Posted by: Judy | September 20, 2019

Good News Friday

*Weather is cooling.

*P.Croissant and walk with my sister

*Cherry croissant and hot chocolate with whipped cream

*Discovered the blurbs for my books are done. Woohoo!


*Visit from a friend

What was something good in your week?

Posted by: Judy | September 19, 2019

New Start 4

Day 17 Thursday Breakfast ~ CIB shake

Lunch ~ 2 Texas Roadhouse rolls and butter, 1/2 raw zucchini, celery stalk, and single serving bag of pretzels

Dinner ~ Single serving bag of baked Lays potato chips, yogurt with pears, coconut water and pear juice, matzo, cheese, milk, and cookies

Day 18 Friday Breakfast ~ CIB shake

Lunch ~ Texas Roadhouse rolls, butter, bacon, romaine lettuce leaf, 1/2 tomato, 1/2 zucchini, baked Cheetos, coconut water with a splash of Torani’s coconut flavor, yogurt, milk, and Kaleidos

Dinner ~ Potato chips, cereal, raisins, milk, and Kaleidos

Day 19 Saturday Breakfast ~ Cherry croissant and hot chocolate with whipped cream

Lunch ~ Hamburger, onion sour cream potato chips, celery, yogurt with peaches, and coconut water with a splash of Torani coconut flavor syrup

Dinner ~ Matzo, cheese, apple, pistachios, cashews, raisins, milk, and cookies

Day 20 Sunday ~ Rest, one day I don’t have to keep track of anything.

Day 21 Monday Breakfast ~ CIB shake

Lunch ~ Texas Roadhouse Rolls, butter, chicken, tomato, lettuce, Salt and Vinegar Chips, celery, coconut water with a splash of peach juice, milk, and cookies

Dinner ~ Matzo, cheese, apple, and yogurt with peaches

Day 22 Tuesday Breakfast ~ CIB shake

Lunch ~ Schwan’s chicken Alfredo with broccoli, celery, potato chips, coconut water with a splash of Torani’s coconut flavor, milk, and Kaleidos

Dinner ~ Rice Bitz, raisins, milk, and Kaleidos

Day 23 Wednesday Breakfast ~ CIB shake

Lunch ~ 2 Texas Roadhouse Rolls and butter, bacon, tomato, and romaine lettuce, BBQ potato chips, celery, coconut water with a splash of Torani’s coconut flavor, milk, and chocolate chip cookies

Snack ~ Yogurt and peaches

Dinner ~ Matzo, cheese, apple, zucchini, milk, and Kaleidos

Posted by: Judy | September 18, 2019

Happiness, Joy, and Sorrow

Debbie Kay, over at Note to Self, shared a quote. She shares one every day. I’ve gained insights and inspiration. This was yesterday’s:

I’ve always understood joy and happiness to be different but not entirely how. (And I’ve discovered how to copy an image without downloading it. Woohoo!) The above definition gives me something to think about, a starting place, order to chaos.

Posted by: Judy | September 17, 2019

Texas Roadhouse Rolls and Honey Butter Recipe

The link was posted on FB:

I shared with a friend and froze the rest. They freeze nicely. I’m calling it healthy because it’s made from scratch. 🙂

The rolls I made looked more like wheat bread because the clover honey I used was old and therefore darker. It’s still perfectly yummy; it just looks a little different.

Baking brings me such a sense of pleasure and satisfaction. I can’t explain it. I wanted to go to cooking school, but my parents told me that women can’t make money as chefs. Julia Child was an anomaly. I loved watching her shows. A few years ago, I finally spent the money to buy one of her books, “Baking with Julia.” I’d been watching the series and was tickled to see one of the guest bakers make ‘cowboy coffee cake.’ She made it the exact same way I do.

Cooking brings me joy. However, looking back, I don’t think I would have made it as a chef. I do not enjoy long, complicated recipes. Thinking about that, it’s possible the reason I don’t like them is because it’s so easy for me to become lost when I’m looking at a recipe. Between dyslexia and “spacing out,” long, complicated recipes are frustrating. With shorter, simpler recipes, it’s easier to line up the ingredients and put them away as I use them. If I “blank,” all I have to do is look at what’s next to know where I am.

I confess I also like to use box mixes, probably because of the reason above: I’m less likely to become lost somewhere in the process. I also don’t believe in duplicating work. If someone else is willing to do part of the work, I’m grateful to them for their effort. I’ve not only compared recipes from scratch, but I’ve also compared mixes.

That being said, I don’t think I’ll try any other Texas Roadhouse roll recipes. This one is a winner.

Posted by: Judy | September 16, 2019

Team Never Quit and Joe Torrillo

Joe Torrillo survived 9-11. I’ve been reading stories of other survivors all week. I’ve also read stories about those who didn’t survive. One of my friends knew 5 people, and she shared their obituaries.

I want to listen again.

I learned the stories of Sujo John and Samantha Horowitz.

Todd Beamer’s son is playing college football. Todd was the last voice heard, “Let’s roll,” on Flight 93, before the passengers took back the plane and flew it into the ground rather than allow the terrorists to fly into the Capitol building.

The children of firefighters and police officers who died that day are now becoming firefighters and police officers.

I listened to 86-year-old retired FDNY firefighter Joe Beckwith talk about going to Ground Zero and helping, for days, and standing on the firetruck with President Bush.

Story after story told of people who survived because their routine was interrupted by something small, like spilled coffee, a child’s first day of school, a minor accident.

Eighteen years ago, I had no one with whom I could share my tears and my fears. My parents turned off the television. They didn’t want to discuss it. They pretended like nothing happened.

Now, I have a wide circle of friends, some of whom I’ve never met in person, but many I have. I’ve made the effort, taking opportunities as they’ve arisen. Eighteen years ago, I felt so alone. Not so now. I’m grateful to be so blessed.

The local 9-11 Memorial:

Posted by: Judy | September 15, 2019

Inspiration From Holley Gerth

Battling discouragement doesn’t mean we’re failing, it means we’re fighting

Posted by: Judy | September 14, 2019

Silly Saturday…

Posted on a cat widget, over five years ago:


Posted by: Judy | September 13, 2019

Good News Friday

*Air conditioning

*Petroleum Jelly, protecting the skin around my ear

*Vanilla candle

*Walk and P.Croissant with my sister

*Cinnamon Toast croissant, hot chocolate with whipped cream, and coconut macaroon

*Lunch at Kneaders with my sister and a friend

*Finished rewrite of “A Promise of Possibilities”

*Sent APoP to my sister for formatting of headers and footers

*Made chocolate chip cookies

*Made Texas Roadhouse Rolls and Butter

*Praise God, my ear felt almost normal all day Wednesday and some of Thursday

*Happy Friday 13th! Nope, doesn’t bother me. 🙂

What was something good in your week?

Posted by: Judy | September 12, 2019

New Start 3

Day 9 Wednesday Breakfast ~ Carnation Instant Breakfast (chocolate), milk, coconut milk, all spice, cinnamon, nutmeg, ginger, cloves, banana, 1/2 cup frozen cherries, and 1/2 cup frozen blueberries

Lunch ~ Hamburger, tomato, romaine lettuce, pickles, olive oil mayo, on plain bun, 1/2 zucchini, single serving back of cheddar sour cream Ruffles, celery stalk, 2/3 cup yogurt with a serving of pineapple, coconut water with a splash pineapple juice, 1 cup milk, and 2 Kaleidos

Dinner ~ Matzo, cheese, apple, and milk

Day 10 Thursday Breakfast ~ CIB shake

Lunch ~ Schwan’s teriyaki chicken, mashed potatoes, 1/2 raw zucchini, 1/2 celery stalk, coconut water with a splash of pineapple juice, 2/3 cup yogurt with pineapple chunks, 1 cup milk, and 2 oven-fresh gingerbread cookies

Dinner ~ Smartfood White Cheddar popcorn single serving, Kroger’s Rice Bitz with raisins, milk, and apple

Day 11 Friday Breakfast ~ CIB shake

Lunch ~ Schwan’s spaghetti and meat sauce, parmesan cheese, romaine lettuce leaf, 1/2 tomato, 1/2 zucchini, and coconut water with a splash of pineapple juice, and yogurt with pineapple chunks

Snack ~ Cheetos, celery, milk, brownie

Dinner ~ Matzo, cheese, apple, milk, and 2 Kaleidos

Day 12 Saturday Breakfast ~ Cinnamon Toast croissant, hot chocolate with whipped cream, and coconut macaroon

Lunch ~ Dave’s BLT at Kneaders, baked potato chips, 2/3 cup yogurt with a serving of pears, and coconut water with a splash of pear juice

Dinner ~ Matzo, cheese, apple, milk, and 3 gingerbread cookies

Day 13 Sunday ~ Rest, one day I don’t have to keep track of anything.

Day 14 Monday Breakfast ~ CIB shake

Lunch ~ String cheese, Cheetos, 3 Texas Roadhouse Rolls, 1/2 tomato, 1/2 zucchini, coconut water with a splash of pear juice

Dinner ~ Yogurt with pears, 2 Texas Roadhouse rolls with Butter, milk, brownie

Yes, I have a weakness for fresh bread. I promise I won’t binge like this again, for a long time. They are yummy rolls though. 🙂 I can resist a wall of Halloween chocolate candy but not fresh bread.

Day 15 Tuesday Breakfast ~ CIB shake

Lunch ~ 2 Texas Roadhouse Rolls and butter, I cut a chicken patty in half and put half on each roll, along with tomato and romaine lettuce, Baked Cheddar and Sour Cream Ruffles, celery, coconut water with a splash of pear juice, and yogurt with pears

Dinner ~ Matzo, cheese, apple, zucchini, milk, and chocolate chip cookies

Day 16 Wednesday Breakfast ~ CIB shake

Lunch ~ 2 Texas Roadhouse Rolls and butter, bacon, tomato, and romaine lettuce, Baked Cheetos, celery, coconut water with a splash of pear juice, and yogurt with pears

Dinner ~ Matzo, cheese, apple, zucchini, milk, and chocolate chip cookies

I’m enjoying my meals. Weight hasn’t changed much, but that probably has more to do with the recent bread binge. 😀 It is of value to note that aside from the one day of overeating bread my weight is holding pretty steady. I’m not hungry all the time. I’ve been able to cut snacks and feel pleasantly full.

Posted by: Judy | September 11, 2019

September 11

Never forget. Always remember.

Eighteen years ago, I woke at dawn and drove five miles to a property surrounded by subdivisions. If you didn’t know it was there, you wouldn’t know it was there. A home with a barn, hay shed, covered stalls, tack room, round pen, arena, and divided pastures. My gray Arabian/Appaloosa gelding thrived in the far pasture, with two mares. He didn’t always act like a gelding, the silly goose. I grained and groomed him, every morning. It was an awesome way to start the day. The other borders came out in the evening, so I always had the place to myself. It was my time to talk to God. After I finished, I’d drop off my work and pick up more dictation, as a medical transcriptionist.

On this day, one of the other borders showed up. Sometimes she came early to exercise some of the horses. I was headed out, and she asked, “Did you hear about the airplane hitting the Twin Towers?”

Did she have a weird sense of humor? I’d had friends who enjoyed pulling your leg. I never liked it because it tested my trust. My trust was on pretty shaky ground. I didn’t like the game. If this was a joke, it was a bad one. Nervous of the punchline, I gave a cautious reply, “No.”

She proceeded to assure me that a plane had hit the Twin Towers. I didn’t believe her, but asked what kind of plane, thinking a small plane gone of course and having trouble. She didn’t know. I was ready to abandon her nonsense and go pick up work. The owner came out and said, “Two planes hit the Twin Towers and one just hit the Pentagon.”

Were these two in on some kind of game to make me look like an idiot? The distress on the owner’s face slowly registered in my brain. She was serious. This wasn’t a joke or a game. Dismay slammed into me. I shut down the careening thoughts because I still had to pick up work.

In my car, I kept the window rolled down. It was hot, but I was hot from taking care of the horse, so what did a little more matter? I turned on the radio. The news blared the same tiny bits of information over and over again. As I drove, I passed other cars with their windows rolled down. I could hear their radios. We were all listening to the same thing. I stopped at the doctor’s office and my mentor’s, dropping off and picking up work.

One of my friends flew for a national carrier. The last I’d heard, he flew several East Coast routes. Not a single report would state which airlines were involved. I guessed that international carriers were used. I felt guilty for hoping my friend wasn’t involved. For the first time, I wished I owned a cellphone.

I arrived home, turned on the television, and called my friend. I expected to reach his cellphone. He picked up. He was alive and grounded on the West Coast. His schedule had changed recently. He was in the airport and just turned on his cellphone and didn’t know what was going on, so I filled him in. I was grateful he was safe and felt guilty.

When they announced the plane going down in Pennsylvania, the reporters kept saying they didn’t know what happened, no one knew what happened. In my heart, I knew.

I left the television on for three days. Never in my life had I felt so connected to the rest of the world. At the same time, I realized how isolated I was. I had no internet because I didn’t want to give anyone that kind of access to my computer. I had few friends, a lot of acquaintances but not many close friends. I realized how short and precious life is. Sam’s Club sold a T-shirt with “I will not live in fear.” I’d been living in fear my whole life. Funnily enough, I’d lived in Yellowstone, Thailand, and England, despite the gnawing fear instilled by years of abuse. I didn’t know how, but I had to change.

I took the blinders off regarding what was happening in the rest of the world… not quite true. I’d lived all over the world and was very aware that if I wanted to know what was happening then I needed to know people there. I’d lost all faith in the media in 1985. They reported “Bloody Monday” in Bangkok. I was there for the military coup that didn’t even last a day. Sadly, two people died, a reporter trying to take a photograph from a flagpole and an innocent bystander, passing by in a taxi. While my brother was in Korea, the media reported the horrible riots between students and police, except it was reported as much worse than it was. My brother reported that the biggest problem was being caught by teargas.

Months later, I learned a cousin had breakfast at “Windows on the World” every morning before starting work, except that morning. He was taking his parents to the airport.

A number of my friends lost family and friends.

Every year, I watch again the news of that day. I read the stories of those involved. I pray for those still suffering. I’ve attended a local 9-11 memorial. I wasn’t in New York City. I didn’t lose anyone I knew. The world changed and so did I. I’d spent my life not looking at the ugliness of the Holocaust. Now, I look at the Holocaust and 9-11. I read books, watch movies and documentaries, listen to the stories, visit sites. I will not turn a blind eye. Pretending evil doesn’t exist or sweeping it under the carpet doesn’t make it go away. Evil comes in many forms, sometimes enticing, sometimes intriguing, sometimes unexpected but too often invited. I pray I have the courage to stand and face it instead of cowering or turning away. God doesn’t require that I fight every evil in the world only what I find in my little corner of the world.

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