Ardath Rekha

Silver Water Gel

Okay, so I don't usually recommend products. But I have personally been through two bottles of this stuff, the third is being shipped to me this week. It works for just about everything. From my experience(YMMV) it works on sunburn, windburn, razor burn, beard burn(LOL), rug burn, chapped skin, diaper rash, regular burns, rashes of all kinds, cuts, blisters, chicken pox itchy, pimples, sore cuticles, ingrown toe nails, blisters... Just about any kind of irritation or inflammation. It takes the soreness out of the cuts I get from kitchen knives. That enough? Heh.

You know how kids are. My grand daughter got bit by some bug or other, I'm not sure what jind because I didn't see it and she couldn't describe it very well. I slathered some of this on and it took the sting and itch right away. The screaming and scratching stopped. LOL. I get burns all the time on the stove, and coffee pot. I'm clumsy. I slather a bit of this gel on, with a tad of pure aloe vera, and no problem, pain and swelling is gone. It doesn't do much for sore joints, I use emu oil for that, or DMSO, but for everything else, well except callouses, LOL. It works fantastically well. No redness, swelling or infection.

I don't get any money from anyone. I don't know anyone in the company. I get no reimbursement of any kind, no free product or money. And I don't sell it.

Just passing the word on a great product, AND it's the most reasonably priced I could find anywhere.

I thought maybe I had mentioned it before, but someone reminded me that it was emu oil I was rhapsodizing about.

I've never used this on a deep puncture wound, and I wouldn't advise ignoring medical care and using just this stuff. Deep puncture wounds are something a little more serious than surface injuries.

Not sure when this turned into a food blog, but that seems to be what I’m working on lately. And since the fabulous Juliana is requesting pumpkin recipes (and since I didn’t get around to making my chili today after all), that’s what you’ll get…

A friend passed this along to me a few years ago, so I’m not sure of the source. I also tend not to measure much, and I can say that the only time I’ve ever screwed this one up is when I added too much pumpkin and didn’t balance it out with extra spices. So really, everything is approximate and spice to taste. Also, I’m writing this from memory so forgive the lack of exact step-by-step directions.

Pumpkin Soup

4+ cups broth
1 cup chopped celery
1 cup chopped onion
1 15oz can pumpkin
1 tsp sage
1 tsp thyme
1 tsp pumpkin pie spice
1 chopped cooked potato (optional, to thicken)

Directions

1. Saute onion and celery for about 5 minutes in a bit of olive oil.
2. Add half the broth and spices (and potato, if you want). Simmer for 10 minutes.
3. Take off heat and puree in blender or food processor.
4. Return to heat, add the rest of the broth and stir in pumpkin.
5. Simmer for another 10-15 minutes.

I usually end up adding extra vegetables and with about 6 cups of broth by the end. It’s pretty hard to screw this one up, as long as you don’t burn the onions.

Mirrored from December Project. Comments are preferred there.

So,  for a while, my grandmother (who is in her mid-80s) has been in and out of the hospital. It started when she fell in her kitchen and scrapped herself up pretty good. Since then she has claimed to have fallen in her apartment several times - each time ending up in the hospital.

It turns out that this was a lie. She had not fallen and she was just using the hospital to get attention from her family.

Okay, a little background. My grandmother has always been a little bit, no, scratch that...a lot manipulative. She has always been the first person to lay a guilt trip on somebody. It wouldn't matter how many times you visited with her or went over to see her, it would never be enough. And while you were visiting, you would be treated to all the gossip about everyone else - even people you didn't know. This talking behind other's back has cost her a friend that she had had for 25 years, but that is another story.

This leads to now, with her being in the hospital. While in the hospital she starts not only playing up the "can't walk" thing (yet refuses a wheelchair) but also starts telling falsehoods of neglect to the nursing staff. This leads to the staff calling in a caseworker from the state. She lied and said that her family never checks on her or visits her.

Grandma is assigned the caseworker and the woman calls all grandma's children (one being my mother). She tells my mother, my aunt and my uncle that grandma needs round the clock care and that they have 24 hours to figure out what to do with her.

Well, my aunt lives in a cramped trailer over 2 hours away, my mother is nursing a broken knee and is in the process of moving and my uncle - well, he has frickin' power of attorney over grandma, which is why he checks on her damn near ever day. But Grandma lied about people visiting her, so therefore the state thinks that the family is neglecting an old woman. This despite the fact that my uncle and my cousin, D, check on her on a daily basis and my other cousin, W, drives her around.

So, due to all her lies, she no longer can go back to her apartment. The apartment where she had a lot of freedom to do what she wanted to do and all the independence to do it.  Now, the state is going to send her right from the hospital to a nursing home. One in which she has to be signed in and signed out and they dictate the schedule.

Well, I hope that she is satisfied with what her lying has given her in the end. I am quite sure that it was not her expected outcome. I can just shake my head at the situation. She didn't want to go to a home when the family asked her before, and now, she will probably end up in the same one where she committed her own mother. Irony, this has it.

So, the moral of the story is: don't lie. See, people will find out and it will come back to bite you (even if it takes a while).  I wish I had sympathy for her, but knowing what a liar she is...it may seem awful of me, but I just don't.

I am sure the family can fight the state on the case of neglect to get her back into her apartment, but you know, she has so many of us burned out and just burned now, that I don't know how many of us give a damn. Hell, maybe in the nursing home she will have whatever she wants now - people who she can talk trash to about other people and the opportunity to bitch to us how she is being treated.  I hate to say it, but I don't recognize this woman any longer and I really don't like who she has become.

X-Men goodness Here

Joss Whedon's latest project just hit Hulu

And it's kick ass!

You Are a Unique Wedding

For you, love is rare and important. You consider love a gift, and you're know you're lucky for each person in your life who truly loves you. To be unloved would make you feel rejected. You love carefully and deliberately, and you take being loved in return very seriously. Romantic love makes you feel secure and taken care of. You take romantic relationships seriously, even in their early stages. When you're with someone, you tend to quickly build your own little world together. It's likely that outsiders don't truly get your relationships.

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fionn mcdiarmid.



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Fistful of Dollars, Fora Few Dollars Nore, The Good, The Bad and the Ugly, and Hang 'em High'

All four on this page:)

I love Clint Eastwood westerns. My fave is Two Mules for Sister Sara. I understand that Shirley McClain and Clint Eastwood didn't get along very well at that point in time, LOL.

I was invited to contribute a Guest Blog at the review site, Book Wenches. The article focuses on the role of research fiction, using the way non-fiction contributed to the story ideas in Faewolf.

You can read it at: Underground Truth – Researching the Supernatural in a Paranormal Romance

And their review of Faewolf can be found HERE.

Actually, you know...it's probably better if you don't ask about day 5. Suffice it to say that my brain's gone and swanned off for the day.

I at least met my quota for the last couple of days. It's also slowly starting to dawn on me that, wait. I'm technically writing two 25K stories here. And the first one's so far been around 7K worth of words of jack-all happening.

...Whoops. Looks like I'd best go find a muse to slam against the plot accelerator.

I've also decided to change the Google Docs thing around a bit. Since I can't figure out how to just update a .doc file, rather than upload a new one (yes, I know, copy/paste, but that screws with the formatting, shut up), I went ahead and stuck it in a shared folder.

So, yes. New and permanent Google Docs link. It should work the same as before, where you don't need a Google/Gmail account to view the file.

6822 / 50000 words. 14% done!

While destashing of yarn is on the back burner, and destashing of my books is in progress, so begins a new destashing project: the kitchen cupboards.

Just before NaBloPoMo started I had seen a blog post made by someone somewhere wherein the author was making an inventory of her canned goods as an on-going project. While I’m not quite that organized, I got the idea that I should at least do some re-arranging since we tend to have a lot of canned goods stored in various places. I also happened to be raised by parents who are very frugal when it comes to food, saving all leftovers and… well, taking expiration dates more as suggestions (hey, it hasn’t killed any of us yet! Usually it’s perfectly fine, at worst it’s a bit mushier than usual.)

So last night I sorted through everything and put the newer cans in the pantry and kept the older stuff up front, which included some canned spinach. Eggs were also on sale this week, so when I went food shopping this morning I picked up some frozen pie crusts as well (I’ve tried making it myself before, and it’s always been inedible.)

And thus, when I got home, I made my first-ever quiche:

Shockingly (to me, at least), it is, indeed, edible. It actually came out pretty good, even if the spinach was the icky canned kind and not fresh (or frozen, as the recipe called for), and the fact that I substituted plain yogurt instead of mayonnaise (the idea of baking with mayonnaise is pretty damn icky to me, I just couldn’t do it.)

Next up… pumpkin chili. Hopefully it’ll turn out better than last time (stupid me followed the recipe exactly, even though it involved adding half of the contents of the spice cabinet.)

Mirrored from December Project. Comments are preferred there.