Picture Time

I think this is my favorite photo from the Chattanooga Market.

Kitchen experiments

I am not sure how I did it but I did.  I came out of my childhood and younger years and I don't really know how to make a good biscuit.  This may not seem like a horrid thing to most people.  Most people also never ate my Momma's or my Grandmother Wilhoite's biscuits (to which they are missing big time).  My family loves biscuits and I my husband joined in the mass addiction when he entered my family.  I think he already liked biscuits but the loving came when he had a Wilhoite biscuit.  Sadly Momma cannot teach me her secrets and my lovely sister has try to show me the tricks.  Well I still felt like a failure as I produced batch after batch of little bricks.

So I am trying again to teach myself.  I am no where near the cook Momma was but I will keep trying until I have something close to what she did.  I have baked a few batches and I am seeing fluffier biscuits each time.  Each time I notice they are not rising enough for my taste.  I will have to try and get an actual biscuit cutter.  I think using a glass is smushing them down too much.

My husband is the KING of the sneaky sneaky happy surprises

Yesterday was Valentines day and we say that we don't do it.  Well, I don't do it.  Jason on the other hand seems to be the sneaky husband who pampers his woman (aka ME).  Yesterday all I said I wanted was a bath and ice cream.  Which to be honest was the truth.  But my loving man had something else in mind.  He talked me into going to the Italian restaurant down the road since he was not feeling like cooking.  I really like the food there, so I said ok.  We get there and they have a Valentines dinner special and it was yummy bottle of wine, appetizer, meal and dessert for cheap!  After the appetizer was taken away the manager brings all the female patrons a red rose.  This I think was amazing bit of marketing because it was so nice!  Jason and I like to read when restaurants and that is what we were doing.  So he gets up and says he needs his Torts book from the car.  I nod and continue reading and drinking an excellent glass of wine.  A few minutes later he comes back says he left his tort book at school, ok.  Next our waitress walks up with a bunch of daisies!!  My favorite flower and what I carried on my wedding day.  Jason had called the florist beside the restaurant last week to get daisies in, and planned the whole night just for that one moment's look on my face.  It was very moving to me.  And that is one of the reasons why I love him beyond reasoning.

At Anne's wedding reception.

This is not the only time my husband has done this.  I think it was last year he had me meet him and friends downtown to give me a wooden box (I love boxes) the had a silver necklace in it.  There was the dress and jewelry surprise at Anne's wedding.  He actually left me in the hotel room to go buy me a dress that would match the jewelry that he was going to surprise me (pictured right)!  And for our anniversary he managed to surprise me with tickets to the Celtic Woman show that was in town.

Husband you do so much for me and I love it.  THANK YOU!!



Picture Time

 

Drummer in Coolidge Park

Why I dislike "jukebox" and "tube" radio stations

Ok first lets define what the heck I am talking about.  A jukebox station is a station that would be 90-95% automated and has no live personalities, think jackfm.  What I call a tube station are stations that produce little to none of their own content but do have shows with personalities from someplace else.  I do realize that there is a large expense to fully local radio station, so I would be shocked to find one.  But I don't think it is too unreasonable to think some local programming should be offered at sane hours of the day.  Keep in mind that I want/trained to be apart of this radio world but have not been able to break in.

I was born too late to hear the golden age of radio.  Those by gone days of radio shows, and yes many were syndicated but they just seemed more intelligent.  No longer do we value the theater of the mind but instead cave to the visions of others.  The radio waves now seem to be overpopulated with shock jocks who have nothing to say of value and are praised for idiotic pranks.

I hate the fact that i can move from region to region and hear the exact same shows.  I long to find a station that really caters to their local crowds and pull small artist from the crowd.  But I think those days are gone forever and we will be trapped in the cookie cutter world for radio.

A Feast for Crows

I just finished A Feast for Crows, like 10 min  ago.  I really enjoy this whole series but it is that a series and one book does not really stand alone.  That being said.  I love that this book gave notice to more of the "minor" characters like Sam.  I love Sam and I have loved Sam since he walked into the story.  I was not at all pleased with the way he left Arya but I love how she behaved in the story.  She is still one of my favorites.  I look forward to eventually getting more on her story.  What I did not like was the letter from Martin saying I have more but I don't want to make this book too long and then wait 5 years for the next book.  To which I am glad I started reading the series so late, I will only have to wait a few weeks to read the next book. 

The learning Curve

So a Law School had a forced curve.  If one does not fall into the curve they are gone.  What that means is that the lower 5-10% of the class was asked (told) not return for the spring semester.  Husband was in the top 50% this turn around which means he is alright and will be in school this semester.  He is already hard at work and trying to improve his standings.  I have my fingers crossed and ready to help him any way that I can.

I don't think I was ever in a course that enforced a curve.  This is a whole new type of stress for me.  I know that not only does Hubby have to prove himself but also beat others for the best grades.  I think I would have a melt down very quickly.

You may noticed I have started "Picture Time" posts.  I am going to do them every other Weds.

~Reading Update~

 

So I finished listening to Catching Fire.  I must admit I really enjoyed it.  The story seemed slow to start but picked up nicely.  One thing that irks me are the second books in trilogies that cannot stand alone.  It annoys when books just stop in the middle of a scene.  I know it is suppose to draw me in to the third book, but really it just annoys the crap out of me.  The main story had enough momentum that the ending did not need to be so jagged.  Just saying.  I am now listening to the second Anita Blake book The Laughing Corpse and enjoying the character so much.