Lady Poker Gaga Face

I live under Bou's rock sometimes. I'd heard kids talking about this Gaga lady, but never knew what she sang or looked like or why people were so gaga over her.

I've avoided listening to her music for as long as I could....until this video showed up.

I first saw it a couple months ago. I must go back every so often and watch it, I love it so. It is catchy, and the guy is hilarious and amazing. So, here ya go, enjoy along with me...

New Year, No Resolution.

I've been toying with the idea of becoming healthier. I don't mean skinnier, although that will be a fabulous side effect. I mean healthier. I know I am a sugar addict. So I want to cut out sugar, which is actually in more food than you think.

I'm a semi-healthy person now. I rarely get sick (sick). I have allergies. Those suck. I might be getting a bone spur in my left foot. That definitely sucks. If I walk too much, I limp. So running is out, for now. Not that I *could* run, just that it is off the table of possibilities, even if I wanted to.

No, I mean healthier-healthier. Currently, I rarely eat red meat. I prefer chicken to anything else out there, and on the odd occasion I eat red meat my body lets me know immediately. So I am one-up in the meat department. Although I rarely eat fish, either. My motto is, if it comes out of the ocean, chances are, I'm not eating it. Once in a while I get a craving for fried fish, but not often.

I need to eat more vegetables. Unlike Bou who recently had all the vegetables she can handle, I need to increase the amount of veggies in my house. I dislike vegetables. Always have. But I think I need to start trying them again to see if I still dislike them.

I need to increase the amount and varieties of fruit I eat. Quit drinking sugar drinks like soda or fruit juice.

I need to cut out white flour. Switch to whole grain everything. Even add nuts into my daily intake of protein.

So there's my non-resolution for new year. Get healthier. More fruits and vegetables. More whole grain, less sugar and sweet things. Less processed foods. Read labels. Visit the farmer's market here.

And I am not ignorant to believe that I can do all this immediately. No...I will need to do this slowly, one item at a time. I gave up soda two days ago. That's one. Next will be eating more fruit.

I'm like the fat engine that could. I think I can I think I can...and I will. I just told the world...I either will, or I look like an ass. :)

To Tree or Not to Tree

For the past couple of weeks, I have wanted a Christmas tree. Bad. When I left the ex, I left all holiday decorations with him. And I do mean ALL. I took none of my beloved halloween decorations or any of the Christmas ones handed down or made by the kids.

I just wanted out.

So the past few weeks, I've been on the 'I want a tree....' band-wagon. But now I am not so sure. What is the tree for, anyway? It's something to decorate, look pretty and place presents under for your loved ones, mostly children.

I don't have my children here. Besides, they are grown up and have their own lives. Grau has his boys, but only one day a week (he works six of seven days a week, every week). For Christmas we will probably have the boys one day, and because Grau will most likely be working the night before, they won't spend Christmas Eve with us.

Which means it will be just Grau and I until he goes to get his boys. And I am okay with that. But I got to thinking about the tree. Why go through so much trouble? We can't afford a good artificial tree, and why spend the money on a real tree when we will also need to buy the stand, ornaments, garland and the like too?

It seems...cost prohibitive, to me. So I think we will go get a small tree I saw in the store...

I think it's perfect! (at least for this year....)

Snow Tears

I love snow. I always have. I guess it comes from growing up in Southern California and only seeing snow when we would take winter vacations in Big Bear. OH! How I loved the cozy 2-story cabin we rented, building a snowman with my brother, hot cocoa and the fireplace.

I still love snow. It started here last night after I went to bed. I woke up this morning to at least three inches on the ground, and it is still snowing. They forecast 4-6 inches. I am in heaven!

And as I sat on the love seat, looking out the window at the gorgeous snow-laden branches of bare leaf trees, grooves in the road caused by the determined soul (or the mailman...), I smile. I smile because snow always takes me back to being a kid. To Big Bear. To snowmen and hot cocoa and cozy warmth and fireplaces.

And suddenly I started to cry. I remembered I used to wake up earlier than everyone else in my house, my kids tucked away, snoring, the then husband just going to bed an hour earlier....and I would wake up... see the snow and get excited...

I would go to the kids, Wake up! Wake up! It's snowing! It snowed last night!

And together the four of us would run to the windows and sigh....suddenly there would be a flurry of activity...pants and coats and three tube socks on each hand and out the door they would go.

One year, we built an igloo in the back yard. We've built snowmen in the front yard, 'brick' walls for snowball fights, snow angels...everything. Everything and anything we could think of, we built together.

And now, my kids.....are grown up. They have their own lives...and their father to whisper in their ear how horrible I was.

Do they remember those mornings? Do they remember how we took an aluminum bread pan to make brick walls? Do they remember trudging out behind grandma's house and cutting down our own Christmas tree? Do they remember using their own hats and gloves on the sickliest looking snowman the year we had only 2" of snow?

I do. And I hope they do, too.

Darn Hallmark Christmas shows... I shouldn't watch them. They make me weepy.

Thoughts & Remembrances

Thanksgiving is a time to give thanks for all that is in your life. Not just the good things. Everything. With that thought in mind, I give you the following brain waves:

I am extremely thankful for Grau. He is truly the Yin to my Yang. The old corny lines like 'you complete me' come to mind. I am finally at peace and happy, and it is all due to him.

I am thankful for the little things.

The cat we didn't catch.

The cat we currently have.

The two flights of stairs to do laundry, because unlike a friend of mine who recently had her leg amputated, I *can* walk them.

For Freecycle and the unbelievable finds that now adorn my house.

For my mom and her little comments when I was married to asshole. I now know what she spoke of, and I recognize in her own way she was telling me something without saying it outright. I get it now.

For Grau's boys, they are each unique and interesting.

I am thankful for the ability to cook for Grau's dad and family.

And believe it or not, I am thankful for my asshole ex. Without him, I wouldn't be where I am today. I hold no hard feelings.

I am thankful that my daughter is not pregnant. That, even though she is making poor life decisions, she is healthy and still in school.

I am thankful for my friends, old OK friends and new IL ones. The new ones accept me as I am, warts and all.

And I remember Thanksgivings past....how I would do all the work and receive no help. Because it makes me appreciate all that I have now.

Fudge

Three more batches of fudge....done, cut and ready to pack away. Chocolate fudge, Peanut Butter/Chocolate fudge and Dark Chocolate/Mint fudge.

We are going to Grau's dad's for Thanksgiving. I am cooking the meat, Grau's sis is doing veggies and taters.

Oh, and gravy. I suck at making gravy.

No, I don't suck at it...I plain-'ol can't do it.

I have a gravy block.

Many times my father has tried teaching me how to make gravy. Once, in 30 years, he's been successful, and I have not been able to duplicate whatever it was that I did.

Seriously, when I make gravy these days, it comes from a package and I add water. Yeah, I know, I suck. Get used to it.

So, anyone else have I can't make that if my life depended on it blocks?

In the Kitchen

The holidays are coming up and I have been scurrying around in the kitchen when I find the energy. I made two batches of fudge, one of which is sea salt fudge. OMG! Can you say crack? Wow. If you have never tried sea salt fudge, go get some right now....go on, I'll wait.....

.....got it? Good. Now if you eat it, you will be in fudge bliss for about two minutes until the sugar kicks in. It IS fudge, after all.

So, I made two batches of fudge. The first I shared at the twisted food party Grau and I held last week. I should post on that, I just haven't had the time or the memory.

The second batch, well, let's just say that I only cut up half and put into a container in the freezer. The second half? Not cut, but in the freezer. This way, I can't steal a piece. Am I smart or what?

Next I made Faux Toffee. If you have never made this? Again, it's sugar crack and so easy you're going to want to forget the recipe. Personally, I try not to have graham crackers in the house because I want to make Faux Toffee. (It consists of 1 cup butter & 1 cup brown sugar, boiled for 1 minute; pour over broken grahams, and bake for 15 mins at 400. That's it. If you want to add chocolate and nuts? Go for it...when you take the toffee out of the over, place broken chocolate on top, wait a minute then spread. While the chocolate is still warm, add nuts.)

Well, Grau took some Faux Toffee to work, because I messed up and boiled the sugar too long. His coworkers said they would be happy to 'dispose' of any more mistakes I make....too funny!

Over the weekend I cut, cooked, peeled and mashed pumpkins. I put them, spices included, into individual pie-ready measured bags and set them in the freezer. I need to make at least one for Thanksgiving. I have five.

Today I decided I want to try my hand at making candied orange peel. I've been researching recipes, and a few sound promising. Do any of you have a recipe you know works well and is not that difficult to prepare?

Do you have any specialties you prepare around this time of year? I'd be curious to know what they are (and the recipe!).

Askhim

As many of you know, Grau and I adopted a kitty. The previous owners called him Lily, before they knew it was a boy. They said Lily never really answered to his name.

Hmmm, wonder why?

So, about two weeks ago (three this Saturday), we drove to the next town over and picked up Lily.

He hyperventilated in the van on the way home....literally. Mouth open, heavy breathing, panting like a dog. He emitted only a few gutteral meows. I did keep my hand inside the travel carrier petting him on the way home....I think he appreciated that.

So, we've had this cat not quite three weeks. We changed his name, as I mentioned to Cal Techgirl whose friend inspired kitty's new name....his name is Askhim. What should we call him? I don't know, let's ask him!

He took to his new name right away. He actually comes when you call him! He understands what NO means. He must follow me from room to room, like a dog. And when Grau gets home at night, Askhim goes downstairs to say hello and play before coming back up to bed. It's adorable.

Askhim is pure-bred dork cat. He doesn't lie down, he flops like a dog. He follows you from room to room, like a dog. He 'sits pretty' to get a treat, like a dog. He is definitely a good fit for our little family.

The week before we got Askhim, Grau and I saw an adorable cat in the forest preserve....skittish and alone, with no collar or apparent owner. We went back with tuna fish to try and capture it. No luck...and when I came across Askhim, it is apparent why- we were meant to have Askhim.

Everything happens for a reason.

Askhim was ours. :)

Project Update

The project I have been working on the past few weeks is still in the developmental stage. I know I mentioned tidbits here and there, and if anyone cares, this is a business venture.

I have an idea for a product. I have a idea, theme, design, name, logo and Grau and I are working out a few of the small details.

I do not yet have a prototype..because some of the small design details have not been ironed out just yet.

I feel very strongly about this product. Grau and I are determined to make it work, even if it will be a year from now before we can get it 'to market.'

Just...wish us luck.

Experiment(s) Update

In case anyone is still interested- the two experiments I tried (to save money) were 50/50.

First off- the baking soda hair wash/vinegar rinse was effective. But it did dry out my hair so much that I am now using argan oil to correct the fly-away hair (you cannot rehydrate hair except from the scalp...healthy scalp, healthy hair).

Side note here- I know a young East Indian girl- and her hair is fabulous! She uses coconut oil and massages it into her scalp once a month (but it takes a while to wash out!).

Okay- so while the baking soda experiment works, I would recommend using 1/2 tsp vinegar in a cup of water in the rinse water to start. Otherwise, you risk doing what I did- drying out your hair.

Second experiment- the cinnamon hair color.

While my hair smelled fantastic...the results were minimal to non-existent for the amount of work I had to do. (The bag was on my head for six hours.)

For those of you who care to know, as soon as I purchase the right oil, I plan to try dying my hair with Henna. When I get around to that, I will let you know.

Craft Update

So far, I am 90% finished with the sign. I dislike my lettering. I had to freehand it, and I suck at freehand. Grau says it looks just fine. But he's male...and can't paint....I love him dearly though...for telling me it looks good. The letters at the bottom are off center. Who knows, I may paint the orange again and start over. I took liberties with the witch. You've undoubtedly noticed it does not look like the original I saw in the magazine. Several things are different; the wood base on mine is curved top and bottom (original only on the top); lettering is curved top and bottom (only bottom curved on original), etc.

You decide: