My husband and I had a day off together and we wanted to do something, but not have to spend much doing it. So we decided to go downtown to the White River Canal and walk around. We hadn’t been there in probably 10 years or so. I couldn’t believe how much has changed; there were so many walkways and all kinds of great art work. We had a really nice relaxing walk. The one thing that always gets me anxious about going to Downtown Indy is finding parking in close proximity to where I’m wanting to be, but parking was very easy to find and easy to pay for.
I really enjoyed the sculptures and reading about them. It was quite interesting to see how other people relate to our city and the Midwest way of life. Each sculpture has a plaque describing the artist’s reason for the peace.
This was the beginning of our walk.
This canoe was made from aluminum and placed on wooden beams. It’s named Travelogue by Eric Nordgluen—Indianapolis, Indiana.
This Bison was at one of the entrances to the Indianapolis Zoo. I couldn’t get over how detailed it was. It was really nicely done. There are several more sculptures, but I just couldn’t get pictures of them all.
This walk way went behind the zoo and ran parallel to the White River. I told my husband he’ll have to take me back when everything is in bloom and the leaves are full on.
The Indianapolis Skyline.
This is part of the Canal that rests next to the Indiana State Museum. It winds around, and on the other side you can rent a paddle boat and paddle your way through the canal.
We saw a lot of joggers, some people out walking their dogs, and even people on their lunch break just getting a little exercise and fresh air.
So if you’re planning a visit to Indianapolis, go Downtown and check out the White River Canal!
I had to laugh the other day when my Mom & I were eating out and I saw some chopsticks that where available, along with the silverware at the restaurant. My son wasn’t with us but, he LOVES eating with chopsticks.
He tells me he likes eating with chopsticks because they are more articulate, and it’s uncivilized to stab and jab at our food with forks and knives. (Sometimes it’s just easier to go with it. It’s very difficult to argue with someone who has Aspergers). I’ll use chopsticks if I’m in an Asian restaurant, and I would say it allows me to slow down and enjoy my food more. Especially since I haven’t mastered them as well as my son.
He has numerous pairs of chopsticks. He’s gotten them from the Chinese take out places, Epcot, and even the place that sells noodle dishes.
Just three of the numerous pair of chopsticks.
His favorite pair. They have metal ends with wooden sticks.
So when I saw these I knew I had to bring them home to him. The saying on the package fits him to a T. We both had a good laugh over that. ha ha
It’s been a few weeks since I started my seedlings and boy, are they starting to get big.
They are almost up to my window sill. I did have about three types of seeds that didn’t seem to take at all, so I emptied the pots and started over with them. Hopefully they weren’t dud seed packets. We’ll see in a about a week.
For the area that I live in, the hard frost date is somewhere around late April to mid-May, so I really don’t feel I should be taking these outdoors yet. Especially considering we had seven inches of snow just about two weeks ago. Although the Farmer’s Almanac says I’d be okay planting most things by mid-April. Maybe I’ll just watch the extended weather forecast and go from there. We’ll see.
It’s been a beautiful day today and my husband has been diligently working to finish our raised garden bed too.
He’s putting supports under it, and then once it’s ride-side-up he’ll be adding slats across it. Then it will be ready for the organic soil.
All of this has gotten me to thinking about what we should do with our bounty. I was thinking about doing some freezing. My Grandmother canned a lot, and I’m sure if I asked my Mom, she would teach me how. It just all looks so intimidating and dangerous (considering my other nickname is “grace” ha-ha). But I’m sure I can clean and freeze the veggies, no problem. I’ve been checking out some of the new freezer containers at the grocery and I’m pretty sure that’s the way I’m going with anything extra.
Anyway, I haven’t been posting on this subject very often, because frankly, day-by-day pictures of growing vegetables just aren’t that exciting.
Thanks for visiting~Bam
I love baking and so I thought why not make some treats for the dog. She loves eating (what dog doesn’t). Our dog will eat just about everything. Literally. About eight years ago we couldn’t find our lizard in it’s cage. We frantically starting looking all over the house and then we realized we didn’t know where the dog was either. Yep, you guessed it. We found Keidi in the corner of a bedroom with the lizard’s tail and back legs sticking out of her mouth. My husband’s lucky he still has his fingers after prying it out. That was a very bad night. Our son was so upset. We still have no idea how she got into the cage, she’s short and there was a lock on it. Crafty, that’s all I can say.
So back to the treats. Tonight I made her Peanut Butter Carrot Dog Treats and she absolutely LOVES them. I think they taste pretty good myself.
Smelling something good and waiting with anticipation.
2 cups flour (regular or whole wheat)
1 tbsp. baking powder
1 cup peanut butter (creamy or crunchy)
1 cup milk (I used 2% because that’s what I had)
1/4 cup shredded carrots
Preheat oven to 375’F. In a bowl, combine flour and the baking powder. In another bowl, mix the peanut butter, carrots and milk together. Add the dry ingredients to the wet and mix well.
Place the dough on a lightly floured surface and knead just until dough comes together.
Roll the dough until about 1/4″ thickness and then use a cookie cutter to cut out the treats. Bake for about 20 minutes on parchment lined baking sheets until they are lightly browned. Cool on a wire rack, then store in an airtight container. I used a small cutter, because my dog is a mini, and I got about 35 treats.
We went to Shapiro’s Deli for lunch the other day, and had the best pastrami sandwich. They make their sandwiches so big you have to split it with someone. Or you could just have someone roll you out the door when you’re done eating, ha-ha. Seriously, their servings area huge.
Shapiro’s has been around since 1905. We only live about 10 minutes away, but never seem to go there. It is a bit pricey but they have good quality food & it’s all Kosher (in case you were wondering).
The one thing I always get is the German potato salad. I would have to say it’s the best I’ve ever had, from any place, hands down. I would love, love, love to find the recipe of this. It has the perfect amount of tartness without being overbearing, and not too much mustard. The potatoes are perfectly done, good and creamy.
This picture doesn’t do their food justice. (My husband was kind of in a hurry to eat). The potato salad is in the left corner. Don’t know why I didn’t think to take a picture of it too.
If you’re ever on the South side of Indianapolis stop by Shapiro’s and enjoy.~Bam
We had a blood drive at church today. Pastor asked me to organize the drive and at first I thought, “What? I don’t have the first clue of what to do, I’ve never given blood before.” I met with the person from the blood bank and she basically gave me a crash course and I just went with it. I’m thankful that we have a Pastor who has a heart for the community.
Our immediate family has never been in a situation that anyone has needed a blood donation, so giving blood isn’t something that we (my family) really think about on a regular basis. My husband gave blood in his college days but it was the first time my son or myself had ever given. It really wasn’t bad, no vein digging or other craziness.
My son really had reservations about giving blood. (Not the fact that they’re going to stick a huge needle in his arm and leave it there for 10 minutes.) He didn’t like the thought that someone else may have his blood in their body. It took a lot of convincing but he finally gave in. After said son was finished he immediately put on FB, his right had looked more wrinkly than his grandpa’s!! ha-ha
So the moral of this story is…Give blood if you’re able. You never know when you, or someone you care about, will be on the other end of the donation.