Dating in the dark: take the dating experience to a new level
Looking for true love and can’t find it? People who have tried and liked “Dating in the Dark” says it take out the prejudices that occur when you judge someone based on what they look like.
“Dating in the Dark” not for you? Maybe PerfectMatch.com can help you find love.
What Was The Worst Thanksgiving Dish You’ve Ever Had?
Here are my top three, please add to the list:
Boiled onions.
People eat boiled onions? I was looking for the “wid it” as in what goes with it? Some meat, a potato, perhaps I lack sophistication but a just an onion? It didn’t help that I was the guest of my New England “in-laws” and while everyone was excited when the cover came off of the dish, I think my face read more along the lines of WTF? What were they going to serve next? Maize?
Stuffing with apricots and chestnuts.
I have to get used to the fact that some folk like fruit to accompany their meat. I’m not from that tribe. The stuffing was bland and gummy. I tried to doctor it up with gravy (wrong choice) and ended up spilling gravy on a tablecloth some grandmother crocheted during the depression with one hand and only a single candle for light. Dinner came to a complete stop while the host’s wife applied flour and seltzer water and shot me dirty looks. She then watched every bite go into my mouth. Apricots and turkey gravy? I’m scarred for life!
The savory gelatin mold.
Nothing says gross more than a jiggling, shaking mass of jellied salmon mousse, or some other savory jellied concoction. The person that makes this dish is usually closer to a hundred years old than I am, and back in the day, this used to be the thing. I can respect that, however, we’re in a new millennium. I’m from the generation that believes jellied things should be artificially flavored and taste like some fruit combination, like strawberries and bananas.
Tell me about your worst Thanksgiving dishes!
- Aunt B
Oh no, please don’t let it be the flu
This morning I woke up with a tingle in my throat. My first thought was, “Oh no, I hope I don’t have the flu”. Had my diet of organic vegetables, organic fruit, organic meat, fresh squeezed juice, popcorn, and the occasional french fry or two failed me? I hoped not. As I gulped down a potent elixir of fresh squeezed lime and lemon juice and a few echinacea tablets, I wondered how I would make a Thanksgiving dinner for 10 people while fighting a sore throat and fever.
Much to my delight, the tingle in my throat turned out to be a simple dry throat. My lemon and lime elixir wet my whistle enough to make the tingle go away. My diet of organic food had not failed me. I’ve waged a preemptive strike against the cold and flu.
Join me in my War Against the Cold and Flu Season.
- Mama
Robo nurse to the rescue?
Scientists and for profit companies are working at breakneck speed to create products to help the large Baby boomer population. Anyone interested in a Robo nurse? I’ll pass on this one.
Single Parenting, Dating and the Bedroom
Is it safe to have sex again? Well maybe. Recently I moved from a one-bedroom to a more spacious two-bedroom apartment and for the first time in two years I have my own private space.
Excuse me while I do a little dance.
Does this mean I’m ready to date? How do single parents do it? Do they sneak in the “friend with benefits” after hours and lock the bedroom door? Or do they only date when the child is at the home of the other custodial parent? What happens if (gasp!) the child walks in and…. You fill in the rest.
Thoughts of celibacy are spinning in my head.
Which brings me back to the bedroom.
Yes I’m a parent, but I’m still a person too. I’ve spent a year with the “tap turned off” if you know what I mean, I’d like to go out on a date.
New bedroom and it’s time to turn the “tap” back on.
Other single parents please chime in, but here’s what I think:
Be discreet, not everyone needs to know you’re dating or turning on the “tap.”
Put a lock on the bedroom door. Train the kids that your room is your private space.
No need to introduce everyone you date, to your kids. Not everyone loves a parade.
- Aunt B
My name is Mama and I have an addiction
When it comes to food, I am totally addicted. A bad mood, or even worst, a bad day can be completely erased with the right mixture of meat, veggies, potatoes, and a colorful drink.
Friendships have been made and lost over food. I still remember the time I thanked a ‘distant-relative’ by taking her out for lunch. She did the unthinkable and ordered soup, salad, a martini, a lobster dinner (market priced) and dessert. I was a mere college sophomore and could barely feed myself, let alone pay for a seafood feast. Needless to say, she doesn’t get much love around the holidays.
Today, one of my biggest obsessions is Carrot, Apple, Beet juice from the Whole Foods Juice Bar. I know, it sounds awful. Who in their right mind would want to drink carrot, apple, beet juice? Me. It is actually quite tasty. Oh, and the health benefits are amazing. It is an energy booster, colon cleanser, and immunity booster all rolled in one.
What is your addiction?
- Mama
Fighting Lupus: My personal story
Every Tuesday Mama shares a personal story.
This week’s story was written by an Anonymous person
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I’m a 38 year old single mom with a 17 year old son. I was diagnosed with Lupus 15 years ago and have had it come and go in and out of remission.
About six years ago it came out with a vengeance. We have tried every known medication, treatment, chemo all to no avail. Now my only hope is that a stem cell transplant will work, or that God will come and heal me. I don’t feel that my work here is done and I have been unwilling to give up the fight. But it’s been hard.
I went from doing all kinds of volunteer work with kids every day and working two jobs for me and my son, to being pretty much sentenced to a chair. I have been unable to do much, especially in the past year. The fatigue and pain gets unbearable. I cry over stupid things and wish that this was one big nightmare. But it’s not, it’s real and it doesn’t want to let go.
It’s hard on my family, especially my mom, to see me this way and I fight for all of them. But, what I do now isn’t living, especially when I used to be so active.
I pray all the time and I don’t understand why my prayers haven’t been answered. At first I said, I’ll go through this if it means one person could be helped. I still mean this, but with each passing day it gets harder to say that.
No one in my family has Lupus and I thank God for that every day. I would gladly take the pain for any of them. I spent most of 07 and 08 in the hospital. I was Lifeflighted eight times that year and they nearly lost me twice.
There are no support groups, not that I could get out anyway’s, in my area. I happen to stumbled up on this web site. If I can say one thing is that you can’t give up. You have to find that one thing in life that means everything to you and fight for it. Someday, someway, they will find the right answers to Lupus, and I hope I’m around to see and receive them.
- Anonymous
Mama’s Monday Favorite: Trees for the Future
Mama loves trees. When I’m having a bad day, I make a mad dash to the local park or the Los Angeles County Arboretum. When I found Trees for the Future, I knew it was a match made in heaven. Through them, I can plant trees, trees, and more trees.
Trees for the Future is based in Silver Springs, Maryland. Trees for the Future has worked to develop sustainable agroforestry programs in developing countries around the world since 1989. They work directly with communities and plant specific trees that meet the needs of the community. In 2007, over 9 million trees were planted by Trees for the Future and they hope to plan 250 million in 2009.
To find out more, plant your own trees, or get involved via volunteering, check them out online at Trees for the Future. Or, become a fan of MamasHealth on Facebook and we’ll plant a tree for you.
- Mama
**Mama’s Monday Favorite is the sole opinion of Mama. No monetary compensation was received for the feature. If you have a product that Mama might absolutely love, send Mama one of your products. If she likes it, she might list it as a Mama’s Monday Favorite.
