It Didn’t Touch The Ground

This morning, I made the “English Bangers” again. This time, with pancake batter. I think I did an excellent job except the sausages weren’t browned enough before putting it in the oven. They didn’t cook all the way, so we had to microwave our portions as we got them out of the pan to eat.

This is a huge bag of pancake batter I purchased at the case lot sale on Saturday. I cracked it open, this morning. I had originally thought to save it but it is quick and easy and only takes water to make them. A lot easier on a weekday morning than making the batter from the blender made pancakes I still have.

I forgot to get pictures after it was cooked, so you’ll have to just make do with your imagination. It came out golden brown and yummy. We ate some for breakfast, the Nanny and Brendan had some for lunch and we finished it off for dinner. This recipe is definitely a keeper.

A bad moment in our house, this morning…

The flag stands up against the bookshelf you see there when we bring it in every night. This morning, I was turning off the lights (I leave one interior light on and the outside lights on all night), as is my custom in the mornings, and knocked over the flag. No one was there to see me drop it but I got pictures to prove it did not touch the floor. I’ve taught my boys that the flag must never touch the floor, elsewise it must be burned properly by the Boy Scouts or other local flag attendants.

(I always thought elsewise was one word but my spell check has a squiggly line, meaning its spelled wrong. Someone got an idea on this for me?

Of course, if it hadn’t had that crinkle on the end from the wind, it would have touched. That’s a huge “Phew!” in my opinion. And, no one was the wiser. A horrid moment explaining to my boys that we had to burn the flag was averted. I’ve no qualms sending a flag off for a proper burial and my boys know the rules – I just didn’t want to.

A scary moment, this afternoon. For nearly 5 minutes, I could hear the super-loud “whomp, whomp” of this helicopter and couldn’t see it. Does anyone else (military or not) ever think about the old movie, “Red Dawn”? It’s where America gets invaded by Soviets and it’s nearly every man for himself, trying to survive and throw the Soviets out. It’s a good movie from the 1980s – at least, in my opinion. I started thinking about that and, while I didn’t see combat action overseas, per se, I do know (and learn) what it is like to worry about what’s overhead.

The “whomp, whomp” got louder and louder, sounding like it was right on top of my house and I started worrying about how to get my children, if something happened. They were in school at the moment. Jen was at work. How would I get all of my family home and back together again, if something like that should happen?

It passed overhead and I moved on about my day. I relaxed and went back to what I was doing, but the thoughts stayed with me the rest of the day. I don’t like worrying but that’s what I do, as a mother.

Do y’all remember those embroidered red/white flowers I volunteered to create for the Quilt Guild a few months ago? It’s one of those sharing things. Twelve to fifteen of us make the same items in our own image and then swap, creating a blanket out of all the pieces made by everyone. The second part of this is making a pieced block of red and white. Not a flower, just a block made from red and white pieces. Again, we are to come up with our own design, as long as it is red and white and 6″ x 6″ when done. This is what I came up with:

I made twenty of them. It’s a 9-Patch Block. I used strip-quilting to create them and it went fast. I’m proud of myself for getting it done nearly 3 weeks in advance. I usually wait until the last minute. I have two problems with them.

  1. Every point on all twenty blocks lines up nearly perfectly. Each square was cut to an exact 2.5″ strip. They are nearly perfect and I am terribly proud of them. Except, when done, they should be exactly 6.5″ x 6.5″ (you have to have the half inch extra for the seam allowance). They aren’t. They are anywhere from 6″ to 6.5″ It makes no sense – even my 1/4″ seam is nearly flawless. I’m stumped and upset. I’m not sure how to fix it.
  2. These blocks look so beautiful, I want to keep them for myself. I have some blue fabric with stars on it, as well, and I want to make twenty 9-Patch Blocks with that and put them all together. Another Americana quilt, of course. I do love my Americana Quilts.

At this point, I’m undecided on whether to keep them or give them as planned. I have three weeks to decide or make more.

Other than that, I’m pretty much caught up for the day. Not a lot else going on. The boys are good but they are fighting sleep tonight. They should be asleep, already.

Oh! I almost forgot! I have been torturing Jen. The Nanny turns 24 in 11 days and I keep telling her of posts that I have written about her birthday present and they are scheduled to post by themselves at 11:50 p.m. on October 13th. Poor girl is about to beat me bloody if I tell her that one more time. However, it is great fun for me! It was going to be at 11:55 p.m. but I relented and told her I’d set the posts timer for 11:00 p.m. on the 13th. That gave her some relief until I told her that she wouldn’t get her present until after she read the posts I wrote about her birthday present.

Poor Nan-Jenni.

Thank you for listening,

Naia.

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Categories: American, Breakfast, Dinner, Family, Lunch, Military, Quilting | 3 Comments

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3 thoughts on “It Didn’t Touch The Ground

  1. I believe it’s otherwise πŸ™‚ glad you enjoyed the toad in the hole. It’s a good filling meal that’s for sure πŸ™‚
    Flags are important. I am glad to say I took great care of the American one we used for a photoshoot at the end of our US tour. Did you know if the British flag is hung upside down it’s an SOS? Sneaky, sadly ppl often get it wrong these days.

    • Aye. And, as ex #1 would say, “Don’t get her started on the rules and regs for the American Flag. You’ll be here all day.”

      It you hang ours upside down or backwards, it means the same thing. It’s hysterical how many people don’t quite realize the rules when it comes to the flag. 😦

      With as many “Americana” quilts as I design and create, I’m sure you can gather I love my flag? πŸ˜‰

      Naia.

  2. It’s a great flag for that sort of thing too, the stars etc

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