We’re putting an offer in (for real this time!!) on a property in Plainfield, NJ that reminds me of the house from The Golden Girls..
House warming BBQ details to follow. All dogs welcome (That means you Hyde!)
Apparently, you little missy, did not get the memo. 2009 was the year that was supposed to change things, turn life around, in short, 2009 was not supposed to suck.
So much, so soon, anyway.
I am less than 30 days into this new found year we have laid out in front of us, and yet 2009 has claimed 2 lives so far. You see this morning, I was informed that my grandfather’s son, had passed on, under his own free will.
I’ve never been able to grasp the concept of suicide. It seems like such a foreign idea, how can one willingly, take their own life? How do you get stuck in a one way elevator going down until you see no light, and lose hope? I understand entirely that people have problems and issues that I don’t, can’t, will never understand. But the answer to me would never be suicide. There always has to be a way out of whatever mess you’re in, it may not be the easiest, shortest, most beautiful route, but isn’t it better than a one way boat ride down the River of Acheron?
I know I will take heat for the following statement, and so be it, but I’ve always seen suicide as sort of, well, selfish. This man, left behind a beautiful wife, and a 13 year old son.
Keep his family and mine in your prayers. Please.
Filed under: family, favorites, fun, life, memories, Mr. Wonderful | Tags: Disney, vacation
Just got back from our visit with the mouse…. Mickey Mouse that is. As for the plane ride down with my head so congested, it was……….uncomfortable. Until we started descending, then it became EXCRUCIATING… Since I couldn’t ‘pop’ my ears since my head was so congested the pressure just kept building in my head. I was in so much pain I was in tears. I don’t recommend it. Any who, other than that miserable experience, the trip was great. The weather sucked but hey such is life. Pictures to follow!
Just me, and lil ‘ol Black Jack.
Mr. Wonderful is in Carolina, with Fox News. Which I’m ok with. After 10 days virtually away from him, at this point what is another 8? Besides it gives me a chance to <i> miss </i> him. Oh and time to cook new things!!!! I think I may start talking about food more here on this thing. Since really I’m in love.
I may try to perfect my pasta making skills this week, for when Mr. Wonderful and I get back from Florida.
I believe I will be trying this recipe:
List ‘o’ needs.
1 Cup of all purpose flour
1/2 pound ricotta cheese
1 Large Egg, Lightly Beaten
Put the flour into a large ceramic or glass bowl. Make a spot for the egg in the flour, and add the egg and salt and just a little bit of water. Work the mixture together well. Lightly flour a surface and knead the dough until it is smooth. Let the dough rest at room temperature, covered with an inverted bowl or plastic wrap for a half hour.
Roll out the dough until very thin but not so thin that it will rip, tear, or burst while boiling. Form the dough and cut into 4″ squares. Add a teaspoon or less of the ricotta into the center, and put another piece of dough over it and close by pressing down with the fork on all four sides and “mushing” the 2 layers of dough together.
Bring a pot of salted water to a boil, and add the ravioli. Cook until the ravioli float (about 6 to 8 minutes). They’re done when they float up to the top. Drain and toss the desired quantity with your favorite sauce.
Wish me luck!!
Well as of last night Chris apparently had taken him to Petco while I was in rehearsal and got him what appears to be a 2 foot long daschund shaped toy, that’s head squeeks and ass end rattles. And from there its been so long Cyclops Bear, “Hello, the Artist Formerly Known as Squeaky” (he has already punctured the squeaky thing, so now he only rattles( AFKS for short)).
Its sheer bliss BlackJack and his AFKS.
You see, one of the problem with buying BlackJack toys is that he has the head of a 65lb Black Lab on a 40lb body. Hence forth anything made for “Medium Dogs” gets destroyed and eaten to bits in about, oooooh I don’t know
.2 seconds flat.
The other day I bought him a ham bone that was about a foot long, and marketed for dogs 65lbs or larger. My 40lb little man devoured it in literally 35 mins. I mean seriously, what the hell?
We’ve taken to buying him the toys for larger dogs, and only giving him one at a time. Because the only toys that last more than an hour are, well expensive quite frankly. So we release them sparingly one at a time, with great caution.
And in the mean time he lovingly totes Cyclops Bear, and AFKS around, and chews about the little squeaky hamburgers that come in pack of 5 for 2$.