Explicitly Ambiguous

I made a mistake. I let Joshua use my computer last night and didn’t turn off the desktop icons. He deleted a folder on my desktop that I saved most things in. Including recipes, articles to post about, all of my 2996 stuff, and something I was writing for the blog. A crossover/parody. Standards for grade levels…

DAMMIT! I don’t know WHAT all was in it! Makes me want to barf when I think about it… CRAP!!!

No, it’s not in the recycle bin. I did a disk cleaup when I started the computer. I had no idea what had happened.

*sigh*

I could be cleaning or doing something productive but every once in awhile Mom likes to sit on her ass and enjoy the peace and quiet.

The two rampaging males I live with and love will be awake soon so I’m sitting here enjoying some “me” time.

So nice.

The child wants to go to the zoo for his birthday. Ugh. At least its cooled off so we won’t fry. We’ll probably drag our old asses out of bed the 12th and go… I dread it. I’ll probably have to drag him kicking and screaming out of the place he’s such an animal freak. We’re also getting the family yearly membership thing. Cheaper than being mugged every time we go. That reminds me I need to get new batteries for the camera. Good thing we bought that 1 gig memory card. I’ll walk around taking pics while Richard deals with him. *snicker*

I just hope I don’t end up bringing an elephant home.

Write down the name of the font you used so if you need to make another one you can use the same font. I was trying to make a bigger banner to fit this width and I forgot which one I used before. Hehehe… gah. I’ll have to find it later. I’ve been fiddling with the computer too much and my damned wrist is having fits.

Yes, I know this is a blog that usually deals with politics and not a food blog. I have a food blog but I feel the need to post this here. I tried a recipe the other day that was out of this world. I know that one thing people have problems with while cooking is fried chicken. It’s hard to get it to turn out just right. In my 42 (ACK!) years on this planet I’ve had a ton of fried chicken. Some of it good and some of it sucked. I developed my own version of fried chicken by adapting two recipes. I’ve been told it’s really good. I generally make it for company because it takes a while to cook. But this new recipe is so simple and easy and it tastes so damned good that I had to post it here.

Paula Deen’s Southern Fried Chicken

3 eggs
1/3 cup water
About 1 cup hot red pepper sauce (recommended: Texas Pete)
2 cups self-rising flour
1 teaspoon pepper
House seasoning, recipe follows
1 (1 to 2 1/2-pound) chicken, cut into pieces
Oil, for frying, preferably peanut oil

In a medium size bowl, beat the eggs with the water. Add enough hot sauce so the egg mixture is bright orange. In another bowl,
combine the flour and pepper. Season the chicken with the house seasoning. Dip the seasoned chicken in the egg, and then coat
well in the flour mixture. Heat the oil to 350 degrees F in a deep pot. Do not fill the pot more than 1/2 full with oil.

Fry the chicken in the oil until brown and crisp. Dark meat takes longer then white meat. It should take dark meat about 13 to 14
minutes, white meat around 8 to 10 minutes.

House Seasoning:
1 cup salt
1/4 cup black pepper
1/4 cup garlic powder

Mix ingredients together and store in an airtight container for up to 6 months.

I used Franks because it was what I had on hand and because it’s the only hot sauce Richard likes. lol I also did this using boneless skinless chicken breasts. Anyone who has cooked with boneless skinless chicken breasts knows it’s hard to get a good crispy coating when cooking using them. Not with this recipe. The coating came out perfect.

Don’t be afraid of the hot sauce it’s not spicy.

You don’t marinate the chicken in the hot sauce for a long time. If you want it a bit more spicy you could let it soak longer I’m sure. But if you don’t try this recipe you are missing one hell of an incredible recipe.

PS: I also use the house seasoning on new york strip steaks and they taste great!

Paula’s Recipe at Food Network

The chair I use at the computer tried to kill me. I mean it. I was sitting in it the other night and had no clue that one bolt had come out of the back. The back was only being held on with one bolt. My Mother always told me not to lean back in chairs but did I listen? Hell no!

I leaned back and the remaining bolt sheared off sending me crashing to the floor, banging my head on the end table, and then onto our soft (HA!) carpet covered concrete (no padding) where my poor skull bounced a few times. I landed with the wind knocked out of me and a clip board lying on my face. Don’t ask me how I did it but I managed to knock the damned thing into the air when I fell. After the poor kid freaking out and finally being able to speak I looked over and noticed that the top of my head was about 4 inches away from the patio door. If I’d been just a little closer… ugh. Don’t want to think about it.

I’ve been off the computer because of that. I’m not brain damaged (laughing here lol) but I have aches and pains all over my poor body not the least of which is a sprained left wrist. I won’t be around for the next couple of days to give my poor battered body time to recover.

I would like to make one suggestion to anyone reading this.

TIGHTEN UP THE SCREWS AND BOLTS ON YOUR CHAIRS! LOL!

We all know how Rosie feels about Christians. The reason for the title of this post is that my Mother was what Rosie would call one of those “dangerous” fundamentalists.

My Mother had a a friend, a co-worker, who was gay. She ate lunch with him and they talked every day. She knew what he was, gay, and he knew what she was, a Christian. My Mother prayed every night for her friend. Not that he’d give up being gay but because his life was a living hell. In general. She felt sorry for him and felt compassion for him. My Mother treated him with respect and at one point said she felt as if he were a son.

One day she invited him to our home and I was there while they talked. I saw how she treated him. I saw how she wept when he wept about his life. Remember he knew what she was and she knew what he was. I don’t recall her pulling a gun and pointing it at his head and demanding that he give up his lifestyle and convert to Christianity on the spot. My Mother was a true believer. She believed in looking at people thru Christs eyes. She loved people as Jesus loved them. She didn’t berate people, she didn’t force her beliefs on people, she loved people, and went out of her way to help people in whatever way she could.

I guess Rosie would have thought my Mother was dangerous. She was one of those “fundamentalists” that Rosie seems to think are out to destroy her life. Poor Rosie, in her narrow way of thinking she’d miss out on knowing people who are some of the nicest in the world. I feel sorry for Rosie. It must be difficult to be such a bigot. It must be hard to live life when you’re bitter and closed minded. When you’re so afraid of people who are different than you are. Unlike my Mother the Fundamentalist. You see Rosie didn’t see what happened at the end of that visit that day. I did.

I watched as my Mother got up and opened her arms and hugged her friend. I watched as they cried and held onto each other. I watched as she wiped away his tears as if he were her child and told him that she loved him. I watched as she told him he was in her thoughts and prayers every day. I watched as her friend smiled and thanked her and told her he loved her.

I would rather see the world thru my Mother’s eyes than to view the world as Rosie does.

Didn’t make it to walmart today as I wanted to because the kid decided I’m a piece of playground equipment and climbed all over me again. My shoulders are killing me and I didn’t think I’d make it getting into and out of the car.

Oh man! Is he in for it when he brings home his first girlfriend… naked baby pictures will be the order of the day!

Bullshit! The overnight polling has scared the ever loving shit out of them! Now they go into “outrage” mode. Yeah, you’re pissed.. yet you have said and believe the same damned things as Chavez. Your supporters, those far left whackos who have taken over the Democrat party, love Chavez and the moron from Iran. Going so far as to say that they’re BOTH better leaders than Bush.

You will have everything you’ve ever said or your supporters have said thrown in your faces… enjoy…

Charles Rangel is first up to act “outraged”. I thought you liked Chavez? For his heating oil program? Odd how you’re now changing your tune. Damn.. those polls must have been really REALLY bad.

*Added
This is not some new bent Hugo’s gone on. He’s always been like this. So to act outraged now.. I smell bullshit. I’m sure some would claim to say it here is wrong. I guess it’s okay for him to say it anywhere else? Bullshit.

On rules, laws, responsibility, and consequences. Richard suggested that we focus on that for a week or two to make sure Joshua understands responsibility. I’m also coming up with some more things he can do to help around here. He puts his toys away and helps clean.

There are only three areas of flooring in our apartment that need to be swept. It was kinda funny the other night while I was on the phone with my Aunt Joshua grabbed the broom and was sweeping the carpet in the living room and in the hall. He tried bless his heart. I explained to him that we use the vacuum for the carpet. lol

I guess I’d better get back to what I was working on… responsibility and all that crap dontcha know.

*Ohhh yes.. I forgot it’s laundry night. Ugh….