Saturday, September 30, 2006

Banana Oatmeal bread

For those of us watching our cholesterol, we know how good oatmeal is for us and if you substitute the whole eggs for eggbeaters you will have a healthy bread. Enjoy it for breakfast with your favorite jam, or a snack, or warm a slice in the microwave and put a dollop of Cool Whip on top and eat it for dessert.
I have even added a few extra spices to the mix giving it a little extra flavor.
This morning, for my breakfast, I ate a slice with a spoonful of homemade 'freezer blackberry jam' Yummmm!

Banana Oatmeal bread


1 1/4 cup all-purpose flour
1/2 cup unpacked brown sugar
1/2 tsp table salt
1/2 tsp baking soda
1/4 tsp baking powder
3 tsp canola oil
1 large egg(s), beaten
2 medium egg white(s), beaten
3 large banana(s), ripe
1 cup uncooked old fashioned oats


1. Preheat oven to 350°F. In a large bowl, stir together dry ingredients. Add oil and eggs; mix thoroughly.

2. In a smaller bowl, mash bananas with a potato masher or fork. Add bananas and oatmeal to batter.

3. Spray a loaf pan with cooking spray. (I like to put a piece of parchment paper in the bottom of the pan, then all you need do once the bread is cooked, is run a knife around the edges of the pan, and the bread will drop right out)
Pour batter into pan and bake until top of loaf is firm to touch, 45 to 55 minutes. Remove from oven and allow to cool in pan for 5 minutes. Flip out and cool on a wire rack for another 10 minutes.

Friday, September 29, 2006

I always find the best places to snooze

It didn't take Rocket long to discover the tunnel inside the deck chair cushion I had tossed onto the spare bed. He curled up inside the warm cushion tunnel and snoozed the afternoon away.

Thursday, September 28, 2006

Thursdays are fun

Last Thursday, I met for the first time, Phyllis, a blogger sister also from Whidbey Island. Today I met her sister Mary Lou, also a blogger from Whidbey Island, two of the most fun, and nicest people you could ever wish to meet.

We had a very nice lunch and chatted about this and that, and got know a little more about each other. We hope getting together for lunch, will be a regular thing for the three of us.

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Another day in the life of Keewee

I sure do not have anything to complain about concerning the location of the business where I work. It is located in the same building of a beautiful Inn beside the water. I always have my camera in my purse just in case there is something worthy of a picture, and there always is.

Yesterday, as many days are lately, was a picture taking day. As I arrived at the spa I was struck by the absolute silence. I swear I could have shouted *Hello* in a loud voice and I would hear an answering *hello* from Camano Island across Saratoga passage.
The water was almost mirror perfect and the Loons were happily diving for breakfast popping quietly up out of the water with small shiny fish in their beaks which were quickly swallowed, then the Loons dove back down for seconds and thirds leaving ever widening circles on the water's surface.

The sailboat chugged past under motor power, heading out, I am sure, to catch some wind to fill it's sails for a wonderful day of sailing pleasure. I wish I could have been going with them.

Around early afternoon, during a break from my chores, I watched this cute little sailboat taking advantage of the light breeze which had come up, filling it's red white and blue striped sails, blowing it over the ruffled water. The crew sure looked as though they were having a bunch of fun.

It is now very late in the afternoon, and as I glanced out the window of the spa, there was the larger sailboat which had motored by earlier in the day returning from their day out.
It crossed my mind *did they find enough of a breeze where they were headed this morning, what great adventure awaited them, where did they eat their lunch, will they go out again tomorrow?*
I just love this island life, there is so much to see and ponder.

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Summer's End

This must be what they call an Indian Summer. Our days have been teeshirt wearing days, temperatures in the 70-80's with cooler nights.

This morning it was 50 degrees according to the thermometer on the side of the house, I suppose it won't be too long before we wake to a frosty morning.

The heavy dew is misting up and away from the pasture in the warmth of the early morning sun.

The drifting fog is being burned off as the sun rises over the marshland. It promises to be another glorious day.

The hardy little Primroses are still coming into bloom, showing some color before snoozing through the winter.

Sunday, September 24, 2006

Carnival Of Recipes #110

This weeks Carnival of Recipes is being hosted by Adam of Men In Aprons

There is chicken and dumpling soup, (A shameless plug for my entry)

Christine, of Morning Coffee & Afternoon Tea has a recipe and picture for Bavarian Apple torte which is guaranteed to make you drool and run out to buy the ingredients to make it if you don't already have them on hand.

There are many other recipes you need to go check out.

Did you ever wonder?

A little bit of silly fun to amuse you this Sunday morning.

Haven't you ever wondered what happens to your icon's at night when you go to sleep ...Haven't you ever noticed that they just aren't in the same place when you wake up.
Well if that has happened to you, just click on the web site and see for yourself.


A lady goes to the bar on a cruise ship and orders a Scotch with two drops of water. As the bartender gives her the drink she says, "I'm on this cruise to celebrate my 80th birthday and it's today.."

The bartender says, "Well, since it's your birthday, I'll buy you a drink. In fact, this one is on me."

As the woman finishes her drink, the woman to her right says, "I would like to buy you a drink, too."

The old woman says, "Thank you. Bartender, I want a Scotch with two drops of water."

"Coming up," says the bartender.

As she finishes that drink, the man to her left says, "I would like to buy you one, too."

The old woman says, "Thank you. Bartender, I want another Scotch with two drops of water."

"Coming right up," the bartender says.

As he gives her the drink, he says, "Ma'am, I'm dying of curiosity. Why the Scotch with only two drops of water?"
The old woman replies, "Sonny, when you're my age, you've learned how to hold your liquor. Holding your water, however, is a whole other issue."

"OLD" IS WHEN ... Your sweetie says, "Let's go upstairs and make love," and you answer, "Pick one; I can't do both!"

"OLD " IS WHEN ... Your friends compliment you on your new alligator shoes and you're barefoot.

"OLD" IS WHEN ... A sexy babe catches your fancy and your pacemaker opens the garage door.

"OLD" IS WHEN ... Going braless pulls all the wrinkles out of your face.

"OLD" IS WHEN ... You don't care where your spouse goes, just as long as you don't have to go along.

"OLD" IS WHEN ... You are cautioned to slow down by the doctor instead of by the police.

"OLD" IS WHEN ... "Getting a little action" means you don't need to take any fiber today

"OLD" IS WHEN ... "Getting lucky" means you find your car in the parking lot.

"OLD" IS WHEN ... An "all nighter" means not getting up to use the bathroom.

"OLD" IS WHEN ... You are not sure these are jokes

Saturday, September 23, 2006

Autumn Begins Today

There is a crispness to the air, geese are honking their way south, critters are looking fatter with their winter coats and stored fat and we have pulled our cold weather jackets out of the closet.

In the garden, Autumn is, indeed the crowning glory of the year,
bringing us the fruition of months of thought and care and toil.
And at no season, safe perhaps in Daffodil time, do we get such
superb colour effects as from August to November.
- Rose G. Kingsley, The Autumn Garden, 1905

Friday, September 22, 2006

Chicken and dumpling soup

3/4lb skinless chicken breast,
cut into 1-inch cubes
1/4 tsp. salt
1/8 tsp. pepper
2 tsp. olive oil
1/4 cup flour
4 cups chicken broth, divided
1 cup water
2 cups frozen french cut green beans
1 1/2 cups sliced onions
1 cup coursly shredded carrots
1/4 tsp. dried marjoram
2/3 cup reduced-fat biscuit baking mix
1/3 cup cornmeal
1 1/4 cup shredded cheddar cheese
1/3 cup milk

Sprinkle chicken with salt and pepper
In nonstick pan saute chicken in oil until browned.
In large saucepan, combine flour and 1/2 cup broth until smooth.
Stir in water and remaining broth.
Add beans, onions, carrots, marjoram and chicken.
Bring to a boil. Reduce heat, simmer uncoverd for 10 minutes.
Meanwhile, in a small bowl, combine the biscuit mix, cornmeal and cheese.
Stir in the milk just until moistened.
Drop batter in 12 mounds into simmering soup.
Cover and simmer for 15 minutes or until a toothpick inserted in a dumpling comes out clean.

Thursday, September 21, 2006

We meet at long last

What a perfectly wonderful day I have had. It started out at the Weight Watcher's meeting where I weighed in and much to my delight I lost 2.8lb Everyone give a big *Way to go girl*

Next on to Gordon's restaurant where I met Phyllis, (a blogger sister) for the first time. I was hoping Phyllis' sister, Mary Lou (also a blogger sister) was also going to be joining us for lunch but she did not make it. Phyllis did call her from the restaurant letting her know what she was missing and I did get to say *naaa nana na na*

Phyllis is a delight. She has a wonderful sense of humor and we giggled and talked, giggled some more and polished off a yuppie lunch. The term yuppie was used by Phyllis in her post about our lunch together, I stole it because it was the perfect word to describe the food, which was very good. Sure hope I did not blow all the good work I did in losing that weight this last week.

We asked the woman who was our waitress if she would take a couple of pictures for us. You need to go HERE to see the one she took of the two of us and the rather stern expression on my face. I was concentrating,( instead of smiling) on watching the waitress, to see if she knew how to use the camera.
Why should I doubt her capabilities you ask. Well first of all, the waitress brought us someone elses food, then later, someone elses bill, she also spilled food or drink on a customer. (phyllis and I were trying very hard to keep our giggles under control) so you can see why I was wondering about her capabilities in using a camera. I should not have doubted her, she did a fine job of taking our pictures.

After lunch I headed up to Oak harbor for a little shopping, then planned on stopping by Mary Lou's place on the way home. So much for that plan, I spent more time shopping than intended and I ran out of daylight so decided I had better go home before Mr.C sent out a search party for me.
A great fun filled day.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

I have the best of friends

My dear friend Hostagirl and her husband JW sent me this beautiful arrangement.
Absolutely gorgeous flowers and a very pretty vase.

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Pavement Artist Kurt Wenner

Kurt Wenner born in Ann Arbor, Michigan is an artist best known for his street painting and chalk murals using a projection called anamorphism. These 3D chalk drawings on pavement have been featured in many newspapers and on several television shows.

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Awesome, just Awesome

I happened to walk past the livingroom windows and stood awestruck by the sunset. The marshland, looked as though it was on fire, and the underlit dark clouds glowed and shimmered changing color as the sun set behind double bluff.

How spectacular mother nature is, and how blessed we are to be able to view her splendor.

Saturday, September 16, 2006

May I take my nap now?

I have almost worried my piece of string into a knot, now I am going to stretch out and take a nap. That is, if it is OK with you of course.


1. Open a new file in your PC.

2. Name it "Housework."

3. Send it to the RECYCLE BIN.

4. Empty the RECYCLE BIN.

5. Your PC will ask you, "Are you sure you want
to delete Housework permanently?"

6. Calmly answer, "Yes," and press the mouse button firmly......

7. Feel better?

Works for me!

Thanks to Roxie

Friday, September 15, 2006

There's a nip in the air

which makes you feel like a bowl of soup and nice crusty bread or crackers.

Cheddar Cheese Soup

4 tbsp. (½ stick butter)
1/3 cup minced yellow onion
1/3 cup grated carrot
2 tbsp. Flour
2 cups chicken broth
½ tsp. Dry mustard
½ tsp. Paprika
1 cup half and half
1 cup shredded sharp cheddar cheese (about 4 oz.)
1 cup beer

Melt butter in 3-quart saucepan over moderate heat.
Reduce heat to low, add the onion and carrot and cook covered for 5 minutes. Or until the onion is soft.
Stir in the flour and cook 3-4 more minutes.
Gradually add the chicken broth, stirring constantly. ( it always work best if the broth is hot)
Stir in mustard and paprika.

Simmer uncovered 20-25 minutes.
Add half and half, cheese and beer.
Stirring constantly, continue to simmer until the soup is heated through and the cheese is melted. Do Not let the soup boil or the cheese will be stringy.

Oh what a beautiful morning!

With camera in hand I wandered the rain soaked yard marvelling at the jewel effect of the sparkling raindrop sprinkled plants. Everywhere I glance the sun reflected off the raindrops making the garden look as though it had been sprinkled with minute drops of mercury.

Mr. spider was very quickly wrapping an insect in a neat bundle of web before dragging it out of sight to be consumed in leisure.

A worker bee was bustling from bloom to bloom collecting pollen on his legs looking as though he was wearing bright yellow leg warmers.

Three blonde bunnies have figured out that when the jays are feeding there will be plenty of scattered seed for their breakfast.

I so enjoy my early morning stroll around the quiet yard, it is going to be a long winter if it is too cold to go outdoors in the early mornings.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Summer is fading fast

Autumn begins September 23rd but yesterday there was a definite feeling of Autumn in the air. There was a very light misty drizzle and a stillness and clammy feeling which made me pull my jacket collar close around my neck to stop the coldness of the morning creeping inside my jacket.

By the end of the day it had brightened considerably. There were patches of blue sky and even a ray or two of sunshine beaming towards the earth, but not enough to warm us.

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

OK who did it?

VERY strange, the side bar on Keewee's corner is GONE. I have *reloaded* the page, done the F5 thing, and it still is not there. I went to Mr. C's blog and checked in on Keewee's Corner from there and there it is, very weird.
I will wait for Mr. C to get out of bed to take a look at it.
I sure hope the rest of my day runs smoothly. This is the first week of my new schedule of working three days then four off, I think I am going to like having the four days to myself especially over the winter months.
Well it is coffee time, and time to think about getting to work by 9am for our monthly Diva meeting.
You all have a wonderful day and be watching out for the *side bar thief*

UDATE : The side bar came back all on it's own,. By the time I had posted this and checked my blog again There it was.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Critter Restaurant

It is time to set out the bird feeders.

This morning the rowdy Jays were swinging from the feeder perches throwing the seed every which way until they found something to their liking. The rabbits hang around under the feeders happily waiting for the treats that fall their way.

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Oh! My Aching Back!

On Friday evening and today, Sunday, I have planted 179 spring bulbs in three different gardens.

The blue/purple yellow garden, the shade garden, and the new garden.

I can hardly wait until spring to see the fruit of my labor.

Who's That?

"Who is out side making all that noise?"

Friday, September 08, 2006

Crispy Peanut Butterscotch Pie

1/4 cup creamy peanut Butter

1 tablespoon honey

1 1/2 cups oven toasted rice cereal (Rice Krispies)

1 (1 ounce) package butterscotch fat free, sugar free instant pudding mix

1 1 /2 cup frozen fat free whipped topping, thawed and divided

Ground cinnamon (optional)

Additional oven - toasted rice cereal (Optional)

Combine peanut butter and honey in a medium micowave safe bowl; microwave at HIGH 30 seconds, stirring until mixture melts. Stir in rice cereal. Press cereal mixture into bottom of an 8 inch round cake pan using wax paper.

Prepare pudding mix according to package directions for pudding, and fold in 1 cup whipped topping. Spoon pudding mixture into prepared pan. Cover and freeze until firm. Let pie stand at room temperature 15 minutes before serving. Spoon remaining whipped topping over each serving. Sprinkle with ground cinnamon and additional cereal, if desired.

I changed my mind

Last night we attended The fishin' Club's monthly meeting. We kinda' feel it's a good idea to show up as Mr.C. is the president of the club, and I am on the board of directors. All joking aside, it is a very friendly club and we all enjoy our meetings. All the business for the club is taken care of at a monthly meeting by the board of directors, so the meeting with the club members is strictly fun, and we do have a speaker at each meeting .
This month's speaker was Gerry L who has spoken before to our club members on clams and clamming, and is eagerly welcomed each time he returns.

Gerry brought several buckets of different kinds of clams to the meeting and spoke on where to dig for them, how to clean them, how to cook them and much more. I remember digging for a shell fish called a Toheroa on the beaches in New Zealand, but never did like the taste of them.

Gerry coating some prepared clams with cracker crumbs and a *secret spice blend*

After Gerry had spoken about clams and clamming, we all milled around chatting while Gerry cooked the prepared clams.

The clams came out of the fryer golden brown and crispy. Darned if I know why my mouth was watering, I do not like clams.

My mouth was still watering, Oh! what the heck, I will try just a little bite. Hmmm! the first bite was a pleasant surprise, the second better, and the third better still. I do like clams after all.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Boobie Blogging?

I found this link on She who will be obeyed. I could not stop laughing.
By the way, for those of you who have not left a comment, I went to see what your boobies are named.I have been laughing all afternoon

Your Boobies' Names Are...


Wednesday, September 06, 2006

We grow them big in the NW

I am sure glad I looked down as I left work this evening, as this big three inch long guy, was right where my next step would have been.

My farewell

Early yesterday morning, as I looked out the window at the fog shrouded landscape, which matched my mood at the time, my thoughts were of my family and friends in New Zealand who were still snug in their beds. I was thinking about my two brothers and what they were going to be doing at 10:30am NZ time and wishing I could be there to share the sad but special time.

3:30pm USA time, 10:30 NZ time, found me sitting in the sun, the quiet and solitude of the shore except for the sound of the sparkling green water as it lapped the shore, gazing at the floating seaweed, and bird feather sprinkled waters of Saratoga Passage as the tide was turning.

This was the time of day in New Zealand my family and friends were gathered at the Rose City funeral home celebrating my Mother's life and bidding her farewell.

In my own way, as I rested there, I felt connected to them across the miles. The quiet and beauty of my surroundings enveloped me like a warm blanket and my mother's arms I too bid her goodbye.

I wrote and emailed this Eulogy to be read at the service

I wish I could be there in person, but please be assured I am there in spirit.

Mum was one very special woman. She was kind and gentle, but strong at the same time, had a wonderful sense of humour and was always fun to be around, as her friends and family will tell you.

One of my earliest fond memories is when I was very young. It must have been before I started school at five years of age.
I remember Mum and I enjoying morning tea together. We sat in the living room of our little house in Haydon Street, drinking tea and dunking our wine biscuits while listening to Mum's favourite serial , Dr Paul on the radio. I still enjoy dunking biscuits in tea to this day.

When I was thirteen years old, my younger brother John was born, so I got to help Mum take care of him. I learned so much about taking care of a baby, so that when my first child Antony was born eight years later, I was well versed in how to take care of a newborn.
Thank you Mum for the lessons in motherhood.

She was a super housekeeper and cook, for which I have to say “thank you Mum for teaching me in deed and by example. Your lessons helped to make the transition from girl, to wife and mother that much easier.”

Mum and I had relationship, which was both mother and daughter, and best friends.

Throughout the years I brought my happiness, sadness and problems to her through letters, telephone calls, and the best times of all were when I returned to New Zealand for a visit, then we could really sit down for a chat.

I especially loved the times, when I was home on a visit, Mum would announce, usually sometime very early afternoon, “Jennifer, It is past lunchtime, time to open the bar” and we would pour ourselves a drink and sit down to chat.
As the afternoon wore on and subject after subject were discussed we would sometime get to be quite giggly, just like two girls who had one drink too many. Oh! That’s right, we did have more than one drink.

Every time I came back to New Zealand on a visit Mum and I always had such a good time together. She loved to cook for me as she used to tell me “it’s not much fun cooking for one.” Of course I always appreciated her home cooking while I was there, as much as my waistline did, I swear I was going to be charged excess baggage on my return trip to the States.

Mum never showed her disapproval for any mistakes I made in my life, ( and I sure made some doozeys) she just accepted what had happened and gave me her support whether she thought I had done the right thing or not.
Thanks Mum for not being critical, and for being so supportive and letting me make my mistakes and learning from them.

I have a memory of one episode Mum and I shared many, many years ago.
Mum had been divorced from dad for quite a few years, and was thinking perhaps, she would like to meet someone to go out with.

Being the helpful daughter I was, I suggested we visit one of the singles clubs together, and much to my surprise she agreed.
On the singles meeting night, we entered the place where the singles were gathering, signed in, and as I remember, we sat down at a table waiting for the evening events to begin.
Very soon a gentleman who looked about my mother’s age, came over and asked if he could join us.
The three of us sat there for a while talking, when all of a sudden Mum grabbed my arm and said, in what I thought was frantic tone of voice, “Jennifer, I forgot, we have John coming over to the house, we have to leave now!”

We quickly made our apologies to the gentleman, and I was almost dragged out the door. Of course by this time I had figured out what Mum was up to, she did not like the gentleman and did not want to stay there a moment more than was necessary.
We had hardly cleared the door frame before both of us exploded in laughter.
I will always remember this evening with much laughter.

That was the first and last time I ever tried to help find a man friend for Mum.

Mum has always been there for Graeme, John and I, lending her support in any way she could.

She truly was the best mother anyone could wish for.

Dearest Mum, I am going to miss you, and your love and friendship.


Kia hora te manno

Kia whakapapa paumamu te moana

Kia tere te karohirohi

May the calm be widespread

May the sea glisten like the greenstone

And may the glimmer of summer dance across your pathways.

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Why we must forward emails

I must send my thanks to whoever sent me the one about rat crap in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet towel with every envelope that needs sealing.

Also, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason.

I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl (Penny Brown) who is about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time.

I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special e-mail Program.

I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me, and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish.

I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers. I can't enjoy a good Latte from Starbucks anymore because they WOULD NOT send any coffee to that poor Army Sgt who requested it.

I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.

I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I forward an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.

I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains.

I no longer can buy gasoline without taking a man along to watch the car so a serial killer won't crawl in my back seat when I'm pumping gas.

I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr. Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse to put "Under God" on their cans.

I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer.

And thanks for letting me know I can't boil a cup water in the microwave anymore because it will Blow up in my face...disfiguring me for life.

I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.

I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our American troops or the Salvation Army.

I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore, and Uzbekistan.

I no longer worry about sudden cardiac arrest, since I can now cough myself back to life instead of wasting time calling 911.

I no longer have any sneakers -- but that will change once I receive my free replacement pair from Nike.

I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe.

I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big brown African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant death when it bites my butt.

Thanks for all the endless advice Andy Rooney has given us. I can live a better life now because he's told us how to fix everything.

And thanks to the great advice, I can't ever pick up $5.00 I dropped in the parking lot because it probably was placed there by a sex molester waiting underneath my car to grab my leg.

If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 70 minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 PM this afternoon and the fleas from 12 camels will infest your back, causing you to grow a hairy hump. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician, who is a lawyer.

Have a wonderful day.

Monday, September 04, 2006

Thank you

Thank you to all my friends, and blogger friends who have left me such wonderful warm messages of caring. It helps more than you can possibly know.

Saturday, September 02, 2006

A Tribute

Noble Sunset

I’ve gazed upon the sunset
In all its glorious hues;
And understood its awesome power;
Its propensity to soothe.

The true measure of a person’s soul;
The legacy left behind;
Is akin to the masterful sunset,
And etched in spiritual shrine.

To be like that wondrous force;
To shine boldly with color and grace
In the last moments of one’s glory
Until nobly conceding the day.

James Holsey

Tonight as I captured the sunset in it's glory, I was reminded of the sunsets I shared with my mother. I came across this poem by James Holsey and thought it a fitting tribute to a beautiful woman.

Friday, September 01, 2006

Blogging will be light for the next few days my most loved mother passed away last night

Gladys (Glady) C Kelly
JULY 7 1922 - SEPTEMBER 1 2006