Monday, February 28, 2011

Big Bird

I love watching birds... but I haven't always enjoyed it. What started me even thinking about a bird was my Grandparent's persistence that we watch the birds, feed the birds, watch the birds daily again and again. I remember Cedar Wax Wings, Cardinals, Blue Jays and Finches. And my Grandpa would buy his bird seed by the 100 pound bags back then.

So you can imagine my surprise when I looked out the other day to see our miniature horse eating away at the fallen bird seed. She likes it a lot... I mean a lot! It's hard to lead her away from the bird feeder. Seriously, she's not to be reckoned with.
And so I sympathize with the old girl because I too have a problem with eating what I shouldn't, but it not stopping me either. The only different is that Prissy aka Sweet Pea, Pig Pen, Wooley Mammoth, is on a diet horse food which she doesn't like... she actually took her bucket one day and threw it up against the stall door, when she had taken note that she had to be put back on her diet food (She had been eating the regular horse food, because we had run out).

Below I actually think she's trying to hide behind the pole. What do you think?
So as I watched my Big Bird at the feeder a little longer, I suddenly came to the conclusion that the worst thing that could possibly happen to me was I get old, get put in a home and never taste the sweet, lovely delicious foods that I enjoy.... and instead I be put on a old people's diet with no salt, fat, caffeine, flavor or enjoyment.

So I let Prissy eat a little bit longer in support of my rebellion.

And then I remember when my Grandpa was in the nursing home and they wouldn't let him eat shelled peanuts, because they thought he would choke on them. "How ridiculous" I said, "He's 94 years old and he's eaten shelled peanuts his whole life!

It's it funny how when you get old, people try to save you from yourself?

Don't forget to feed the birds today,
Java Girl


Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Franklin Tea Shop

If there's one thing that my girls have taught me to love... it's tea. And my oldest can find the best loose leaf tea shop around. She's tactical that way... it's in her blood. 

Below is our new favorite place to purchase teas like... Cherry Rose, Coconut Oolong and Hibiscus Peach.
Here's the inside of this cute little shop.
Also you can order tea's online, just go to franklintea.com


One lump or two?
Java Girl

The Besto Pesto Recipe Around


I've always loved Pesto and found that in the stores it was just too expensive to buy... so I started making my own. This is a dairy free version so if you want to add a half cup of Parmesan cheese at the end.... please be my guest.


Pesto
3 large bunches of Basil leaves (washed)
1/4 cup Pine Nuts
2 cloves Garlic 
1 tsp. Sea Salt or Kosher Salt
3/4 cup Olive Oil

Now this parts easy. Throw all the ingredients into the food processor and let er rip. If the mixture looks to pasty just add more olive oil. And again... if you want to add parmesan cheese I would add that in at the end. Place in a glass container and it lasts for 2 months. 

I love to make Pesto Chicken where I saute chicken, add Pesto then serve over noodles.

Bon Apetit,
Java Girl

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Lost But Not Found

I'm so so so sorry for not keeping up with my blog like I should!!! I've been bad, real bad. But I'm going to get right to it tomorrow.... I promise. No really. Oh you don't believe me... well I'll show you.


See ya tomorrow,
Java Girl

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Her 19th Birthday

Yesterday my youngest had her 19th Birthday. And boy did we have fun... you may be wondering why the cake says 20-1. I'll just let you figure that one out. It was her idea.
And in true fashion... we ate cake before dinner. If anyone knows Daughter #2, she loves her sweets.
Then we headed out to Macaroni Grill and on to the Mall.

But the best part of the night was the Grand Ole Opry. We went to see it preformed in downtown Nashville.

What a special night. I had no idea that the Opry is still listened to on the radio every Friday and Saturday night. So it was a live show with commercials and sponsors. It was really neat to see a live show.
Jimmy Wayne was the first performer and boy could he sing.
You can tell we don't get out much because the lighting was really beautiful and here Daughter #2 couldn't help pleasing her artistic side.
Here is Vince Gill singing Bluegrass music with the Del McCoury Band. 
We also heard Jean Shepard, Bill Anderson, Riders In The Sky, Joe Diffie, Jimmy Dickens, Collin Raye and the Willis Clan which were an amazing family with 12 children and they all played instruments, Celtic danced and all the boys are State Champion Wrestlers.

What a night and we enjoyed it so much. 

I just love living by Music City,
Java Girl

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

I Choose To Be Like Dutch

Our family has been going through some trials with our parents. They are getting older and with that comes change. It seems funny that your parents take care of you and then one day the roles switch.

I was talking to my Sister-in-law on the phone as I was walking out to the barn and we were discussing concerns regarding the situation.... and I was sad... real sad. But just then I looked out in the field and there was Dutch our crazy puppy/dog/goober and he was running through our field, with not a care in the world. His ears were bouncing and he was looking back like the playful creature that God made him to be.



Running and rolling for no apparent reason.. so happy. That's Dutch. He's the maker of nests in which he hides all his loot at he steals from around the farm.
And he's always ready for a good time. He's only had two bad days in his whole life... those two days involved a very fresh skunk.

And as I continued to talk on the phone... I shared with my Sister-in-law that I now choose to have Dutch's attitude. I want to run through fields and not have a worry in my life. I want to be a maker of mischief and cause somebody to look at me and choose to be tickled and happy, instead of sad.

So today I dedicate this blog to our Dutch... the only dog I know that runs ahead of Grandpa and Grandma's car as a escort to lead them safely to the main road to get home.

Life is brighter with the Dutchinator,
Java Girl