Grilling Tuna Tip

With the arrival of spring, comes the arrival of grilling season.  Here is my tip for grilling tuna.  When grilling tuna, it is best to leave it in the can.  Otherwise those flakes of fish just fall through the metal grating into the coals.

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To my parents

My heart remembers this time of year

As I think of my parents so dear

And through some tears I write these words

In hopes their souls will hear

Mom, my mother, my hero

You came to this country with nothing

Yet achieved everything

Proud with tales of the Motherland

Yet even prouder to become an American

True to yourself as you were to us

You faced adversity many times and did so with dignity

Hard with a punishment yet always gentle with your love

And while the words were rarely mentioned

That love was never questioned

My last vision of you-a lifeless body on the floor

Will remain forever etched in my mind

But my memories of you will always overcome

Your beautiful face, inner strength, tales of our heritage

You inspire me

You left this earthly world unexpectedly

Causing us to wonder why

I miss you mom, rub my leg?

Dad, my daddy, my bestest friend

So charming and full of wit,  always with a joke to tell

Such a truly caring person, always helping others

With a love for your family that made you stand proud

And an undying love for mother

A love like no other

Even after she passed

You were never one to be alone

Dying in your loneliness, yet too proud to let on

“Don’t worry” you’d say “I’m ok”

Your love for us was always mentioned

And that love was never questioned

My last vision of you slowly slipping away from me

Will remain forever etched in my mind

But my memories of you will always overcome

“The face”, your humor, your love for my mother

I adore you

Mother called you back to her

And your loneliness was gone

I miss you dad, squeeze my shoulder?

My parents…married April 5th, 1958. the folks

A night out with The Shield dream

The dream starts out with me and my biker friends at a bar for a pool tournament.  Everyone is having a great time until The Shield walks in.  (The Shield is a trio of wrestling renegades who claim to fight against injustice in the WWE.) They are all decked out in their wrestling garb which typically consists of black vests, black military style britches, black boots, etc.

Our first thought is that there must be a WWE show in town somewhere.  But they appear to still be in character….right down to their attitude and behavior.  Fans approach them and the trio immediately goes  into vigilante mode, threatening to take them down.  A couple of bikers tell them to knock of the rollplaying because they are not at the WWE now, and they should get out of character immediately before someone gets hurt.

The Shield then turns their attention my entire group of friends and a fight ensues, which moves to the outside.  The Shield against 3 bikers.  I need to leave, since one of the bikers is my hubby….but the only way out (due to the crowd trying to watch the fight) is through the Dr. office attached to this bar.  Luckily they are still open at 7 pm.  While outside, I can’t see anyone through the crowds of people, so I just keep walking.  Suddenly I hear music off to my left, and there on a porch is Roman Reigns (one of The Shield), hair cut down playing a guitar.  (He tells me he wears extensions for the shows.)

I walk back to the bar and enter again through the Dr office to find all my biker friends back, a little scraped up, but none worse for the wear.  The Shield is nowhere to be found.  To celebrate, we all go outside to watch a parade.  While out there, I see Roman Reigns and tell him….”Dude, this is real life, don’t let your character/wrestling persona cross over into real life, because that is crossing the line.  When that happens, it’s time to find another career path…You should really consider music, because I heard you play guitar.  Also, stop wearing those damn extensions…if you want long hair, grow it out.”

Then, the parade approaches…..it ends up being a fire truck, a bunch of people walking and a motorcycle cop….only about half block long, and they didn’t even throw candy!!!!