Tuesday, September 28, 2010


I give you my "Blue Ice" sweater. Knit in Reynolds Blizzard, super bulky yarn. C'mon fall!!! I'm itching to wear this one.

N is for a novel idea :)

Hold on to your hats. Sure, you've all seen a horse, and maybe even a horse pulling a carriage. If you've ever visited Lancaster, PA, you've also probably seen an Amish buggy being pulled by a horse.
Bet you've never seen an aluminum foil covered replica of our Amish neighbors' mode of transportation. Even the locals were surprised when this work of art showed up outside the Mayor's home during a First Friday event last summer. If you squint your eyes, you might even be able to see the road apples that make any horse and buggy complete. ;0

M is for Mooooooooo

Moo-ving from Lancaster City to the countryside for the letter M:

Driving on Rt. 322, right before reaching Ephrata, you will see a place called the Udder Choice. Do yourself a favor and stop in for a wonderful lunch and a delicious dessert. My favorite is the Holstein which, of course, is comprised of vanilla ice cream, dark chocolate syrup and a cherry on top of whipped cream. Yummmmm.

In addition to the awesome ice cream desserts, the decor is a real treat. The walls are decorated with loads of signs from ice cream companies, past and present. Then there's the display of ice cream scoops through the years and the milk pail lampshades at each table. It's just a real mooving experience. :)

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Of sinus infections and popsicles

My dear husband has had a terrible sinus infection for almost two weeks. He's had an awful time of it and the Vicodin prescribed for pain didn't sit well with him so the doctor suggested he stop taking it. Yesterday I returned from a drugstore run to find him flat out on the couch in a great deal of pain. To top it off, he had taken one of the Vicodins and, along with the intense pain, he developed intense pain in his stomach, along with a continued "loss of food and fluids". And he'd been doing so well....
Long story short, I drove him to the Quick Response center, something new in town for those occasions when you can't get to see your own doctor. I'll spare you all the gory details, but he was given a shot of Phenergen and off we went before he got too drowsy. Safely at home with the two dogs watching over him, I made my run to the store for essentials. I got the usual: Gatorade, applesauce, and grape popsicles. The popsicles were for me. Box of eight. I just polished off the last one.
And Ken? He's feeling a bit better today.