It’s been a long time since I’ve posted an iPod Roulette entry. Here’s what came up in the shuffle this morning. Rather than try to explain away any of it, I’ll just leave the comments to you.
1. Let Your Love Flow (Bellamy Brothers)
2. Anybody Seen My Baby? (Rolling Stones)
3. Come and Get Your Love (Redbone)
4. Smooth Criminal (Alien Ant Farm)
5. Selah (P.O.D.)
6. Your Man (Josh Turner)
7. Paradise (Out of Eden)
8. Oh Happy Day (Bernard Harris)
9. Three Times A Lady (Commodores)
10. We Are the Champions (Queen)
11. 9 Crimes (Damien Rice)
12. I Wanna Take You Higher (Duran Duran)
13. Who’s That Girl? (Eurythmics)
14. True (Spandau Ballet)
15. Nobody Else in the World But You (Don Henley)
Friday, July 3, 2009
July iPod Roulette
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Recipe Rehash
Yahoo 360, my original blogging site, is finally shutting down for good. I’ve transferred all the content from my blog there to my Yahoo profile. However, the transfer process didn’t include the tags or highlighted posts. I had a number of recipes posted which are now harder to find without the tags. So, I’m going to begin posting periodic “Recipe Rehash” entries until all those that include recipes have been moved to this blog. Here’s the first:
I use to prepare this all the time when my kids were little, but had totally forgotten about the recipe until today. I had all the ingredients on hand, so I made it for supper. When I don't have fresh rosemary available, I substitute dried. Also, I prefer to use the smaller chicken tenders rather than chicken breasts.
BALSAMIC GRILLED CHICKEN BREASTS
1/2 cup balsamic vinegar
1 tablespoon olive oil
1 tablespoon fresh rosemary, chopped
1 clove garlic, finely chopped
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon pepper
4 boneless, skinned chicken breasts (4 ounces each)
1. Combine vinegar, olive oil, rosemary, garlic, salt and pepper in medium-size bowl. Add chicken breasts. Marinate, covered, in refrigerator 30 minutes.
2. Broil chicken in preheated broiler 6 inches from heat for 8 minutes or until cooked through, turning once.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
A Heyday
Or maybe that should be a hayday.
We still haven’t gotten any rain at our house, but it was overcast most of yesterday and the high was only 86. We decided to give late afternoon fishing one more shot. The fish weren’t biting, but we did have a little excitement.
We kept hearing the cows mooing. More so than usual. Sure enough, we soon saw two calves that had gotten out and were frolicking around outside the pasture. Fishing poles set aside, we headed to the pasture side of the pond so my husband could get out and start rounding them up. Meanwhile, I took the boat across to the dock to get the truck and head back to the pasture. (I’ve gotten pretty good in the john boat with a single paddle)
The calves were herded through a gate into the pasture and the escape route was located (a tree over the fence). That wasn’t the only problem. Somehow, the rest of the cows had broken through the fence into the area the hay is kept. They and the three remaining donkeys were having a grand ole time at the “hay buffet”! That required opening more gates and shooing everyone into a different pasture until repairs could be made this morning.
So much for a peaceful evening of fishing. Now, moving on to puppies…
Their eyes should be opening soon, so I’ve been checking on them daily to see what I could see. To my surprise, I saw more yesterday than I anticipated. More puppies, that is! There are nine of them, not seven! How will we ever find homes for all of them?!?
We still haven’t gotten any rain at our house, but it was overcast most of yesterday and the high was only 86. We decided to give late afternoon fishing one more shot. The fish weren’t biting, but we did have a little excitement.
We kept hearing the cows mooing. More so than usual. Sure enough, we soon saw two calves that had gotten out and were frolicking around outside the pasture. Fishing poles set aside, we headed to the pasture side of the pond so my husband could get out and start rounding them up. Meanwhile, I took the boat across to the dock to get the truck and head back to the pasture. (I’ve gotten pretty good in the john boat with a single paddle)
The calves were herded through a gate into the pasture and the escape route was located (a tree over the fence). That wasn’t the only problem. Somehow, the rest of the cows had broken through the fence into the area the hay is kept. They and the three remaining donkeys were having a grand ole time at the “hay buffet”! That required opening more gates and shooing everyone into a different pasture until repairs could be made this morning.
So much for a peaceful evening of fishing. Now, moving on to puppies…
Their eyes should be opening soon, so I’ve been checking on them daily to see what I could see. To my surprise, I saw more yesterday than I anticipated. More puppies, that is! There are nine of them, not seven! How will we ever find homes for all of them?!?
Monday, June 29, 2009
A turnover
I’ve mentioned the problem with water lilies and grass in our pond in previous entries. Several years ago we brought some large grass carp (supposedly sterile since they can also take over a pond) from our farm in the delta to “work” on the problem. In addition, we purchased some smaller carp a year or two later.
They just haven’t done much to alleviate the problem. So… my husband has begun the process of spraying the unwanted vegetation with an herbicide. I say “begun the process” because it’s not something that can be done all at once, even in a pond the size of ours. Once the vegetation begins to die, it sucks all the oxygen out of the water around it. Obviously, that isn’t good for the fish!! He’s gone out on several occasions, including a few of the times we’ve fished, and sprayed various areas of the pond. So far it seems to be working.
This past weekend we saw an example of what happens when the process is NOT done correctly. Our neighbor has a small pond in front of her house. She wanted to kill all the grass around the edge of her pond and, against the advice of others, sprayed the entire circumference at one time. It was a disaster!! Within a short time her pond started “turning over” and there were dead fish floating everywhere! They quickly borrowed a pump and began aerating the pond, thus stopping the process.
There were TONS of buzzards standing on the bank of her pond when we drove past yesterday morning.
At least someone benefited from the mistake.
They just haven’t done much to alleviate the problem. So… my husband has begun the process of spraying the unwanted vegetation with an herbicide. I say “begun the process” because it’s not something that can be done all at once, even in a pond the size of ours. Once the vegetation begins to die, it sucks all the oxygen out of the water around it. Obviously, that isn’t good for the fish!! He’s gone out on several occasions, including a few of the times we’ve fished, and sprayed various areas of the pond. So far it seems to be working.
This past weekend we saw an example of what happens when the process is NOT done correctly. Our neighbor has a small pond in front of her house. She wanted to kill all the grass around the edge of her pond and, against the advice of others, sprayed the entire circumference at one time. It was a disaster!! Within a short time her pond started “turning over” and there were dead fish floating everywhere! They quickly borrowed a pump and began aerating the pond, thus stopping the process.
There were TONS of buzzards standing on the bank of her pond when we drove past yesterday morning.
At least someone benefited from the mistake.
Friday, June 26, 2009
A quote and a poem
Here’s a quote from my daily CQOD that I thought was rather interesting:
"Men perish with whispering sins, nay with silent sins, sins that never tell the conscience that they are sins, as often as with crying sins; and in hell there shall meet as many men that never thought what was sin, as that spent all their thoughts in the compassing of sin."
... John Donne (1573-1631), Works of John Donne, vol. I,
London: John W. Parker, 1839, Sermon XIV, p. 276
In addition, here’s another Jane Kenyon poem I read yesterday and really liked:
Full Moon in Winter
Jane Kenyon
Bare branches rise
and fall overhead.
The barn door bangs loose,
persistent as remorse
after anger and shouting.
Dogs bark across the pond.
The shadow of the house
appears on the crusted snow
like the idea of a house,
and my own shadow
lies down in the cold
at my feet, lunatic,
like someone tired
of living in a body,
needy and full of desire . . . .
"Men perish with whispering sins, nay with silent sins, sins that never tell the conscience that they are sins, as often as with crying sins; and in hell there shall meet as many men that never thought what was sin, as that spent all their thoughts in the compassing of sin."
... John Donne (1573-1631), Works of John Donne, vol. I,
London: John W. Parker, 1839, Sermon XIV, p. 276
In addition, here’s another Jane Kenyon poem I read yesterday and really liked:
Full Moon in Winter
Jane Kenyon
Bare branches rise
and fall overhead.
The barn door bangs loose,
persistent as remorse
after anger and shouting.
Dogs bark across the pond.
The shadow of the house
appears on the crusted snow
like the idea of a house,
and my own shadow
lies down in the cold
at my feet, lunatic,
like someone tired
of living in a body,
needy and full of desire . . . .
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Saturday, June 20, 2009
The puppies and Blue
I went out with my camera this morning to see if I could get a photo of the puppies. I found that by approaching the shed from the back corner I could see them a little better. There appear to be seven, unless there’s one I can’t see underneath that squirming pile of pups.
Mama Dog has evidently disciplined Blue about going anywhere near the shed. Despite sticking to me like glue any other time, she unhappily hangs back when I head that direction. Poor little girl. I think she has a case of big sister jealousy. Here are a couple of pictures I took of her. None of Mama Dog today. By the time I finished with Blue she was busy feeding her puppies.
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