Christiansen's Comments Hinds county Gazette

HCG February 25 2010

That beautiful snow we had, well, it was the cause of me not being here last week. It was beautiful and it was fun, but it was that heavy, moisture laden, kind of snow. There was no wind with it, so it came straight down and what ever it landed on it stuck to. It was the wire snapping kind .…

Here at 201 the wire from the pole to the meter, became quite fat, weighed down with the snow and ice. And I remembered from Katrina that when the wire came away from the meter…It was the home owners responsibility to get it fixed And as the day and the snow wore on, the wire became fatter and fatter…Until, I was afraid it was going to pull away from the meter….I went to imagining., how much getting that wire connected back might cost.



Grandson Garrett, happened to be here for the weekend….. I know we are not suppose to touch the electric wires…. never ever. So he and I went out and threw objects at the wire… potatoes, blocks of wood, the broom to relieve the pressure….It worked!

Don’t know if throwing stuff at a live wire is against the rules or not…But, strictly speaking it wasn’t alive wire anymore….the electricity went out here, very early into the snow event…..Stayed out for over 24 hours….Caused no hardship here…Garrett didn’t seem to mind being severed from TV and the internet….



Also visiting at the time were my grand dogs, Gabby and Tessa…Gab and Tess are no particular breed, they are dogs, that had been abandoned, just needing home. But Daughter Angela is extremely proud of her dogs, she believes her dogs are high-class …..as high class as any of those doodles, poodles or sheppards…Angela doesn’t mind that they are not a pure breed. When questioned about their background, and lack of pedigree, she lifts her chin, squares her shoulders, puffs out her chest, and declares, “They are designers dogs…. They were designed by God“



Gabby and Tess are the real reason I wasn’t here… They really enjoyed the snow!!!! And the wet snow on top of the already water logged back yard…quickly turned to mud…soupy mud…and they romped and rolled in it…for the three day they were here….of course when they came in the house…they left muddy paw prints everywhere , and believe me they went every where…well, no, they didn’t….I had the living room and dinning rooms blocked off….mother always said, “You need to keep one room neat, in case the preacher comes to visit.“

Oh! they would shake too! causing mud to splatter ….the back door, it was….lets just say this…. my house looked like a crime scene when they left out of here …...But instead of blood ….I had mud….So I had to clean….the floors had to be swept, vacuumed, then mopped…TWICE!

Then ! I discover my computer didn’t work! I called Garrett and fussed at him…I just knew he had messed it up…I had let him touch it…when I bought this computer, I vowed and declared I was not going to let the grandchildren use it.



Well, way on after while, I noticed there were a breaks in the power cord…I called Angela told her the power cord to my computer had breaks….”Looks like it’s been chewed to me.” …..of course she never admitted guilt on the part of her precious dogs, but with out me even asking…she quickly come up with a power cord for my computer. Come to find out, this was not their first taste of computer cord….a while back…they had chewed up Garrett’s.

Angela makes no claims that her dogs are smart….Just the cutest, etc.... etc.... etc...  most lovable...etc...etc....etc..

See you next week, call if you need me.

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HCG February 11 2010




Here is the recipe for the dumplings…some of you have been asking for….



My, “Mrs. Smith’s, Suzanne’s grandmother’s Dumplings” In Mrs. Smith’s own words.



“Dumplings”

Sift about 3 cups of plain flour in bowl. In the center of the flour put one large tablespoon of shortening,

and 1 teaspoon of salt. Mix with spoon until it is like meal- gradually add 1 cup of sweet milk. Mix until dough is smooth and firm enough to handle. Place in refrigerator for a while and when you roll out sprinkle board with flour- roll real thin. Have broth boiling big and drop dumplings in slowly.

Suzanne also remembered her grandmother using this dumpling dough for her chicken pot pies too. Grandma Smith, lined, what Suz described, “as a tube pan without the tube.” she then Poked the crust with a fork, placed it in the oven until it had browned nicely….then Mrs. Smith filled the pan with chicken and dumplings, laid on a top crust…put it back in the oven until the top crust turned brown…..I am going to try it.



God blessed me with incredibility good health, I am almost never puny…In fact, back when I was diagnosed with cancer, John and I were in the oncologist’s office, the doctor was in the mist of explaining the chemo treatments, when abruptly, while looking down at some papers he had in his hands, made this statement, “You are remarkably healthy.” John eyes got big and he made a disbelieving sound…something between a growl and a cough, the doctor hastily added, “well, except for the cancer”.



But a miserable cold has jumped on me, it put me in the bed all day Saturday and a great deal of Sunday. You all, I have begun to question, was I really so sick that I needed to be in bed?…Or has all the rainy, cloudy, chill filled days finally gotten to me?…. Not to mention the brown grass and leafless trees. My projects were finished…The birds weren’t singing.



So did I stay in bed because of the depressing weather? Or because my projects (bookcases in the Ms. Mama room and tile off the ceiling in the Lucille Room) were completed, therefore had no pressing reason to get up? Was it just too easy to gave in and take to the bed?…. And consider this….there were warm, purring cats sleeping at the foot of the bed, that may have some bit of influence on my decision to stay in bed …. Well perhaps not, as I have cats in my bed every morning.

Well, I have a reason to get up and get going now! My sewing machine gave out months ago… Lindsey Noble is sorting and distributing some of her mother and dad’s (Bob and Betty Kemp) things…. getting the house ready to sell….Lindsey gave me Betty’s machine…I am thrilled! I have a curtain to make…then aprons will be next on the agenda . Unless the sun comes out and it warms up…then the plan will have to be hedge trimming.

Call if you need me.

Christiansen's Comments Hinds County Gazette

HCG February, 4, 2010

You all, an unmade bed is not nearly so unattractive… when you have two magnificent cats curled up in the rumple. The timing of my making of the bed, is based solely on when Scout and Harper decide to get up and begin their day… I mention the cats on the bed, because I have the office in a tangle, so I have moved my writing to the “The Lucille Room”. (My bedroom).



The Lucille room is just back together, I was moved out of it, for about two weeks, taking down the acoustical ceiling tile, the wall paper and cheese cloth that was under the tile, in order to expose the beautiful old wood beneath the layers. The walls are the old exposed wood too….so you feel like you are in a cave if you don’t put trim at the wall tops…the ceiling is right at 12 feet…pretty high up for an old person.







Way back, when John and I were looking for a house buy, the realtor showed us a house that belonged to two older ladies …they had always tended to much of the home’s repairs themselves….well, as the realtor told it, when the ladies got up in their 80s, the family, worried for their safety, came and took their ladders away. As I recall, to change a light bulb, they put their heads together and rigged up something to climb on in order to reach the bulb…, there was accident with broken bones…the ladies had to leave their home…..I have never forgotten that story….



The older I get the more careful I am becoming…The thought of falling and breaking bones and having to go stay with daughter Angela while convalescing is enough to make me think cautiously…You all, she would make me do all of the physical therapy mess….no matter how severe the pain.



The morning I planned to begin the work, in the Lucille Room, I went to thinking of those ladies who had to leave their home… And concluded Twelve feet might not so high if you have a really good ladder. I had very sturdy 6 and 8 foot ladders…but my 10 foot, aluminum ladder ..it was sort of quivered when you reach out to pound a nail. I called Gaddis see did they have a good sturdy ladder, Nettie went and checked… they had one… it was quite pricey…I hesitated, but only briefly. It was a no brainer, when suddenly came the mental picture of me having to go to recuperate at Angela’s ….…. Charlie and I scampered out the door, jumped in the truck and went after that ladder…



My bright yellow, heavy duty, Werner ladder is my new best friend…I can pound nails to my hearts content and it does not shake or go to scooting side to side or back and forth..

I was not going to start a new project…not with Spring so close…there is much to do in this yard before Spring arrives. But it turned cold…my new ladder and I conferred we decided to move on in to the office, (The Ms Mama Room” ) and build a set of bookcases, one on each side of the fireplace…we believe we can squeeze in one more home improvement adventure, before the days begin to get warmer.

Yellow Werner, my new ladder, is very cooperative, and supportive when it comes to projecting…I hope we have many happy, productive years ahead of us. And when it comes time for my ladders and I to be separated, I pray Adam and Angela let us make that decision….

I would like, my truck, my lawn mower and my ladders to be with me right to the end.



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