The Post Where I Remember I Have a Blog

Whoa! Is this thing on?? …tap tap tap
I haven’t posted since M A R C H! Anyone miss me?
Let’s see… what has kept me from posting…thinking…thinking…
Oh yeah! I’m pretty certain the Universe completely skipped over April and most of May. Those months are in some black hole. Or maybe Zombies snacked on them?
The end of May brought my baby girl home for a visit from Australia

So many wonderful things planned to do together but on the second day of her visit I blew out my knee.I couldn’t walk the whole time she was home and I am still hobbling about like Igor.
Thank goodness I bought a new bed that doesn’t hurt to sleep on. I love it. Right now it’s the only spot I can comfortably elevate my Igorness. It. Is. WONDERFUL! So nice to not hurt or have body parts fall asleep.

Obviously this means I have not been sewing. I had the fantastic idea of rigging up a lap table to put my machine on but…no way to operate the pedal. Dur.
I’ve done a little hand-piecing of stars and hexies.

I have given up on using a footed cane. Can we say UNCOORDINATED?? I am a klutz. I actually sprained the pinky toe on my good leg trying to use it. Don’t ask. I am delaying an MRI and hoping no surgery will be needed.
Come what may I am springing this joint and going on a roadtrip to see some of my grandbabies. Hopefully my next post will be full of interesting fabric-y delight.
The heat index here today is 108 F. My tap water is 82 F. Yes, I tested it. My hair is impossible to keep tame in this humidity.


Stay Cool Y’all!

Cool It!

On a hot… let me stress… H O T summer night like tonight’s… the only thing that sounded good and light was this

My DuhYammmm! It's Hot Dessert

Fresh raspberries and a glass of Darjeeling Iced Tea with Mint from my garden.
Deep in the Heart of Texas is so hot and so unusually early… and for soooooooooooo long… in the 100s PLUS and not a drop of precipitation. “Ah thank Ah haz thuh Vapors Dahling”
Later! I’m going to go dream of My City By the Bay… San Francisco… that has COOL night BREEZES.
P.S. – Send Rain!

In the BUGghetto

Lady Bird Johnson Wildflower Center, Austin TX ©2011Coffee&Cotton

I am a fairly new resident of Texas…ok almost 5 years but I’m still adapting. It’s BIG. It’s hot. The area I live in is gorgeous with all its greenbelts and hills and rivers and wildflowers.

Greenbelt, Austin TX photo treyerice.com

I just moved into a house that sits next to a creek that is dry except when it rains. We have not had rain in a L-O-N-G time. So you would think the plague that has come upon me and my home would not be, unless it rained. What plague you ask?? PESTILENCE!! Enough to make Pharaoh let GO real fast! Creatures in minimal lengths of 4 inches…maybe 40 inches! Now I hear you saying, “Robyn, what the hell are you talking about and are you embellishing again??” Glad you asked. Let me ‘splain it to you…you might want a beverage and a cozy chair…and uh! ME? Embellish?? Not this time.

This is the story of Big Bubba Roach
He was one on my bedroom wall the other night. I swear that sucker was between 4 and 5 inches!!! I think he was wearing a saddle as he was big enough to ride. I eyed him moseying along at the top of the wall across from me. I get up to grab a shoe KNOWING he is eyeing me back. He scurries. I scream. He runs some more. I scream. The Corgis bark…but Little Bear runs in to help. I guess he’s the Pit Corgi…I throw my shoe at the wall… Big Bubba Roach stares me down and jumps at me and then… he flies… F-L-Y freekin’ flies!!! They have wings…probably propeller blades. I heard them. … I scream, trip over Little Bear and jump onto my bed. Bubba disappears. Roachageddon time calms down and I convince myself he will not crawl across my face during the night. Unit #9 and his friend (a big sister type friend) come home. I tell them about Bubba but figure he is gone. 20 mins later I hear stomping…ok, I exaggerate…but Bubba Roach R E T U R N S!! I call for Unit #9 and he and big-sister-type come in my room. The 3 of us swarm in on Bubba…that sucker jumped up higher on the wall. I get a spray bottle of something. big-sister-type sprays and he tumbles towards her, landing on the floor behind my dresser. She looks underneath and he is looking back. She screamed a few times but moves forward, a mission before her. During this time Unit #9 went to get some paper towels ( what a guy ). big-sister-type smashed Bubba 5 times before he croaked. big-sister-type is not a girly-girl but even she screeched a bit! Unit #9 the Valiant was there to hand her a paper towel. By now it was 11:30 and I was wide awake. I earned that glass of wine I poured!
I can handle mice, snakes, banana slugs, gory things…but spiders and roaches and wasps…uh uh..no way. Bubba Roach better not have any friends or I just may have to get a shotgun.
Bubba’s ancestry is Texas Tree Roach…some call them Palmetto bugs. TX friends assure me they come in from outside to die… WTH?!! They want me to notify their next of bug-kin or something?

They’re big I tell ya! I can handle mice, snakes, banana slugs, gory things…but spiders and roaches and wasps…uh uh..no way. Bubba Roach better not have any friends or I just may have to get a shotgun.

Texas Bigass Tree Roach

“We Don’t Need No Stinkin’ Recipe!” Migas

As promised, I give you my Migas kinda-sorta recipe…Hear that drumroll? No? Must be in my head. Ok, ready? >>>>>
Wait… I must give a precursory warning;
**WARNING** I do most of my cooking and baking without measuring. I make most of my dishes as I go… a little bit o’ this, a pinch o’ that. I learned to cook by watching my Grandmother. She NEVER used a recipe. That is now how I roll. I have passed this curse method on to my daughters and sons. All that to say… here is my “We Don’t Need No Stinkin’ Recipe!” Migas >>>>>
You will need:

  • Good Chorizo about 1/2-1 pound
    I buy mine in bulk grind at Whole Foods. It would also be yummy with a nice Portuguese chorizo. What you are looking for is a dryer type of sausage. I know the more everyday version of Migas sometimes uses the kind that almost turns to liquid when cooked. I am not a fan of that type of chorizo. I swear it contains pig lips or something icky. I am fortunate to live in a market that has a lot of options for a more homemade style Mexican chorizo.
  • Red Onion {why is it called red? Looks purple to me} – chopped
  • Bell peppers – Red, green, a mix, whatever- chopped
  • Tomatoes – chopped – optional {you could even throw in salsa if you like}
  • Jalapeno – optional- chopped
  • Garlic – fresh {YUM!} or you can use a good garlic powder– to taste
  • Chili powder- optional
  • Ground Cumin- optional
  • Scallions {green onions}- chopped
  • Cilantro – fresh – chopped- divided… save some to scatter on top – this too is optional as you either like or loathe cilantro
  • Fresh Flat Leaf Parsley – chopped – optional
  • About 6 eggs – Beaten… depending on how many you want to feed. 6 is more than enough for 4 people.{ aNotheR side note. I have to buy organic pasture raised eggs. They are the only kind that do not throw me into intestinal cramping. I will spare you the details.}
  • Tortilla Chips – good way to use up some stale ones
  • Salt to taste – wait until it is almost ready to serve and check first. Chorizo and the tortilla chips add saltiness.
  • Fresh Lime

Brown you Chorizo
Add in the all the seasonings and veggies except for the scallions… and half of the cilantro
When the chorizo is fully cooked and the veggies are soft, add in the beaten eggs. Let them set a wee bit and crumble a couple handfuls of the tortilla chips into the mix. I save a few to top each serving off too.
Cook until…uh…cooked…scrambling it up ever-so-often.
Add some Queso Fresco or Cheddar on top.

Squirt some fresh lime over the top… this really makes it sing! Like a romantic Latin singer on a warm sultry summer night… nevermind.
You can serve it with salsa, sour creme or whatever you like. I mix it up each time I make it.
Hope you enjoy the nosh! If you have questions feel free to contact me.