Saturday, April 28, 2007

This one is right on!

Your Eyes Should Be Brown

Your eyes reflect: Depth and wisdom

What's hidden behind your eyes: A tender heart

Nice ride

Thursday, April 26, 2007

Tell me why!!!!!!

I need the men to explain the reason why the Die Hard movies and Road House are on television almost every night. I honestly need to know.

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Macaroni and Cheese My Way

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by Michael Chiarello for Progresso® Foods

18 uncooked jumbo pasta shells
2 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil
1 cup uncooked chopped bacon or tasso ham
5 large shallots, finely chopped
1 clove garlic, finely chopped
1 tablespoon plus 1 1/2 teaspoons all-purpose flour
1 cup dry white wine or nonalcoholic white wine
2 cups whipping cream
1 cup shredded Fontina cheese (4 oz)
1/2 cup shredded sharp Cheddar cheese (2 oz)
2 tablespoons grated Parmesan cheese
18 medium to large shrimp (about 3/4 lb), peeled, deveined
2 cups lightly packed spinach leaves
1/4 teaspoon sea salt or kosher (coarse) salt
1/4 teaspoon ground white pepperRed pepper sauce, to taste
1/2 cup Progresso® Parmesan bread crumbs
1/4 cup chopped fresh Italian (flat-leaf) parsley

1. Cook pasta shells as directed on package; drain well.
2. Meanwhile, in 12-inch skillet, heat oil over medium-high heat.
Add bacon; cook, stirring occasionally until just crisp.
Stir in shallots and garlic; cook 3 to 4 minutes, stirring occasionally, until shallots are translucent.
Stir in flour; cook about 5 minutes, stirring constantly, to toast the flour.
Stir in wine; continue cooking, stirring occasionally, until almost dry.
3. Stir in whipping cream.
Heat to a simmer; cook 5 to 10 minutes, stirring occasionally, until sauce coats the back of a spoon.
Remove from heat; stir in cheeses, shrimp and spinach. Gently stir until cheeses are melted, spinach is wilted and shrimp are beginning to turn pink.
Stir in salt, white pepper and pepper sauce.
4. Set oven control to broil. In 2-quart casserole, place cooked pasta shells. Add shrimp mixture; gently fold into pasta. Sprinkle with bread crumbs and parsley.
Broil with top about 5 inches from heat 2 to 3 minutes or until bread crumbs are toasted.
6 servings

Milly's hints:

Make sure that you turn the broiler to low and keep a close eye on the bread crumbs. I didn’t have hot sauce in the house so we did without. Yep I know I’m an Okie so I’m suppose to have it at all times incase of snake bits and stuff but I’m the only one who uses it so I only purchase the stuff when I really need it.

Monday, April 23, 2007

Well I did start

I started working on my What I believe essay last week. I wrote it down in a note book then became busy with life. You know dealing with the children, the spouse, the job, church, and friends.

My children had pretty much hit the wall on me being gone from them at nights and it showed in every aspect of their lives. I’m back on days and they seem to be over joyed, they miss the dad but are gad to have mom home. Except today was my first day back on days and I get up at 4:20 am so when I decided to take a nap I TOOK A NAP! A friend came over to train me on the slides at church, I’ll be doing them some so I need to know how. That took hours to set up and work on. My husband wanted to look at desks and check out the log cabin show with friends then back here for brick oven pizza. Church brought a surprise no one showed up to run the slides so I ended up with them it may seem easy but you have to lead the singers and allow the minister his moment. The cool part is that they are very aware that we try our best and they appreciate what we do. I did nail the sermon I knew exactly when to go to the next slide. Sure it helps that he sets it up well and let me know what to listen for. Still I had to stay awake. I will need to remember not to look at the line up while they are singing.

Now for what I believe

I believe that my daughter has taken the note book with what I’m sure was a brilliant essay so I believe that until I find it or rewrite it I won’t be put on this blog. Until then I believe that God sends Love to us.

Sunday, April 22, 2007

Friday, April 20, 2007

Prayers for


His little girl came into this world this week and faces a fight. Please pray for her and her parents.

Thursday, April 19, 2007

We remember

Photo taken by my son

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

I just want this sand out of my shoe.

Ever have one of those days when running away seems like a great idea?
I feel like one of those whinny folks waiting for Moses and God to tell me where to go and what to do. Well lets just build and idol and start the party!

I have no reason to sit in a tub of self pity but here I am. I do have a list of reasons. We always have those don’t we!

Here’s some of them:
I need to have several thousands of dollars worth of work done on my home
I have a movie that won’t copy to disk for my son to turn in.
My daughter has decided that all the world is her stage so why not put on a show at school.
My son is thirteen
People where I work are sometimes rude
Women have moments in life that make us crazy so we shove chocolate in our faces.
I have several others but these are the ones I shared

On a bright note I spoke with a wonderful Christian lady today about unity. She shared a sweet little joke. I talked to her about the 24/7 prayer and how great it is. It still gives me goose bumps talking about it. She and I almost cried as we talked of Jesus and God.
My co-worker did a major amount of the side work that I normally do.
I got a hug from one of my favorite customers
My husband let me vent.
My husband purchased jewelry for me and Miss Littles to support a mission.

So I didn’t open the bottle and I haven’t melted any gold
I did shove chocolate in my face and I grumbled a bit.

I guess I won’t run away today.

Sunday, April 15, 2007

Picture it:

April 2007, it’s Saturday and I’m at work. I have just been told that I can leave early if I want. I want! I had to be in at 6:00 am that means that my alarm went off at 4:20am. I have to look good for those early morning home improvement shoppers. I know you care about the extra effort I give to be pretty when your looking for power tools or purchasing enough insecticide to poison every bug this side of the Mississippi. I know that what is waiting for me is something that others only dream of. It’s so amazing that I still can’t believe it was here in my home a dream come true .I told everyone I could about how great my evening was going to be. I took the early out and headed home.

I arrived excited to see things being brought into the house. Ok so her car was parked a bit over and that made it a bit difficult to pull in to the garage but who cares this night was to be one of the best nights ever. I helped them in with the packages and gave a quick tour of my kitchen then realized my children were home. Why are you home? I asked. Plans were changed because of the cold weather but they assured me that they were leaving soon. My son wanted us to see the final results of his history movie so we delighted in the bad acting and the lame jokes. I then changed cloths and started to think about what I wanted to do first. I was relieved to see my wonderful children go with their aunt for the rest of the evening. I stared to watch a movie while a flourish of pots and pans and ingredients began to drowned out the sound of my movie. Who cares I am being cooked for. As I settled in thinking movie, then bath, then a nap until it’s ready I was asked to dash off to the store for baking powder that is once they decided that it was powder not soda that they needed. No big deal a quick in and out then back to the movie that was changed to music while I was gone. New plan play with new ring tones on my phone I could add a song just incase you call hmmmm Amarillo By Morning is on this thing but it’s the wrong version I’m a Chris LeDoux fan so never mind that one. I settle down on the sofa and think about taking that bath. I guess after I go to the store for bread because they’ve eaten half the loaf while cooking plus the olive bread isn’t rising. I arrive at the bakery to find that they have no olive bread so I purchase a baguet and cheese bread. I also grabbed an ice tea so as not to drink too much diet soda, something I need to give up.

Now that bath tub is calling to me. . . no that’s my husband’s ring tone. We forgot the ham and it must come from the natural foods market on 91st . I battle the traffic and head that way. Relax a good meal waits. I crank up the radio and talk to the gas gauge. I’m on red and still have several blocks to go.

I can’t find this place on the corner so I call. On the corner. On the corner. You can repeat it several times and still not make it so. Catty corner from. . . .south east . . .it closes soon . .It’s right there on the corner. . . . .Hurry . . . . I drilled them as to what things are around it and they were clueless. The strip mall . . . .Why on this earth do we have so darn many strip malls? Finally I give up on them and pull in to survey the land. There it is NOT on the corner. I rush in to find that the only ham they have is shaved and that won’t do. I’m asked to buy a pound of Sunday Bacon. I then look around, I have earned a treat, something that says thanks for giving up your bath to rush around for them. I purchase some energy tea. I’ll try it tomorrow. I now am in need of gas. I stopped to fill up then call them to be sure that they are set much to my relief they were. Ihave squeezed my car in and out of the garage five times. Thank goodness no one needs new paint.

I had to remind them to check the cake, it was a bit over cooked. I had to help grill the steaks and shrimp. Somewhere in the mix I folded laundry. I also did the dishes. Lots of dishes.

Watching a movie with friends -great fun.
Listening to your husband and a friend cook -funny
Cooking with friends- wonderful

A meal fit for a queen- who cares- it's about the love
Running all over town- a pain
Spending time on the sofa taking to a dear friend about religion and aging parents while your spouses look up tattoos on line.

I love my kitchen because of nights like that. I love my friends because he can sit with me and tell me about his mom and I can talk about my dad. Because I can talk about the way I believe and he can give me his opinion, a valued one. . . as our spouses think of ways to poke ink into their skin.

Monday, April 09, 2007

What do you believe?

My brother sent me this
His minister challenged them to write an essay in 500 words or less. He did a great job and if he’s reading this he could give permission to copy some of his essay so that you could read it.

My challenge is that you write what you believe in as many words that you need. I’ll be working on mine this week.

Sunday, April 08, 2007

He is with us

As I sat quietly in the prayer room praying for those who were in need and praising those who had praises I realized that I spend such little time just being still. Don’t mean physically but spiritually. I tend to let my mind wander into what I did that day or what others said and what my children need foe the next day and so on. But the three hours I spent at church was about prayer so I prayed and talked. I also asked God to speak to me with scripture He did as He always does.

I spent some time with my eyes closed and listened. This is what I saw.

I stood twirling around in the desert wondering where I was going to go
I looked to the heavens for the things I’d need to keep me alive
I then looked about as if they should appear
Distracted by my own footprints I began to make silly designs in the sand with my feet
Not satisfied by that bit of art I sat and began to draw with my hands.
I soon became hot and thirsty
I was sure to die if I didn’t get the food needed to sustain my life
Walk on
So I walked on
I followed the sound of water bubbling up from a spring
When I reached the water I immersed myself in it
I came out clean and ready for the next part of the journey
What now I thought as I tossed a rock into the water
I watched the ripples
I peered into the pool at my reflection
I became focused on my face and how I looked
Night feel and I soon felt alone by morning I was sure that I would die out there by myself
Walk on
I fooled the smell of fresh baked bread, surely the smell of heaven on earth
I found bread sitting on a table just for me to devour
I ate as much as my body could hold for the moment
Walk on

I have yet to find my way out of the sand but the Lord provides what I need
He forgives my playfulness
He knows Milly walks off the path and provides cleansing water
He knows Milly needs His words to keep her focused
HE knows Milly

Saturday, April 07, 2007

Thank You


Sunday, April 01, 2007

A time to pray

As the new year was ushered in with celebration around the world, the Tulsa Year of Prayer kicked off -and now it's my churches time.

Several churches have joined the 24/7 of prayer. This is an amazing thing to be able to be a part of God’s plan for us and it going on all over the world right now. I will be clocking out of work this week and driving to my church for two hours of prayer. My husband and I plan to take our children with us to spend an hour of prayer time with them.

If you have a need for prayer or praise please feel free add it here. I promise to take them with me. You don't have to put your name on the prayers if you don't want to. Those who have come here looking for different things are welcome to ask for prayers.

I'll pray for Bob, Bob’s wife, Bob’s son.
Ms. C, who could be facing a return breast cancer and is very frightened
Praise for the lady who struck up a conversation with me today while we waited. You were a reminder to take our faces out of a magazine or cell phone and talk to people. You were so wonderful in witnessing to me about your healing and to tell me your story. To raise five boys with two divorces must have been a hardship. I’m so glad that God has led you to where you are now. I can still smell your perfume from our hug. You are blessed and you are a blessing. I will pray that God continues to show you how very blessed you are. Thank you for a reminder to keep telling it!
Those going and those who are in the mission field