Saturday, December 31, 2005

Do you like anything chocolate, as I do?
Christine, over at Coffee & tea has a great recipe for

Missouri Mud Balls

Chocolate!This week's Carnival of the Recipes will be all about balls, so for Chocolate Friday, I give you Missouri Mud Balls.

Click HERE to get the recipe.

Friday, December 30, 2005

Predictions for next year

Want something fun to do? For more details, go HERE to Mr. Completely's and make your predictions.

How To Speak Kiwi

Pissed aside - Chemical which kills insects

Thursday, December 29, 2005

RECIPE: Coon (Procyon lotor) Balls

COON (Procyon lotor) BALLS

Make in exact proportion

3 c. Bisquick
1 lb. Jimmy Dean "hot sausage"
1 lb. Cheddar cheese (sharp)
3 tbsp. hot green chili sauce
1 tsp. garlic powder
1 tsp. onion powder

Mix all ingredients in large bowl, let stand 30 mintues. Roll into balls. Bake at 350 degrees, 15 to 20 minutes or until golden brown.

I like the taste of sweet with Hot, so I sometimes have a sweet dipping sauce on the side.

Doggie Wisdom

The reason a dog has so many friends is that he wags his tail instead of his tongue.

Don't accept your dog's admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful.
-Ann Landers

If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.
-Will Rogers

There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face.
-Ben Williams

A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves himself.
-Josh Billings

The average dog is a nicer person than the average person.
-Andy Rooney

We give dogs time we can spare, space we can spare and love we can spare.
And in return, dogs give us their all. It's the best deal man has ever made.
-M. Acklam

Dogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are incapable of pure love and always have to mix love and hate.
- Sigmund Freud

I wonder if other dogs think poodles are members of a weird religious cult.
-Rita Rudner

A dog teaches a boy fidelity, perseverance, and to turn around three times before lying down.
-Robert Benchley

Anybody who doesn't know what soap tastes like never washed a dog.
-Franklin P. Jones

If I have any beliefs about immortality, it is that certain dogs I have known will go to heaven, and very, very few persons.
-James Thurber

If your dog is fat, you aren't getting enough exercise.

My dog is worried about the economy because Alpo is up to $3.00 a can. That's almost $21.00 in dog money.
-Joe Weinstein

Ever consider what our dogs must think of us? I mean, here we come back from a grocery store with the most amazing haul -- chicken, pork, half a cow. They must think we're the greatest hunters on earth!
-Anne Tyler

If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you;
that is the principal difference between a dog and a man.
-Mark Twain

You can say any foolish thing to a dog, and the dog will give you a look that says, 'Wow, you're right! I never would've thought of that!'
- Dave Barry

Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.
-Roger Caras

If you think dogs can't count, try putting three dog biscuits in your pocket and then give him only two of them.
-Phil Pastoret

My goal in life is to be as good of a person my dog already thinks I am.

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Rain Again

Rain, rain, go away
Come back another day
Little Jenny wants to play.

Yes, it is raining again.
When I awoke early this morning, I was tempted to pull the blankets up over my head and stay in bed all day and listen to the rain on the roof. But if you want to play, you need to go to work once in a while to earn some of that green paper stuff to sustain your habit, like ammo for my gun, gardening stuff, and a good wine to drink, after I come back indoors, sighhhhhhh!!!

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Gifts from Santa

The Christmas celebration is over, the gifts unwrapped the wonderful food eaten, and leftovers in the fridge to be enjoyed for the next couple of days.

Mr. Completely and I really get a kick out of watching Rocket enjoy his Christmas gifts.

This year Santa gave him some turkey, which you can see him enjoying, and a new 'string' toy, (a long piece of string with colorful ribbons tied to the end, and of course bunches of red and white tissue paper which he loves to shred and decorate the living room floor with.

Santa Knew I had been very good this past year and rewarded me with a new gun.I suspect he knew I was wanting a backup gun if my Beretta U22 Neos failed.

I've always liked the looks of the Spud gun. The heavy barrel, the military angle grip, some absolutely beautiful grip panels, all add to the esthetics. The JA-RU reputation for fine quality firearms certainly doesn't hurt either.

As I do with any new firearm, I disassembled it fully, cleaned it, lubed it, and became familiar with it's inside workings. Something I noticed was that the slide movement wasn't very smooth. It wasn't really very rough, but it just wasn't that Spud Gun "greased glass" sort of smoothness. Granted, this was nearly a new Spud Gun, so that certainly was a contributing factor.

While I had it apart, I polished the sliding surfaces on the slide and frame, and it was noticeably smoother. Still not as smooth as I would have liked, but a lot better than it was. Putting two or three thousand rounds through it probably would have improved it even more. It was definitely decent, just not what I would expect from something from JA-RU.

Weapon information stolen and edited, from Mr. Completely

Monday, December 26, 2005

The Day After

The Yuk face shows how I feel this morning!

We had a very nice Christmas dinner yesterday, prime rib, lobster, salad, sweet potatoes, creamy garlic mashed potatoes,vegetables, wonderful desserts and the best tasting wine.

Yep!! I over did everything, Where are the Tums?

I now now for sure I am getting OLD and need to be more careful what, and how much I can consume!
Ohhhh! and I have to work today. It is going to be a looooong day.

Saturday, December 24, 2005


No blogging tomorrow. I am going to be doing some baking in the morning to take with us when we go to share Christmas dinner with our friends, later on in the day.

We are going to be having Good Food, Good drinks (hic!) Good company and Good Fun.

I wish all my readers, Family, Friends, and people I do not know personally, A Very Merry Christmas, and Wonderful New Year.


Chrissy is almost here, I hope I get lots of lollies and a stubby.

Chrissy: Christmas

Lollies: Candy

Stubby: a small bottle of beer

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Politically Correct Version of 'The Night Before Christmas!'

'Twas the night before Christmas and Santa's a wreck...
How to live in a world that's politically correct?
His workers no longer would answer to "Elves"
"Vertically Challenged" they were calling themselves
And labor conditions at the north pole Were alleged by the union to stifle the soul

Four reindeer had vanished, without much propriety
Released to the wilds by the Humane Society
And equal employment had made it quite clear
That Santa had better not use just reindeer
So Dancer and Donner, Comet and Cupid
Were replaced with 4 pigs, and you know that looked stupid!

The runners had been removed from his sleigh;
The ruts were termed dangerous by the E P A
And people had started to call for the cops
When they heard sled noises on their roof-tops
Second-hand smoke from his pipe had his workers quite frightened
His fur trimmed red suit was called "Unenlightened"

And to show you the strangeness of life's ebbs and flows
Rudolf was suing over unauthorised use of his nose
And had gone on Geraldo, in front of the nation
Demanding millions in over-due compensation

So, half of the reindeer were gone; and his wife
Who suddenly said she'd enough of this life
Joined a self-help group, packed, and left in a whiz
Demanding from now on her title was Ms

And as for the gifts, why, he'd ne'er had a notion
That making a choice could cause so much commotion
Nothing of leather, nothing of fur
Which meant nothing for him. And nothing for her
Nothing that might be construed to pollute
Nothing to aim. Nothing to shoot
Nothing that clamoured or made lots of noise
Nothing for just girls. Or just for boys
Nothing that claimed to be gender specific
Nothing that's warlike or non-pacific

No candy or sweets ... they were bad for the tooth
Nothing that seemed to embellish the truth
And fairy tales, while not yet forbidden
Were like Ken and Barbie, better off hidden
For they raised the hackles of those psychological
Who claimed the only good gift was ecological

No baseball, no football ... someone could get hurt;
Besides; playing sports exposed kids to dirt
Dolls were said to be sexist, and should be passe;
And Nintendo would rot your entire brain away

So Santa just stood there, dishevelled, perplexed;
He just could not figure out what to do next
He tried to be merry, tried to be gay
But you've got to be careful with that word today
His sack was quite empty, limp to the ground;
Nothing fully acceptable was to be found

Something special was needed, a gift that he might
Give to all without angering the left or the right
A gift that would satisfy, with no indecision
Each group of people, every religion;
Every ethnicity, every hue
Everyone, everywhere ... even you
So here is that gift, it's price beyond worth ...
"May you and your loved ones enjoy peace on earth"

Monday, December 19, 2005

Weather Forecast

At last, the nose biting cold snap has passed.
No longer are we waking to frost coated trees and slick roads. This morning the temperature is up in the low 40's it is almost tee shirt weather, well OK, sweater weather.

Weather Forecast

To tell the weather, go to your back door and look for the dog. If the dog is at the door and he is wet, it's probably raining.

But if the dog is standing there really soaking wet, it is probably raining really hard.

If the dog's fur looks like it's been rubbed the wrong way, it's probably windy.

If the dog has snow on his back, it's probably snowing.

Of course, to be able to tell the weather like this, you have to leave the dog outside all the time, especially if you expect bad weather.

The Cat

Saturday, December 17, 2005


70th Edition of Carnival of Recipes is being hosted by Caltechgirl over at
Not Exactly Rocket Science.
There is a great selection of wonderful recipes for the holiday season.
Click HERE to check them out.

Friday, December 16, 2005

Thursday, December 15, 2005



These biscuits (cookies) were baked every Christmas by my mother, then by myself when I had a family. As for them being a ‘small treat,’ they are kinda’ like potato chips, who can stop at just one?
As most American recipes use cup measures, I suggest, if you do not have a scale, buy one of those small scales used to measure diet size portions. I found one at a dollar store.

Afghan Biscuits
Deceptively decadent chocolate biscuit ideal with coffee, after dinner or as a small treat. They have a similar texture to shortbread only better.

7 ounces butter
3 ounces sugar
6 ounces flour
2 tablespoons cocoa powder
1 cup corn flakes, slightly crushed after measuring.
1/2 cup desiccated coconut (needs to be unsweetened finely shredded) The brand I found was next to the sweetened flaked coconut, or sometimes found in the organic section.

1 1/2 cup icing sugar (powdered sugar)
2 tablespoons cocoa powder
3 tablespoons hot water
Stir all together until smooth.

walnuts (to decorate) I don’t like walnuts so I leave them off

Cream softened butter and sugar, add sifted flour and cocoa. Stir in coconut and crushed corn flakes.
Put small spoonfuls on a greased oven tray and bake about 15 minutes at 350F
Leave them on the oven tray a few minutes before removing them to a wire rack to cool.
When cold, ice and place piece of walnut on top of each biscuit.

After I ice mine, I dunk the icing side of each biscuit in some of the coconut

Thursday chuckle


An American Democrat

You have two cows.
Your neighbor has none.
You feel guilty for being successful.
You vote people into office that put a tax on your cows, forcing you to sell one to raise money to pay the tax.
The people you voted for then take tax money, buy a cow and give it to your neighbor. You feel righteous and Barbara Streisand sings for you.

An American Republican

You have two cows.
Your neighbor has none.


You have two cows.
The government takes one and gives it to your neighbor.
You form a cooperative to tell him how to manage his cow.


You have two cows.
The government seizes both and provides you with milk.
You wait in line for hours to get it.
It is expensive and sour.

Capitalism, American style

You have two cows.
You sell one, buy a bull, and build a herd of cows.

Democracy, American style

You have two cows.
The government taxes you to the point you have to sell both to support a man in a foreign country who has only one cow, which was a gift from your' government.

Bureaucracy, American style

You have two cows.
The government takes them both, shoots one, milks the other, pays you for the milk, and then pours the milk down the drain.

Democracy, American style

The government promises to give you two cows if you vote for it.
After the election, the president is impeached for speculating in cow futures.
The press dubs the affair "Cowgate"


You have two cows.
Your lord takes some of the milk

Pure socialism

You have two cows.
The government takes them and puts them in a barn with everyone else's cows.
You have to take care of all the cows.
The government gives you as much milk as you need

Bureaucratic socialism

You have two cows.
The government takes them and puts them in a barn with everyone else's cows.
They are cared for by ex-chicken farmers.
You have to take care of the chickens the government took from the chicken farmers.
The government gives you as much milk and as many eggs as the regulations say you should need.


You have two cows.
The government takes both, hires you to take care of them, and sells you the milk.

Pure communism

You have two cows.
Your neighbors help you take care of them, and you all share the milk.

Russian communism

You have two cows.
You have to take care of them, but the government takes all the milk


You have two cows.
The government takes both and shoots you

Singaporean democracy

You have two cows.
The government fines you for keeping two unlicensed farm animals in an apartment


You have two cows.
The government takes both and drafts you

Pure democracy

You have two cows.
Your neighbors decide who gets the milk

Repreresentative democracy

You have two cows.
Your neighbors pick someone to tell you who gets the milk

British democracy

You have two cows.
You feed them sheeps' brains and they go mad.
The government doesn't do anything.


You have two cows.
At first the government regulates what you can feed them and when you can milk them.
Then it pays you not to milk them.
After that it takes both, shoots one, milks the other and pours the milk down the drain.
Then it requires you to fill out forms accounting for the missing cows


You have two cows.
Either you sell the milk at a fair price or your neighbors try to kill you and take the cows


You have two cows.
You sell one and buy a bull

Hong Kong capitalism

You have two cows.
You sell three of them to your publicly - listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother - in - law at the bank, then execute a debt / equity swap with associated general offer so that you get all four cows back, with a tax deduction for keeping five cows.
The milk rights of six cows are transferred via a Panamanian intermediary to a Cayman Islands company secretly owned by the majority shareholder, who sells the rights to all seven cows' milk back to the listed company.
The annual report says that the company owns eight cows, with an option on one more. Meanwhile, you kill the two cows because the fung shui is bad.


You have two cows.
The government bans you from milking or killing them


You have two cows.
They get married and adopt a veal calf


You have two cows.
The government takes them and denies they ever existed.
Milk is banned

Political Correctness

You are associated with (the concept of "ownership" is a symbol of the phallo - centric, war - mongering, intolerant past) two differently - aged (but no less valuable to society) bovines of non - specified gender.

Counter Culture

Wow, dude, there's like... these two cows, man.
You got to have some of this milk.


you have two giraffes.
The government requires you to take harmonica lessons.

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Our Christmas Tree

It is a shame that it is so difficult to get a really good picture of a christmas tree when it is all lit. This tree looks fantastic and the picture does not do it justice.

This year I decided to replace all the lights and have bought both white and blue lights. The blue lights are more towards the trunk of the tree, the white ones on the outer limbs.

Over the years I have collected many, many ornaments. Some from my visits to other states, some from other countries.

For a couple of years I decorated the tree in blues and burgundy, but then decided that I missed seeing all the wonderful decorations I have collected, so now our tree is loaded with as many decorations as I can fit on it. Oh, and I nearly forgot to mention, the tree is sitting in one of those rotating tree stands, so we can enjoy all the decorations as the tree slowly rotates.

Mr Completely and Rocket (our kitty) have helped me by staying out of the way while I decorated our tree.

Check out HERE what MR.C has to say.

Frosty Morning

Oh what a beautiful morning!

I stumbled out to the kitchen this morning to make the usual 'wake up' pot of coffee, glanced out the kitchen window, and was greeted by a beautiful pink tinted sky, frost covered pasture and frost on the roof of the neighbor's house.

Looks like we will have a cold, but clear day.

Now to go drink some more of my coffee before I have to leave for work.

Monday, December 12, 2005

TEST: Are you ready to have kids yet?

Smear peanut butter on the sofa and curtains. Place a fish stick behind the couch and leave it there all summer.
Obtain a 55 gallon box of Legos (or you may substitute roofing tacks). Have a friend spread them all over the house. Put on a blindfold. Try to walk to the bathroom or kitchen. Do not scream because this would wake a child at night.
Borrow one or two small animals (goats are best) and take them with you as you shop. Always keep them in sight and pay for anything they eat or damage.
Obtain one large, unhappy, live octopus. Stuff into a small net bag making sure that all the arms stay inside.
Obtain a large plastic milk jug. Fill halfway with water. Suspend from the ceiling with a cord. Start the jug swinging. Try to insert spoonfuls of soggy cereal into the mouth of the jug, while pretending to be an airplane. Now dump the contents of the jug on the floor.
Prepare by obtaining a small cloth bag and fill it with 8-12 pounds of sand. Soak it thoroughly in water. At 3:00p.m. begin to waltz and hum with the bag until 9:00p.m. Lay down your bag and set your alarm for 10:00p.m.Get up, pick up your bag, and sing every song you have ever heard. Make up about a dozen more and sing these too until 4:00a.m. Set alarm for 5:00a.m. Get up and make breakfast. Keep this up for 5 years. Look cheerful.
Take an egg carton. Using a pair of scissors and pot of paint, turn it into an alligator. Now take a toilet paper tube and turn it into an attractive Christmas candle. Use only scotch tape and a piece of foil. Last, take a milk carton, a ping-pong ball, and an empty box of Cocoa Puffs. Make an exact replica of the Eiffel Tower.
Forget the BMW and buy a station wagon. Buy a chocolate ice cream cone and put it in the glove compartment. Leave it there. Get a dime. Stick it into the cassette player. Take a family size package of chocolate chip cookies. Mash them into the back seat. Run a garden rake along both sides of the car. There, perfect.
Obtain a large bean bag chair and attach it to the front of your clothes. Leave it here for 9 months. Now remove 10 of the beans. And try not to notice your closet full of clothes. You won't be wearing them for a while.
Go to the nearest drug store. Set your wallet on the counter. Ask the clerk to help himself. Now proceed to the nearest food store. Go to the head office and arrange for your paycheck to be directly deposited to the store. Purchase a newspaper. Go home and read it quietly for the last time.

Find a couple who already have a small child. Lecture them on how they can improve their discipline, patience, tolerance, toilet training and child's table manners. Suggest many ways they can improve. Emphasize to them that they should never allow their children to run wild. Enjoy this experience. It will be the last time you will have all the answers.

Saturday, December 10, 2005


Trouble in Shangrila, over at Dubious Wonder is hosting the carnival of recipes this week.
There is everything from brisket to chocolate bourbon balls.

Mouth watering recipes for you to try, CLICK HERE to see the recipes.

Friday, December 09, 2005

RECIPE: Italian Sausage Soup

1/2 pound sweet Italian sausage, with casings removed.
1 medium onion, peeled and chopped.
1 (1pound) can chopped tomatoes with juice.
3 cups chicken broth.
1tsp. dried basil.
1 cup uncooked elbow macaroni.
1/4 tsp. salt

Cook the sausage, in a 2 quart saucepan over moderate heat, using a spoon to break the meat into small pieces.
Add the onion and continue cooking, uncovered for 5 minutes, or until onion is soft.
Add the tomatoes, chicken broth and basil, and bring to a boil.
Stir in the macaroni and simmer, covered for 10 minutes, or until the macaroni is tender.
Add salt and serve.

I like to top each serving with about 2tbs. grated parmesan cheese, and have a nice crusty bread which has been sliced and a little cheese sprinkled over, then broiled until the cheese melts.

Erin's Party

Last night, the women I work with got together to have a special evening for Erin.

This beautiful young woman is leaving the spa to focus her energy on her pregnancy and upcoming motherhood.

We had a wonderful potluck dinner before a ritual was performed celebrating the transition from 'maiden to mother.'

Each of us brought three beads to the party, each bead signifying something special. We all took turns telling Erin what each bead meant and placed them in a bowl which was passed from woman to woman, until all the beads were in the bowl.The beads are to be strung together to form a necklace for Erin.

All of us had a very special time and all look forward to the arrival of Erin and Greg's new child in April.


SNARKY: mixture of sarcastic and nasty

Thursday, December 08, 2005


Another Milestone reached. It is so gratifying to know there are folks actually reading my blog. All I need now are more comments (nice ones of course) A huge Thank You to all my readers.

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Christmas shopping

Yesterday it occured to me that Christmas was sneakin' up way too fast and I had better go get some shopping done.

Today was the perfect day to go fight the crowds!
When I looked out the window first thing this morning, I thought, " good, no snow, no frost, clear but cold day, no excuses , get moving" so I got moving.

I must admit that I was pleasantly surprised, there weren't all that many people in the stores yet, so I spent a great day wandering around all my favorite stores, buying gifts, and not once wanting to scowl at rude pushy shoppers.

Around 1pm I was hungry, so treated myself to lunch at the chinese buffet. I love this place, so many choices, I came out of the restaurant I think about 5lbs heavier. Mr.Completely tells me that the buffet style restaurants always make money off of me as I really do not eat all that much, Oh well! I eat what I want, and I am happy when I get done.

Sunday, December 04, 2005


Pin top shooting is done for the year and the scores have been tallied.

Rim Fire Optical Sight

1st. -- Mr. Completely (barely)
2nd. -- "Evil Al"
3rd. -- KeeWee (WOO HOO!!)

This is a very nice surprise and quite an honor. I shot against many very good shooters, I really do not know how I managed to be 3rd, must be the 'hare and tortoise' theory, I just plodded along!
Mr. Completely will tell you it was the coaching and gun smithing, there is some truth to his words.

Christmas Cookies

Mr. Completely has a recipe for Christmas cookies you just have to go read.
do not have a mouth full of coffee when you read the recipe.
Go Here to read.

Gonna Be A Bear

In this life I’m a woman. In my next life, I’d Like to come back as a bear.When you’re a Bear, you get to hibernate. You do nothing But sleep for six months. I could deal with That.

Before you hibernate, you’re supposed to eat Yourself stupid. I could deal with that too.

When you are a girl bear, you birth your Children (who are the size of walnuts) while You’re sleeping and wake to partially grown, Cute, cuddly cubs. I could definitely deal with That.

If you’re a mama bear, everyone knows you mean business. You swat anyone who bothers your cubs. If your cubs get out of line, you swat them too. I could deal with that.

If you are a bear, your mate EXPECTS you to Wake up growling. He EXPECTS that you will Have hairy legs and excess body fat.

Yup, gonna be a bear.

Saturday, December 03, 2005

Christmas Party

The Fishin' Club folk visiting before getting down to the serious job of eating all the great pot luck food.

Setting out all the Goodies

Just a few of the delicious desserts we had to choose from.

DK was so 'tickled' to win this Shimano rod and reel.

Friday, December 02, 2005

Fishin' Club Party

Tonight The fishin' Club is having it's Christmas pot luck party.

This club is a little different from some other clubs, in that, we have a board of directors who meet once a month and take care of all club business, so on club meeting nights we get right to the fun stuff.

At the meetings we have fishing reports, a guest speaker, and of course a raffle. all the raffle tickets which are not winners go into a pot, and at our Christmas pot luck there are three tickets drawn for great prizes.We have two smokers and a very nice fishing rod to give away.

THEN, there is the pot luck food, Oh! boy! Oh! Boy! we sure do eat well. The variety of dishes is fantastic, you name it, and it is usually there on one of the tables.

All going well, and I remember to take some photos in between visiting the food tables, filling my plate and eating, I may have some pictures to show you tomorrow.


Wet blanket: Someone who spoils the fun of others; someone who doesn't get into the swing of things, particularly at a social function.

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Great way to spend part of my day off!

As many of you know, I work at a Day Spa, so what am I doing on my day off?

I am going into the spa to be a 'body' for one of the therapists to practice a wrap on!

Imagine being in a room listening to soft music, and the water right outside the window lapping at the bulkhead, you are covered in a scented oil, massaged, then enveloped in warm blankets and left to rest for a while.

Tough job, but someone has to do it!

May as well be me.

Sunday, November 27, 2005

The one that didn't get away

My brother, John holding a king terakihi which was caught in about 70 meters of water at one of their favorite fishing spots.

My brothers, Graeme and John, are avid fishermen who go fishing at every opportunity.

The king terakihi is a 'brother' of the common terakihi. The common terakihi is plentiful in the waters around New Zealand and often used in fish and chips. Oh! how I love fish and chips, especially when the fish is fresh from the sea.

Friday, November 25, 2005

Recipe: Hot Beef Curry

Hot Beef Curry

1 1/2 lb. beef top round
1 onion
2 cloves garlic
1 inch piece green ginger
Cooking oil
1 teaspoon curry powder ( or more)
½ tsp chili powder ( or more if you like heat)
½ tsp. Turmeric
2 tbsp. Lemon juice
1tsp. Salt
1 cup coconut cream

Cut meat into 1 inch cubes. Slice the onion and chop the ginger and garlic.
Heat the oil and fry the onion until golden. Add the ginger and garlic and cook 1 minute longer.
Add curry powder, turmeric, and chili powder, and cook 1 minute.
Add the meat and brown all over. Add lemon juice and salt.
Mix in the coconut cream, cover and simmer the curry for 1 hour or until the meat is tender.
Serve with boiled rice.

Depending on your taste for spice, and heat, adjust the amount of curry and chili powders.


Gumboots: rubber boots, wellingtons, wellies.

we could make use of gumboots today. It started to rain sometime during the night, and is still coming down.

Thursday, November 24, 2005



For my freedom bought with sacrifice by others.
For the man who loves me, and is my best friend.
For all the love and laughter in my life.
For my family.
For good friends
For a job I actually like.
For the sunshine today, after days of fog.
For the beauty on this earth.
Looking out the window, I can see two rabbits, snuggled up against each other at the base of a tree, trying to keep warm. I am thankful for all the wonderful creatures we have on this earth.
For all my blogger friends.
For all the other things too numerous to mention.

Happy Thanksgiving to all and blessings on your day.

Tuesday, November 22, 2005



Please join me in remembering a great icon of the entertainment community.

The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71.

Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins,BettyCrocker,the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch.

The grave site was piled high with flours.

Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded.

Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes.

Despite being a little flaky at times he still was a crusty old man and was considered a roll model for millions.

Doughboy is survived by his wife Play Dough, two children, John Dough and Jane Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart.

The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes.

Thanks to Roxie

Saturday, November 19, 2005

The Law Of Unintended Consequenses

Never bring plants into the house.

Garden Grass Snakes (also known as Garter Snakes...Thamnophissirtalis)
can be dangerous... Yes, grass snakes, not rattlesnakes.

Here's why...

A couple in Sweetwater, Texas, had a lot of potted plants. During a recent cold spell, the wife was bringing a lot of them indoors to protect them from a possible freeze.

It turned out that a little green garden grass snake was hidden in one of the plants and when it had warmed up, it slithered out and the wife saw it go under the sofa.
She let out a very loud scream.

The husband (who was taking a shower) ran out into the living room naked to see what the problem was. She told him there was a snake under the sofa.

He got down on the floor on his hands and knees to look for it. About that time the family dog came and cold-nosed him on the behind. He thought the snake had bitten him, so he screamed and fell over on the floor.

His wife thought he had a heart attack, so she covered him up, told him to lie still and called an ambulance.

The attendants rushed in, wouldn't listen to his protests and loaded him on the stretcher and started carrying him out.

About that time the snake came out from under the sofa and the Emergency Medical Technician saw it and dropped his end of the stretcher.

That's when the man broke his leg and why he is still in the hospital.

The wife still had the problem of the snake in the house, so she called on a neighbor man. He volunteered to capture the snake. He armed himself with a rolled-up newspaper and began poking under the couch. Soon he decided it was gone and told the woman, who sat down on the sofa in relief.

But while relaxing, her hand dangled in between the cushions, where she felt the snake wriggling around. She screamed and fainted, the snake rushed back under the sofa.

The neighbor man, seeing her lying there passed out, tried to use CPR to revive her.

The neighbor's wife, who had just returned from shopping at the grocery store, saw her husband's mouth on the woman's mouth and slammed her husband in the back of the head with a bag of canned goods, knocking him out and cutting his scalp to a point where it needed stitches.

The noise woke the woman from her dead faint and she saw her neighbor lying on the floor with his wife bending over him, so she assumed that he had been bitten by the snake. She went to the kitchen and got a small bottle of whiskey, and began pouring it down the man's throat.

By now the police had arrived.

They saw the unconscious man, smelled the whiskey, and assumed that a drunken fight had occurred. They were about to arrest them all, when the women tried to explain how it all happened over a little green snake.

The police called an ambulance, which took away the neighbor and his sobbing wife.

The little snake again crawled out from under the sofa.

One of the policemen drew his gun and fired at it.

He missed the snake and hit the leg of the end table. The table fell over and the lamp on it shattered and as the bulb broke it started a fire in the drapes.

The other policeman tried to beat out the flames, and fell through the window into the yard on top of the family dog who, startled, jumped out and raced into the street, where an oncoming car swerved to avoid it and smashed into the parked police car.

Meanwhile, burning drapes, were seen by the neighbors who called the fire department.

The firemen had started raising the fire truck ladder when they were halfway down the street.

The rising ladder tore out the overhead wires and put out the electricity and disconnected the telephones in a ten-square city block area (but they did get the house fire out).*

Time passed! . Both men were discharged from the hospital, the house was repaired, the dog came home,the police acquired a new car, and all was right with their world.

A while later they were watching TV and the weatherman announced a cold snap for that night. The husband asked his wife if she thought they should bring in their plants for the night.

That's when she shot him.*

Thank you to Bob for this.

Friday, November 18, 2005


Pack a Sad: Become morose, ill humoured, moody.

Thursday, November 17, 2005


Tacos in Pasta Shells

1 ¼ lbs. Ground beef
3oz. Cream cheese with chives, cubed and softened
1 tsp. Salt
1 tsp. Chili powder
18 jumbo pasta shells, cooked, rinsed, and drained
2 tbsp. Butter, melted
1 cup taco sauce
4 oz. Shredded cheddar cheese
4 oz. Shredded Monterey jack cheese
1 ½ cups crushed tortilla chips
1 cup sour cream
3 green onions, chopped
Lettuce, olives, cherry tomatoes (optional)

Cook beef until brown, drain fat. Reduce heat to medium low.
Add cream cheese, salt and chili powder; simmer 2 minutes
Toss shells with butter; fill with beef mixture. Arrange shells in a buttered 9x13 pan.
Pour taco sauce over each shell. Cover with foil and bake 350F for 15 minutes.
Uncover, then top with the two cheeses and crushed chips and bake until bubbly.
To serve top with sour cream and chopped onions.
Garnish with olives, tomatoes and lettuce

I like to use pepper jack cheese in place of the cheddar and have extra taco sauce on the side.

Wednesday, November 16, 2005


Rocket is aptly named, as he loves to run, he streaks up and down the stairs, along the hallway and through the living room at a great rate of speed.

One of rocket's favorite places to sit and watch birds is on the corner of my computer desk. He spends a great deal of time watching the birds eating from the feeder which is stuck to the glass with suction cups.

It is fun to watch Rocket and the birds, and imagine what they are thinking. I can almost hear the birds saying, "sure glad they keep that cat indoors"
We are always telling Rocket that the birds would not be much fun to play with as they break too easily.

Rocket is a very independent cat, he loves to be petted and brushed, but does not like to sit on our laps or be picked up, he definitely is the boss around here.

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Childhood Memories

Standard 3 1957 Hokowhitu School
Palmerston North New Zealand
Standard 3 is about grade 5 USA

I will not point out where I am in the photo, but I will say, I am the cutest girl.

A few weeks ago I came across some old school photos and started wondering what life had brought all these kids I had gone to school with.

I decided the way to go, was to do a Google, people search in New Zealand, and came across a web site called Old Friends. On this site you can find old school friends, people you used to work with and even friends from service clubs.

The 'Old friends' site, is set up in such a way, that you have to add the names of people you would like to hear from on 'your friends' list, then you can send an email to one of these friends through 'old friends' and the person receiving the email, can reply to your email if they so wish.

The few photographs I have kept all these years, I posted on the school web sites, entering as many names of the kids, I could remember, in the grid underneath the photos.

The response to the photos, and the messages I left on the site to be forwarded by 'Old friends' has been very rewarding, a number of people have made contact already and we are enjoying trading stories of the last 48-50 years.

I am looking forward to hearing from many more of my old school friends.

Saturday, November 12, 2005


Geese Facts

This fall when you see geese heading south for the winter... flying along in V might consider what science has discovered as to why they fly that way:

As each bird flaps its wings, it creates an uplift for the bird immediately following. By flying in V formation the whole flock adds at least 71% greater flying range, than if each bird flew on its own.

People who share a common direction and sense of community can get where they are going more quickly and easily because they are traveling on the thrust of one another.

When a goose falls out of formation, it suddenly feels the drag and resistance of trying to go it alone... and quickly gets back into formation to take advantage of the lifting power of the bird in front. If we have as much sense as a goose, we will stay in formation with those who are headed the same way we are.

When the head goose gets tired it rotates back in the wing and another goose flies point. It is sensible to take turns doing demanding jobs...with people or with geese flying south.

Geese honk from behind to encourage those up front to keep up their speed. What do we say when we honk from behind?

Finally...and this is important...when a goose gets sick or is wounded by gunshots, and falls out of formation, two other geese fall out with that goose and follow it down to lend help and protection. They stay with the fallen goose until it is able to fly or until it dies, and only then do they launch out on their own, or with another formation to catch up with their group.

If we have the sense of a goose, we will stand by each other like that.

I was quite taken by these facts on how geese support and encourage one another,a lesson we all can afford to learn.

Friday, November 11, 2005


what we used to say is " keewee is packing a wobbly" meaning, she is angry or being snotty!

Thursday, November 10, 2005


patriotic pie

1 pkg Blueberry muffin mix, with canned berries
¼ cup butter
1 8oz cream cheese
1/3 cup sugar
½ cup sour cream
1tsp. Vanilla
½ of 8oz. Tub of cool whip
Can of blueberries from mix
1 Can cherry pie filling

Preheat oven to 400F. Grease 9-inch pie plate.
For crust, place mix in medium bowl and cut in butter with pastry blender.
Spread evenly in ungreased 9-inch pan. Do not press
Bake 10 to 12 minutes. Stir, and reserve 1/2 cup of mixture for top.
Press remaining crumb mixture against bottom and sides of pie plate. Cool completely.

For filling, Beat cream cheese until smooth, gradually beat in sugar. Blend in sour cream and vanilla. Fold in cool whip and spoon into cooled crust.

For topping, spread reserved crumbs over top of filling, then decorate with canned blueberries which have been rinsed and drained, and cherry pie filling.
Chill at least 3 hours.

I also make this recipe using vanilla ice cream as a filling and seasonal fruit to decorate.

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Sunday, November 06, 2005

Steve's Flightstar

When we were in Juneau last year, our friend Steve took me up for a ride in his Flightstar. (experimental aircraft, except Steve's is way beyond, being experimental)

We were flying around over Juneau, enjoying the view, when Steve asked me if I would like to experience a stall.(You have to understand that I am a real chicken when it comes to dropping from heights, I won't even ride a roller coaster.)

I thought to myself, "OK, this is an experience of a life time, just do it"

I looked at Steve and said OK, hoping I did not look as nervous as I felt.

You would have been proud of me, when the nose of the Flightstar was pointed up just before the drop! I was thinking, "this is fun," then down the Flightstar went, just a little way, as Steve did not want to scare me too much. I will admit I had my eyes closed during the drop thinking if I could not see anything it would not feel so extreme, and it didn't.

I did experience that feeling in the pit of my stomach when you fall from a height, but it lasted for such a short time that I was Ok with it, and when the stall was over and we were flying level again, I said to my self," Whew! I did it, but I don't think I want do it again."

I was happy to have this experience, and I still feel the same about roller coasters.

For a look at a picture of the Flightstar you can go to Mr.Completely's site and view it by clicking HERE

Saturday, November 05, 2005

Carnival Of Recipes

This week, Carnival of recipes #64 is being hosted by Pajama Pundits.
The cool weather has folks thinking nice warming comfort food like soups.
Go on over to Pajama Pundits and take a look at all the wonderful recipes.

Friday, November 04, 2005


Now I have your attention!

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TIP: dump or recycling depot.

When I was a kid, my brothers and I always rode with Dad to the tip.
It was always interesting to see what 'treasures' people were throwing away.

Thursday, November 03, 2005



2lbs hamburger
1 onion – chopped
1 15oz. can corn
1 15oz. can chili beans
1 15oz. Can kidney beans
1 15oz. Can diced tomatoes
1 lg. Can V8 juice
1 env. Taco seasoning

I like to brown then drain the hamburger before putting it in the crock pot.
Open all cans , Do not drain
Place all ingredients in large crock pot, simmer 4 to 6 hours
To serve, top with shredded cheese and sour cream.
Have your favorite corn chips on the side.

It is so nice to come home to a hot meal, especially if you have spent time outside in the cold.

Tuesday, November 01, 2005


Pick cat up and cradle it in the crook of your left arm as if holding a baby. Position right forefinger and thumb on either side of cat's mouth and gently apply pressure to cheeks while holding pill in right hand. As cat opens mouth pop pill into mouth. Allow cat to close mouth and swallow.

Retrieve pill from floor and cat from behind sofa. Cradle cat in left arm and repeat process.

Retrieve cat from bedroom, and throw away soggy pill.

Take new pill from foil wrap, cradle cat in left arm holding rear paws tightly with left hand. Force jaws open and push pill to back of mouth with right forefinger. Hold mouth shut for a count of ten.

Retrieve pill from goldfish bowl and cat from top of wardrobe. Call spouse from garden.

Kneel on floor with cat wedged firmly between knees, hold front and rear paws. Ignore low growls emitted by cat. Get spouse to hold head firmly with one hand while forcing wooden ruler into mouth. Drop pill down ruler and rub cat's throat vigorously.

Retrieve cat from curtain rail, get another pill from foil wrap. Make note to buy new ruler and repair curtains. Carefully sweep shattered figurines and vases from hearth and set to one side for gluing later.

Wrap cat in large towel and get spouse to lie on cat with head just visible from below armpit. Put pill in end of drinking straw, force mouth open with pencil and blow down drinking straw.

Check label to make sure pill not harmful to humans, drink 1 beer to take taste away. Apply Band-Aid to spouse's forearm and remove blood from carpet with cold water and soap.

Retrieve cat from neighbors shed. Get another pill. Open another beer. Place cat in cupboard and close door onto neck to leave head showing. Force mouth open with dessert spoon. Flick pill down throat with elastic band.

Fetch screwdriver from garage and put cupboard door back on hinges. Drink beer. Fetch bottle of scotch. Pour shot, drink. Apply cold compress to cheek and check records for date of last tetanus jab. Apply Whiskey compress to cheek to disinfect. Toss back another shot. Throw t-shirt away and fetch new one from bedroom.

Ring fire department to retrieve the cat from tree across the road. Apologize to neighbor who crashed into fence while swerving to avoid cat. Take last pill from foil-wrap.

Tie the cats front paws to rear paws with garden twine and bind tightly to leg of dining table, find heavy duty pruning gloves from shed.

Push pill into mouth followed by large piece of fillet steak. Be rough about it. Hold head vertically and pour 2 liters of water down throat to wash pill down.

Consume remainder of Scotch. Get spouse to drive you to the emergency room, sit quietly while doctor stitches fingers and forearm and removes pill remnants from right eye. Call furniture shop on way home to order new table.

Arrange for RSPCA to collect mutant cat from Hades, and ring local pet shop to see if they have any hamsters.


01. Wrap it in bacon.


I grew up hearing the myth about how Maui fished New Zealand up out of the ocean.
Grampapinhead has the story HERE for you to read.

Sunday, October 30, 2005

Blogger Blastorama

Analogkid and Mollbot go head to head.

We started our day off at the pin range. Analogkid and I had our challenge shoot out, I did manage to win that one, but was beat in the next round by Mollbot. Mollbot, in his turn was beat by JimP.

Mr. Completely shooting his .38 Special wheelgun

Our pumpkin targets

My 22 Beretta just made kinda' neat little holes in the pumpkins, but when I shot Analogkid's 9mm CZ there were nice big holes. What fun!!!

JimP, Mr. Completely and Mollbot intent on making pumpkin puree

Into the garbage with these pieces

Anyone want some Used pumpkin?

Analogkid and Molbot showing what a rifle will do to pumpkins.

We had done our pumpkin shooting at the pistol range, and now have set up at the rifle range. Besides pumpkins, we had cue chalk to shoot at, so cool to see the puff of chalk when it is hit.

Mr. completely shooting Analogkid's Boomershoot rifle

chalk target exploding

Pretty exciting when the chalk is hit. If you look close, on the right side you can see the puff of chalk dust.

Now go to Mr.Completely's site to see more on our fun day.