Monday, August 31, 2009

Why Did I Do It?

I would like to know who came up with the recipe of baby oil and iodine? Please tell me why I became obsessed with this concoction for my tanning regiment in the 1980's, because I'm totally paying for it now that I'm 44. I mean, why didn't someone mention sunblock or tell me when I get older I'll pay for it!

As you're imagining, yes I went to the Dermatologist last Friday and received a huge scolding from him. I actually just went in to have a spot removed that suddenly appeared two years ago, below my cheek bone. But I ended up getting was more than I bargained for...

This is how it played out. I've always been blessed with great skin and when a small spot broke out two years ago, I thought maybe I would get more respect being that it made me look a little wiser?! Then when it started to change two months ago and I decided to try exfoliating it and it still wouldn't go away, I then decided to go to my doctor. Doc looked at me and said "That doesn't look very good". Now as you can imagine.... I immediately thought,"What does that mean?????" So off to the Dermatologist I went.

When I arrived I was escorted to my room and then told to take my clothes off. I just stood there wondering if I accidently made an gynecologist appt. instead. I said,"What? You want me to take my clothes off?" And the nurse said, "Yes, the doctor is going to check you from head to toe". All of a sudden I had this panic flood over me and I started wondering when was the last time I shaved my legs and will the Doc notice that I'm now profusely sweating everywhere. And then I was asked to sit in a plastic chair and that's when I drew the line. I mean... hey, I'm already sweating to death in this hot room and now I'm butt naked and going to get the Once Over, so I refused to sit. And I meant it!!! You would have been so proud of me, standing up for myself like I did!

By the time the Doc entered my room my hair was flattened and I had washed my hands two times in hopes that when I shook the Doc's hand I wouldn't be sweaty. But it didn't work, for some reason the washing of hands made things worse and then I wondered if I had time to sit in the sink to cool off and then realized that wouldn't look very good if Doc came in during the middle of my birdie bath. So there I stood, flat haired, sweaty and even my paper gown didn't look all dry and crisp, like when I first put it on. He looked at me, immediately gave me the Once Over and then informed me that most sun cancers shows up on the bottom of feet and the groan area. Then he quickly asked me, "Do you have any special event to go too?" And I replied, "No". Then he went crazy with this little freezing gun and zapped me faster than road runner. I now simply look like I got stung by a swarm of bees.

Now it's day three and I'm not looking a bit better. Thank goodness none of my spots where cancer but I am afraid to go out, because people might think I have the chickenpox's or some rare contagious disease. So I sit home, trying to figure out, why I did, what I did to tan oh so many years ago.

I have one word for you S-U-N-B-L-O-C-K! Amen
Java Girl

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Julie and Julia

Friday, I was finally able to go see the movie Julie and Julia, it's a great movie about food, marriage and blogging.

Being a blogger myself it was so interesting to see this cute little show unravel. But I'll warn you, plan on going out for dinner after the movie because you will be so hungry after seeing all the delicious food in this movie.

Happy movie watching,
Java Girl

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Tasty Kitchen

I love food blogging and photography... I know it sounds silly, but I do. And along the way I've found some of the most amazing food sites. One of my all time favorite sites is Tasty Kitchen it's a site where only the best recipes are listed from great cooks from all over, you have to join, but it's at no cost and it's totally worth it. The gal who started it is Ree Drummond and she's a ranch wife in Oklahoma.

It's like a Facebook for cooks and people can list their own recipes and gather others into their own ciber recipe box and even chat about recipes and what's even more fun is that you can rate other peoples recipes once you've tried them and tell them what you thought.

If you have a chance today, check it out, you won't be disappointed!
Java Girl

PS. She also has free giveaways which are listed on the front page. Enjoy!

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

My Confessions and Ramblings

In Java Girls world, things are very simple. Why? You may ask... well I'll tell you why. I use to be the most sloppy housekeeper and never wanted to do the dishes until I felt moved to do it. "Do I get an Amen!" And then to top it off... I'm truly not a multi tasker, I just plain can't do it, I'm a focus on one thing type of gal and I will never change, this I'm sure of. In fact when I try to multi task I start to feel this pressure build up and all of a sudden all my control lights start blinking and I then get close to blast off. Seriously, it's not pretty. That's why now I can't stand clutter and things need to be in their spot. We cleaned out so much stuff before we moved last time and I'm grateful because now I have sanity.

Now on the other hand my hubby is a multi-tasker and it's amazing the things he can remember to do and his organizational skills are like none you've ever seen. For example, when we moved into our house, he seriously started to get nervous when he looked at all the boxes being unloaded from the moving truck. But I knew deep down in my heart that Hubby would make it all fit. And fit he did! There was even room in the garage for the dinning room table, china cabinet and freezer and even enough room to do a half polka move if need be (we have a little house and that's why the big dinning room table and china cabinet had to be in the garage).

So now this confession time is reminding me about the time that I lived in Alaska about 1997 and there was a Women's retreat on the neighboring island. It is always raining in Kodiak Alaska and this long weekend was no exception. In fact I've never seen horizontal rain before until I moved there. Anyways Hubby felt it was his job to pack for me... no not my undies, but in a supernatural way, with flashlights, survival food, small operations kit. And then when he dressed me it was unnatural, I had so many layers of rubber on that if I had fallen overboard on the boat ride over I'm sure I would had floated and probably would have had a big beacon stuck to my butt signaling what my coordinates were. Oh, I got to love him. My Hubby doesn't do anything in a small way when it comes to his family. Safety first he always says!

I was so thankful that first night around the camp fire when I could explain why I was over dressed and had a forehead flashlight! Oh the laugh we all had, but I do have to admit that every cut, lesion, strain, and bear attack, I was solidly prepared for.

Until tomorrow,
Java Girl

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Prayer for a Nation

I've always respected Billy Graham and felt it was
fitting this Sabbath to leave you a prayer from him.
Never in my life have I ever had someone speak
into my life through his words like Mr. Graham
has... no, he doesn't know me but I sure know him!

Billy Graham's Prayer For Our Nation

'Heavenly Father, we come before you today
to ask your forgiveness and to seek your
direction and guidance. We know Your Word
says, 'Woe to those who call evil good, 'but
that is exactly what we have done. We have lost
our spiritual equilibrium and reversed our values.
We have exploited the poor and called it the lottery.
We have rewarded laziness and called it welfare.
We have killed our unborn and called it choice.
We have shot abortionists and called it justifiable.
We have neglected to discipline our children and
called it building self esteem. We have abused
power and called it politics. We have coveted our
neighbor's possessions and called it ambition.
We have polluted the air with profanity and
pornography and called it freedom of expression.
We have ridiculed the time-honored values of our
forefathers and called it enlightenment. Search us,
Oh God, and know our hearts today; cleanse us
from every sin and set us free. Amen!'

Commentator Paul Harvey aired this prayer on
his radio program, 'The Rest of the Story,' and
received a larger response to this program than
any other he has ever aired. With the Lord's help,
may this prayer sweep over our nation and
wholeheartedly become our desire so that we again
can be called 'One nation under God.'

Hope your weekend was awesome!
Java Girl

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Where Did the Time Go?

I was warned when my babies were born that times goes so fast and then their grown before you know it! And it's so true. My oldest turned 20 this week and I'm still here shaking my head wondering about all the things I still need to teach her and how did time get away from me. I'm mean she could marry now.

Well anyways.... we partied up at the Corvette Diner and let me tell you that if you're ever in San Diego you have to go eat at this joint!! A lot of the waiters/waitresses are actors/actresses and they are a hoot!

This was our waitress Marilyn, but her name wasn't really Marilyn (note the beauty mark) and she does the Fashion Reports on the local television station here. She was so sweet and funny that it made you feel like you had been transported to another time. Here she's putting straws in my daughters hair because it's her Birthday. I wasn't sure what in the world she was doing, but felt relieved when I looked around and saw another girl with her hair the same way.

It's like they were all taking serious "Happy Pills"....

Then they decided that daughter #2 needed a hat...

And suddenly I didn't feel so sorry for Daughter #1 anymore after they put a bag on daughter #2 head and she wore her it whole time!

The food was absolutely DELISH!!!!! I had the Philly Cheese Steak and it was huge and had a ton of fries. And if anyone knows me... they know I like my food!

I'm going to cry and pray for grandchildren!
Until tomorrow,
Java Girl

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Teenagers and Technology

I have an handicap and I don't tell many people about it.... well, because I'm kinda embarrassed. Ok, I guess I'll tell you. I struggle with operating our TV, DVD and Video remotes. Yes, I said it, now I feel so much better now.

But I do have an excuse, it's my teenagers and the quick advancement of technology. Listen, I remember back in 1982 when my little high school finally got it's first school computer and there was only one and in was in the library. It was huge and had only a black screen with neon green letters. Now my kids grew up with computers, they laugh when I tell them how it use to be for me. They just can't imagine a time without a computer in the house. And then to top things off, when we're watching TV they're operating the remote so I'm not real sure what to do when I finally get the little contraption to myself!

So the other day, I couldn't get the TV to get to the menu, I struggled and struggled and finally yelled for my youngest to come help me. Or another episode that I've repeated over and over is that I press the wrong button and it sends me to never never land, for me that's somewhere where I will never get back to my show and I often times have to turn the TV off and hopefully start over by turning it back on.

Then there's the challenge of three remote controls. Why... I ask, why do I need three controls when I struggle with one and it has 60 buttons exactly. And there is always a magic button, you know the button that has to be pressed before anything can happen and I'm not talking about the Power button.

And then there is Texting. When our youngest got her first cell phone she went crazy texting away, I thought to myself, how does she know how to do that? When Hubby and I got our phones we seriously needed to go to Texting Booth Camp. It took us so long to text that we would start laughing and wonder why we're trying to enter this world of mass messaging, when calling is faster and easier...

Wondering what will I do when I'm an Empty Nester?
Java Girl

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Hummer of a Day

Ever since I can remember, I've had a interest in birds. Now my Grandparents were big bird watchers and they spent a truck load of money to feed them, they even made a little bird sanctuary in the corner of the house so you could sit and watch them. And during winter they had many birds who stayed because of the abundance of food and shelter!!

So back when I was in fifth grade, I had to write a report for Mrs. Copeland's class and I picked the Hummingbird. I was nervous and in the world of sheltered little country girls I wasn't quite sure how to write a report, but once I started looking up birds to write about.... I found the Hummingbird. This creature interested me in so many ways and can still remember the excitement of finding out it's mannerism and habits.

So now that I'm in California, I have these little beauties around my house all the time. There's even a group of them that sit and rest on the electric lines and chatter away to each other.

I often wonder what a birds life is like....

I justed looked out and saw that the hummingbird feeder is empty and and little guy keeps going back to check it. I better get goin, daylights a wastin!

Wishing you a Hummer of a Day!
Java Girl

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

A Horse of a Different Haircut...

This morning my oldest and I set out to Fallbrook to volunteer at a Theraputic Horse ranch. We go to brush the horses and basically just hang out with them.

This is Kjiel and he is an 18 yr. old Norwegian Fjord. This big guy has the funniest personality... and he's also a nibbler. The handlers just gave him an haircut and I think in the horse world that it's got to be the hippest cut ever! The mane is naturally that color, goof-ball me, thought they colored it that way!! Can you tell I pay for my highlights?

He loves to be brushed and my daughter and he have a sweet little bond.

It goes like this... you brush me, I nibble on your vest. I also don't know what's up with her belt buckle either, it's a turquoise/silver navajo style... but all the horses go right to it and check it out first thing.

And then there's Grand she's 15 yr. old Pony of America, what that means I have absolutely no clue, but it sure sounds impressive. She only liked a certain brush on her nose and she was so gentle.

Most of these horses are rescues. It's so nice to know that there are people who care about these horses in their old age. This beauties get the best care and to see them change a life of someone who gets to ride them is next to amazing.

I wonder if when I get old I'll have a favorite brush,
Until tomorrow,
Java Girl

Monday, August 10, 2009

Gluten Free Mama

Yes.... that's me! No I didn't invent this product. But, boy, I couldn't imagine our life without it.

For those of us who can't have wheat or gluten products... this flour is a God-send. It comes in all kinds of blends.

You can of course make waffles too with this mix.
I can't have coconut, but for those of you who can, I'm sure this is great too!
And there is this handy cookbook in case you need some help changing things over to gluten free, I've done it so many years that it just comes natural to convert.

Actually I have to cook egg free too and that can be really challenging. No pound cake it this house, but there is Egg Replacer, but I'm going to save that really interesting topic for another day! Bet you can't wait.

Until tomorrow...
Java Girl

Sunday, August 9, 2009

My Water World

I've always loved water, I love sitting by it, floating on it, swimming in it, gliding on it... ok you get the picture! I just feel like I'm complete and at my happiest when I'm involved with water....

So as my family and I headed out to a beautiful California beach that my youngest had told us about, I started to think how some of my happiest times have included water. We were really poor when I was little and my Mom was scraping by, but the first pool I remember was the plastic ones that you can buy at Kmart and Walmart. Next as the years went by... our neighbors put in a pool and after all their kids got sick and tired of it, I would head over and ask for permission to swim. Then on top of that there was the Henderson Lake where my grandparents had a cabin. I learned how to swim in that wonderful lake with my dog Dean and I still dream often of being there. When that cabin had to be sold to pay for my Grandparents mounting medical bills, I stood there and cried and said my last good-bye to a place that formed a big part of who I am today.

My youngest has the same swimming gene as me. Every opportunity I ever had to put my girls in the water I did. It's was our entertainment for years and my girls are strong swimmers. But yesterday I panicked shortly after our arrival when my youngest couldn't be spotted and the waves were big! My husband has always told us that the ocean is unforgiving and so as he and I looked and looked for her... he decided to head out. With me standing on the shore line and he in the water I started to become very concerned, when all of a sudden my youngest tapped me on the shoulder. I wanted to wrap my little hands around her neck and ring it!!!!! What is it about teenagers, it's like they don't have a gauging system, they don't think safe, they think fun. And that's why I have to color my hair because it's so gray! Go Clairol #40 Medium Brown!!

After a day of swimming, diving and riding the wave (I have my own built in body board!) I felt sun burned and tired which is the best kind of tired. And after a stop at the the local coffee shop to have a Cafe Mocha I felt complete.

So now I'm wondering about you... how has your summer went? Have you done all you wanted to do.. and I don't mean cleaning that closet that's driving you crazy. I mean fun, something that us Mom's sometimes forget to do, between the laundry, cooking and cleaning. What do you love to do and when is the last time you did it?

Hope you get to ride your own wave before summer is over,
Java Girl

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Someone's Living in the Garage

Shortly after moving into our house a little over a year ago.... we had an encounter with a rat who insisted on driving our dog Snoop absolutely nuts at night. This went on for several nights and my hubby decided to get a sticky trap and place it on the fence where Mr. Rat was traveling back and forth. The next day was Sunday and after church we came home to inspect the trap... and we couldn't believe what we saw, a poor little sparrow stuck to the trap. My hubby had to put him out of his misery. Then I kindly reminded him that our sermon in church was about the birds and how important they are to God. My big sweet husband felt so bad, I remembered one of the things his mom told me was that when he was little, he always prayed for the birdies.

Next was electrocution and the reason for this is that Mr. Rat decided to move into our garage!!! Yes, this grosses me out just typing it. And there was no way I was going in that garage with a rat living in there. So Hubby tried this and Mr. Rat kept tripping the wire and almost seemed like a above average intelligence type of rat, which distressed me even more.

To be truthful we just wanted him to go quickly and have it over. But he seemed to smart for that and that's when we decided to give him the old Decon. Yes, we didn't want it to be a long drawn out suffering, but we had no choice, he was too smart for us humans.

After his passing (we never found a body) basically meaning that activity stopped and my food supply wasn't getting broken into. We found our old lazy boy turned condo for our friend one day while cleaning out the garage and that he was using our youngest doll house as living quarters, he probably took one look at that doll house and couldn't believe he'd get to live in his own mansion. Yes!!! And what made it even worse is that he had collected various straps of this and that, stored in the garage to make his nest.

Till this day, every time I enter the garage he is the first thing on my mind. I just can't believe that a little old rodent caused so much commotion.

Hope your weekend is rodent free!
Java Girl

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Toes and Girls

My guests are gone and today I was busy doing errands and such... then decided to treat myself to a pedicure. I just love sitting in a chair that massages your back while you get your feet pampered. The only problem I have is that the gal working on my feet speaks chinese and I absolutely, positively can't understand a single word she says. And I always get her to work on me! Now I think I'm pretty good at understanding accents, but this gal stumps me. I must sound so stupid... All I keep saying is "Yup" to all her questions.

As I was bragging on my girls to the lady in the next chair, she confessed that her daughter is a mess, she said she let her get away with too much growing up...I was happy when in walked my sweet girls and she got to meet them. I have to share with you that when they were little, I couldn't put up with much nonsense, especially with Dad gone a lot and I demanded more from them than most Moms, they got spanked for lying and disobeying. Yes! It was an immediate no explaining spanking and the result has been two lovely creatures who are strong and independent! But I felt for my new friend and remember something really beneficial that my husband said when they were little, "What ever they do wrong at this little age, just picture them doing that when their 17 and see if you still like it?". It's so true, when they are little sometimes their misbehaving is cute... but definitely not when their older. My wise husband, I thank God for him!

Talk to you tomorrow,
Java Girl

Saturday, August 1, 2009

A Day in L.A.

I don't know if you're familar with American Girl Dolls, but with my friend Kara visiting and our daughters being complete fans of the dolls, we decided to head to LA to visit and have lunch at the American Girl Doll store.

On the way we met many of traffic! Yuck!

But upon arrival we had the most delicious lunch at the American Girl Cafe and made many memories.

What's so cute about the Cafe is that the girls can bring their dolls and they have booster seats to sit in. And it was so fun to look around and see little girls having the time of their life.

Then after looking through the store... girls can go to the Doll Hair Salon and pick from a menu of hairstyles.

And ladies happily style the dolls hair for you.

I don't know about you, but my girls grew up with American Girl Dolls and my oldest read every book. They are a happy oasis where girls can learn values in a world that blasts them with sex and growing up too fast. I was proud that my 19 year old still holds such happy memories when her doll was her world and she came alive through books. And even though she had to pull her out of moth balls to take her she did. I hope the little girls around saw and were encouraged that they too... don't have to ever stop loving their dolls.

Have a super weekend!
Java Girl