Poppycock and Sunshine

The adventures of a crazy girl trying to live a quiet, slower Provincial lifestyle in an hectic, fast paced, American society.

The Golly Girls Throw a Baby Shower February 9, 2010

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So Miss Rose Golly, or Miss Britt as we also know her by, was convinced by someone that she should throw a baby shower/tea party last Saturday. Being the best sister and best friend that I always try to be, I, May-May Golly, offered some assistance. I think it turned out relatively well.

There were lots of goodies. Which included savory madeleines, cucumber sandwiches, mini cakes, handmade chocolate eclairs, and regular madeleines.

The spread:

The table, awaiting the guests.

The pretty teacups, all lined up in a row, a combined collection from both of our stashes.

All the lovely ladies are here. Tea time!

The lady of the hour and her big ol’ belly:

A simple fact: there is nothing better than a lovely cup of Earl Grey and a plate of tasty pastries.

Best part of the whole day? Getting to hang out with this beautiful gal pal.


The Golly Sisters to the Rescue October 9, 2009

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Britt and I own a boat. Well technically she owns the boat and I’m just the god mother to said boat. The boat is in her name. But when things happen to the boat, she calls me.


Sunday morning I get the call. 

Britt: “Bad news. The Pea has broke loose again.”

Me: “Oh shit.”  

Here’s the story. The Pea of the Sea, yes that would be the boat’s name, has broken loose once before this. She has been moored on a buoy on Liberty Bay for the past year or so and frankly has been neglected by us Golly Girls for the same amount of time. Its not that we don’t love her or want to sail her. It’s just that we need a motor and new sails and are quite the pair of procrastinators, truth be told. We believe her breaking loose from her tethers is her way of telling us she’s had it with this arrangement and is demanding we pay attention to her now, whether we want to or not. Well, it always works. Attention gotten. 


Britt had called all the appropriate people that could have possibly helped us. No luck. 


“Okay”, I said, “I’ll get ready and come out and we’ll figure this out together. We always do.”


The problem. We have no motor. Even bigger dilemma, we have no boat with which to get the motor out to the Pea in order to motor her back to safety. Hmmmmmm. Tricky.

I arrive at Britt’s house to find her properly attired in galoshes and her Carhart jacket, ready for boat wrangling. Of course we had to have a cup of tea before we could do anything. Obviously.


So here was the plan. We would go down to Poulsbo Marina and see if we couldn’t hunt down someone with a boat that would possibly take us out to the Pea and tow us back. It was a long shot, but we had to try. I made sure I put on mascara before I went, just in case I had to do some eyelash batting. A girl always has to be prepared for these situations. 


So we arrive and have a look about. Hmmmm. No one really around except the guys manning the office. So we’ll ask them. 


Nope, they don’t know of anyone who has a boat that could take on the task. Oh but hey, that guy over there rents boats. He thought it was for about 30 bucks an hour or so. He was a little off. Bill, for that was the boat renter’s name, informed us that it was actually 70 dollars an hour. *gulp* But we were in luck! He just happens to be a rescue tug boat captain and he would just go along with us and help us get her back to safety. Just give him an hour for the other boat he just rented to get back and away we would go! Brilliant! A solution! Granted, a spendy one, but a solution nontheless. I was feeling hopeful that this might not have to be quite the fiasco I once thought it would be. I was so wrong. 


One of Britt’s friends had gone down and assessed the situation for us and had reported that she was “on the rocks” and in a bad place and most likely would have a handful of holes by the time we reached her. We were alarmed. So we took this hour we had in the meantime to drive down to the crime scene and assess the situation for ourselves. I just had this image in my head. The Pea, on her side, flailing on the rocks, being dashed to itty bitty pieces!!! 


We arrived to find her peacefully just sitting here, calming rocking back and forth, just waiting for us. No dashing on the rocks. No flailing. Perhaps it was not as bad as he had said.


And oh look! There’s grapes here at this residence that no one is going to use! Let’s pilfer them whilst we are here. That’s right. We stole grapes. It was on a property where no one is currently living. That would be our justification anyways. Just a little detour from our mission at hand. 


Then Britt’s friend, Logan called. (He was one of the former appropriate people mentioned earlier to be called.) Yes, he was in town, Yes, his parents motor boat was still in the water. Yes, he could help us. Yay! A solution and a free one at that. Although, I would like to interject here that my gutt was screaming at me to take the 70 dollar option. It was a done deal. An easy out. But we never take the easy out. Oh no.


And so we met Logan, who just happened to be bringing his own sailboat back from Port Townsend. We met him at the Marina and all traveled back to his parents place. 


Meanwhile the clock is ticking. It’s getting later and later. I’m getting a little worried.


Finally, after a bit of dilly dallying about, does the boat have enough gas even, yada yada yada, he rows us out to motor boat. This would be Logan. Rowing.

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We arrive at the motor boat, put the gas in her, and are prepared to zoom off into the sunset to the rescue when…….. nothing. It won’t start. Balls. All that and it won’t start. Very anticlimactic. 

And now it’s 5 o’clock. Double balls.


I quickly get on the phone and call our 70 dollar option back. Thank god I caught him. He was leaving, but would turn around and meet us back at the marina. Bless this man. We drive like bats out of hell to meet him. He takes us to our little Pea, so peacefully waiting for her saviors.

He tows us back.

My view on the trip back…..

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It certainly was a lovely day to be out on the water, no matter what the circumstances were. Simply lovely. 


We were able to get her safely docked at the Marina and were pleased as punch with the way everything worked out. Thanks to Bill.


And so after this long winded story, what lessons have we learned??

1. The cheap way is not always the best way.

2. Do not neglect The Pea. She doesn’t like it when you do.

3. There’s no problem the Golly Girls can’t work themselves through. 




The Golly Sisters Strike Again! September 20, 2009

“It was the Golly sisters’ first show.

They peeped around the curtain. 

Men and women were there.

 Children were there.

Even dogs were there. 

“Oh, am I ready!” said May-May. “You open the curtain and I will go first. 

“I want to go first,” said Rose. 

“You got to wear the blue dress, so I get to go first,” said May-May.

“I got to wear the blue dress because you look funny in blue,” said Rose.

“Who says I look funny in blue?” asked May-May.

“Everybody!” said Rose.

“I knew it,” said May-May. “You cannot think of one person.”

“I can.”



“Then who?”

“Hmmm, let me think,” said Rose.

“See! There is not one person. Admit it! Admit it! Admit it!” cried May-May.

“All right, I admit it,” said Rose. ” We will both go first. We will sing and dance together.”

– Excerpt from an “I Can Read” book, “The Golly Sisters Go West “



This time it was our second show. But we did the singing and dancing all day. Although neither one of us wore blue. Yes, the Golly Sisters had another gig. And man, was it a long one! 12 hours long to be exact.

The Menu:

Butternut Squash Bisque with  Lavender Cider Cream

Artisan Rolls

Organic Mixed Green Salad with Blue Cheese, Walnuts, and a Pear Vinaigrette

Beef, Chicken and Veggie Skewers

The occasion: A wedding reception for 120


Miss Rose Golly in the kitchen:

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Miss May-May Golly, right after she exclaimed “I’m on a roll!!” which then prompted snickers and snorts from Rose:

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The little beauties, patiently “resting”, awaiting their turn in the hot hot oven…

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Pots and pots of Butternut Squash Bisque, waiting to be dished up for their grand entrance at the party!

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Mmmmmm………. nothing like a pot of gold.

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I have to tell you, however. We had a bit of an “incident” during the preparation of this wonderful soup. Miss Rose was peeling the butternut squash and I was cutting it into tiny cookable pieces…. when suddenly she discovered that something rather odd was happening to her hand, her left hand that was holding the squash. It was getting very dry and tight and all of a sudden all the skin of her palm started to peel off!!!! Oh dear! What in the name of all that is holy was happening?!?!?! We were befuddled by the whole thing. It was as if she had a chemical burn. We chalked it up to an allergic reaction, scrubbed the rest of her skin off with a wash rag, applied some lotion, threw on a glove,  did some yoga breathing, and carried on. Later that night, lil’ Miss Rose looked it up on the nifty internet and discovered that this happens often and that you should never peel a butternut squash with a peeler as it releases something not nice in the peel which has a wretched reaction to your skin! Who would have known that! We sure didn’t!! But now you do, so beware. Butternut squash can be tricky and dangerous when handled improperly. 


Carrying on……

Miss May-May, attempting her hand at the grilling of the skewers she just skewered for an hour and which gave her a dozen splinters. She showed them, although not  very confidently, I must admit. 

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I am not a confident griller, but I am a happy one!

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Ta da! The end result:

The chaffing dishes we didn’t really know how to use, full of yummy meaty skewers.

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Cups of Butternut Bisque, garnished with the Lavender Cream and Chives, awaiting the hungry guests. 

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Over 100 Artisan Rolls made by the Bread Queen herself, yours truly.

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Yummy yummy salad, tart and crisp and fresh!

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What I don’t have pictures of:

Miss Rose’s peeling flesh,

the kitchen looking like World War III had come and gone,

2 Miss Gollys and 2 food processors blending soup simultaneously like there was no tomorrow,

the Miss Gollys washing 100 dishes, 100 cups and silverware BY HAND,  

the yoga breathing,

the Miss Gollys reclaiming the kitchen from World War III and making it look like a kitchen again.

Phew! What a day! We still marvel at how we can do it and have everything come together on time. We have no idea how that happens. It’s not like we sit down beforehand and say “okay, bread will take an hour, soup take 2 hours, etc. etc.”. We just get there, look at each other, and yell “Go!”. And then the song and dance begins.

Thank god it was successful!


What Lazy Days are Good For….. December 18, 2008

Lazy days are good for:

Admiring a friend’s lovely tree…..






I didn’t want to stop looking…. I couldn’t stop looking…..



Lazy days are for:

Stopping by your favorite bakery on the island….




And then your favorite yarn shop……. 



All the pretty pretty colors…… *sighs*…..




Lazy days are for:

Tea parties…..







And Knitting Circles…..



For making funny “I’m really concentrating here” faces….



Lazy days are also good for:

Enjoying the snow that has blessed our eyes……




And getting to know sewing machines that have been sitting in our closet unused for 5 years! Mom bought this for me at a garage sale. Haven’t used it till now.



I would like to thank the sewers in my life, Miss Cindy and Miz’ Nola, that have recently inspired me to take up the needle once more, after 20 years.  I sat down today, opened it up, messed around for a few minutes, and then viola! I was sewing prezzies with it! I was a happy, happy little girl.



Pray tell, how do you like to spend your lazy days????


May-May’s Monday Money-saving Minute October 27, 2008

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“Books to the ceiling,

books to the sky,

my pile of books is a mile high.

How I love them! How I need them!

I’ll have a long beard by the time I read them.” -Arnold Lobel



I love books. I love the feel of the covers underneath my fingertips and the feel of the pages as I flip through them. I love the smell of books. And yes, I am one who judges a book by it’s cover. Unfortunately not always do the covers tell the correct story. Anyways. I have books that I can read over and over and over again. Like this book:

Read it 5 times already, I have. And then there’s this one:

Read it twice actually. These are a few of the books that shall always and forever grace the shelves of my library. But then there are the other books. The ones where the covers, both front and back, misguided me. Books that I didn’t really care for. Rubish, some of them in fact. What does one do with such books?? Give them to Goodwill, I suppose. That seems charitable enough.


In the vain of saving money for myself however, I came up with the most brilliant solution! (If I do say so myself.) I concluded that there MUST be an online place where you could SWAP such books. Get rid of books you no longer wish to have cluttering up your bookshelves for books that are cluttering up someone else’s bookshelves. What’s that old saying? What is one man’s rubish is another chap’s treasure! And so I am thrilled to present you with my recent discovery.


Post books you no longer want and for every book you send out, you can choose another from a list of books from others. All you pay for is the shipping, which let’s face it, is probably no more than a few bucks. Brilliant. I usually like to get my books used anyways. I frequent places like www.half.com or my local used book seller. Which methods I will still obviously use of course. But yet this kills two birds with one stone. Get rid of the books I don’t want. Get the books I do want. *happy sigh*

Another website of similar nature is this one:



However, if you are one who doesn’t really care for dealing with the Post Office, you could choose to use this site:


You pay $4.49 and they provide the shipping! No heading off to the Post Office. They even have their own theme song that was written for them by who, I assume, is a rather happy customer. *giggle* I’m not joking. They really do have a theme song. Listen to it here. Scroll down to the section that’s entitled “secret sauce.” 

Anyways, there you have it! Which one am I going to use? I don’t know yet. I have been perusing the websites and comparing them against one another. Haven’t quite decided yet, but you’ll be sure to know when I have! All I know is I’ve given up on making the Barnes and Noble owners any more richer than they already are.

In the meantime, read on, my friends, read on! 



Last Days of Sunshine September 24, 2008


“If a man insisted always on being serious, and never allowed himself a bit of fun and relaxation, he would go mad or become unstable without knowing it.” -Herodotus



I do believe summer is over, but by golly, I am enjoying the last little bit of sunshine it left behind in it’s wake.

How else have I celebrated? Well, I’ll tell ya’ll. I went camping in Kansas. Yes-siree-bob, I did. What do they have in Kansas, you ask? Well, I’ll tell ya’ll. They have……….

well now they have new aunties named Chris (she is Vic’s auntie, but I have adopted her as my own)……


….and they have fun contraptions, like four wheelers….


Kansas has real good spellers..


….. and fun critters too!

(Yes, you are seeing correct. That would be a tarantula.) 


There are wide open plains as far as the eye can see…..


So there story goes, all the women in Vic’s family go camping in Kansas all together every year. And this was the first year she was going to be able to go. And I got to go with her! Yay! Her momma was real surprised. It was a secret that she was going to be there.


Our campground was comfy……


and there were new friends to be made….


Kisses for Faithypooh……


We went to the local cemetary….

to check on the Grandpa…..


and his birdhouse.


We enjoyed amazing sunsets…..


….. and nights by the fire.


If you’re going to Kansas, don’t forget your “do-rag” for yer head. 


I have to say, I found the scenery rather pleasant….



The thing I enjoyed the most about Kansas? The people!! I loved this little lady.


All the LeValleys, plus a few adoptees……..


I had a lovely time camping in Kansas, yes I did. It was fun. It was relaxing. There’s nothing like coming home though.


How have you celebrated the last days of summer???






A Golly Girl’s Guide to Frugality September 12, 2008

“Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure nineteen six, result happiness. Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure twenty pound ought and six, result misery.”  

– Charles Dickens




So, in a previous life (aka, life before Daniel), I was very much the later of the quote above. Always in the RED. Always living beyond my means. Always in a hole. I had no concept of fiscal responsibility. I blame my birth father, he’s exactly the same and passed on all his bad money genes to me, the bastard. No, really, it’s true. My adoptive parents are the most amazing people with money. They owe nothing, they own everything outright and always have my entire life. So where on earth did MY sense, or rather lack thereof, come from??? Nature won over nurture here, folks. Yes, you can inherit fiscal irresponsibility. I’m telling you, it’s true. Anyways, enough of the reason WHY I’m like this. I just am. I’m come to terms with it. Unfortunately, my previous two husbands were the exact same as me when it came to money, so you can imagine the state I’ve been in financially most of my adult life. Yeah. But now, life has changed for me. For the better. I met Daniel. I fell in mad crazy love with Daniel. I moved in with Daniel. I let Daniel take over the money. And now, I find that, even though I am making less than I was when I worked for Starbucks (Although not much less, mind you), I have more. I am almost completely out of debt. I come home from work, hold out my tips to him, and say “here you go, sweetie!” Never thought I would see the day I would do that. But I have come to except the ever so apparant fact that he is good with money. I am NOT. Although I do hear things like, “okay, we have to tighten the belt now for a little while.” That’s his favorite saying. And even though I grumble and moan a bit, (sometimes a girl has to put up a bit of a fuss, you know) I know he knows best. And so I cinch that belt to it’s last loop. And now I would like to share some of my “belt cinching” tricks of the trade. For your enjoyment and utter amusement, of course.


#1: How to eat healthy and deliciously for cheap.

Before Daniel, I might have gone out to breakfast at a local restaurant. (Eggs, bacon, and hashbrowns are my favorite.) Or I would have had a cup of coffee and a breakfast sandwich from Starbucks. Not any more. This is what I find myself craving every morning now.


A good ol’ bowl of oatmeal, complete with raisins and cinnamon. Saving money AND improving my cholesterol. What more could you want?? You can purchase a pound of this delicious and healthy stuff in bulk for $1.29, for the organic. Non organic is even cheaper. That’s a stagering amount of money I am now saving in just my breakfast alone. 

Breakfast at a restaurant or Starbucks: $6-$12

Breakfast at Cafe’ Faithypooh: 50 cents, roughly

Well done, me.

For lunch or a snack? Again, I used to frequent the occasional drive-thru. Or go out to eat. Again, spendy and NOT good for you. And now?


Good ol’ rice and beans. I have been watching Miss Rose Golly eat this for years. And only recently have I discovered why. Its cheap and its delicious. You have to cook the black beans with garlic, onion, cumin, and oregano to make them oober yummy. I add garlic and spices to my brown rice as well. The price of beans in bulk? $1.25 a pound. Rice? $1.30 a pound. Estimated price of one serving? Mere pennies. Tasty AND good for you!


In addition to shopping in bulk at Fred Meyers, I love to shop here.

True, it’s in Gig Harbor, which is a 20 minute drive from my house. But I have calculated what I save in the price and quality of produce and it’s a better deal in my mind. Not to mention they offer a vast array of local produce, which I am all about! Now previously, I found myself with a bit of a dilemma. I would buy groceries and produce for the week, but I would find that we could not eat it quickly enough and some of it would spoil and would have to be tossed out. Breaks my heart every time. Not to mention it’s such a waste of money! Never fear! I have found a solution. One that I would recommend to any and all. What would that be, you ask? Well, I’ll tell ya.



My new favorite discovery in the world of frugality and minimum waste! These green bags will save you spoiled produce and money. They really do work! I find that I can prolong my produce from lasting only 5 days or so to several weeks. Rarely do I have to throw things away. I cannot even begin to calculate how much money these little baggies have saved me. Curious about how they work? Check it out HERE. However, do not purchase them on-line They have them at Wal Mart for $9.95. You save the $6.95 shipping and handling. A box goes a long way. They are reusable. Go out tomorrow and purchase some. You’ll thank me later. 😉


#2: How to get good exercise on a budget…..


Can’t afford the $19.95 a month for the gym membership? Or perhaps you have a gym phobia like me? (I have panic attacks. Don’t ask. I couldn’t tell you.) Take that $19.95 and invest in one of these!


Thanks to the lovely and delightful Victorea, I was introduced to this means of exercise. The health benefits are staggering really. The rebounding motion stimulates all internal organs, moves the cerebral-spinal fluid, aqueous fluid within the eyes (many people claim improved eyesight), and does wonders for the intestines. Many immune cells such as T-lymphocytes and macrophages are self-propelled by amebic action. These cells contain molecules identical to those in muscle tissue. All cells in the body become stronger in response to the increased G force during rebounding, and this cellular exercise results in the self-propelled immune cells being up to 5 times more active. The job description of these cells includes eating viruses, bacteria and even cancer cells, so it is good that they be active. This exercise directly strengthens the immune system. Make sure you drink lots of water when doing this kind of exercise. I like to pair jumping on my re-bounder while watching this show, on loan from Miss Cindy.


Its a hilarious British show about a couple who quit their jobs and try to live off their own self sufficiency in urban London. I figure jumping on the trampoline and laughing my ass off at the same time has to be good for my “core”.


Have you perhaps seen this in your local grocery store?

It’s all the craze now. All these health-food-organic nuts purchase it. Being quite the health-food-organic-on-a-budget nut that I am, I bypass the commercialism and make my own! It’s more delicious, in my opinion. The process?

Take a pot and fill it with 4 quarts water. Boil.


Remove from heat after a nice rolling boil has been achieved and add 8 bags of tea.


I like to use green tea, as well as some ginger for yummyness and good-for-you properties. Make sure it’s organic! 


Add 1 cup sugar.


Let this tea concoction sit until it cools to room temperature. Once cool, take your Kombucha “mushroom” (which really isn’t a mushroom at all, its a lichen) and pour the tea mixture into the jar with the mushroom. Cover the top with a coffee filter, date, and place in a warm area for 7-10 days. 

Once the tea has fermented to your liking (I would recommend tasting it after 7 days and going from there), bottle it in bottles with attached corks preferably.  I like to use old Grolsch bottles. They work the best. The health benefits? Detoxification, boosting metabolism, assisting digestion and even curing cancer. Advocates believe that Kombucha works by assisting the liver’s ability to detoxify the body. Curious? Interested in learning more? Click HERE for more information. As a word of caution, however, if you are a person that is of a “toxic” nature, you can only drink 1/2 cup a day to start out. Otherwise it can detoxify you too quickly and make you sick. I will tell you though, since I have started drinking this, I have not gotten sick at all. Even when everyone around me is getting all the cold and flu bugs, my immune system is resilient. I’m telling you, it’s because of this beverage. I swear by it. 


So as you can see, I am a changed woman. With a new outlook on life. Am I happy? Am I healthy? Well, you be the judge.


“A picture speaks a thousand words.”