone with an extra lighter for me to hold up during the encore.

No one carries lighters anymore…..damn cell phones.  It’s not the same.


What’s Classic to you?