I Miss Veronica Mars…

September 23, 2008 at 9:43 pm (Uncategorized)

Does anyone else? 

Am I the only one tickled pink to see Kristen Bell and Francis Capra on Heroes (SQUEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!) yet dragging out the VM dvds due to some serious Good Show withdrawel? 

I have no Battleslut Galacticock (thank you Kevin Smith for lodging that in my brain and making it IMPOSSIBLE for me to ever refer to the current Best Show In The World by its actual name) until early next year and I think if I go back to watch Six and Baltar do the nasty or President Roslin evolve into some psychotic dictator skank from hell one more time my eyeballs will burn out and I will be reduced to gibbering and watching The Hills. Okay, I’ve already watched The Hills, but I didn’t enjoy it! It didn’t mean anything!

Where oh where has the good tv gone?


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“You chose to have kids, YOU take care of ’em!”

September 17, 2008 at 3:51 pm (Rant)

Aaaaah… nothing guaranteed to get me fired up first thing in the morning like a bunch of comments on the CBC website! 

I suppose the furor began over Jack Layton’s proposed expansion of subsidized daycare slots should the NDP get into power in our forthcoming election. There’s the usual old fart rhetoric of ‘in my day…’ and the young pup attitude of ‘I don’t have kids why should I pay for them’ peppered with a few choice comments from people who actually HAVE children. 

It’s rather entertaining… did y’all know that the majority of low income parents spend their days smoking pot and purchasing 50 inch plasma televisions? Sure is news to me; where do I sign up? After all, having been all over the spectrum in terms of my income bracket I’d say I have a fairly good understanding of how the average low income parent spends whatever money is on hand. I had absolutely no idea that instead of making sure I always have milk, fresh produce, bread, decent clothes for my kids, etc I should fall in line with my peers and sit back, smoke dope, and enjoy my huge tv!

Reality check people: while there are always those who abuse the system and manage to find ways to profit off our society, for every 1 of these there are 100 who are working their asses off to provide the best life possible for their families. And yeah, a single parent and one child constitutes a family. The Conservative party did one hell of a good job pulling the wool over the eyes of so many Canadians in the last election with their pitiful $100 monthly payoff that was supposed to go towards subsidizing daycare costs. I can say with PRIDE that I saw that bullshit for what it is, namely an incredible waste of resources and an insult to those of us who actually needed daycare. 

Imagine what $1200 annually per child under 6 could’ve done for established daycare centres! Imagine how many people who’ve been turned away by childcare providers simply because they don’t have the funds to provide space for an additional child could’ve continued working and contributing to our economy! Imagine how many single parents could’ve gone to college or university and thusly worked towards a career that would not only support a family (and well) but would also contribute to society! 

It’s easier to just throw money at the voters; less effort involved and certainly, that is what the Conservative party is ALL about. 

I know some of my readers vote Conservative, and I am truly sorry for it, as in my opinion, to vote Conservative is to vote lazy these days. It wasn’t always this way, there was a time when that party had some fantastic ideals and the morality to stand by their ideals, but those days are done.

But anyway, back to the whole childcare debacle. 

I think what has me so fired up is the attitude from the fossils-oh, excuse me, older folk- that in their day the mommy took care of the kids while the daddy went to work and this produced shining examples of humanity who are productive, wonderful members of society.



You betcha!

What I want to know is why these great examples of Canadian citizens didn’t instill some sense of personal responsibility in so many of their children (well, honestly, their sons more than anyone else)! I mean, if Mommy did such a bang-up job of raising you guys, why didn’t YOU teach YOUR children to provide for THEIR children once they’ve decided to take off and ‘find themselves’ whilst leaving their exes to provide all the emotional and financial support. Your generation did a SHIT job of raising their children; the ridiculous number of deadbeat dads screwing around is a testament to THAT. Hell, the number of young moms who dump their kids off with their parents so they can run around and have their supposed ‘fun’ is staggering as well. 

And while I’m commenting on the older generation, might I add that in a few years, when you’re rotting away in some government-funded care facility and having your arse wiped and your spittle mopped up by some care provider, you’re going to be VERY grateful for the subsidized daycare that allowed that worker’s parents to make a living and do more than sit on welfare for five years. 

But you know… you’re not going to be MY senior. I sure as hell had nothing to do with you growing old, and those of you who chose to be childless aren’t going to have grown children to care for you, visit you, love you, etc. You’re going to have strangers cleaning up your shit and piss and those strangers will be paid for with MY tax dollars. The difference between people like me and people like you is that I believe my tax dollars SHOULD go to caring for seniors (even ones I want no part of). 

Because that’s part of living in a society. It’s not supposed to be about ‘me’ it’s supposed to be about ‘community’.

I know, that makes me Socialist, right? 

Heck, call me that, call me a Commie; I could care less, as long as you don’t call me a Conservative!

Rant over.

And for the record, not every senior is a fossil; only the ones who talk out of their asses.

My grandma is a VERY cool senior; too bad there aren’t more like her. When the time comes I will wipe whatever of hers need wiping.

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Thoughts on the Sarah Palin theories regarding her son Trig

September 10, 2008 at 12:03 am (Rant)

I’ve been doing lots of reading lately; finding myself with child-free time has given me the opportunity to relax a bit and catch up on some authors I previously didn’t have much time to enjoy. 

Curiously, this has spilled over onto my computer time and I find myself perusing blog after blog and article after article. Today I read about the rumours and innuendos swirling around Governor Sarah Palin and the birth of her fifth child.

Now, right off the bat let me make it very clear that I am about to express my OPINION, which is certainly not an expert one. I also must stress the fact that I am a libertarian who is very happy to be Canadian and thusly excused from having to vote for Obama or McCain, as I feel neither should be ‘Leader of the Free World’. If only Michelle Obama were the one who would be running things…

Anyway, back on track here. 

I honestly am more than a bit perturbed by all the rumours flying around that Trig Palin is Gov. Palin’s grandchild. Not because I think that has any bearing on whether or not she’s qualified to be VP, but because it’s REALLY nobody’s business whether or not she is his biological mother. She’s his mother, end of story. Even if her daughter gave birth to him, she is his mother. Leave it be, folks, seriously! Nope, what I find perturbing about the whole thing is the fact that if Gov. Palin IS this child’s biological mother, she apparently endangered this baby’s life by giving a flippin’ speech AFTER her water broke and then proceeded to board a plane to head back home to give birth.

Um… exqueese me? Who in her right mind would do this? ESPECIALLY a pro-life crusader! I mean, the woman had given birth four times before, so she KNEW that in order to prevent infection and do her very best for that baby it was imperative she get her beauty queen ass to the nearest hospital right away. That’s what they tell us blue-collar mommies in prenatal; one would assume that her high priced care provider would have done the same.

So, I guess what I’m getting at is this: what kind of woman would act with such blatant disregard for the health and LIFE of her unborn child? The kind of woman who could be President if, gods forbid, anything were to happen to McCain whilst in office? A woman with that kind of ‘morality’? If the American public are foolish enough to select McCain and Palin to lead their country then I truly weep for their future.

Cuz it most certainly won’t be a bright one.

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Chicken Tortilla Soup s/w Homestyle Mexican Cornbread

September 8, 2008 at 4:54 pm (Uncategorized)

Now that we’re heading into fall I’m definitely enjoying playing around with different soup recipes. Since I’m in the minority it seems when it comes to the glory and the passion that is my cream of onion and roasted garlic soup (good thing I’m single I suppose, heehee) I decided to play around with an old favourite and see if I could make it into something not only I, but the kids would love too. 

This was the result:

So, without further ado, allow me to debut my hominy-free Chicken Tortilla Soup s/w Homestyle Mexican Cornbread.

Yum. And the kids agree. WOOT!


3 boneless chicken breast halves, cooked and chopped (you can broil em, boil em, or fry em)

1 onion, chopped

4 cloves garlic, minced

1 tbsp olive oil

1.5 tbsp chili powder

1 28 oz can crushed tomatoes

2 C chicken broth (I like low sodium but to each her own)

1 1/4 C water

2 C corn (if using canned please drain well)

1 4 oz can green chiles, chopped

1 15 oz can black beans, drained

1/4 cup fresh cilantro, chopped


1 avocado, peeled and cubed

green onion, chopped

crushed tortilla chips (this is a great way to use up the mangled bits at the bottom of the bag)

shredded Jack/Cheddar cheese blend

sour cream



In medium stock pot, heat oil and saute onion and garlic until soft. Stir in chili powder, tomatoes, broth and water. Bring to a boil and simmer 10-15 minutes. Stir in corn, chiles, beans, cilantro, and chicken; simmer for 20-30 minutes, adding additional water or broth if necessary.

Ladle into bowls and garnish with tortilla chips, cheese, green onion, avocado, and sour cream. Serve with cornbread (recipe below).

Makes 8 servings 


Homestyle Mexican Cornbread


1 C self-rising cornmeal

1/2 C all purpose flour

2 C shredded Jack/Cheddar cheese blend

1 onion, chopped

1 green pepper, chopped

1 4 oz can green chiles, chopped

2 eggs, beaten

1 8oz can creamed corn

1/4 C milk



Preheat oven to 350 F.  Lightly grease 9×9 baking pan. 

In large bowl mix together cornmeal, flour, cheese, onion, green pepper, and chiles. Stir in eggs, milk, and creamed corn, mixing well to form a nice batter. 

Pour into prepared pan and bake in preheated oven for 1 hour, or until inserted toothpick comes out clean.

Best served warm.

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Letting go

September 8, 2008 at 4:16 pm (My family)

So the day finally came. The day that signaled the end of an era for me, the day that I truly have been contemplating with an air of both excitement and dread. 

My baby started kindergarten last week. His sister goes to the ‘big kid school’ in the neighbouring town and really couldn’t give two figs about school anymore. The pretty pencils and glittery Hannah Montana binders just aren’t enough of an incentive to get her psyched for class these days. I would venture to guess that until she hits high school it’s going to be very dull going for her, as it was for me. 

The Beast on the other hand…

Oh my.

Oh my oh my oh my. He’s been ready for this for a WHILE now and nothing could possibly thrill him more (well, almost nothing; one must never underestimate the power of the upcoming Fall Fair) than heading off to school to make new friends and have new adventures.

Adventures that do not include ME. And not only that, but my influence will no longer be the dominant one in his life. From now on there’s ‘my teacher says’ and ‘Owen says’ etc to look forward to. Every day he’s got a new best friend and every day he’s challenging my previously unchallenged knowledge in the realm of ‘why things are’.

This is a good thing; I know the apron strings need to be cut and I know that the odd combination of freedom and structure are inherently good for my boy. Still, it’s more than a bit sad for me to drop him off at school in the afternoons, wave goodbye, and then head home. 

I am now on my own for four hours, four days a week. I have not been on my own at ALL (well, when not working anyway) for ten years. TEN YEARS! What on earth am I going to do with myself? I suppose I could try to take in some of the local culture on my afternoons off *snort*.

Oh, wait, that’s right… my options are limited to beer and haying. Yeah. I think not. Unless those cowboys from Wyoming roll back into town there’s not a whole heck of a lot here to catch my interest. 

So until something better comes along I suspect I’ll continue my pleasant (if somewhat dull at times) routine of working on recipes, my writing, and waiting for the kids to come tumbling through the front door just before 4 PM. 

And the fact that even when he’s not here I swear I can still hear my Beastie crashing through the house, well, it should worry me, but it doesn’t yet.

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