Friday, August 31, 2018

Urban Camping: Funny Friday

Today’s post is this month’s Funny Friday, a regular feature published on the last Friday of every month. Funny Friday is a collaborative project. Each month one of the participants submits a picture, then we all write 5 captions or thoughts inspired by that month’s picture. Links to the other bloggers’ posts are below, click on them and see what they’ve come up with. I hope we bring a smile to your face as you start your weekend.

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Here’s today’s picture. It was submitted by Dawn of Cognitive Script. 

Funny Friday, a multi blogger picture captioning challenge | Picture submitted by Jules of The Bergham Chronicles | Featured on | #funny #laugh

1. Worker to his boss: Some things are sacred. When it's nap time, it's nap time.

2. Man to himself: Wow this shopping thing is exhausting. Now I know why the wife goes to the gym, to build up her stamina for a day in the stores.

3. Man on cell to his wife: Honey, while you're in the store, want to pick me up some sun screen?

4. Man to his carpool-mates: Hey, you spend time in traffic your way, I'll spend time in traffic my way.

5. Man to wife: I know I promised a peaceful weekend camping, but why pay for a camp site? This spot is free. It's a new thing, I'm starting a trend, I call this Urban Camping.

 And now for something yummy: 

Strawberry Cream Cheese Filled Peanut Butter Bread gets its inspiration from peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Mini chocolate chips add a little sweetness to the bread and Strawberry cream cheese filling is a fun surprise inside. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #bake

Strawberry Cream Cheese Filled Peanut Butter Bread

Strawberry Cream Cheese Filled Peanut Butter Bread gets its inspiration from peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Mini chocolate chips add a little sweetness to the bread and Strawberry cream cheese filling is a fun surprise inside. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #bake

Click on the links below and let some other bloggers make you smile:

The Bergham Chronicles
Cognitive Script

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Strawberry Cream Cheese Filled Peanut Butter Bread

2 cups flour
1/3 cup sugar
1/3 cup brown sugar
1/3 cup mini chocolate chips
1 TBSP baking powder
1 tsp salt
1/2 cup peanut butter
1 1/4 cup milk
1 egg

8 oz cream cheese, room temperature
1/2 cup powdered sugar
1/4 cup seedless strawberry jam
1/2 cup strawberries, hulled and chopped

*Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Grease a loaf pan.
*Whisk together the flour, sugar, brown sugar, mini chocolate chips, baking powder and salt.
*In a separate bowl, whisk well the peanut butter, milk and egg.
*Pour the wet ingredients into the dry ingredients and mix just until fully incorporated.
*Beat together the cream cheese, powdered sugar and strawberry jam. Mix in the strawberries.
*Spread half of the peanut butter mixture into the loaf pan. Cover with the cream cheese mixture, then the rest of the peanut butter mixture. 
*Bake for 50 - 55 minutes or until the center springs back to the touch. Cool on the counter for an hour. Refrigerate and cool completely before running a knife around the edges and removing from the pan.

Tuesday, August 28, 2018

Supermarket Games

I don't watch those supermarket game shows on TV. I mean, seemingly normal people publicly racing through a grocery store like their pants are on fire, throwing items into their carts like they're on a basketball court playing a maniacal game of HORSE. Followed, of course, by timed and judged cooking.

Been there done that. Pretty much every time I shop. Including the judging {{sigh}}, although at least that waits till I get home. Only difference is I end up leaving all of my money behind. And, of course, I don't do my cooking or baking on aisle 12. Although if I could and then leave the clean up to someone else (clean up on aisle 12, get it?), I think I just might consider it.

Chocolate Peanut Layer Bars start with chocolate graham cracker crust and are layered with candy bits, dark chocolate chips, peanuts and more. Simple to make, addicting to eat. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #bake

Chocolate Peanut Layer Bars

Chocolate Peanut Layer Bars start with chocolate graham cracker crust and are layered with candy bits, dark chocolate chips, peanuts and more. Simple to make, addicting to eat. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #bake

Besides, I'm not talking about those kinds of games, that's TV. This is the real thing, folks, do or die. Get in, fill your cart and get out. But my point is that, as opposed to those TV shows where the rules of the game are clearly laid out, not so much in real life. If there are rules, they should be prominently displayed. And if there aren't rules, well, there should be. 

Because people need to know these things. Real life supermarket shoppers left to their own devices can be dangerous, anarchy in its most feral form. 

Supermarket Games, we all play them, but what are the rules? | Graphic property of | #funny #humor

Like food selection. I once was looking to buy chicken. There was a woman looking at the packages when I walked up. I stood to the side, plenty of room for us both, made my choice, grabbed a packet and as I put it in my cart she gave me a nasty look, even said something under her breath about me being rude. Really? Can only one person choose a protein at a time? Should I have started a line behind her? Taken a number like at the deli counter?

And there's the issue of aisle protocol. If two shoppers going in different directions stop to chat, blocking the aisle, how long do I have to stand there staring, then clearing my throat before I can legitimately flat out throw a can at them? Chatting is for on your cell phone at a restaurant. Git along, little doggies.

Don't even get me started on re-stockers blocking an entire section of an aisle and acting like they have the right-of-way. A money spender trumps a money maker. Someone needs to remind management of that one. 

Or, and I love this one, shouldn't it be against some supermarket code of conduct to leave a cart unattended in the middle of an aisle while wandering off looking for some elusive item. Don't tell, but I always sneak a few items into their basket when they're not looking. Admit it, you've wanted to do that yourself.

What about the mom who brings all of her kids to the store, then ignores them as they dart back and forth and block the aisles. Is it OK to pretend my cart's a bowling ball and they're pins? Do I get an item for free if I make a strike? Other than a trip to the police station, I mean.

Speaking of carts, there's the whole issue operation. When in motion, are there road rules? Keep to the right? Is passing on the left OK? Because I've gotten many a dirty look as I buzzed by a meanderer. Guess they don't consider that my other option was to give them a bit of a nudge with my cart. 

And u-turns? Yeah or nay?
I often find myself mired in the changed my mind choice dilemma. When I've made it to one of the last aisle and see a better option to an item I chose in one of the first aisles, once I dig that reject out from the bottom of my cart, am I required to return it to wherever the hell I found it? Or can I nonchalantly peer to the right and left, make sure no-one's looking and just stick it anywhere? What's the etiquette here, do I have some kind of obligation? And if so, if I do make the long trek back to whence it came, can I charge the store a re-stocking fee?

Here's one I always find tough: how do you deal with a kid having temper tantrum in the aisle? Is it OK to give the mom a sympathetic look? After all, I've been there. Or is it best, like a beast in the wild, that we look that mom in the eye at our own peril? Perhaps we should listen first, see if she's growling . . .

Then there's the check-out line. If you're third in line and a new register opens, must you allow those ahead of you to move over ahead of you? Or is it a "snooze you lose" situation? Every woman for herself? She who gets there first wins (a faster trip home)?
There is one rule that I know should not only be enacted but strictly monitored for compliance: If you are tall, or even of average height and you see a woman precariously perched on tippy toes on a lower shelf, stretching to her entire 5 foot height, teetering a glass jar off of the top shelf, stop and help her. Especially (and it pains me to have to say this but I do) if you work there. Not that I'm speaking from experience or anything.

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Chocolate Peanut Layer Bars        

Printable Recipe

13 1/2 chocolate graham crackers (1 1/2 sleeves)
1 stick butter or margarine, melted
3/4 cup butterfingers baking chips
3/4 cup quick oats
1 cup dark chocolate chips 
1 cup cocktail peanuts (lightly salted) 
1 can (14 oz) sweetened condensed milk

*Grease a 9 X 13 baking pan. Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
*Crush the chocolate graham crackers into fine crumbs. Mix with the butter and press into the bottom of the pan.
*Coarsely chop the cocktail peanuts.
*Sprinkle the prepared crust with the Butterfingers baking chips followed by the quick oats, then the dark chocolate chips and last the peanuts. Drizzle the sweetened condensed milk over the top.
*Bake for about 30 minutes or until the top is bubbling and has browned. Remove from oven.
*Allow to cool for 15 minutes. Gently run a knife around the edges. Cool completely before cutting.

Friday, August 24, 2018

Don't Tell Mueller: Fly on the Wall

Welcome to a monthly Fly on the Wall group post. Today 6 bloggers are inviting you to catch a glimpse of what you’d see if you were a fly on the wall in our homes. Come on in and buzz around my house. At the end of my post you’ll find links to this month’s other participants’ posts.

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Sooo, College Boy has a cap on one of his teeth that he's had for years. It was about 7pm one Thursday evening when I got this distressing text from him.
I was a perplexed by the weird diacritical marks over some of the letters as I tried to decipher what exactly he was saying, but clearly I had other things to worry about.

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As I waited for a pic and further explanation, (and tried to remember whether his dentist is even open on Friday), I wondered again about the weirdness of the communication. I text with him all the time, I've never seen this before.

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Umm . . . his keyboard isn't in English? Seriously? We're having a dental emergency here, can't you just fix that?

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PurDude was on the road. Whenever he has a travel day I try to keep my cell with me at all times just in case he needs something. Yes, you can call me overprotective as he is a grown man, but his car is 14 years old and prone to flat tires.

I headed up to take a shower and made sure to take my cell with me and leave it on the counter. If I didn't hear it while in the shower, I could check for missed calls as soon as I got out.

I showered, dried off, walked over to the counter to check for missed calls. Kind of hard to do, though, when what I was holding was the TV remote. 

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I joined this new platform called Mix. It's taking the place of StumbleUpon and is a way to save and share blog posts. I think. Haven't figured it out yet. 

I do know that you follow people and have followers there. At this point I joined and just am following back anyone who follows me until I understand how to use it. So I check my followers now and then so as not to snub anyone.

I checked today and yikes, seems I'm being followed by Russian TV. 

Mix followers |

Please don't tell Robert Mueller. With everything I've posted, Trump won't pardon me and I don't look good in horizontal stripes. If given the chance I would flip like a fish out of water but I swear I haven't shared anything with them.

You hear me? NO collusion.

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College Boy: What's for dinner?
Me: I threw some Rib Eyes on the grill. I made you one.
College Boy: You didn't make the steak.
Me: Yes I did.
College Boy: You may have cooked it, but you didn't actually make the steak. The cow made the steak.
Me: Not on purpose.

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We were all in the den watching the Red Sox. They weren't on TV so PurDude was streaming it from his laptop to our television. They went into commercial break in the middle and end of each inning at which time, since they don't stream the commercials, we'd get a "commercial break" message on the TV until they picked back up the play.

During these breaks, I'd go do whatever I needed to do around the house. 

They went to break and I went into the kitchen and emptied the dishwasher. I looked up and they weren't back yet. I went to the bathroom, not back yet. I changed my clothes, came back and the game still wasn't back on.

Me: Wow, that's a really, really long commercial break. I've never done that much, come back and find the game not back on.
Hubs (looking up from his cell phone): Maybe it's the 7th inning stretch. 
Me (rolling my eyes): No, they rarely do that in the 4th inning . . .

Fresh Cherry Tartlets, fresh juicy cherries and a fluffy cream cheese filling in a quick baked pie crust. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #cherry #pie

Fresh Cherry Tartlets
Fresh Cherry Tartlets, fresh juicy cherries and a fluffy cream cheese filling in a quick baked pie crust. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #cherry #pie

PurDude had been interviewing for jobs. Some were phone interviews, some he was flown out to do in person, some he drove to and some were video chat.

He had a 10:00 am group video chat one morning. At about 10:05 three of my neighbors' lawn services showed up and revved up their lawn mowers. And about four houses up the street at the stop sign, workers started jack hammering the concrete in the road. Because, really, job interviews aren't stressful enough, he needed to have a circus going on around him.

And the sad thing was, I couldn't help but sit in the living room and laugh. Seriously, what are the feakin' odds?

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Let me just say that I thought I'd done a good job, over the years, of acclimating (trial by fire) the boys to my sarcastic sense of humor. For the most part they get me, but every now and then PurDude, who tends to be concrete and literal just misses my intent completely.

At noon he was still on that 10:00 am video chat. I, of course, was down in the den holding my breath. Finally he came downstairs.

Me: Wow, you've been on forever. Did they take dental impressions too?
PurDude: No, Mom, it was a job interview.

Well, I thought it was funny.

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Yet another conversation about dinner. Yeah, we have a lot of them. 

College Boy (and I) loves lamb. When they look good at the grocery store, I will buy lamb chops for he and I and cook them on the grill. Clearly College Boy was in the mood for lamb but when I don't have any, I don't have any. 

College Boy: What's for dinner?
Me: I'm grilling some salmon.
College Boy: Lamb chops?
Me: No, Glazed Salmon.
College Boy: So, lamb chops?
Me: Yes. Flaky orange lamb chops. Hope you like them.

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I've talked before about how freaked out I am that what I do online is not private. I firmly believe it should be and I truly feel violated when I see ads targeted towards what I've been doing online. Sponsored posts on FB are one thing, they're targeted towards groups of people, not me personally. But ads and "suggested posts", those hit a bit too close to home. Like I'm currently looking to replace the parsons chairs in my kitchen and now every time I go on FB or even to a website there are parsons chairs ads. Very "big brother" feeling. 

But lately something seems to be going a bit haywire in their monitoring of my online presence. And it's making me laugh. For instance, today's suggested post for me: Are you looking for an automotive manufacturing job?

Umm . . . no.

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Flies in the house drive me nuts. I don't want them landing on any food I may have on the counter so when I see them in the house I always have to get rid of them.

We were having a problem with flies in the house. Actually we were having a problem with people leaving the door to the deck open too long but that's an argument I seem to lose on a regular basis.

I was complaining because there were about 10 of them on the screen in the laundry room window, when PurDude decided to give me a helpful suggestion.

PurDude: If we bring a bunch of spiders in the house we'd have a lot less flies.
Me: We'd have a lot less humans, too.

Now click on the links below for a peek into some other homes:

Menopausal Mother 
Never Ever Give Up Hope  
Spatulas on Parade
My Brand of Crazy
Go Mama O.

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Fresh Cherry Tartlets

1 unbaked refrigerator pie crust (1/2 of a package of 2 crusts)
about 2 TBSP flour
8 oz cream cheese, room temperature
1/3 cup powdered sugar
1 TBSP French vanilla creamer (can substitute 1 TBSP heavy cream and 1/4 tsp vanilla)
1 tsp grenadine
3/4 cup fresh cherries, pitted and chopped
6 fresh cherries, pitted and halved 

*Preheat oven to 425 degrees. Place 12 mini tart baking shells onto a baking sheet.
*Sprinkle flour over the counter and roll out crust. Cut into 12 circles, about 3 inches in diameter each. You will need to cut as many as you can, re-roll the remaining crust and continue until you have 12. 
*Press the crusts into and up the sides of the tart shells. Prick the bottoms with a fork and bake for 5 minutes. Cool completely.
*Beat cream cheese with the powdered sugar, creamer and grenadine. Mix in the chopped berries.
*Fill the tarts with the cream cheese mixture. Top each with a cherry half.
*Refrigerate for 2 hours before serving. Store in the refrigerator.

Tuesday, August 21, 2018

The Placeholder:

Just like the zero is a placeholder in math, I told him, so have all of these interviews been the placeholder in your search. 

Of course I didn't say this to him initially. Not ever during the process. Never, in fact, until it was all finished, locked down and cleared to start. Because with all of the uncertainty, anxiety (mine, not his), need to constantly be "on", never knowing when the next phone call could be his future calling, well, it just wasn't the time. Now, however, it is. It's the time to tell him that we were right, not just to know that something belonged in that spot, but to hold out for something valuable.

In school I learned (yes, there are a few things I can still remember back that far) that in math a zero is a placeholder. Meaning that it has no worth in its own right, yet impacts the value of the numbers around it. That's how I've come to look at all the time and energy my youngest, PurDude, spent looking for a job this summer. Each time he went through the process, on the phone, in video chats that lasted hours, being flown to other states, driving 8 hours round trip, technical tests, personality tests . . . all culminating with either no offer or one he turned down (and even one we just didn't understand), was just a placeholder. For the right job, for the most important interview, for the best location, benefits, room for growth, overall opportunity.

Waiting for it, knowing it would come, believing in himself, not jumping at the first thing, that took guts. And paid off. This zero, as it turned out, actually had great worth. It held him in place so he could be where he needed to be when all the stars aligned.

We talked about it, laughed even at the fact that when it was all over and he left for work, we'd regret not making the most of his time off, possibly the last time he'd ever live with us. Oh, we had our moments this summer, he and I, time spent together. I had my taste tester and picture assistant back home and I took full advantage of it. He loved this Strawberry Shortcake Milkshake and I was so glad I developed this recipe just the day before everything changed for him. 

Strawberry Shortcake Milkshakes, bursting with flavor from fresh juicy strawberries, ice cream and ice cream bars. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #strawberry

Strawberry Shortcake Milkshake

And yet despite those moments, most of the time he'd been here was spent working at job hunting, wondering, worrying, even questioning past choices and positions turned down.

"In terms of your whole life", I'd tell him, just for perspective, "this may be stressful, but it's not like you'll never find the right job, never ever work". And he'd smile. "Besides", I'd say, "I'll hire you. You can always live with us, come with me while I do my errands, you can walk behind me and carry my purse. Doesn't that sound great?" 

No smile for that one. Because we both know that it's not "a", it's "the". 

Here's what I said to friends and family on Facebook:

"It's not about getting A job, it's about getting THE job. Know your worth and don't back down.

Some background: PurDude was one of 425 students who started the Computer Science program at Purdue together. He was one of about 125 to successfully complete it in 4 years, graduating with a 3.2 GPA with both the CS major and a minor in Organizational Leadership Skills.

His first job offer came while he was still in school. It was a good offer but not the right fit and he had the guts to turn it down. Second offer, not as good, came this summer and he turned it down. The summer flew by in an endless stream of interviews on the phone, video chats, long drives and being flown here and there for on-site interviews. Another offer, another "no".

Then in the end of July, and ON THE SAME DAY (of course) he got two GREAT offers. He had to choose between a fairly new and quickly growing company in Denver or an even better offer from a well-established company, one not easy to get in to.

Funny to look at one of the last pictures we took at Purdue. It was of him standing beside the official school mascot, a locomotive called The Boilermaker Special. I wonder if it was some kind of a prediction.

Because yesterday, which coincidentally would have been his first day of school if he were still at Purdue, he started his career at the corporate offices of UP (Union Pacific)."

The job hunting placeholder, it's not about "a" job, it's about "the" job. | Picture property of | #parenting

Congratulations, PurDude. It's a mom's job to believe in her child. It's this mom's pure joy to watch you prove that you believe in yourself.

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Strawberry Shortcake Milkshakes        

Ingredients (makes about 3 large milkshakes:
8 ripe fresh strawberries
2 cups milk
24 oz strawberry swirl ice cream
3 strawberry cheesecake ice cream bars
1/3 cup + 1 TBSP strawberry syrup, divided
1/2 cup multicolored sprinkles
whipped cream 

*Remove the ice cream and ice cream bars from the freezer for 10 minutes to soften. Remove the sticks from the ice cream bars and discard.
*On a small plate, place 1 TBSP strawberry syrup and place the sprinkles on a separate small plate.
*Hull and chop the strawberries. Put into a blender with 1 cup milk. Blend until smooth.
*Add the ice cream, ice cream bars, remaining 1 cup of milk and 1/3 cup of strawberry syrup to the blender and blend until smooth. 
*Dip the rims of your glasses into the strawberry syrup that you've placed on the small plate. Twirl the rims around in the sprinkles until they are coated. Pour the milkshake into the glasses and top with whipped cream.

Friday, August 17, 2018

No More Pencils: Use Your Words

Today’s post is a monthly writing challenge. If you’re new here, this is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once. All of the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the recipient will take them. Until now.

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At the end of this post you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them.
I'm using backpack ~ pencils ~ mascot ~ notebook ~ apple
They were submitted by Sarah of My Brand of Crazy.

This is the first year in a very long time that I am not sending one (or both) of my boys off to school. And let me tell you, it's a great feeling. That's partially because for the last 5 years any time I sent one of them off it came with a hefty bill . . . and that's with them having scholarships. But the rest of tuition adds up, as do the little things like books and food and rent and clothes and tickets to the games. Let me tell you this, as one who knows all too painfully (get it, hospitals . . . painfully . . .) well, hospitals are an expense no family prepares for. Suffice it to say that if an apple a day keeps the doctor away, my younger son did not eat enough apples. Not by a long shot. Take my word for it friends, buy your kids a bushel. Because this is a fate you do not want to tempt. I probably don't need to remind anyone who reads this blog on a regular basis about the phone call I got on my birthday sophomore year from PurDude that went something like "happy birthday mom . . . and . . . ummm . . . I broke my leg last night". I am still traumatized. And to this day I'm not able to say out loud how it happened. He could have been killed. I simply cannot deal.

And you wonder why I drink.

A cool refreshing summer cocktail, this Marnier Creamsicle Float is orange liqueur flavored ice cream floating in spiked orange soda. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #cocktail

Marnier Creamsicle Float

A cool refreshing summer cocktail, this Marnier Creamsicle Float is orange liqueur flavored ice cream floating in spiked orange soda. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #cocktail

So no more pencils, no more books, no more teachers' dirty looks for this family.

Back to school time of year has actually come full circle for us this year. First the boys were too young and we didn't participate. Then I couldn't wait for the first day because, face it, I'm not the only mama ready for a break come fall. Next phase was dreading that time of year because they lived away while in college and I missed them (payback, I suppose for those years I couldn't wait for them to go). And now we're back to not participating. The circle of life.

But life is never perfect, and neither is that circle. There may just be a little space where those ends meet. 

College Boy didn't quite finish college and he's more than likely going to find his passion and go back. Purdue Pete may be out of our lives, but another mascot may just be on the horizon.

And PurDude could always go to grad school {{shudder}}.

But for now we're going to take a breath, leave the notebook buying to someone else. I'd like to say that we'll get a financial break, but we're replacing the windows in our house this summer and since they cost more than tuition, no such luck. 

But for now I will be keeping my family close.  Back to school this past Monday was just another day. I only knew it had arrived by the cars parked up our street (the elementary school is through the woods behind our house) and all of the adorable little kids parading towards the school wearing their new "first day of school" outfits and proudly carrying their bought-for-the-occasion backpacks because last year's was for babies (yes, I can still hear those words). Then at the end of the school day, there they went in the other direction, a bit worse for wear, messy hair, dirty faces and disheveled clothes. I made sure to catch a glimpse of them through my not-yet-new front windows and couldn't help but smile.

Here are links to all the other Use Your Words posts:

Marnier Creamsicle Float        

Printable Recipe

Ingredients (makes 3 drinks):
1 1/2 cups vanilla ice cream
1/2 cup Grand Marnier or any orange liqueur
3/4 cup whipped cream flavored vodka
3 cups orange soda, divided

OPT: mandarin orange slices for garnish

*Place the ice cream and orange liqueur into a blender. Blend together then freeze overnight.
*In each of 3 serving glasses, pour 1 cup orange soda. 
*Add 2 oz whipped cream flavored vodka to each glass, top with a scoop of the ice cream mixture. 
*Garnish with mandarin orange slices if desired.

Wednesday, August 15, 2018

If You Insist: National Relaxation Day Poetry

It's August, the dog days of summer, so to speak. If your weather is anything like mine, you're having a hot, humid, sticky, sweaty summer. Sorry for the visual there. But not to worry, I'll make it up to you. I'm here to help and I know just what you need. A nice cool refreshing poem. Did I call it or what?

Anyhoooo. This month, as our theme, The Monthly Poetry Group has chosen to celebrate National Relaxation Day. 

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If You Insist

Just when life seems to get you down,
Turn a smile up from that frown.
Soak in the bath, in the hammock sway.
I insist, its Relaxation Day.

Off your shoulders, lift those stresses.
Today no teeth can have abscesses.
Soak in the bath, in the hammock sway.
I insist, its Relaxation Day.

Bills are due and money's short?
Been called out to traffic court?
Soak in the bath, in the hammock sway.
I insist, its Relaxation Day.

Messy house, to your dismay?
Clean's overrated anyway.
Soak in the bath, in the hammock sway.
I insist, its Relaxation Day.

Laundry piled up to the sky.
Twitching just below that left eye.
Soak in the bath, in the hammock sway.
I insist, its Relaxation Day.

Have your cupcake, eat it too.
Look, I made some just for you. 
Soak in the bath, in the hammock sway.
I insist, its Relaxation Day.

Orange Cream Cupcakes are light and fluffy orange and French vanilla cream flavored cakes frosted with a creamy orange frosting. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #dessert
Orange Cream Cupcakes
Orange Cream Cupcakes are light and fluffy orange and French vanilla cream flavored cakes frosted with a creamy orange frosting. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #dessert

So. . . 

Sorry worries, fear, dismay,
I cannot come out and play.
In bath I'll soak, and hammock sway.
I'm obliged, it's Relaxation Day!

Before you go, click on these links to more poetry from some of my friends:

Dawn of Cognitive Script shares A Balm to my Soul.
Lydia of Cluttered Genius shares Relax, My Foot.
Diane of On the Border shares It's Official!

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Orange Cream Cupcakes         

Printable Recipe

1 box orange cake mix (can substitute white or yellow cake mix)
1 1/4 cups orange soda
1/4 cup French vanilla creamer

1 stick butter, softened
3 TBSP orange juice
2 1/2 cups powdered sugar
1 - 3 tsp French vanilla creamer

OPT: 18 mandarin orange slices

*Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Place paper cupcake cups in 18 cupcake tins. Very lightly spray the inside of each paper cup with non-stick spray.
*Beat the cake mix, the soda and 1/4 cup creamer for 2 minutes. Divide into the prepared cupcake cups. Bake for 18 - 20 minutes just until the center springs back to the touch. Cool completely.
*Cream the butter with the orange juice. Carefully blend in the powdered sugar. Then, 1 tsp at a time, add in as much of the remaining creamer as you need to bring the frosting to an easily spreadable consistency. Pipe onto cupcakes. Top with a mandarin orange slice if desired.