?? Minutes and Red Slushie

I don’t usually walk on Saturdays and Sundays, but we cleaned the church building this morning. I ended up doing a LOT of walking, what with dusting the chair rails and using the gigantic dust mop in the gym. I am worn out! We treated the kids who woke up and came with us to help with Krispy Kreme afterwards and I tried the Cherry slushie. Um.

Imagine a jar of maraschino cherries turned into slushie. Yeah. Kind of ick. I’m thinking about throwing up. Have a good day.

15 Minutes and Puma Kola

I said I would write about Puma Kola later, so here it is. Sprecher out of Wisconsin is a brewery that also happens to make some really tasty pops. Er, sodas. Depending on what part of the country you were raised in. Anyway, they make Puma Kola and Cherry Cola, among other more traditional pops such as grape and orange. They also have a cranberry flavored one. Believe me, it’s all good. The benefit of their colas is that there is NO CAFFEINE in them! Truly!

I must ask myself, why am I then addicted to them if there is no caffeine…

The thing is, I am crazy about Coca Cola. I can’t really purchase coke regularly and keep it at home though, because my little cuties turn into ravening wolves when there is pop in the house. They won’t eat dinner and won’t drink anything else, and practically breathe the stuff in. So we try not to buy it. Also, there is the whole cola thing. I didn’t drink caffeinated drinks for decades out of respect for my religion, which advises not to drink coffee or tea. Many LDS people extrapolate that to mean caffeinated sodas as well. And then, I just had to have a fountain coke somewhere, and it has been downhill from there. Ha ha. Not really. Well maybe sorta…

I have maybe two fountain colas a month, so it’s not too bad. There is just something about the fizz and the syrup and that caramelly cola flavor. I will even have Pepsi on occasion. So discovering the Puma Kola was great, because it is that wonderful cola flavor without the guilt. Plus, it’s not like I need the caffeine. Clearly that’s not the reason I’m drinking it. If restaurants would just carry caffeine free cola then I would be home free. I have gotten the caffeine free diet at Steak n Shake before. Trading the caffeine for aspartame. yum. Not.

So that is my Kola story. The local Menard’s sells Puma Kola in cases of four. That would last me one day if I didn’t share…

14 Minutes and a Little Light Television Viewing

Watching “Rumors of War III” about the infiltration of the Muslim Brotherhood into the United States Government/Military/General Population/Media/Education System.

Ha Ha! Blogging about treadmill walking and green smoothies is kind of insignificant compared to this! Ha Ha!

A member of the Homeland Security Council is affiliated with a terrorist group! Ha Ha! Wow! Obama appointed him, yay! This guy removed sensitive documents and hasn’t been prosecuted for it yet! He’s still on the Council!

Many government leaders think the Muslim Brotherhood is just a secular group, when in fact, it is a conglomerate of groups that feel Sharia Law is the only law by which to govern. Sharia Law cannot coexist with democratic law. The ultimate goal of the Muslim Brotherhood is to subvert all governments until Sharia Law is the only law. Have a lovely day!

The First Four Minutes

Were hell. And I’m not even making that up. Could it have been the handful of Doritos and big orange juice I had right before I got on? Nah. Here’s a new green smoothie recipe for you. It was okay, but the color was truly revolting.

1.5 cups loose leaf spinach

1/2 cup water

1/4 cup greek yogurt (Plain)

1 cup frozen blueberries

Plus it gave me heartburn, but that could just be me…

The .33 War

I could have called it “The Shortest War” or “I’m Not a Cold-Blooded Killer” also.

A mouse found our silverware drawer to be too tempting to pass up. Okay, yes, there might have been a few stray crumbs in there, but it’s not like it was a smorgasboard, really. But I digress. Little Mouse left its calling card every morning, requiring me to sanitize the drawer and its contents repeatedly, until I could get my hands on a trap. Finally bought a package, on sale at Menards, two for .33! Awesome!

The first night, I put a dab of peanut butter on the trigger, sat in the kitchen chair to drink my Puma Kola (Menards…more on the Kola some other time.) and waited in the dark for a snap. No luck, so went to bed assured that I would see a mouse corpse in the morning anyway.

Next morning: found mouse poop AND PEE in one of the spoons. Oh no he didn’t.

Every molecule of peanut butter was licked clean off the trigger.

I was royally pissed. Bring it on, Mouse. DH saw the look on my face when I reported my failure, and he said, “This is not going to end well.”

That night, I was explaining to DH and DSons how I had set the trap. They took one look and said, no no no no no, that’s not how you do it. I had set the trap wrong!!!

So “Dale” set the trap after I spread peanut butter liberally on the trigger, both sides. We set the other one too, just for good luck.

My husband adores me. He said, “Hey, this is perfect. He’ll think he doesn’t have anything to worry about now. Good job, Honey.” Can you see why I love my man? I knew it was going to work this time.

This morning, slowly pulled the drawer out. First trap, empty and baited. Second trap, TWO BIG EYES STARING AT ME. After I picked my heart up off the floor, I realized it was the death stare. At least he died happy.

The Blueberry Bandit and Other News

I FINALLY got back on today. Two days of back pain; will I ever learn? Anywho, ten minutes was all I could handle after my long absence.

This past week, we went to piano lessons and afterwards, the piano teacher offered all of us peanut butter br0wnies. They were divine, as you might have guessed. Of course, Tori, was not that interested in the peanut butter brownies. She wanted blueberries, which were spread out on the piano teacher’s kitchen counter. Piano teacher had picked ten pounds that morning, and was prepping them for freezing. “Tori” was a real bandit, and continually went back for more. She probably ate a pint all by herself.

I was impressed enough that I decided I must take the kids to go blueberry picking the very next day. Even though it is summer, and they would normally be sleeping in, they all got up at 8am and had a fast breakfast. Tori was at school already, so we knew it would be a more relaxing trip. We picked 7 pounds in 45 minutes (14$!) and came home and froze them. It is exciting to see that blue goodness in the freezer and imagine all kinds of fun things to do with the berries. Pancakes, smoothies, muffins, pie filling and so on. It makes me excited for the next item…strawberries? Peaches? Isn’t summer wonderful? My garden is going to have lots of yummy tomatoes! As ever, pray for rain.

Green Smoothie Reprisal

You just have to trust me when I say I cannot bring myself to get back on the treadmill. For whatever reason. Nonetheless, I am still concerned about my health, and still trying to make good choices. I work in the garden and climb up and down steps all day and so on and so forth.

In the first trimester, I couldn’t drink a green smoothie to save my life. Ew. But I have control of my appetite again, and I remembered to ask for spinach when DH went to the grocery store. Today’s concoction is amazing, which is why I’m sitting here blogging about it!

2 cups fresh spinach

1/2 cup of greek yogurt (plain)

1/4 to 1/2 cup of lemonade

1 frozen banana

1/2 cup frozen peas

ZING!

Super yummy sweet and tangy smoothie. Have a lovely day. Pray for rain. And Thank the Good Lord for Air Conditioning.