is there any more pie?

no, it’s not a planter

Posted on May 17, 2012 by is there any more pie?

My French Friend Janou and I went out to breakfast. We needed to indulge in protein and coffee before hitting every consignment and thrift shop in town. Last year we ate in a lovely restaurant overlooking a golf course.

Very civilized.

But this time we decided to shake things up a bit. After all , we were two babes on the prowl for bargains.

And we were hungry. Very hungry. I wanted bacon. I wanted bacon more than anything, having eaten beans and vegetables and homemade protein bars for many, many months with Banjo Man.

I wanted bacon more than I wanted to find a 10″ glass pie plate for fifty cents at Goodwill.

So we stopped here, at the famous Hoot Owl. It’s a cool place, believe me. I will admit that the exterior is a little funky.

I had to pose with it.

The folks at the Hoot Owl have a quirky sense of humor. Along with bacon.

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off to see the wizard

Posted on May 16, 2012 by is there any more pie?

Here he is. Meet Doug Bond, our music teacher.

We love him. He’s crazy-fun and crazy-talented and he makes us feel as if we can be musicians, too. Here’s a picture, in focus:

We went to his show Friday night, but first we celebrated our Big Night Out by going out to dinner at Papa Byrd’s Bistro.

Nice view from the parking lot.

Then we ate dessert while waiting for Doug to come on stage. Here is Mandolin Ann, looking ladylike as always.

Here’s me, rarely ladylike and always hungry.

Note to self: never eat in public again, especially when the Alabama Red Recorder Man takes my camera and decides to play with it.

Not a pretty sight.

More Doug, in motion. Of course.

He makes us laugh. We know we’re his favorite students, at least in the “Over 60” Division.

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spring in you-know-where

Posted on May 15, 2012 by is there any more pie?

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practice makes perfect, yeah, it does

Posted on May 14, 2012 by is there any more pie?

Retired Mountain Lady, our fearless leader, is multi-tasking here. She can play the guitar and the keyboard at the same time!! Now all she needs is one of those foot drums.
We’ve been practicing. A lot. Once a week we take lessons from Doug, who is like our nephew and is very kind to his musical “aunties”.

Here is Ann, who can kick some butt on the mandolin.

And here is Dancing Mandolin Player, who kicks butt while singing “Tear My Stillhouse Down” and playing the mandolin.

This is the mixer, part of the new PA system and we love it very much. We love our microphones.

We have such a good time. We look like sweet, cookie-baking grandmothers, but in our hearts? We’re Dolly Parton, Emmy Lou Harris and Linda Rondstadt. With a little Janis Joplin sprinkled on top.

You go, girlfriend!!!!!!

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the answer

Posted on May 13, 2012 by is there any more pie?

No more messy ovens.

Here’s one on ebay.

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are you old enough…

Posted on May 11, 2012 by is there any more pie?

…to know what this is???

Hint: it cost $1.00 at the thrift shop.

Want to see it again?

I used to have one, but I lost it somewhere along the way. I’m going to use this tonight, when I make dinner (that’s another hint, but not a very good one).

Go ahead. Guess.

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feet first

Posted on May 10, 2012 by is there any more pie?

Dancing Mandolin Player gave me a special gift last week: an appointment with a reflexologist.

re·flex·ol·o·gy noun \ˌrē-ˌflek-ˈsä-lə-jē\

Definition of REFLEXOLOGY

: the study and interpretation of behavior in terms of simple and complex reflexes

: massage of the hands or feet based on the belief that pressure applied to specific points on these extremities benefits other parts of the body

— re·flex·ol·o·gist \-ˈsä-lə-jist\noun

I was to have a diagnostic and relaxing and therapeutic foot rub at Your Relaxation Destination.

Be still my heart.

My feet were so excited. And my toes. My toes were especially thrilled. Especially the toe that was broken while dancing with a mime at the circus (true story—pour me a glass of wine someday and I’ll tell you all about my humiliating Big Top debut).

My feet were wrapped in warm towels. And then Penny (read all about her on the link above) worked gently on every square inch of my happy feet. I think I dozed off once or twice. And I learned a lot about how feet can tell a lot about what is going on inside one’s body.

It was heaven. HEAVEN. H-E-A-V-E-N.

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one and only cruise vacation

Posted on May 9, 2012 by is there any more pie?

Banjo Cousteau in 1993

Nineteen years ago Banjo Man and I went on a cruise. He learned how to snorkel.

I didn’t.

He saw fish. I didn’t.

He ate two entrees at every dinner. I didn’t.

He wore a baggy bathing suit. I didn’t.

We both agreed not to wind surf.

But I did stupidly agree to play a game with a balloon between my thighs. And no, you cannot see the pictures.

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mysterious mushrooms

Posted on May 8, 2012 by is there any more pie?

People are talking about mushrooms right now. About hunting for them, finding them, identifying them, keeping their locations secret, cooking with them, drying them…you get the idea.

Look closely at this photo. Do you see the plate of mushrooms there?
We ate them in orzo last night after band practice. You can read all about it here , at Retired Mountain Lady’s blog (she’s the mushroom expert).