Yo-Ho, Yo-Ho, A Treasure Find Fer Me

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Livin’ in th’ ship I grew up in be a blessin’ ‘n a curse. Sure, I be surrounded by all th’ wonderful memories ‘o me childhood, but I mean, literally, I be surrounded! When th’ indoor plumbin’ on the upper deck flooded 5-days before Christmas, causin’ massive waterfalls in me livin’ room ‘n dinin’ room, it too was a blessin’ ‘n a curse.

Th’ jolly news be that th’ middle core ‘o me ship (upstairs ‘n below) be now beautiful, up-to-date, spit shine, ‘n un-cluttered! However, that leaves a lot ‘o th’ rest ‘o th’ ship stuffed to th’ gills wit’ 42-years ‘n 4-generations ‘o barnacle-covered crud. So, I systematically tackle a small section at th’ hour tryin’ to re-claim th’ ship from th’ ghosts ‘o clutter past ‘n present.

One day last week, I decided to spit shine out me salty sea-dog ‘o a father’s medicine cabinet in th’ master cabin. (me salty sea-monster ‘o a dad has be livin’ in Mississippi now since th’ new millenium. Aye, it be a long time, but he has not allowed me to change anythin’…arrgh! Since he gunna be 85-years ’tis comin’ SeptembARrrrr, I figure I would change away—he may never travel the seas home again to be knowin’). I put on some latex gloves ‘n pulled out cologne bottles smellin’ o’ seaweed and salt, expired remedies from th’ alchemist, razors, tweezers, toothpicks, a timepiece, some silver dollars, a crusty wallet stuffed wit’ ancient photos, ‘n th’ like. On th’ top shelf, below th’ wrapper from a used up potions box, I found me treasure.

Now, I be sure ye thought tha’ th’ wallet ‘o barnacle-covered photos was a right fair find ‘n it was, but I had seen all ‘o them photos before. Th’ treasure I found was a fine photograph ‘o me mother tha’ must have be taken in th’ late 50’s to extra early 60’s.

Th’ lovely lass, be known as me mother.

I had never laid eyes on ’tis photograph before. It was excitin’! I called fer Rory to come have a look, ‘n I cannot wait to spy wit’ me eye me uncle (me mom’s brother) again to show him th’ photo ‘n maybe find out whar it was taken ‘n when.

So e’en when thin’s look glum and ye be swabbin’ th’ deck, blessin’s can be found in th’ most obscure places ‘n durin’ th’ most menial ‘o tasks. Aye mateys, a find well treasured.

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No Pits Here… Peach Cobbler!

No pits here! Luke’s neighbors just left for a three-week vacation to Europe…lucky dogs. But that’s okay, no jealousy here. We received access to their peach tree, full of sweet smelling, fuzzy, ripe peaches. YUM!

On schedule for today is baking my grandmother’s Peach Cobbler. This quick and easy recipe is warm and full of gooey deliciousness. It brings back memories of being on the farm in Mississippi with grandma sitting in her rocking chair peeling and slicing peaches. The aromas of fresh cobbler baking in the oven. Makes my mouth water just thinking about it.

My favorite aunt shared this recipe with me. It was her “Moma’s” recipe.

Moma’s Peach Cobbler

1- stick Butter
1-cup Sugar
1-cup Self-Rising Flour
1-cup Milk
1- 29-oz. can Sliced Peaches

Preheat oven to 375°

Melt Butter in a 9×13 Pyrex dish. In a separate bowl, mix Sugar, Self-Rising Flour, and Milk, combine well. Pour mixture in pan with butter, no need to mix. Pour the Peaches over the top (Juices and all). Do not mix.

Bake in preheated oven for approximately 45 minutes. Dough will rise to the top and brown. Serve warm with whipped cream or ice cream.

A very good, very quick dessert.

**NOTE – I have never made this with fresh peaches, so we will see how this goes. I know grandma did, but I don’t know if she needed to add some peach juice or other liquid to the recipe when she did it. I’ll keep you posted!

**NEWS: Update: Peach Cobbler

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Embarrassing Moments of a Naïve Child Grown…

I live in the house in which I grew up. So, when we had the flood at Christmastime it forced me to empty my mother’s hutch in the dining room. My mother used every possible nook and cranny of that hutch for not only china, but also little bits of memorabilia—including some papers that we found shoved behind the drawers. We were in such a rush trying get things moved out of the area for repairs that we just placed everything into boxes and did not look at stuff too closely  (that project would come later).

Fast forward to months later as I was cleaning and refilling the hutch. I found a treasure that immediately made me blush, laugh so hard I had tears streaming down my face, and wonder just how on earth I survived and managed to raise a family—my Pre-Test For Sex Education!

I am sure my mother was watching from heaven and getting a good laugh herself. She knew she had saved that test for a good reason. Rory and Luke completely enjoyed my naïveté, and I decided it would share it with you.

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Believe me, I did finally figure it out! Obviously, I had a one-time spur of dyslexia and switched my answers for male and female…Oh, Lordy…

It just goes to show you how very different life was then. Children were allowed to be children. They did not have sex and violence stuffed down their throats at every turn of the TV dial (and yes, I do mean turn, we did not have a remote for the TV yet), flip of a magazine page, and graphic video gaming was not an option. Times were simpler and in some ways maybe better, but finding this treasure brought back a piece of that time, and we are all thankful for it.

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