By Sheri Hopkins, Lifestyle Contributor
Hello everyone! Well, I made it to Branson and back with my grandchildren, the three E’s: Ethan, Evan, and Ella. We had a grand ole time and this Nana was wore smooth out. I told them we broke the record for taking the longest to get to Branson. We made a half dozen stops and I thought we were never going to get there.
Now, y’all know how I always tell y’all crazy things happen to us Wags. Well, this trip did not disappoint. I was just glad I didn’t fall, that has happened before. The kids dropped me off at the Belk store at the end of the Landing so I could shop while they went somewhere else. I knew I had a lot of time to kill, so I am just looking around at everything. Pretty jewelry always catches my eye. I saw some boxed costume jewelry, so like a kid in a candy store, I go over to check it out. Keep in mind, I have ridden in a car for hours and I am swollen. They have these boxed rings and I wanted to try them on. I usually wear a 7 or 8, so I find this pretty one in a size 8 and I decided to try it on. It is connected to the box, so people won’t steal them. I slid it on and admired how pretty it looked. When I went to take it off, you guessed it, it was stuck on my finger. When I say stuck, I mean it will not budge. I wish I could have seen the video footage of this. I mean my finger is bright red and turning blue. I literally go into a panic attack. It will not come off and no amount of turning, twisting or tugging will move it. I have no lotion of me, and I can’t take it in the bathroom, they would think I was stealing it. I am seriously about to have a meltdown. I tried one last time before I go to look for a store manager and I was able to get it off. My finger is bleeding and bruised. It hurt me for three days after that. I was afraid to wear my own ring on that finger. It made me have anxiety.
The next thing that happened was, I was in this store trying on clothes in a dressing room and I just slung my sandals off because they didn’t have a back on them and low and behold it went under the dressing room next to me. I bet the lady next to me thought what kind of albatross person has a foot that big?! I stretched my foot as far as I could and retrieved it, whew! That was a close one. I would have walked all over Branson Landing with one shoe on and one shoe off.
There won’t be any more vacation stories till I go to North Carolina next month and I am taking a journal to keep track of all our shenanigans. Mt. Airy, North Carolina hasn’t met the likes of me.
This week’s recipe is a lemon dump cake. I love lemon. If I have some repeat recipes or stories, it is because I have some new readers. Welcome to all my new readers and thank you to all my trusty readers that’s been here since the beginning.
LEMON DUMP CAKE
2 21 oz. cans of lemon pie filling
1 box of yellow cake mix (I would use lemon for more lemon flavor)
1 8 oz cream cheese (cubed)
1 1/2 sticks of butter sliced
Preheat oven to 350 degrees and spray a 9×13 baking dish with nonstick spray. Pour two cans of lemon pie filling into the prepared dish. Place the cream cheese cubes in a single layer over the top of the lemon pie filling. Evenly spread the dry cake mix over the top of the cream cheese and press it down firmly. Arrange the sliced butter on top of the cake mix (I am going to add some of while chocolate chips on top) and bake in a preheated oven for 50-60 minutes or until the top is golden brown and bubbly. Let it set a few minutes and serve with vanilla ice cream or Cool Whip.
