Archive | October 2011

Dating Site Tip #6

Ladies and gentlemen, it doesn’t do you any good to lie (or stretch the truth) about anything on the site because once you meet in person, we can pretty much see certain things you’ve lied about. Your height, for instance. If you’re my age (early 40s), you are no longer 6’6″ even though you were 20 years ago. Trust me, sweetheart, you’ve shrunk over the last 20 years.

Prince…Charming? – Online Dating – Week 5

Today, we’re veering off track a little so I can make a complete dork of myself in the following video. It’s about 8.5 minutes long, but hey, I’m conducting an experiment here, people! Besides, you get to laugh at me . . . a lot. That should help, right? Okay, maybe not. Watch it anyway.


And this is what I do when left to my own devices in the late hours…

Sweet and Sour Chicken (Modified)

Today, one of my bestest friends, Deni, has decided to share this recipe she tried out on her man the other night with great success. It was also Deni’s birthday yesterday, the 13th, so we’re wishing her a very happy birthday!

With cake!

Now, Deni hates Chinese food, so J never gets Chinese food, but Deni combined three separate recipes in a compromise….and she couldn’t stop eating it! Let’s check out her recipe!

Sweet and Sour Chicken

Stir Fry

4-6 large chicken breasts (into small cubes)
1 medium onion (thinly sliced)
1 green pepper (thinly sliced)
1 red pepper (thinly sliced)
2 cloves of garlic (crushed with garlic press)
4 tablespoons butter
And any other vegetable you see fit


1 cup apple cider vinegar
½ cup ketchup
2 tablespoons soy sauce
1 ½ cup sugar
1 can pineapple tidbits (juice and all)
½ cup chicken broth
2 tablespoons corn starch


Preheat oven to 350⁰ F.

9”x13” glass pan out (You can line with foil but I don’t bother.)

Melt 2 tablespoons butter into a large, deep skillet on medium to high heat. Sauté onion, peppers, and garlic in skillet for 5ish minutes, until onions are translucent. Pour ½ of mix into pan. Add 2 tablespoons of butter and chicken cubes, stir regularly, and cover until chicken is fully cooked. Once chicken is cooked, pour and mix into pan.

In small bowl, slowly stir corn starch into chicken broth. Add into skillet and stir in all remaining ingredients. Allow sauce to simmer for 3-5 minutes on med-low. This allows the corn starch to start to thicken the sauce. Pour over chicken, onion, peppers in glass pan. Cover with foil. Bake for 35 minutes. Remove foil and bake for another 10-15 minutes.

Serve over sticky rice (makes a large family size portion, so feel free to cut in half for smaller family).


Vive bene, spesso l’amore, di risata molto!

(live well, love much, and laugh often)

Dating Tip #5

Today’s tip, I got from Millionaire Matchmaker Patti Stanger, which is a hilariously awesome show and entertains me on many levels.

Don’t give too much information (TMI) on the first date, phone call, etc. because you have to leave some mystery, people. Besides, all those skeletons in your closet will come out down the road eventually. For now, keep that door locked tight, bolted, and put a dresser in front of it.

I don’t really need to worry. All of mine are pretty much online. *snorts*


Note: this was MY twist on something Patti said on the show because these posts are meant to be humorous at times.  Don’t read into it. Take it for what it is, folks.

Move On, Move Forward

I’ve been thinking about a lot of things lately, good and bad things, stupid things, things that annoy me, and I’ve had several posts running through my mind about each of those things. Then, the other day, I pretty much realized something that negates it all. I’d like to share that with you today, and then we’ll be moving on and moving forward.


I was going to write up a post about my ex-fiancé “unfriending” me on Facebook (from both of my accounts, which makes it not a coincidence), using the ‘calling him out on his shit’ method I’m not too bad at doing. Ask my disowned/disinherited family. They know quite well how good I am at that shit. In fact, I did write up the post about two weeks ago. It’s still in draft status, and it’s going to stay in draft status…

However, I’d like to dedicate this song to him… Another Hole in the Head

And we all know how I relate to music. So does he.

I wrote the post partly so I could use this in all it’s awesomeness…

And by all means, listen to me when I say….

Ever write a post based around a picture? Yeah, I know, right? BUT, I realized the other day that after all I’ve been through with him these last few years, with him walking away when life took a header into the toilet … I just don’t give a shit anymore.

Moving on. Moving forward.


I could write about the gossip that has me rolling on the floor laughing my ass off and giving Karma a serious high-five. No, really. We often don’t get to witness Karma in action. I often say that Karma is a bigger bitch than I choose to be. But as my uncle says, Karma may be a bitch, but she’s my bitch. Yeah, I think we’ll go with that one for this and listen to Remedy by Seether because those lyrics ROCK. But I’m not going to write anything else about this regardless of how amused I am, frankly, because I really just don’t give a shit anymore.

Moving on. Moving forward.


I could also write about so-called book reviewers who anonymously give low ratings to books they have or haven’t read just because they got into an argument with the author about another author’s book. I’m really hoping that’s not that case here because I think that’s pretty much the most chicken-shit and juvenile thing a person can do, along with claiming they were bullied by me when they weren’t. I’m not a bully. I’ve known several, however, and disowned or un-friended them. I don’t care for confrontation unless you force me into it. Plain and simple.

I don’t care if people don’t like my book(s), or even if they don’t give it any rating at all. Their opinion, much like the rest of the entire publishing industry, is merely subjective and I’ve had people much higher in publishing shred me and I took that with a grain of salt. But to attack another author over the argument that ensued on my book is just infantile and shows their age, much like the review did. So yeah, I actually do give a shit about this one, but after this point, I’m not going to give a shit anymore and let idiots like that bury themselves.

Moving on. Moving forward.


I would write about a great number of things, from jealousy to infidelity to betrayal to lying to manipulation to honesty to narcissism to burning at the stake to sacrificing a friendship to truth to whatever the fuck topic you can think of, but I believe there is truth in (mostly) silence (as my cousin has just discovered), that answering the moronic masses only creates more drama than I plan on dealing with, and…well, honestly, because I frankly just don’t give a shit anymore.

Moving on. Moving forward.


What I will write about is how empowered I feel lately, even through the extreme fatigue. How thinking about certain people doesn’t bring me pain anymore, and the only pain I have left to fight is the pinched nerve, but I can find the strength to get past that kind of pain. I’ve lived through much worse. How, regardless of my misanthropy, I still have hope for at least some of humanity because y’all surprise me every damn day. How I’ve inherited my mother’s sense of humor, but don’t ask me how, being the pessimist I am. How I’m no longer Walking Wounded and can smile with my head held high. And how I’ve chosen to live the next 37 years of my life (yes, I know how long I have left) on this earth just not giving a shit about what any of you decide to do to me, say to me or about me, or how you’re going to try to make me look to the rest of the world. Go ahead, cry wolf!

I’ll leave you with The Cave, a very empowering song. Go on, give it a listen.

Moving on. Moving forward.

But watch out for the kids wearing the Pumped Up Kicks.

Angel’s Wings gonna carry me away.

Now, go do something good and Fight Like A Girl!

Online Dating – Week 4

Today, we’re going to take a look at my “About Me” section on the dating site, and you guys get to critique it! That’s right, since most of you are writers, I’m recruiting you to tell me what in the hell is wrong with my “bio” … or not.

About Me:

I’m getting the feeling that the zombie stuff may be scaring some of you. LOL Guys, it’s all in fun and it’s business for me. I’m a vendor, selling gear that I design. I can’t say any more than that or they won’t approve this profile. =)

I am a shy gal, until I get to know someone, so for me to 1) even join this site, and 2) contact any of you first, is a huge step. Making the first move is not something I’m used to or comfortable with. So, let me tell you about myself…

I am a nocturnal geek. When you’re named after an original Star Trek cast member, you’re kind of stuck with the geek aspect, and yes, I love sci-fi. I really enjoy all kinds of movies with psychological thrillers being my favorite, and I do play video games along the lines of Tomb Raider and Dragon Age. I’m kind of tech savvy, but also love muscle cars, motorcycles, and tattoos (I have seven…tattoos). I’m working on finishing my B.A. in English with only a few classes left. I’ve decided to not allow Life to interrupt that goal anymore.

I like to laugh every day and love those who make me laugh. I’m quite grateful for and am very loyal to my friends, whom I’ve known for 20 or more years, and whose idea of fun is to debate scientific topics, politics, and religion, or whatever subject comes to mind, as well as play video games and attend events like Comic Cons (no, I don’t dress in costume), vampire balls, and zombie proms. If you think you can hang with that, drop me an email. =)

I like helping people when I can and always encourage others to follow their dreams. I used to work with special needs kids and at-risk teens, and I fostered a teen girl for two years, though I have no children of my own, unless you count my dog. =) I try to surround myself with positive people and will absolutely walk away from drama and manipulation.

I once drove to the Grand Canyon just because I’d never been there, spent 30 minutes taking pictures, and drove back home. Sometimes the drive itself is the best part. I also drove to Albuquerque just for a NIN concert once and got home by sunrise, and five weeks later drove to Irvine, CA to see another.

I’m most passionate about my writing, as I cannot seem to breathe without performing the act. My dreams and aspirations are very important to me, and I would appreciate a man who’s supportive of those, as I would be supportive of his dreams and aspirations, whatever they may be. I firmly believe that you should be happy in the work you do, and if you’re not happy, you should find something else to do. I’m an avid reader and like different types of books, from paranormal romance to anthropology textbooks and Shakespeare. If you’re a reader, that’s a plus.

The simplest thing can bring a smile to my face, whether it be an act of kindness, the smile on a child’s face, or an unforgettable view. I appreciate a beautiful Arizona sunset because of the artist in me. Family is very important to me and I care for my mother and check in on my aunt regularly.

Life is short. I just take it one day at a time. There’s not really an outline to live life by. I’m an honest person looking for the same. I’m not looking for Prince Charming, or for you to “complete” me. I write fictional romance and know those two things don’t have a place in reality. What I am looking for is someone who’s tall (since I’m an Amazon), real, and down to earth. If you treat me like a queen, I’ll treat you like a king. It’s as simple as that – mutual respect. I’m looking for someone who shares the same interests (education, music, lifestyle, etc.) and enjoys the hell out of life, and someone who loves to laugh and can laugh at themselves, because really, sometimes when things go wrong, all you can do is laugh. =D

First, I’d like to state that I really REALLY loathe writing shit like this up about myself. Second, HELP! Third, I have a feeling is going to owe me money…or another 6 months for free. LOL

So….too wordy? Sounds arrogant (which I am so not)? Too picky? What? What the fuck is it? At least I’m not talking about my ex like half the people on this goddamn site!

Easy Chicken Parmesan

I haven’t had a chance to post this super easy recipe until now. It comes to me by way of my sister-friend Deni, who is most awesome and also gave me the recipe for the Red Velvet Cupcakes! Deni made this for me one night about 10 years or so ago, before she really learned how to cook. =) This is basically one of those 30-minute meals. Perfect for today’s busy chef-on-the-go.

Easy Chicken Parmesan


4 to 5 boneless, skinless chicken breasts (or about a dozen or so boneless, skinless chicken tenders)

1/2 stick of butter (or 3 tablespoons of margarine)

Grated Parmesan cheese (Kraft or store brand will suffice)

1 lb. pasta (angel hair or fettuccine)

1 jar of Classico Florentine Spinach & Cheese sauce

Let’s bake! 

Line a 13×9 pan or glass baking dish with foil (for easy clean up) and preheat oven to 375˚. Melt butter in a bowl in the microwave (time varies, depending on your microwave) until thoroughly melted. Rinse chicken and coat both sides with butter, and then place in pan, bottom side up. Once all chicken is in the pan, layer with grated Parmesan cheese until mostly covered. Flip each piece over and repeat layer of grated Parmesan cheese.

Optional: You can add Italian spices, garlic or onion powder to this if you’d like. Just sprinkle over the top of the chicken.

Place chicken in oven. Times will vary, depending on how much and what type of chicken you’re baking. For 4 to 5 chicken breasts, bake for at least 30 minutes or until the top turns a golden brown. For chicken tenders, bake for at least 20 minutes or until the top turns a golden brown. If you choose to bake larger portions of chicken, you will have to adjust your baking times.

About halfway through chicken baking time, start your water for the pasta (don’t forget to add a few dashes of salt). Bring water to a boil and add pasta. Cook pasta according to package directions—approximately 10 minutes—and strain. You will need to rinse the pasta for this recipe. It’s the only time I’ll have you do so.

Once chicken and pasta are both ready, it’s time to dish out this entrée buffet-style.

Pile pasta on your plate and place chicken on top. Open the jar of sauce and pour it over the top of both. I don’t heat this sauce because you don’t have to—it’s already cooked. If you want, you can use your own sauce, or try my Marinara sauce (heated) with it.

Top with Parmesan cheese (or not) and serve. A salad and rolls or a baguette would go well with this.

That’s it!


Vive bene, spesso l’amore, di risata molto!

(live well, love much, and laugh often)