Thought for the day – January 24, 2010

I live in a  country where we have homeless without shelter, children going to bed without eating, elderly going without needed meds, and mentally ill people without treatment.  Yet we have a benefit for the people of Haiti on 12 TV stations.

He knows if you’ve been bad or good!

Chocolate Pecan Pie

3 eggs

1 cup light karo syrup

1/3 cup sugar

4 oz Bakers Sweet German Chocolate

2 T butter

1 t vanilla

1 1/2 c pecan halves

1 – 9″ uncooked pie shell

melt chocolate and butter together and add to eggs, karo, sugar and vanilla.  stir in pecans and pour into unbaked pie shell.  Bake one hour at 350 degrees.

Pecan Pie Bars

1 1/4 cup flour
3 T brown sugar
1/2 cup butter

cut butter into brown sugar and flour. Pat into 11X7X1 pan and bake at 375 for 20 minutes.

beat 2 eggs with fork and add:
1/2 cup packed brown sugar
3/4 cup chopped pecans
1/2 cup light Karo syrup
2 T melted butter
1 t vanilla

Pour over baked crust and bake for 20-25 minutes

My boys

My sons have started up their blogs again.  Once more I am reminded that I have given birth to two SICK BASTARDS!  You boys make me soooo proud.

Today is the start of a 4 day weekend.  I am happy about that. 

Words for women to live by

Remember where ever there is a good looking; sweet, single or married man there is some woman tired of his bullshit!

Momma

Wanda Kenley - R.I.P.

November 30, 1922 – March 29, 2009

Rest in Peace Mom, I love you.

Almond toffee

1 lb. of butter

1 lb. light brown sugar

32 ounces of sliced almonds

12 regular Hershey bars

Heat oven to 300 degrees to roast almonds in the pan

you will use for the candy.  I knead them to break

them up some and smooth them out in pan.  I roast

them while I am starting my candy for about 5-10 min.

After taking the pan out of the oven I take out of the

pan all but a thin layer of almonds and the rest go into

a bowl to add to the toffee topping…on top of the choc.

Bring butter and brown sugar to a boil (at this point I

add a handfull of almonds saved from the pan).  I cook

at medium high on an electric range/med. gas.  I use

the Taylor Thermometer and bring it to 283 degrees

removing immediately and pouring it over warm almonds

spreading evenly.  Quickly cover with the Hershey bars

and smooth out then add the rest of the almonds and

lightly press all with a potato masher.  After it cools

a little, I press with the potato masher again.  Let it

set for 24 hours before cutting into pieces.

The secret to this recipe is to “wash the pot” as it

is cooking by dipping a rubber spatula (Pampered Chef

preferred as it can tolerate high heat) into a cup of water

and washing down the sides of the pot frequently…this

keeps the sugar from crystalizing on the sides.

This all sounds difficult but if you have your candy

unwrapped and stacked beside the pan where your

candy will be poured…it will take about 30 minutes.

25 years and counting

On March 21, 1984 I was diagnosed with cancer.  Other than a blip and surgery again in 1988, I have been cancer free for 25 years.  Since I was diagnosed on my 37th birthday, I have a constant reminder of the many things I have to be grateful for.   Many people bemoan birthdays.  I am amazed and grateful for everyone that comes around.  I can’t believe I am 62.  I don’t know what it is supposed to feel like, but I feel great!  I can still work circles around 30 year olds.  My mind still functions (sometimes )

I would not recommend anyone go through the experience of cancer.  I believe it was the single incident that turned the course of my life around.  I don’t wait to be happy.  I have discovered that happiness comes in bits and pieces.  It comes every single day.  If I’m not in the moment…I miss it.

My sister told me today that I have a wicked sense of humor.  It is true and has probably kept me alive.  I said many times that first year…

If I die it will probably make a lot of people happy, I’m hanging around just to PISS THEM OFF!

Yearly exam

Yearly Exam

Went to the doctor for my yearly physical.

The nurse starts with certain basics.

How much do you weigh?’ she asks.

‘135,’ I say.

The nurse puts me on the scale. It turns out my weigh is 180.

The nurse asks, ‘Your height?’

‘5 foot 4,’ I say.

The nurse checks and sees that I only measure 5′2′.

She then takes my blood pressure and tells me it is very high.

‘Of course it’s high!’ I scream,

‘When I came in here I was tall and slender! Now I’m short and fat!’

The doctor put me on Prozac. That nurse is a bitch.

Courtesy of The Bastardette!