Friday, October 8, 2010

Happy Birthday VIOLET!

In honor of my niece, Violet turning 3…
Words that start with "V" and remind of her…


Vocal- because she is 3 and talks a lot

Vivacious- because she is full of life and has a carefree spirit

Vocabulary- it’s not huge, but pretty good for a 3 year old. One night she screamed, “You’re sitting on the remote, dad!”




Violet- because it is a pretty flower and it’s her name

Violin- because I hope she learns to play one because I always wanted to
learn how to play one



Vivid- because she has a bright attitude and is a little dramatic at times

Valuable- because she is important to my entire family- the only grandchild

Vibrant- because… well, see vivacious





Villain- because she is 3 and can be quite a piece a work
Volcano- because she is 3 and is cute one second and then can blow up the next




Happy 3rd Birthday Violet! I love you!

Remeber to be good...  xo 

Friday, October 1, 2010

Dear...

Dear weekend,
I am looking forward to our time together. I do hope that it will be full of memories, lots of laughs with lots of good freinds.

Dear liver,
I am sorry.

With love,
S~

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

A not-so cool furry animal

As I was sitting on my porch other night enjoying an after dinner drink and an after dinner dessert cigarette, I listened to the sound of rain falling on our tin roof. Then I heard a scratching noise coming from the fireplace. I turn and look and slowly but surely, a RACCOON pops its head right where the fireplace meets the beams.

The bastard looks at me like… “Sup. Whatcha doing on my porch?”


I ran in to the house so fast screaming… “THERE’S A RACCOON ON THE PORCH!”
Travisimo says, “No way!”

My thought…
“UMMM… YES WAY! WHY WOULD I MAKE THAT UP?”

He grabs a golf club and puts shoes on and walks outside. He starts banging the fireplace and making noises so that the disgusting animal would come out!

My thought…
“WHY WOULD YOU WANT IT TO COME OUT? HERE’S AN IDEA… KILL IT!”


Trav comes back in and say… “I guess you will just have to wait to see if it leaves.”

My thought…
“YOU WANT ME TO WAIT OUT HERE? IN THE DARK, FOR WHAT COULD BE A RABID ANIMAL TO COME OUT?  HERE’S AN IDEA… KILL IT!”


So, finally I decided to take action in to my own hands.
I grabbed the Maglight flashlight—good to have to see and to beat the shit out of raccoons. I also asked for the 22 rifle and the sub sonic rounds so it wouldn’t be so loud when the gun is fired.


 
I was serious. I was going to shoot this raccoon. I asked Trav, “If I shoot it, will you clean it up?”
He said, “Sure.”

My thought…
“SO… ALL I HAVE TO DO IS KILL SOMETHING AND HE WILL CLEAN… HOW CAN I MAKE THIS WORK WITH HOUSEHOLD DUTIES?”

I sat and waited. It was like a mini hunt/ stakeout.
Finally, the bastard made a move… I started screaming!!! “THERE IT IS!!!!”
And then I scared it back in to the hole.

Then it popped its head out again… and then--- ANOTHER RACCOON showed up!!
WTF!!! Seriously!? I MEAN, two?

My thought…
“HOLY SHIT- WHAT IF THAT IS A FEMALE… AND THAT ONE IS A MALE AND THEY JUST DID IT AND ARE MAKING A NEST TO HAVE BABY RACCOONS--- CUTE BUT MAY BECOME TOO ATTACHED TO ITS HOME...?”







That was it… these things were going to die. They had to. There is no choice.
It is their destiny to die. You walk up on the Arnett porch… my PORCH- My safe haven… you will pay the price. TRESPASSING = DEATH BY GUNSHOOT. 

When they showed their ugly faces again… I grabbed the gun, but I froze…
All I wanted was for them to leave and do it somewhere else. So, instead of shooting them… I just yelled… “YEAH--- THAT IS RIGHT… GET OUT OF HERE YOU GROSS FURRY POSSIBLE RABID AND FLEA INFESTED ANIMAL!”

One of them looked back at me--- and at this point I could read his body language and beaty eyes--- He pretty much told me to EF off and that he would be back.
I should have killed them what I had the chance.

**  A day later, I am still afraid to go on my porch. FML.**

Pancit... the celebration dish

Do smells ever remind you of a memory or a time? The smell of diesel gas reminds me of the Philippines. The smell of crayons reminds me of when I was a little kid in school. And my most favorite memory is the smell of garlic and onion being cooked… will forever remind me of my mom and her cooking.
There was never a day that went by growing up that I didn’t smell garlic and onions. It is a staple in Filipino cuisine--- kind of like rice. One of my favorite dishes is “pancit.”
Americans pronounce it “pan-sit.” The correct pronunciation is “pun-sit.” It is the celebration dish. Filipinos have it for birthdays, graduations, anything that has to do with some rite of passage in the Catholic church—baptism, first communion. My mom still cooks it when my brother comes to town or if it is someone’s birthday- even if the person isn’t there to eat it. Hell, she makes it on the anniversaries of all my grandparent’s deaths. (morbid?--- not to Norma)

I thought I would share the recipe because it is one of the best dishes I know how to make. It is not only filling but good for you. Fresh everything! Enjoy! As Norma would say, “It is berry good poor you.” The noodles represent longevity, so remember not to cut the noodles when cooking pancit or when eating it… it is bad luck.

Mabuhay!

What you will need…

2 cups of carrots julienne cut—but not so then
2 cups of celery sliced
2 cups of green beans sliced
1 medium onion chopped
½ head of cabbage sliced
1 tblspn of minced garlic
2-3 tablespoons of oil (I use olive oil)
Salt and pepper
2-3 chicken breasts
½ lb of medium sized shrimp
1 package of rice noodles
Soy sauce--- amount is up to you.
1 fresh lemon




 Boil the chicken breast in some lightly salted water until full cooked.
While chicken is cooking, heat the oil (low-medium heat) in a large sauté pan- use a WOK if you have one.
Add the garlic and onions. Cook until onions are a little translucent- about 3-5 mins.
Then add your shrimp. Sauté the mixture constantly until the shrimp are evenly cooked. (make sure your heat isn’t to high you will over cook the shrimp. 
AT THIS POINT—your house should smell just like my parent’s kitchen- SO open a window.

Add the celery, carrots and green beans to the mixture.
Throw in some salt and generously pepper the mixture.
Also add about 3 tablespoons of soy sauce. Mix together well.



In a large bowl or tray, soak the noodles in warm/ hot water. YOU CANNOT use the entire pot of hot water- it will make your noodles mush. The noodles just need to soak for a few mins until they are soft.
Think of it as pasta--- you don’t want to over soak them. You may have to drain the water in the tray and add more warm water a few times to get the noodles semi soft.


Remove your cooked chicken from the water. (save water)
You will need to cut up the chicken ( I like to shred the chicken) and add it to the mixture.
Add some fresh lemon juice and a little more soy sauce.

At this point everything should be simmering. You want the veggies to be semi soft, but not mushy.

Add the noodles to the mixture. Be sure to not cut the noodles—it is bad luck.
They will be a little hard to mix in with the mixture. Just make sure to mix everything- cover the noodles with the entire mixture.

Add a few more tablespoons of soy sauce and more lemon juice and salt and pepper. You can begin to taste as you go to make it to your liking. I am not big on salty foods, so I try to stay away from using too much soy sauce.

Add about a half cup of the chicken water to the pan and add your cabbage and cover. Lower heat to simmer. After about 5 mins mix cabbage in and recover for another 5-8 mins.

This is how you will know your pancit is cooked…
Everything is mixed well and the noodles are not bitty.

Enjoy! Mabuhay!--- which means, “Long live… long life”



Thursday, September 23, 2010

Tennessee, how could you do this to me...


As the famous Hank Williams Jr. would sing, Tennessee, how could you do this to me?”

The past couple of weekends we have been driving back and forth from Chucktown to Knoxville for football games. Every game we have gone to this year, we have lost. But we have had fun losing that is for sure. Everyone has good attitudes, everyone is drinking, everyone is cheering for the VOLS and everyone looks good in Tennessee orange… Even Dippy.



Some background on what actually goes on in Knoxville… home of my husband…
1-      We never stay at my in laws. Why? Because it is far and we don’t want to risk getting a DUI & it is fun staying with our friends.
2-      Everyone wears Orange and looks good in it
3-      All of Travisimo’s guy friends have nicknames. For example: Ghost- also known as the guy in the pic above who also goes by Dippy. They also have a Beaver, a Dog, a Worm, a Sloth and a Dragon aka my hubs.
4-      MY all time favorite thing about K-town is --- the retelling of stories--- because the drunker you get the funnier they are—EXCEPT this story…


Once upon a time there was a guy named Travisimo aka my husband aka Dragon. He had a friend named Dixon also known as Dippy aka Ghost. They drank A LOT alcohol in the city of New Orleans in celebration of Buddy Bill’s bachelor party.

Dippy says to Dragon, “Hey- Why didn't you get your armband all the way around your arm? You a pussy or something? You should get that one part of your tattoo filled in!”
Dragon says, “Only if you pay for it and all my drinks the rest of the night and weekend.”
(They have a give and take relationship--- it's beautiful.)
Dippy says, “Sure!”

So off they go… Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum… on the search for a tattoo parlor… wasted. For hours they walked and they drank. They got to a shop and the tattoo artist tells Dee and Dum that he can’t tattoo them because they are drunk… or was it because the tattoo artist was drunk. Regardless, they sweet talked their way in to getting that tattoo.
Dippy left the tattoo parlor $250.00 lighter and Dragon left with the worst idea tattooed on his body...forever. 
And they drank happily ever after.




So, this story is told over and over every time we are in Knoxville. It is a pretty recent event,so hearing the story is like salt in an open wound. I never laugh. I never think it is funny. I always want to cry when I see it.

So my hubs has this guys nickname -------->
Tattooed on his arm.
FML.



Monday, September 20, 2010

Bad Blogger! BAD!

Dear Blog,

Not only have been neglecting you, but for awhile there I was neglecting my house. She was looking rough and had Ruckus tumbleweed rolling around everywhere. So I decided it needed some serious reconstructive surgery.We gave her a face lift and gave her a makeover.

Tell me this… why is it… when you go in to a paint store… the color you like… is placed around colors that have the same hue… so it fucks your eyes up and you think you are seeing green but it really BLUE/ green. They tell you that is it green and then you spend $250 on paint and hire out little Mexico to do the work and IT IS STILL BLUE!

Mr. TWRave asked us if we got the paint for free! Umm... low blow Tina, looowww blow. I mean, it is blue but it is just going to take some getting used to. Our master bathroom needed some love too. There were holes everywhere and a fish border that was half torn off, so I invested some time and gave her a little love… and TA DA!!!!! The house and the bathroom may look like the same color but they're not-->the house is called Summer Breeze and the bathroom is Eliza Lucas.

And the cherry on the top would be... Travisimo built me a walk in closet--- he is the best!





Look carefully... Travisimo putting the shutters up




Beadboard and fresh paint!






And my new walk in closet- now all I need is new clothes. I am working that...


I am sorry for being a bad blogger... I will do what I can to make up for it.

With deepest regret,

S~


Tuesday, July 27, 2010

My very first Tomato Pie

I have never really been a fan of tomatoes. I mean, I like ketchup and spaghetti and tomato basil soup. I do not like tomatoes on my sandwiches, however I love BLTs. As of lately, I have grown to like tomatoes. All kinds-- roma, vine, cherry, fried green and even pie.


Summer Totmato Pie

Pre made pie crust
9 inch pie tin
4 medium sized tomatoes (sliced thinly)
1/2 cup of minced fresh basil
1 Tablespoon of water
1 Tablespoon of sugar
1 Tablespoon of fresh lemon juice
1 reg size block of Havarti Cheese (cubed)
salt and pepper
diced ham (optional)

Place pie crust in pan
Heat water, sugar and lemon juice until sugar is disolved
Brush mixure evenly on the pie crust

Layer tomatoes in crust & Salt and Pepper
Add a layer of cheese and sprinkle some basil
(REPEAT tomatoes, cheese and basil layer 2 more times)

Bake for 45 mins or until golden brown
Let sit for 20 mins for pie to settle and cool


ENJOY!





The final picture doesn't look so good, but it was delicious!

FIRST TIMER!

Monday, July 26, 2010

Out West... Colorado and Wyoming

Travisimo and I took a vacation out west to my in laws ranch--- My in laws were there, but it was a good trip. Most of you know that I am NOT an outdoorsman, but I got out there and became ONE with nature.





Casa de Arnett


The view of their backyard




Our Breakfast spot

Diddo- a spotted saddle horse and Cody- a Tennessee Walker

Me & Travisimo at the top. I am smiling although I was completely out of breath.



The beautiful aspen trees





A little reading out in the open...







Travisimo caught me "ridin' dirty"




Hiking--- yup... hiking.







Travisimo repelling down the mountain side.


WYOMING




Snowy Range Pass









And it ends with a night out in Denver, CO



Monday, July 12, 2010

SHOUT OUT

Shout out to a special someone ... it is nothing personal- I promise.
My deepest apologies if I hurt your feelings.
Think of it this way... It was really fun to write and read about you.
Congrats on the World Cup Win!!!!
WAY TO GO SPAIN!

Thursday, July 8, 2010

My Soundtrack of Life... College, Heartbreak & Mistake

Have you ever thought about what your life would be if you had a soundtrack? I would love it! At 30 years old, I would already have one hell of a playlist. We all have chapters of life. When you were younger... and I am talking middle school high school- that is what young is to me now... you just cared about talking to your friends on the phone and three-way calling and what was going to happen in the next episode 90210 - the "Brenda, Dylan, Kelly" love triangle.

When I talk about life soundtracks I am talking about heartache and mistakes. I like to call that the college years. We all have had our fair shares of those. In college, every booty shaking song and every song that made me feel better about some A-hole, M-F'er fuckin' me over, was a song for that chapter of my life.

Juvenille's Back dat ass up and Cisco's Thong song played as I danced my ass off at a bar called "Scandals." REASON it was called Scandals: when songs like this came on-- you could see everyone doing the "Rub my crotch on your butt" dance move. I should have known that would be a dangerous dance move because the next thing you know some guy is in my face singing Big Pun's "I don't want to be a playa no more." You could smell the sweat and see all the bad decisions happening right before your eyes.





As my under age drinking days came to an end and I could make it out to clubs in the Queen City legally... I made bad more bad decisions and relied on on songs that although were old made everything better. DJ Sammy's rendition of "Heaven" by Bryan Adams and Mr. Big's "Just to be with you" were two songs that will always remind me that the tears I cried for the Marine and the Charlotte "Jerry" were all for good reason.

There was the Dave Matthews part of my life that was mixed with a little Incubus--- those were "Sexy Time" nights... also known as mistakes. If a guy is playing either of these bands, your head gets foggy and you think you are making out with this...



But really you are making out with this....



Songs like "Lover Lay Down"+ Vodka + Beers = bad decision which led the other Dave Matthews song called "Say goodbye." I mean, I am not genius, but if you mix alcohol, a "sexy time" song and a hot guy---it's never never good at 19, 20 or 21.


College Heartache & Mistake
Soundtrack includes:


"Back dat ass up" - Juvenile

"Thong Song" - Cisco

"My Love don't cost a thing" - J.Lo

"I dont' want to be a playa no more" -Big Pun feat. Joe

"Just to be with you" - Mr. Big

"Walk away" - Ben Harper

"There you go" -P!nk

"Lover Lay Down" - Dave Matthews band

"Heaven" Bryan Adams/ DJ Sammy

"Wish you were here" -Incubus

"Say Goodbye" -Dave Matthews


I obviously was not "good" and only sometimes "good at it."


Monday, July 5, 2010

Celebrate good times... come on!

Perks and Me


Tis the season for weddings! Travisimo and I and the Perkinsons took a trip to Jacksonville, FL for EMac's wedding. We got a 'friends and family' discount at the Hyatt on the River- thanks to Yasmin- my favorite Indian (dot not feather).

We shared a room with the Perks and it was so fun! -- not in the "swingers" fun way.
We did have a fire alarm go off at 2:45am- which only Katie and I got up for. We left our husbands passed out. They would rather die in a fire then walk down 14 flights of stairs. Thankfully, there was no fire and we got $30 off our hotel bill for the inconvenience.

Sharing a room with another couple is like a slumber party for adults. A certain Spaniard who name rhymes with "bottom" thought it was odd that two married couples were sharing a room. IT'S CALLED CHEAP, bitch! The Spaniard "Bottom" was probably the #1 annoying thing all weekend. Can we say needy? I will usually give a person a chance when I first meet them, but this one was Needy McNeedy.

Example #1: Spaniard along with the rest of us were on our way to the Wedding luncheon (DAY OF WEDDING) and had to take a Water Taxi to the venue. We get to the dock and no boat.
SIGN SAYS: "Water taxis every 10-15 mins." McNeedy just doesn't understand-- Maybe if it was in Spanish she would. She proceeds to call the Bride to ask her about the Water Taxi situation. WHO DOES THAT?! The bride has other things to deal with McNeedy!


Example #2: Night of wedding on the way to the wedding in the bus... As we are walking off the
bus, the Spaniard asks me if she can put her sandals in my bag. I say "No. Why did you bring two pairs of shoes?"

She says "Everyone did!"

As I look around I say, "Ummm... NO EVERYONE DID NOT."
BEING GOOD: I let her put them in my bag.
BEING GOOD AT IT: However, I told her, "Do not be surprised if your shoes are left on a table at the end of the night!
WHO IS THIS GIRL? GO BACK TO SPAIN!

The weekend was great and so much fun! We danced and drank and celebrated two very amazing people! Congrats Mr. and Mrs. Mairs! Much love! XOXO






Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Food for thought...



Let me first say that I am not the healthiest eater. I do like to eat fast food, but I don't eat it every day. And I certainly don't claim to be a good eater and then eat shit food. It is amazing the eating habits I see from my fellow co-workers.




Let's start with breakfast habits. Just like any normal workplace, coffee is everyone's first choice, but we do have our regular soda drinker- Coke, Diet Coke.
Then we have the "I am on a diet, so instead of dumping a canister of sugar in my coffee, I will just have a extra large McDonald's or Chick-Fil-A sweet tea with extra syrup on top" people, who if they didn't eat so much sugar, would probably be 5-10 pounds lighter.


One of my most faavvvoooorrriiitteeee breakfasts I have seen here at work- is what I call the Breakfast of Champions.



Coke and Snickers Bar or if she is feeling a little over weight, she may have a Sweet Tea and breakfast sandwich from McDonalds or Chick Fil A. I mean, I know that Snickers satisfies hunger, but come'on-- really?




If she did not have time to stop at a fast food joint, she may induldge herself with a "who knows how old" Honey Bun from the vending machine. And if the honey bun has almost reached its hardness-- well, nothing the microwave won't fix. All I can say to this is... Woof! Those honey buns are the only thing in the vending machine that never get switched out because well, they're gross. However, the Honey Bun did fufill its Honey Bun Destiny!






And if that doesn't get your taste buds going... maybe this will.
Brown Sugar and Cinnamon pop tarts toasted and while still warm spreading butter all over it. Why don't you just eat a tablespoon of sugar and take a bite from a stick of butter and smack on that?!


Please keep in mind this is the same person who comes in to the breakroom and says, "Ewwww! What are you eating?" (my pet peeve) and I nicely say... "Sushi."


Hmmm... Sushi or a Clogged Artery??


We also have the "I am on a diet" co workers who like to say they are going to eat better and well, fail. The "I am on a low carb diet" individual likes to eat rolled up leaves of lettuce and sandwich meat and then down it with a bag of pork rinds. FRIED FAT with spicy seasoning on TOP!!!


As the bag of bag falls from the vending machine, the 60 year old woman says in her baby voice "Ooohhhh I am going to be bad."


0g net Carbs, High and Fat and Sodium


I admit it is hard to eat healthy when it is just so easy to pop in $.60 cents in and get bag of chips. Hell, I am guilty of it. There are just some eating habits that are just not my style or maybe these people just really annoy the shit out of me. It's a little bit of both.