If It Weren't For Friday Frags I'd Have No "Ments" at All - - -

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How does this happen folks? How does an entire week rush by and I've only made one or two "ments" between last Friday's Frags and today's????

Thank goodness for Mrs. 4444's party which forces me to focus for a few minutes each week on blogging!

Frag #1

This little guy lives on the other side of the fence in our back yard. When he sees us out and about - - - or even when he sees me walk by the patio window IN MY OWN dining room - - - he yaps and barks.

I believe he THINKS he's a pitbull.


And his name??? HERCULES!!!

Frag #2

So far this one little pitiful tulip is the only one that has survived the many frosts we've had over the last few weeks. It is BRAVELY attempting to open its eyes and look at the sun.

Frag #3

Someone who knows Fisherhubby well gave him this chocolate trout in a net.

It has been sitting on the kitchen cabinet, unopened and unmolested, for weeks.

I have been threatening to eat it. (Anything I can do to help, you know.)

Yesterday after I took this photo it was my plan and intent to tell you I WAS going to eat it.

Then, low and behold, Fisherhubby murdered the poor little thing on his own and gobbled it down. At least he did share a bite or so with me.

Frag #4

Lookey lookey what came into the Shepherd's Loft again this week!!!! Three more snack plate/cup sets!!!


And these are such a cute little daisy pattern.

They came home with me.

Frag #5

Last night we decided to have a couple of New York Strips (not to be confused with strippers) for supper.


It's Fisherhubby's job to grill 'em.


Looks like he's been making quite a collection of ash from previous grills.

I guess he's afraid there'll be a shortage - - -

Frag #6

It's my job to make the sauce for the NY strippers. I won't give away ALL my secrets, but you can see the MAIN sauce ingredient in the pan - - - - fresh Wisconsin butter. YUM.

No margarine passes my door.


And when the sauce is finished, it is a luscious golden-brown color.

Unless, hypothetically of course, I go out to chat with the griller and Hercules and the neighbor and forget it on the stove - - - then it is charry and black.

All hypothetically, of course.


Then when it is all lusciously golden-brown I spoon it right over the NY strippers, and hand them out the door to Fisherhubby saying: "Butter Side Up!"

Very important to say that or the goofy man will let all the buttery goodness grill off by putting them butter side down.

Frag #7

I found this little pottery piece down in the Loft one day this week. Interesting little candle holder, I presume.


But these markings on the bottom made it more interesting to me for my sister's best friend during high school in this town was a Johnson, who attended the Assembly of God Church which is what our church building was before we purchased it, and those two girls graduated in 1973!

What are the chances??? Probably slim to none - - - but it made me pause to think anyway.

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