Aeryun's Thoughts...

Who knew, as a toddle/little kid, that one day you would wish for someone to come in and tell you it was nap time? I brought it onto myself today. I could have let Jeff have the van, like a normal day, and gone to the store after he got home. But nooooo! I had to do the sweet thing, and take him to work so that we could go to lunch before I went to the store. No nap makes for a very tired Aery. I didn't remember being this tired with the other four. I remember, now. It is weird what you forget. I wonder if the lack of bringing a baby home this time will help me remember more, or if forgetting is kind of hardwired into our brains so that we continue to procreate?

My cat is worrying me. Her personality has done a 180 since we moved. Before she didn't want to have anything to do with anyone, unless you have food or pounce. Now, I have to keep my bedroom closed, or she's in here sleeping in the bed with us. She comes up to me at all times of the day wanting to be scratched and rubbed. I like the changes, but I've never heard of a cat changing it's personality so much. Hell, she even lets me hold her on my lap. She's NEVER liked that. Weird cat!

No recipe tonight. I don't feel up to typing it up. I'll try and give a dessert tomorrow to make up for today.

Today has been one of those not so nice pregnancy days. Nothing much to worry over, just a general lack of feeling good, no chance in hell of getting comfortable, and a very tired feeling all rolled into one. Add to that, I woke up with a headache (thats hasn't ever really gone away), and my boys decided that today was a good day to encourage eachother to jump off their dresser...yeah, all in all a sucky ass day. So, today you get a recipe and that's about it.

Cheesy Chicken and Rice

1 pkg Boneless skinless Chicken Thighs
2 sm cans or 1 big can of Cream of Chicken soup
1 sm can or 1 half of big can of milk
1 pkg Cheese
1 onion diced
1.5 cups of rice

Boil 1 big pot of water. Once boiling, add 2T salt and rice. Boil for 20 min.
Heat skillet, add enough oil to slightly coat bottom of the pan. Add onions and chicken and cook until onions are translucent, and chicken is opaque. Add soup and milk, stir until combined. Let simmer for 15 min. Add cheese, stir, and serve over rice after it is blended.

PS I think they should have pregnant as a mood. Cause it just encompasses so much.

I had planned on talking about how Jeff, and now it seems my daughter, has baby-itis. I'm just not feeling it for tonight, though. So I think I'm just going to ramble for a bit.

I now know what the guy from Alien felt like. None of my four ever moved this much, nor this forceful. This little dude has literally almost knocked the computer off my lap. I didn't think it was possible until I saw the damned thing lurch. LOL He makes my clothes jump, he makes my boobs jiggle. I'm glad it doesn't hurt like it looks like it should. He's kicked my bladder with surprising accuracy, as well as whatever part of the birth canal he's near. Those hurt. I imagine that when I'm getting kicked in the birth canal area, that's as close to knowing what a guy feels when he's kicked in the nuts as I am going to ever get. It hurts as much as I imagined it would. LOL

Brianna and I rearranged the living room today. We had to, I got sick of having to doge Wii controllers. So, we moved the kids desk from one wall of the corner it's in to the other, and moved my section of the couch down a foot or so, then moved the love seat next to it. Lots more room in here now. The coffee table might actually get to stay with my blessing now. (I hate that table, seriously hate it)

Took an accidental break from Snarry today. I was doing a Yahoo search for a Girl!Harry fic list, and stumbled across a hilarious HP/Marvel crossover. I have always been a fan of stories that took the way the Wizarding world was written, and show just how idiotic some of the things are. This story does it in spades, and in a very intelligent, yet funny manor. Unfortunately, I believe this fic has been abandoned. But this is one I'll enjoy just getting to what is here.

Yet another day with no writing done. I am very glad for the 500 word min in the Mini Fest. I highly doubt I'll be much over that. I may just give up writing all together after this is done. It's supposed to be fun, and for whatever reason it's not at the moment. I do really hope that changes. I had lots of fun and enjoyment writing MM. Maybe I'm just trying to hard?

Jeff's Medical Board Package was sent off to who ever makes the decisions today. Not as much fanfare over that as I thought there would be. We've only been waiting for, oh something like 2.5 to 3 years for this. Seriously, after a person is on a "Profile" (a Profile is what the Air Force calls what they put a person on when he cannot participate in PT, and/or has job restrictions.) for over a year. Jeff has been on a profile for at least three years, and I'm thinking it's closer to four. I'm not sure whether or not they include the time before the back surgery or not. *shrugs* Hopefully we will have a decision in a few months. Whether or not he appeals that decision, is another matter.

I also found out that the person I'm being a Surrogate for is planing on staying in the same suite as she is putting me in while I am in LA. While I understand the logic to this thinking, I am DREADING that time. After all that shit she put us through last month...it was already to the point where I fill up with dread when I get an email from her. I just want this over and done with, so that I can cut all ties with her. I have found that she is a user. She creates friendships with people expecting that to change how business works with them. She did it to her embryologist as well as her lawyer and his wife, and now she's done it to me. LOL Road to hell, I now know that personally. Still, want to do it again, though. Possibly, depends on the carrier abuse I get from the alien. LOL

I cannot believe I am saying this...But it hit me the other day how much I really want to move back home. I could have sworn I hated it there. I know I hate being that close to my mother. But, aside from that, I have the urge to be back there. Creeped me out when I realized, but it's still true. LOL

Going to try and continue adding recipes for as long as I can during this. Tonight's feature, what Jeff and Brianna lovingly call: Heartburn in a Bowl.

1 chuck roast (cut into inch cubes) or 1 package of boneless skinless Chicken thighs (cut into bite sized pieces)
2 med onions (cut into chunks)
2 green peppers (cut into chunks)
2 reg cans or 1 large can of diced tomatoes
2 reg cans or 1 large can or tomato sauce
1 can of Italian flavor tomato paste
1 1/2 cups of Italian dressing
Italian type herbs of your liking

Toss everything into a pan, (I use my lasagna pan), and stir until mixed completely. Put into a pre-heated 375 oven for 45 min to an hour. Serve over mashed potatoes.

So, I'm going to take today to bitch about writing, with a dessert recipe chaser. :)

I entered fandom late, like after OotP came out late. I had no idea there were fandoms out there, or what fanfiction was. A friend talked me into reading this, as she put it, really amazing story. I'm not sure I can agree with her opinion of the story, but I will always be happy I read it. (cannot say that about all the stuff that has been recommended to me to read) A little known epic, A Year Like No Other was my introduction to all things fandom and fanfiction. It also introduced me to a longing I had with the canon story, one that I could not name before reading this fic. Harry needed someone there for him, not just using him, but someone there to help him keep things together. And yes, what better person to do that than someone who was just as used and had been through everything Harry was heading for? Severus Snape. I wish I could say that I was one of the ones that saw through JKR's hate of all things Snape, but unfortunately (or fortunately, I'm not sure which would have been better in the end) I was blinded by what I like to call "Author knows best so follow along blindly". If for nothing else, I have to thank Aspen for removing those blinders. (even if Draco has taken over the story. *shudders*)

I spent a good year devouring all things Severitus, mentor, adoption. As long as it was Severus taking care of Harry, I was in heaven. Then, this other little know fic, Blood Magic. I hemmed and hawed over Severus' and Remus' relationship. Missy had to coach me through it. I had no idea what slash was. Needless to say, a second set of blinders got removed after that story. So, I then spent another year or so devouring all things Snarry. (ok, so I'm still eating through it like there is no tomorrow. But that's not got anything to do with me writing...or not much at this point. LOL)

Sometime during those years, Missy started writing Fanfiction herself, and being the best friend I am, I gladly beta'd for her. (Even if she was writing OFCs and Het) I think it took me another year to work up the courage to write something myself. Then, a bunny bit and would not let go. It was a Severitus, and it started out as my wanting to try and see how much I had gotten right with what I thought would happen in book seven. After said book, it turned into me trying to fix what I, and several in my family, considered a disaster of a book.

When I first started writing it, it was like I could never stop. I was writing all the time. Laundry piled up. A few dinners got burnt. I turned out the first 10 to 15 chapters in record time. Then, I had a pissy husband and muse and slowed down a bit. In the end it took about 2 years from my frist chapter posted to complete the story. ( I learned the hard way not to argue with your Muse. No matter how much you do not like the idea, write it anyway. If you still really don't like it, at least you have it out and can possibly tweak it, if not change it completely.) Well, I've pretty much been stalled since the end of MM. I've had two really good bunnies come by and nibble on me. But they haven't stuck around for long. And I have never experienced that feeling I had with the first chapters of MM.

I've looked at fests, and some of them where very interesting. But I've also seen and heard what is done to people who can't fulfil their end of the bargains, and just don't feel it's worth it. I don't think public humiliation is the way to deal with anyone. (I understand that the Mods are put in a tough situation with exchange fests. I'm not even going to debate that.) So, I had pretty much stayed away from fests completely. The the Snarry-a-thon was born, and I found a fest I could participate in with all my heart. Until I ended up spending most of the time in Greece waiting for idiot doctors to get their heads out of their asses and do a simple (turned out to be not so simple) transfer. So, there went my participation for writing for that. I did faithfully read just about every entry. I have written for BBtP Challenge for two years. But both of those were very short ficlets, and not very good IMHO. (Missy disagrees, but I say she is biased)

Then Accioslash posted about another no fuss, no stress fest...The Mini_Fest. I looked into it and went "Hey, I can do that!" So, I signed up. (now we get to what all this has been leading up to. why I feel the need to bitch about my writing) I've procrastinated, and dealt with life as it's smacked me Gibbs style, and yet I've still gotten a little written. And I actually love the idea. Yet, I can't seem to go any further than the start. It's written in narrative, and now it seems like everything I want to write is in dialog. Why can't I just stick to one damned style? Why is writing all of a sudden a chore? Where did that feeling of accomplishment go? And it's not just this fest fic. It's all writing. I pretty much had to make myself finish MM, as I refuse to have an abandoned fic. I would seriously love to know what in me changed to make writing such a pain to do. I do know part of it. I read entries from people bashing writers for SPaG errors, misused words, and for writing something they know nothing about, and virtually raise my hands and then ask myself why I'd want to put myself through such scrutiny and abuse. I had enough of that crap in school, why deal with it as a 30 something adult? But, that's not all of it. I read Well Known Authors stories and see those same errors and know that no one is perfect. I know this is done for fun, at least for me. (I don't want to write for money, that would take every last drop of fun from reading and writing) So, what else is keeping me held back, and how the hell do I fix it? I've grown because of fanfiction. Yes, that is true. My vocabulary, punctuation use, and several other areas have improved greatly. And most of all, what I had though of as an already pretty open mind, has been expanded tenfold. (I'm still a Taurus, and a full out Slytherin, so keep that in mind when dealing with me. LOL) So, how do I go about fixing whatever broke along the way?

Now, for the dessert chaser. :D

I got this, Better-Than-Almost-Anything Cake, in an email the other day. And figured I'd get the stuff to try it, while I was out getting what I had forgotten I needed for the pasta I posted about yesterday. I did everything in the directions, except on the cake I made to put the hot fudge topping on, I added enough heavy cream to the topping to make it pourable. Oh, did I mention I made two cakes? One hot fudge, and one caramel? No, Bad Jennifer! Yes, I made two. And they are both pretty damned good, and I don't like caramel. So, I suggest you try them. YUM!!!!! :D

So, I joined up for Wrisomifu. :D

A little over a month ago, my husband asked if I could make a baked pasta dish with seafood. So, I thought about it and after several tossed out ideas, this is what I came up with.


Mini Penne
.40 lb of both bay scallops and Shrimp (peel shrimp and cut into scallop size pieces) (the weight is a little weird because I asked for a large handful at the counter.)
8 oz of lump crab meat
1 lobster tail (removed from shell and cut into scallop sized pieces)
1/4 C heavy cream
2 1/2 C milk
2T butter and 2T margarine
4T flour
3 large garlic cloves (minced)
Parmesan and pecorino romano cheeses (grated)
Fresh mozzarella (Cubed)
Finely shredded mozzarella


As my favorite person on Food Network, Alton Brown, would say, "Preparation is your friend." Make sure you have everything cut up and ready before you start. I had to throw out one roux because I didn't. *hangs head in shame*

Preheat oven to 375 F. Boil water, cook pasta, drain and set aside. Melt butter and margarine over low heat, and add flour. You want a very pale roux here, so do not overcook or walk away. Add garlic once the roux is just starting to change color. Stir in milk and whisk continuously until the mixture boils. Add a handful each of parm and romano cheeses, whisk until fully incorporated. Add in scallops, shrimp, and lobster and remove from heat. Pour into a large mixing bowl, add mozzarella cubes and lump crab meat, and mix lightly. Add most of the pasta. (you can add it all, but I like a saucier mix, so I didn't.) Mix lightly until combined, and pour into a 13 x 9 glass baking dish. Top with shredded mozzarella, parm, and romano cheeses. Bake until cheese is just starting to brown, and serve.

Jeff's only complaint was, the garlic wasn't pronounced enough. So, next time I'll be making it with more garlic. I liked it as it is.

My cat, in all her cat glory, has decided that she likes these little sparly pompoms. Of course, they only come in a bage of 12 toys, and she won't play with any of the other toys in the bags. She also knows that there are more than one in each bag, and won't leave anyone alone until she has all three to play with.

Every weekday morning, we have a daily ritual. Jeff gets me up about 10 min before he leaves for work, then wakes the boys. I fix their breakfast, then get on the computer to keep myself awake until after they leave for school. (Not being able to drink caffine sucks! Although, I don't complain about the computer time, LOL.) After the boys eat and get dressed, they play "Find the cat toys". Well, I've tried hiding her extra balls just about everywhere I can think of. She either takes off with them herself, or, in the case of the desk drawer, snuffled all over the drawer until someone opened it to see what had her so interested thus allowing her to take off with them then too. I have finally found something she can't open...Her pounce bottle. :D

Although, now when she gets the ball, I have to watch and make sure she doesn't try and eat it. So far so good, she's only licked it to death.

So, I ask, is this a good cat toy, or a good cat torture? :D

Who needs them.

I swear. I fix them nummy foods like: orange and pineapple braised salmon, pan seared scallops, slow cooked ribs, all day pot roast, lasagna...and they have the audacity to complain because I refuse to fix Hamburger Helper. Really, who needs them? :P

LOL

WriSoMiFu, and went to check out the user info, where I found this along with a few other quotes. This one really struck a chord with me, though. :D


You must learn to overcome your very natural and appropriate revulsion for your own work.
William Gibson

Nicked for Accioslash. :D

The problem with LJ/IJ/DW: we all think we are so close, but really, we know nothing about each other. So ask me something you want to know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away. Then post this in your journal and find out what people don't know about you.

Drabble prompts? I don't know if anyone will remember, but a little while back I was asking for help about writing a fic. Well, I started thinking that maybe doing it in Drabble form wouldn't be so daunting, but because of who the main character(s) is, I'm not sure where to go to get them. I Wouldn't be part of any formal Drabble thingy, like the Snarry 100, Harry 100, and the like; but I'd like to see if promts would kick start things for me.

Sorry if this is just too vague, but I think my idea is fairly unique, and I'd like to keep it to myself until I've started posting. :)

Hugs to all, and thank you!

Aery

As it seems like the soap opera that has taken over my life isn't going to end any time soon, I'd like to post about something happier.

So, how would I go about finding safe dishes to try if I wanted to try something like Indiana (I'm guna leave it, cause it's so funny. But this should be Indian food. What can I say, I'm from Indiana. LOL) or Thai food? I love Chinese and Japanese, but I have a baby mouth and can't really handle spicy foods. Mild salsa has been known to be too hot for me. Yes, pathetic, I know. :)

So, any suggestions out there?

Hugs to all!

Nicked From Torino...And for once they got me pretty pegged.

You are The High Priestess

Science, Wisdom, Knowledge, Education.

The High Priestess is the card of knowledge, instinctual, supernatural, secret knowledge. She holds scrolls of arcane information that she might, or might not reveal to you. The moon crown on her head as well as the crescent by her foot indicates her willingness to illuminate what you otherwise might not see, reveal the secrets you need to know. The High Priestess is also associated with the moon however and can also indicate change or fluxuation, particularily when it comes to your moods.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

A phone on vibrate turns into a cat toy.

I has no Snarry saved in my email box to read. Nothing...what do I do? I always have some, but it all went poof. What do I do?


LOL

Surrogacy, writing, Harry, military, MPREG



Surrogacy: Not sure what else I could say that wouldn't be a repeat of something I've said before.

Writing: Wish I could find some motivation to do some more. I've got a really good plot bunny, just sitting here waiting for me to attack it, and I can't seem to do it. :(

Harry: He's my favorite character. It's his story, and without him none of the other characters would matter. Even my second favorite, Severus Snape.

Military: Again, not sure what else I can say that I haven't already. I am glad we have such a great military. I am not happy with the way they have jerked Jeff around and made his health problems worse instead of better. A 35 year old should not be in constant pain and be in the process to get a cane for back pain, that could have been cured had someone done their job and listened to him, instead of going almost two years telling him that is was a strained muscle, and to take this and he'd be better in no time.

MPREG: I loves it! What's the point of being magical if it can't do magical things?

You have a very wicked plot bunny bite you in the butt so hard you can't shake it off, yet you have no clue what so ever on how to start the thing, much less write the entire story?

Going through my plot buynny file, I found one of these. The idea is just too wicked to let go, yet, I have no clue how to start the darned thing. It's really damned annoying!

FIRST: If you've been tagged, you must write your answers in your own LJ and replace any question that you dislike with a new, original question.

SECOND: Tag eight sexy people.

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Well, I've finished going through my backlog of games fics, and this is the last one I am iffy about. "D For Defender" by Amand-r. Thoughts, concerns, oppinions please. :D

Thank you and Hugs!

Ok, so I am trying to get through the backlog of stories I have still left from when I was on vacation. I was wondering about the Warnings from "The Snidget" by Acidburn and Sinick. As a walking Kleenex box, just how bad would it be for Mrs. Over-emotional (that would be me) to read this?

Thank you in advance for the help!

Hugs,
Aery

As usual, my kids go back to school and I get one hell of a cold. This has been happening since my daughter started school, oh...11 years ago. My problem this year, I'm pregnant and can't drug myself to sleep at night. Does anyone have a none medicine related way to decongest? I can't lay down, I start coughing...I'm sick of coughing, my ribs are yelling at me from coughing so much.

Any advice is more than welcome! Thank you in advance! Homemade cookies, or candies, or whatever you would like emailed to you for the person that helps me sleep! :D

Hugs,
Aery