Wednesday, September 29, 2010

PYHO- Happy Anniversary to my parents!

Today is my parents 40th wedding anniversary.  I decided to link up with Shell over a Things I Can't Say, so please be kind!  Growing up it didn't take me long to realize that my parents were different from most people.  That their marriage was different from most marriages.  They are truly in love and are the best of friends.  Most importantly, they don't fight.  Period.  Often people try to tell me that they just didn't fight infront of us kids.  My reply to that has always been you don't know my parents.  They.didn't.fight.  Sure they bickered.  But that was about it.  They made marriage look easy.  I couldn't wait to grow up and get married.   

They did everything together and with us kids.  Everything was about being a family and spending time together.  They did have friends and occasionally they went out with them.  But for the most part I remember it being just our family.  On the weekends we were either renting movies or going to the movies.  Movies have always been a favorite family pass time.  We didn't have very much money, so it was usually the dollar movies.  As a child I didn't think anything of it.  It didn't matter, we were going to the movies.  Mom always had her "mom bag" full of sodas and candy.  She LOVES popcorn, so that's the one real splurge we got to get at the movies.  To this day I love going to the movies, especially with my family.

I think one of  the most important lessons my parents taught me was their love of each other.  They taught me by example.  I learned from my mother how to be a wife.  I learned from my father how a man should treat a woman.  One thing I had to learn on my own was that my marriage was different from my parents.  It didn't make it any less special or important.  It just made it mine.  I had to find my own kind of happiness.  I think I've had to work harder at it, because I didn't know that marriage took such hard work.  Not to mention, I've had to learn that the world doesn't go according to what Buffee wants.  In the last year I've really made an honest effort to be a better person.  To try and put others before myself.  (I'm still struggling with this, but I've come a long way).  Luckily for me I have a husband that motivates me to be a better person.  I know that may sound strange to the people that know William.  He's a self admitted asshole, (he really is), but once you get past his tough exterior, he's a loyal, loving, hard working, and compassionate lover.  He would do anything for anyone, as long as you don't cross him.  In that sense, he's like me and my father!     

As an adult and having had many conversations with my mother over the years, I've realized that they had to work at it too.  My mom sat me down one day and was like look Buffee, if you don't learn to get past the small things, you'll never be happy.  I'm OCD, so this has been a HUGE problem for me.  I would obsess over the most retarded stuff.  Like the kitchen cabinets being left open.  Or his dirty socks being left all over the house.  Or my shampoo and conditioner facing in the wrong direction.  (Not.even.kidding).  All of our fights have been over stupid crap that in the grand scheme of things really don't even matter. 

Then one day I just told myself, be happy Buffee.  Your life is what YOU make of it.  Only Buffee can make Buffee happy.  Life happens.  Nothing goes according to plan.  It just happens and you have to make the most of it.  I think that's the real lesson my parents were trying to teach me from the very beginning.  I'm just slow to catch on sometimes.  We were poor, but we had each other, and we were a family.  And for the most part I remember being happy.  

I'd like to share a poem I wrote for my parents on their 35th wedding anniversary.  Once you read it, you'll understand what I mean when I say I'm not a writer.  I was just inspired by my parents, their marriage, and love for each other.  

Thirty-five of marital bliss, 
And still everyday begins with a kiss.
He was a mountain man, rugged and strong,
She was a southern girl, with a beautiful song.
They had a short courtship, just a few weeks,
And now the type of love that everyone seeks.
What began with a sacred temple marriage, 
Delivered them four to the baby carriage.
Garage selling is one of their favorite pass times,
They find all their treasures for nickels and dimes!
They always make time to go out on dates, 
Sweethearts and lovers, the best of mates!
With time and age, he's become a tender man, 
Everyone knows he's still Patti's #1 fan!
She hasn't been blessed with the greatest of health, 
A fairytale love story makes up for it in wealth.
Their growing family brings them happiness and joy,
With each new grandchild and every dog toy! 
Their love for each other is simple and kind, 
Always keeping their eternal goal in mind.
As the days turn into years, they grown more in love, 
Never forgetting to thank their Father above.
Truly an example of what marriage should be, 
We're thankful to be in the "Best" family tree! 
                                                            ~Buffee Best Usina


So here's to my parents!  For being so amazing and teaching me the importance of family, marriage, love, and being the best person I can be! 

Monday, September 27, 2010

Blog Hop. . . . with Her Random Thoughts

Happy Monday Seekers!  I'm so excited about today's Blog Hopper!  I saved the best for last!  It's Sherri from Her Random Thoughts!  I "saved" her for last because she's exactly what our FYL's theme is all about!  She is one of my tweethearts!  Through tweeting we formed a friendship and from there we started following each others blogs.  She's one of the few blogging friends I've made all on my own!  Ha!  (She likes me for me and didn't start following me just because I'm the "tagalong")!           

She's awesome, especially since she did this for me at the last possible moment!  By that I mean I asked her weeks ago and she agreed, but I neglected to follow up with her until the day before I needed the post.  I am such a slacker!  (My sincere apologies Sherri and thank you from the bottom of my slacker heart)!  So please, show her some seriously bloggy blog love for me!  If you're not following her, you're missing out!  She's a doll!    

Sherri. . . .  

It's Friendship Month. 
Buffee me if I'd do a guest post on friendships of the bloggy kind.  I was flattered that she asked and happy to write something.

I've made many new friends online since starting my blog several months ago.  
I had no idea about the blogging world when I started, not really.  
I didn't realize how interconnected and how caring people were in the blogosphere.  I thought that a blog was just where you could write about things that you liked or vent when you had a bad day. I've found that blogging is so much more than that. 

As women, we're emotional creatures.  We make friends with people that we feel a connection with, people we can relate to or with whom we share similar circumstances.  We do it in real life and we do it online. We're very social beings but we have the ability to get to know people without ever meeting them in person.  I've found this to be true since I've been blogging.

We write about things that we care about, and we find that there are other women out there that share our interests and that's how the friendships start.  We open our hearts and lives with our words. We share our happy times and our sad ones too.  We write funny stories about things and when we're troubled with problems or concerns, we write that too. We reach out with our words and there are people who care.

We find a blog and we read often and we start getting to know that person and what they're about and we start to care.  When our friends are going through something, we visit often to see how they're doing and leave comments and send emails to let them know that they're thought of.  I know this is true because I've been lucky enough to have gotten them myself.

If I had to mention the names of all the friends that I have met since I've been blogging, I would leave someone out, so I'm mentioning Buffee since she was my first twitter friend and asked me to do this post and also Jammie who got me started blogging. 

 I "met"  Buffee several months ago on Twitter.  I couldn't get on Facebook at work, but I could tweet. (yes former employer, I did Twitter at work).  I noticed that she would post a countdown many days, and it cracked me up because I did the same thing.  So, I tweeted to her and we started talking, then we were following each other's blogs and we discovered we were both redheads, and a friendship was born.  lol  I'm happy to have met her and to be doing this post too. 

I met Jammie ( via Freecycle. She posted a game that I wanted  for my grandbabies. I met her to get the items.The next day, she sent emailed me saying that she had more games and would like to give them to the kids. I was very touched by her generosity. So, we met again and talked for a long time. (she probably couldn't wait to get away from me...LOL) She mentioned her blog and long story short, she helped  me get mine started. Trust me, this was  no easy feat cause I'm challenged in many ways.  lol.  When we first met, it seemed like we'd known each other all our lives. She's a very no non-sense person; what you see is what you get and I like that in a person.  We talk online daily and get together often when we're able.  So, now I have a great friend and I'm doing something that I love.

To all the friends that I've met, I look forward to getting to know you all better and I look forward to reading new blogs and making new friends.


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Thursday, September 23, 2010

SaS- Chicken Pastys

Happy Thursday Seekers!  If I'm being honest, I was less than thrilled about today's chicken theme.  We eat so much chicken and I get tired of the same ol' same ol'.  But the more I thought about it, the more excited I got.  Because I can't wait to see what everyone else shares today.  So head on over to the tank and link up your chicken recipes with my sissy!

Today I'm sharing my MIL's pasty (pronounced /ˈpæsti) recipe. Pastys are a Cornish meat pie, (a pastry filled with meat and vegetables).  They are so yummy.  Apparently they're really big up North?  The MIL dated some guy from up there and he taught her how to make them.  (William loved them growing up, they were his favorite).  lt's a--- 'inside' family joke. . . the MIL says that about EVERYTHING.   Pastys have become a family favorite around here.  My MIL typically uses steak, but you can use CHICKEN, steak, or pork.  She also makes her dough from scratch.  O.M.G.  Amazing yumminess!  It's my favorite part.

Pastry Crust 
1/2 cup ice cold water
4 cups flour 
1 cup (butter flavored) Crisco 
2 tsp salt 

Pasty Filling 
1 1/2 cups small cubed chicken (any meat)
5 potatoes  (diced)
3 carrots (diced)
1 medium onion(diced)
1 tbsp salt
1 tbsp pepper

In a large bowl combine flour and salt.  Add ~cut-in~ Crisco with a pastry cutter.  Add 'ice cold' water 1 tbsp at a time.  Mix with fingers until the dough just comes together.  Separate into 6 balls.  (I said balls).  Place in a bowl in the refrigerator to chill, approximately 30 minutes. 

(I asked the MIL if this could be done in a food processor, like my sissy does?  She looked at me like I was a total nut-burger).  If it were me, I'd say just buy the ready-made pie crust by Pillsbury and call it a day.  Ha! 

Mean while, cube your chicken and dice your vegetables.  Combine in a large bowl and add salt/pepper.  When the MIL makes her chicken pastys, she adds celery and 1/4 cup of chicken stock.  Your goal is to have 6 cups of filling total, (1 cup per pasty).  You could make these with whatever filling you want.  Traditionally pastys are made with rutabaga.  Um, yeah, no.  Over the weekend we had pork, butternut squash, apples, and onions.  Yum!  

Once the dough is cold (it takes about as long to chill the dough as it takes to dice up all those vegetables and meat) remove from fridge.  On a floured surface, roll each ball of dough out to a 10-inch circle (the size of a plate).  Add 1 cup of filling.  Top with 2 pats of butter.  Moisten edges and fold in half.  Pinch the edges together.  Place on a lightly buttered baking sheet.  Cut two slits in each crust (on top) to vent.  Brush with egg wash.  

Bake at 350 degrees for 45 minutes. 


The MIL serves hers with ketchup or brown gravy.  I like to top mine off with more butter instead.  DEFREAKINGLICIOUS!!  They're a lot of work, but they are absolutely worth it!  Lucky for me, the MIL makes mine for me!  HA!    

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Monday, September 20, 2010

Better late then never. . . . meet Shaebails!

So I actually followed the rules this week!  Ha!  When we (FYL) talked about having a blog hop, I knew I wanted to ask Melissa aka Shaebails to guest post.  She's a new to the blogging world and I adore her!  She's one of my favorite twittering buds.  That's actually how we met, on Twitter!  

Anyway, her posts are very open and honest, heartfelt and funny.  She makes me laugh and she has even made me cry.  When I asked her to guest post I left the door wide open.  I told her to write about anything she wanted.  So I hope you read her post and adore her as much as I do.  She's young and fun and her life is full of adventure.   Please welcome her and show her some bloggy blog love!

Shaebails. . . .

Where do I even begin? I feel like I'm in high school again, trying to prepare a story for my creative writing class. I know everything I want to say, I'm just not sure in what order I should put it. I guess I could start from the beginning, but where does this begin?
     *Siiiiiiiigh*. OK. I guess I'll just pick up where I left off. Here it goes.
     I believe I left off saying that I was not attracted to Adam, and I wanted to help Trista gain the confidence that she needed in herself so she can go on with her life and stop being so negative. Well, I was wrong. About the Adam part, I mean, and it only took Trista shoving me in his direction to figure it out.
     I straight up told Trista I was NOT going to go out with Adam, because, you know, SHE liked Adam and I'm living with her. Not only would me dating Adam make everything awkward, but she's my friend and I didn't want to do that to her. I repeatedly told her NO. And yet-
     "Melissa, he likes you. If you hang out with him, you'll like him too. Just go out with him. I know you want to. You're both attracted to each other and I'm used to my friends dating guys I like. Please just DO IT for me?"
     So, I did. That one night. And the night after that. And the next two nights that followed THAT. And you know what? Trista was right. I fell for him. It wasn't too long before we were sleeping with each other and one night he asked me if we could make it official. I said yes.
    This is where everything gets complicated. While Adam and I were doing our thing, in the meantime, Trista and I were doing ours. I went with her to her annual checkup at her doctor's office, and I suggested to the doctor that Trista's depression pills aren't working because she's NOT depressed. (I only went to college for half a semester, but I was studying to be a psychologist and I still use some of the things I learned when I need to) I firmly believe that she's bipolar. Her mother is bipolar and so is her brother, and Trista just didn't fit the mold of somebody who was depressed. At times, sure she was depressed, but there were moments of elation in the mix.
     So, the doctor switched her medication from Celexa to Pristique. Then I suggested to him that maybe the reason why Trista is so tired all the time and she can't lose weight was because she maybe has a problem with her thyroid. So he sent us to the lab to get some blood work done to see if she has a thyroid complication. Because that would explain alot. And you know what? If there's a problem with her thyroid, we might find that she is neither depressed nor bipolar but the problem has been her thyroid all along.
     That night, I did Trista's hair and makeup and she looked BEAUTIFUL. It was the first night in my life that I could actually admit that Trista looked better than ME. We decided to go out that night and have a girl's night with me, Trista, Jesseca, and Tina. My friend Amber even showed up with her sister Maria. We were having a great night. Then my friend Kevin showed up.
     Kevin and I have been friends for only a few weeks. I met him, actually, when Alex and I were seeing each other. Kevin has admitted to me dozens of times that he really likes me and wants to be more than friends. I have always thought Kevin was really good looking and he is SUCH a funny guy I honestly considered it for a while. I still do consider it even now, actually.
     Well, Amber has just broken up with my ex-hubs #2, and we heard he was going to be out at a certain bar that night. So we jumped in her car to go to that bar, because we knew that if he saw us together he would shit himself. Then, my brilliant dumbass self decided it would be even MORE fun if Kevin came with us as an extra bonus to fuck with his head. So we left the bar where we were and headed to where EH was. When we got to the bar, EH had already left, so we went back to bar #1.  Kevin and I were holding each other up as we walked in the door. That's when Trista texted me and said, "Adam's here. You better stop hanging all over Kevin."
     I saw Adam, I said hi, and went back to talking to Kevin. Honestly, Adam knew that Kevin and I were friends and he didn't think anything of it.  Then everybody started coming up to me saying, "Kevin is so much better looking than your boyfriend. You are so hot, what are you doing with THAT guy? You should date Kevin. Seriously." And then, I went outside with Kevin so he could smoke and we could talk. Adam came outside as well, and I, admittedly, ignored him and set all of my attention on Kevin. After Adam went back inside that bar, Kevin kissed me. HE KISSED ME.
     Honestly, if this had been three years ago and he would have done that, I wouldn't have cared. I would have kissed him back and probably would've went home with him after that. But that was who I was then. That's not who I am now.
    I was so shocked. I stood there for a while, then frantically looked around to see if Adam or anyone that knew me was outside to see that. They weren't, thank God. I was, to tell the truth, a little embarrassed, but I also felt sort of relieved, although I didn't know if that was the alcohol talking or if that was how I really felt.
     Anyway, by the time the bar closed, Adam was shitfaced, and I walked him the two blocks to his house. It took 45 minutes to walk the two blocks. He kept stumbling. Then when we got to his house, he says this:
     "Melissa, alot of people have said some shit to me about you. And I've been thinking...the sex is great, and I want to love you. But I don't want you to love me. I'm not that great of a guy. You don't know some of the things I've done."
    So, I called Kevin and asked him to take me home. Well, Trista's home, but still.
    After Kevin dropped me off, a few minutes later, Adam came to the house and told me that Trista spent all night telling him that Kevin and I left the bar together for a while and we probably fucked. She also said that Kevin and I had been fucking around for a while now and I wasn't even sure if I wanted to date Adam; I was just going along with him because I didn't want him to be mad at me.
     You see, when Trista got that "makeover", something inside her snapped. She became a totally different person. She was bitchier, she seemed more confident, more out there. She seemed like the person she wanted to be, only more evil. Because she yelled at me when I walked through the door for dating Adam when I knew how much she liked him. Uhh, the only reason I went out with him in the first place was because she PUSHED me into it!!
     Not only that, but my friend Jordan, whom everyone was trying to set me up with, declined and said he didn't want anything to do with me after Trista texted him from her phone pretending to be me telling him (daily) all the guys I was sleeping with and that I didn't really want to date him I just wanted to sleep with him. Trista was the one starting all the rumors about me at the bar.
     Honestly, if this was 3 years ago, she would have been absolutely right. But now? I have only slept with 2 people since I've been here, and one of them was my ex husband, whom I was MARRIED TO at the time.
     But anyway, I told Adam that I needed some space and I needed some time to decide what was going to happen. Because other than what I just posted, he said alot of other hurtful things to me and it hit me that night that I don't want to be with him anymore. He's a great friend, but I just want to get my own place, move out of Trista's, get away from Adam, and start all over again.
     With Kevin? We'll see.

May I have your attention please?

Will the real Mo' Betta please stand up! 

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Just because you didn't win my giveaway, doesn't mean you can't still win!  My sissy is also hosting a  Mama Cards ™ giveaway this week!  So head on over to the tank and enter for your chance to win! 

Sunday, September 19, 2010

FYL Scavenger Hunt

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Follow each clue to the correct location.
Our posts will help you find your way,
Read each one carefully throughout the day.
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This final full week in September brings you the final full event we have planned.  This week, we are sending you on a scavenger hunt!

Please follow along with @FriendsYouLove and the other Friends You Love hosts via Twitter. Beginning Monday, September 20, we will be leaving clues via Twitter, leading you around the interwebs for the answers.  There will be 20 clues.  On Friday, September 24, come back to Friends You Love to submit your answers.  The first FIVE players to submit the correct answers will win prizes from our generous sponsors!

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Thursday, September 16, 2010

SaS- Caramel Apple Cookies

Happy Thursday Seekers!  Ahhhhh. . . . can you feel it?  Fall is in the air.  I woke up this morning and walked outside to cool crisp air!  I took it as a sign from 'The Cookie Gods' that I needed to bake my new fall cookie recipe!  Or maybe it was just because today is my sissy's Cookie Swap themed SaS over at the tank?  Either way, I actually baked home-made cookies!  Oh.Yes.I.Did.  You should feel so honored!  I never bake home-made cookies.  Ever.  For anyone, not even William.  I tried once after much persuasion he begged.  They ended up being more like hockey pucks than anything edible!  Small round HARD discs!  I'm sure we could have used them the play ice hockey.  I've just never really been a baker.  Until recently, I've started to expand my horizons, and ASS!  (LOL, I know, I'm such a dork)!  I'm not exactly sure why I've started baking, other than I like EATING!  Ha!  Whatever the reason, my family is happy!  BUT none of my clothes fit!

I call these my "fall" recipe because they're caramel apple oatmeal cookies.  Seriously, does anything say FALL like CARAMEL APPLES?  My MIL found the recipe in a Cooking Light magazine.  I'm not sure if they're really considered "light" or not?  But in my house they're consider GONE!  Not.Even.Kidding.  

Caramel Apple Oatmeal Cookies
1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
1 1/2 cups old-fashion rolled oats
1 teaspoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon salt 
3/4 cup granulated sugar
3/4 cup packed brown sugar
6 tablespoons unsalted butter (softened)
2 teaspoons vanilla extract 
1 large egg
3/4 cup finely chopped dried apple slices
3/4 cup caramel bits 
16 small soft caramel candies (chopped)

I could not locate the caramel bits in my grocery store.  So I used the caramel candies and chopped them up.  ( I cut them into 3's, then in half, and in half once more).  I placed them in the refrigerator to harden a bit before chopping.  The dried apple slices I used crumbled like potato chips.  A knife was useless, I used my hands.  (I used the 'original' flavored apple slices, but next time I'm going to try the 'granny smith' variety).  


Preheat the oven to 350 degrees.

Lightly spoon flour into dry measuring cup, level with knife.  Combine flour, oats, baking powder, baking soda, and salt in a bowl, stir well.

Place sugars and butter in a LARGE bowl.  Beat with a mixer at medium speed until light and fluffy.  Add the vanilla and egg.  Beat well.  

Gradually add flour mixture, beating on low speed until just combined.  

Fold in apple and caramel pieces. (I left my caramel pieces in the fridge until just before adding, so they would stay cool and not stick together).

Drop dough by 2 teaspoons 2 inches apart onto baking sheet.  Flatten balls slightly with hand.  

  (coolest kitchen tool ever for baking cookies)

I used one of these!  It made life simple!  If you don't have one, and you like to bake cookies, do yourself a favor and buy one!

Bake at 350 degrees for 9 minutes.  Cool on pans for 3 minutes.  Remove cookies from pans and cool completely on wire racks.  (Um, yeah, if they last that long)!

FYI~ these cookies DO NOT turn golden brown.  They stay very light in color.   

These are delicious and a new family favorite!  If for some reason you don't like caramel/apples, I've also substituted white chocolate chips and craisins for the caramels and apple chips before. They too were DELICIOUS!  But who in their right mind doesn't like caramel apples??  Freaks, that's who!

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Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Who wants to win???

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In honor of Women's Friendship Month I'm hosting my very first giveaway!  A special thanks to Mabel's Labels for sponsoring Friends You Love and this giveaway!  They have the cutest stationery products!    

The giveaway is for your very own set of   

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Leave me a comment and tell me you want to win my very first giveaway!

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