The Anti-Inflammatory Kitchen Cookbook and African Autumn Tea

Wednesday! Almost to the week-end. This morning’s tea is brought to us by Harney & Sons Teas. African Autumn is a caffeine-free herbal. It’s part of their Historical Palaces Teas. Red Bush, hibiscus, orange peel, cranberry and orange flavors.

The color is a deep burgundy and it is a mellow and comforting tea. I love it.

This book came to my house just the other day. I was skeptical. I don’t like recipes with a ton of ingredients. I like my food to be just-food. And this book is full of food. With a lot of herbs and spices. No fake meat, or complicated things to add. Just good food that my tummy can tolerate and digest. So this one is a keeper.

On a totally different note…does anyone else have a blast talking to their elder parents? My momma is 81. Talking to her on the phone is funny as heck! This morning I was crying on her shoulder about someone being verbally mean to me and her answer was to go to the wedding and object. Do it! She said. I’m like, uh, no. I’ll just pretend they are dead. That’s my usual go-to.  So after her advice, she began telling me about the cook. She’s putting too much mayonnaise in the sandwiches. It’s seeping out of the sandwich. It’s unappetizing. She’s already told her once and now she just isn’t going to buy mayonnaise. Also, she just received a pair of pants made by Martha Stewart from QVC.

I had no idea Martha was making pants now! But she is. And they come in 00. She gave all of her ‘fat’ clothes away to the lady down the block who is on the small side. Everyone else on her block is huge to hear her tell it!  Honestly, I didn’t know pants came in 00. Why not just shop in the kids’ section?? So that has been my morning so far. I laughed for a solid 20 minutes. And then she says, ‘I have to go lie down now, send some cookies.’.

I hope your day is full of tea and cookies and laughter. Sometimes it really is the best medicine.

xx P

 

 

Birthday and Shopping Fun and the Convent

Good Monday Morning! It’s rather dreary looking this morning but the sun is trying to peek out. Miss Charli turned 9 on Saturday and we did our usual to spend the night and go shopping.

First up was her presents and then the mall where we bought a mixed box of macarons and then to Dillards so she could pick new shoes. Papa handled that. I handled the My Body Book. Which turned out to be more than poor OU Boy could handle. He looked at Book 2 and saw a demonstration of how to put on a pad and immediately shut that down by telling her she is moving to a convent.

She bought herself a new swimsuit and a lava lamp of all things. When we went out to the pool, we decided to do the scene from Stranger Things 3 where all the moms are posing at the pool waiting for Billy the lifeguard to walk by. Yes, we are nerds. Then I saw the picture and thought, there is no way I was this confident at 9! Nope. Then OU Boy saw the picture and once again threw the nuns in the mix. The picture of the two of them was just last summer and my goodness has she sprouted up!

She also installed a bunch of apps on my phone and tablet that I now have to get rid of as I don’t play Roblox or whatever that is!

We had fun and so did she!

xx P

Summoning Aquaman and a trip to the Pokey!

Friday!  I hope you all had a good holiday yesterday. I never left the house. We had a sleepover with the kids Saturday and Sunday morning a little boy woke me up at the break of dawn.

Why? Because Stranger Things 3 came out yesterday on Netflix and we sat in our jammies and binge-watched until late last night. We only paused for tea and bathroom breaks. I did hear the part of the trump speech where he said we rammed the ramparts and stormed the airports in the War of 1812. WTF?

Day two of the trip I was up early and Tommy and I headed for the beach to watch the dolphins and the turtles. Tommy is not a sea person. None of these people were sea people. By day 2 they had been to the Urgent Care with second-degree burns. There was a trip to the Turtle Sanctuary to watch them release the turtles and then off to the Pirate Ship! These were my people. Aunt Gayle and I tried summoning Aquaman but got dolphins instead.

It was amazing and I drank 7 daiquiris that day. More than I drink in 7 years, but they sold it by the gallon just like home and I needed it for this group. Later we hung with the rest of the Pirate Nation for adult fun. Somewhere in our racing golf carts on the beach, Tommy lost his wallet. With my bank card in it. As soon as we realized it was gone Tommy went on a wild hunt at the beach. Then, my phone rang and it was the local police. A local had turned in the wallet before we knew it was gone! With everything in it! We were amazed and had to go to the police station to pick it up. Tommy wanted to know how they got my phone number from his wallet? Forever a mystery love. The cops, there were two. The station was tiny. We were having a fine time with law enforcement until Tommy says, “Boomer Sooner”. If you are from Texas then you bitterly hate OU and vice versa. They immediately threw up the Hook ’em Horns sign and before we got locked up I claimed the SEC. I wasn’t going down with that particular ship!

Stay tuned for Day 3 where we all play Cards Against Humanity. Sober as a judge I won my first time playing. And sometime in the early morning hours, I threaten to remove someone’s testicles.

Have a nice day y’all!

xx P

HOT FUN IN THE SUMMERTIME!

Wednesday! I’m still working on my mug of breakfast tea. It’s been a busy few days here. Storms almost every night, but nice days. The pool has been our place of residence.

Sunday we went to Incredible Pizza, which is Chuck E. Cheese on steroids. Roller coasters, bumper cars, go-carts, bowling, laser tag, mini-golf and lots more. We had spent the day cleaning out my closet and Charli put on a fashion show. When it was time to go to the pizza joint aka hell, she just wore my dress. We just took a zip tie and pinched the back straps together and she had a maxi dress. Corbin, on the other hand, wanted to wear his underwear. Instead, he wore shorts and a man bun. This wasn’t the hill I wanted to die on so whatever.

I went on a roller coaster for the first and last time. I screamed so loud the boys left mini-golf to check on us. We got spun and rolled and I kept seeing the same lady across from me and we just waved. Later I found out that was a mirror. Charli and I road raged a lady at go-carts. And my hips will never be the same after bumper cars. But bowling? I nailed that!

Monday Corbin came bounding in my room with his tablet and his underwear and stopped short. “What’s he doing in my spot?”. Tommy was off. And sick. All day. He has been eating my way. Clean and unprocessed, no bread or white food. He had pizza and ice cream and paid for it the next day. So we headed to the pool and ate strawberries and watermelon.

Recitals were held. Ballet and Hip Hop. Last ball game tonight and we are going to miss it. It’s also our cousins 18th birthday and she is here from Washington to go on vacation with us to Texas, so we are going to The Cheesecake Factory for dinner tonight.

Last evening Tommy and I went and had mani-pedis so our feet are pretty for vacay. Today he is going golfing and I have to work. I hope y’all had a fun weekend!

xx P

The One Where We Go To The Ballpark and Come Home With a Black Eye!

Hello, you big yellow sun! How about we get together in a bit? I’m feeling in the pink today.

First, Momma solved the mystery. It was my brother who sent the Ensure. I so knew that. For Mother’s Day. I’m surprised he didn’t just send a coffin. He is the least sentimental person I know. Lawyers! But she was good with it. She likes the Strawberry ones.

Mr. Smokes is doing well. He was waiting at the door last night for his dinner and was purring happily. Then we had to drive to Wheeler Park for Charli Ava’s softball game, which they won!!!  Okay, so the other team didn’t have enough players to play or a coach. So we are still 3 and 0. Due to all of the rain, it’s been impossible to get everyone there but our team scrimmaged and part one was hilarious and part two was not.

Every time she gets on first she and the little boy are smiling and chatting. I told her to stop talking to him, but no.  So, he is playing first base and she hits a ground ball and he tags her out as she steps on base. I went into the dugout and she says, ” Why was I out?”

“Well, honey because he is not your friend. When you are on the field you have to ignore those boys because they are just trying to throw you off your game. During the game, they are the enemy.”  She wanted a challenge on the ruling. Her daddy told her to learn how to use her ‘girliness’ to her advantage. It’s a good thing she’s smart.

Corbin and I were sitting on the first bench of the bleachers when out of nowhere a ball brutally hit me in the face. In the eye. The eye with stitches in it. I had my sunglasses on and they were knocked off. It could have been worse. I have a black eye but hopefully no damage that I can tell. My son was upset because neither the kid or the parents apologized. This kid was throwing the ball in the bleachers! The parents just stood there looking at me. Being my child, Mike wasn’t letting it go and proceeded to make a speech about people not watching their children or teaching them accountability.

We have one more game to go to on Saturday and then I’m not going anywhere near balls!

Y’all have fun!

xx P

Happy Birthday, Times Two!

Happy Birthday, Momma! A true Charleston girl doing her thing. She is definitely one of those southern ladies who are oh so polite and sweet but has a spine of pure steel. I learned all my favorite cuss words from her. I also learned that if you want stuff in this world, you need to get off your ass and work for them!

She raised four daughters and none of us have been in jail. The bar is kind of low on that side. Also, it’s rather high. My momma’s people have been here forever. They fought in the Revolutionary War, signed the Declaration of Independence, the Constitution, fought for the Confederacy, served in every war and I am proud of her and them.

So what is the best thing you can give your Momma on her birthday? This! Her first grandchild!

Happy Birthday, Bradley David! My momma was there when you were born and I swear that 36 hours of labor was her doing! Just so you could be her birthday baby. And spoiled rotten first grandchild.

I am so proud of this man! He is passionate about history, the Cubs, golf and his family. Plus he gave me this cutie pie next to him. I love him more than words can say.

Enjoy your weekend y’all!

TEA MAIL AND AWARDS!

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It’s difficult to be flippant today. We had an entire town disappear! And Missouri, we are with you in spirit. We are in for more tonight. Things have already been re-scheduled for earlier in the day. I’m over this now.

Yesterday the postman brought me these lovely teas from Harney & Sons Teas. I needed those iced ones! And the Ginger Peach is new to me. I don’t usually like anything peach flavored. I’m from Georgia, I know what a peach should taste like.

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This one had such a smooth, almost creamy taste and the peach was not flavoring. Just smelling it took me back to home and blanching millions of peaches (peaches for free), for Gracie to bake into pies and cobblers. It’s a keeper!

Last night we went to La Baguette for dinner and I discovered this!

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A Basil Gin Gimlet. Dear Lord was it good. It’s the only picture I took because this isn’t Burger King. Tommy embarrassed me by ordering Dr. Pepper and then getting sick in the bathroom. Poor thing is still sick. I had the blackened snapper with Jasmine Rice and asparagus. For dessert, Vanilla Creme Brulee’.

Speaking of things re-scheduled, the school awards ceremony was pushed from later today to this morning. And this guy! Corbin won awards for Best Author and Best Storyteller! I am so proud I couldn’t love him anymore! Now I need to go get him a proper gift.  Maybe a Mont Blanc pen and a leather journal. LMAO This is the same 6-year old that  I gave a printer and computer to at Christmas.

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We are all praying everyone stays safe during this weather outbreak.

Enjoy your Thursday Y’all!

xx P

Jim Cantore is in Town! Here We Go!

Monday the 20th of May is not a good date for Oklahomans. One of our worst and deadliest tornadoes took place on this date. Many people died. On the Gulf Coast, we used to joke about Jim Cantore of The Weather Channel. We would ride out any hurricane unless Jim Cantore showed up. When he shows up things get real. He is in Moore right now. So we are a bit anxious.

Last night I started receiving texts. Schools all over the Metro are closed today and my doctor called and canceled my appointment for today. Businesses are closing early. Tommy is normally off today but not everyone has daycare today so he’s at Hyatt bringing up cases of flashlights and making sure everyone knows what to do. The poor out of town people are a bit panicked. We’ve already had one small hail storm.  So today is going to be interesting.

So my sister and I had our DNA testing done. One through MyHeritage.com and one through 23andMe. They said the exact same thing. We’ve always known who our people are. You can’t live in Charleston and not know your people. We knew two of our ancestors signed The Constitution but didn’t know one also signed the Declaration of Independence! I can’t say that any of them were saints. They were all well-known planters with strict slave rules. Not too proud of that one. Everyone else we knew about.

The breakdown was:  55.9% French, 32% UK (Scotland, Ireland, England) and 12.1% Scandinavian. The breakdown explains a lot. Like why when I get really mad I start speaking French with a very southern accent. I do speak it but rarely do. The Scandinavian part is Norway. Vestre. It looks like I have a good shot at moving to France if shit goes down in the U.S. In the UK we were in Leeds, Dundee, and County Cork. Walshes.

I’m going to make sure we have all of our storm supplies ready and then I’ll read a book.

Stay Safe Everyone in Tornado Alley today!

xx P

A Spot of Tea and a Funny Tale

Thursday and I am still in bed. With a lot of Tummy tea and an ice pack on my head.

Still no super hero abilities. This is my little bit of screen time today. Checking in to see if everyone has better weather than we do. Enough with the rain already!

I do have one funny story. My Momma is living totally out of her element right now. After my Daddy passed, we all knew he wanted to be buried with his entire family in Bottineau, North Dakota. So my Momma moved up there too since I have a sister living there. It is a tiny town that I spent all of my summers out at the farm. So yesterday I called the local florist to have some flowers sent to my Momma.

Me: Hello I would like to order an arrangement for my Momma

Her: (Imagine a Norwegian accent) Okay then, and her name?

Me: Barbara

Her: Patty? Is that you?

Me: Uh, yes.

Her: Oh my goodness how’s your eye? Don’t you worry about a thing, I’ll get over to Barbs tomorrow morning with something really cheery.

Me: Ok thanks. Who is this?

Her: Cathy Olson from the farm.

Me: Hi Cathy! How are you? It’s good to hear your voice

Her: You just go back to bed now. Take care of that head!

That is how small the town is. I never gave an address even. And sure enough my Momma sent me a text and a picture of the flowers this morning.

I love these people!

xx P