Posts Tagged With: Ray Charles

Freedom, baby

15 years ago today, we experienced an inconceivable tragedy when terrorists attacked our nation simply because of who we are and what we stand for. We will never forget.

4 years ago, we experienced this evil once again when 4 Americans were killed in a terrorist attack while serving in Benghazi, Libya. We will never forget.

We remember the heroic law enforcement officers, fireman and medical units who rushed TOWARDS danger when everyone ran from it. And our men and women in uniform who fiercely protected our freedom then and now.

So to the cowards whose jealousy and warped ideologies motivate attacks on us – I remember what happened here post 9/11: I remember people coming together NOT apart, strangers rescuing strangers and neighbors helping neighbors, people donating blood,money and food, an outpouring of love & pride for our country and renewed appreciation for our service men and women. We united this great nation as ONE. I never saw so many American Flags flying so bright and so often.

We were one nation indivisible with Liberty and Justice for all.

Sneaky terrorist creeps will never be able to take away what is intrinsic to our nature as citizens: our desire to live a full and FREE live. Honor. Faith. Hard work. Patriotism. And FREEDOM, BABY!

We remember the people we lost…and the heroes who rose.

Freedom LIVES.

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Time changes everything

We never changed our clocks where I grew up. Never.  So it was weird for me when I first lived in other places.  What is this you speak of?  Fall back? Spring what?

Now I live in the western-most part of the Eastern time zone and our summer nights seem to last forever. But once we do the “fall back” the days feel like they’re about 6 hours long.

It will be nice to wake up to sunlight tomorrow but it will be dark when I get home from work. ~sigh~

funny clock

On that note, one of the many nuggets I picked up at the conference last week was this one — A.A.R.P. is launching their own tablet geared for technology fearful seniors.  Check out the Real Pad here.

I made a note in the margin of my papers and explored the site later on. It was in watching the demo and finding myself excited by the features and the price ($189) that I realized, at 51, I’m one of the seniors they’re targeting.

Time changes. Everything.

I feel so fortunate to have seen both Johnny Cash and  Ray Charles perform their music live in my lifetime.   Johnny when I was 9 and Ray when I was 20.  Today, there’s no one touring I’d buy a ticket for.   Time changes. Everything.

source Legacy Recordings.com

Johnny Cash & Ray Charles; source Legacy Recordings.com

 

 

 

 

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Random Five Friday on the 4th of July

It’s Friday! It’s Random! It’s the Fourth of July!

Here we go 🙂

1.  When I was a little girl, my sisters and I loved to sing and rhyme and make up stories.  There was something about the rhythm and the repetition that was soothing.  One that came to mind recently is this one:

“I asked my mother for 50 cents, to see the elephant jump the fence, he jumped so high he touched the sky and didn’t come back till the fourth of July!”

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google.images.com

I remembered that rhyme because today is my sister’s birthday.  Growing up in Canada, I was fully aware of what the “Fourth of July” stood for and thought it was neat she had a rhyme about an important date that she could claim as her own.  The only one even close to me or my name was “Mary, Mary quite contrary, how does your garden grow?” and I didn’t like gardening, much less pulling weeds.  How’s that for contrary? 🙂

2. This is my 6th Independence Day as a Citizen.   And it’s still just as awesome as the first one.

That's me, holding the flag, during my swearing in ceremony; An Emjayandthem (C) photo

That’s me, holding the flag, during my swearing in ceremony; An Emjayandthem (C) photo

3. For the first time, we’re not hosting a get-together today.  Hubbs is golfing, youngest is snoozing and me? I’m enjoying a quiet morning before heading to the pool with my cherries – yeah! I’ll take my books and my tunes and my cooler full of fruit and enjoy a beautiful day in – and out – of the pool.  Later on, sun-kissed and relaxed, Hubbs and I will step out with friends for dinner and drinks and let someone else clean up and I’m not complaining!

4. After a ferocious thunderstorm Tuesday night, the temps cooled, the humidity fell and we’ve enjoyed 3 – count ’em 3 – days of windows open, a/c off, and cool breezy summer days.  Ahh … this takes me back to the summers of my childhood.  The sun was warm, the air was mild, and you could always count on an evening breeze to settle things down.  That’s when the Northern Lights would appear and dance across our skies like faeries in flight.  I remember leaving the tent and running across the lawn, laughing and twirling under the lights above.   Ahh..

image from canada-maps.org

Northern Lights image from canada-maps.org

5.    I hope that wherever my words find you today, whether you’re American or not, you join us in celebrating her birthday. I hope you take a moment to step outside and look up at the sky – our brilliant shared sky – and I hope that, just like me, you can do so without fear.

God Bless America!

 

 

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Good luck butta-what

It’s that time again … time for yet another tried-and-true recipe from the Emjayandthem vault.

One so simple, so good, so to-heck-with-New-Years-resolutions-where’s-the-chocolate kinda good.

It’s my Butterfinger Cake.

You read that right:  Butterfinger.  Cake.

Mmmm hmm.

Have Mercy!

Have Mercy!

So here’s the thing. I’m not a chocolate girl. I’m a potato-chip-and-dip kinda girl.   But, lots of my friends and family are admitted chocolate fiends and since I like to mess around in my Kitchen and get ‘er done, here’s what came of it.

Yep, goofing off in the kitchen and making up something fun brings out the kid in me.

Back to the cake, Jake.

So, a few years ago I came up with this lil beauty.  At the time, youngest boy had a severe hankering for Butterfingers.  And he had a birthday coming up.  Easy, peasy, pudding and pie, this Mom’s gonna bake that boy a cake that’ll make his toes curl.

And it did.

And it wouldn’t be very nice of me to keep it all to myself, now would it?

Here’s what you need to make your very own Butterfinger cake:

You thought this was going to be complicated? Naw ..

You thought this was going to be complicated? Naw ..

  • 1 box of Yellow Cake Mix, any Brand.
  • 1 box of Butterscotch Instant Jell-O Pudding
  • 3 Butterfinger candy bars
  • 1 jar of Chocolate frosting

Ready?

Grandma Pearl gave me that mixer in 1981

Grandma Pearl gave me that mixer in 1981

Prepare the cake as directed but also add the Butterscotch pudding mix. Mix all ingredients.

Pour one half of the mixture into a well greased Bundt pan (you could also use a 9 x13 pan) then top with 2 crumbled Butterfinger bars.

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

Pour the rest of the batter on top, be sure to cover the Butterfinger bits.

Cover it up as best as you can

Cover it up as best as you can

Bake according to the directions on the cake mix box .. roughly 26-28 min.

Remove from oven and let sit in the pan for about 4 minutes (this is important, if you don’t let it sit it will fall apart when you try to remove it from the pan.)

C'mere sweetness

C’mere sweetness

Take a butter knife and loosen all around the Bundt pan (don’t forget the center).  Place a baking rack on top and flip the whole thing over; gently shake the pan and watch the cake slide out.

Hello? Is it me you're looking for?

Hello? Is it me you’re looking for?

Let the cake cool on the baking rack — about 45 min or until your kid or spouse walks by and asks if they can eat it yet.

Nuke (microwave) a can of pre-made frosting (be sure to remove the lid and the foil liner) for 30 – 40 seconds, just enough to warm it and make it pour-able.

Pour it all over that beautiful cake; get jiggy with it.

Boom-chicka-mow-mow!

Boom-chicka-mow-mow!

Ready?  Crumble the last Butterfinger. Eat whatever falls off.

Load up the top of that cake with more crumbled Butterfinger pieces

Load up the top of the cake with more crumbled goodness

Last step.

Good luck.

What?

Yep, good luck getting this cake out of the house.  Your church group, office mates and Super Bowl watchers are gonna have to settle for something else.

You're weclome.

Good Luck Butta What.  You’re welcome.

Have any fun, easy recipes to share?

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