At the end of May I started getting exercise. Not just “more” exercise but “some” exercise! For the last several years I’ve been really good at holding my computer chair in place. All that that has accomplished is to make me severely out of shape and unhealthy.
I began with water aerobics for an hour and within a week I added walking for a half hour. I’m now walking about 1.7 miles a day and I hope to increase it to 2.5 by the end of July. Being very obese, walking isn’t very easy or enjoyable.
In order to make walking a little more palatable, I challenge myself to find one interesting or beautiful picture. Sometimes I find several in one day. Sometimes I find weird things that I doubt anyone else would be interested in. Nature walking is what I call my new “exercise”.
Rather than give you jokes about our presidents (most of which are quite tasteless) we’re giving you some humorous quotes by our presidents.
They’ve said some interesting, witty and downright eyebrow raising statements. It doesn’t matter whether you’re Democrat or Republican, there is something for everyone!
Mrs. Huddle finds this quote particularly humorous:
“The caribou love it. They rub against it and they have babies. There are more caribou in Alaska than you can shake a stick at.”
-George Bush, on the Alaska pipeline
We hope you have a fun & safe Independence Day this year! There is nothing Mr. Huddle likes better on the Fourth of July than to watch fireworks and spend time with his kids. Children make holidays so much exciting and fun!
Here are a few riddles just for the little ones…
Q: What did one flag say to the other flag?
A: Nothing. It just waved!
I had some cube steak in the freezer which I normally turn into Country Fried Steak. Unfortunately, that dish doesn’t quite fit into the new diet. Oh, I won’t give up my tasty favorite dish but for now, it will have to wait.
So, what to do with my cube steak? After poking around the internet, I came up with Swiss steak. This was a dish I knew my hubby would love. I didn’t however, feel like jumping through all the steps of standard Swiss steak. Let’s just say, I’ve “dummied down” the recipes I found!
If you want Swiss steak but are short on time, I think you’ll enjoy this recipe.
It’s summertime. A time for rolling down hills, playing in sandboxes, swinging to new heights and jumping into lakes. So much fun for everyone. No matter what age, most of us can’t wait to play. There are mountains to climb, sand castles to be built and meadows to explore.
All of these exuberant activities keep us a young at heart and provide ample opportunities for bumps, bruises, scrapes, burns, cuts, blisters, stings and so much more. It’s a wonder we actually keep going back for more! But we’re humans with natural curiosities to indulge.
Well, if we’re going to indulge ourselves, we might as well be prepared.
Thanks to the folks at Influenster I recently received a complimentary Neosporin Neo To Go! in my TLCVoxBox for product testing and review. I decided it was an excellent time to redo/update my First Aid Kit. I thought perhaps other people might have use of the useful list I put together as well.
Learning to like chicken is turning out to be a delight. Yes, that’s right, I don’t like chicken. Usually. For years, whenever I ordered chicken, I’d push it away. My husband would ask, “What’s wrong with it?” I’d reply, “It tastes like chicken.”
It tastes exactly like what I picture a bird would taste like. I know that sentence doesn’t make any sense. and how does one get over a weird taste issue? They try hundreds of recipes until they find one that’s finger licking, lip smacking good.
It doesn’t hurt that I’ve started watching my calories and I’m actually starving at dinner time!
One of my favorite desserts growing up was my Mom’s Apple Crisp. When I married my husband he fell in love with it too. It’s sweet with a hint of tart.
This Apple Crisp does not have oats in it, which is one of the reasons I like it. I enjoy a hot steaming bowl of oatmeal and a nice struesel on a Dutch Apple Pie but I prefer my Crisp like this.
My grandparents proudly owned an apple orchard in Washington state. We lived next door until I was 7, so I was surrounded by apples. I spent many days following behind my grandpa while he did his work. I learned about smudge pots and frost warnings before I could tie my shoes. It was a huge place full of mysteries and many places to hide.