Saturday, July 19, 2008

Word Power

Overhearing an announcer on MSNBC use the word kerfuffle, I grabbed the dictionary. Being it's of the pocket variety, I couldn't locate the word in question. What a cool word I thought. I was on the web so I Googled the word.
Kerfuffle: disorder, uproar or confusion

I got to thinking about all the texting that is so popular now and how far from removed from the basics we have become.

Don't get me wrong. Technology is great. I LOVE word check! But when we as a society can't communicate because everyone has their own "language", who loses?
In the age of GPS, are we raising a generation that won't be able to read a map?
I wonder.

I remember as a kid one of my mothers favorite phrases.......Get the dictionary. Now my kid is suffering the same feelings as I tell him, get the dictionary!
Being the parent can be fun don't you agree?

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Another great recipe from George Ewing. I came across it while reading The Sweet Potato Queens' Big Ass Cookbook and Financial Planner. This ones right up my alley. No measuring!

I have an anxiety disorder. When it comes to anything to do with numbers (especially fractions) I start to sweat.
I specifically remember my Boompa (math wizard extraordinaire) sitting me down at the kitchen table when I was young to "help" me with my math. A box of Kleenex, a couple chewed up pencils with erasers rubbed down to the nub and tear stained paper. I survived. God Bless him, I suppose he meant well but I have carried this fear of numbers all through my youth, into adulthood.
So, when I saw this recipe I knew it was one I could use my God given creative abilities to whip up something yummy for me and Timmy. My chance to shine! I hope it will be yours too.

This is what you will need according to George

can opener
really big pan

Open everything in the pantry and refrigerator. Cook according to package directions. Mix well. Chill overnight. Serves a lot.

I catch Tim many times gazing at me out in the kitchen with a look of love in his eyes (I tell myself it's love and not fear) while I concoct something for chow. That's me. The Concoction Queen. Bless his heart, he does eat anything I put down in front of him. We all should have a man in our life who treats us like the precious gems we are.

Concoct: adj. invent, devise, think up, formulate, hatch, dream up.

Saturday, July 12, 2008


Well, here we are. Timmy and me. Prepared for our first annual smokin yard party.
Armed with his pokin stick and a smoker , me right there beside him. One can only imagine the joy he must have been experiencing at this particular moment in his life!
Larry, Bill and him set up and played some music. Set up the horseshoes (which the women were at a definite disadvantage as I see it). Set out the food, and have at it!
It truly can't get any better than this! Good food, friends and The Fourth of July. Posted by Picasa