Crock Pots (complete w/ typos)

Not the task to take on if you want to reap the rewards of your hard work…. sometime in this millennium. ha. Today… I embarked on aforementioned crock pot adventure… right now it’s merrily working it’s way toward an concoction of red bell peppers, garlic, lemon, chicken broth, rosemary, pepper, chicken and artichoke hearts. In another hour it should be done… ironically- now that I’ve waited a grand total of 5 hours for my experiment to hatch.. I’ve managed to eat everything else in arms reach… and quite frankly, if another food related item comes anywhere near me… I might explode. I have to marvel at the amount of snack food my (once) little body took on today… starting with oatmeal, moving into almonds, a hard boiled egg, snap pea crisps, a protein bar, a small salad with avocado & cut up fried chicken strip (my new all time favorite food at the moment) more almonds, some edamame, some grapes/ strawberries & apples… more almonds, a pickle & half, about a gallon of crystal lite…. oh yeah.. more almonds… all of which has led me to know… totally lethargic and an overly puffy rya…. haha.. if I wasn’t already fairly busy throughout the day (and starting to become more frugal with mah monies) I would have added oysters to that list… since sweet jeebus… those sound good. ha… there’s this place in my neighborhood that has oyster happy hour.. and you can actually get a dozen oysters for something like 5$ Yahoo! Anyway.. as you can see its been a foodie type day.. that’s resulted in a tummy ache. whoa-as-me. haha.. Soooo, now I’ve got one more hour till I can turn off the damn crock pot and be done with said project for the night. I’m over the chicken experience for now. Tomorrow… new day.. and zee adventure shall have it’s day in the snack sun. Currently.. I just want to crawl up in the boys bed and watch tv. Three cheers to one more hour! It probably didn’t help that I had an attack of the coughs a few minutes ago… and ended up battling said cough attack with some cold meds… which basically did there job while simultaneously knocking me out (almost) I true Italian never gives in till the cooking is done!! On ward! haha.. well, I guess thats it. Not exactly ground breaking news but there you go. Oh… I’m blessed with some amazing girlfriends… in the midst of what I consider earth shattering news, I’ve been braced for the worst from them and they’ve done nothing but offer advice, love, congrats and so far- I’m up one walk in the park and another friends volunteered to join me for decaf coffee…. while yet another just wants to get together to make me dinner and stare at her tv. haha I am loved.

Edited to add:
Ok.. my crock pot adventures are finally winding down and I have to say… I’m addicted. I want to put everything in one and let it simmer to a fine, broth-like consistency. I think the only thing that would have added something extra to mix is to substitute the olive oil for sundried tomatoes. I say that cause those little things are already fairly oily but the oil is infused with tons of flavor… so I think it would have killed two proverbial birds with one tasty stone. I’m going to pack the whole schbang up and let it sit till Friday, I think…. then I can heat it up and serve it over some whole wheat pasta. I have to tell you… I’m on a total health kick right now… outside of the one or two glasses of wine I’ve had spread out over the last couple of days… I feel great. I’m slowly getting back into the gym (having picked up smoking again coupled with this stupid lingering chest cold…. my cardio is LOOOOOWWWWWW) but between that and the good eatin’, I can almost turn-the-other cheek with aforementioned puffiness. haha.. Almost… but not quite. Life is no reason to let yourself totally go. OH- by the way….. something much more important then tonight’s menu (although I LOVE playing the what-to-eat game) I got the job that I wanted!!! I have to say, being laid off turned out to be a blessing. OH- I feel like since I’ve been on the Puffy Tangent tonight…. let me just take a moment to say… screw you Twiggy (iconic model in the ’60s) I will always blame you for single-handedly ruining the worlds love affair with curvy women… a la Sophia Loren (one of the greatest beauties Italy’s ever produced… wait.. besides Isabella Rosalinni <------ wait.. she's Italian right?) Anyway... Betty Page, Marilyn Monroe, Jane Mansfield... etc.

Ok… I’m officially done with this tangent now. I’ve always believed that great beauty comes with the level of depth one carries in there soul, it’s a rhythm that they carry- that comes across in there thoughts, ideas and passion …. not always in the presentation. Beautiful presentations eventually crack and run the risk of feeling lifeless. Nothing shining behind the eyes. Some of the most beautiful things or people in life….. are flawed in some way. That’s what creates a uniqueness about them. Perfection… as a whole… is ugly and cruel. Oops… deep thoughts came out of left field there for a second.. haha… failure to signal before changing lanes. Sorry.