For Your Weekend -- The Most Perfect Bloody Mary

This week has been quite literally the week from hell.  It seems that I can't do anything right at work, and then I break my phone while running on the treadmill, and have a rolling pin fall on my head when I open the refrigerator door.  I wish I could tell you how good that felt.

 

So when I say this week was bad, just believe me.  The only thing I'm looking forward to is 5pm tomorrow when I am done with this hell week, and will be spending the next three days in Austin.   The only quote I can think of to keep me going through the week is "You were given this life because you were strong enough to live it,".  Posted on my desk . Look at every day.

 

Because it is completely necessary. 

 

But every weekend needs a Bloody Mary; whether you're having it with Sunday morning brunch, or just for the hell of it on a Saturday afternoon.  At 3. (Can I just tell you how hard it is after almost two years in transportation to not write 1500?  I swear it's a disease).  Anyway onto the most tried and true recipe we have for the best Bloody Mary on Earth.

 

 

Perfect Bloody Mary

 

- 64 oz V8

- 1/4 cup Worchestershire

 - 1/8 cup hot sauce

-  1/8 cup juice from pickled jalapenos (not hard, you can get the japs from Target)

- 1 tsp black pepper

- 1 tsp celery seed

- 5 anchovies (yep!  delish!)

- 3 cloves garlic (minced)

- 1/4 cup lime juice

- 1/4 cup vinegar

 

 

Blend all these together and add celery stalk to garnish

 

Look.  We are pretty much Bloody aficionados, and we've tried every possible combination of spices, juices and what have you.  And I promise, if you follow this, it will taste like you are spending your weekend in New Orleans.

 

Which is never a bad idea.

 

But for this weekend, I'm headed to Austin to enjoy my country music; gigantic doughnuts and monster amounts of alcoholic beverages.

 

 

 



Throw-Back Thursday: Sisterly Love #tbt

I've been seeing this #tbt thing going around on Facebook and on Twitter, and decided, hey!  That is a fantastic idea!  Put up old pictures of people; see if you can embarrass them by tagging them on Facebook.  Everyone has a good laugh because of your haircut, your clothes, and ahem, whoever you happened to be dating at the time.

 

So instead of doing this on Facebook or Twitter, I am going to bring it to the blog.  Maybe not every Thursday, because let's face it; I'm scatterbrained and probably won't remember past three Thursdays from now.

 

Early on in this week, I talked about my sister and how much I wanted to be more like her.  While reminiscing through some old pictures, I found some of us that I wanted to share.  This first one is obviously from an Easter past. 

 

 

I love our faces in this picture, and oh my God, look at the hair on the two of us!!  My sister's face is what made me want to post this the most!  And that old-timey Easter basket?  I wish I could still find one like that!

 

But this one, this picture takes the cake when it comes to favorite pictures of me and my sister...

 

 

Back story you say?  Ok.

 

My sister and I were being punished, for what I can't remember.  But Dad started pumping music onto the back patio, which we were cleaning for our punishment.  So we started singing and dancing with our brooms, and all of a sudden Dad pulls out the camera, and snaps this gem of me and my sis.

 

We were pretty cute back then, June!  Love you!

 



Good-Bye to Ballroom Dance

I've decided that the time has come for me to give up ballroom dance.  I took it up as a hobby while the hubs was traveling, but now I just don't seem to have the time or the money for it.

 

It is a very expensive hobby, especially if you like to compete; which of course if you're the most competitive person on the planet (oooo, me!), it can become very expensive.

 

I couldn't have asked for a better instructor, or a better place to learn.  If you are in the Birmingham area, please look up Magic City Dance and get some lessons from Mr. Fowler.  The little group of friends I made there were fantastic (although older than me), and some of the friendships I made from other studios will last awhile. 

 

But sometimes you just have to hang up those dancing shoes.  I know that sometime in my future I will pick it back up, because studies have shown that older people that dance have a less chance of getting Alzheimers.  And we all know that is a good thing.

 

 

 

Picture from my very first competition ever.  I look just a tiny bit goofy and a whole lot nervous.

 

These are a few from the Chattanooga Choo-Choo competition.  On the left is a rumba, and on the right is a foxtrot.

 

 

 

And this is my most favorite dance picture of all.  I absolutely love this picture of me and Mike; mainly because my foot position in this picture is perfection. 

 

I am sad about it.  I've been going back and forth for a long time on it, and have decided that with this new semi-promotion that I'm about to get myself into, it was just time. 

 

So good-bye for now ballroom dance; I'm sure we'll meet again in the future.