tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37262164939034960492024-03-14T02:19:38.413-07:00The GrindhouseWelcome to the Grindhouse, a delving journey into my twisted mind which can be frightening for some, fun for others. Here you will find everything from recipes to book and movie reviews, and more. Read at your own risk.Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.comBlogger95125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-59277319593240625882009-08-22T01:12:00.000-07:002009-08-23T01:17:29.652-07:00What a movie!!!!If you have the opportunity this weekend, you should seriously consider seeing Inglorious Basterds!!!!! I highly recommend this movie, if you do not like Quentin Tarantino flicks, don't bother. However, if you're a huge Tarantino fan, such as I myself, run as fast as you can to see this movie. It has it all!!!!!!!!!!Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-100478520907160042009-08-21T01:00:00.000-07:002009-08-23T01:16:54.437-07:00Wow!!I have been so excited all week because I had the opportunity to meet one of my favorite authors!!!!!! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Sherrilyn</span> Kenyon was at the Barnes &Noble in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Collierville</span> last Saturday. Joey was kind enough to take off from work the evening before to ensure that we arrived early enough to get our tickets when the store opened. There were so many people outside waiting, and we managed to be number two and three in line. Meeting her has brought me more enjoyment from her books than before. I was almost frightened to meet her, thinking that maybe appearances were deceiving. I was never so happy to be wrong in my life!!!!!!!<br /><br />She is so down to earth, kind, and incredibly passionate about her books. She actually answered a question of mine, and then while autographing the books I had brought my camera died, and she was sweet enough to take a picture with me with her camera and post it on her <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">myspace</span><br /><br />Now, I despise romance books with a passion, however I have found myself delving deeper and deeper into the "Paranormal" romance section for a while now. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Sherrilyn</span> Kenyon is by far one of the best authors I have ever had the pleasure of reading. Her characters are so compelling, that you find yourself drawn into every book. And ready to begin another book as soon as you finish one.Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-85013541678170334712009-08-13T02:20:00.000-07:002009-08-14T00:33:40.640-07:00This is so funny!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjchV9Xii4-eW88BGAbFmA792enWlaRkteD2sn2ZBF7WPEUEjiVF42DBvvQQsND4VPlcAL9iU_0HsPGKR4RrJ7RYZysMlTSee7wHXq1YtkgiU7UF5mPtiauBPKX1Ozs3kxCCaIExhU5D5E/s1600-h/imgmag047.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369718654584930194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjchV9Xii4-eW88BGAbFmA792enWlaRkteD2sn2ZBF7WPEUEjiVF42DBvvQQsND4VPlcAL9iU_0HsPGKR4RrJ7RYZysMlTSee7wHXq1YtkgiU7UF5mPtiauBPKX1Ozs3kxCCaIExhU5D5E/s200/imgmag047.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I completely forgot about this picture until I was cleaning house and found it the other day, I really shouldn't be sharing this because it is embarrassing.......<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">LOL</span></div><br /><p><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">True</span>, I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">was</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">only</span> 8 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">or</span> 9, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">and</span> I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">had</span> no <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">clue</span> I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">would</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">become</span> a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">vegetarian</span>... </p><p> </p><p> </p>Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-47633836939839912652009-08-09T23:55:00.000-07:002009-08-09T23:58:28.675-07:00WOWIt has been a chaotic couple of months, and I have found myself either not in the mood to write due to strange circumstances or running around like a crazy person. We had a death in the family(one of Joey's uncles.RIP), a sick dog, and all sorts of other drama which I will not go into. Be looking for new posts soon!!Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-50925225631005995922009-05-10T14:40:00.000-07:002009-05-12T01:18:59.019-07:00Will it ever stop raining?It feels as if it has been raining <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">forever</span>!!! I am going to go insane if it doesn't let up soon. So the strawberry pie did not work out at all. In fact all of the cornstarch that was used to thicken the mixture settled to the bottom of the Graham cracker pie crust. UGH!! I will definitely be tinkering with that recipe.<br /><br />So last Tuesday in the midst of a slight reprieve from the rain, joey and I went to the zoo. He had free passes and we thought what the hell??? Now I know as a vegetarian I should be opposed to animals in captivity. But I do love going to the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Memphis</span> zoo. Compared to how bad the living conditions used to be-they have come a long way. When I was a child all of the animals lived surrounded by concrete walls and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">looked</span> absolutely miserable. And some of them still do not have the best living arrangements, but they are slowly redoing the entire place. And I have to confess that I find something so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">calming</span> in watching the Polar bears <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">since</span> they have updated their living <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">conditions</span>. Something about being able to stand so close as they swim by is very soothing to the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">soul</span>. They are so beautiful. However I would recommend that you don't go on Tennessee day, where all Tennessee residents get in for free after one in the afternoon. The place was packed!!<br /><br />I have pictures, but left my camera at my mother in laws w when I was showing her the pictures of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">grandogs</span>(<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">lol</span>). I hope all of the mothers out <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">there</span> had a great day todayBrad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-43467990130015714402009-05-02T22:43:00.000-07:002009-05-02T23:06:36.830-07:00With a sigh of relief.......Hopefully things can slowly start to return to normal, oh, wait! I'm not normal, so how can things ever be normal? Anyhow. She returned home late Thursday afternoon, amidst much drama and small panic attack(she does suffer from those rather frequently these days.)<br /><br />I have several pictures to post later this week, having been unable to get in the kitchen for several days I was going crazy! So when the opportunity arose I kinda went crazy playing around with some recipes. <br /><br />I have had a lifelong affinity for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">muffaletta</span> sandwiches mainly due to the olive salad. And have been trying to find a good recipe to make my own with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Portobello</span> mushrooms rather than the meat that normally graces these delectable delicatessen delights. I found a recipe that I like, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">but</span> it's a little too <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">soupy</span> for my taste. Once I get to a good texture I will share pictures and the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">recipe</span>.<br /><br />I'm also working on a strawberry pie recipe that closely resembles <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Shoney's</span> strawberry pie but without the gelatin. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Several</span> recipes have called for seven-up, so I might try that. I also have to substitute something for the red food coloring. I am thinking maybe a couple of drops of beet juice might do the trick. And, I have a cookie recipe that were supposed to be key lime cookies, but I changed mine to lemon, and they will be so easy to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">veganize</span>! ! The only non-vegan ingredient is butter, if I had had some earth balance in the refrigerator I would've made it completely vegan.Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-80892146599035477562009-04-30T00:44:00.000-07:002009-04-30T00:49:27.012-07:00SorrySorry guys, I did not fall off of the earth. My mother in law has been in the hospital since last Thursday and I have not had the time to write at all. I should however have some new <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">posts</span> soon as it <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">appears</span> she <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">will</span> hopefully be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">released</span> tomorrow hopefully.Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-44078191952861385022009-04-19T23:02:00.001-07:002009-04-19T23:13:52.455-07:00Pics<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglbtl_ZIrnt1AdHBE8iRhNR4gLf04SBB-MeBfntg6rRlpMwoUlrW6vLtFbwhg_cBR5Bfe5eUHO-xsY47440hp-aVhEzzfPrVrlMxwLoYkrPIP-piBPFyU7VB9ucJnLwbUM_GBV38ouEks/s1600-h/Rolls.jpg"></a><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSwIylkTyMrllwBlBd8y7X4dJ9IMtPYRE_FPCI7jQrjjZv20Rjf6h-0034TH-6VKwaObtuvTW35tEOiqEF7EuD_4q1zBqipdmn-qYXxoN5M7WQHahkJss3ZR086mkNE3atU8LPhUXbNOs/s1600-h/Strawberry+cake.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326650445336231986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSwIylkTyMrllwBlBd8y7X4dJ9IMtPYRE_FPCI7jQrjjZv20Rjf6h-0034TH-6VKwaObtuvTW35tEOiqEF7EuD_4q1zBqipdmn-qYXxoN5M7WQHahkJss3ZR086mkNE3atU8LPhUXbNOs/s200/Strawberry+cake.jpg" border="0" /></a> Pictured above is the strawberry cake that I prepared, and yes I am quite aware that looks as if some of the icing swirls are sliding off, but I assure you that my icing was really thick, creamy, and damn tasty.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb3ZDBgKZBfk-A1dwPSFLKcrtRBBSIq_7_Bu5dE0J_VNLcDojTzZeC4jTluX8CC4ka4Rhc5RZgKvaPlrZZohoG3NNdI33hA-UOZaQF1DZnJB6kYIOXIUjhBMvQTu517qE3CAQ2glQb3pE/s1600-h/Lemon+ice+box+pie.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326650438072943042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb3ZDBgKZBfk-A1dwPSFLKcrtRBBSIq_7_Bu5dE0J_VNLcDojTzZeC4jTluX8CC4ka4Rhc5RZgKvaPlrZZohoG3NNdI33hA-UOZaQF1DZnJB6kYIOXIUjhBMvQTu517qE3CAQ2glQb3pE/s200/Lemon+ice+box+pie.jpg" border="0" /></a> The other picture in the lemon ice box pie that I mentioned earlier in the week. To tell the truth I actually have another one of these sitting in my refrigerator right now, I wanted to tweak the <div><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">recipe</span> and see if I couldn't make it a little tangier. It was just a little too sweet for my personal preference. You can find the original recipe at the following link <a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Easy-Lemon-Pie/Detail.aspx">http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Easy-Lemon-Pie/Detail.aspx</a></div><div> </div><div>I highly recommend this recipe if you're looking for good lemon pie, and I do apologize for the horrible crumbling of the Graham cracker pie crust. L O L</div></div></div>Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-44091220304385475312009-04-17T23:48:00.000-07:002009-04-18T15:11:10.391-07:00EasterSo for this Easter holiday, I was in charge of cooking a meal for the family. I decided upon Turkey, dressing, deviled eggs, mashed potatoes, green beans, black-eyed peas, homemade yeast rolls, strawberry cake, and lemon ice box pie.<br /><br />Ambitious, yes!!!! Doable, yes!! Successful, yes!!!! I know that this sounds more like a thanksgiving menu but due to dietary restrictions I had to switch things up. I am all about making everything from scratch until it comes to my mother-in-law, and with all the medications she is currently taking, I have to be extremely careful with what I fix.<br /><br />Everything on my menu was completely homemade save for the strawberry cake. I really despised having to use a cake mix, however she was concerned that a homemade cake might upset her stomach due to the seeds from strawberries. If it was a cake mix, I was informed that the seeds would not affect her. So as much as I despised having red food coloring and bleached enriched flour in a box mix, I've made it as requested. I made the icing from scratch, a yummy butter cream.<br /><br />I have to post the pictures and the recipe link for the lemon ice box pie. This was the best recipe I have ever used in my life. I followed the recipe without the meringue(I hate that stuff), and instead made a homemade whipped cream with the addition of lemon zest for that extra tang. I should have made more than one considering how quickly this went. I am looking forward to trying this recipe with a key lime juice instead of lemon.<br /><br />I also found a really good yeast roll <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">recipe that </span>I will pass along later this week along with the photos.Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-37843886453780158442009-04-16T23:34:00.000-07:002009-04-16T23:45:07.079-07:00Ughhhhhh.<strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Sorry for not having any of the Easter pics up yet. My camera is in the process of recharging and I cannot access my photos right now. Needless to say I worried over nothing in regards to my own cooking skills. Besides having to reheat everything it was a good meal. And my desserts kicked ass!!!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em></strong><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Now on to the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ughhh</span>! Having fan of special K cereals, I was searching everywhere for special K <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">chocolaty</span> delight. Boy, was I ever <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">disappointed</span>. The cereal <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">itself</span> is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">just</span> special K cereal with nasty, waxy, gummy tasting chocolate. All of the chocolate sinks to the bottom of the bowl, and to be quite honest just tasted like shit. It was the type of chocolate I think. I do not recommend this at all.</em></strong></span>Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-21053708062965311212009-04-12T00:48:00.000-07:002009-04-12T00:54:37.985-07:00Happy Easter!!<span style="color:#006600;">Happy Easter Everyone!!! While I do not buy in to the commercialism of baskets filled with goodies, I do remember and appreciate the true reason for Easter, and thank God daily for the gift of salvation.</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">I will be preparing the meal for the first time(why did I suddenly hear alarms in my head??) and will attempt to get some decent pics. </span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"></span>Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-37718863523849563222009-04-10T01:50:00.000-07:002009-04-10T23:53:58.757-07:00My Clock Must Be Broken<em><span style="color:#3333ff;">The biological one I mean. I have grown weary of people asking when I am going to have kids or even how old my kids are(I hate assumptions). Not everyone was put on this earth to procreate. Joey and I have never wanted kids, ever. I don't want to have to find a babysitter anytime I want to go out, I don't want to hear kids screaming, I want to eat where I want too, not where the kids do, and I know that I can't handle a kid due to my own physical limitations, so why should society pressure me to have a child? So I can be like everyone else? Not me!!!</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">In the old days, a woman's worth was seemingly measured by how good of a mother and wife she was. Fully devoting her life to her husband and children, keeping her desires to herself to instead fulfill what society told her she had to do. Women were raised to believe this was the only life she could lead. True, some women truly enjoyed their roles as wife and mother, but others didn't. </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Thank God for Women's lib!! I would have gladly burned my bra! We have come so far in so many ways as women, achieving equality among a society that prior to the Women's lib movement was based solely upon men being the providers. Not saying that things are completely even now.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">My point is that I understand that as women we have the right to bear children(and arms....lol), and more power to you if you are a mother and enjoy it. But must I be hassled about not wanting them for myself? If one more person tells me I don't understand because I don't have kids, I might scream!!! I don't want to hear about how bad your kid is, because honestly I don't care. And by the way, if you cannot control your kids in public, please leave them at home.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">I'm not trying to come off as a bitch, and kudos to all of you wonderful women who have kids and love them!! But if I don't harass you about having children, must you harass me about not having any?</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">And to be honest, I would be scared shitless of having a child in today's society. Everyday on the news it's another child missing, and it breaks my heart to think of the pain that these families are suffering. I couldn't endure that. So I think I will stick with my adorable fur babies and enjoy the fact that they actually listen when I say sit down and be quiet.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Am I the only one who feels this way?</span></em>Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-88960601298861525812009-03-29T23:48:00.000-07:002009-04-03T23:10:15.193-07:00What To Do?<em><span style="color:#ff0000;">I have an extreme case of Arachnophobia, stemming from a frightening overnight trip to the ER at the tender young age of sixteen. I awoke around two AM with a horrible stomach ache, decided to take a bath and blacked out. Thankfully the noise had awoken my mother, who pulled me up out of the tub and brought me too. </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">To make a long story short, I had to have a shot of epinephrine, because I couldn't breathe and was just ill and out of it. We tried to figure out what had caused the episode, until later that week I discovered a large spot on my leg. Turned out to be a brown recluse bite that had caused all of the drama. Ever since then I see a spider and freak out. </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">The weather was really warm this weekend and then dropped a good fifteen degrees. Which of course made the spiders want to fuck with me!! No kidding, I was cleaning the bathroom to look up and see a good sized brown spider right in front of my face, I run to wake Joey up to come save me, he came in, took care of it and returned to bed. I go about cleaning again, and screamed so loud my neighbors banged on the wall!! It was back!! The dogs are barking, i'm screaming, and the neighbors are knocking on the wall, and Joey sleeps right through this! I rouse him again to finish the job. Then............</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">I move on to the kitchen to find another one on my ceiling! I left this one alone till it was actually time for Joey to get up. Now, I know not all spiders are bad, and I know that they do a lot of good. And being a vegetarian I really feel bad killing bugs, but I just cannot see a spider without freaking out! Any suggestions?</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Thanks for the suggestions and understanding!! I don't think I have the balls for the catch and release method, but I am going to try to not scream anymore!! And hope for no more spiders!</span>Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-59431766122469219742009-03-27T00:01:00.000-07:002009-03-27T23:56:16.617-07:00I must say that due to all of my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">MIL's</span> health conditions, that it is nice how far medical technology has come. Back when she was a young woman, wife and mother they were not aware of how dangerous some of their daily habits were for their health. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">feel</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">so</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">bad</span> that <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">she</span> has <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">to</span> suffer the way <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">she</span> is, but <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">she</span> is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">one</span> tough <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">lady</span>.<br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Back</span> in the day <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">people</span> smoked on a daily basis going through God knows how many packs of cigarettes a week(or day in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">some</span> cases), vitamin supplements were heard of but not recommended, the food was cooked with real lard and real butter, and nobody knew about the damage that your kidney can receive due to excessive drinking. It is quite frightening to think about everything that we know now that they didn't.<br /><br /><br />I mean, after having five kids with no calcium her bones are completely <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">decalcified</span>, she has suffered numerous fractures and breaks, survived skin cancer and numerous <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">heart</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">attacks</span>. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">feel</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">saddened</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">that</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">her</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">generation</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">didn't</span> know what we do now.<br /><br /><br /><p><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">It</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">begs</span> the question of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">what</span> will <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">they</span> know by <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">the</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">time</span> our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">generation</span> is in our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">seventies</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">that</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">they</span> don't know yet? </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p><br /> </p>Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-37417234346511240162009-03-26T00:00:00.000-07:002009-03-28T15:39:50.976-07:00Do You Ever Stop and Think?<strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">About how much has changed in technological advances since you were a child? was a kid I remember having a Commodore 64(No, I am not that old, it was mid to late 80's) and I just remember playing some video game that was addictive. Cell phones were the size of footballs and were for the extremely well to do. You had your choice of either cassettes or cd's to listen to, and vcr's were "the thing to have". There was a short craze of laser disc's, which I know hardly anything about. And cameras, oh my God were they huge, I doubt that few people under the young age of 2o even know how to load film.</span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">We actually had to entertain ourselves rather than technology entertaining us. I was and still am a huge reader, looking forward to weekly trips to the library. I was also in the kitchen alot. I should have known that I would always enjoy cooking and baking. I was ambitious enough to be making cream puffs and fried apple pies by 11 or 12 years of age. (Hey I had a thing for sweets!) And I never left home without my portable cd player.</span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Hell, eleven years ago when I was first married, we had to go to my brother in law's to use the computer, I didn't have an e-mail account, and blogs where unheard of! </span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Now however I would lose my mind without my MP3 player, internet access and digital camera. Cell phonee, I don't live for, in fact mine is only for emergencies. DVD's are so much better than video tapes. </span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">So while I am enjoying some of the advances, doesn't it seem as if due to some of them we have opened ourselves to a whole new set of problems? With sexting(hate that term), and obssesive texting, okay so maybe it's just cell phones I have a problem with. There is nothing quite like having the guy standing next to you telling whomever he's on the phone with that he just came from the doctor's office with a bad case of strep throat, or the lady bitching at her husband for being drunk so early in the afternoon, or the people who are not paying attention while driving and cause numerous wrecks. </span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">I wouldn't trade the good just to be rid of the bad, just ask for peoplee to be more responsible for their own actions, instead of living in a society that passes the blame to anyone but themselves. </span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Anything anyone else remembers that have changed drastically?</span></em></strong>Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-40533690619628807012009-03-14T23:58:00.000-07:002009-03-15T00:15:30.658-07:00Foods I used to Hate!!!<em><span style="color:#ff0000;">I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">was</span> pondering the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">other</span> day <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">foods</span> I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">refused</span> to eat before becoming a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">vegetarian</span>, and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">was</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">surprised</span> at how much my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">tastes</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">have</span> changed. </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">1.Black Beans: <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Hated</span> the smell, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">taste</span> and texture! Though <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">some</span> of that hatred <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">could</span> stem <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">from</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">having</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">dumped</span> a whole <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">cambro</span> upon <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">myself</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">when</span> I was serving at Chili's. You think? Now however I adore them <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">and</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">eat</span> them <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">frequently</span>.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">2. Hummus: I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">just</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">thought</span> it looked <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">and</span> smelled funny, till I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">tasted</span> it and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">then</span> i<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">t</span> was another story.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">3. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">Bell</span> Peppers:<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">This</span> I cannot fathom!! I still <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">don't</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">know</span> where I began that hatred. Now I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">have</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">them</span> on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">hand</span> at <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">all</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">times</span>.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">4.Soy Milk: <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37">Let</span> me <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38">explain</span> that when I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39">was</span> a child, my mother had <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40">us</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41">using</span> soy milk and I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42">hated</span> it. Then again this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43">was</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44">during</span> the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45">late</span> 80's e<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46">arly</span> 90's before soy milk had been <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47">nearly</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48">perfected</span>.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Now I have <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49">realized</span> the error of my ways <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50">and</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51">enjoy</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52">all</span> of the above <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53">foods</span> on a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54">regular</span> basis. And continue <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55">too</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56">experiment</span>. I think becoming <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57">vegetarian</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58">expands</span> your mind <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59">and</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60">taste</span> buds as well. Anyone else have foods <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61">they</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62">hated</span> and now <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63">love</span>?</span></em>Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-9694303897658405872009-03-04T23:05:00.000-08:002009-03-04T23:07:55.406-08:00B+++<em>That would be my score for the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">scones</span>. While being tasty, I know I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">could</span> do a better <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">job</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">from</span> scratch. Not very much <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">kick</span> at all. I wanted more of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">spices</span> to shine through the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">pumpkin</span> taste. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Great</span> on texture <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">though</span>.</em>Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-2592744292576993892009-02-28T23:41:00.000-08:002009-03-01T00:22:18.555-08:00Scrumptious Scones<span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><em>I had finally began to quit the left-over from the cold coughing, while the weather was nice and warm, just to be surrounded by a thick blanket of snow. Though I am not complaining, it is so beautiful! And something we don't see so deep that often.</em></strong></span><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">I had purchased a bag of pumpkin scone mix at an extremely great price at World Market, during their going out of business sale. (Sniff-sniff, I LOVE that place)And thought that hot coffee and a scone sounded really good to awaken to tomorrow. I prefer everything from scratch, but still recovering, I didn't mind a mix so much.</span></em></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQgl3kIC-89JSF0sHf0VlzIY2WF_OUsk0Kw8FtU-xyEMvxZ5SBP9xFBoYTHjaQ8sWrrQBRSyS26uriFQFhEsc5hnIbUvWOjRLvnGUFpy3JcUZN-ts4LR1VpxBbjFxNZM1rO00fVRTM9VQ/s1600-h/mix.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308124599404379634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQgl3kIC-89JSF0sHf0VlzIY2WF_OUsk0Kw8FtU-xyEMvxZ5SBP9xFBoYTHjaQ8sWrrQBRSyS26uriFQFhEsc5hnIbUvWOjRLvnGUFpy3JcUZN-ts4LR1VpxBbjFxNZM1rO00fVRTM9VQ/s200/mix.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">I absolutely adore crystallized ginger and add it to almost anything dessert wise, or those in which ginger is a great complement. And yes I confess, I hate to just make a dull mix. I always have to add my own touches. So I diced up about 3 TBS. and threw it in along with some fresh nutmeg.</span></em></strong><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimJOBntRfdnpm6dnI43YGZVQjPM6qDjKFCiXADO8MsdJrsEPh8PYI3qqpgewK9FkZTD5oYxet3hPZ74uyIBeFK262cZTMlcAb5qL_HUWp9YfBnaqPKvK-PlQR1PHG95RpE_M8W34gj_XQ/s1600-h/cg.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308124595790447058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimJOBntRfdnpm6dnI43YGZVQjPM6qDjKFCiXADO8MsdJrsEPh8PYI3qqpgewK9FkZTD5oYxet3hPZ74uyIBeFK262cZTMlcAb5qL_HUWp9YfBnaqPKvK-PlQR1PHG95RpE_M8W34gj_XQ/s200/cg.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Though it's not the neatest looking picture, below is the dough <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">pre</span>-cutting.</span></em></strong><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ4IwM-L8lVw67auY5ydZXX6DrKB4M6qOwBFiQe813EzZBjWvoeGckY3MGtJ6wwIp8vgroSG5JabvFr_rpDlqbDlMcjFdNb6QXoP9h_1U6BJXJoNp4y1qP9tYmrSYbjHyREWdwd1QBEYg/s1600-h/sb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308124595650918562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ4IwM-L8lVw67auY5ydZXX6DrKB4M6qOwBFiQe813EzZBjWvoeGckY3MGtJ6wwIp8vgroSG5JabvFr_rpDlqbDlMcjFdNb6QXoP9h_1U6BJXJoNp4y1qP9tYmrSYbjHyREWdwd1QBEYg/s200/sb.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Post-cutting and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">pre</span>-baking.</span></em></strong><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsdG4OnmtKTH4cDdeDZYbRY-VB0JXKWlnaCZKOx8LqXO593AFOUdidOC3uNn8ZRIQSX8J6URU-bQViXRYjkiC89gYBEy3t2JI4iMRT6BdxiOFo3cDV2mZXUlX0l-pEd4P7PWx6feVtEnc/s1600-h/spb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308124591662572722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsdG4OnmtKTH4cDdeDZYbRY-VB0JXKWlnaCZKOx8LqXO593AFOUdidOC3uNn8ZRIQSX8J6URU-bQViXRYjkiC89gYBEy3t2JI4iMRT6BdxiOFo3cDV2mZXUlX0l-pEd4P7PWx6feVtEnc/s200/spb.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Finished product, on the upper portion, you can actually see the chunks of the diced ginger. I just sprinkled a little confectioners sugar for tonight, and had to sample one just to make sure it didn't taste</span></em></strong> <strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">shit. And it didn't. I might glaze them later, but have not decided yet. I like the texture and I love the kick to the taste buds from the ginger, but I will know if I like them if it blends well with the coffee. =)</span></em></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbEN0T5G1B-WLI7CEB5uIzk0bxr5RNVFUHDqlGTMX3yQKvEtYULbm_hUwxaZJhyphenhyphenC0hHzOmLRZMbolw6QRiCqeAnSeRWR3HvoIrQS3VEKnKGHvf_4FsLo9sixELqkwjxQbNc3zBNkOy_OA/s1600-h/scc.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308124589086907842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbEN0T5G1B-WLI7CEB5uIzk0bxr5RNVFUHDqlGTMX3yQKvEtYULbm_hUwxaZJhyphenhyphenC0hHzOmLRZMbolw6QRiCqeAnSeRWR3HvoIrQS3VEKnKGHvf_4FsLo9sixELqkwjxQbNc3zBNkOy_OA/s200/scc.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div></div></div>Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-75558589032836589712009-02-25T22:59:00.000-08:002009-02-25T23:01:26.136-08:00I'm Still Here<em>I have been <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">suffering</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">from</span> the cold <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">that</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">never</span> ends! <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Every</span> time I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">thought</span> I was over it, I would <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">wake</span> up sicker. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">guess</span> that's what happens when the weather goes from really cold to really warm overnight!</em>Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-17303028370856500982009-02-15T15:30:00.000-08:002009-02-15T23:08:31.357-08:00Nice Surprise<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vt8PkW4nK-A/SZkOQ3pviKI/AAAAAAAAATg/GyhXq1JRvu8/s1600-h/pendant.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303285719185197218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vt8PkW4nK-A/SZkOQ3pviKI/AAAAAAAAATg/GyhXq1JRvu8/s200/pendant.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#000000;">Since Joey and I eloped so close to Valentine's day, we don't generally buy in to all of the hype. I mean, do people actually know the real story behind the holiday? It has basically become a commercial extravaganza. I mean depending on which history story you rest your opinions upon, it's not all romantic. I am of the opinion that it is rather lame if you need one day of the year to show people how much you care for them.</span></em></strong><br /></div><br /><div><strong><em></em></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><em>Since we have been married for eleven years now, I figured I would surprise Joey with a nice Valentine's dinner to change things up. He asked me to wait, because he wanted to cook for me. I was a little put off, since I had picked up the ingredients already, but agreed so as not to be rude. </em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em></em></strong><br /><strong><em>Boy, did he ever surprise me!! He sleeps during the day since he has an overnight shift. I woke up, fixed some coffee and looked up to find a box of candy and a card. I may be a nonconformist, but I am a sucker for cards!!! I pick the card up to discover a jewelry box hidden beneath the card. </em></strong><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><strong><em>Now he knows that I dislike typical jewelry and pendants, so he got me a black diamond heart pendant!! I have never been a big gem person, but black diamonds are gorgeous. And then he prepared me some great grilled portabellas and a baked potato. I'm cooking his valentine's dinner later this week, and not complaining about not preparing it on Valentine's day!!</em></strong></div>Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-45636451899282115732009-02-06T23:09:00.000-08:002009-02-06T23:22:03.570-08:00All Dressed Up<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioEQ_4MNzeH6G2g1oQC3m6qX02rna7Gz_hrXXx_D69eR1Ba6iG7HycViKkFxAsgsMImjStGi4qAvgLVur-UJQPK1desdbd67o0J30u0Cw0ensQD9zDuj_eTZzeF81paG-Wgw54Pb8wG-g/s1600-h/jjsw3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299951086547041618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioEQ_4MNzeH6G2g1oQC3m6qX02rna7Gz_hrXXx_D69eR1Ba6iG7HycViKkFxAsgsMImjStGi4qAvgLVur-UJQPK1desdbd67o0J30u0Cw0ensQD9zDuj_eTZzeF81paG-Wgw54Pb8wG-g/s200/jjsw3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxbQYqMwU-kK8LpetZSI5dCWeW2584oNLvQS5V_UDagL2vtqewTQol9LSJhSXWpOIogM4W5If7stSAsNtrhvpit_tiOgh7Lg0kmuEc8_LXrbCcVmsUc-HhPaPqUPzKAW6MCA7PSH-PoPo/s1600-h/jjsw.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299951080409242834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxbQYqMwU-kK8LpetZSI5dCWeW2584oNLvQS5V_UDagL2vtqewTQol9LSJhSXWpOIogM4W5If7stSAsNtrhvpit_tiOgh7Lg0kmuEc8_LXrbCcVmsUc-HhPaPqUPzKAW6MCA7PSH-PoPo/s200/jjsw.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">actually</span> meant to post this last month, but didn't have the chance to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">upload</span> the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">photo</span> until now. </span></em></div></div><br /><p><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">It was time for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">the</span> yearly vet visit, which <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">of</span> course fell on the day when i<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">t</span> was thirty-two degrees <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">outside</span>. So I had to bundle her up. They were laughing so much at how cute she looked in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">this</span> outfit that it <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">took</span> us forever to get <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">through</span> the paperwork. I didn't mind, at least <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">she</span> stayed warm!! </span></em></p><p><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em> </p><p> </p><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em>Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-85952861171106504162009-02-05T23:33:00.000-08:002009-02-05T23:41:57.506-08:00Notable Changes<em><span style="color:#33ff33;">I am sorry to suddenly change my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">format</span>, it <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">is</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">just</span> that I find <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">myself</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">enjoying</span> blogging extremely, just not <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">always</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">about</span> food. I find myself interested in so many other topics <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">that</span> I have such strong opinions on, that I no longer <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">wanted</span> to limit myself to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">just</span> blogging about food. </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">I enjoy recipes and cooking, but I also love dogs, books, music, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">exercise</span>, movies, etc. So stop by, you never know what you might find!!</span></em>Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-149890104041213682009-02-04T23:29:00.000-08:002009-02-04T23:46:00.906-08:00Why Is It So Difficult?<em><span style="color:#ff0000;">To order vegan/vegetarian food out? My mother-in-law came through her surgery(Thank God.), and is recovering at home. I honestly wish I could say she is in good spirits, but she isn't. Way, way, way too much drama. So much in fact, it would make a five or six hundred page novel =) </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Needless to say, cafeteria food and lots of Subway veggie sandwiches have filled my life the past week or so. This is what I cannot figure out, when kids order special menu items it's brushed off. When omni's order meals and make special requests(no butter, no salt, etc.) it's not a big deal, but when you are a vegan/vegetarian, it's like you just stepped out of a UFO. I cannot count how many times someone has had to ask a manager, "what comes on a veggie?" and my favorite, "We don't have a veggie sub." To which I politely point to the menu board above their heads. Nine out of ten times I get "the" look. </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">I did find one extremely nice cafeteria worker, who was kind enough to call her superiors to find out which veggies were cooked with meat as flavorings. Which, of course, were all but the squash and tomatoes and mac & cheese. </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Is it really so hard to wash the knife that's been cutting lunch meat(UGH) all day off for a veggie lover?</span></em>Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-59274972909910823212009-01-31T22:53:00.000-08:002009-02-01T21:55:05.160-08:00Would Not Have Believed If.....<strong><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">I would not have believed this had I not heard this for myself. I was in a used book store browsing when this young girl, probably about 9 or 10 years old, passed by me carrying a large load of books. Now I should explain that this bookstore is about half the size of a Starbucks, so you can hear any conversation going on. Her mother and older brother were in the store as well, her mother browsing the romance section and her brother playing a video game rather than looking through the books. Which is fine with me, to each their own. </span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">The girl went up to her mother and started talking about a medical encyclopedia she had found and really wanted. The mother worried that she would no</span></em></strong><strong><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">t be able to read the book, to which the child disagreed and said if nothing else she would look at the pictures. I was standing there thinking how smart this child was, being so young and having such an eagerness to learn about the medical field. </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Her mother finally agreed, then told this child that "I better not catch you reading all the time." Joey had to come and pick my jaw up off of the floor. And she was serious!!! To this day I hope I misheard something in this sad conversation. I am not usually an eavesdropper, but this blew me away. How sad is it when a parent doesn't even encourage a child to read?</span></em></strong>Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726216493903496049.post-20266054599377419122009-01-25T23:39:00.001-08:002009-01-25T23:51:57.041-08:00Portabella Burgers(Heavenly)<strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq1RierHObt5HNkw2QxRSjIxRpWPenjuOP6V5rfW5h3ncVL7EKo5SrvfSh1NHE5AVkyFiv9WUJ8oOZxIoTB8MQHekqccQy_cJqd3ZkClisvHiQlEyAuE9M1qq5xcVyYAuXPxZb5RDucaU/s1600-h/pbb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295504050005259442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq1RierHObt5HNkw2QxRSjIxRpWPenjuOP6V5rfW5h3ncVL7EKo5SrvfSh1NHE5AVkyFiv9WUJ8oOZxIoTB8MQHekqccQy_cJqd3ZkClisvHiQlEyAuE9M1qq5xcVyYAuXPxZb5RDucaU/s200/pbb.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">There are no words in any language to describe how incredible this meal was!!!!! Joey was wanting to experiment with portabellas more often, and this was his first attempt. If this is the beginning, I can't wait to see what follows. He grilled them with salt and pepper, put some feta cheese and onions on top(I forgot to tell him to stuff the bottom, not the top) and put it all on a bun. I made some potato salad the night before to eat with this delightful delicacy. The portabellas grilled tasted so...........I can't think of the right word!!! Anyway, this was a great meal that I would highly recommend.</span></em></strong><br /><p><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">On a side note, I may not be posting much this week. My Mother-in-law somehow broke her back from one side of her pelvis to the other(OUCH) and is having a three hour long surgery Tuesday. </span></em></strong></p><p><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em></strong> </p>Brad and Ahnahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06247631791362343702noreply@blogger.com2