Friday, April 18, 2014

Happy Good Friday Freestyles

TGIF once again.

And I meant to say TGIGF!

Thank God it's GOOD Friday!

Hence, Easter Sunday is coming up this weekend. Lent will be over for many of you. I don't do Lent. I am not Catholic. But I think it's a good idea for folks, though. I have known many a catholic and noncatholic who get a LOT of things- physical, emotional, spiritual, mental- taken care of. And that's a great thing.

Anyway, I have no plans. I don't go to church on sundays as it is - I prefer weekday services- so I am definitely not going on Sunday. That's when folks who don't go to church go to church. On Easter and Mother's day. I will stay home, thank you very much. I am nontraditional, boderline heathen, lol. Plus, I figured out from scrolling around on my Roku that my church has a Roku channel. Oh joy! Shouldn't have let me find that. Live streaming on the flat screen. GLORY! *church jog in the kitchen while I'm washing dishes and watching church*

I have had a decent week, albeit I am a little stressed still. Hopefully that will diminish with the nicer weather. Hopefully.

Food of the Week. I am still trying one, maybe two new recipes per week, preferably raw recipes. This seems to be working out pretty well, as it takes me no longer than 10-15 minutes to prepare and/or cook. I am down for that, honey.

Here's one that I tried: Celeriac, pear and rocket salad from the website Coconuts and Berries.

Here is my version.

I thought it was good. It's just that I'm not that big of a fan of celery. And celeriac tastes like celery, but not as strong, if that makes any sense. I kicked mines up a notch and added some walnuts.

And I didn't grow up on celeriac. Grandma was in the kitchen cooking up plenty of turnips (which I hated), but I don't remember her cooking up no celeriacs. I have only heard of it from somebody using it on some cooking show. And even then, I thought "That's an ugly vegetable. Who on earth would have thought to eat that?"

Celeriac is a root vegetable. Here is the one I bought.

It only cost $1.00, as they were on sale at the Whole Foods that day. They had some as big as a human head. I bought the smallest one. I am not a fan of root vegetables, but I thought I'd give it a try.

Peeling that sucker is more than a notion, though. You best not use your good vegetable peeler on that one or you gonna break it. The longest part of the process was peeling it and chopping it down into matchsticks. As you can see, my matchstick cuts aren't all that uniform. It looks like I was a bit tipsy while cutting it up, lol.

It was interesting. Like I said, I don't care much for the celery taste, but it was good.

And "rocket"... You know what that is? That is the british word for arugula. LOL! Who woulda thought that? We would've ALL lost money on Jeopardy behind that one.

I am not a fan of arugula unless it is mixed with something. And if I buy a container of it, I better eat it fast, within a week, or it wilts away. But it was good in this recipe.

Celeriac is actually very good for the body.

And the celeriac root is heavy as hell. So if a sucker runs up on me, I can bust him upside the head with it and knock him out!

All that is useful to me. I have looked up other recipes. *in my Bubba voice* You can broil it, you can bake it, you can fry it, you can sautee it, you can mash it, you can eat it raw.

I may try something else with it.

I have also taken a liking to spiralized veggies.

That's zuchinni and squash. I can use that like spaghetti. Or just straight sautee it.

Hmm hmm good.

Thought of the Day. Man. I have been watching too much news. Much of that is just to see the weather reports, because the weather is so trippy... hot one day, freeze warning the next.

But is it me, or is there a LOT of craziness going on? They still can't find the Malaysian airplane that went down. And a ferry boat capsized this week. Between those two events, close to 500 lives were lost. Hopefully it's less than that, as they are trying still get up in that ferry boat.

But just think of that. And I am not one to watch much news, but it is a way overwhelming. It makes me think.

I wrote a post titled "5 Minutes" some time back. One of my favorite ministers said the following:

You worry about the future. You wail about tomorrow. Get all depressed, let the circumstances get to you. The truth of the matter is that you don't know what's going to happen tomorrow.

Tomorrow isn't promised.

You can't even see 5 minutes in front of your face, people.

I have thought about that for a long time. The more I think about it, the more I realize how strong that statement is. We really don't know what will happen in the next 5 days or 5 hours, let alone 5 minutes. None of the passengers on any of those trips from point A to point B knew that THAT DAY would be the day of their death. And that is haunting. It truly is.

I myself try not to worry about the future. But it is hard with the media and all this outside distraction feeding my fears. So I must continue to do what I like to do: starve my fears and hope they die. That is a lifelong process.

My goal is to live in expectation. I like to expect some good "and suddenlys" in my life. And suddenly, something great happen to LadyLee. And suddenly something good happen to LadyLee in the next 5 days to LadyLee. And suddenly something good happen to LadyLee in the next 5 minutes.

And for me that could mean winning the lotto. Or it could mean making it through the day, and living to see one more day. It could mean getting 5 out of 10 things done on my "to-do" list for today. It could mean even mean the involuntary sneeze I may have in the next 5 minutes, where my body is trying to get rid of something that is not suppose to be there.

It's important to be thankful for the day... because we don't know what will happen tomorrow. We don't even know what will happen in the next 5 minutes. Let's hope and pray it's good things.

That's my mini food-for-thought, the freestyle edition. *throws mike to the ground and walks off*

Songs of the Week. It's gonna rain cats and dogs and frogs today in the ATL, so I need some rainy day music.

I love some Vesta. This is a song that never got any airplay, but it was a good song.

I heard this song last night, and I'd forgotten about it. "Whatever it Takes" by Anita Baker from the Compositions CD.

That's what I like to call "Begging after a man" song. Don't act! We ALL done "begged after a man" before. I know I have. Been awhile, though. Ya'll need to kick my azz if you see me doing that at my age now, lol. I don't do the desperation thing.

And my FAVORITE rainy day song, by a Anita Baker wannabe, lol.. Milara!

She is a bit dramatic in that song. But she's 1990s sharp, standing at the window wailing about a lost love!

That's the ultimate "my man done left me and now I'm crying". Don't act! We've all cried over that breakup.

I am particularly puzzled by the line at 1:37.

Oh Lawd I can see
So many eyes on me
And I imagine what they're saying...
They say I'm a fool.
They say I'm a fool,
If I'm still in love with you.
Don't they know I'm only human?

And she sings with SUCH emotion when she sings "Don't they know I'm only human."Ha! How self-conscious we become in these situations. I never look at any stranger on the street and say "She's a fool cuz she still in love with that dude."

I like Milara, but she is WAY over the top. But that's a good song. And she is sharp while standing at the window and wailing hard. I do think that I would be standing there in my pajamas. LOL

And that's my Friday freestyles for the week. You would think I would spread this out over the week, right?


You have a good Easter weekend.

On purpose.

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Best Juice Ever


I was walking through a natural foods store and I saw this.

Something called "Chuice".


First off, there is a LOT of stuff floating around in that bottle. A lot.

Second, you may have to blow it up to see it, but look at that price!


$28.99 for a half gallon of juice!

What. in. the. world.

Why pay THAT much for juice? Granted, this place gives a 5% discount to members (which I think is absurdly low, even if I am not a member).

But that's pricey. Part of me wanted to pop it open and take a swig.

(No way did I do such a thing. But it's funny to think about such a thing).


They DID have a smaller bottle, though.

It was $7.00.

That is still expensive, but I was nosy. So I bought it.

Look at what it contains: "Over 45 all natural fruit, vegetables, seeds and herbs"

That's a lot going on.

And you can see it in the list of ingredients.

Now that don't make much sense to me, putting all that stuff in one bottle like that. That looks like somebody just opened the fridge and the cupboard and threw EVERYTHING in sight in a blender.

No way this could be any good.

And look at all that stuff floating around in it.
I thought it was a few things just floating around, but this was all throughout the juice.

Leaves and seeds and such....

Maybe if they could have placed it in a blender for another 30 minutes or so.

But you know what? That was the BEST juice I've ever had. BEST. The best juice ever. Very fresh, and very good.

(It'd better be for 7 bucks. That is all).

True enough, I was chewing like a cow the whole time. And I guess that's what the name was all about... I was actually chewing the whole time while I was drinking it.

But it was GREAT.

My only problem with it was that it wasn't organic and there was no expiration date on it. It would be a shame to pay close to $30 for a half gallon and not know it was going to spoil.

And I like my fresh green juices to be very heavy on the vegetable side, and lighter on the fruit.

I'm not sure I want to pay that much anyway. But my $7 bottle was a real treat.

And the story of how it came about is quite interesting.

I wonder if I can make that at home.


I don't think I have THAT many ingredients in my fridge and kitchen cabinet!

Friday, April 11, 2014

Friday Freestyles

Friday is here.

And it is Payday.

*throws one single solitary piece of glitter*

Most bills are paid already... I think. My stuff is on automatic at the bank. I learned yesterday that I am a month ahead on the gas and light bill. I hate when that happens. Ugh. That stuff is not due again until June.

I am glad to make it through another week of the funky schedule at work. Yesterday morning I got in a little later. I really just wanted to leave the house when it wasn't still nightime, i.e., dark. I don't like that at all. I even scheduled my chiropractor appointment last Wednesday in the morning on purpose. I just wanted to be out after the sunrise.

The schedule is a drag, and yes it is a high class problem. But something happens with me some 10 days before the cycle hits. And I shouldn't have to explain that to you womens out there. So I don't think this is too much information. Lupus symptoms worsen with PMS onsets. I notice whatever strange symptom I have at the time worsens severely. What is interesting is that this does not occur if I eat very cleanly.  I don't feel nothing at all if I am consistently walking a couple of miles a day. I barely even notice anything. A little tired or something, I suppose. A worse ache in a joint here or there. I am rarely knocked off my feet, which is a good thing. This is why I try to do the right thing, which for me is to hit the fruit and veggies hard.  And this has been a good month. I barely have had anything processed, fried or sugary. There has been no dairy. So everything has been good for me, physical wise.

I have cognitive issues, though. And with this frickin' job schedule change, I am way off my usual schedule. I am messing up on my medications. I may even forget to take them. My sleep schedule was already not that great, but it is totally jacked up now. I am just having a hard time adjusting. I find myself frustrated, confused, impatient with myself, and downright irritable. I had a hard time even writing this week. And when I get like that, I get real quiet. I just don't have anyone in my presence to talk with about with these things who will understand, and it is difficult. (I've been blown off way too much. Easier to let folk just think I am mad. Much easier. The more I don't have to think about placating folk, the better).

I catch up with the lady I met when I had iron infusions from time to time. We have the same pattern of symptoms, and that's the first person I have ever met who is that close. And she is 20 years older than me, so she can answer some of my questions about the whole cognitive component. So I may call her. I think we have to have regular talks. You know me, a 5 minute talk does me good.

As for now, I am working on getting back on schedule with my meds and such. I may have to keep the current work schedule because I don't think I could take an abrupt change back to the old one I have had for years. I have a doctor's appointment at the end of the month. And I will see what she says. I can hear her right now, though..."Why didn't you just take the whole month off?" And she is going to suggest I keep the same schedule.


(She hates my job. I am not interested in it anymore and it has stressed me over the years. Sigh).

So that is just a little glimpse into the emotional and mental space of LadyLee. Like I said, I don't talk about this type of thing because it is something I rarely notice. Aunt Flo showed up yesterday and I feel GREAT today. Imagine that. Hormones back in order. Sigh.

On to more interesting things...

Recipe of the Week. Kale and Cabbage Salad, taken from the Rawmazing website.

There are a TON of raw websites around, but this site is really nice. Just the pictures... wow.  She said somewhere that one picture could be used, and a link back is required. I hope I am doing that right. My pictures aren't as elegant as hers.

This was really good. Fast and easy, taking less than 15 minutes from start to finish. It was chocked full og good stuff... kale and red cabbage and pumpkin seeds and cranberries. And the sauce/dressing for it was the best thing ever. Heck, I made up a batch of that to use as my own regular salad dressing. The major components are dijon mustard and cashews. It almost has some strange cheese effect. It is WONDERFUL. I will be making that again.

Quote of the Week:  From that Platinum Card Carryin' Original Oldgirl Chele in her blog post "Make A Choice":

"My present circumstances do not determine my level of happiness. My happiness is not determined by any outside source. My level of happiness or actually my joy is a choice that I have to make every day regardless of what else is going on around me."

I commented that I was going to snatch that. It is right on time. I wrote it on a piece of paper. And I now write it high up on the walls of The House of LadyLee.

Post of the Week:  By BluJewel, who is in the middle of a very interesting month long blog challenge right now. The subject matter for this post was to talk about "someone who has made your life hell and treated you like shit". 

And I just paused at the title, because Blu is way cool. I can't imagine ANYONE giving her hell and treating her like shit. I just can't imagine. This chick took time out and talked me through a bad mammogram issue last year. I hung on her every word and direction. She's just a really cool chick.

But the person she talked about was her mother. And she mentioned that she has never revealed it before. I can't remember her talking about it. It brought tears to my eyes because I feel the same way about my own mother. And it's always some dark cloud hovering over my head, or nearby, to even feel that way in my heart. But I read her post, and I felt like someone understood me and my feelings. I don't feel alone. And that in itself is a reason to exhale. So thanks for that post Blu. I sure am learning much about you in these posts. You know I have and always will see you as the perfect female. You even have the perfect British accent. But your posts have shown me how perfectly wonderful you are.

Song of the Week. One that I am listening to right now... one that has one of my favorite spoken word preambles. See if you can guess what it is from this:

You know this old world, it just keeps on spinning around and around 
You know sometimes it just spins to fast
And you not only lose your balance but you lose your rhythm.
And it's at times like these that you just need to STOP
And  not only find your way again, but find your own rhythm
Because life has a rhythm
And Mother Nature has a rhythm
And love... 
Oh yes love has a rhythm!

That Rhythm of Love CD is one of my favorite Anita Baker CDs. That CD was fabulous! *two snaps up*

It's so good that I just gotta post another song.

"You can't do right, 'cause you the wrong maaaaaaan!!!"

*ten snaps in a circle*


I like Anita Baker.

With that said, I am out. I am throwing my one remaining piece of glitter.

I am going to have a good weekend on the sole fact that I don't have to be at work at the crack of dawn.

You have a good weekend.

On purpose, honey child. On purpose.

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Lessons in Bootleg

Do you understand the meaning of the word "bootleg"?

It's explaining how ghetto LadyLee is.

If not, here's a clear picture of what bootleg is:


Don't act. You KNOW some of ya'll had the new TV on top of the old one when you were little. The new television sat on top of the floor model set that went out.

Am I the only one? I hope not. Maybe that's a southern thing. Who knows.

Let's not even talk about the cords wrapped around the staircase post like it is. I only did that to help Oscar-Tyrone. He 'bout bust his azz one day coming down those stairs and tripping up over the cord. The Oldcat did not take pleasure with being laughed at like that. And I myself wasn't happy about seeing the TV wobble when Oscar tripped on the cord. Ugh.

I brought that TV downstairs on Christmas to use with the Roku, as the Roku does not hook up to the old one...

And it's April, and I haven't taken the flatscreen back upstairs to the spare bedroom.

I rarely go upstairs. I was thinking about buying another TV and taking that one back upstairs. But the tube TV works just fine.

Plus my sister bought that old tube tv for me at an estate sale for $35 a couple of years ago. I don't want to get rid of my sister's gift. And it is too heavy for me to take upstairs. Sigh.

So for now, bootleg is the order of the day.

And this gives me a chance to play my song of the week. Of course it has NOTHING to do with bootleg.

I just like how it begins, and how I bootleged it for the opening words of this very post:

"Do you understand the metaphoric phrase Lyte as a Rock? It's explaining how heavy the young lady is."