And when I can leave the windows open and the dogs laying in the sun, I feel like doing stuff.
Domestic kinda stuff.
Doing things because you want too is so different than doing things cause you have to.
When you get older you spend a predominant amount of time doing what you want to,
because you are closer to death than birth and as I've said before "You're not the boss of me".
Well I wanted to make stuff. Be creative. Start from scratch. And eat my created stuff.
Cooking is kind of therapy for me.
'Thats all I need'.
So the first day ('seemed like a week') I stayed busy making orange juice from oranges that I grew and then waited for months for them to be ready.
My little orange tree had about 12 oranges on it and I picked them all before I took a pic and thought how it might be a cool post.
The following pic is me with a picked orange trying to look legit. but I really had to go back outside when I was almost finished juicing.
Made two glasses full! Delicious.
Orange Growing Graceful Grandma!
So the second day ('seemed like 5 days') I wanted some apple butter.
I love apple butter but it has to be good and the stores where I live don't carry the good stuff.
So I made my own.
Natural applesauce, sugar, spices, apple juice concentrate and a long time simmering.
It made 2 old peanut butter jars full.
Spicy, sweet and delicious.
Of course again I had to go back, open a jar and take a pic because I did not think it would be on a post.
Graceful Grandma Apple Butter!
So 'the third day seemed like a week again and the fourth day seemed like eight days.
And the fifth day you went to see your mother and that seemed just like a day......'
No really, back to the third day.
I made peanut butter.
Delicious creamy, no extra oils or other stuff, peanuty, peanut butter.
Food processor for 5 minutes, watch it go, warm wonderful peanutty mushiness!
Graceful Grandma Peanut Butter!
All this AND I'm taking care of my grandson who when you think about it I kinda had a hand in making him too!
Well thats just weird and kinda gross, but I did make my daughter who in turn made my grandson.
Graceful Grandma Grandson.
So am I domestic or what??
Mostly 'what' really.
But I have my moments and I'll be glad to make you sandwich!
Somedays thats all I need.
'I don't need one other thing, except my dog'.
Thanks for being here.
Thanks Steve Martin.
And this orange, the dog and the orange and that's all I need. And this apple butter. The dog, the orange, and the apple butter, and that's all I need. And this peanut butter. The dog, the orange, the apple butter, the peanut butter and my grandson. I don't need one other thing, not one.....oh...wait... :)
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My blog, this post, your comment and my dog. Thats all I need.
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I know we've only known each other four weeks and three days, but to me it seems like nine weeks and five days. The first day seemed like a week and the second day seemed like five days. And the third day seemed like a week again and the fourth day seemed like eight days. And the fifth day you went to see your mother and that seemed just like a day, and then you came back and later on the sixth day, in the evening, when we saw each other, that started seeming like two days, so in the evening it seemed like two days spilling over into the next day and that started seeming like four days, so at the end of the sixth day on into the seventh day, it seemed like a total of five days. And the sixth day seemed like a week and a half. I have it written down, but I can show it to you tomorrow if you want to see it.
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