Sunday, January 30, 2011

Indeed! What then?...

What if you slept ?

And what if,
In your sleep
You dreamed ?

And what if,
In your dream,
You went to heaven
And there plucked
A strange and
Beautiful flower ?

And what if,
When you awoke,
You had the flower in your hand ?

Ah, what then?

~Samuel Taylor Coleridge~
(flower image from Google, it is a Bat Flower)

Have a peaceful Sunday,

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Saturday Morning Cartoon 1-29-11

It's Saturday once again, time sure goes by fast. Here is another cartoon that I used to like to watch way back when. :D

Enjoy the show!

Have a great day,

Friday, January 28, 2011

Split Pea Soup~Food for Friday 1~28~11

Today's recipe comes to you from out of my Grandma's recipe box.

Split Pea Soup

1/2 pound green or yellow split peas
4 cups of water
1 ham hock or meaty ham bone
1/3 cup each chopped onion, celery and carrots
1 small bay leaf
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 small garlic clove

Wash and drain split peas. Combine all ingredients in kettle with tight-fitting lid. Bring to boil. Reduce heat and simmer, covered, 2 hours; stir occasionally. Remove ham hock or bone; dice. Add to soup and heat thoroughly. Remove bay leaf before serving. Makes 4 or 5 servings.

Tip: Split peas require no soaking. Split pea soups are very thick and may need thinning. To thin split pea soup, heat slowly and stir in a small amount of stock, water, light cream or undiluted evaporated milk.

Have a fun Friday,

Sunday, January 23, 2011

The Cloud~by PB Shelley~1~23~11

The Cloud

I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers,
From the seas and the streams;
I bear light shade for the leaves when laid
In their noonday dreams.
From my wings are shaken the dews that waken
The sweet buds every one,
When rocked to rest on their mother's breast,
As she dances about the sun.
I wield the flail of the lashing hail,
And whiten the green plains under,
And then again I dissolve it in rain,
And laugh as I pass in thunder.

I sift the snow on the mountains below,
And their great pines groan aghast;
And all the night 'tis my pillow white,
While I sleep in the arms of the blast.
Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers,
Lightning, my pilot, sits;
In a cavern under is fettered the thunder,
It struggles and howls at fits;

Over earth and ocean, with gentle motion,
This pilot is guiding me,
Lured by the love of the genii that move
In the depths of the purple sea;
Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills,
Over the lakes and the plains,
Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream,
The Spirit he loves remains;
And I all the while bask in Heaven's blue smile,
Whilst he is dissolving in rains.

The sanguine Sunrise, with his meteor eyes,
And his burning plumes outspread,
Leaps on the back of my sailing rack,
When the morning star shines dead;
As on the jag of a mountain crag,
Which an earthquake rocks and swings,
An eagle alit one moment may sit
In the light of its golden wings.
And when Sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath,
Its ardors of rest and of love,

And the crimson pall of eve may fall
From the depth of Heaven above,
With wings folded I rest, on mine aery nest,
As still as a brooding dove.
That orbed maiden with white fire laden,
Whom mortals call the Moon,
Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor,
By the midnight breezes strewn;
And wherever the beat of her unseen feet,
Which only the angels hear,
May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof,
The stars peep behind her and peer;
And I laugh to see them whirl and flee,
Like a swarm of golden bees,
When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent,
Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas,
Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high,
Are each paved with the moon and these.

I bind the Sun's throne with a burning zone,
And the Moon's with a girdle of pearl;
The volcanoes are dim, and the stars reel and swim
When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl.
From cape to cape, with a bridge-like shape,
Over a torrent sea,
Sunbeam-proof, I hang like a roof,--
The mountains its columns be.
The triumphal arch through which I march
With hurricane, fire, and snow,
When the Powers of the air are chained to my chair,
Is the million-colored bow;
The sphere-fire above its soft colors wove,
While the moist Earth was laughing below.

I am the daughter of Earth and Water,
And the nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die.
For after the rain when with never a stain
The pavilion of Heaven is bare,
And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams
Build up the blue dome of air,
I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,
And out of the caverns of rain,
Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb,
I arise and unbuild it again.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Saturday Morning Cartoon 1-22-11

My brother and I used to watch Popeye with our Grandpa on weekday afternoons. Grandpa had the neatest little Mr. Peanut snack set, it had a large bowl and 4 little bowls. They were stamped metal with a Mr. Peanut in the center. He would pour us all some dry roasted nuts for a snack and we'd all sit down and watch the show. :D

Enjoy your day,

Friday, January 21, 2011

Fideo~Food for Friday 1~21~11

The other day, I got a mad craving for Fideo. My Grandma(Dad's Mom) used to make this dish once in awhile, it is good. :D Fairly easy too. I could not remember how to make it, I knew it was made similar to Mexican rice. My friend, E, confirmed that for me when, while on facebook, I asked if anybody had a recipe. We both remembered frying the spaghetti and adding tomato sauce. The recipes that I was finding online were not how I remembered my Grandma doing it. I finally found one that sounded good. You will be seeing that below.

Of course I had to make adjustments; :) Vegetable broth was substituted for the chicken broth. I did not have any Fideo Pasta on hand, regular spaghetti works just as well and no salt was added. I rarely add salt to a recipe and when I do, you can bet that it is not as much as the recipe calls for. I also did not have any Mexican style stewed tomatoes, so I used Mexican style diced tomatoes. I did not top it with cheese the way the recipe says...I've never had it with cheese and I don't think it needs it. Also, I covered the pan during the simmering stage, in my opinion, the spaghetti cooked faster.

The dish met with approval from both Catman and B's, they both had seconds. :D

Fideo Mexican Pasta


2 6 oz.bags of Coil Fideo Pasta (broken up)
4 tbsp. olive oil
1 coarsely chopped medium size onion
2 bay leaves
1 can (15 oz.) Mexican spiced sliced stewed tomatoes
1 can (15 oz.) low sodium chicken broth
1 pinch dried oregano
2 pinches chili flakes
Salt and pepper to taste
( this pasta is good topped with Parmesan or grated cheddar cheese)


Heat a large saute pan on high heat adding the olive oil; Add the chopped onion.

Grab a coil of fideo pasta while holding over the saute pan squeeze to break up and let fall in to the pan do the same to the rest of the pasta.

Saute pasta-stirring on high till nice and toasty and it begins to change color.
Carefully add caned tomatoes, chicken broth, then the bay leaves, oregano and chili flakes.

Turn the heat down to a simmer stirring occasionally. Cook pasta till Al dente (do not over cook the pasta) add salt and pepper.

Enjoy & Have a great day!

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Up on the roof

The inner iPod that resides in my brain has been stuck in a time warp lately. My search function has been going way back in the day and bringing forth some really golden oldies. Like the one I chose to post for you here, Up On The Roof. A wonderful song where the person finds his inner peace by relaxing well, up on the roof. :)

I believe your inner harmony can be found where ever you choose to find it, be it up on a roof, in a tree, on a hill, your front porch or even in your car while sitting on a traffic jammed freeway. It is a feeling that you pull from within your being. I sometimes call it going to my happy place. :D

Enjoy the song

Have a harmonious day,

Monday, January 17, 2011

Drive Angry~movie trailer

Catman came running down the stairs last night and said, "I just found a movie that I wanna see. Look up the trailer for Drive Angry." Ok, I looked at it, it stars Nicholas Cage, which is good, I like him.

The movie is a typical action flick, will it win any awards? probably not. But if you are looking for some good scenes with explosions it'll be great. The muscle cars that are showcased in the movie, well they definitely get a thumbs up from me. :)

Have a good day,

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Saturday Morning Cartoon 1-15-11

:D Saturday Morning Cartoons...They don't make them like this anymore. Enjoy the show!!

Happy Saturday!

Friday, January 14, 2011

Broccoli Soup~food for Friday 1-14-11

I found this very simple recipe in a magazine. We had this for dinner on Wednesday, it got approval from both Catman and B's. Naturally, I had to do some tweaking to make it edible for The Child(B's); I substituted organic vegetable broth for the chicken bouillon cubes. I also had to double the recipe because Catman eats big servings. :) The original recipe as it appeared in the magazine is below.

Broccoli Soup

Chop 1 bunch (about 1 lb.) broccoli into small pieces and combine it in a large pot with 5 cups of water and 3 chicken bouillon cubes. Bring mixture to a boil. Reduce heat to low, cover and cook until broccoli is tender, about 30 minutes. Stir in 1 cup small pasta, and 1/4 tsp. pepper. Bring soup back to a boil over high heat, then reduce heat to medium. Cook uncovered, until pasta is just tender, 10 minutes. Remove from heat. Stir in 1 cup ricotta cheese. Serves 6.

Have a great day,

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Not Much Going On

I know I have been absent from here again, but honestly, there is not much going on with me and I am just not feeling the whole blogging thing lately.

It appears I have picked up a couple of new followers, Yay, Me!! Let me welcome you to my little piece of pink blissfulness. Thanks for deciding to like me enough to follow my eclectic ramblings. Y'all are very brave and daring. ;)

I did go check out a job prospect on Monday. I am now calling it a cattle call, there was me plus 8 other women there; the receptionist was also taking appointments from more applicants to come in later that evening. We were given applications, told the requirements of the job as a group, what they would be teaching us and then the doctor said they would give us a call back if they liked our applications. Fairly painless, good thing. I hate filling out applications and interviews. I do not do well with them, for me it is like taking a test in school.

I know when people are speaking, they tend to focus on one person, but why does it seem like it is always me? LOL! The doctor, while he was talking kept looking at me, my manager, when I worked at JCPenney's used to do this during our morning employee meetings as well. A whole group of people and he would focus on me, it is kind of creepy, but then I guess I wouldn't notice this stuff if my attention wasn't solely on them. LOL!

Oh well enough of that for now. I know a lot of you know that my musical tastes go from one end of the scale to the other. I don't know if you know this about me but, I also like Zydeco music. :) I found this really cool cover of Hank Williams' "Hey Good Lookin" give it a listen.

Have a happy day!

Friday, January 7, 2011

Easy Meatloaf~Food for Friday 1~7~11

I had no clue what to make for dinner last night, so off to google I went. :D Meatloaf came to mind when I started searching for recipes. Meatloaf is one of Catman's favorite foods, I don't know why. Well anyway, I started a search for meatloaf recipes; I have some of my own already, but wanted something different. I found the following recipe at a site dedicated to meatloaf recipes, called tasty meatloaf recipes. Click Here for the page.

Easy Meatloaf Recipe


• 1 1/2 pounds ground beef (leaner is better)
• 1 cup 2% milk
• 1 tablespoon Worcestershire sauce
• 1/4 teaspoon dried sage
• 1/2 teaspoon salt
• 1/2 teaspoon dry mustard
• 1/4 teaspoon fresh ground pepper
• 2 cloves garlic, minced
• 1 small onion, finely chopped
• 1/2 cup dry bread crumbs
• 1/2 cup ketchup or barbecue sauce


Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Combine all ingredients except ketchup in a large bowl, and mix well.

Place mixture into an ungreased loaf pan or shape into a loaf in an ungreased baking pan. Spread ketchup or sauce over the top of the meatloaf.

Bake uncovered for 1 to 1 1/4 hours until no pink remains at the center of the meatloaf. If using a meat thermometer, the internal temperature of the meatloaf should be 160 degrees.

After baking, let sit for 5 minutes before removing from pan and slicing to serve.

Have a fantastic day!

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Simply Amazing

Wow! This man's speaking voice is impressive; I found his story on my Yahoo home page. Here is a link to the story.

Golden-Voiced Homeless Man

Below is the video without the story. The person that posted the video on YouTube has been keeping the story updated, he has posted that a radio station will be talking to Mr. Williams today, Jan. 5th and may be making him a formal offer. I was just reading the comments that people are leaving, apparently he is getting lots of offers. Click here to see the youtube page.

I hope that some of the offers turn out to be true and lead to a permanent job offer, that would be a wonderful start to the new year for Mr. Williams.

Stories like the one above just help me to believe that there are still good people out there in the world that are willing to lend a helping hand. :)

Have an amazing day,

Sunday, January 2, 2011

The Daffodils~William Wordsworth~

The Daffodils

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A Poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

William Wordsworth
(picture from Google Images)

Have a great day,

Saturday, January 1, 2011

January 1st, 2011

Happy New Year, everyone! May this new year bring you health, happiness and all things good.