Drama in the Wal-Mart Bathroom

I love a good bathroom story.  One of my very, very favorites that makes me actually cry from laughter is a story told by Shannon Popkin about her three-year-old son, Cade, who was giving a play-by-play of her activities in a public restroom.  You can find the whole hilarious story here.  This is an excerpt:
"Mommy, are you gonna go potty? Oh! Why are you putting toiwet paper on the potty, Mommy? Oh! You gonna sit down on da toiwet paper now? Mommy, what are you doing? Mommy, are you gonna go stinkies on the potty?"  At this point I started mentally counting how many women had been in the bathroom when I walked in. Several stalls were full … 4? 5? Maybe we could wait until they all left before I had to make my debut out of this stall and reveal my identity.  Cade continued, "Mommy, you ARE going stinkies aren't you? Oh, dats a good girl, Mommy! Are you gonna get some candy for going stinkies on the potty? Let me see doze stinkies, Mommy! Oh … Mommy! I'm trying to see in dere. Oh! I see dem. Dat is a very good girl, Mommy. You are gonna get some candy!"
So, naturally, I was excited when my friend, Aimee, called me with one of her own.  It goes a little something like this...

Aimee had a lot to get at Wal-Mart, but she had to take care of something first.  In the bathroom.  She grabbed her basket and pushed it so fast to the front of the store that sparks flew off the wheels.  She rushed in, tried to find a place to hang her purse but had to settle for the floor instead and then squatted on the pot.  

And squatted.

And squatted.

She then realized she wasn't squatting alone.  Into the stall next to her walked a little child...with a man.

Her heart began to beat faster.  Had he come into the bathroom to help his little one?  Was this child in danger?  She didn't know what to do.  Tick-tock.  Tick-tock.  Tick-tock.  She decided to text her husband as he was as good as Wal-Mart security at a time like this one. 
 
"OMG..."

But then the child and man left.  Aimee thought this was a good time to duck out of her place of hiding and investigate her mysterious neighbors and possibly call John Walsh.  She rushed out and then froze in her tracks.There he was.  Not that same he.  A different he.  At the urinal.


"AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!  I AM SO SORRY!!!  I ACCIDENTALLY WENT INTO THE WRONG BATHROOM!!!!!!"


That's funny enough, right?  But, here's the deal...this isn't the first time this has happened to Aimee.  Or even the second.  She walked into this same men's room the LAST time she was at this Wal-Mart.  She caught herself then.  At Michael's, she didn't realize she was in the men's room until she was washing her hands and saw urinals in the mirror.  You see, Aimee has one thing on her mind when the moment hits.  The toilet.  She has a one-track mind and it does not involve looking at signs on the doors apparently.

She looks like this:



















WATCH OUT FOR AIMEE.
 


Today We Salute You...Ms. Nurse-At-A-Doctor's-Office

Kelley's Break Room presents...

"Real Women of Genius"

Real women of geeeeeeeeeeniiiiiiuuuuuuuuus!!!

Today we salute YOU, Ms. Nurse-At-The-Doctor's-Office.

Ms. Nurse-At-The-Doctor's-Ahhhhh-haaaaaaaaaafice!!!

This is the third office you have worked in this year and you have come to the realization that they are all the same.  It doesn't matter what your office specializes in- boobs, babies or bunions-  you know now that your daily duties will involve a wholeheckuvalotta weight and pee samples.   Weight and pee.  Weight and pee.  Weight and pee.  Weight and pee.  You remember your parents encouraged you to "wait and see" what the future held.  If you had only known that you had to wait and see so much weight and pee, you might have followed your dream to become a part of that traveling acrobatic mariachi band. 

(I-bet-traveling-mariachi-band-gymnasts-have-better-hours)

You do your best to give a little understanding smile to the lady who asks if she can take off her shoes before stepping on the scale.  You have heard that plea before.  And the comments about how her scale is different at home.  You've heard that one, too.  But you don't say anything.  You just quickly...and so matter-of-factly that it hurts...slide that little metal pointy thing backandforthbackandforth until it hovers on that blasted number that you can immediately tell we don't like.  You write it down anyway.

Somebody get her some whi-high-ite out!!

As if dealing with the weight issue wasn't enough, you take our blood pressure while listening to all of our questions(what'sanormalnumber? Isthatagoodnumber?  Isthathigh?  Isthattoolow? Isn'ttheweathergreat?  Canyoubelievethisweather?  Ican'twaituntilitgetswarmoutsidecanyou?) and then you've got to get us to pee in a cup.  You tell us the instructions in 3 seconds and we are left sitting there wondering if you told us to pee in our purse and bring it all to the front desk when we're done.  But it's not your fault.  You are saving lives.

(If-you-don't-put-enough-pee-in-that-cup-I'm-gonna-give-you-a-knuckle-sandwich)


We know the list of responsibilities you have for our benefit are endless and they all somehow relate to our life being saved or improved.  So, crack open a new package of Dixie Cups and know that you are the real reason we even go see the doctor at all.  I mean, you practically are the doctor, right?

Ms. Nurse-At-A-Doctor's-Office!!!!!!!!!!!



**See more saluted ladies in the "Today We Salute You" tab in the navigation bar**


Loving Luby's...MEATLOAF & ROLLS


Hey weekend readers!  If you keep coming back for some Luby's recipes, I'll keep posting them.  Of course, the only one I know you are enjoying these recipes and want me to keep posting them, is if you comment.  For those that always tell me they don't know what to say, just write "I was here", for goodness sakes.  For those wondering why I have veered off from the silly stuff I normally talk about on this blog, just know this recipe bit started from silly stuff.  Click on the "Today We Salute You" tab in the navigation bar above and you will see the song I dedicated to the Luby's cafeteria workers.  The nice people at Luby's sent me the cookbook on the left and I am sharing the recipes with you all.  The last time we were together talking about food, I said that I would give one of these cookbooks, valued at $24.95, away to one of the commenters using random.org.  The winner is Laine!  I actually know Laine in real life.  Our 2-year-olds are in the same class at Mother's Day Out.  Laine is too legit to quit, let me tell you!  (Hey!  Hey!)  I know she will bust out these recipes like nobody's business (nobodies business?) and make Luby's proud!  Laine...I'll just bring the book to you on Tuesday.  Folks, I promise it was not rigged so that I could save on shipping and do a friend a favor.  You are all friends of mine!  Can I get an Amen?


No, I don't like meatloaf!!  Why do people
always ask me if I like meatloaf??  I have
no idea why...  Oh, by the way, tune in to
The Celebrity Apprentice on Sunday night
to see me, Meatloaf, do my thang!  "I would
do anything for love..." SORRY GUYS!  I
get sidetracked with my hit from so long ago.

Okay, I decided to post two more "staples", if you will, because we all can learn how to make a stand-by even better, right?  Also, these are both so, so, so good at Luby's...like everything.  I will get fancy next week with a shredded something or other or a "topped off with" something or else.  Today?  Meatloaf and rolls, people.  Meatloaf and rolls. 

MEAT LOAF
2 1/2 lbs lean ground beef
3/4 lb ground lean pork
3 extra large eggs, lightly beaten
3/4 cup onions, diced
3/4 cup celery, diced
1/2 cup green bell peppers, diced
2/3 cup tomato juice
1/3 cup evaporated milk
1/4 cup saltine crumbs, crushed
1 teaspoon pepper
1/2 teaspoon garlic powder
1/2 teaspoon salt

8 servings

1 hour 10 minutes

1) Heat oven to 350ºF. 2) Lightly grease a large, shallow meatloaf pan, or a large shallow baking pan. 3) In a large bowl, combine all of the ingredients, mixing well. 4) Firmly shape the meat into a 7 x 3 1/2 x 3 1/2- inch loaf and place in the pan. 5) Cover loosely with foil. 6) Bake the meat loaf for 1 hour. 7)Remove foil and continue baking for 5 minutes.


*NOTE:For easy slicing, let the meat loaf stand at room temperature for 10 minutes.


Cloverleaf Rolls Recipe

1 ounce active dry yeast
1 1/3 cups warm water (110°F)
3 extra large eggs
1/4 cup butter or margarine, not spread or tub product,melted,plus
1 1/2 teaspoons butter or margarine
1/2 cup granulated sugar
1/3 cup nonfat dry milk powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
5 cups all-purpose flour
vegetable oil
12 servings
2 hours 50 minutes 2 hrs 30 mins prep

1) In large mixing bowl, dissolve yeast in warm water. 2) Add eggs and butter. 3) Using dough hook of electric mixer, beat on medium speed until well blended. 4)Add sugar, dry milk, and salt; mix well. 5)Add flour, 1 cup at a time, mixing until dough begins to pull away from side of bowl. 6) Lightly grease top of dough with oil. 7) Cover loosely and let rise in warm place 1 hour or until doubled in size. 8)Lightly grease 12 medium muffin cups. 9)Punch dough down. 10) Divide dough evenly into 12 pieces. 11) Divide each piece into 3 balls and place in muffin cup. 12) Let rise in warm place 1 hour. 13) While dough is rising for the second time, preheat oven to 350°F Bake 15 to 20 minutes or until golden brown.



Have a great weekend!!

***My friend Stephanie from Southern Momentum pointed out in the first comment below that I did not have any pictures and she likes pictures.  I like pictures.  Here's the deal...I was going to post the recipe for Spanish rice and/or Waldorf Salad, but my little dude (the 2 y/o I mentioned up there) messed with my camera and now the shutter won't go back into the camera.  I also can't get the menu to work so that I can get to the pictures I took of those recipes.  So, I went with meatloaf and rolls, which I did not make at home this week but which I DO love eat at Luby's from time and time.  Two-year-olds...and their mothers...or just me...***


3 Things NOT To Do When Camping, Okay?

Camp toilet w/ a peek-a-booty floor.
We went TENT CAMPING last weekend.  I've loved tents since I was a little girl and saw this tent-living community located near a river.   I always loved having my family drive by it so I could just daydream and stare.  I was so impressed that they all lived in tents and seemed really happy about it.  I'm sure there was some little boy getting in trouble for peeing too close to the picnic table, like my son got in trouble for this weekend, but...for the most part, everyone was skipping and linking arms.  They just must have been.  


I go to great lengths to hide my sons' identity. I made them wear
those basketballs the whole time they were in the crystal clear,
turquoise-tinged water.  The balls floated, so it was
kind of like a life jacket.
The boys absolutely, positively and absolutely again loved every last minute of camping.  You would think we were camping off of Paradise Avenue in heaven.  I'm telling you, folks, if you haven't taken your little boys tent camping, well, get on it.  Besides the restless nights from sleeping on the "sleeping bag pad" the first night and the air mattress the second night, it was really fun.  We camped right off the Guadalupe River in New Braunfels, Texas.  Up the road a few miles was Canyon Lake, which is also absolutely beautiful.  It was boy heaven with the unlimited sticks, rocks, bugs, water, food and dirt everywhere.


HowEVER, it wasn't quite paradise for me as I had yet to learn that you...

~ALWAYS check the eggs, for goodness sakes.

I ALWAYS check eggs before I buy them, but the thought of sleeping on the hard ground must have made me so giddy that I had forgotten my normal shopping procedures.  One of my biggest fears, besides running out of milk for cereal, is cracking an egg to find a baby chick inside.  This discovery on the left just about sent me straight to the cuckoo mill.  It reminded me that eggs come from chickens.  Do I really need to know that?  Is this what I get for buying free-range eggs?  Well, I don't want no part of eeenymore, sister! 



~Don't put the dirty clothes in the same type of bag as you put the trash.  I mean, really.

The tent & the disgusting tree that was supposed
to be watching our clothes.  DON'T TRUST TREES!!

Because I thought it was only my husband I needed to tell, I made clear to him that our dirty clothes bag was hanging by the tent and our trash bag was hanging by the table.  When we got back from a little tubing excursion, both bags were gone.  My husband ran up to the owners, Mr. and Mrs. Smoke-A-Lot, and they informed him that both bags were in the camp dump.  Thankfully, the official trash man had not been by to pick it all up yet.  Buried underneath lots of cigarette ashes was our clothes bag.  It's ironic, because I just switched to a new Tide fragrance called Cigarette Ashes, so I wasn't really all that upset. 

~Don't help the husband when the raft gets stuck on the rocks if you are half-nincompoop or part seal.
Her seal & hippo features are in the boat, 'mmkay?
My two little dudes REALLY wanted to go down the river in an inflatable kayak.  The water level was somewhat low and our little happy boat kept getting stuck on rocks in the rapids area.    Chris always got out of the boat and kept us floating down the river.  After a while, though, I started feeling bad for squatting there like a seal/elephant/hippo combo, or "sealphantippo", while he struggled to move us off the dang rocks.  Like any good sealphantippo, I decided to lug myself out of the boat and help him.  The current was swift, however, and my shoes slipped on the rocks, my oar went floating down the river, my mouth started opening and swallowing water and I started yelping like a newborn puppy dropped into a raging sea grasping at anything at all to keep me afloat.  Meanwhile, Chris yells out, "KELLEY, YOU'RE IN 2 FEET OF WATER!".  After I recovered, I got back in the boat and sat there like a mute sealphantippo again.


 I could add more things you shouldn't do, of course, like don't forget the ketchup and mustard or don't step on a large staple in your tennis shoes like I did or don't place the pot handle over the grill or don't allow your 2-year-old son to rip open the bathroom door while you're in it or don't insist that your 6-year-old go on a cavern tour when he is really sleepy and is showing signs of turning into a werewolf, but...you get the idea You'll be good to go if you just check your eggs, keep an eye on your laundry and send your sealphantippo to rapids navigating school before your trip. 

There is a camping trip in your future, right?


The Hip Hop Food Stop


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It truly amazes me that a restaurant hasn't been dedicated to Hip Hop yet.  I mean, really.  We have diners dedicated to 50s music, that big ol' chain dedicated to Hard Rock and restaurants EVER-WAR with country music blaring out of the speakers.  It's hip hop's turn.  That is why I recently opened "The Hip Hop Food Stop" coming to you from Straight Outta Compton.  Where else?  I hope you will look over the menu and stop in the next time you are in the area visiting with your kids!!


THE HIP HOP FOOD STOP
"Where the food is Fabolous and the prices are Ludacris!"

Appetizers
Cheese Puff Daddy, $1.50
Chips and salsa, $1.50
Buffalo Wings with or without the Bone Thugz in Harmony, $2.00

Main Courses
WAKA FLOCKA FLAME BROILED BURGERS: 1/2 Dogg Pound, $7.00
                    1/4 Dogg Pound, $5.75

SLIDERS: One by itself, $3.00
              In a 2Pac, $5.00
                *.75 extra w/Jeezy

THE SNOOP DOGG, $2.00
(comes with chili, cheese, onions, etc.)
*1.00 extra to replace it with Da Brat

Peanut Butter & Nelly Sandwich, $1.00

FRENCH FRIES
Biggie- $2.00
Smalls- $1.00

VEGETURNTABLES
Bowl of Black Eyed Peas, $2.00
The Black and Yellow, Black and Yellow, Black and Yellow (corn & black beans), $2.00

MC Lyte/Slim Thug Fare:
Salad with fat free dressing- $3.00

Far East Movement combo- $5.00
(includes Sweet 'n Sour Chicken, fried rice & egg rolls)

Kids' Meals
Bieber Burger, $1.50
Lil' Bow Wow (hot dog), $1.50

Drinks
Sweet & Unsweet Ice-T, $1.00
O.Jay-Z, $1.00
Gin & Juice, $2.00
Coke, Sprite, Dr. Pepper, etc.- 50 Cent
*Extra Ice Cube, free

Desserts
Vanilla Ice, $2.50
A bag of Eminems, $1.00
Ice Cream- Vanilla, Chocolate or Twista, $1.00
The Sugar Hill Gang Sugar Cookies, 3 for $1.00
A piece of German Chocolate Drake, $3.00


 (While you're waiting for your food, take your Kid 'n Play outside on our new swings & slides!)



*If you need anything at all, please let your Usher know*
**All tables are equipped with napkins, ketchup, mustard, sugar & Salt 'n Pepa**
***All food to-go can either be placed in "beat boxes" or "rappers" **







~Thanks for the fun conversations about my restaurant & ideas about Vanilla Ice, The Sugar Hill Gang & Da Brat on Twitter @onesmarmymama, @redheadstepmom and @dontmesswithmom!~


Could You Use A Megaphone Next Time?


Today my post is a true (and funny!) story about me and my hearing loss...but it's not here.  You will laugh AT me and I am okay with that.  I actually posted it on my own blog last year when the only readers I had shared my maiden name and maybe a few others.  Even though you could sift through my old posts to find it, I would LOVE for you to just click HERE and find it over at Studio 30 Plus.  Studio 30 Plus is an on-line blogging community for men and women 30 and older.  Studio 30 Plus was founded by Jules of Mean Girl Garage and Jerrod of The Yellow Factor.  If you are 30 and over, you should definitely think about being a part of it!   You will find a lot of quality blogs there.

Also, for the past two weekends, I have posted a recipe from the Luby's cookbook.  I received the cookbook due to my tribute to the restaurant, which you can find under the "Today We Salute You" tab.  Last Saturday, I hosted my first-ever giveaway and said I would announce it THIS Saturday.  I will announce it on Monday.  Y'all, this lady is tired.  It is Spring Break here, as it probably is where you live, and this is a BUSY week.  I just can't get it together by Saturday.  So...Monday.  Come back Monday.  Pretty please?


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Funny Flab Facts & "Tampax To The Max!"

I've got two things for you today- the winner of this round of Captcha Balderdash and a funny, funny short story.  Game stuff first...  There were so, so many funny definitions, no doubt.  I know it must have been hard to choose your favorite!  Kelley (beautiful name, right?) of Kelley Simpson Photography won for her hilarious definition of  FLABULATE :

"This word describes the action or process that takes place in one's legs while running or vigorously exercising. The extra fat, flab, or any other non-muscular mass on one's legs begins to shake, slam, jiggle, and slap against itself. It usually occurs while running in a public place or while wearing shorts. Imagine running down the street and feeling the fat on your legs moving faster than your feet causing pain in your legs and butt area. This effect can often cause the feeling of bruising in one's rear end and hamstring area. The jarring motion of flabulation has been known to cause severe wedgies and commonly deters one from running any longer perpetuating the flab production and in turn creating bigger flabulation problems. If a person continues to run or exercise through the flabulation pain, the effects of it will eventually diminish and no longer be a problem... or so I've heard."
So funny and so true!!  YAY, KELLEY!! I think many of us could relate... 

Kelley's photography business is based out of Rancho Santa Margarita, CA.  According to her "about me" page, she worked in law enforcement for 21 years but had to retire from it due to a hand injury.  She found her new place in photography and really has a gift for it!  Please stop by Kelley's place, enjoy her beautiful pictures on her website and say hello on her blog by clicking here.

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Now...the short story...

Men, it has to do with tampons, but...please don't go anywhere.  It's not going to get graphic!  This "Tampax To The Max" billiard tournament skit from SNL absolutely makes me laugh out loud every time.  Not only do I love the dialogue, Greg Stinks' (on the right) hair-do makes me giggle all by itself...


A few years ago, I worked with my friend, Gail, at M. D. Anderson Cancer Center.  When we weren't seeing patients, we would sit next to each other in our office and giggle about funny things that happened that day.  Although there is nothing funny about cancer, of course, we still managed to laugh about things we did, said or saw.  It was sometimes hard to get any work done.  As our lunch hour was wrapping up, I saw Gail get up, discreetly grab a tampon from her desk and scurry off to the ladies room.  I just kept clickclickclickclickclickclicking away on my computer.

Five minutes passed.

Clickclickclickclick.

Maybe six.

Then Gail reappeared and switched something out in her purse.












She had accidentally grabbed string cheese.


Captcha Balderdash: Vote for your favorite!


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If you are just now getting to the Break Room, you'll notice that we already played Captcha Balderdash this morning!  Crazy, right?  I am trying something different this month by only taking the first 15 definitions.  Maybe I'll only take 10 next time.  Not sure.  I don't want you all to be exhausted reading through the list.  All of the definitions deserve attention! In the past, there were just too many to read, even though they were all so stinkin' funny and creative!  Speaking of stinkin' funny and creative, you better get to reading the ones below.  Pick your top 1 or 2 favorites.  I will leave this post up today and tomorrow.  The winner will be announced on Wednesday when his or her blog will be featured on my blog, on my blog's Facebook page and Twitter.  Don't vote for your own, people!


#1: BUSOBER by Sue with The Desperate Housemommy:  adj. (byu-SO-bur) - The knack for looking completely strung-out even when on the wagon, inspired by actor and Celebrity Apprentice contestant Gary Busey.
"Duuuuuuuude. Did you SEE Trey at the St. Patty's Day parade? He was messssssed up."
"Duuuuuuuude...NOT. Trey's been Busober for three years now. He just needs a haircut and a nap."
#2: MOLLOOKB by Shell with Things I Can't Say: Messes that appear to be alive. For example, buttermilk spilled out in the sink by a child who didn't know it wasn't regular milk. Mess sits there overnight, unbeknownst to mom and puffs up to epic proportions, seemingly alive. That is mollokb...and I will pay someone to come clean it up. I'm afraid it might bite me.

#3: FLABULATE by Kelley Simpson with Kelley Simpson Photography:  This word describes the action or process that takes place in one's legs while running or vigorously exercising. The extra fat, flab, or any other non-muscular mass on one's legs begins to shake, slam, jiggle, and slap against itself. It usually occurs while running in a public place or while wearing shorts. Imagine running down the street and feeling the fat on your legs moving faster than your feet causing pain in your legs and butt area. This effect can often cause the feeling of bruising in one's rear end and hamstring area. The jarring motion of flabulation has been known to cause severe wedgies and commonly deters one from running any longer perpetuating the flab production and in turn creating bigger flabulation problems.  If a person continues to run or exercise through the flabulation pain, the effects of it will eventually diminish and no longer be a problem... or so I've heard.

#4: SALLOBOM by Kimberly with Rubber Chicken Madness: phrase from the southern region of the United States. Often includes a well-placed apostrophe when used by grammatically correct southern speakers: "S'all Obom";

Used at the beginning of a sentence in which the speaker is blaming the result of a national issue on the current president of the United States, Barack Obama.

This phrase is known to change in the month of January every four to eight years. The most recent version still in occasional use today is SallBush or S'all Bush.

#5 LEWASHR (Le Washr) by Melissa E. from In The Short Rows: The little known character in the Pepe le Peu cartoons. The Le Washr was written into the cartoons to eliminate the unappetizing smell of "eau de skunk" after too many innocent bystanders were by Mr. Le Peu when he was in hot pursuit of Penelope.

#6 IMORTHYL by Missy from Wonder, Friend:  An ethylene byproduct only available in Hollywood. Imorthyl prevents aging and allows stars to continue acting way - way, way - past their prime. You may notice side effects, including, but not limited to enlarged, duck-like lips; the "phoning-in" of performances; an immobile brow; appearances on Dancing With the Stars; and perpetually surprised eyes.

#7 PROOPHE (pronounced PROOF) by Mommy Shorts: The act of using your pointer finger to pull back your baby's pants and diaper in the back to check for poop. Usually done because there is suddenly a certain stench in the air.

#8 CAPPSYCL (cap-sicle) by Kimberly by All Work And No Play Makes Mommy Go Something Something: Capsicle, Or "Freezing of the skull", is a medical condition that results from the action of wearing baseball caps instead of winter toques for cold weather protection. Persons with this condition also suffer from a "too cool for school" complex. Condition causes extreme ridicule from smart individuals who care more about being warm than looking awesome. Also causes frostbite of the brain cells.

See also "Ridiculous things the cast of Jersey Shore do
"Surprisingly Snookie did not get a case of cappsycl from not wearing a toque. Her hairspray and fake tanning lotion formed a protective barrier fro the harsh winter conditions"
#9 ZOMB ICK9 by Cate with Real Life With Kids: The sick feeling you get in the pit of your stomach when your son is telling you about flesh and brain eating zombies for the 9th time.
"No, Honey, Mommy can't play Hot Wheels right now. I need to lie down until this zombick9 passes..."

#10: DUCEDGEN (doos-eh-jen) by Jen from Life with a Side of Autism:  Clearly this a character from Dungeons and Dragons. Probably a witch who goes around spiting those who did her wrong (like an evil-ex), then throwing them in her dungeon. With a dragon. Because I assume that's what the game is about. I don't really know since I had a social life in high school, but I am pretty confident in my guess. Coincidentally, you can call her Jen for short.

#11 WORTERS by Oilfield Trash with Make Daddy A Sammich: The collective term given to people who worry too damn much. Like the term "worry wort" but in the collective sense.

#12 MITENI by Lana D from Sober, Chronic, FABULOUS: An alternative description of the temperature outside - one that my children will understand easily - that indicates it's cold enough to require the use of mittens.
"Mom! How cold is it outside?"
"I don't know - feels a little miteni, maybe."
#13 TUMBUMIA by MarytheKay from MarythKaytheBlog: Noun; The sorrowful act of squeezing one's belly fat into freshly-washed jeans.
Once again, Jane resorted to tumbumia; She was determined to get those size 10 jeans on, no matter how large a muffin-top it created. She reminded herself again, "I've just GOT to stop eating those Pop Tarts..."

#14 MICHALINE by Cheeseboy with The Blog O' Cheese: When the Michelin Man uses vaseline for belly chafing.

#15 TABLENTI by SuzRocks: A table made out of lentil beans, used primarily by jewish grandmothers.

And, since Deborah squeezed in before I officially ended the comments, I have to include one more!

#16 EXPACT by Deborah with Fashion Plate: The phenom of expecting to make pact. Kinda like alliance with a dalliance.
I fear that makes no sense at all expact in my head. (forming a pact of sympathy with my reaching).


Which two are YOUR favorites?


Captcha Balderdash Time!


We are going to try something different with Captcha Balderdash this month.  In the past, I have taken definitions over a day or so resulting in 25-35 hilarious and funny definitions at the end.  Although they are all so fun to read, I think it is hard for everyone to judge their favorites from that long of a list.  So, THIS TIME, only the first 15 definitions will be featured in the next post.  We can all then pick our favorite from those 15.  As soon as it gets to 15, I will try to close the comments and immediately put up a new post with those 15 definitions.  My hope is that you all will come back later today or tomorrow to vote for your favorite.  The winner will then be featured in my Wednesday post, on my blog's Facebook page and on Twitter.  We'll see how this method works out...

HOW TO PLAY THE GAME:
#1 Go down to the "Post a comment section" and hit any key in the white box.
#2 Select who you are from the drop down menu. If you want to leave a comment anonymously (or don't have an account set up), click "anonymous".
#3 Click "post a comment", type in your nonsense "CAPTCHA" word into your comment box and make up a definition for it OR use it in a sentence (or both). Submit it and forget it.
Let's play!  Can I go first?

My Captcha word was...

CLANGLES:  Clangles is actually a person's last name.  A proud mother and father named their little son Beau back in 1948,  twenty years before Jerry Jeff Walker recorded his famous hit "Mr. Bojangles".  Jerry Jeff made it very difficult for Mr. Beau Clangles to get a girl as they all thought he was lying when he introduced himself.  "Beau CLANGLES?!?  What an idiot!  HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!"  Beau ended up hating Jerry Jeff Walker for that blasted song and changed his name to Theodore Bangles soon afterwards.  He asked that everyone call him "The" for short, which worked out really well for about 12-15 years until Susanna and her crew blasted on the scene with songs about Egyptians.  By then, The had already married New-Fangled and didn't let it ruin his life. (REALLY IMPORTANT SIDENOTE: One of my VERY FAVORITE comedy clips is Jim Carrey imitating Sammy Davis, Jr. singing Mr. Bojangles back in the early 80's).




YOUR TURN!


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Oh, before I go...I am giving away an extra copy of the Luby's cookbook I've recently been given.  If you are confused about what Luby's has to do with anything, click on the "Today, We Salute You" tab in the navigation bar and look for my Luby's song.  To enter the giveaway, click HERE.


Loving Luby's...Macaroni & Cheese


Before I get into the recipe sharing,  I want to encourage you to enter my first ever giveaway!   I would love to pass on this Luby's cookbook (valued at $24.95) to one of you.  Personally, I love cookbooks, especially those with recipes for simple side dishes and desserts. If you have never eaten at a Luby's, just trust me when I say that you would LOVE it! 

For a chance to win the cookbook, you can enter in the ways listed below.  Think of these entries like raffle tickets.  Make sure you leave me a separate comment for each entry.  I am going to use random.org to select the winner and there has to be separate comments for each one.  I will pick the winner and announce it NEXT Saturday, March 19th.
1 entry- Any comment will do! (For those who don't want to sign up for an account, you can submit a comment by clicking "anonymous" in the drop down menu. Just be sure to write your name in the comment box) 
1 entry- Follow my blog via Google Friend Connect
1 entry- Follow me on Twitter at @KelleysBreakRm
1 entry- "Like" my blog on Facebook (you can follow that link or just click "Like" on the Facebook box in the right sidebar)
***If you already follow me via GFC, Twitter and/or Facebook, you can still leave separate comments telling me so for a chance to win the cookbook.***

Last week I posted a recipe for Southwest Chicken Breast.  There were quite a few ingredients in the dish, but it was so very good and worth all the chopping!  This week I thought I would include a simple side dish.  I love receiving recipes for just basic stuff sometimes.  Someone in my family almost always orders the macaroni & cheese (me! me! me!) when we go to Luby's.  Here it is!

LUBY'S MACARONI & CHEESE

INGREDIENTS
2 cups (8 ounces) dry elbow macaroni
4 tablespoons nonfat dry milk
2 tablespoons all-purpose flour
1 tablespoon butter or margarine, melted
1 1/4 cups boiling water
3 cups (12 ounces) shredded AMERICAN cheese (found at the deli counter)
1/4 teaspoon kosher salt

TO PREPARE...
1.  Preheat oven to 350.  Cook macaroni 1 to 2 minutes longer than package directions so pasta is soft but not mushy.  Drain.

2.  In a large mixing bowl, combine dry milk, flour and until smooth and creamy, about 2-3 minutes.

3.  Fold in macaroni, 1 more cup of cheese and salt.

4.  Transfer to a lightly greased 11 x 7-inch casserole dish and cover with foil.  Bake 25-30 minutes or until sauce in center of casserole is thick and creamy.

5.  Remove foil and sprinkle remaining 1 cup of shredded cheese evenly over top.  Return to oven until cheese melts.

Mmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


7 Reasons My Husband Doesn't Listen To Me



He REALLY, REALLY listens to me sometimes.  However, more often than not, I will bring up an important subject, like how I saw our neighbor at Target, and I can tell none of my words were deposited into his brain bank.  "DID YOU HEAR ME?  I SAID I SAW OUR NEIGHBOR AT TARGET!!!", I'll scream into the stadium-sized loud speaker I bought for my purse.  "Did you say something?", he'll ask.  "You didn't hear ANYTHING I just said?".  I'll ask this last question as I help him get snuggled into the human catapult I bought for him on-line. Then, I just kick myself because it is really MY fault he isn't listening to me.  I should know better than to start a conversation when the time isn't right, such as when...

If my husband fully attends to my story about the sale they were
having on Pepto-Bismol, he probably fears he'll end up like her.
 

#7: The TV works.
And it doesn't even have to be sports.  He was watching C-Sp...zzzz....excuse me, C-SPAN last night, and I couldn't get him to attend to my story about my new fingernail polish.

#6: There is anything at all lying around with words on it.
I'm hoping I'll get his attention after he reads the ingredients in that water bottle...

#5: There is anything else to do.
Surely he'll listen to my story about play group after he finishes reading the phone book.

#4: There is food around.
He definitely won't be concentrating on my critique of my Book Club book if he is eating.

#3: It is daylight.
If the sun is out, you can bet he is not listening to me as closely as I'd like.


#2: He is within earshot.
If he can hear me, you can bet he's not hanging on my every word.






#1: HE'S AWAKE.






*My husband helped me come up with this list.

**It is a joke.

***Not really.


Ewok 'n Roll!

Joann of the awesome blog, "Laundry Hurts My Feelings", dreamed about me.   She wanted my help in interpreting it and since I just got into the dream interpretation business, I thought it was entirely appropriate for me to give it a shot.



The Dream...

So, I had to come over here, even though I'm on a blog break, to tell you I had my first dream about another blogger last night and it was you! You had a band called, Kelley's Break Room, of course. And no one knew you were a rock star on the side. You hid this fact very well from the rest of the blog world. I discovered your rock star status when I went to a Kings of Leon concert and you were the opening act.


Performing "Ewok This Way" to a sold out crowd on the planet of Endor.
 I am LOVING this dream already. I mean, who wouldn't think I was a rock star?  Check me flashing the "pace" sign over on the right, 'mmmkay?  Rock star to the core.  I was actually once the lead guitarist in the Ewok 'n Roll Cover Band, "Def Leia".  It was fitting because of my outfit, of course, but also because of my hearing loss.  The Ewok on the drums, Ewokky Balboa, came up with the idea.  Such a funny guy, but a little annoying, too.  He just wanted to play "Eye of the Tiger" over and over.  Unfortunately, the band split up.  Ewokky said something about wanting to train to fight a really big Russian.  I'm not sure what that was all about.  Anyway, I am thinking about trying to join Kings of Leon. How crazy that you sensed that in your dream!  I actually wrote my own version of one of their songs and called it "Steak On Fire" (click here).  
Afterwards, I went backstage and admired your white pants with appliqued flowers on them. I asked you to give them to me, which you did very obligingly. You had an extra pair of jeans with you, I guess.

Ewoks should, like, totally wear some pants.

 That is so funny because I always carry around an extra pair of pants with me!  If there is one thing I hate, it's walking around like a pantless Ewok.  The other day I was at a garage sale stocking up on dusty knick knacks for the inside of my refrigerator when this lady said she just loved my BLACK appliqued flowery pants!  Man, you were SO CLOSE.  I stripped those things off, tossed them to her with a broad smile on my face and slipped into the jeans I had stuffed in my fanny pack in seconds.
The next thing I know, we were in Geometry class together and you immediately started dissecting triangles and measuring their angles and I was like, "Whoa, this is too much for me". Which is the only realistic part of the dream, by the way. And as you were busy dissecting triangles and I was just sitting there, overwhelmed by Math, the teacher handed out our grades in the class. You had an A. I had a 32, which of course, is a bigtime F.

This WAS a dream because I HATE Geometry. I always wanted to yell out, "I'LL SHOW YOU A THEOREM!!" or "PI THIS!!!!" while waving my fists in the air to my teacher but neither made any sense, so I kept to myself.  For some reason, I forced myself to take difficult math classes all throughout high school. Misery

I have no idea what any of this means, but I thought I'd share it with you since-- A. You were the first blogger to appear in my dreams. And B. To see if you could make sense of any of this. And C. To see if you really do own those white pants, because they sure were super cute and I really would like to have them or at least borrow them.

I have no idea what any of it means, either, except that maybe you have a future in Egyptian pyramid building and should sharpen up your Geometry skills?  Also, I lied about the black appliqued flowery pants.  I know you were looking for white anyway.  I did wear white platform boots with that Princess Leia outfit.  Do you want to borrow those?  Thanks for sharing your dream with me.  I really loved it!  It made me laugh out loud.  Good luck in Egypt!!

Need any dream intepreting?
Just a few more hours before closing...

**My interview with The LG Report is still up on his site.  If you haven't read it yet, click HERE.  You will laugh out loud.  I promise!  He's quite the funny man.**


I'm being interviewed with The LG Report!


 Welcome to another meeting in the Break Room!  There's only two things on the agenda, so don't get all huffy.  Please say hello to our new receptionist over on the left, Ernestine.  Her fashion sense is a little outdated, but don't hold it against her.  She is an absolute DELIGHT and I do hope you'll stop by and show her what type of company we run around here. Treat her to a Coke every now and then.   Nope.  No, no...not going to work.  You all can't sit in that orange chair.  It's made of plastic, for goodness sakes.  If I ever get to 400 GFC followers, I'll see about getting an extra one.  For now, you all will just have to take turns.   Okay, eyes on the dry erase board, please.

BREAK ROOM MEETING AGENDA

#1 The LG Report: Just last week I discovered the very funny blog "The LG Report" when he interviewed one of my favorite bloggers, Cheeseboy, from "The Blog O' Cheese".  I had to follow his blog right away and when I did I discovered that I was his 100th followerI asked if I received any sort of prize for that and he said that, in fact, I did!  My prize was being interviewed by him.  Forget about my answers, his interview by itself is worth reading.  I was CRACKING UP.  He made me laugh out loud all throughout the interview.  For that reason alone, I would love for you to go over to his place and hang out for a few minutes.  You will definitely want to follow him, too!  Click HERE to go there.

#2  The plants around here: I need someone to volunteer to water the Break Room plants.  You can't see any of the ugly things up there because I hid them all behind the vending machine. Who is going to step up? 

Meeting Adjourned!!

(Light refreshments will be served over at The LG Report.  Click HERE for a free ride and hold on tight!)


Loving Luby's: SOUTHWEST CHICKEN BREAST


So, today kicks off my new weekend feature (I like to pretend that Kelley's Break Room is a really, really small theme park): "Loving Luby's", because I really do.  If you are new to the Break Room, let me quickly explain why I am doing this in the first place.  As you are likely aware, I write a humor blog that has nothing to do with recipes.  In November, I wrote song lyrics in my "Today, We Salute You..." series (see the navigation bar) dedicated to "Ms. Luby's Cafeteria Worker and Food Scooper".   The post somehow came across the desk of a Marketing Director for Luby's.  She contacted me, said she really liked the song and wanted to mail me a Luby's cookbook and gift certificate.    We have talked a few times since through e-mail.  With their permission, I am now going to post one of their recipes on my blog each Saturday.  If you would like the recipe book for yourself, you can purchase it for $24.95 from their website by clicking here.  Depending on the response to these weekend recipes, I may give one of these away soon.  I received it recently and really, really, really like it.  It is FULL of really good recipes and fun, touching stories about the people who eat there.

When I asked your opinion about whether I should include recipes on the weekends or not, many of you were all for it.  Some of you questioned whether "cafeteria food" would be good or not.  It's not "normal" cafeteria food, in my opinion, as in bland, hard-to-identify meats, vegetables and desserts.  Some of you also wanted to make sure I wasn't just go to dish out Texan fare like chicken fried steak and barbecue all the time.  This Luby's cookbook has a great variety of recipes that I am sure you will love!  Some have less ingredients than others, of course.  I decided to kick off this series with...

SOUTHWEST CHICKEN BREAST
(Serves 8)

Black Bean & Corn Salsa
1 cup whole kernel corn
3 tablespoons sliced green onions
1/2 cup diced red bell pepper
1/4 cup diced green bell peppeer
1/4 cup diced red onion
1 cup Pico de Gallo (I bought it already made from the store)
2 tablespoons chopped fresh cilantro
1/4 cup extra virgin olive oil
2 tablespoons balsamic vinegar
1/2 cup prepared Italian dressing
1/2 teaspoon celery salt
1/4 teaspoon seasoned salt
1/2 teaspoon kosher salt
1 can (15 ounces) black beans, rinsed and drained

Chicken
1/4 cup vegetable oil
8 boneless, skinless chicken breasts (8 ounces each)
1/2 cup Blackened Seasoning (below)
I have this in a container now in my pantry to use for later recipes: 1/2 cup paprika, 3 tablespoons seasoned salt, 4 teaspoons powdered garlic, 4 teaspoons powdered onion, 2 teaspoons oregano, 2 teaspoons thyme, 4 teaspoons cayenne pepper, 2 teaspoons black pepper
2 cups Black Bean & Corn Salsa
16 slices white American cheese (found at the deli counter)
1/2 cup sliced green onions


BLACK BEAN & CORN SALSA: 1) In a large bowl, fold together all ingredients except black beans.  Add black beans and gently blend.  Refrigerate.










CHICKEN: 2) Preheat oven to 350 degrees.  Place a large skillet over medium high heat and add vegetable oil.  Sprinkle both sides of chicken breasts with Blackened Seasoning and place in hot pan.  Cook chicken 3 to 4 minutes per side until cooked thoroughly.  Remove from pan and place on foil-lined baking sheet. 3) Top each chicken breast with 2 tablespoons of Black Bean & Corn Salsa.  Cover salsa with 2 slices of cheese and place pan in oven about 2 minutes to melt the cheese.  Remove from oven and place on a serving platter.  Top each breast with remaining Black Bean & Corn Salsa, then garnish with sliced green onions and serve.

TIPS: Try substituting Pepper Jack cheese for a spicy flavor.  Black Bean & Corn Salsa makes a great Southwest style salad all on its own.  Try adding diced avocado and serve it with chips as an appetizer.
**My picture of it at the end just didn't do it justice, so I didn't include it.**

MY NOTES:
If you have a food processor, the time to dice and cut all of those vegetables is greatly reduced, of course.  It did not take long for me to make the salsa.  The salsa WAS a great dip all by itself.  I only made this recipe with 4 chicken breasts (and half the amount of cheese), so we had some salsa left over for chips.  My family really, really liked the chicken.  My mother-in-law said it was "delicious" and "definitely a keeper".  We had never tried it at Luby's.  I always get the same thing there (fried fish!), so I will have to look for it when I go back.  The picture in the cookbook has it served with corn-on-the-cob.  I bought some corn-on-the-cob, but was not able to make it that night.  I just served it with salad and couscous.  It was perfect!  Try it!  Try it!  If you DO decide to make this recipe, I would LOVE it if you came back and let me know how it turned out for you.


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