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by LadyMac Posted Mon November 9, 2009 @ 6:12 PM
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Virginia will be putting John Allen Muhammed to death.
I don't know how many of you remember or were impacted in 2002 when Muhammed and his accomplice, Lee Boyd Malvo, terrorized the Washington, D.C. area by shooting people, sniper style, from inside the trunk of their Chevy Caprice Classic.
I remember it all too well. I remember being afraid to fill up my car at gas stations - and how I would only pull into gas pumps with my car between me and the roadway to act as a shield. I remember one of the shootings occurring right as we were let out of school and an hour trip home taking 5 hours. People turned ran out of gas on the highways and the police set up checkpoints checking the interior of everyone's car. I remember fearing for the safety of my family.
Lee Boyd Malvo, because of his age when the shootings occurred, will spend his life in prison. Muhammed, however, will meet his God tomorrow night at 9 p.m.
I do not wish him luck nor do I wish him mercy. I can only hope he repents at the end and apologizes to the victims' families.
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by LadyMac Posted Sun October 25, 2009 @ 2:51 PM
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On one day every month at my office we celebrate all the office birthdays for that particular month. Everyone who wants to brings in something to share and we have potluck birthday party.
October sees my friend Alicia and one of the other attorneys, Powell. Alicia, early on in the month, asked me to make my baked potato soup. And so I have (birthday day is Tuesday). But I was thinking about Powell and what he would like.
Powell's from Georgia and he always says that the way you can tell, in the South, that a person was loved during their life time is by how many caramel cakes there are after the funeral. And he always says this so wistfully.... but I've never seen or eaten a caramel cakes - let alone made one.
Until today. I thought I would do double duty and bring something in for each Alicia and Powell. So I thought it might be better to make one while the person is alive - you know, because a corpse can't enjoy a caramel cake. So I decided to make my first caramel cake. I asked everyone I know whether they'd had one before - to no avail.
Seek and you shall find ~ so I looked and found one online.
First I melted sugar slowly to make caramel syrup. After it melted - which seemed to take forever,I added hot water which caused some kind of chemical reaction that resulted in extremely hot steam and therefore steam burns on my hands.
But I persisted. Butter, sugar, caramel syrup, egg yolks... then alternate flour and milk mixtures. Finally folding in egg whites.
I thought the batter would be very thick but once I folded in the egg whites, it was very light.
How did it turn out? I don't know yet. It's in the oven. But I hope Powell likes it.
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by LadyMac Posted Mon August 31, 2009 @ 11:08 AM
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BITCHES TO THE END
Man, I'll tell ya, women can be cold until the end!
The doctor, after an examination, sighed and said, 'I've got some bad news. You have cancer, and you'd best put your affairs in order.'
The woman was shocked, but managed to compose herself and walked into the waiting room where her daughter had been waiting.
'Well, daughter, we women celebrate when things are good, and we celebrate when things don't go so well. In this case, things aren't well. I have cancer. So, let's head to the club and have a martini.'
After 3 or 4 martinis, the two were feeling a little less somber. There were some laughs and more martinis. They were eventually approached by
some of the woman's old friends, who were curious as to what the two were celebrating.
The woman told her friends they were drinking to her impending end,'I've been diagnosed with AIDS.'
The friend s were aghast, gave the woman their condolences and beat a hasty retreat.
After the friends left, the woman's daughter leaned over and whispered, 'Momma, I thought you said you were dying of cancer, and you just told your friends you were dying of AIDS! Why did you do that??'
'Because I don't want any of those bitches sleeping with your father after I'm gone.'
And THAT, my friends, is what is called, 'Putting Your Affairs In Order'
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by LadyMac Posted Sun August 9, 2009 @ 10:49 AM
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from vacation.
Alaska is such a wonderful place. We flew into Anchorage and rented a car. Then we drove south to Seward for three days (where it rained the whole time) and went fishing and sightseeing. I caught 5 salmon - "fish on" is now my favorite phrase. Kiddo caught a case of seasickness. The lodge we stayed at was absolutely beautiful - no tv, no internet, no phone. We played cards in the evenings overlooking Resurrection Bay.
Then we drove north and overnighted in Talkeetna (stayed at a roadhouse). Best reindeer sausage ever. Kiddo loved the cinnamon rolls. We did a jet boat safari for a couple of hours and then surprised him later that day with a helicopter ride with a glacier landing.
From there we drove to Denali for three days where I had an unexpected grizzle bear encounter. He crossed the road in front of our car and I hopped out to photograph him (breaking every rule about wild animals I had ever read). After shooting 2 pics I realized I was 10 feet away from a grizzly bear and I hear the calm voice of the ranger saying "ma'am, I need you to get back in your car". Accordingly to la familia, that was the 3rd time he had said that but the 1st time I'd heard it.
The next day we went into the national park out to wonder lake. We saw more bears (I didn't leave the safety of the bus this time, moose, caribou, fox... and Mt. McKinley. I was so excited.
The third day we saw the sled dogs and went whitewater rafting.
From there is was on to Fairbanks for three days. We panned for gold, took a ride on a riverboat and flew up to Barrow as a side trip. Amazing how those people live.
After a long train ride we went back to Anchorage, where we did a glacier cruise and a bear fly-in to Lake Clark, which is siutated at the foot of Mt. Redoubt (the volcano).
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Deb
by Venice Mon August 3, 2009 @ 2:06 AM
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No
by Brendalala Mon August 3, 2009 @ 1:22 PM
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I'll
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Clique
by Brendalala Mon August 3, 2009 @ 1:56 PM
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Umm
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Michelle
by Venice Mon August 3, 2009 @ 5:27 PM
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Volunteer
by Brendalala Tue August 4, 2009 @ 10:48 AM
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Yup
by Brendalala Tue August 4, 2009 @ 12:09 PM
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Re:
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by Brendalala Wed August 5, 2009 @ 8:31 AM
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Steve....
by Brendalala Wed August 5, 2009 @ 11:46 AM
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Venice
by Brendalala Wed August 5, 2009 @ 8:34 PM
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Really?
by Venice Wed August 5, 2009 @ 8:53 PM
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Of course
by Brendalala Wed August 5, 2009 @ 11:24 PM
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Nah
by Brendalala Thu August 6, 2009 @ 8:35 AM
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Tritto
by Brendalala Thu August 6, 2009 @ 4:31 PM
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nice!
by kathleen m Sun June 7, 2009 @ 10:05 PM
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by LadyMac Posted Sun March 29, 2009 @ 2:13 PM
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My son turned 15 today. Wow. I remember those days when he was just a babe in my arms. Now, he's in high school.
We've had a buch of problems recently ~ he's been argumentative, nasty, not doing work in school and basically a pain in my ass.
He just became a Boy Scout, however, and he went Friday night until this morning to go camping with his troop. I was really glad for a kid-free weekend as I would have gladly traded him in for a puppy. Except when he got home, he was a new kid. He's been happy, agreeable, almost buoyant, positive..... the exact opposite of who he's been. I suspect alien involvement.
Happy Birthday, my love!
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by LadyMac Posted Mon February 9, 2009 @ 6:11 PM
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When Grandma goes to Court:
Lawyers should never ask a Mississippi grandma a question if they aren't prepared for the answer.
In a trial, a Southern small-town prosecuting attorney called his first witness, a grandmotherly, elderly woman to the stand. He approached her and asked, 'Mrs. Jones, do you know me?' She responded, 'Why, yes, I do know you, Mr. Williams. I've known you since you were a boy, and frankly, you've been a big disappointment to me. You lie, you cheat on your wife, and you manipulate people and talk about them behind their backs. You think you're a big shot when you haven't the brains to realize you'll never amount to anything more than a two-bit paper pusher. Yes, I know you.'
The lawyer was stunned. Not knowing what else to do, he pointed across the room and asked, 'Mrs. Jones, do you know the defense attorney?'
She again replied, 'Why yes, I do. I've known Mr. Bradley since he was a youngster, too. He's lazy, bigoted, and he has a drinking problem. He can't build a normal relationship with anyone, and his law practice is one of the worst in the entire state. Not to mention he cheated on his wife with three different women. One of them was your wife. Yes, I know him.'
The defense attorney nearly died.
The judge asked both counselors to approach the bench and, in a very quiet voice, said, 'If either of you idiots asks her if she knows me, I'll send you both to the electric chair.'
http://homegrownmedia.com/archives/when-grandma-goes-to-court/
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Hahaha
by ♫Venice♫ Tue February 10, 2009 @ 1:42 AM
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Cosmopolitans
Pink Flirtini
Strawberry Lemonade Martini
Chocolatini
Halloween-tini
Fuzzy-tini
Deb-tini
Want one? :) Plus I'm serving wings, meatballs, spinach dip, salsa and chips... yummo!
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Kiddo and I entered a drawing when I went to a farm last weekend to purchase some fresh lavendar. It didn't cost to enter, so I figured whatever.
I got a call last night that they drew my name and I am THE GRAND PRIZE WINNER.
What did I win?
A weed eater.
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by LadyMac Posted Sun August 24, 2008 @ 2:34 PM
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So today we went to the orchard and picked 2 pecks of peaches (say that one five times fast!). Kiddo loves fresh fruit, especially peaches, and I like to support (and consume) locally grown produce, so we love this orchard. No insecticides or pesticides are used.
So I'm whipping up a couple peach breads... except I'm doing it in a bundt pan to take to work tomorrow to share. It smells sooooo good. But I have a ton of peaches left over so if anyone has a peach recipe, please feel free to share it.
3 cups peaches diced
1/4 cup peach schnapps or peach nectar
1 tsp. vanilla
1/2 c. butter
3 eggs
2 3/4 c. flour
1 1/2 tsp. baking powder
1 tsp. salt
1/2 tsp. baking soda
1 1/2 tsp. cinnamon.
Simmer peaches with Schnapps/nectar until peaches are tender (about 5-8 minutes). (Hint: to removve the skins super easily, drop the peach in boiling water for 45 seconds then immerse in an ice bath. The skin literally rubs off with a paper towel.) Remove from heat, add vanilla and set aside.
Cream butter and sugar. Add eggs one at a time. Be sure it's blended well.
In another bowl, combine flour, baking powder, salt, baking soda & cinnamon. Add dry ingredients to the creamed mixture, alterating with the peach mixture. Mix until blended.
Pour into greased & floured pan and bake at 350 degrees for 55 to 60 minutes.
Cool for 10 minutes.
Enjoy!
Next week is apple picking! YAY.
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Good luck!
by ♪♪Venice♪♪ Tue May 13, 2008 @ 4:32 AM
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by LadyMac Posted Sun April 13, 2008 @ 1:59 PM
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So we just got back from a quick run to the grocery store. We're in the parking lot when kiddo says he's hungry. We didn't breakfast all that long ago and he's tired today - must be on a growth spurt or something.
Fine... at this particular store, they usually have samples, so I told him to find a couple. A piece of watermelon here, bite of apple there... no biggie.
Sitting in the produce section is a woman (who looked like Dr. Ruth, incidently) giving out samples of some frozen asian cuisine called seafood medley with jasmine rice. And kiddo wanted a taste. I am normally suspicious of anything that claims to be a "medley" but kiddo has no such compunctions. I figured he's hate it.
No such luck.
He tastes it, declares it delicious and wants me to buy a couple of them for a quick on-the-go meal. He says the combination of spices is perfect. In fact, he doesn't just ask. He asks repeatedly ~ and when I don't stop looking at the dried fruit, he goes off on his own to try to find it. So not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth, I say okay and I buy two boxes. After all, it's something other than the ubiquitous mac & cheese.
Got home and looked at the ingredient list: rice, cuttlefish, shrimp, sweet basil, oyster sauce.
Hold it.
Cuttlefish. That's squid. Yep, the kiddo's eating bait. I am so not telling him.
Don't you tell him either.
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Deb
by ♥Venice♥ Sat March 8, 2008 @ 5:48 PM
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Cruel?
by All About the Branding Wed March 19, 2008 @ 8:01 PM
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Jeffrey
by ♥Venice♥ Wed March 19, 2008 @ 7:58 PM
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by LadyMac Posted Sun February 17, 2008 @ 9:53 AM
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My son went out with some friends last night to a George Mason basketball game (they lost but he had a blast... very nice to see) so Mom & I availed ourselves of the opportunity to go to this new Cuban restaurant in town... yes... a little rural Virginia community has a Cuban restaurant.
My standards are high - I live in Miami, FL for 10 years and my sister in law is Cuban. I *know* good Cuban food when I eats it. :P And I haven't had really good Cuban food since I moved out of Miami in 1993.
At least until last night. We had tapas (which is Spanish for little plates) and split a Cuban sandwich. OMG, the food was so good, I've decided I could eat the Cuban sandwich every day for the rest of my life. Seriously.
So if you find yourself debating whether to do Cuban food, do it. This is what we had to eat:
Appetizers
Gambas al ajillo (garlic shrimp)
Ropa vieja
Lechon asado (this was so good, I've been trying all morning to find a recipe - with success I might add)
Tostones (twice fried plantains)
Black beans and rice
Dinner
Split a cuban sandwich (which has roasted pork, ham, cheese, mayo, mustard and a pickle)
Dessert
Flan
Tres leches cake
Espresso
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by LadyMac Posted Thu January 24, 2008 @ 7:58 PM
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It's about time I had a good year. 2007, well, in plain language, sucked. And in this situation, sucking is not a good thing.
My new job is fantastic. Most people would think that, as an attorney, taking a job as legal assistant would be a step down or that I should be insulted by it. Maybe it depends on your perspective, but I love what I am doing. I am back doing business law with a supervising attorney who gives me much more latitude and trust than he's ever given to any legal assistant. I'm learning from him and hope to be able to step into his shoes when he decides to retire (he's 63 now).
Today I did 12 unlawful detainers, 2 warrants in debt, drafted a release, wrote a deed, and and worked on modifying a contract. My boss gives me feedback and treats with respect. He thanks me for the work I do and appreciates my initiative.
Regardless of my job title, I love what I am doing. I like my boss. I get paid very well for the job I do. And I am slowly but surely making friends with all the people I work with.
Life is really good right about now.
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Who cares
by ♥Venice♥ Fri January 25, 2008 @ 4:34 AM
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by LadyMac Posted Wed January 23, 2008 @ 7:40 AM
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When I agreed with Donald about not shopping at a store that doesn't treat me right, Jeffrey and RWG both made comments about giving feedback locally.
For the record, I agree, in a very generic sense with this advice and usually use it myself. I've been at my new job for about three weeks now and I've pretty much had to train myself ~ there's no staff mentor and this particular attorney's office has been a bit of a revolving door over the past several years. One woman at the office has been really cool about helping me out. Any time I have had an issue, I ring her up and she helps me. I have told her many times how wonderful she has been to me.
So I made sure I told "her" attorney (who will make a raise recommendation for her in March) about how much I appreciated her help. I emailed the office manager too (for her file), but it's not the same as telling Fred.
Going back to the Albertson's letter ~ what Donald described though is a pattern of behavior -- and that got me to thinking about "giving feedback locally". What are the odds that the manager is actually part of the problem. It's been my experience that grumpy, ill-mannered managers beget grumpy, ill-mannered staff.
If a manager can't ensure that the customer service rep who is the first one customers see as the walk in the door treats people well, then maybe she shouldn't have been assigned there is the first place. Bad management decision? Maybe. And that's why corporate needs to know. Giving feedback locally only really works if something is done about it ~ otherwise you may as well be talking to a wall.
So on that note, I am done with my morning ruminations and I am going to work. YAY.
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Starts tomorrow.
8:30 a.m.
I've probably changed my mind about what I am wearing a dozen times.
Can you tell I am excited?
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Good Luck
by Gino Tue January 1, 2008 @ 8:53 PM
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No.... I wasn't infested by bugs on Christmas day. But my brother was.
He bought a Christmas tree (live, not artificial) from Lowe's. He and my sister-in-law have bought their Christmas trees from Lowe's for about the last 10-15 years. Never had a problem. Until this year.
Christmas morning arrives and my brother starts to hand out presents to the family, including a very bouncy four year old who was VERY anxious to open his gifts, when they saw them. Bugs. Lots of them. HUNDREDS of them. According to my brother, they looked almost like aphids and were feeding on the Christmas tree sap. So they became engourged, like ticks do, after eating the sap.
They were EVERYWHERE. On the floor, on the presents, in the presents. My brother had to bodily remove the Christmas tree at 9 a.m. And they had to try to vacuum up these bugs. So as not to squish 'em, my brother and sister-in-law vacuumed them up with the hose attachment on their brand new vacuum. So now the hose has gooey, sticky buggy streaks inside it. And on their clothes. And on the carpet. The stains are probably permanent.
Needless to say, my brother is going to go down to Lowe's to talk with the people there. I am so curious as to how this all will shake out.
Bugs. Yuck.
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So there I was, really worried over the fact that I had purchased a shirt for one of my best friends, who is a single guy. I was raised that women don't buy items THAT personal for a man to whom she's not related.
He loved the shirt ~ like I thought he would. And I got what sorta kinda almost counts as an item of cloting:
http://www.theslanket.com/
Terrible name for a great product ~ in pink lavendar no less. I am wearing it now, snug as a bug in a rug, and still able to play on the computer or pet my kitty cat without getting chilled.
Even better, he gave my son an erector set that has like a billion pieces (900+ actually). That should keep him quiet for a couple days.
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So I've been listening to Christmas carols on the radio and I swear to whatever God you believe in that if I hear "Step Into Christmas" by Elton John one more time, I am going to explode.
Do you have a favorite Christmas carol or a favorite version of a Christmas carol? My absolute fav is "The Little Drummer Boy". Makes me smile every time I hear it.
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