My new Fuck Cancer bracelet

I bought this bracelet, you can read all about it here

I read about it here originally

I likely won't be wearing it..it's a gift.

Phew...all this posting has me exhausted...I need a cold apple cider

Whats new here

This is how I use to camp. Little teeny tiny tent. Finally I had enough. Enough waking up paralyzed with pain from a sore back from sleeping on the ground. Enough only being able to sit up and get dressed. Enough dog hair all over the sleeping bags. Don't get me wrong I use to love this, there are so many forestry camp sites on the shores of some very beautiful lakes around the island. They have no services and are so nice and quiet. But now I get to do it in luxury (relatively speaking of course).



I bought a trailer, Its small and 20 years old, but its in great shape. A new one like this cost just under $30,000. no way I can afford or justify that, especially with the trip to France coming in Sept, but this was one of those deals I couldn't refuse.




Yesterday I made a water garden, water pot....whatever it is. It even has little fish in it. I'll try to get pictures when they stop hiding and the water clears. I haven't seen any racoons in my yard so hopefully they'll be safe.

A sandwich for a zombie (Aren't zombies carnivores?)

As requested by Barb here is the recipie for the grilled veggie sandwich, its great for picnics and summer they are great after a day or so of sitting.




2 med zucchini sliced lengthwise, 1/4 inch thck
2 med yellow squash sliced lengthwise 1/4 inch thick
1 med eggplant cliced lengthwise (you guessed it) 1/4 inch thick
4 scallions trimmed
4 med portabello mushrooms, wiped clean, stems removed
olive oil for brushing on veggies
salt and peper to taste
2 red peppers, roasted peeled and quartered
1/2 cup olive tapenade
4 6 inch crusty french or italian type buns sliced lengthwise, obvously
1 cup grated asiago, provolone or other dry sharp cheese

brush zucchini, squash, eggplant scallions and mushrooms lightly with olive oil and sprinkle with s & p.Grill or broil till tender. Cut the mushrooms into thin slices. If bread is really thick hollow it slightly to make a pocket, spread tapenade liberally on each slice.Layer veggies, including red papper onto one ahlf the bread. PAt the grated chesse onto the other half and put halves together..

Serve immediately, or if you wrap them tightly in saran wrap, they compact and are easier to eat.

Obviously not a Kelly original recipie.

I can't wait till September!

I booked our first of what I hope is many different and interesting vacations. We are going cycling in France. Six days of cycling here followed by eight days in Paris. Here are a couple links to where we will be cycling and also the hotel I have booked. So excited.

YUMMMMMMMM!

OK I'M REACHING HERE FOR SOMETHING INTERESTING BUT THIS'LL MAKE YOU ALL JEALOUS.

HERES A PICTURE OF DINNER I MADE THE OTHER NIGHT, FLAMING PRAWNS. AND EVEN FROM PRAWNS THAT I CAUGHT, THEY HAVE GARLIC AND TOMATO AND ROASTED RED PEPPER FETA AND SPINACH THEN DOUSED IN OUZO AND SET AFLAME......TALK ABOUT ORGASMICALLY GOOD FOOD

My life in song....

Stole this from http://rachaelpachel.blogspot.com/

Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, answer these questions.
This was fun, so please do participate if it looks like a decent waste of time, and let me know when you have posted yours please, so I can go and read it!!!!

Honestly I didn't know all the song names, I got some form a list of his songs

Pick Your Artist: Jimmy Buffett

Are you male or female: He went to Paris

Describe yourself: Aint He a Genius?

How do you feel about yourself: Growing Older But Not UP

Describe where you currently live: Island

If you could go anywhere, where would you go: Margaritaville

Your best friend is: Strange Bird

Your favorite color is: The Night I Painted The Sky

You know that: Come Monday

What's the weather like?: The Weather is Here, Wish You Were Beautiful

If your life was a TV show, what would it be called?: I Use to Have Money One Time

What is life to you?: Changes in Latitude Changes in Attitude

What is the best advice you have to give?: Why Don’t We Get Drunk?

If you could change your name, what would it be?: Hey Good Lookin

Your favorite food is: Cheeseburger in Paradise

dogs vs cats

Yep this pretty much describes Jake, as for cats...this is why I don't have one

Excerpts from a Dog's Diary..

8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!


10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!



5:00 PM - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 PM - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!


Excerpts from a Cat's Diary.


Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.

They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.

The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am.

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage..

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.

The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now.........