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Saturday, June 30, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 30 (It Could Have Been Worse), Challenge posts I would recommend

It Could Have Been Worse.  The last day of the We Work for Cheese Writing Challenge!

Not sure if the topic means this writing competition could have been worse, I found it delightful, from the bloggers I've "met" to reading their posts about their lives, loves, struggles and triumphs (and a whole lot of humor thrown in for good measure).

I am pretty much a daily blogger.  There is just so much STUFF to write about, so much to share in photographs.  My next foray is a personal challenge of 30 days of photographs for the month of July.

Noteworthy posts of this challenge (I enjoyed reading ALL of them) include:

Shoot Me Now, Katherine's Wolf Spiders  Maybe it's the pictures, but this one stays in your mind.

We Work For Cheese, Nicky's His Name Isn't Harvey  A charming, well written post.  It reminded me of when my kids were young.

Shoot Me Now, Katherine's Five Regrets of Dying  This will make you ponder.

Nathanael Vitkus' Part time driver, all time autophile  Cars!  A car-centric eye candy post.

nonamedufus' post Hanging Out in the Cemetery, will bring tears to your eyes.  This blogger is usually known for his wit and wordsmith abilities.

Linda at From Roses to Rainbows made me look twice at her post in Bananas Risque

Lauren of Think Spin will wow you with The Worst Xmas Ever: Fallout from a Plane Crash

PJ of a 'lilhoohaa entertains with the "Earl" we have all known at one time or another with Life with Earl: Stiletto Heels

Linda of The Good, The Bad, The Worse makes the case for photographic evidence in The Turning Point

Mike's (We Work For Cheese) post By The Side of the Road  Now when I think of Sweden, I will think of cats and rehab (or is it rehabilitated cats?) - I'm confused.  You must read the related posts to be part of the insider humor.

I bet Minnie would work for cheese!

It could have been worse, I could have posted baby doll mugshots *chorkles to self*

Ideal plastic blinking baby doll listed on for $6.99, from Tacoma, Washington.
She does not come with accessories."

Link to the other bloggers (fully accessorized) participating in the WWFC 30-day writing challenge ~

Friday, June 29, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 29 (Breaking the Rules)

Breaking the Rules.  WWFC Day 29 writing challenge topic.

While I may have been one to break the rules as a youth, my work life is now governed by rules.  There are rules and regulations associated with running a business.  There are rules regarding personnel, financial accounting, trust accounting, document retention, records management and disaster preparedness.  There are the rules in the human resources realm.  In an interview, don't ask any questions about family, sexual orientation, religion or age.  You may ask if the sky is blue, but only on a cloudless day.

I also live in the grand state of Caleeforneeya (you would have had to hear Arnold Schwarznegger pronounce it to get the full effect), a place chockful of rules and regulations, especially for businesses.  You must have numerous insurance policies in place, such as commercial general liability insurance, workers compensation insurance, errors and omissions insurance.  There is licensing to do business in the City and County of Sacramento and the State of California.  There are over 200 California Regulatory Agencies - the most obscure being the California Blueberry Commission.  Even blueberries have rules.  

I won't even attempt to describe the regulations involved with the California Fish and Game.  You can only catch a certain type of fish.  If you catch the wrong type of fish, you have to throw it back.  Never mind that the fish will not survive.  It will float on the top of the water, its glassy eyes condemning you for catching it and dooming it to a watery death.  You can only use certain types of hooks for certain types of fish.  You can only fish in certain areas at certain times of the year.

Just makes you want to break some rules!

Speaking of fish .... gives me the perfect opportunity to post vacation photos (having a captive audience and all).

Link to the other bloggers breaking all of the rules and participating in the WWFC 30-day writing challenge ~

Thursday, June 28, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 28 (The Turning Point)

The Turning Point.  Day 28 of the WWFC writing challenge.

The one thing that comes to mind with this theme is the day a person graduates from high school or college.  There are so many choices and so many paths to take.  It is hard to impress on the newly-minted graduate that choices made at that stage of the game can be life altering.  How many of us think, if only ...?

There is also the interesting movie, The Turning Point.  Tres ballet-centric.

The movie was made in 1977.  The year I graduated from high school.  One of the options I considered was joining the Navy to become a nurse, but I didn't choose that path.  This year marks my eldest's fifth year in the Navy.  He is now stateside after being stationed in Japan.

Here is an excerpt of an email (author unknown) that has circulated through my family.

Rules for the Non-Military

Dear Civilians, We know that the current state of affairs in our great nation has many civilians up in arms and excited to join the military.

For those of you who can't join, you can still lend a hand. Here are a few of the areas where we would like your assistance:

1.  The next time you see any adults talking (or wearing a hat) during the playing of the National Anthem - kick their ass.

2.  When you witness, firsthand, someone burning the American Flag in protest - kick their ass.

3.  Regardless of the rank they held while they served, pay the highest amount of respect to all veterans. If you see anyone doing otherwise, quietly pull them aside and explain how these veterans fought for the very freedom they bask in every second. Enlighten them on the many sacrifices these veterans made to make this Nation great. Then hold them down while a disabled veteran kicks their ass.

4. If you were never in the military, DO NOT pretend that you were. Wearing battle dress uniforms (BDUs) or Jungle Fatigues, telling others that you used to be 'Special Forces,'
 Collecting GI Joe memorabilia, might have been okay when you were seven years old, now, it will only make you look stupid and get your ass kicked.

5.  Next time you come across an *Air Force* member, do not ask them, 'Do you fly a jet?' Not everyone in the Air Force is a pilot.  Such ignorance deserves an ass-kicking (children are exempt).

6.  If you witness someone calling the Coast Guard 'non-military,' inform them of their mistake - and kick their ass.

7.  Next time Old Glory (the US flag) prances by during a parade, get on your damn feet and pay homage to her by placing your hand over your heart. Quietly thank the military member or veteran lucky enough to be carrying her - of course, failure to do either of those could earn you a severe ass-kicking.

9. 'Your mama wears combat boots' never made sense to me - stop saying it! If she did, she would most likely be a vet and therefore would kick your

10.  'Flyboy' (*Air Force*), 'Jarhead' (*Marines*), 'Grunt' (*Army*), 'Squid' (*Navy*), 'Puddle Jumpers'(*Coast Guard*) etc., are terms of
 endearment we use describing each other. Unless you are a service member or vet, you have not earned the right to use them. Using them could get your ass kicked.

11. Whether or not you become a member of the military, support our troops and their families. Every Thanksgiving and religious holiday that you enjoy with family and friends, please remember that there are literally thousands of soldiers, sailors, marines and airmen far from home wishing they could be with their families. Thank God for our military and the sacrifices they make every day. Without them, our country would get its ass

12. It's the Veteran, not the reporter, who has given us the freedom of the press.

It's the Veteran, not the poet, who has given us the freedom of speech.

It's the Veteran, not the community organizer, who gives us the freedom to demonstrate.

It's the Military who salutes the flag, who serves beneath the flag, and whose coffin is draped by the flag, who allows the protester to burn the flag.

Admittedly, I've gone off on a tangent on this post.  Since this is a No Rules writing challenge, it is liberating AND Nicky from We Work For Cheese awarded me 1,000 points just for being me ~

Link to the other bloggers who have experienced turning points and are participating in the WWFC 30-day writing challenge ~

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 27 (Side of the Road)

Side of the Road.  WWFC Day 27 writing topic.

This prompt brings to mind times I have seen burning vehicles along the side of the road.

The first event was in Phoenix, Arizona.  I was driving a black Plymouth Fury on Grand Avenue.  There was a car fully engulfed in flames on the other side of the road near the median.  I, oblivious to the laws of whatever, drove on the inside lane closest to the median. The heat I experienced when I drove by is the most intense I had ever known.  Young and dumb, I was uninjured, but still.

The second event was some years later.  A family in a motor home were heading south on I-5 to California.  Earlier we had passed them and when we happened upon them again, the motor home was engulfed in flames.  This happening I knew enough to view from afar.

Another item you see along the side of the road, especially up country, are rattlesnakes.  Those reptiles like to sun themselves in the middle of the road.  You can figure the outcome of that practice ~ squished snake.  Back at work today, I am already feeling like that squished snake.

Gotta have AAA - living out in BF Egypt and all (500 points - BAM).  

Link to the other bloggers (hitchhikers) participating in the WWFC 30-day writing challenge ~

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 26 (An Intervention)

An Intervention.  Day 26 of the WWFC writing challenge.

The only thing that comes to mind with this topic are those interventions undertaken for severe alcoholics or drug abusers.

I do know of one acquaintance who escaped out of her house from an upper story bedroom just to avoid an intervention team.  She eventually went through another intervention and prevailed over the alcoholism.  She died just a few short years after being clean and sober - one of life's cruel jokes.

Seeing as how I lacked inspiration for today's topic and have been pretty much checked out on vacation for the past few days, an intervention is in order for my thrift shop tendencies.  I visited Mendocino Coast's Thrift Shop "For the Animals" and found ~

a metal caseful of 35mm slides for $5 ranging in dates from 1955 to 2009, and a Donny Hathaway Collection CD ($2).  Remember the duet with Roberta Flack, Where is the Love? (one of my fav oldies). 

Image collector that I am, my day was complete.  As with the slides, like thrift shops, you have to sift through the bulk to find the gems.

Link to the other bloggers who can intervene on behalf of today's topic and are participating in the WWFC 30-day writing challenge ~

Monday, June 25, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 25 (Worst Christmas Ever)

Worst Christmas Ever.  Day 25 of the worst writing challenge EVER (JK!)  Nicky of WWFC blames Dufus Claus for today's topic.

Why this theme on my birthday?  Yes, yes, I know - six months from Christmas, works well for receiving gifts, evenly spaced and all.

There have been many worst Christmases for me, it is my least favorite holiday, but I still get wrapped up in all of the festivities.  In 2011, I did a blog post a day for the month of December, JEEZ was that hard work.  I took lots and lots of photographs and ended up liking the final postings.  This December I will produce Kitschmas postings, lots of kitsch, perhaps a little glitz, certainly all around merriment.

Image via

Here is my birthday present to myself - a lead crystal lamp purchased at Goodwill on 16th Street in Sacramento for $20.  I thought it would be worth it even if the lamp didn't work, but it does!

Here it is, in all of its gloriousness ~

I've been on vacay for the past few days.  It is a damn shame I have to come to Starbucks each morning for the free wifi, just a damn shame ... *grins*

Link to the other bloggers participating in the WWFC 30-day writing challenge ~

Sunday, June 24, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 24 (Toast of a Fav Blogger)

Toast of a Favorite Blogger.  Day 24 of WWFC's writing challenge.

A quote from Monty Python's Flying Circus, "And now for something completely different!"

Vintage Passions Just Like Mine  Careful when you open her home page though, it is NSFW (Not Safe For Work).  She describes herself as a Mexicana blogger who happens to live in England.

She greets her readers with Hola mis lovelies! What up biatchs? Hola mis prostitonas!
One of her weekly features is Tarot Card of the Week, picking cards from different decks and posting a detailed reading.  

She dresses up and highlights her finds from boot sales.

She posts Spanish words and the English translation.  She has a unique writing voice and is quite the character.

Nicky, the gracious hostess of the We Work for Cheese 30-day Writing Challenge, has recognized each blogger participating in the WWFC 30-day writing challenge  Link to that post ~

Saturday, June 23, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 23 (Stiletto Heels)

Stiletto Heels.

Now WWFC has hit on a subject I know (or pretend to know) something about.  Heels!  Love them.  Can't wear them.  There is something about a exquisitely made shoe, the Christian Louboutins and Manolo Blahniks. *sigh*  Heels make an outfit look oh so chic.

And these shoes are just divine.  The Bianca ~
A woman's fascination with heels begins early on.  I know, as a toddler, I would rummage through mummy's closet and then clump up and down the hallway in her heels.  

I tend to be on the low end of the scale when it comes how many heels I own - less than ten.  The shoes are crippling and wearing them changes one's entire posture.  But, amazingly enough, when you wear the darn things long enough, you can even run in them.  

Stiletto Heels.  It's a love-hate relationship. 

Link to the other bloggers participating in the WWFC 30-day writing challenge ~ We work for cheese

Friday, June 22, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 22 (Like There Is No Tomorrow)

Like There is No Tomorrow.  WWFC Day 22 topic.

In an attempt to avoid inspirational quote overload (this topic being one that could easily happen), I do admit that after the loss of a friend, acquaintance or relative, one tends to view life differently.  All the more reason to live life to its fullest.  I challenge my readers to break out, try something new, wear bright colors, say "hello" to a stranger.

Warning - When I am an Old Woman I Shall Wear Purple

When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple
with a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
and satin candles, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired
and gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
and run my stick along the public railings
and make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
and pick the flowers in other people's gardens
and learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
and eat three pounds of sausages at a go
or only bread and pickles for a week
and hoard pens and pencils and beer nuts and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
and pay our rent and not swear in the street
and set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.  
By Jenny Joseph

Link to the other bloggers participating in the WWFC 30-day writing challenge ~

Thursday, June 21, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 21 (Favors I'd Ask)

Favors I'd Ask.  Topic of the WWFC 30-day writing challenge.

Again, I've gone and modified the writing theme from "Favors I'd Ask of Satan" to "Favors I'd Ask."  It is like the movie Beetlejuice ~ don't say his name!  Give him no credit, Lucifer, the fallen angel.  I wouldn't ask him for any kind of favor, seems the trade in that bargain involves a soul ...

Having said that, FAVOR NO. 1 would be to live life on a guest ranch.  No, I haven't fallen and knocked the ever-lovin sense out of myself.  I know that would require a lot of personnel, ranch hands, farm equipment - all that business.  Heck, I can do the bookkeeping, hire the best to do the rest!

A place in particular I have in mind is Highland Ranch in Philo, California.  Here is the website description ~

Imagine a collection of cozy lodging cabins scattered around a 125 year old ranch house nestled among the most majestic trees you've ever seen such as Coast Redwood and Douglas Fir. Then, picture these trees covering limitless acres of gracefully sloping mountainside overlooking the beautiful redwood and winery country of the Anderson Valley. Throw in a few pristine lakes and connect everything with a hundred miles of mountain trails and wide dirt roads perfect for horseback riding, biking or hiking. Now you've got an idea of what Highland Ranch is like.
Highland Ranch

Now the only downfall I see to living in paradise is it is a long day's journey into night if you just want to go to the corner bar for a drink.


Should Lady Luck smile on me and bestow me with more money than I know what to do with, I would buy acres and acres of land in Amador County, California.  I would then create a humongous land trust with no fences and no vineyards and no development WHATSOEVER.

I know that is pie-in-the-sky thinking, a girl can dream, can't she?


Along the lines of having more money than ... I would establish a vocational/technical school in the Stockton/Modesto area for disadvantaged youth.  A germ of an idea really, but I figure as long as I am asking for favors.  I have many blessings in life and wish the same for others.

Moving on to a smidgen of Rural Thursday.

This image was captured in El Dorado County, California, along Latrobe Road.  Each time I pass this barn, I am struck by the beauty in surroundings, the coloration of the barn siding, the change in the grasses from green to gold.  It draws me in ~

And the horses,

Closer ~

Oops, too close ...

Link to the other bloggers participating in the WWFC 30-day writing challenge ~

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 20 (Going solo)

Going solo.  Day 20 (10 more days to go on the WWFC Writing Challenge)

I've found going solo is not my idea of fun.  I just don't do well on my own.  Daytime is fine when I can commando thrift shop or visit my family or friends, but when nighttime falls sometimes I get lonely.

When I am not blogging, the other internet site I frequent is CafeMom.
There are so many postings along the line of - should I divorce my husband, he is [fill in the blank here ~ cheating on me, looking at me sideways, gaming too much, bromancing his friends, texting another woman, boring me, blah, blah, blah]?  I try to discourage these ladies-in-wanting from leaving their marriages.  One cannot anticipate the fallout from the dissolution of a marriage - from the anger and resentment from the jilted spouse, the hurt and confusion of the children, to the ostracization from the family.

I have read theories that the downfall of America is in part because of the disintegration of the family unit.  Single women and their children are no longer protected by either a spouse or a core family.  Social services have been cut and they are left to their own devices.

While I understand ending a marriage when there is some form of abuse involved, I would advocate a return to establishing "fault" divorces.  The advent of no-fault divorce has been devastating to American families and society.

No reason to go solo, if you don't have to.

Link to the other bloggers participating in the WWFC 30-day writing challenge ~

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 19 (Camels)

Day 19 of the WWFC writing challenge, today's topic being "Camels."

They spit, or so I've read.

One thing I don't quite understand are those who have llamas as pets.  I see them up in the hills grazing with the sheep and goats.  I doubt they are being used as a meat or pack animal.  Maybe someone can 'splain this to me.

I guess llamas spit too, but mainly at other llamas over food or if their space is invaded. Wouldn't it be something if it were socially acceptable to spit at people if they invaded our space?  It would be a spittin kind of world.  The closest we get to it is spitting watermelon seeds at each other.  Even then, that is more in jest than serious space-invading counter measures.

Yay!  1,000 points just for this post.

Link to the other bloggers participating in the WWFC 30-day writing challenge ~

Monday, June 18, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 18 (Setting Sail)

Setting Sail.  The 18th day of the WWFC writing challenge.

While I have not been in a sailboat in many, many years, each fishing season I do fish for lingcod, bottom fish and salmon off of California's north coast.  I also drive the fishing boat when Captain VZ needs a break (guess that makes me the First Mate).

So few people have actually been out on the ocean, either they are prone to seasickness or just fear it.  There is so much open space and you are bobbing around in a small craft in a very large body of water.

We love it when we catch lingcod.  They are also called seawolves - for good reason, look at his chompers!  

Setting sail or trolling in a fishing boat, no matter how you experience the lake or ocean, being on the water is a great experience.  We have seen whales, dolphins, killer whales, seals and jellyfish.  Once you've eaten fresh fish straight from the ocean, you will never order a fish entree from a restaurant, ever again.

Naples, Italy - September 1959.

Any sea dogs out there?  Give me a shout out!

Here is the link to the other bloggers participating in the WWFC 30-day writing challenge ~

Sunday, June 17, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 17 (Yes, we have no bananas)

The awkwardness of the common banana?  Day 17 of the WWFC writing challenge.

Nothing awkward about that - just a daily breakfast food for me.

Chiquita was the brand I knew the best as a kid.  There were the stickers, I was obsessed with those Chiquita banana stickers.
For some odd reason, I would place all of the stickers on the underside of our dining room table.  My parents never knew about my sticker stash.  Even now, I honestly can't explain why it was so important to me to keep them.

On to a totally different subject - escaping the Sacramento heat.  While we were not able to take the boat out (rough seas and all), we were able to enjoy the North Coast from the shore.

Here is one happy dog!

Mr. VZ and Zipper running along the Pudding Creek shoreline.

Here is a link to the other bloggers participating in the WWFC 30-day writing challenge  ~

Saturday, June 16, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 16 (Hanging out in the cemetery)

Hanging out in the cemetery.  The WWFC day 16 topic.

My father's ashes are entombed at the Mount Tahoma National Cemetery in Washington State.  He was a WWII Army veteran.

These images were captured at a Memorial Day service I attended a couple of years ago.  It was a touching, reverent ceremony for those who have served.  May my father and those many, many others, rest in peace.

What The Living Do by Marie Howe

Johnny, the kitchen sink has been clogged for days,
some utensil probably fell down there.
And the Drano won't work but smells dangerous, and
the crusty dishes have piled up

waiting for the plumber I still haven't called.  This is
the everyday we spoke of.
It's winter again: the sky's a deep headstrong blue, and
the sunlight pours through

the open living room windows because the heat's on too
high in here, and I can't turn it off.
For weeks now, driving, or dropping a bag of groceries
in the street, the bag breaking,

I've been thinking: This is what the living do.  And
yesterday, hurrying along those
wobbly bricks in the Cambridge sidewalk, spilling my
coffee down my wrist and sleeve,

I thought it again, and again later, when buying a
hairbrush: This is it.
Parking. Slamming the car door shut in the cold. What
you called that yearning.

What you finally gave up. We want the spring to come
and the winter to pass. We want
whoever to call or not call, a letter, a kiss -- we want
more and more and then more of it.

But there are moments, walking, when I catch a
glimpse of myself in the window glass,
say, the window of a corner video store, and I'm
gripped by a cherishing so deep

for my own blowing hair, chapped face, and unbuttoned
coat that I'm speechless:

I am living, I remember you.

Link to the other bloggers participating in the WWFC 30-day writing challenge ~

Friday, June 15, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 15 (First Place)

First Place.  Day 15 - we are halfway there!

Ah, this harkens back to my concert performance days.  I was a member of a French horn quartet and we were in competition with other local classical groups for high school music awards.  Our quartet earned First Place in the competition.

Brass instruments.
 We were quite the ensemble.

Today is Friday and I'm just not focusing - am looking forward to escaping the Sacramento 100+ degree heat and heading to the North Coast (hoping to post fishing pictures very soon) ...

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Thursday, June 14, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 14 (Short Hair)

Short hair.  Day 14's topic of the WWFC writing challenge.

Ok, so I modified the theme from "the short hairs" to "short hair."  The original theme meant going down a road I really didn't want to travel, and since this is a no-rules competition, I've changed it to suit my purposes.

Short hair is easy, breezy, must be styled every day and requires frequent trips to the stylist to maintain.  Long hair is more versatile, it can be worn up or down, in a bun or braid, bouffant or BIG hair.

I had a hair disaster for a few months, it was cut way too short, bits and pieces stuck out in a cacaphony of hair jumble.  It was tamed by clips, scrunchies, hats, kerchiefs and smoothers.  My hair was schlumpy, so I felt schlumpy.  I got my hair "did" so I'm back (see recent photo posted on my blog).  Yeah, wishing I did look like the Henry Clive seashore beauty ....

Link to the other bloggers participating in the WWFC 30-day writing challenge ~

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 13 (The Other One)

The Other One.  Day 13 must be my unlucky day ~ I got nuthin but this:

Be sure to check out the postings of my cohorts in the writing challenge, each day's participants change depending on the topic.  Link to the other bloggers participating in the WWFC 30-day writing challenge ~

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

30-day writing challenge ~ Day 12 (In the Kitchen)

In the Kitchen.  The twelfth of June of the WWFC writing challenge.

I have orchids in the kitchen windowsill.  They bloom and bloom and bloom.  I am thinking it must be something in the water.  It is well water, sans the City of Sacramento additives (of which they supposedly filter out) of arsenic, barium, chromium, flouride, nitrate and chlorine.  Link to 2010 water quality report.  What must be good for the orchids, must be good for me.

We also defrost meat by submersing it, while still packaged, in water.  Rarely do we use the microwave to defrost meat.  I believe that appliance changes the character of the meat during the defrost cycle.

I grow as many herbs and vegetables as possible.  My experiment this year is yellow watermelon.  I've never even heard of this hybrid, supposedly it is sweeter and more honey-flavored than the red flesh melon.

The freezer is full of upland game birds and ocean fish.  Suzanne Somers said it best, "if you can't pick it, pluck it, shoot it or milk it, don't eat it."  Of course, there is the usual fare too, hamburger meat, pork chops, whole chickens, a variety of sausages, and steaks.  We buy in bulk and then vacuum pack the meat for freezer storage.  

If the garden produces an overabundance, we can vegetables, mainly tomatoes.  A flavorful fruit to have available during the cold days of winter.  

Those are my kitchen secrets, what are yours?    (Please excuse the funky font issues, that is what I get for cutting and pasting.)

Even editors have bad days ~

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