it’s all about priorities…..


noun \prī-ˈȯr-ə-tē, -ˈär-\     plural = pri·or·i·ties

: something given or meriting attention before competing alternatives….

recipe for … ice?

Ok, normally I like to keep you all to myself…..however, today we’re going on a field trip.

There is a GREAT recipe on that I thought you might be interested in making, even if you haven’t mastered the joy of cooking. 

Yes, it’s for ice.  

Apparently, Chrissie G has some relatives of mine that do NOT know how to replace ice cube trays (these are also the family members that drop their dirty clothes next to the hamper, and the adorable ones that would rather place the toilet paper on TOP of the holder)

Thankfully, we have kept up with current times and have an ice maker now…. but oh, but I remember those days all too well.

So skip over with me to THIS SITE and click on RATINGS AND REVIEWS to read all the hilarious comments that go with this very important recipe!

Don’t worry, you don’t have to sign in to read all the reviews.  This is really funny, and I promise you will laugh!

Print out the recipe for those times when unexpected guests come over.  It will be a hit!!

Enjoy and don’t forget to come back and let me know what you think!!

when men get sick….

Ugh……we are on Day Three of Jimmy’s flu.  Why couldn’t he have the flu somewhere else, I’m wondering?  No, he had to have it at home….and all you women out there KNOW what it is like when your man  gets sick.

“Honey, can you bring me some water?  And could you find the remote for me?  Cough…..I’m dyiiiiiiiing ….” THIS IS ABOUT TWO MINUTES INTO THE FLU.

So I ran out to Safeway to pick up some ingredients for some good ol’ chicken soup.  When I came back it was, “Honey, did you get me some craaaaackers?” I thought to myself, “No, but I remembered Oreo’s….but said, “Oh, they were out.  Just kidding!  I got crackers!!”  He doesn’t laugh…..but he does manage to cough again, to remind me of the severity of his ailment.

But here’s the best part.  He told me that he was going to (and I quote) “go back to work tomorrow, even if he is still sick, because there is nothing to do.” What??  You’re sick!!! There’s not SUPPOSED to be anything to do.  But what a good choice to make.  Go back to the office and get them sick … while I Lysol the house again.

Everyday….all over the world….in every language known to mankind…grown men with the flu are telling their wives (girlfriends) who have, by the way, given birth, thank you……..that they are, “siiiick, and you don’t know what it feels like to be this siiiiick….don’t you caaaare about meeee?”

Maybe I should just let him go to work tomorrow…

But in the meantime… this!!