Ok....so I have a couple of recipes I want to post on here. i was debating. I think recipes, especially thsoe that have been borrowed or passed down are somethign to be terasured and not passed about. But these recipes are so good I want to share them. They are my grandma's. an dthey are failr simple to make...but they are the definition of comfort food.

I will try to remember to share them soon. Don't be discouraged when you read over them. I promise you, if I can make them, they are easy. and so worth it.

speaking of getting discouraged, I just looked up a recipe for Italian Wedding Soup...it's one of my favourites and for some time I've been wanting to make a nice big batch of it, freeze it, and then be able to enjoy it this fall. Then I read over the recips, realized I had neve rheard of half the ingredients and quickly minimized the page. Alright...onto somehting a little simpler. Ah, stuffed mushroom caps. You can't go wrong with that.....muchrooms, a little bit o' cooking wine....onions, garlic...oh, and CHEESE! Ok, ok, there are a few other little things as well. But who cares?!

The boy is in the final hours of working on this year's demolition car for the local fall fair. I am encouraging every other participant to not go easy on him. I do NOT want this car returning to my laneway after tomorrow night's event. Don't get me wrong, I will be cheering the boy and and hoping he doesn't get himself maimed. And hoping he has fun.

But that's it.

A few things about this car:

-He spends days upon days working on it in preparation for the big event

-It has been sitting in my laneway for MONTHS

-My laneway and surrounding lawn are covered in dismantled car parts. So embarassing.

-It means he has various relatives and buddies dropping by to offer their advice, help with the car, drink our beed and use my bathroom. All fine....except one of these buddies does not leave our house. it's been a week now. I'm going insane. And still have 2 days to go.

-We actually spent money on this car.

The good thing is my boy loves it and gets right into it. He throws himself more into this than anything. Some may say this is sad...you may be right. But i love him...so I will suck it up and cheer him on and pray for irreparable damage. To the car. Not him.

We've started our 2 month ratings period at the radio station. Think "sweeps" for you TV afficionados. Crazy busy. I apologize if my posts come a little less frequently these days...and are littered with expletives and boring work rants.

Kill me now.

I'm on hold right now with RBC loans...somehow I missed a car payment and I've been on hold with them for like 10 minutes trying to pay it.....I've spoken to 3 different people now......each person has asked me my name, phone number and birthdate......the second guy I spoke to asked if I have an RBC account card.....when I said no he actually SIGHED......then without any warning he transferred me to someone else and that guy went through the entire same spiel with me....name phone number.....DOB......then he said he had to transfer me to another department...so I'm on hold......AGAIN. Oh wait....jut got an actual person.....for a total of .5 seconds...and guess what she asked me...."Would you mind holding?"

Then she put me back on hold without waiting for an answer.

How much do you want to bet the first questions she will ask me will be name, phone number & DOB?

Bacon makes people do crazy things.

http://www.todaysbigthing.com/2009/08/31

Having the hiccups.....

...makes me want to die.

So I was watching this show last night on the history of rockabilly and rock n' roll & old school rythym & blues....and it was like being back in Music History class. I loved that class. Aside from the practical skills I learned in Radio Broadcasting, that was certainly the most educational class I took.

Anyways, this show last night was incredible...it gave me a warm fuzzy feeling inside. I can honestly say I truly love Rockabilly music. I can't hear it without wanting to dance. It immediately makes me want to move. I love the attitude, the sexiness, everything. I love that in it's early days it went against everything that was normal and acecptable.

I love the outfits, the moves, the voices, the hairstyles.....ahhhh. Sometimes I forget how happy music makes me. It's nice to be reminded.