Sunday, November 22, 2009

Booties Booties Booties

So I saw these online and decided that I have to have them. 

 I went to Avenue to see if they were in fact as cute in person as they were on my monitor.  They are.  I'm going to get them before we head to Chicago for Thanksgiving on Wednesday. 

Oh yeah...forgot to mention that we will be in Chicago for the holiday.  I can't wait.  Q is going to take me to all the tourist attractions! Im going to have deep dish pizza and lots of other goodies!  But I wont go crazy out of my mind like I normally do when I get around great food.  On thanksgiving Im going ot pack my plate with veggies and lean protein and then have a sampling of the other faire.  Oh and my day after Thanksgiving leftovers will consist of a turkey sandwich on wheat with some cranberry sauce!!!

What are you doing to keep yourself from going crazy at the table on Thanksgiving?  Or are you just going to go for broke...??? Let me know!

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Salmon Cakes

I Love Salmon Cakes.  When my mother would make them for breakfast on Saturday with eggs and fried potatoes or for dinner with once again fried potatoes and some kind of veggie...I would annihilate them.  So one day I had a taste for them, and decided to try to cook them.  Well they turned out well...not quite like hers but more my own flavor. 

I tweaked the recipe by adding red bell pepper and carrots.  I also added lemon juice and miracle whip instead of the shortening.  I added a little and kept adding until I got a consistency that stuck together and could be rolled into a ball then flattened into a patty.  MAKE SURE YOU GET THE BONES OUT.  I hate them.


  • 1 (14.75 ounce) can salmon
  • 2 tablespoons butter
  • 1 medium onion, chopped  (didn't use a whole one)
  • 2/3 cup cracker crumbs
  • 2 eggs, beaten
  • 1/4 cup chopped fresh parsley (WHAT! Come know I used dry flakes)
  • 1 teaspoon dry mustard (Dry mustard.  That's so fancy..I used regular old yellow mustard)
  • 3 tablespoons shortening (who the heck has shortening chillin' in the pantry?  I used miracle whip)


  1. Drain the salmon, reserving 3/4 cup of the liquid. Flake the meat. Melt butter in a large skillet over medium- high heat. Add onion, and cook until tender.
  2. In a medium bowl, combine the onions with the reserved salmon liquid, 1/3 of the cracker crumbs, eggs, parsley, mustard and salmon. Mix until well blended, then shape into six patties. Coat patties in remaining cracker crumbs.
  3. Melt shortening in a large skillet over medium heat. Cook patties until browned, then carefully turn and brown on the other side.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Runnin' Scared

So one of my oldest dearest friends Diane sent me a message on Facebook proposing that we do the Nashville Half Marathon.  Of course I said Yes.  Then I thought about it and said, "What a far is that?" My husband said he was wondering what I was thinking agreeing to a half marathon and figured I didn't realize how far I would be running.  Well.  Let me tell you.  I didn't realize how far I would be running.  And now that I know.  I'm scared.  Petrified to be exact. 

I cannot run for two minutes. Even though I can do the elliptical for an hour.  They are NOT the same thing.  Two different monsters actually.  Now Im supposed to start training for this half marathon.  What am I supposed to do? 

What I would normally do is sabotage myself and just act like I never agreed to be in a marathon.  Let April come, Diane get to nashville and I say.."Let's do lunch."  As if Im not suppoesd to be running a half marathon.  Avoidance is my go to thing when I am unprepared.

So. Tomorrow.  I will wake up and do pilates then I will go to the gym and run/walk (more like walk and slow jog) for thirty minutes.  I need to do this at least four days a week.  With a long one hour workout thrown in there somewhere.  Now my husband is in my face talking about I need to work out for an hour at the gym.  This pressure makes me not want to do anything.  Like its no fun if I am being stressed.  I feel the need to rebel...just because he said something.  Even though he is right.  I hate it when he is right.

Im so childish and petty.  But really.  Can none of you relate to this pettiness I speak of?? Are you petty sometimes?  I know you are no need to answer.

Anyways.  Wish me luck.  With this hour workout and Pilates three days a week.