An Accessory I'd Like to Get

ac·ces·so·ry  

(noun) a thing that can be added to something else in order to make it more useful, versatile, or attractive.

Now this is my kind of accessory.

Can You Say Yum?

I don't know if there are any of you that like Banana Pudding but I thought I'd share this recipe for those who do.  I've never been a big fan of it as it's not my favorite dessert but I have eaten it from time to time. 

However, this recipe is delish!  It really takes no more than about 15 minutes to make.

My own pudding masterpiece below.

Banana Pudding

Ingredients:

2 - Cups Milk
1 - Large Package Jello Instant Vanilla Pudding & Pie Filling
2 - 8 oz Cool Whip
1 - Can Eagle Brand Sweetened Condensed Milk
5-6 Bananas (I use 6, others have used less but then again I think it depends on the dish you're preparing the dessert in or if you like more bananas with your pudding or not.)
1 - Box Vanilla Wafers

Directions:

Using a whisk, mix Jello Instant Vanilla Pudding & Pie Filling and 2 cups of milk in bowl until it is pudding consistency.  Stir in the can of Eagle Brand Sweetended Condensed Milk and then stir in the two containers of 8 ounce Cool Whip.

Layer as follows:

Start with Vanilla Wafers in bottom of dish, then add a layer of bananas, then a layer of pudding mixture.  Repeat until you are to the top of your dish or out of mixture ending with pudding mixture.  Sprinkle crushed Vanilla Wafers on top or add another layer of Vanilla Wafers.  I didn't crush my Vanilla Wafers on top.  I just added enough to give it a flower effect so you can be creative and do it however you'd like.

Grab a bowl and a spoon.  Fill.  Eat. Enjoy!

Impractical Jokers

This is a new show I like. I don't watch it on a regular basis but when I do accidentally catch it on, I'll sit down and watch it.

Impractical Jokers is a little warped and twisted but funny nonetheless. It's a group of 4 friends that basically dare one another to do some ridiculously stupid stuff.  There are hidden cameras that record these guided dares.  Throughout the show, they compete against each other to accomplish the goals of the dares.  They get creative in accomplishing some of their dares and sometimes they fail to do whatever action or phrase/word they are supposed to do or say.  At the end of the show, there is an ultimate dare for the loser(s).

Like I said, they do dumb stuff but I still find it hilarious, especially the reactions and expressions of their innocent victims.  Most times their expressions read "Wth?". Sal cracks me up.  His expressions a lot of the times are absolutely priceless.

This is the episode, Roommate From Hell:

 

and Joe & Murr Teach Exercise Class:

  

and the Guys Get Advice from Customers at the Pharmacy:

From My Personal Vault

Initially I had typed up a rather personal post just to ultimately left click, hold, select and delete.  I guess I don’t feel as comfortable putting some feelings out there as I had originally hoped.

So in the same spirit of posting something personal, I’m posting this instead. I wrote this poem back in October 2007.  Up until then, I had written a handful of poems in my life, most when I was in junior high for a grade.  This one was the first amateur attempt at putting my feelings down in a poetic effort to convey them. 

It’s amazingly odd that even though it’s been several years ago since I composed this and some circumstances that led to this poem have changed, many of the lines still fit and are still felt regardless of the time that has passed. 

My hand written sentiment (by using the mouse in Paint) dates back even before 2007 but since it goes hand in hand with the poem included in this blog, it seemed fitting to add it to the post.

Time and Again

I lay in bed not quite asleep,

Reminding myself exactly what you mean to me.

I replay in my mind conversations past,

Speculating, wondering how long will my addiction last.

Will it be weeks, months? How many years down the road?

Will it ever end, will these emotions grow old?

With each beat of my heart, I can't imagine an end

Then my mind exclaims Hello! and reality sets in.

I presume it's simply to keep my feelings safe

'Cause I'm walking in Love, an unfamiliar place.

I often reflect on how you make me feel,

I need to pinch myself to be sure it's real.

An ambiance so delightful as if it's something new,

It must be from my feelings, of being in love with you.

So many similarities, or at least that's what you say

Yet different enough to feel new at the end of every day.

Each time I speak with you and I hear your voice,

I smile, I laugh, I love .... you leave me little choice.

I embrace those far too few moments of those extraordinary days,

I understand at this point in time, it's best to let happen what may.

I try not to think about what tomorrow may bring,

It's hard wanting more of this unique and special thing.

Since tomorrow never comes, I'll love you for today

As I have been for some time now, which leaves little left to say.

by darkeyedbrunette aka Deb

Zen + Dance + Sensual + Fitness = .......

I'm Out for a Bit

The work week is over, again. Finally.

I'll soon be headed home to take my youngest to the doctor. 

She's been feeling sick the past week.  She missed school Wednesday, went yesterday and then was absent again today.  Luckily, when I called early this morning her doctor was able to squeeze her in with a late afternoon appointment. 

After that, back home we will go.  I'm sure she'll go right back to bed and I'll workout on the treadmill and hopefully fit in a good power nap following.  I'm tired due to not sleeping well.  There's nothing like being up at 1 in the morning cleaning.  I even look tired.  I need zzZZZ's.

  

Then from 7-9 PM, you can find me here:

 I'll be de-stressing and completely clothed while I'm doing it, you dirty minded peeps.

Move On Already

I've been divorced for 3 years now.  I was separated for quite some time before that.  The ex's current means of having a one way dialogue with me is via fb messages.  I guess I should be thankful the text messages have paused, for now anyway.  I don't go out of my way to talk bad about him but there are times, many times, he pulls deliberate stunts that cause to me to umm, how should I say, vent passionately.

I don't talk to him on the phone.  I don't have any desire to. I don't see him to speak with him. Again, I have no desire to.  I can't even remember the last time I spoke to him, it's been years. We're divorced.  I like it that way.  He knows that I do not want to involve myself with him in any way shape or form.  We will never be "friends".  The book to that chapter of my life is closed.  I'm done, been done, staying done.  Finito.  Sending me random messages is not going to change that.  It's not going to change how I feel.  It's not going to cause some miracle to happen.  I don't miss you.  I don't care about you.  I certainly do not love you. 

We are not getting back together.  Ever.