Happy Thanksgiving!

In my own humble opinion, this pumpkin pie looks good enough to eat – but you might notice the hardware that’d make it a tad hard to swallow! That’s because this isn’t real pumpkin pie….they are charms made of polymer clay!

Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday - anyone who calls my house on TG gets a turkey greeting (I have a mean gobble, thank you very much)!

Anyhoo - I made a bunch of these for some of the ladies in my life that I not only adore, but get to see at Thanksgiving time. I love working with polymer clay – and being the food addict that I am, my favorite thing to make with the clay is…food ;-)

I made the tiny pies then made wire loops and inserted them into the back crust. Once they were baked, I attached a ring and strung the charms onto black cord necklaces.

Because I didn’t want the recipients to wear the necklace only a few days, I also made Christmas charms - not all food…

....and let each wonderful woman...
...pick the one they wanted most.

This first batch of charms were given this past weekend……then I went home and went kinda charm nutty and made……

…all of these! Somehow my hands worked liked the wind and I busted all of them out in a couple of hours.

I’m not sure which one is my fave…the hubs likes the presents the best. I really like the ‘Christmas Pudding’ though and the poinsettia ;-) I think my big sis will snag one of the Christmas Lights charms but what anyone else will pick is…well…anyone’s guess!

I had all the stuff on hand to make all of these charms, but should you choose to do some yourself, it doesn’t have to cost you an arm and a leg. Watch for coupons to your local Michael’s, Joann’s or other craft store and you can save big!

With that I’ll wish you a very Happy Thanksgiving ;-) Here’s hoping you don’t get too full and that you make warm family memories to take you into this joyous holiday season!

By the way - to all my family and friends...I love all of you! I am so lucky to have you in my life. All of you are what I'm thankful for every day of the year.

Simple-Ly Perfect Sunday Mornings

(*Note* - the font is all screwy today! Can't get it all the same! I know it probably doesn;t mater to you...but this is me we're talking about! ;-) - okay...on with the show...

Don’t you love Sunday mornings? With the exception of peeping through heavy lids and realizing, “Ahhhhh….it’s Saturday”, Sunday mornings are very hard to beat. From the moment I open my eyes, I know that a quiet house, a hot pot of coffee and the Sunday paper will soon be all mine as I curl up in my favorite corner or the couch donning fuzzy slipper socks with a cozy blanket draped across my lap.

The other nice thing about Sunday mornings….breakfast. Saturday’s don’t get much breakfast, if any ‘cuz there’s stuff to do – gotta get ready for the day and head out on those errands or dig into the house cleaning. But Sundays cal for something extra….something hot and savory, maybe a special sweet from time to time - even it’s as simple as a couple of egg whites and toast, there IS breakfast that MUST be had.

This past Sunday I cut up and cooked 6 slices of thick-sliced bacon and tossed it’s chewy, smoky goodness into fluffy, barely creamy, scrambled eggs. I added a little sliced green onion for a bit freshness and an extra crisp, English muffin toasted just-so. Simple, hot, full of flavor and delicious.

A perfect, cozy breakfast to crown my perfect, cozy, Sunday morning,

Thoroughly enjoy each and every one of your mornings :-)

Sweet 16 Cake and Super Fun Ice Cream Cups!

Have you ever loved someone so much it just about oozed from your pores? That’s how I feel about my daughter and this past weekend she reached that birthday that when she was a tiny baby, everyone talked about, “Wait till she turns 16!” Well - My one and only baby girl is 16 years old and I love her 16 times more today than I did when she was born – and I was totally nuts about her then!

I wanted to decorate her cake to celebrate her life and the person she’s become. So, after ordering a plain, white frosted ½ sheet cake from Costco (hellooooo…? $16.99 for a cake that will serve not only 22 party guests but leave a few servings of leftovers? Perfect!). I knew I wanted to get her pictures on the cake and assumed I’d have to make the wire curly-cues myself but found these too-perfect Sweet 16 photo holders at Party City where we’d bought a few other ‘16’ party items. Aren’t they just so cute!?

The fun – and hard part – was choosing the 5 pics to put into each holder. We only have about a million photos of her!

She’s always wanted one of those big, chunky ‘number’ candles too…only had to wait 16 years to get one ;-)

And – look what else I made for this super fun party….Ice Cream Cups! Don’t these just scream ‘Birthday Party’?!

They are totally edible, made of semi-sweet chocolate, then the edges were sipped into white chocolate then immediately dipped into hot pink sugar or tiny, colored balls.

I used my littlest scooper to form the ice cream balls, then set each on wax paper in a 9x13 pan and let them harden in the freezer overnight so all I had to do the day of the party was drop a ball in each cup…..

...and top each with a cherry! Now – I will admit…I took this picture in advance because I knew if I waited until party time, I’d totally forget to snap a photo. But what I ended up forgetting at they aprty – was putting on the cherries! :-( Oh well – they were still super cute and really yummy :-)

They tasted like an ice cream bar, ‘cept with more chocolate…never a bad thing! They, along with her very personalized cake helped make my babydoll’s very special birthday a little sweeter.

The ‘sweet’ for me was when she told me it was the best birthday she’d ever had. I love you Min! I'm so gald you had such a Happy Sweet 16!!!

Happy, Happy Birthday Baby!

My baby-doll turns 15 today!!

Every age has it’s trials and tribulations… first they can’t tell you where they hurt, then the teeth come in and the drool fountains begin, then of course there’s graduating from toddling to walking, the first day of school, losing the teeth, riding a bike, their age hitting the double digits, then the teen years, first day of jr. high, then high school, the first ‘big’ school dance – and the latest we’ve experienced in our house: the first kiss, and first love…wow – so many awesome as well as heartbreaking events!

And now my Minners is 15. It seems so much older than 14 – maybe because it’s right before 16 with the driving and the new freedom she’ll have.

I hate to use the old cliché ‘how time flies’, but man…it really does, ya know? Seems like yesterday that she’d want to sleep at the foot of our bed every night and now – we’re lucky if she comes out of her room at all...ever! I can actually miss her when she’s home!

Anyway – I love her more than life itself, she makes every day better than the last and even though she has a TON of her dads traits and habits I love her to the world’s end ;-)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MINNY!!!!!!

Robin's Egg Blue Paradise......

Is this dish to die for or what? It doesn't match anything I have yet I love it more than almost anything else I have! My mom, my sister and I went to the 'Rain of Glass Show'

as we do every year and this year, one of my neices came along as well. There's all sorts of collectable glassware...some gorgeous...some brings back memories as they are things my gramma owned, and some items are down right ugly! But most of all, it's fun to browse every stall and see what folks have for sale that particular year.
I usually walk away with some sort of treasure. Last year it was a square, pale yellow, refridgerator glass container that currently holds kosher salt next to my stove. I've also bought fun, glass toothpick holders, salt and peppers...whatever struck my fancy for the money I'd allowed myself to spend.
This year, I hadn't really allowed any budget for glassware. This year it would've been more of a luxury to make a purchase, but I always enjoy looking anyway :-) I did, though, happen along this beatiful robin's egg blue piece of bakeware - it's called Miramar of California. I salivated over it many times as we visited and passed by it's booth over and over again. I told my sister that it just screamed to have Macaroni-n-Cheese inside it! The contrast of colors would be so killer! The next thing I knew...my sister was telling me she was gonna buy it for me for my birthday and my mom immediately jumped in saying she wanted to go in halves! I coudn't believe it! The man selling the dish came down a few dollars and happily sold the gorgoues blue prize to my mom and sister, singing 'happy birthday' to me as he handed it over. I told him my birthday wasn't until September! Just then my sister stepped in telling me today was my birthday - and to have fun with the dish that I hadn't been able to take my eyes off of.
This isn't the first time my sister or my mom have done something so awesome out of the blue just to show their love and kindness - but it's the first time I've thanked them publicly. They deserve much more than this.....they deserve homemade mac-n-cheese! Suzanne and Mom...consider yourselves on the guest list......for life!!!

Today is THE day.....

Wow...how exciting is was to watch the inauguration today! It was inspiring and hopeful and true and real. My favorite part - word for word was:

"For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus — and non-believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace."

I hope these words come to pass. I know the ecomnomy and education and a host of other issues are pressing. But for all of us to be equal is this country....for all of us to have the most basic of human rights.....that's my wish.

Peace, good will and a joyous year ahead to all of you!

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr.......!

Okay - venting time!

I'm a daily bus rider - and while the folks I ride with are all business commuters (which means clean, usually decent smelling and 'normal' as opposed to the freaks I used to have to ride the train with! Um, hi...bathe much?!?!), it doesn't mean there's not a clod or two in the bunch. This is what pisses me off.....people who sit in the aisle seat and leave the window seat 'available'. I put quotes around 'available' because the aisle-sitter means to advertise just the opposite. What this action really means is "I'm a big snot and I don't want to share my space and nobody's gonna sit next to me. So there!" You know what I wanna say to that? "Grow the hell up and move your fat ass over! Do you know how stupid and ass-hole-ish this one thing makes you look?!" This also goes for the dorks who take up a seat next to them with their purse/briefcase/computer. "Yeah...Umm....pick up your shit and hold it on your lap. I do it every freaking day and so can you, you rude snot""

Next up.....people in the mall. Ya know what walking is just like? It's just like driving. So, when you exit a store, how 'bout checking both directions before you bust right out into the mall traffic strolling by? It'll only take a sec and you won't look like such a hap-hazard jerk with the only intinerary that matters. If you were going to turn onto a road from a side street, you'd stop and look before barrelling into traffic, right? Pretty much the same thing here without the twisting, crushing metal. Along these same lines....if you walk at a snails pace, how about moving to the edge of the walkway (as you would the right-most lane) rather than making everybody and their brother halt and deviate around you? Same goes for those who just come to a dead stop in the middle of the walkway - How 'bout not doing that?! If you need to search your purse for a tissue for junior's nose or need to locate your gift card for the upcoming department store, veer off to the 'shoulder' or the 'center median' and do your business there. I actually amost tripped over someone once when they stopped right in the middle of the walkway and crounched down to tie their shoe. I understand them not wanting to trip on their shoelace...but, hey, shuffle on over to the side and tie-up there, Buddy! Oh...and rather than darting over to the side and cutting off someone walking right behind you...give a quick look back and make your way to the side/center - kinda like checking your side mirrors and signaling.

Number three bitchable matter..... Doors - specifically entry doors. Lots of stores, restaurants, office buildings etc. have two - or - double doors, if you will. So....How come if there are two doors - allowing for easy, two-way traffic, do people inevitably wait for someone to pass through a single door before passing through the very same door themselves?! Yeah, um, Ding-a-Ling? Open the other freaking door and go on through! Fer craps' sake! There are TWO doors! Feel free to use one of your very own!" My God!!! Wake up people!

Lastly (for today anyway) - umbrella etiquette..... If it's raining and you are using an umbrella....get the hell out from under the awning!!!!!! Here in Portland where we can get lots of rain, this is an issue - but should be a non-issue if you ask me! If you are carrying a 'cover' over your head , don't walk under another cover...leave it for someone else who doesn't have a cover/umbrella...get it? Puh-lease!

Okay - that's enough for today - negativaty bring on more negativaty and that leaves us nowhere but in a murky mess. So.....Venting done! Let's get on with the day and let's make it a good one!

Our Halls Are Decked...

Our house smells like pine! Mmmmm.....nothing smells as good as a Christmas tree! Real pine, with sticky sap to dot your hands and the occasional dropped needle is the best - reminds you that the stuff in the Pine-Sol bottle is not pine you really want to smell!

Although we got our tree from a 'U-Cut' farm again this year, we did get it from a different farm than we have in the past several years. There was hot chocolate and Santa was there and they passed out candy canes...it was fun. But to me, the best part was that they had one of those machines to shake the crap - literally - out of the tree! Stray, brown needles went flying and, more importantly, any and all tiny, buggy critters as well! Then, our tree was wrapped in twine and loaded in our truck - that was a first for us, but boy did it make it easier to deal with once we got it home. Windy Hill Tree Farm in Ridgefield, WA has made me a customer for life!

Sunday evening was all about decorating at our house. Although December is my husband's fave month (after the 3 summer months, that is), he's never really been interested in the actual decorating aspect of Christmas, so my daughter and I dug right in, as usual. I have to admit, putting the lights on the tree is one of those chores like balancing your checkbook...the thought of doing it is waaaay worse than actually doing it. And, once it's done, you realize it wasn't all that bad afterall! But always, the best part is getting out all of the wonderful ornaments. We have so many special ornaments, that the plain, colored balls from some 25-odd years ago have fallen into the background and get used as 'filler' deep inside the tree - for extra sparkle - if they get hung at all. Not only do I buy my daughter an ornament every year, but my mom does as well (she buys me one too!). So each year, our collection grows by at least three, specially chosen ornaments. Stupidly, we've never thought to date each one on the bottom or wherever - so now that my daughter is 14, it can be hard to remember the exact year each ornament was recieved :-( But it does give us something to chat about every year as each sparkling gem is unwrapped and hung on a limb to shine for yet another season. Best of all, those new ornaments get to hang among all the special, dare I say 'vintage' (my childhood ornaments are vintage?!?!) decorations and ornaments. Just as shown above in the photo...that's my daughter's newest chosen glass-blown ornament, right next to my childhood elf, now 44 years old. What an awesome feeling it was to see them right next to each other on our tree.....

What is it about a Christmas tree that makes a home seem so warm....is it the glow of the colorful lights? Is it the sparkle and twinkle of the glass-blown ornaments? Maybe it's the mere idea and tradition that the tree brings. All I know is that our home feels different once the tree and decorations go up - and it's such a good feeling - One of childlike antipation. Christmas does bring out the child in all of us!

Yes, there is nothing like the Christmas tree to bring it all together. The Christmas tree is such an important part of our celebration that it so pains me to hear it called a 'Holiday tree'. It's not a holiday tree...it IS a Christmas tree! A decorated pine tree with tinsel and lights and ornaments IS a Christmas tree! Why would calling a Christmas tree, a Christmas tree be offensive to anyone? Are we gonna start calling a Jewish Menorah or a Kinara used for Kwanzaa a holiday candelabra? I'm not thinkin' so...! We gonna call a Dreidel a holiday top? Can you imagine the uproar if we did! Let's just call things what they are.....let us all have our traditions as they are....as they were meant to be.

Here's hoping your home is aglow in all the warm and loving tradtions of your own family, be they spiritually based, or not. One way or another, just dive in to the jingly season and enjoy it for all it's worth!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!

Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. There's something about all those wonderful aromas wafting about and family members murmuring and laughing throughout.... We all gather simply to be together. No gifts, no real 'plan' or formula like you can tend to fall into as you celebrate birthdays and such..... just a day of relaxed, festive hanging out. There's a holiday feel to everything...you sense an effervesence tickling the conversations...and everyone is just plain happy. I ask you, does it get any better?

I'm wishing all of you a wonderfully warm, happy, filling and satifying Thanksgiving. I hope you surround yourself with the love of family and/or friends and if you can't be near them, give them a thought now and then as you can be sure they're thinking of you too.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!

Hey!..or, Heeeeey...I was right!

No, this post isn't about Fonzie....but it IS about a big ol' thumbs up for me! My last post spoke of a certain mechanical baby and it's ill reporting of my daughter's treatment of it. Well....turns out the baby was the one who was ill! My daughter called me from school in the afternoon of the day she turned the baby in and told me she saw her teacher taking the baby out of the classroom in a cardboard box, telling my daughter as she passed by, "Your baby is going to the hospital!". Woohooo! I've never been so glad to hear someone was sick!
I late recieved an email from the teacher (in response to mine) in which she told me that she'd given the baby a diagnostic test and it had failed badly. So off to the baby hospital it went! She said my daughter would not have to take another baby home for another weekend (Yeah, um....I never had suggested that she should!). She did apologize that Malynn had such a difficult baby to deal with and added that she'd told the students that they could call her over the course of the weekend if they felt there was something wrong with their baby. Well...our baby ate, cried, slept and 'wet'......would you have thought something was wrong with it? The thought never crossed our minds. The only way we new something was up was after the print-out came back - and there was no denying that there was a major screw-up inside that little, plastic booboohead.
VICTORY!!! Yes, the feeling of big-headed victory over-took me....and it was sweeeeet!
Being right feels so good! Yes!
Okay - enough gloating....have a terrific day!

How Soon You Forget.....

This is my grandson Sean Henry......scared ya, huh?!?! ;-) This is actually one of those mechanical babies. My daughter brought it home for the weekend as part of her Family Health class. She chose the name by combining the name of one of her fave actors and the name of my grampa who she never had the pleasure to meet but has heard a lot about. I was tickled about that.
However...can I say that having our household tossed back into 'infant-land' for an entire weekend wasn't so 'tickel-ish?! WOW! it was tough...very tough.
Now, this project was my daughter's responsibility, but by 11:30 on that first night, when I went to her bedroom and saw tears in her eyes because the wailing infant was inconsolable, I wasn't about to abandon her. I mean, she's never even baby sat before let alone take care of a new born. So, my own baby and I bonded like never before, sharing the experience of taking care of her 'baby'...every single minute of it, all weekend long, day and night. It was exhausting but fun too.
I don't know if any you have had experince with one of these mechanical babies. They recognize their 'parent' via electronic chip sensor and they need feeding, consoling/rocking and their diaper changed, etc. These actions are noted within the baby and once the project is done, a print-out is extracted from the baby via the teacher's computer. This allows the teacher and student to see where the student may have not performed an action correctly or missed it altogether. However...my daughter brought this print-out home last night and the information seems to be anything but accurate. Among the misreportings, it seems to list many missed feedings - all of which were to have taken place when the baby was 'sleeping'. See, my daughter was required to keep a log of each and every action she took with the baby...and the records just don't match up. This was really unfortunate and made the experience 'less' all-around - worse yet, the inaccurate reporting left my daughter feeling like she was a bad mom and nothing could be further from the truth.
The teacher for her Family Health class will be welcomed by a lenthy email from me this morning as I checked every piece of 'baby-reported-info' and found error after error and made those facts known in my message to her last night. I know some parents defend their children to a fault these days....but this is not the case here. I've never been more proud of my daughter's performance...she was 100% attentive and never left that baby's side. Something about this project stinks as much as a baby's pooh-pooh diaper and I'm not gonna let this one slide. My daughter needs to take her lumps when necessary......but the only lumps here are the kinks in this baby's reporting mechanism. What a shame after a real learning and bonding weekend.
Anyhoo....all in all, tainted ending or not, we had a weekend to remember. It was exhausting and rewarding, it was fun and horrible, it went quickly yet lasted forever. My daughter learned a lot - most notably that she is in no way interested in having a baby for eons. And although I got a taste of 'gramma-ness' over the course of the weekend, I'm fine not tasting that again for well...eons.

One Day Late...

I meant to post this picture yesterday....
Pretty powerful, don't you think?
We had quite the Veteran's Day rememberances at work as we honored not only our employees who have served our country, but also any family members they wanted to mention. It was awesome. By the time the day was done, we had a list of 23 Veteran's honories - it was cool :-).
Those who serve have a quality about them that I lack - and I appreciate an admire them.
Hope your Veteran's Day was meaningful to you in it's own way.

Breakfast Love.....

Look at that egg....the top right one....is that a heart or is that a heart?! Nothing says 'love' like a heart and that is a heart! In our house, love is also a hot breakfast so today was a total double whammy!
Incidentally, the egg on the top left looks to be a fine rendering of the great USofA, no?! I believe it's rare enough to 'find' images in your food - although Mother Mary does seem to make several appearances each year all over the world - but two in one morning?! Aces!
Yes, hot breakfast is a constant in our house. Although lately my husband and daughter tend to lean towards eggs and toast, breakfast has been known to run the gammut - and I don't mind making the time to cook breakfast as it's the one meal I know my daughter will eat. She used to be a really good eater at every meal, willing to try new things and had lots of favorites from my arsenal of dishes, but she's fallen off as of late, so I'm glad she still wants to sit down with her dad and I to a hot meal in the morning.
I'll make just about anything that strikes my mood and will try to always serve some fruit (bananas, grapes, strawberries, grapefruit etc.) along with whatever ends up on the plate. Waffles are one of my daughter's faves.....but I'll also make her chocolate chip pancakes, french toast, pancake puffs (plain or with a little piece of sausage inside), omelets, and scrambled or fried eggs and/or egg whites. I try to change it up daily, but like I said, everyone seems to be stuck on the eggs/toast thing right now. My husband and I will also have oatmeal from time to time but for some reason, cold cereal has gone by the way-side....not sure how or why that happened...but after making hot breakfast every day, I've found that even offering a bowl of cold cereal will bring on looks that could kill!
Anyway...I just couldn't pass up sharing these 'eggs-straordinary' eggs! I hope your day got off to a tasty start!

Yes, we can.....

I can breathe again - last night at 8:02, I could finally breathe again. The channel I'd watched all evening with my husband and daughter suddenly declared Barack Obama, the 44th president of the United States. I know that may not sit well with some of you - but I wanted it so very badly.....I've never cared so much about an election. So, yes...today, I am feeling not only victorious - actually, not even victorious - but more, relieved and joyous. I have HOPE that positive change is on the way, HOPE that all, yes, really ALL people will be equal in the foreseeable future, and the HOPE I had for women being able to continue to have personal control over their own bodies has now been confirmed.
I see Barack Obama as someone who will lead us down a new path. A path to economic easing, less strife worldwide and new acceptance for all. One thing I don't see....a Black Man. It was so much the story last night...a huge step for Black America. Maybe I just don't get it.... All I see is a man...and HOPE, not color. Obama's victory is HOPE for all of us.....ALL of us.
I HOPE you can find your own HOPE and victory in this victory.

Conquer your fears....

I was late to work today......I was at the Marriott in downtown Portland....at an open-call....for the Next Food Network Star! Our local paper ran a piece about the casting call for one of my fave TV shows on Tuesday, so ever since I downloaded the 12-page application, I've been knee-deep in answering questions about myself and my love of cooking. The application was very detailed and some of the questions were a tiny bit hard to answer - because, although I know what I can cook and what I like to cook, putting into words why, was new.
Anyway....I've been a little stressed out since Tuesday and decided to go to the call, then not to go to the call about 27 times. But I had just told my daughter last weekend (when she was apprehensive about a social event), that if she let fear of the unknown stop her from doing things in life, she'd never do anything. Well, what kind of a role model would I be if I only talked the talk but didn't walk the walk? Plus, I'd already filled out all 12 pages of that flippin' application - so, like, I pretty much HAD to go to the casting call!
I was at the hotel by 6:45 this morning - and the shindig was to start at 9 (contrary to the paper listing it at 10). I sat in the lobby for quite a while, listening to the radio and I put my name on a list when I was able. At about 8:25, I went up to a conference room to wait with a few of the other 'cookies' till it was time to be interviewed. I was to be 'number 8', so I knew I'd be outta there and back to work before too, too long.
All kinds of people showed up to try out for the show. The old woman with the ultra-tan, orange make-up and 4-pack-a-day voice was a real treat. If the super tall dude in the chef's whites had dressed to intimidate, he'd accomplished his goal. One guy oozed ego and smug-ability enough that you figured he'd HAVE to be cast because every reality show has to have 'the guy you love to hate', right? Some people just had that TV 'look', like, you could totally picture watching them on your TV screen. People were, skinny, fat, gay, straight and every color of the rainbow. There was a dude with the longest pony tail I've ever seen. Some people were way older than I'd have ever thought would try out for something like this although I don't know what age has to do with it. I guess I feel like most of the people I've seen in the previous 4 seasons have been about 40 or younger - but several today were easily 50+. All in all, Portland gave the casting folks a good mix.
The first gal - who'd come down from Seattle, went in for her interview at about 8:50. I was glad things got under way early...less 'personal time' away from work. By the time I went in, it was about 10:00. The gal who spoke to me was really nice - very personable. She asked me lots of things that were in the application. Why do I want to be the "Next Food Network Star"? What kinds of things do I like to cook? What's my 'style'? What are some of my 'signature' dishes? I felt I'd answered the questions well enough and we had a nice chat. Before I knew it, I was walking to the door with the gal and she thanked me for coming and told me she and the other casting girl would be discussing 'possible hopefuls' and they'd be calling those people tonight to return for their 'call-back' tomorrow. I thanked her in return, walked out the door and headed for the elevators admid a hallway lined with other poeple still nervous for their own interview.
On my way back to the office, all I could think of was "why didn't I say this ?"and "why didn't I tell them that?" I came to the conclusion that it was really hard to remember anything I'd said at all and that I must have just vomitted blabbity words for the entire interview. Oh well, even if I was totally fine, I'm sure I won't be one of the 'lucky ones' this evening. That's not me being Polly Pouter, that's me wallowing in my total ordinary-ness. Yeah...I think I'm just too regular, normal and ordinary to be on a show that usually has a more colorful cast. Among them - the competitive, controling bitch, the guy who's a gigantic ass and thinks he's God's gift to everything culinary, the catering assistant who wants to show up their boss back home by showcasing their own creations. True, true a cooking-mom does shows up now and then, and I suppose my chance is as good as any other mom's. But - I'm not gonna freak out tonight waiting for my phone to ring, because, already got what I went for.
I conquered a fear today. I tried my best to show strangers who I was for no other reason than to promote myself, really. That's what an 'audition' is right? A chance to show people that you're totally awesome and that you're exactly what they're looking for? Sounds so snotty and conceited that way doesn't it? Oh well....If The Food Network doesn't find me to be good enough, I know a few people who do ;-)
Thank you to my family and friends who always tell me I can do anything! Today, I did!