Friday, September 28, 2007
"A crust eaten in peace is better than a banquet partaken in anxiety."
"I try to take one day at a time, but sometimes several days attack me at once."
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
A pie that would make Popeye proud!
8 oz. Egg Beater product
3/4 cup low fat cottage cheese
3/4 cup mozzarella, finely shredded
non stick cooking spray
1 tsp. dried parsley or 2 tablespoons fresh parsley, chopped
6 oz. slice mushrooms
1 tablespoon lemon juice
1 tsp. black pepper
12 oz. fresh spinach, chopped or 1 box frozen spinach, thawed
Dash of nutmeg and salt
1/4 cup finely chopped onions
1 pre-made pie crust
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. In a large bowl, mix egg product, cottage cheese, mozzarella, and parsley. Line glass pie plate with crust.
In a large skillet, spray with cooking spray. Heat to medium heat and add the mushrooms, onions, lemon juice, pepper and salt. Saute until tender. Add the spinach, and nutmeg. Cover for two minutes. Remove cover and saute for another minute. Remove from heat and cool 3 minutes.
Combine all mixtures and pour into pie crust. Bake 30 to 40 minutes, or until top is lightly browned. Cool for 10 minutes before serving.
"I Eats All Me Spinach, And Takes To The Finish, I'm Popeye The Sailor Man!Toot! Toot!"
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Every once in a while, my husband surprises me. I mean, really surprises me.
We went out last night to celebrate our 18th anniversary (boy, just looking at that number makes me feel old!) When we got our favorite restaurant for dinner, he told me that he had a story to tell me after we were done, then he had a gift for me. Not a good thing to tell me before dinner. Being a very curious person by nature, I was distracted until after we left the restaurant. He found a place to park then told me the story. The story started in the early 1860's during the Civil War. He told me about how women would use the materials available to make quilts for the soldiers or sell them to make money to support their families. The women would develop different patterns and these would be copied by others until they became common, like the basket pattern. Many of the quilts made were able to be preserved. He said he was able to find one that was kept in one family and he bought it through an antique dealer. He then handed me my gift. I opened it to find this beautiful quilt. I was speechless!
To my husband: After 18 years, you can still amaze me. Thank you for a priceless memory. Here's to another 18.
"You're in the pretty flowered ones, the patterned ones, the plain.
You're in the ones I've sewn with joy and those I've sewn with pain.
And some are worn and faded and some still look brand new,
But each of my little patches holds a memory of you."
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
A little boy is like the sun.
Monday, September 17, 2007
"I’ve come to the conclusion that Mondays last 50% longer than the other days."
Thursday, September 13, 2007
"Once in a young lifetime one should be allowed to have as much sweetness as one can possibly want and hold."
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Sunday, September 9, 2007
It's not only the words that are different, there is an accent that goes with it. I was never able to figure out the origin of this accent. And some people have it bad while others hardly have it at all. Now, I really enjoy poking fun at my husband who sometimes, depending on who he has been around, will sound pretty close to that "Yinzer" doll. I told him that if we ever get to move back South, he will have to lose that accent or risk scaring people :)
"I have traveled more than any one else, and I have noticed that even the angels speak English with an accent."
"Ah ain't the one with the accent, y'all are!"
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Recently, he told me to take as many tomatoes as I wanted since he is moving and doesn't want them. Yes! But what to do with all those tomatoes I enthusiastically picked? Why, salsa of course! Now, I do cheat and use a packaged mix called Mrs. Wages, which I bought at the local Agway and Walmart. So all I had to do was blanch the tomatoes, chop them, and add the mix and 1/4 cup of vinegar. I put the salsa in last year's canning jars and put them in the fridge. My hubby took some jars to work to share and I have been giving some to my neighbors. I got some more tomatoes this week so I'm off to find another package of Mrs. Wages! Now, to find ways to use all that salsa....
“Salsa has now passed ketchup as America's favorite condiment. Isn't that amazing? You know it's bad when even our vegetables are starting to lose their jobs to Mexico.”