Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Question for Sarah!
There is this big picture of a white wooden horse that belongs to you in our garage. Have come to like it and may not give it back. Question is: How did it get there? I've thought about it off and on over the past few days and it's driving me nuts!
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
TRY THIS! TRY THIS! TRY THIS!
Anyone looking for an AMAZING recipe??? LOOK NO FURTHER!!!
I HAVE to brag about the amazing Chinese I just made for dinner, and I DEMAND that you all try it, because there's nothing not to love!!!!
-2.5 Cups of water
-.5 Cup of Tamari (type of soy sauce, DO NOT use normal Kikuman because it will be too salty)
-2 Tablespoons of corn starch
-3-4 Garlic cloves
-A squirt of Lemon Juice
-Crushed red pepper, add what you want, to make it super spicey (my favorite) mild or whatever, but you gotta have it.
Blend this all up on liquefy until it's all liquid (thus, liquefy :)
1. Take whatever your favorite veggies are, I like peppers, broccoli, mushrooms, and baby corn
and steam them in butter or veggie oil. If you want meat, (I used Pork) brown it while your sauce is blending.
2. When the sauce is done being liquefied, pour some in the veggies that are steaming, and pour the rest in with the meat and let the meat finish cooking in the sauce.
3. When the veggies are done, add the whole mess to the meat and let it simmer for about 5 to10 minutes and let it thicken.
*******Make some rice while all this is going on and you will have a mini (but not the same of course) SAIGON!!! At least that's what it reminded me of.
This is enough for Derek and I and a little left over for like lunch the next day, if you want more just double everything.
PLEASE try this I'm not lying, it'll be one of your favorites.
I rock at inventing things :)
Hope everyone had a nice Labor Day!!!!!!!
I HAVE to brag about the amazing Chinese I just made for dinner, and I DEMAND that you all try it, because there's nothing not to love!!!!
-2.5 Cups of water
-.5 Cup of Tamari (type of soy sauce, DO NOT use normal Kikuman because it will be too salty)
-2 Tablespoons of corn starch
-3-4 Garlic cloves
-A squirt of Lemon Juice
-Crushed red pepper, add what you want, to make it super spicey (my favorite) mild or whatever, but you gotta have it.
Blend this all up on liquefy until it's all liquid (thus, liquefy :)
1. Take whatever your favorite veggies are, I like peppers, broccoli, mushrooms, and baby corn
and steam them in butter or veggie oil. If you want meat, (I used Pork) brown it while your sauce is blending.
2. When the sauce is done being liquefied, pour some in the veggies that are steaming, and pour the rest in with the meat and let the meat finish cooking in the sauce.
3. When the veggies are done, add the whole mess to the meat and let it simmer for about 5 to10 minutes and let it thicken.
*******Make some rice while all this is going on and you will have a mini (but not the same of course) SAIGON!!! At least that's what it reminded me of.
This is enough for Derek and I and a little left over for like lunch the next day, if you want more just double everything.
PLEASE try this I'm not lying, it'll be one of your favorites.
I rock at inventing things :)
Hope everyone had a nice Labor Day!!!!!!!
Monday, September 3, 2007
Sometimes it's wrong to laugh, but I can't help it!
Marcie Christianson in a sequined red dress standing by the giant fish bowl of coins for Jerry’s kids. For those of you who spent any time in Rapid City in the 80's, this might ring a bell.
It's a good cause so I'm not supposed to laugh when they let someone who knew someone who knew someone completely humiliate herself by doing a rendition of "Somewhere over the Rainbow" complete with choreographed Up With People head bobs and pantomimed birds and lemons dropping or lemon drops dropping or whatever the hell. A mix of harsh judgement and the kind of guilt I feel whenever I see a piece of furniture that I find to be absolutely hideous has given me a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. I force myself to recall something about how once music reaches God's ears, it's all the same. That's what the Reverend Bob McBride used to say. Then I remember that I am not God.
I think of that lady in church who used to sing high above the rest of the congregation in this wretched voice and how mom would pinch us if we showed any signs of breaking up because if we did, she would lose it too and there would be no one there to pinch her. Pretty soon all of us would be hunched over, biting our lips, reciting the Lord's Prayer over and over in our minds as not to conspicuously laugh and embarass the woman and perhaps even her entire family.
It's no use. I cannot stop laughing at the expense of this poor woman on the telethon who's heart must have been full with anticipation leading up to this very moment. It does not help that Brian is in tears next to me and that our mothers are too far away to give us a good pinch.
From guilt and pity, I am obliged to be more hopeful. Perhaps a midnight spot following an Outback Steakhouse segment with John Madden on Jerry’s Telethon will be just the right break and ten years from now Jay Leno will play the old clip for a good laugh. By then this woman who had me reluctantly doubled over in laughter will have the benefit of perspective. She'll wonder where in the hell were her friends when she chose a cheap black dress for her debut, a dress that draws attention to her pale skin and flabby arms that jiggle whenever she indicates there is a rainbow somewhere over there, and over there, look, birds flying. She'll wonder why in the hell no one pointed out that she might not look so dorky on national television if she would just remember that her elbows were not hinged at the hips.
Brian loves the telethon precisely for the cheese factor. He eats it up. It is not something I had a taste for as a kid or even now that I can look at it with a more discerning eye. For me, it's right up there with the Macy's Day Parade. There is just something really depressing about watching a parade on TV, just like there is something a little depressing about flying Tony Orlando in from Branson to sing "Tears from Heaven" in tribute to another soul lost to MS. It’s the emotional clenching of the fists that gets me. I don't know what to do with made-for-tv grief. So I laugh.
I was a little under the weather last night. This morning I'm pretty out of it with some really bad congestion. I think the telethon sent me over the edge. I might have faired better had I put away a suitcase of Budweiser and sucked down a pack of smokes. I feel pretty bad and I blame Jerry.
All of that said, Jerry Lewis has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. His dedication to finding a cure for MS is amazing. I can't imagine who could replace him. He's bringing in the money and once again showing what people can do when they pull together. Now, that can bring a genuine tear to your eye.
It's a good cause so I'm not supposed to laugh when they let someone who knew someone who knew someone completely humiliate herself by doing a rendition of "Somewhere over the Rainbow" complete with choreographed Up With People head bobs and pantomimed birds and lemons dropping or lemon drops dropping or whatever the hell. A mix of harsh judgement and the kind of guilt I feel whenever I see a piece of furniture that I find to be absolutely hideous has given me a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. I force myself to recall something about how once music reaches God's ears, it's all the same. That's what the Reverend Bob McBride used to say. Then I remember that I am not God.
I think of that lady in church who used to sing high above the rest of the congregation in this wretched voice and how mom would pinch us if we showed any signs of breaking up because if we did, she would lose it too and there would be no one there to pinch her. Pretty soon all of us would be hunched over, biting our lips, reciting the Lord's Prayer over and over in our minds as not to conspicuously laugh and embarass the woman and perhaps even her entire family.
It's no use. I cannot stop laughing at the expense of this poor woman on the telethon who's heart must have been full with anticipation leading up to this very moment. It does not help that Brian is in tears next to me and that our mothers are too far away to give us a good pinch.
From guilt and pity, I am obliged to be more hopeful. Perhaps a midnight spot following an Outback Steakhouse segment with John Madden on Jerry’s Telethon will be just the right break and ten years from now Jay Leno will play the old clip for a good laugh. By then this woman who had me reluctantly doubled over in laughter will have the benefit of perspective. She'll wonder where in the hell were her friends when she chose a cheap black dress for her debut, a dress that draws attention to her pale skin and flabby arms that jiggle whenever she indicates there is a rainbow somewhere over there, and over there, look, birds flying. She'll wonder why in the hell no one pointed out that she might not look so dorky on national television if she would just remember that her elbows were not hinged at the hips.
Brian loves the telethon precisely for the cheese factor. He eats it up. It is not something I had a taste for as a kid or even now that I can look at it with a more discerning eye. For me, it's right up there with the Macy's Day Parade. There is just something really depressing about watching a parade on TV, just like there is something a little depressing about flying Tony Orlando in from Branson to sing "Tears from Heaven" in tribute to another soul lost to MS. It’s the emotional clenching of the fists that gets me. I don't know what to do with made-for-tv grief. So I laugh.
I was a little under the weather last night. This morning I'm pretty out of it with some really bad congestion. I think the telethon sent me over the edge. I might have faired better had I put away a suitcase of Budweiser and sucked down a pack of smokes. I feel pretty bad and I blame Jerry.
All of that said, Jerry Lewis has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. His dedication to finding a cure for MS is amazing. I can't imagine who could replace him. He's bringing in the money and once again showing what people can do when they pull together. Now, that can bring a genuine tear to your eye.
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