My Marijuana Opinion

As for the medical marijuana act….if you have ever seen someone suffering and unable to eat because of all the MAN MADE chemicals they have pumping through their veins…maybe you should consider legalizing something that grows naturally in most zones.  I seriously DO NOT understand why marijuana is illegal.  I may not partake, but I cannot understand why it is illegal. Oh, sure…I smoked it when I was a teenager – sorry, Mom, maybe you knew…and I actually turned into a somewhat productive individual…I was actually able to go to college and join the work force!  SHOCKER!

How did Alcohol ever become legal?  It has to be processed…and that’s all acceptable, but not marijuana…oh, no…something that sprouts out of the ground…something that you have to do nothing with other than dry it, roll it into a cigarette, or eat it in a brownie….oh…that crap is illegal.  Yep…we’re gonna throw people in jail for selling something that they can grow in their back yard.

Makes me angry.  Makes me shake my head.



Today, I got off work at 7am.  I had convinced myself that I needed to sleep in order to save the week ahead of me…so I did.  I set my alarm for noon….I finally dragged out of bed at 1:30, drag I did…I felt like I had a hangover..I was puffy and felt pretty terrible (which is why I don’t take naps)…but I have honestly been working on my mindset and determined that this little “uncomfortableness” would pay off. 

Pay off it did….around 3pm I felt like a champ!  Down the road I went with Demon Dog.  We walked, we played, we visited….got home about 5:30….then out to the shop I went.


The new shop….well, it is an old shop that has been resurrected!  It’s beautiful!  For years, I wouldn’t go to the shop….for any amount of begging or bribing….there was no way I was going out there (it was overrun with critters and junk).  Now….I love the place…it’s bright (great lighting and Steve has painted the inside white on white). AND…there are power tools out there!  Power tools that my hyper little self needed today.  I’m building a potting bench.  I took a carpentry class many moons ago.  I took it because I wanted to be a part of building the house that Steve and I eventually wanted to build…but I mostly took it to get over my fear of power tools….saws in particular.  I work in radiology…which means, I take “x-rays” of things as simple as  someone’s nauseated and upset intestines to major trauma, which includes  amputated extremities…in particular, digits…(fingers or toes).  I’ve seen a billion table saw mishaps in the 30 years I’ve been involved in radiology.  OK…maybe not “a billion” but hundreds, I’m sure.  In the early days, I FEARED power tools….saws, nail guns, you name it….then…I took the class that Dick Wennberg taught at the local community college.  We built a mini-house.  I was a part of framing, planing, dry wall, nailing, sawing, roofing…yep, I got to do it all….but that was a very long time ago….probably around 1990.  I have had a chance to rebuild my fear of power tools since then…but fear precedes respect.  I started building my potting bench today…I was slamming that chop saw…and it felt good.  I respect that chop saw…I respect that table saw to the degree that I decided I was too tired to mess with it tonight….but I can’t wait to jump on that bad boy tomorrow!

October birthdays are rather thick in my family and friend circle.  Today is my sister’s birthday.  For some reason, she will always be 12.  She was 12 when I moved out of the house, went to college and got married – I guess that is why she is still 12 in my head….when I see her, she looks to be 12….I see her in a different way than any of her friends or any of the rest of our family/world sees her.  I don’t know how to explain it.  I’m hoping other “sisters” know what I’m talking about and that I’m not completely crazy.  I love that little girl that she was….and I love the woman she has become.  She is a Mom and a Mommy…she is pretty much the coolest person I know.  I hate that we’re a thousand miles away from each other…but I know she is doing just fine.

Look out Tuesday!

Naps, Power Tools, and Birthdays

Unusual posting

I don’t usually post on Thursday night, but I’m feeling a little feisty and will share!

I have been cooking/baking like a mad woman.  Last night I made Turkey Tetrazzini and it was quite yummy. We are eating leftovers tonite!

Tonite I made Pumpkin Bars!Oh, yeah…quite WONDERFUL!

I made Jack-O-Planters this evening – and I saved the pumpkin seeds….I’ve never eaten pumpkin seeds, but I thought I would have to try them.  So I did, and I am in LOVE with roasted pumpkin seeds.   I ended up roasting them much longer than suggested…and I also added much more salt to the recipe.

I realize there are many links and no pictures…get over it…you’re gonna have to follow a few links where someone else has done it already!

I’m going to bed….my feistiness has left me.



Rant of the Day – 97,fat and breasts

A few days a go I had the privilege of spending a little time with a 97 year old woman. As I grow older, I am coming less and less able to determine a person’s age simply by physical appearance. I think, however, without a doubt, that if I met this woman in Wal-Mart that I would never guess that she was 97 years of age. As we spoke, I came to realize that her hearing was probably much better than mine and her mind was sharp. This lady’s physique was toned and amazingly taut. We talked about many things, but what stood out was her statement that she and her husband walked two miles every day! EVERY DAY – this lady is 97 years old! WOW!

So…I went to work today, came home… walked the demon dog… then decided, “I’ve got this free membership at Curves for a month…I’m going to go work out! Which I did. Then I went to the grocery store to pick up a few things I needed for supper tonight.

Out of the doors of the grocery store walks a little girl, who could be no more than 6 years old. She was walking with an adult male who was either her father or step-father (one never knows these days). That “little” girl probably weighs more than me! I immediately became infuriated! The poor thing was walking with her back arched because her belly and legs were so large! She had a 20oz. bottle of Pepsi under her right arm! If I could have taken that man and kicked his ass I would have! It made me so mad…then, after I calmed down a bit, it made me so very sad. I know “normal” food is expensive…feeding kids off the dollar menu at McDonald’s seems to be the “norm” for many. But, when your child becomes abnormally pudgy, which this child clearly was, you need to take responsibility and make some changes! That poor little girl is going to have HELL at school. If she keeps going the way she is going, I can’t see her living to be 30. AND THAT IS NOT ACCEPTABLE! Placing a young person at such a disadvantage is a criminal act – in my opinion.

Now that I’m going all kinds of crazy…let me tell you what else drives me nuts.

BREASTS! I work in the medical field. If I want or expect to see breasts, they should first be covered by a blue and/or white gown, that’s how breasts should be presented to me; HOWEVER, breasts are out there, within 12 inches of my face at times. I don’t want or need to see breasts…I have two of my own that I see daily. The shirts that big and/or big breasted girls wear tend to present breasts to me in a rather annoying manner. Yes, I am female…I have breasts that, at times, seem to have a life of their own…but I wear clothes that keep them covered up. I made the statement at work today, after seeing many breasts that needed to be covered, “I’m hoping turtleneck weather is coming soon…I hope turtlenecks are the fashion statement of the season.” Oh…you should have heard the accolades and witnessed the “high-fives”. Girls, keep your girls covered! Keep them sacred and hold them holy. PLEASE keep them out of my face and out of my 20/20!

OK…demon dog is barking/squealing. Time for me to calm down, throw the data out, and prepare for tomorrow.


Yes, I have been confused for several weeks now.  Actually…it’s been going on for a couple of years.  I can’t remember any conversation I’ve had with anyone for any longer than 20 minutes and if I walk into a room, I’m really not sure why I walked in there in the first place. I really don’t know what’s up with that other than I’m postmenopausal and I will blame everything on that circumstance…it is a fact as documented by lab tests and acknowledged by physician(s).  Now, I can blame everything on menopause.

I could be your new best friend…you can tell me anything and I won’t remember regardless of any kind of torture.

With that in mind (LOL) I have the occasional FB post to remind me that I have promised recipes…and there are a few of them….

But first…let me tell you what I’ve been up to.  I’m having a lucid moment and feel the need to post!

Last week I had to go to Eureka Springs for Master Gardener Leadership Training.  Well, Fayetteville happened to be along the way, so I contacted an old friend I hadn’t seen in a few years…….and I stayed with her…we stayed up late and laughed so much that my cheeks were actually a little tender the next day!Headed to Eureka Springs the next morning….It was a beautiful drive along HWY 23 – AKA “the Pig Trail”  I really enjoyed the drive.  The leaves had a little hint of red/orange.  It was quite beautiful…..

The meetings began at 1pm!  I had a great time and took lot’s of notes, since I don’t remember anything more than 20 minutes – LOL!  As fate would have it, the gal I was sitting next to (on my left) was from my home town!  The gal to her left was the queen of Farmer’s Markets….I’m wanting to do something with our local Farmer’s Market…and to be sitting there with her…well…it was amazing!

So…you’ve made it this far…let’s get to the food!

I came home Wednesday evening…and I was pretty much pathetic…no cognitive thoughts were occurring…my brain did click in and I worked the weekend… by Sunday I was skimming any and every magazine and blog post I had access to…I was going to cook come Monday!  And cook I did…I made chilies relleno!  A friend of mine had bragged on this recipe and I requested it from her…so I made it!  Here’s the recipe  and a couple of pics

Let me warn you…this recipe is labor intensive!  I think I had every dish in the house dirtied up making this…but the rellenos were true and the sauce was something to dream about!  I cooked it down until it was very thick and it was DELICIOUS!!!!!!

Earlier in the day…I made granola bars.  Oh, yeah…this blog always has some fantastic recipes, but this recipe  made me wake up!  ABSOLUTELY a delicious granola recipe…as a matter of fact, I think I will always have some of these on hand…
I think I’m caught up.  if I’ve forgotten a recipe, let me know.