Thursday, November 16, 2017
Wednesday, November 15, 2017
JEAN'S TURKEY IN A BISCUIT
2 c. diced and cooled turkey
3 oz cream cheese
3 Tbsp melted margarine
Salt and Pepper
2 Tbsp milk
1Tbsp chopped onion
1 (8 oz) can crescent rolls
Cream margarine and softened cream cheese. Add the remaining ingredients except the crescent rolls.
Divide the crescent rolls into 4 squares. Now put some of the turkey mixture on each and fold over into a triangle. Pinch edges together. Brush tops with margarine. Place on ungreaed cookie cheet and bake at 350 degrees for 20 to 25 minutes.
Tuesday, November 14, 2017
Anyway, I knit, crochet, do hand sewing and can use a sewing machine. I know there are certain businesses where men do hand sewing and use a sewing machine, but I do what they might consider ladies sewing.
It started years ago when I was in a foster home. Some foster homes are nice. Some are not. I think the state is coming down more on the bad ones - at least I hope they are. I learned to sew by hand first. I was in a foster home with a couple kids and our clothes had wholes, tears, etc. as you get with young kids. I remember my previous Foster Lady use to sew, maybe I could do that. So I got string and tried to fill in my pants whole or tear. At school our teacher, saw my bad job and asked who did it. When I told her I did, she told me to ask my Foster Mother. I said I did, she wouldn't do it. I want to learn to sew. My teacher was not for that, at first. That was not men's work. But finally, she showed my how to sew a whole, sew on a button, sew a tear, etc. Over the years, I have learned more and more until now I can make pants, shirts, sheets, - even made a little dress for our daughter, Bridget.
Knitting and crocheting I learned from one of my Foster Mother's. As a young child, I always had to keep my hands busy. If I wasn't doing chores, I was always tapping on the table, druming around or making some noise. Banging me across the kuckles would not stop me. My one Foster Mother decided that my fingers working would keep me out of trouble - so she taught me to knit. She loved to knit. So it started that she and I would sit in the evening and knit away. At first I started at scarfs. I can't could the number of scarfs I made over the years. Then she taught me how to make slippers, mittons, and more. Then she taught me how to make things out of pattern books.
The first night I brought my knitting out at home (Jean and David's), we were having an evening together. The little ones were playing games. Jean was I think knitting. Dad my brothers were talking. Here I come in, sit down, get my yarn and start knitting while keeping up the conversation. The conversation stopped - eyes opened wide - the stared at me. At first I didn't get what they were looking at and then I caught on. I told them what I told you - it keeps my hands busy. Now they are use to me knitting or crocheting. When I was going with Ruth, I broke it to her before I brought out for her to see. I think she thought I was kidding. She was surprised to see me do it. Sometimes we set in the evening and knit together.
Along the way, I can't remember which one, one of my Foster Mothers taught me how to crochet. I have made lots of things from crochet, too. Now I can make quilts out of crochet.
Oh, I do all my farm working and chores. But, there is something about relaxing in the evening and getting in a little knitting or crocheting.
Be With God,