Good Afternoon!
Today has flown by. It felt like I woke up an hour ago but it is already going on 3pm. The day started off as it normally does, and that is to my the sweet sounds of little babies talking to themselves on the baby monitor. If I could bottle up the joy you feel when you hear those little voices and sell it I would be a rich person, but just by those standards I am already rich then!
My "Faygo Red Pop" Cake I made last night turned out pretty tasty. My mothers neighbor told her that you can replace the one cup of water that is called for in a basic white boxed cake mix with any flavor of pop you would like to try and bake it as you normally would. Mr. Sky wanted me to give red pop a try, or as some other people would refer to it, Red Soda! I don't care what you say, it is POP not Soda :P I think I will try a more unique flavor next time. Her neighbor tried a cup of Coke, either way this cake recipe scream good old "MERICA" cooking lol
Mr. Sky has been working a lot of overtime this week so I thought his old man butt needed some more sleep. That meant that I had to think of something I could cook while keeping tabs on both of my munchkins. They are suddenly obsessed with Mary Poppins so I put that on and started pondering what I could throw together for lunch. I came up with a Chicken Bacon Pasta which I had never tried. It turned out to be a fast and tasty concoction for lunch! I had boiled some chicken breast, fried up some bacon, took a table spoon of diced garlic and tossed that in a skillet together. After about 15 minutes I dumped in a medium size can of organic diced tomatoes and let those hang out for about another 15 minutes. Then I cheated and grabbed a jar of alfredo sauce I nabbed from the store and poured that into the mix with the rest of the flavors that were bubbling in the skillet. While I let that simmer on low I boiled some wheat rotini pasta and when that was done and drained, I mixed it all together and TADA!
I was pretty impressed, everyone liked it except for baby Sun. He wanted to stick to his cottage cheese so he grabbed it and threw it on the floor... And that is why I love having dogs.
The babes are down for their nap and I am enjoying my afternoon mint tea and thinking about some stuff that had been on my mind.
I have a plaque on my wall that says "The only way to have a friend is to be one." I bought it because it matched two other cutesy plaques I came across years ago and because it is a simple statement and a damn good piece of advice.
I realize some people do struggle with the basic of social interactions, but they take practice and in my opinion a lot of them I consider to be common sense. I also acknowledge that the mere definition of friend varies from person to person so we set our friendship bar however HIGH or LOW as we choose and then we let in people that fit our stringent or non existent qualifications for friendship.
I have found my bar being raised every year that goes by. I always laugh and say it is because my "Bull Shit" intake valve is plugged therefor it can no longer accept new crap. I have also found that since my father passed last year, I am even more selective of who I will choose to hang around. I do not have the emotional energy to spend any amount of time on my defense anymore. Environments that were rough and abrasive were never a problem for me because I had an extra jug of "Jack -ass" juice ready and waiting to sip on. It allowed me to quickly dish it back. Now I don't even want to waste my time and energy and sanity. I can still pipe up and defend myself, but one day I found myself asking, "Why?"
The Quote rings true to me because it is so simple. You have to BE a friend to HAVE a friend. It means that you can not just sit on your butt and wait for the friendship bus to roll up! A bus will never just appear in front of your house to drop off a newly packaged friend and drive off. You actually have to get up and be a friend. Be the kind of friend you want to have. Don't wait to see what you can get out of others before you decide to be a friend, you have to put something into the pot too. If you continue to put yourself out there, sooner or later the perfectly matched person will speak your same friend language and you will understand what it means to truly means to be a friend and have a friend. I have known many different people who struggle treating others how they would like to be treated and they wonder why they are alone. They wonder why they always feel they are on the outside looking in. They want to paint their present and future experiences the color of their past experiences so they let fear keep them frozen...stagnant...and alone.
I believe that you get out of life what you put into life just as you do when you are cooking.
If you use the wrong ingredients or spoiled ingredients you will have an awful tasting meal, full plates and empty seats at your table.
Anyways, I already got the first round of chores done, time for some Heroes of the Storm!
Here's the free Rotations for this week and next week!
Here's the free Rotations for this week and next week!
Esme Out!
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