Leftover Beef Stew

Yesterday Rena made a very tasty beef stew which we enjoyed last evening.  While washing the crock pot after supper I thought about today's lunch and how good it would taste to turn the stew into a meat pie.  I don't have the culinary savvy to think these things up on my own; I learned the trick from Mom.  She would serve leftover beef stew this way.  The crust is biscuit dough.

There's beef stew under that crust.

It seemed logical to make enough biscuit dough for some biscuits too.  That way we'd be able to properly use some of the sorghum-molasses we brought back from Kentucky last year.



Biscuits are done.  (It looks like I'm trying to blend in with the kitchen cabinets.)

It's a quiet Sunday afternoon here.  You probably figured that out already; especially with this being a blog about nothing more exciting than beef stew and biscuits.

Rena continues to recover from her surgery.  She went to Sunday School and church this morning and was a bit tired when we got home.  That's probably why she didn't object to the biscuit experiment.

Some of my favorite things . . .

I'm sure you've heard the song from the musical Sound of Music that starts, "Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens . . ."  (Now that I've mentioned it, it will probably be one of those tunes that get stuck in your head that won't go away.  Please accept my apology if that's the case.)  Anyway, what I saw as I walked into the hangar this morning makes my list of favorite things.

Mechanical restoration of the Cessna model 206 is practically complete.  Last Friday the plane was weighed and its new weight and balance data computed.  Ground-runs and final operational checks are yet to be done and all the maintenance records have to be completed before return-to-service flights can be made. 

The plane will soon meet transportation needs of Christian ministries in Brazil.  (They have a huge place there to take-off and land called the Amazon river and its tributaries.)  However, on a cold winter morning in Coshocton, Ohio, it's one of my favorite things.

A New Year At MMS

A new year has started at MMS. With inventory out of the way, work once again continues on many projects. Another item to deal with is the snow. Check out the MMS blog about this. Click here.

Flowers

Some little visitors and their Mommy brought me some beautiful flowers this afternoon. Gave my day a big lift. Thank you Jen, Javin and Chanelle.

Meet Stan

When Rena and I go for a stroll up and down the hallway, another fellow always goes with us.  I call him Stan.  He's a quiet fellow, but a more faithful guy you may never meet.  He's really skinny, but he holds I-V pumps and monitors day and night without complaint.  I've not seen him take any initiative and go where you don't want him to go.

Stan and I

Stan's big foot helps him perform his duties.

Stan's pretty stable as well.  I'm sure you'd have to be if you had the same vocation.  Now, you can picture, in your mind's eye, Rena, Dwight, and Stan out for a walk in the hospital corridor.

Most people might call him Stand, which is, I think, his full name.

Hospital Stay

December 30th, very early in the morning, Rena and I drove to Zanesville, Ohio to the Genesis Good Samaritan hospital.  Rena was scheduled to have a colon resection that day.  The surgery was made necessary by a few episodes of diverticulitis over the past several years.

As I mentioned in the previous post, the surgery went well.  Recovery has been more challenging than we hoped, but they tell us Rena's progress is quite normal.

It was rainy on the 30th, but New Years Eve day was sunny and quite nice.  Like most hospitals that have been around a while, it's a sprawling campus.  The main entrance is just left of center in the above photo.

New Years Eve visitors included Scott and Stephanie, Jen, Jason and Chanelle.  (Javin spent the night with a school buddy.)

I got to the hospital Sunday about 11:00 am and found Jen, Chanelle and Javin were already there to have church with Rena.  Jen brought their "Our Daily Bread" devotional and a Bible.  Chanelle and Javin read the Scripture passage and grandpa read the devotional.  (Chanelle and Javin are both very good readers.)  It was special of them to help make up for our missing church.