Mardi Gras...30 Beads.
This is the text message I received from Mom. Mardi Gras? She was supposed to be somewhere in Alabama. What the heck was she doing in New Orleans? The thought of her walking down Bourbon Street, accepting beads from total strangers, strangely enough, made me laugh out loud from the joy of it.
Mom took her second trip of a lifetime in 2008, since then, she's only gone places with us kids. I know she enjoys hanging out with us, but sometimes, it would nice for her to be with folks closer to her age, or decade, which is the 50s.
Mom is travelling with her brother and sister-in-law and their friends. I'm heading South in a week or so to rendezvous with them so they can hand Mom back to me. (Mom has to be home sooner so she won't miss her monthly tap-dancing lesson.)
I'm sure we'll have an adventure or two on the way home; we usually do find something to get into.
Mardi Gras...30 beads...a message I never expected to receive. Mom has always wanted to go to New Orleans, she just had to ditch the kids to get there.
(Let's just hope she doesn't end up on one of those Girls Gone Wild videos.)
Monday, February 28, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
|I love chili, and if I don't pop a couple of Rolaids and a few Pepcids it will keep loving me back, for days. Can you say peat, and repeat? Anyhow, today, February 25, is National Chili Day.
There are different kinds of chili, and your tastes are usually decided by where you're from. I know Texas has dozens of different recipes for chili but the main thing about Texas chili is that they don't like beans in their chili.
Other areas like to use different kinds of meat such as beef, sausage, and even chicken mixed in different quantities, and with or without beans. (Me, I prefer beans, because, well, beans, beans, the magical fruit, the more you eat...I think you know the rest.)
Some folks even like white chili, whatever that is, I tried it once at Panera Bread or somewhere, but I wanted to keep putting ketchup in it. (That's just me.) I think chili should be tomato based, but that's just one MA Fat Woman's opinion.
Another thing I get confused about is using the word chili so loosely. What exactly is the definition of chili? What about the stuff you put on hot dogs? Chili, coney or hot dog sauce? What about the stuff you put on spaghetti? Chili or spaghetti sauce? Beans or no beans? Three-way, four-way or five-way?
(Whoa, MA Fat Woman! What are you talking about?)
(Get your minds out of the gutter.)
All of this has been leading up to what I feel is the best chili going: Cincinnati style chili.
The below photo shows a three-way which is spaghetti noodles, chili and shredded cheese. A four-way is achieved by adding onions and a five-way by adding beans. I prefer the three-way spaghetti. Did I say it's really good?
Friday, February 18, 2011
Whoopie! Yay! Cool Beans! Holy Crap! Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious! Awesome! Happy Birthday! (That one doesn't quite fit.)
This is my 500th post on Reflections On A Middle-Aged Fat Woman. I've tried to think of something exceptionally clever or outrageously funny to tell you about so this could be the best post...ever!
*Thinking some more...
*Thinking way too much now...
Well, I tried. Nothing seemed to pop into my head at that moment so I guess you'll have to put up with Plan B.
Plan B is a look back through the archives at my top five favorite posts. The one great thing about blogging is that there is a written record of seemingly ordinary happenings that could have easily been forgotten. The five that I have chosen reflect that sentiment. I hope you enjoy the walk down memory lane and thanks for reading Reflections On A Middle-Aged Fat Woman.
5. Fire on Cherry Fork Road
4. Mi Costinita
3. A Democrat, A Republican and An Independent...A Conversation on Health Care
2. Shakespeare...A Midsummer Night's Mare
1. What I Did For Brown
Now, it's time to announce the winner of the gift-card guessing contest. The winner is Dana who correctly guessed the five gift cards that I received for Christmas. Dana will receive the lovely, handcrafted burlap tote that Mom and I made; we hope you like it!
Wow! When I started on this little blogging adventure of mine a few years ago it was mainly an attempt to channel my creativity into something other than a chocolate donut. I've always enjoyed making people laugh and to do it in 400 or so words
(the average blog post) or less can be a challenge.
Sometimes, I succeed. Other times, I don't. But I do enjoy the process and I guess that's all that matters!
Thanks for hanging out with the MA Fat Woman; I sure do enjoy your company!
Monday, February 14, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
|The end of the contest is drawing to a close. In the beginning I gave a clue about one of the cards and mentioned that I would give other hints. I went back over the posts and noticed that I neglected to give any more clues. What about that? I totally forgot!
To move things right along, I reviewed the entries and NO ONE, I mean NOBODY has guessed correctly, thus far.
Here are a few helpful hints:
The four mentioned above are four of the five cards. You just have to guess the last one. Visa, eBay, Kohl's or Sears are your choices for the last spot and to give you another hint--this establishment has been around the longest.
I've only used one of the cards, so far, I'm saving up for a special occasion.
So, everyone, go ahead, and guess again. You might just win something!
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
Friday, February 4, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
|I like trail mix and when I tell somebody in my family that I like something I'll get whatever "it" is for every special occasion for the next five years. In a way, I can't blame them because I am hard to buy for. It's not that I have such peculiar and exotic tastes; in fact, I'm a Plain Jane kind of girl. But, if you've been to the store lately, there aren't many Plain Jane items available. Whether it's food (hold the onions, please) or clothes (hold the ruffles, stripes and leopard print, thank you) plain, simple, and boring, I guess are relics of the past.
I've been eating on this bag of trail mix since Christmas. I've eaten the M&Ms out of it twice and had to restock it with new candies. It's like the more I eat of it, the more full the bag seems to get. At this rate, it's going to take me until Easter to finish it off.
Don't get me wrong, I really enjoy the trail mix, but I was over at Mom's house the other day and she sent me into the back room to get something out of the closet. I couldn't find it at first and was digging through some boxes and lo and behold, guess what I found?
Yep. A complete case (minus one) of my favorite trail mix!
Don't forget to get your entry in for the gift card guessing contest going on right now.