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Supper in the park…

Three Line Tales, Week 62

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Supper In The Park

One night while out walking with her mother the little girl asked, “Mama that sign in the window says Quality Meats, what does it mean?” Her mother shivered and answered, “It’s where they sell dead animals that have been drained of blood and cut up to cook and eat; it’s false advertising, Darling.” Then she added with a grin, “We know quality meat is of one piece, fresh and filled wth heart pumping blood to drink straight from the neck and there is some over there walking in the park; so let’s go get some supper.”

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Friendly Fill-Ins Week 5


1. I used to love to eat those little puffy cheese things, I think they are called Cheeto’s, but now it repulses me.
2. I would never eat...anything I didn’t eat before. I guess I don’t eat whatever now because I think  I still wouldn’t like it, but now I love it…not.
3. I always cry when I see someone crying.  I don’t have to know them or why they  are crying just seeing their tears makes me have to fight my own tears.

4. Seeing and hearing very young children laughing always makes me laugh.

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Thursday, PB&J…


As I was eating my lunch of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich
my mind started doing its ditzy dance of silly wonderings.

One of the things I wondered was if anyone was afraid
of eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

So off to Googling I went.
Anything you might ever wonder about can be Googled.

There does not seem to be a phobia of eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
but there is a phobia about peanut butter.

the fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of your mouth

Who knew!

I suppose if you have dentures
peanut butter sticking to the roof of your mouth could be a problem.
But to the point of phobia?

Well, I do have an unusual fear. A phobia I guess.  
I will keep it to myself–for now anyway…It could show up in a post one day.
In fact it probably will.

Anyway, back to the peanut butter phobia.
I feel bad for arachibutyrophobes.
They are missing out on a wonderful sandwich and
peanut butter on toast and *gasp* peanut butter cookies.


Today, I think I will Google my fear and see if it has a phobia attached to it.

Photos: Google Images

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Friday, celebrating a new recipe…


I am not a great cook but I am a good basic sort of cook.  I do not even consider making something that has ingredients I have never heard of or if you can only get them at a “specialty” store.  So, I don’t make a lot of Martha Stewart meals.  But I do find a lot of easy recipes in the newspaper, yes I still get the newspaper, some magazines, and from blogs.

I am trying to eat healthier and that includes less beef, oh I do love me some hamburger, and more fish or vegetarian meals.  For the most part I have found that vegetarian meals tend to be a bit time-consuming and have some of those never heard of things in them.  I have, however, found a blogger that has recipes of the meatless variety that are quick and have things in them that are familiar to me.

The Simple Veganista is the place.

A  favorite that I found on her blog is, Chickpea of the Sea Sandwich/Salad it’s really good…okay, this is the only recipe from the Veganista I have made so far but I am going to try more…easy to make and inexpensive.  I have made it a couple of times and shared it with a neighbor, who also liked it a lot. And this neighbor is picky!  

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Today, I think I will celebrate with a Chickpea of the Sea Salad.

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Thursday, variety is a spice of life…

Example of an American grocery store aisle.

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I went to the grocery store today and as I was walking around I was struck by the variety of food (and other stuff but that’s for another blog) that is in the grocery store.  You can find just about anything you want.  I guess if you are a gourmet cook there are things that aren’t found at the local Piggly Wiggly but for those of us who are regular kitchen peeps there is more than enough to fill the buggy.

I like wandering around the store and just looking at the shelves of cans and bags and boxes, and the bins of fruits and vegetables.  Then, of course , there are the dairy and frozen food cases and rows of wine and beer and sodas and water.  Who knew there could so many kinds of water!

Well, this all got me thinking about how blessed we are with variety in life.  Not just food but in all aspects of life.  There is really no reason to become bored all you have to do is turn around and there is something different to see or hear or taste or feel.  No two experiences are exactly the same.

Today, I am thankful for the variety in life.

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Monday, I’m 19 today…

MEOW to all of you,

today is my BIRFDAY!  an halloween!  i don’t know what that is but it haz sumthin to do wif black cats like me so it mus be good.

its the day we call my birfday cause i don’t know xactly when i was born.  sumbody fownd me an my siblings ina field. 2 of us were dead so they thot our momcat must a died and they took us home.  when i was jus 6 weeks old i got my mama.  shes been wif me  ever since.

i had a dopted bruddeer Henry but he got kidknee failure and went to see our doctor and never came home.  mama cried.  I miss him but don’t tell mama she thinks I dint like Henry but he waz ok but so big! 18 pownds!

its my 19th birfday.  thats purrty old i guess.  i am feelin good  and sumtimes frisky but mosly i jus curl up and nap.  i don’t hear so good anymore an sumtimes mama really surprisez me when she comes up from behind me.  it’s a nice surprize.

when I waz bout 10 I got sick wif pankreetitus. it was awful!  i barfed all the time and my fur got all dry and dull, i hated that. after all fur is a ver important part of the cat misteek.

i still haz pankreetitus and so still have the barfin thing but mama found sum food i can eat that stays in my tummy mos of the time. she gets ver upset when I barfs my food.  i got real skinny bout 4 pownds but now i ways bout 6.  mama wood almos cry when she pet me cause my ribs stuk out.

mama got me sum treats for my birfday but only gave me a couple–they are soooo gooood.   i tries to get more but mama said too many wood make me sick to my tummy.  i no she will give me more later. an she haz sum chiken for me for supper, but only a taste…that stoopid barf thing ya no.

i writes a lot this time an my paws are tired an I need to find mama so I can nap on her lap. im sure she is ready to read her book,that’s a great time for a cat-lap-nap.