The "I've finished the rhubarb pies" MMP

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Going to work early, but I’ve got something off of my back.
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All the rhubarb has been made into pies and said pies are frozen, ready to bake! ** Each year my cousin in Nebraska gives me a lot of rhubarb from her farm plot. This year was an exceptionally good year for the stuff, and I got enough for sixty-three pies. I actually made sixty six, as my boss had one surviving set in our herb garden and it grew enough for three. We also started sets my cousin gave me, with the eventual goal of being independent.

Of the pies made so far thirty-seven have been baked, and the rest are awaiting their fate.

We have a heck of a week coming up, a lot of extra work for a big event, plus making stuff for free lunches for school age children. There’s a program during the year, and during the summer too, that started recently. It’s added to our work load, but it’s a boost for the business of the cafe. I’m pretty tired a lot of the time, but it’s getting better than a month and a half ago. I wasn’t sure I could make it then.

I’m hoping the weather doesn’t get too hot, I drag in the heat, even though I should be used to it, having lived in Kansas since I was born.

Blurf

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First! W00T!

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Hey! I was 'upposed to start! :stuck_out_tongue: :stuck_out_tongue: :stuck_out_tongue:

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I’ve never had rhubarb so I have no idea if I’d like said pies or not. Call me when you make the peach pies. :smiley:

The Stormpocalypse we were threatened with never materialized. But the humidity is supposed to back off and we’re promised temps in the 50s overnight for a few nights - yay! Open windows!!

Higgs started barking overnight and this morning, she was inthe guest room with FCD. Apparently her crate isn’t good enough for her any more. That explains why Taz kept jumping up on that door, trying to get in. We should lock all our critters in the basement at night.

I’m still avoiding the Dr, but I’m sure I have a pinched nerve in my neck. If I hold my head in just the right place, there’s no pain down my left arm and shoulder. I’ve been taking ibuprofen and paying attention to my posture, but when it doesn’t hurt, I forget and move the wrong way, then agony again. ugh! I don’t wanna go - I don’t think there’s anything she can do and I really don’t think I need an MRI or any of that. We’ll see how things go in the next few days.

Stoopit skeletal issues.

Happy Moanday anyway. :stuck_out_tongue:

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I don’t think I’ve even HEARD of rhubarb pies since my mother made the last one circa 1960.
We moved, and the rhubarb plant stayed behind.

How does one even go about making 66 pies at once? Do you operate a commercial bakery? Or just masochistic?

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Tell Me Again Why I’m Going? A Reunion MMP

First, for all you craving waffles, sausage, and bacon, here ya go.

So, Saturday is my 40th high school reunion.
In 1986, I was still harboring resentment towards the the mean kids who made it clear I would never be a popular kid, so I skipped the tenth.
In 1996, I was well ensconced in the local Mensa group and didn’t need to revisit my teen years.
In 2001, the 25th was in Manhattan (in the early summer, before that day), and I had little to no desire to navigate the city, especially since the arthritis in my hips was getting worse and I was starting to consider replacement surgery.
In 2006, I wasn’t even aware of a 30th being planned, so it didn’t blip on my radar.

Then Facebook happened. And I found the handful of folks from high school with whom I’d been close. Most of them were a year or two ahead or behind me. I wasn’t that friendly with those in my own class. Then, folks from my class started friending me. I got to see that many of them had families, some had started their own business, and for the most part they’d grown up emotionally as well as chronologically.
Before I knew it, my friends list included several dozen of my high school classmates.

Then Class of '74 started posting about their upcoming reunion. I’d have enjoyed that one, I had many friends in that class. Murmurings started about tracking down the '76 class president and seeing if he’d chair a committee. Someone else started a facebook group to garner interest. There was a lot of it. So the prez and two of the popular kids starting doing all the planning, soliciting ideas from the class, scouting out venues, etc.

A date and location was decided upon. The buzz got louder. Classmates came out of the woodwork. Excitement grew. And now we have over 150 classmates gathering this Saturday at one of Lawn Guylindt’s most famous catering hall.

For the last few months, I have teetered back and forth between looking forward to it and dreading it. On the one hand, it will be nice to see everyone, and reminisce, and see old photos; on the other hand, I’m chair-bound, Jabba-sized, and Hillbilly teethed. I still haven’t made up my mind about going. I expect I won’t decide until Saturday morning.

So, how many of your HS reunions have you been to or skipped?

I almost forgot. Blurf.

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I’ve just been accepted to study Graphic Design at RMIT University. I’ve never taken tertiary education before, through various reasons it never happened when it could’ve and should’ve, so it’s happening now.

I am a bit daunted.

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Congrats, Baker, on things going well – that’s a lot of rhubarb pie!
Would you mind telling us the name and location of your café? We no longer live in Kansas, but we visit once a year. You turned us on to Bradley’s Cafe in North Topeka – also good with pies.
If you prefer to PM me, that’s fine.

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Happy Moonday!

So far it’s cloudy outside, but it’s also cool. The AC is off and the windows are open.
It’s not supposed to rain today but it sure looks like it will.

I woke up too early, tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn’t get comfortable. No matter what position I was in, something hurt.
Getting old sucks.

FCM I thought I was stubborn! And you talk about FCD! Get your hind end to the doctor, the sooner you go the sooner you’ll get fixed, and the better you’ll feel.

Rosie I’ve not been to a reunion yet, and probably never will. Sometimes I think about it, but it’s just not that important to me.
HS wasn’t a bad experience. My class was so big, 600+, that we didn’t really have the ‘cool’, ‘popular’ crowd. Or we kind of did, but it didn’t matter unless that was important to you, and it wasn’t to me. I wasn’t into sports, I didn’t want to be a cheerleader, I wasn’t into acting, didn’t want to join any clubs.
High school for me was something you did, not something you lived.
I have some fond memories, but they are the past, over and done.

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**rosie **- I went to my 9 1/2 year reunion (class of '72 was weird) and it was terrible. They held it in an armory, so with the loud rock band, it was virtually impossible to talk. And hardly anyone I’d hoped to see was there.

Dunno if there was a 20th or 25th. I think there was a 30th, but I was living too far away and I just didn’t care. There was no 40th, but the next year, the class of '73 pulled together a gathering of classes '71-'75 and I decided to go. While it wasn’t in the armory this time, it was still too gawd-awful loud for conversation and again, hardly anyone I knew was there.

Frankly, high school just wasn’t that big a deal for me. When people claim those were the best years of their lives, I really feel sorry for them - how sad to peak so soon… Anyway, I’ll never waste my time with reunions ever again. I would love to know what became of the women who went thru boot camp with me, and also the group from OCS, but beyond that, I just don’t care. The high-school me is not much at all like the grown-up me.

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Afternoon, mumpers! I do love a nice rhubarb pie, although I don’t make them very often as I prefer crumble instead. We used to grow rhubarb in the garden at home, it was always prolific so we had a pretty decent supply.

rosie, I never bothered with school reunions either, mostly because I didn’t care enough about anyone to make the effort going to one. Same as you, farcebook brought a bunch of 'em out of the woodwork and I have now been invited to a select gathering next month that I orignally agreed to attend but am now on the brink of turning down because, still, I don’t care that much about any of 'em.

Is it quit o’clock yet?

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12th!

aka The Dirtiest Dozen

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rosie, I’m not aware that my high school (Go Empehi!) ever had a reunion. I’ve been to 2 grammar school reunions (Oh, Clissold, dear Clissold) and they were a blast.

The MMP a few weeks ago was about stuff you’ve lost. I bragged that I never lost stuff. Karma bit me, and within 24 hours I lost my watch, my FitBit, and the case for my brux appliance. Found the case last night. The FitBit is somewhere between here and Chicago, and the watch between home and the yoga studio.

Irking from home this morning, putting together a list of ISSN for the journals we own. Why yes, I AM a liberrian.

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Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN 'Tis 75 Amurrkin out and drizzly with a predicted high of 77 and rain/tstorms/apocalypse. We shall see. I am at da cave. I am all sniffly and sneezey (sinuses) so I decided to take a sick day. I can’t deal to well when I’m all fuzzy haided. Thus I am a slacker today. :smiley:

CupCakes that’s a whole lotta pies! I’ve never had a just rhubarb pie, but I’ve had strawberry/rhubarb pie and that was yum. The only rhubarb I’ve ever seen up close was frozen and I’ve never bought any.

rosie I went to my tenth hs reunion and it was not all that excitatin’ for me so I’ve blown off all the others. I should be ashamed because I was class vice-president, but I’m not at all ashamed. I have a forty year college reunion this Fall and might just attend because I’ll be [del]a drain on society[/del] retired then and it is in Ye Olde Hometowne. As far as hs friends and people I care about, I sometimes see them when I make a visit up to Ye Olde Hometowne so that’s a good thing.

OK, I need some more caffeine and rumbly tummy wants to be fed. Then I shall purtify a bit and decide what the day holds. Or nap. It’s a willy-nilly kind of day.

Happy Moanday Y’all!

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Moanday flavored blurf

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Baker and Rosie for some reason I’ve got a Dueling Banjos earworm going. :smiley:

Leaving for Cook Forest Thursday but working through Wednesday. So mornings for me are getting together all we need for the event. Some of my managers may visit since I’ve been joking them that here I sorta have their job but my associates have explosives. :slight_smile: I look forward to this every year - I really am proud of what we’ve put together there. We can reenact French & Indian anywhere but here we actually get to do it in 1750s conditions.

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Now it’s sunny and hot outside, so the windows are closed and the AC back on.
We’ve lost power twice this morning.

I’ve been lazing about, time to get up and get moving. I need to do some laundry, and the yard is calling.

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I have decided that since I’m bein’ a slug with achy sinuses I shall make a pot roast in a dutch oven. Haven’t done that in a long while as I much prefer a slow cooker, but what the hey. Plus, I made brownies just cause and have not eaten any of ‘em yet. I have mad restraint skilz! :smiley: I am considerin’ nappage before commencin’ with the post roast just cause. Thus I can be both domestic and a slug on a rainy day. Kinda like multi-taskin’!

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**swampy **- is this rehearsal for retirement?? :wink:

Waiting for a drawing to download - it’s taking forever!!! No, wait - there it is. Back to work…

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Blurf at irk. We still have not had any rain though there is a big ole mess of it just offshore. I forgot I had an appointment for service on my car this morning so I got on up and got there, waited for it and am now at irk.

There is nothing here that I want to eat so a trip to Pubic Store may be in order. Swampy enjoy your post roast.:stuck_out_tongue: