Super Suppers

Why didn't I think of it first? It's such a simple concept: For people with busy lives a simple way to have nutritious quick meals without the hassle. You prepare them ahead of time from a select menu that changes monthly and then you freeze them til it's time to eat them. You can also call ahead and have them prepared for you and waiting when you arrive. They have all the ingredients ready, you just have to measure and follow the directions. It is fairly inexpensive too coming in around 3$ a serving. Frank and I have gotten into it so much, he has become a member of the Super Suppers Club. So we get a bunch of new suppers every month at a reduced rate!
I highly recommend looking into a Super Suppers near you!

Dogs vs. Cats

Ok, in my opinion. Dogs are so much better than cats. Dogs are cuter, and more loyal, and if you get the non-shedding kind, they don't shed. And they are trained to do their business outside so your house doesn't smell like poo. Oh! They also can be a good running or jogging buddy. And they are just better!
Cats, well, I suppose they can be good company, and they are kind of cute. But whenever you don't want them around, there they are......under your feet, in the toilet bowl, in the comfy spot on the couch....Maybe they are slightly lower maintenance, but I just don't want a cat.

Crying to get your way.........is it such a bad thing?

I consider myself to be an extremely sensitive person. Sensitive to what others are feeling, and sensitive to extreme situations in general. As I've gotten older, my sensitivites have adapted and changed somewhat. And me/I, being the analytical monster that I am, continue to analyze these changes. So far, I have come to no conclusion.


But, the one thing that hasn't changed, is that I still cry. Now, not all the time mind you, but it happens....and sometimes when i don't even expect it to. For instance, a few months ago I was making the trip from Nashville to Memphis (about a three hour drive) I was on the phone with my mom and looked in the rearview mirror and I saw flashing lights. * Oh crap* I let my mom go, and attempted to pull over onto the curb. While I was waiting for the policeman to come over, I was completely prepared to be strong and apologize for whatever, and let it be. But instead of that, I got kind of nervous and shaky. I don't get pulled over EVER! Anyways, he asked me for my license and registration and while i started looking in the glove box, I started crying........When the policeman saw me, he said why are you crying.....I said, i'm sorry I can't help it...I'm a sensitive person. (yes, i said that). I think I actually saw the policeman laugh to himself and he said, how about if you promise to slow down and drive more carefully. Millions of people are dying on these roads every day and I don't want you to be one of them.


Ha ha........Success!


Unfortunately for them, I don't think it is possible for men to be quite as sucessful with this tactic. Now let me clear something up, I did not go in with the intention of crying to get out of the ticket, it just came up out of me and seemed to be working, so I went with it.


Another example happened back in college. This time, I was in Austria doing a voice program. I was cast in a very special concert and needed to find the perfect pair of shoes. I took the day off of my classes to comb through every single store that sold shoes in the entire city of Graz! Well, I was at the end of my search and exhausted so i bought the only pair i found that I thought might possibly work. Took them back to my room and tried them on with the Dress for the consulation of my wardrobe team (My two fabulous and gay friends). The conclusion was this. They would do, but I spent too much money on them and should return them. Besides, the shoes I had brought from home were just as fine. It's a good thing I made sure I could return the shoes before I bought them.


Well, the next day, I went to take back the shoes, and the clerk at the register informed me, i couldn't return them.(In german) *We are also dealing with a slight language barrier here*


I started to panic, the whole point of returning the shoes was to get my money back, because I really couldn't afford them. I could see I wasn't getting anywhere with this clerk, and before you know it....the tears came. Please, I was told i could return these shoes, I can't afford them, I won't have money to eat(i didn't say that one). The manager came over and said please don't cry what's the problem. We went over everything again, and he said they don't usually give refunds, but that he would this time for me. He gave me my money back plus a little extra I think and I got a free shoe shine! :) What a great deal!


My friend (let's call her) Shiba told me i was giving fellow sisters a bad wrap. But, I don't think it's a bad thing. It's not like I want to cry about these things, but I think i panic and get really frustrated and just don't know what else to do. I admit it's a bit of a cop out, but people deal with things in different ways. I don't really get mad and angry I get sad and disappointed and frustrated. I would much rather cry and get sympathy than rant and rage and get mad and get nowhere! Do you agree?

Broccoli, and not talking about American Idol!

Well......I am not going to talk about how disappointed I am in the American Public. Not only did they vote off one of the best singers on American Idol (Definately Top three) but now, they have forced me to endure the pure arduosly painful torture of listening to Brooke and Jason Castro at least one more week. THEY DO NOT BELONG IN THE TOP 5!!!!!! Stop the madness people. I do lay part of the blame on myself. I forgot to vote. :( I realize my piddily 3 or 4 votes wouldn't have made the difference but I find it hard to complain when i didn't even vote........(Well, not too hard) Anyways........ I'm not talking about it.

Hmmmmmmmmmm.....Let's talk about Broccoli....I didn't like Broccoli until about two months ago. Just by Happenstance( I adore that word) I tried it while at Whole Foods, and really liked it! So now, I am trying to eat more yummy healthy foods and I am trying to buy Broccoli more often. Well, I went to the store to buy the steam in a bag kind and Stupid Kroger ( I really don't like that store) didn't have one bag of already cut up broccoli! Here I am trying to be healthy and lose weight and stupid freakin' Kroger can't even have the nice little stocks already bagged for my convenience! AAAAGGGGGHHHHH. I told the checkout guy too. When he asked me if I found everything all right.... I said no. I said, you don't have Barqs Rootbeer and you don't have any bags of already cut broccoli! I really don't think he is going to tell anyone or do anything about this....but at least it's off my conscience.

Idiots who post things they know nothing about!

I am a HUGE American Idol Fan, and an even HUGER Musical Theatre Fan. Naturally, I was really looking forward to last night's episode with *picture me using a British accent* Sir Andrew Lloyd Weber! Wow, I mean....what a thrill to be performing for him in the first place. I know you are going to make fun of me for this next statement, but I did research leading up to this episode. I went on websites to see what other fans had predicted for the contestants this week.
I read posts from people who apparently love musical theatre and people who had never heard a musical in their life. There were people who tried to predict what the contestants would sing ( I did it too, *sigh*). Some of these "idiot" people assumed because it was the music of Andrew Lloyd Weber and because they were meeting him in Las Vegas at the Phantom of the Opera theatre that everyone was doing Phantom of the Opera music. Come on people! American Idol is far too smart to limit the contestants to just Phantom. Please! Let me just say that every prediction that I read was wrong. The contestants really suprised me! I won't go into detail about who sang what, and what I thought of each individual performance, but overall it was a pretty decent week.
To be a truly great singer/performer you have to be a good actor! Absolutely have to! Andrew (we are on a first name basis now) was trying to hit this point home, by emphasizing how important it is to sing the words . I really think that David Archuletta was the only one that really got what he was saying and used the words as instructed.
I think it's time for Castro and Brooke to go. Never really liked either of them that much to begin with. People.....they just aren't very good singers. Get over it!

Welcome and Hot Stone Massage!

Welcome to my first official blog under the above title. My purpose in creating this blog is, no particular reason. In fact........ really, my reason for doing this is because I have found myself reading other blogs and really enjoying that. I am slightly concerned that mine won't live up to the standards set by these "other ones" but........we will give it the old college try.

First off, you may be wondering why I chose to title this adventure peanut butter puffins. Well, I really really love peanut butter.......and, any word that ends in an "in" is cute! Go ahead I challenge you to come up with a word, a real word, that ends in "in" that isn't cute. I think that peanut butter actually is one of the most perfect foods. Lots of protien, goes great with Jelly, and......ok, this is making me hungry, i'm going to stop now, besides...you get the point.


So, I had a hot stone massage yesterday! It was my first one, ever! I didn't really know what to expect. So i just layed there on the table, naked, with the blanket pulled up to my chin. Wait, let me rephrase that, I wasn't naked, I had on underwear. Ok, so i am on the table, and she starts out by kind of placing them under my shoulders *ok, not too bad* so then she kind of started the massage with her hands and then got the stones. They were pretty hot, but they didn't burn, I was kind of expecting them too....I was looking forward to them burning so that i could suffer through the pain for the end all outcome. Well we continued on like this for quite some time and I remember flipping over and then that's it. Yeah....I know what you are thinking and I am thinking it too..I think i may have fallen asleep. I never fall asleep in massages or facials or getting my hair done. Now, a movie, is a different story I have been known to fall asleep a time or two during a flick but NEVER a massage. Boy, it's a good thing I don't snore. But I guess that goes to show how relaxing a hot stone massage can be. I do think next time I will opt for the regular massage, but I'm definately not knocking the HSM.
More Latah my peeps!