I’ve recently been searching for local Mexican restaurants, and seem to be finding a lot of similar reviews – BLAND FOOD.

What many people may not know, traditional Mexican food tends to be bland.  It just so happens that this popular ethnic food happens to be very Americanized – often making it spicy and overpowering.

That’s not how true Mexican food is at all.

Sure, it may be appealing to the typical gringo to have their plates bursting with spice and heat (spice doesn’t equate heat), but this actually takes away from the actual flavor of what is being consumed.

Take, for instance, pinto beans – frijoles.  Okay.  Bad example.  Those are generally plain, unless the masochists out there ruin them by pouring an entire bottle of Dave’s Insanity over them.  Beans are meant to be plain!!!  When I cook them, I add half an onion and about 6 slices of bacon into the kettle, per one pound of dried pintos.  It’s really best to leave the salt out.  Add it to taste when it’s time to eat.

Most Mexican dishes are generally bland.  Peppers are traditionally roasted over a fire, then optionally added at the diner’s discretion/request.  Can you say ON THE SIDE?

There’s literally nothing like gnawing on a roasted red chili in between several forks full of frijolitos y tamales.

Don’t even get me started on tamales.

If you’re headed out for a night of Mexican, wear your eatin’ pants.  I shit you not.  A serving of beans, Mexican rice, 2 tamales, and maybe a stuffed roasted poblano chile will have you crying – if you’re not a glutton.  If you are a gluttonous person, then those few items won’t bother you.  Feel free to add in a few street tacos and some chile relleno.  But don’t complain to me about the 10 extra pounds on your scale a week later.



Captain Obvious

Mindful conversation in public places is usually a good idea.  You never know who is lurking.

Yesterday, I stated an opinion and expressed concern about a serious situation.  Of course I got attacked and reported for sharing the original source of the evidence.  I’m surprised I wasn’t threatened with a slander suit.  Big deal.  It takes all kinds to make the world wide web go ’round.  It is what it is.  I simply blocked the person who attacked me.  Why?  Because I have no time for people who have nothing better to do than attack everyone for their opinions and concerns.

It does not surprise me anymore how less and less intelligent people are.

When I’m out and about, minding my own business, and a couple not even 12 feet from me attempts to start something, I have to wonder how many people searched my online existence, and sought out my profile picture.  What did it accomplish?  NADA – except for being ignored.  I have every right to express concern.  Especially when thousands of others have expressed the same concern for many years.

I stand my ground, and have contacted the proper people to investigate something which I’m almost 100% certain is factual, considering the evidence I was given.  And the fact that I have seen with my own eyeballs on numerous occasions.

End of discussion.


In light of something somewhat traumatizing that happened yesterday, I am sitting here listening to some of my favorite music as I have a couple of beverages.

Anyone who truly knows me, knows my beverage(s) of choice, and knows my music of choice.  When I combine the two, I get carried away, slightly inebriated, and acutely impassioned.

Since discovering this young man in May 2012 (I think it was around that time! I know it was 2012!), I just cannot get enough.  Any true David Garrett fan will say it is never enough.  The avid fans in Germany have been to countless shows.  Some have traveled around the world to see his shows.

Given that I do not work, and have a limited budget, I’ve had the privilege of seeing him a total of three times.  Health issues have also put the kibosh on any international travel for me.

That in mind, I’ve come to truly appreciate his music even more than in the past.  Especially since seeing him in Toronto last year.  When I first discovered him, I was completely head over heels star struck.  HOLY COW, was I star struck, to the point that I just about stuttered when I met him.  It’s like a freight train hit me full speed.  WHAM!!!  Emotions overload.  Yes, I cried when I met him – both times.

But now I’m really listening to the music.  I allow it to take me places I’ve never imagined.  Music is my escape.  I think I may have stated this before, but it literally occupies a quarter of my soul.  My husband and children occupy one half, and my two favorite artists own the fourth quadrant.

One of these days I’ll write an entry about that second artist – maybe.  But most people who truly know me might guess.

For now, as I patiently wait for the next time I see David Garrett, I’ll continue to enjoy videos from around the world, along with a beverage or two.




On A Happier Note

Now that I’ve dried my tears (again), after viewing over an hour’s worth of George Michael videos, I need something which will make me cry happy tears.

I can never say enough about this man.  I used to say ‘there are no words‘.  But now I say ‘there aren’t enough words’.  There just aren’t.  His talent just ‘does it’ for me.  I’ve tried repeatedly to find distractions, to keep my mind off of him.  I’m still trying.  I think I’m making a bit of progress.  I’ve almost stopped crying over the fact that he probably isn’t coming back to my country to perform.

I leave with this – my favorite.

Shared with permission from the person who uploaded it to YouTube.

Mending A Broken Heart

I’m just now able to blog about this.  So bear with me.  It’s very difficult.

For the past ten or so years, Christmas has always been a weird holiday for me.  It just brings on an entire range of emotions for me, and I don’t know why.  But this past Christmas delivered a gigantic spike through what little Christmas spirit I have left.

When my daughter came to me saying “Mom, don’t look at social media.  Someone died.  Someone big” with huge sad eyes, almost afraid to tell me, of course I had to find out.  But before I could look, I just asked her.

I cannot tell you how broken my heart was, or how many tears spilled from my eyes when she said “George Michael” … my all time favorite male singer … since forever.

Now, as a tribute, in memory, I post this short but sweet entry, and my top three favorite George Michael songs.





George, you will be missed. 😥 ♥


Just a quick PSA, for those who have had their vehicles stolen.

•  Never keep your insurance cards in your vehicle.  If you have a smart phone, most insurance companies have apps where you can log in and use the app as proof of insurance if you happen to get pulled over.

• Never keep any papers/receipts in your vehicle which can identify who you are, where you live, and what credit cards you have.

• Never keep anything of value in your vehicle.  Especially medications which may cost you an arm and a leg.

• Double check to make sure your registration does not contain your address.  It’s likely the vehicle thieves will come to your house next.  They stop at nothing if they feel they have an advantage.

• If you’re lucky enough to have your vehicle recovered, insist that the police department do a thorough search for any hidden drugs and weapons the criminals may have ‘left behind’.

• Once you’ve accepted your vehicle and driven it home, immediately make an appointment to have your vehicle defunked.  People are nasty.  And I’ll leave it at that.

City Of Stars

For those who have frequent ear worms, this is mine – since I saw La La Land, the multiple 2017 Golden Globe and Oscar award winning film.  Too bad about the best picture ‘mix up’.

This is not a movie critique, or a music critique.  I’m just sharing what I’ve recently been listening to.  I don’t purchase many CDs, and even less frequently do I purchase soundtracks.  But I just could not resist this.  I literally bought the CD before I even saw the film.

So, here you go.  You are welcome.

Listen Up!

Do people even listen anymore?  Recalling some words from a person I love dearly “Don’t look. LISTEN”, I often wonder how many people actually listen.  Many people only hear what they want to hear, and miss many things, like an important message, a cry for help, or the truth.

But that’s not why I’m writing this entry.

I’d like to share something I’ve recently been made aware of.  Thanks to a recent YouTubers React video, I’ve become slightly hooked on something called ASMR – autonomous sensory meridian response.

If you’re a sensory type of person – you like certain sounds, you like to touch and/or smell things – ASMR can be quite satisfying.  For those who have sensitive ears, even if they’re sensory, ASMR can be very uncomfortable.  I know of 2 people in my immediate family who cannot stand many sounds.

Maybe because I have significant hearing loss, it doesn’t bother me.

I’ve recently discovered just how sensory I am while browsing Tumblr.  I do not recall the exact keyword I typed in the search bar, but I was suddenly presented with a lot of video clips that were tagged with the word STIM, or stimming.  ASMR is tied with stimming.  It’s very popular among those with ADHD and ASD.  It can also be therapeutic for those who suffer from anxiety and depression.

When I first heard of ASMR, this gal’s videos were the first I listened to.  But BE FOREWARNED.  If you have any misophonia tendencies, you may want to avoid ASMR all the way around.  I’m sure you don’t want to smash your iPod, or your outrageously expensive smartphone.

After listening to a few typical ASMR videos, this guy showed up in my ‘suggestions’ bar, and I wound up down the YouTube hole once again. …..

Dozens of ASMR videos later, I’ve recently purchased a load of Floam and slime.  The glue industry has experienced a massive boost in sales due to all the how to make floam videos.  But I’m not that far into it – yet.  I don’t know if I want to go that far.  There’s a question of chemical safety when it comes to making your own slime and Floam.  Do your research before you start purchasing gallons of glue and boxes of Borax.

As with anything, ‘too much’ can cause trouble.  This may very well be the case with making your own slime and floam.  Everything in moderation, and with supervision if you’re a minor.

Meanwhile, I’m off to listen to more slime ASMR videos.  It’s just one of those oddly satisfying sounds.