Thursday, October 30, 2008
We decided to bring her back to my barn and try her out for a week before making a decision. Things went well during the trial, and after a couple of weeks she was mine.
This, however, is the one and only picture I have a CC. It was a short-lived partnership between the two of us. As we trained for the upcoming show season and pushed her a bit at the jumping, we realized why she had been sold in the first place. She had become sour which meant she had lost the desire to jump. I would estimate that during the time that I owned her I jumped about 75% of the fences WITHOUT her. She'd stop and I'd fly over her neck onto to the ground on the other side of the jump. I was only about 10 at this time so my trainers would often get on to work her and she would even stop with them. She was not the horse for me and over time fear set in and I didn't enjoy riding her or anyone else. It's not fun riding a horse when you fall off of it all the time. I got scared and, even though I always "got back on" I wasn't having any fun. We finally decided to put her back up for sale. Luckily, we were able to sell her, but my confidence was shot after having this little horse. We were in the market for a new one, but I wasn't so sure a new one would help my confidence.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
This weekend I did do some cooking...I didn't want to let down my readers.
(I serve this risotto as a side dish, but it can be made into a main course by adding vegetables or protein.)
4 cups of chicken broth (or vegetable)
1 1/2 tbsp butter
1 tbsp ev olive oil
2 garlic cloves, chopped
1 1/2 cup arborio rice
1 cup white wine (I use pinot grigio)
1/2 cup grated Parmigiano Reggiano cheese
salt and pepper to taste
1. Put broth in a small saucepan and simmer.
2. In a large skillet, melt butter into olive oil over medium heat.
3. Add chopped garlic and saute for a short time, stirring to keep garlic from browning.
4. Add rice to pan and suate for about 2 minutes. Stir into butter/oil/garlic
5. Add wine to pan and let it cook away, 1-2 minutes. (The garlic and wine smell is probably my favorite when cooking) 6. Add broth from saucepan, 2 ladles at a time. Keep stirring after liquid is added. The rice will absorb the liquid rather quickly.
7. Continue adding ladles of broth and stirring, when the previous liquid has been absorbed, over the next 18 minutes or so.
8. Once all liquid has been added, the rice should be creamy and tender. Stir in the cheese and sald and pepper to taste.
9. Top with cheese when serving.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
It all started when I was about 5 years old. My mom took me to a local stable that rented horses by the hour to take on trail rides. My mom paid for our ride and we were led to the horses. Mom got a nice bay (brown) horse, and I got a horse with a perm. Here I am with the Farrah Fawcett feathered hair. Also, if you look closely, you can see the rubber "thong" or flip flop key chain attached to my belt loop. Gotta love the late 70s.
Mom had never been on a horse before, but the two of us set off on an hour ride through the wilderness, which is now West Ranch (for those of you who are local to the SCV). I remember bits and pieces of this ride, but Mom and I were reminiscing about it last week and she had more details. She and I rode for a little while in one direction. We wanted to go the other way on the road, but changing directions kind of seemed like we were going back to the barn to my mom's horse. Now, if anyone has ever been on a trail horse before, you know that when a trail horse thinks it's going back to the ranch, there's no stopping it. It wants to go back. So, my mom's horse was stubborn and kept turning around on the road, wanting to go back. Apparently, I took charge. "Come on mom," I said as I took the other horse's reins and led her horse alongside mine (the one with the perm) while we walked passed the ranch area and along the road for the rest of our ride.
That did it. I got the sickness; the horse lover's sickness. I think it is genetic though because my Grandpa Chet, on my mom's side, also loved horses. In fact he owned race horses. He passed away before I turned one, but his love of horses must be in my blood. I begged and begged my parents to let me take horseback riding lessons. Around that time, I was also signed up for AYSO soccer. My parents gave me a choice; it was soccer or riding lessons. I'm sure my parents were secretly hoping that I chose the cheaper sport of soccer, but I didn't.
I started riding lessons with the help of my Grandma Dot (mom's mom) when I was 6, and for the next 12 years, horses were my life.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Chicken Breasts in Tarragon Cream Sauce
4 boneless/skinless chicken breast halves (about 1.5 pounds)
Salt and Pepper
2 tsp olive oil
2 garlic cloves, peeled and crushed
3/4 cup dry white wine (I use pinot grigio)
1 cup heavy cream
2-3 tsp fresh tarragon, coarsely chopped
the juice of 1 lemon
12 oz cooked egg noodles
1. Season both sides of the chicken breasts with salt and pepper. Heat the oil in a large skillet over medium-high heat. Add the garlic and cook for about 3 seconds. Carefully place chicken breasts into the pan and cook them for about 1 minute on each side just until they begin to brown slightly. Transfer the still-raw chicken to a plate.
2. Reduce the heat to low. Add the wine to the pan and cook for 30 seconds. Then add the cream and half the tarragon. Return the chicken breasts to the pan and adjust the heat so that the cream gently simmers. Cover and cook until the chicken is firm and just cooked through, 4 to 6 minutes.
3. Transfer the chicken breasts to a serving dish. The sauce should be thick enough to lightly coat a spoon. If it is too thin, continue to simmer it for about 1 minute and it will thicken. Stir in the remaining tarragon and the lemon juice, then taste and season with additional salt and pepper if needed.
4. Add chicken to egg noodles and cover with sauce. Mmmm!
Note: Start the water for the noodles so it is ready when you begin the chicken. Add the noodles when you start the chicken. They will be done at about the same time.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
7:45 am Last night I set my alarm for 8:30 am. This morning, I rolled over and looked at the clock on the bedside table and went into panic mode when I saw it was 5:30 and my alarm hadn't gone off. I checked my alarm and saw that it was set for 8:30 which reminded me that it was Saturday. I whispered, "Yay!" and rolled over to go back to sleep. I must have gotten myself all riled up with panic because I had trouble going back to sleep and then woke again at 7:45 and just decided to start my day. This is how it is everyday really. I wake up, Koho jumps out of bed, I let her outside, she comes back in and goes back to sleep...lucky dog.
3:40 Met them (my friends/co-workers) for a movie - "The Duchess" and dinner at Vivoli. We ate, drank a bottle of wine, and solved all the world's problems...at least our own little world's problems.
10:00 Back home where I caught up on some recorded TV including "Real Time" with Bill Maher.
11:30 Back up to bed, writing this post.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Books to the ceiling,
Books to the sky,
My pile of books is a mile high.
How I love them!
How I need them!
I'll have a long beard by the time I read them.
Don't Forget to Tell Me What You Think in the Poll ---->
The Barrytown Trilogy by Roddy Doyle is actually three short novels published together into one. All three are about the Irish-Catholic Rabitte family and take place in Barrytown, a working-class suburb in Dublin. All three of the stories were made into movies, the most well-known being The Commitments.
Various members of the family are the subjects in each story. I come from a very small family, so reading about a very large family and all the craziness was a lot of fun. Plus, these stories have the typical Irish wit prevelent in all of Doyle's novels. It is laugh-out-loud funn.
The Magician's Boy by Susan Cooper is only a few years old now. It was recommended to me by a children's bookstore owner and what fun it is!
The magician's boy wants to be a magician so badly, but the magician doesn't think he is ready yet. While the boy assists the magician at one of his shows, he gets pulled into the Land of Story in order to find the missing St. George puppet. Along the way, the boy meets many "old school" fairy tale and nursery rhyme characters like Little Red Riding Hood, Jack and the Beanstalk, and The Little Old Woman Who Lived in a Shoe. They help the boy find St. George. Does he become a magician? You'll have to read it to find out!
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
This weekend a friend of mine who moved to Hawaii a few years ago was in town visiting. We got together at my friend Marcie's house for Sunday brunch. Marcie made pancakes, potatos, and "scientific" sausage. Jason made bacon, and I made an egg dish. We had a very nice time visiting, and the brunch was delicious.
(From left to right: Anna, Jason, Marcie...I'm taking the picture)Cheesy Egg Casserole
12 eggs, mixed
1 cup of milk
1 can crescent rolls
2 cups shredded cheddar cheese
Sausage links, browned and cut up into bite-sized pieces
Veggies can also be added.
Preheat over to 350
Spray 9 X 13 pan with cooking spray
Open crescent rolls, roll out, and lay flat in the bottom of the pan. Smush together so they cover the entire bottom.
Mix eggs and milk together
Add 1/2 cup cheese, sausage, and ???? to eggs
Stir all ingredients until mixed.
Pour into pan, over crescent rolls.
Add remainder of cheese to the top.
Bake at 350 for an hour.
Before taking out of oven, tip pan a bit to see if egg mixture is still runny. If runny cook a little longer. Cheese will be soft but will firm up while cooling.
Cool for a few minutes then cut into squares. I am told that salsa is very good on it (I don't like tomato products and eggs together).
Saturday, October 11, 2008
I know, that single, bouncing hand is annoying.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Well, this week has been a different story. In class he has been OK, but on the playground he has fallen apart. It all started on Tuesday when the yard supervisor told me at lineup that he and one of my mutes (that's right, I have more than one) had been sent to the office for hitting, each other. Our principal/assistant principal have done a pretty good job taking on the behavior during recess time so the classroom teachers don't have to deal with it when it's severe. We have a lot of playground issues at our school and it was taking up a lot of our time; time away from teaching our classes. So DAP and my mute (let's call him CJ) were sent to the office and I was notified about it. They spent part of the afternoon in the office working with the AP and the psychologist (who happens to work with both students) trying to get to the bottom of it since fighting is a suspendable offense. It turns out that they were "play" fighting and it got out of hand. They were told to write letters of apology to each other and then to apologize verbally. The AP and psych had to turn their heads so CJ would apologize quietly, and he did. Things seemed fine and they came back to the class.
On Wednesday, I was out with Mr. Show doing a training, so I had a substitute in my room. That afternoon when I went to the classroom to cleanup and prep for the next day, there was a note from my sub stating that DAP and CJ were, once again, sent to the office for fighting. Great! Apparently, both boys were happy to see the AP and when she asked DAP what had happened, he smiled and said, "I think CJ's going to talk to you today." Hmmm?
Again, Mr. Show and I were out of classroom at a training on Thursday, and I had the same sub in my room. I read the sub's notes at the end of the day and saw that DAP was sent to the office at recess for hitting another student, and then sent home on a 2-day suspension. Later it was noted that the AP took CJ out of class at the end of the day today and, he didn't return. I met with my AP at that time to hear about what happened. As it turns out, DAP punched another one of my students (the child of a colleague of mine) in the back today, yah, that's right! So he was suspended for two-days. The kicker on this one is that when the AP called his mother, she was mad that Thursday didn't count as a suspended day since she had to take Thursday off too to pick him up. Yah, that's what she was mad at!
The AP then flipped over DAP's file and got to CJ's file. He was sent to the office for also hitting another student, a different one thank goodness, and suspended for two days as well.
With some kids, it always seems to be something.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
- Oh for crying out loud! I tried to be all fancy (since JLo told me to) and I played around with my background. Well, I LOST MY WHOLE THING! I even saved a copy of the code before fooling around and it still doesn't work. I've lost all my widgets and thingys and doohickeys. My blog is still open during repairs; please excuse the construction zone.
- A couple of weeks ago I ordered a printer/scanner/fax machine from Costco. It's this one...
I'm so excited because I can scan old photos and make them better using photoshop. Now, I also have bloggin material up to my eyeballs. Just wait, childhood story after childhood story. Looking through the old pictures reminds me of some fun ones, and having pictures to go with them make them much better.
- I've been asked about my lack of Tasty Tuesday posts during the last few weeks. I have been slacking. My mom has been in town from Hawaii, and we have been busy going out to visit friends and when we have been home, I haven't felt like cooking. She leaves tomorrow, so I should have some time this weekend. In fact, I am going to a brunch on Saturday and am bringing a really, yummy egg dish. I will post about it next week.
- I have been waiting for season 6 of The Shield to come out on DVD for a year and finally it has. It came from Netflix a couple of weeks ago, but I haven't had time to watch it. My mom has been in town, but this Saturday she went to visit some friends. I spent all day Saturday getting my Shield fix.. Two more discs to go to get through the season, so I can start watching season 7 on my DVR. I love those bad, bad boys
- I went to a wine bar with some friends this weekend and funnily enough, our waiter looked just like the guy above, on the left. Spooky!
- I had salsa tonight and JLo and Julie joined me. The other "ladies" were less annoying this week, or maybe I was just less annoyed.
- The NHL's new hockey season starts this weekend! Yay! Hopefully my Kings will play better and get themselves out of the bottom for the first time in years.
- I received two funny Halloween picture emails this week. They made me laugh out loud.
Halloween's gonna suck this year...
Sunday, October 5, 2008
I have few favorite books because there are so many of them that I love, but Lily's Purple Plastic Purse by Kevin Henkes is one of my favorites. In the last few years, the language used in children's books has changed from formal and boring, to modern and conversational. These books are not always great for grammar examples, but they are so much fun to read.
Lily is a sassy, school-aged mouse who loves her teacher, but one day she comes to school so excited about some goodies she received from her grandma, including a purple, plastic, purse (who wouldn't love that?). These things distract Lily and the teacher finally confiscates the items until the end of the day. Lily is livid and her favorite teacher quickly becomes her least favorite teacher. The story continues as Lily learns her lesson, and all is right in Lily's world again. Cute, cute, cute!
Friday, October 3, 2008
The group in attendance this go round is different than it's been in the past. It's an older group. I DON'T have anything against an older group, except maybe a little bit with this group. This is my 3rd class with the current instructor. She is great - very professional, patient, and helpful, but for the last 3 weeks that I have been in attendance, they have complained to her about the stupidest things. I have a "tendency" to roll my eyes when I am annoyed and tonight I think they got stuck inside my brain. They have complained that her music is too quiet. They have complained that her music is too loud. They have complained that she doesn't say the steps soon enough. They have complained that she says the steps too early. They have also complained about the way she calls the steps. They want her to change the names of them so they can understand them better...seriously, the names of the steps. My eyes are rolling as I write this. I need my "young" friends to join me again so I have someone to commiserate with. These ladies are killing me.