I have been a little pie-crazy lately. Well, pie crazy doesn't even give you an idea on how pie crazy I have become. I have many more pies I haven't shared with you. I used to be afraid to make pies and pie crust was too difficult. So I baked other treats and for many years the only pies I made were chicken pot pies. But since I have been over running CKK with pies (more to come) I decided to take a short pie break and we will return to our normally scheduled program of cupcakes. And now back to the show...
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Calamity Kate gets a little Crazy
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Monday, June 25, 2012
It is a Wonderful Day for Pie
Hey friends, I am taking a few days off from my new baking addiction, pie. Oh do I love pie... but I will leave you with a few pie videos and songs This is one of my favorite pie songs. Enjoy!
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Saturday, June 16, 2012
Raccoons no S'more
S'mores always make me think of summer and the last year I was in Girl Scouts and end of the summer fateful camping trip (sounds like a Nancy Drew Book.)
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Girl Scouts,
Golden Grahams,
Marshmellows,
Nancy Drew,
Raccons,
S'mores,
Summer,
Turkey Run State Park
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Memories of Shells and Pie
Hello and welcome to Calamity Kate's 150th blog post!
Growing up, I spent a few weeks a year with my snowbird grandparents in their home in Sanibel Island, Florida. I always say I spent half my childhood in Florida with my grandparents, while this is not true, but Sanibel was my home and every time I think about my grandparents and Sanibel, I become utterly and desperately homesick. My grandparents are gone and their home was sold, but there are a few pieces of Sanibel that I have here with me in Indiana.
Growing up, I spent a few weeks a year with my snowbird grandparents in their home in Sanibel Island, Florida. I always say I spent half my childhood in Florida with my grandparents, while this is not true, but Sanibel was my home and every time I think about my grandparents and Sanibel, I become utterly and desperately homesick. My grandparents are gone and their home was sold, but there are a few pieces of Sanibel that I have here with me in Indiana.