Are you smarter than an 10th grader??

Are you smarter than an 10th grader??

Apparently, if you are a member of congress, you are probably not – especially if the Tea Party voted you in.

Great correlation there, if you ask me – idiots voting in idiots?

What spurs this topic is something I heard on NPR while getting ready for work this morning. You can listen to the entire story here, if you missed it.

The NPR Graphic shows the decline clearly

As America continues its “Dumb down Spiral,” stay tuned gentle reader, as it is bound to get more interesting as the election nears.

I am off to do a bit of reading, so I can continue to stay ahead of the pack…

Simpler is better…

Simpler is better…

I read with great regularity the Red Spoon Blog, however many times her recipe ideas do not work in my budget or on my time schedule. However, as she so aptly said, sometimes simpler is better.

This recipe is one that fits both categories – affordable and quick. I had my quiche in the oven in about 50 minutes. Now, the better part – I now have a healthy and nutritious lunch to bring to work – and it is delicious served room temperature!

I tweaked her recipe a bit – so if you are a “purist” for homemade piecrusts, you can find the complete directions here. However, my Pillsbury Pie Crust worked just fine, I just popped the extra crust in the freezer for the next time I make this dish!

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Reading with Maurice…

Maurice Sendak died today. A light in my world extinguished.

In January it’s so nice

While slipping on the sliding ice

To sip hot chicken soup with rice

Sipping once, sipping twice

Sipping chicken soup with rice

Long ago, a little brown haired girl was learning to read, sitting in the cafeteria with a school aide. Dick and Jane running were no fun at all – but Chicken Soup with Rice captured her imagination.

Reading skills quickly advanced, and with it came bigger books the little brown haired girl was growing up.

Soon, the little brown haired girl was little no more. Maurice Sendak tucked away in some corner of her mind with other childhood memories.

Before long, the brown haired girl had children of her own. She introduced Maurice to her little ones, and they loved him as she did.

We “paddled” down the Chicken soup-y Nile and Whooped about Witches, Goblins, and Ghosts. We marveled in our baubled and bangled Christmas tree. Maurice in his gentle wisdom opened our minds to looking at things in unexpected ways.

He reminded us that even when we grow old it is important to nurture the child.

I told you once, I told you twice

All seasons of the year are nice

For eating chicken soup with rice.

Farewell Maurice. You left this world a better place. Thank you…

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes!

Strange fascination, fascinating me
Changes are taking the pace I’m going through – David Bowie

One needs some change when it has almost been a year since any regular posts!

So, I began to nag StevoFC about doing some remodeling here…

At long last the paint is dry, new pictures have been hung, and As Kat Knits has a new look!

Thank you StevoFC!! I think it looks great!

Now the only thing left is for me to find my writing mojo…

Stay tuned, gentle reader.

 

Kat and Steve's Big Adventure

Kat and Steve's Big Adventure

It was the best of times… Charles Dickens

It was a truly spectacular 9 days, but who was counting. There was good food, great conversation, some awesome beer, a little Idol, and photography – lots of great photography.

We went to Van Raalte Farm on a couple of different days – I live here and had never been there. It is really an amazing place; the paths are all clearly marked and imagine my wonder as I saw so much wildlife in the city limits – the first morning a fox barked at us! We also saw plenty of birds – even bluebirds and turkeys! I will indeed visit there again.

Here is a little montage of our week. Enjoy!

The Church of Me and Mine

I saw this article last week in my local paper. A mixture of disbelief and disgust washed over me as I read the article and the comments posted. Now, gentle reader, I live in the heart of the Christian Right of Michigan in a city that has more churches than bars. However, evidently, Christian charity does not extend beyond the walls of their precious sanctuaries, and certainly not for single mothers, people who are underprivileged, of a different faith or belief system, and especially if you have a different skin color.

However, lest you think that this kind of nonsense is an anomaly contained to my self-righteous city, you would be wrong because yesterday my BFF sent me this link.

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