Friday, August 2, 2019

Pants nor Hair

Social media. It's a treasure trove of opinions, recommendations, news and fake news, and just plain cliches. What is it with people and tired old lines? Some I see on a daily basis. 

I mean, I can't tell you how many times I've seen FB posts by exhausted people (usually moms of little ones) saying something along the lines of not wanting to wake up so early. To which someone invariably responds "it's better than the alternative". Really? I don't think so. 'Cause the alternative is sleeping till noon. 

And speaking of exhausted:

Liar, liar, pants on fire. In the current political climate, these words pass through my facebook news feed daily. Let me tell you, I'm the first to admit that there can be repercussions for lying. But let me also tell you this: when the boys were little and Hubs would travel a week every month, I would often tell them it was bed time (they couldn't yet tell time) an hour before it actually was. And never, not once, did any piece of my clothing catch fire.

Oh, and while we're on the subject of fire, I just saw a pundit on TV (no, it's not social media, but it ties in) saying, when it comes to the subject of impeachment, she's surprised the democrats aren't running around with their hair on fire. I know why. It's not that they don't think there's an emergency, it's just that they've been taught to stop, drop and roll.

There's so much that visual right now, fewer words more pictures. Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat and more have brought about the age of pictures. But that doesn't mean a picture's worth a thousand words however. Take this picture for instance:

A picture's worth a thousand words | Photograph featured on and property of | #humor #funny

it's worth precisely one word: OUCH!

And btw, if you think actions speak louder than words, you've never heard a 3 year old screaming for . . . whatever it is they want.

Lots of talk about two subjects, money and love. And the old favorite "money can't buy you love". Hello? Anyone ever heard of Trump? Apparently money's bought him porn stars, strippers, and who knows what in Russia. If that doesn't really count as love, it's also bought him 3 wives. Or is that still not love too?

Now when it comes to love, "make love not war" and "love the one you're with", never hear those any more. Know why? Because of the little surprises that kept showing up 9 months later.

Here are a few more sayings I don't hear any more: Easy as pie. And Half baked. Listen, pie's not so easy and half baked? Well, lets just say that has a whole different connotation. One, coincidentally, that can make a person mighty hungry . . . for pie.

Dark Chocolate Strawberry Clafoutis is a beautiful light summer dessert. Whisk up the batter, top with fruit and bake. Serve warm, dusted with powdered sugar. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #chocolate #dessert

Dark Chocolate Strawberry Clafoutis
Dark Chocolate Strawberry Clafoutis is a beautiful light summer dessert. Whisk up the batter, top with fruit and bake. Serve warm, dusted with powdered sugar. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #chocolate #dessert

I see a lot of postings about empowerment. Often, since most of my social media friends are women, it's often about (but not exclusive to) female empowerment. A favorite is some version or other of the saying "women need men like fish need a bicycle". Well there must be at least some fish who like to ride because let me tell you, a man is exactly what I need when there's a spider in the house.

When it comes to kindness, I've gotten so sick of the "shirt off their back" cliche, I posted this on my own FB page recently:

I love true life murder mysteries, watch a ton of ID and Oxygen channel shows.
Every murder victim, every one, is described by a family member as being someone who "was just so kind, he/she would give you the shirt off their back."
Which, actually, I find reassuring.
Clearly I'm not going to ever be a murder victim.

And finally, let's address "count your blessings". It's a sentiment posted in an (over)abundance of memes that I see daily. It's a great reminder, but it always makes me laugh in a "been there, done that" way. For those of you who don't know, my last name is Blessing. So once my kids were old enough to walk, and most frequently in two different directions, "count your blessings" was something I did every time we went pretty much anywhere. One, two, yup, got 'em both. 

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Dark Chocolate Strawberry Clafoutis         

Printable Recipe

1/2 cup dark chocolate chips
3 TBSP butter, divided
1/2 cup brown sugar
1/2 tsp vanilla
1/4 tsp salt
1 cup milk
3 eggs
1/2 cup flour
5 - 6 strawberries, hulled and sliced

1/4 cup powdered sugar

*Melt the dark chocolate chips until completely smooth when stirred. Set aside to cool slightly.
*Melt 2 TBSP of the butter. Set aside to cool slightly.
*Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Grease a 10 inch pie pan. Place the remaining 1 TBSP butter into the pie pan.
*Whisk together the melted chocolate chips, melted butter, brown sugar, vanilla and salt. Whisk in the milk and eggs. Last, vigorously whisk in the flour.

*Place the prepared pie pan into the oven for about 3 minutes or until the butter melts. Carefully remove from oven and swirl the butter around in the bottom of the pie plate.
*Pour the batter into the pie plate. Place the strawberries around the top and return to oven. Bake for about 35 to 40 minutes until the edges puff and the center is just cooked.
*Place on the counter and cool until no longer hot but still warm. It will set and deflate some. 
*Serve sprinkled with powdered sugar.


  1. I hate cliches too, and am super paranoid about using them accidentally in my writing. Also, that pie looks absolutely decadent--and DELICIOUS!!

    1. Yes, I do try to stay away from them especially in writing. Well, not today though.

  2. Ugh! Is there anything more cliche than a cliche? I think not. I get allllllllllllll of those and then some because I am a mom of teenage twins. Ugh!!!

    1. Yeah, with teenage twins you'd definitely get it. Hold on tight, these next few years are gonna be really rough.

  3. I happen to know someone with the same last name as you! How common is it?

    1. I have no idea. But then it didn't start out as my last name, I married into it.

  4. I never heard of clafoutis until about three weeks ago, when a clafoutis was the featured recipe on the weekly Weight Watchers card we get at meetings. It sounded so good so now I get to see a "real" recipe. Now they seem to be everywhere. I haven't made the Weight Watchers (WW) version yet. It's interesting that the WW version is baked in a cast iron pan. Maybe, after summer turns to fall, I'll make one of these. Maybe theirs. Maybe yours. Alana

    1. Yes, they are often made in a cast iron pan. And I think they're everywhere because they often feature fresh fruits of the season, and summer is the time for that.

  5. Love the chocolate dessert-I haven't even heard of a Clafoutis till now. I have been eating more chocolate for caffeine. I'm battling a never ending Mt. Dew addiction and chocolate seems to help--for now...

    1. Hope you're not just trading one addiction for another. Good luck.

  6. I was today years old when I first heard the word 'clafoutis'. And now it's all I can think of . . .
    I love cliches. Most of the time (and tide stop for no one) and whenever I write or read (between the lines). Okay, I struggle (it's an uphill battle).

  7. This is probably an unpopular opinion but I've been feeling for a while now that "empower" is becoming just another one of those overused buzzwords. It doesn't have quite the same punch it used to & it's probably going to end up setting off eye rolls before much longer.

    1. Happens to the best of them, I'm afraid. Yes, it's overused, but not quite powerless yet. It's a word in limbo.

  8. I'm sick of the whole "empowerment" issue. Give me a break.
    Speaking of break...did you break your thumb? OUCH is right.

    1. Well, I didn't go see a doctor or anything since they probably wouldn't do much but yeah, i think I broke it.


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