Happy Birthday, Stanley!

 

 It has been a while since I last gave you an update on my sweet boy, Stanley, so I thought today, being his birthday, would be a good time. Today he is six years old. I am so happy that the last 4½ years of his life have been very good ones, and with me. As a dog person, owning a cat has been filled with a lot of surprises, and much delight. However, owning Stanley doesn’t make me feel as though I have truly owned a cat, because he’s very un-catlike in many ways. First of all, other than the bed, he never jumps up on anything. He will not get up on my lap, he will not allow me to pick him up, he flinches if I move too quickly, refuses to see anyone other than me (some people don’t believe I have a cat because they have never seen him), and totally freaks out if I yell at baseball. That is unfortunate, because I love yelling at baseball. Second, he refuses to play with any toys (trust me I have tried them all), and refuses to use any type of scratching post (we’re not going to talk about some of the furniture), with the exception of a circular rug that I have under the king chair in my bedroom that I decided to give to him to use on his claws. The rug was inexpensive, and it’s well worth it to me to have to replace it every couple of years so that he has something of his own.

He’s not all that enamored with poached chicken or salmon, but I can absolutely own him with a piece of cheese. He can be anywhere in the house, and all I have to do is open a package of cheese, and he is standing right next to me. He doesn’t get people food, mind you, but I do like to give him a treat on his birthday.

 

He does like to snuggle with me when I’m watching television. I will stretch out on the bed, and he will snuggle right up to me, insisting that I put both arms around him. If I don’t, he will reach out with his paw, grab it, and pull it towards him. He has brought me so much joy... and so much cat hair. That was a new experience for me, having only ever owned dogs. Cat hair has a life of its own. It’s so lightweight that it freely wafts through the air. It has also required the purchase of different types of cleaning equipment that I find I use regularly in order to keep things at bay. I don’t know how cat owners deal with all the cat hair, particularly if more than one cat is involved. Still, that’s a small price to pay for so much furry love.

Despite all of his strange little quirks, I know he is happy with me. It’s calm, and quiet, and he feels safe. This cat, whom the owners of the shelter told me was the type of cat likely to spend his entire life in a shelter because no one wanted to take a chance on such an abused creature has really been the one to rescue me.Happy Birthday, Stanley!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Michael Lee West!

Long before I started a blog, I read them. There were three that I stumbled upon and read religiously, Michael's blog, “Designs by Gollum” (now “Rattlebridge Farm”), Susan's “Between Naps on the Porch,” and Mary's “Home is Where the Boat Is.”  I was in awe of these three women who wrote, photographed, cooked, gardened, and decorated.  I read these blogs every Tuesday and Wednesday from my hospital bed where I spent each week getting 48-hours of aggressive chemo infusions. When I wasn't reading blogs and mentally taking myself to a far better place, I was writing my bucket list. At the top of that list was to start a blog. It seemed doable and far easier than number seventeen on the list, “Study for a hot air balloon pilot's license.”

I owe a great deal of gratitude to these blogging women who are more than just words and pictures online, but real women more than willing to share what they know. When I was invited to join in on the celebration of Michael's milestone birthday, I panicked.  How on earth could I live up to the standards of such talented blogging women? But then I thought, in the past three years I have read every one of Michael's eight books, devoured them, if you will, taking a particular liking to Teeny Templeton (Teeny Templeton Mysteries) and Honora DeChavannes (Mermaids in the Basement), whose quote, “I lacked the strength to host a parasite, much less a party” applies to me more often than I care to admit.  Through the reading of her books, I learned a little something about finding my own voice.  So, I decided that, in celebration of her sixtieth birthday, I would not only honor the woman, but her books. 

Join me, will you, in a cup of tea, served from my treasured Mystery Writer's Teapot (in honor of Teeny and her mystery-solving skills), and sink your teeth into one of Michael's books. Literally.

Happy Birthday, Michael!   

May you have many more to come, we're counting on you!

About the cookies:  I learned to step out of my realm, and push myself beyond what I ever thought I could do through reading blogs. A couple of years ago I saw cookies made with edible paper and have always wanted to try this. The truth is, until now, I never had the nerve. I cook, and sometimes bake, but decorated cookies are something I generally know better than to tackle.  But knowing that I'd have to come up with something unique to celebrate Michael, I gave it a try. Michael, I do hope that you'll give me an “A” for effort. Obviously this was a bit too far out of my realm. Of course, a lot of the problem was my fault, and should not, in any way, deter you from trying these yourself. I should have made two batches of icing. One for outlining, the other to “flow” on. It was too stiff and did not “flow” at all, so I had to sand them down with a nail buffer. I should have checked my supply of piping bags BEFORE Michael's closed. I had to use a gallon size Ziploc freezer bag (after removing the celery, yes, I should have checked my supply of them too), to do the edging, that I punctured when I put the star tip in. Then the tip got clogged, I forced it, and the bag burst. Another lesson learned is to never wear your favorite tangerine linen shirt to pipe icing. Getting the picture?

The recipe (reprinted below for convenience) is from Martha Stewart. (It's delicious.) The edible book covers I custom ordered from Queen of Tarts (A lovely woman, who, I should mention, does not violate copyright with reckless abandon, I begged like a dog for these.).  You can find a great tutorial by someone who really knows what she’s doing here.  I bought the decorating tips and meringue power to make the royal icing from Michael's (appropriate, no?). The nerves of steel are my own. Oh, one more thing, a nearly new container of meringue powder is up for grabs, I am never doing this again!  But, like I said, this should not deter you.

In her Inspector Sloane mysteries, Catherine Aird wrote, “If you can't be a good example, then you'll have to serve as a horrible warning.”  I think I've done my part.

Martha Stewart’s Basic Sugar Cookies

Everyday Food, December 2003

2 cups all-purpose flour, plus more for rolling

1/2 teaspoon baking powder

1/4 teaspoon salt

1/2 cup (1 stick) unsalted butter, room temperature

1 cup granulated sugar

1 large egg

1 teaspoon vanilla extract

In large bowl, whisk flour, baking powder, and salt. With an electric mixer, cream butter and sugar until light and fluffy. Beat in egg and vanilla. With mixer on low, gradually add flour mixture; beat until combined. Divide dough in half; flatten into disks. Wrap each in plastic; freeze until firm, at least 20 minutes, or place in a resealable plastic bag, and freeze up to 3 months (thaw in refrigerator overnight).

Preheat oven to 325 degrees. Line baking sheets with parchment. Remove one dough disk; let stand 5 to 10 minutes. Roll out 1/8 inch thick between two sheets of floured parchment, dusting dough with flour as needed. Cut shapes with cookie cutters. Using a spatula, transfer to prepared baking sheets. (If dough gets soft, chill 10 minutes.) Reroll scraps; cut shapes. Repeat with remaining dough.

Bake, rotating halfway through, until edges are golden, 10 to 18 minutes (depending on size). Cool completely on wire racks. To ice cookies, spread with the back of a spoon. Let the icing harden, about 20 minutes. Decorate as desired.

Jain~ a quiet life

Kitty~ Kitty’s Kozy Kitchen

Sarah~ Hyacinths for the Soul

Sam~ My Carolina Kitchen

Rett~ The Gazebo House 

Jenna~ The Painted Apron

Lynn~ Happier Than A Pig In Mud

Linda~ More Fun Less Laundry

Debbie~ Mountain Breaths

Jacqueline~ Purple Chocolat Home 

Pattie~ Olla-Podrida

Pam~ Sidewalk Shoes

 Pinky~ Designs by Pinky

Mary~ Home is Where the Boat Is

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