Sunday, October 19, 2003

Melinda White

Last night I attended a performance at Lesher Regional Arts Center. It was an absolutely astounding concert by my friend Melinda White. Please visit her website at Music By Melinda and check out her sound bytes. Buy the CD. You will like it.

Friday, October 17, 2003

Doing Nothing

"You have to allow a certain amount of time in which you
are doing nothing in order to have things occur to you, to
let your mind think."

-- Mortimer Adler educator, and author

and so tonite I am doing nothing... signing off

Thursday, October 16, 2003

Casserole Recipe - try at your own risk

My uncle gave me this recipe and insists that it is the absolute best casserole ever. Enjoy it or read my notes below.


Chicken Divan

4 chicken breasts, cooked and cubed
4 cups broccoli florets, cooked
2 cans cream of chicken soup
1 cup mayonnaise
1/2 tsp curry powder
4 cups shredded sharp cheddar cheese

In a bowl, mix the soup, mayo, and curry and set aside.
Butter the bottom and sides of a 13x9 casserole dish. Arranged the cooked broccoli as the first layer in the dish. Top that off with the cooked chicken pieces. Spoon soup mixture evenly over chicken and broccoli. Sprinkle cheese over entire casserole and bake @ 350 for 30 minutes. Serve with steamed rice.

My Notes:

I seem to recall making this years ago, well before I had to started watching my cholesterol. When I first saw this recipe resurface, I decided to take another look at it. According to my calculations weight watchers points come in around 92 for the entire casserole. I assume it serves 8. Is it worth almost 12 points per serving? You decide.

P.S. At my current weight, I am allowed 20 points per day. I'll be the one eating plain old broiled chicken and broccoli.

Saturday, October 11, 2003

The Package

I returned from the post office a few days ago with a huge package. Rusty and Minnie were on top of the bundle the moment I set it down. They haven't been as excited since the arrival of their veterinarian catnip toy icon of Dr. Gerry.

Thinking I could wait to open it after lunch, I headed to the kitchen. As soon as I was out of sight, the cats began to claw the package, with the viciousness of Roy's tiger. I came back into the living room. Rusty sat on top of the box, his statuistic stance of innocence. Minnie strutted around the package inspecting the damage. I gave in and brought out the scissors.

Four paws reached in to help remove the popcorn stuff, all over the rug naturally. Oh well, the cats were distracted enough so I could open the contents of the first box. I pulled out a six foot purple feather boa. Real cool, just what I needed to complete my flapper outfit. I hung it over the door to my bedroom. The cats were still distracted by the popcorn stuff.

Back to the package. I pulled out the next treasure, an 18" long narrow box. I shook it a bit. Rusty looked at me. Minnie looked at me. I opened the box. You would think the cats were in heat by the sound of the howls as I pulled out this most perfect Red Hat icon:

I placed her on top of my desk and stood back to admire. Minnie leaped up and sniffed at her, Rusty jumped up on the other side. Before I could grab her, Minnie and Rusty started a game of tug of war with the boa. Minnie knocked my precious icon to the floor. I ran to the rescue, picked up the icon, checked her for injuries and ruffled up her boa. Then I started the parade around the apartment looking for a place to put her as a precaution against future feline attacks. Minnie and Rusty pied pipered their way behind me, emitting the most horrific yeowls. I wanted her to be on display, in a prominent place. I eyed my husband's I Magnin Stief bear in its glass doll case. Perfect. It's a bit crowded with the two of them in there but it's just temporary until I find a more appropriate environment for her majesty.

Later that evening... while relaxing in my favorite chair, I heard the a thump from the direction of my bedroom, the banging of a door knob against the wall, followed by claws screeching along a hollow door. Minnie ran into the living room, purple feather boa trailing behind her with Rusty on the chase.

In the middle of the night... something woke me up, a sense that something was amiss. I looked around the room in the dim light. There was Rusty perched on top of the glass case, salivating, plotting...

P.S. I need a name for my Red Hat Cat - any suggestions?

Tuesday, October 07, 2003

Caution, Beading is Hazardous

It looks so simple. Get a piece of string, cord, wire, whatever. String beads on it until it seems to resemble something that you might even wear. Tie a knot at the end. Glue the knot so it won't come untied. Pull glued knot into large bead in order to hide it. Simple right?

So why am I sitting here at the keyboard pecking this out with 7 fingers and 1 thumb? Because a big chunk of my left forefinger and left thumb are glued to the large bead holding the necklace together. Perhaps I shouldn't have used super glue.

Should have heeded my horoscope today: This is certainly not the time to try anything new or'll be much better off...the more new things you attempt, the more times you are apt to fail...stay focused...

Sunday, October 05, 2003

The Party is Over

It was quite a weekend. Earlier in the week I had Baby J overnight. Check out his website for the latest.

Saturday I went to a great Red Hat mini convention - Check the RHS Molls weblog for the latest pictures.

Okay, I've updated you all. Now I must recover.

Thursday, October 02, 2003


It's been a year. I'm going to write another 50,000 word novel this November. Why? Just because I did it last year and found it good practice for when I finally decide it's time to write the real novel.

So....Wittbits may have even less posts during the month of November.