New Daily Tiffin LunchBox Article
I have a new lunchbox article with recipes up at The Daily Tiffin called "Meat? We Don't Need No Stinkin' Meat!".
Also, I'm compiling the Tackiest Gift Stories now...

I have a new lunchbox article with recipes up at The Daily Tiffin called "Meat? We Don't Need No Stinkin' Meat!".
Also, I'm compiling the Tackiest Gift Stories now...
Just FYI, my Chicken Soup book is now available at Barnes & Noble. I've been told by a couple of people now that they got it there.
This is so exciting!
Auntie Miranda made me autograph her copy last night which gave me the giggles but it was fun. Thanks, Auntie! You always know the perfect thing to do to make me smile.
I have a new lunchbox article up at The Daily Tiffin complete with instructions for making the sandwiches and updates on my diet. As Agent Lundy on Dexter said "It's all about the cream cheese." Well, more specifically, it's all about seasoning the cream cheese.
I'm a new writer to The Daily Tiffin, subtitled For A Healthy Family Lifestyle blog. It's a nice place to go for current information and recipes about all things healthy. I'll be in a revolving schedule posting about once a month showing/giving lunchbox ideas and recipes.
My article is here: Legumes to the Lunchbox Rescue and then fell free to wander around for lots of great information.
Pay Scales web site, "True tales of working people who do what they love and love what they do", contacted me through this blog for an interview about Respiratory Therapy. Wow, you never know where blogging will lead, do you?
To read the interview, click HERE.
Yes! Just finished inputting all of the handwritten pages into my novel, Letters from My Bath, from what I wrote during vacation and it came to a grand total of 6,205 words plus I also wrote two long poems. That puts me to 33,470 words towards the 80,000 of my completed novel.
I suddenly feel like celebrating!
What's a New Year's Day without thinking our goals of the upcoming year? I know that's a burden to some people but I enjoy it. Yes, I'm a masochist about these things. But really, I look at my list not as a jail sentence but as a chance to keep on track. So with that in mind, here my goals are. Behold me as I am.
GOALS 2007
"Be always at war with your vices, at peace with your neighbors, and let each New Year find you a better man." -- Benjamin Franklin
This is a little non-food catch up post. I worked all weekend and have a cold so I'm not moving real fast on Doctor's Kitchen Monday, although I have decided what I'm going to do. Hopefully will be able to knock that out tomorrow.
However, in the meantime, much more exciting to me is this. I'm officially a published poet. I wrote "Code Blue" following my first code experience as a student in respiratory school. It's been published by The University of Oklahoma's School Medicine literary journal called "Blood and Thunder: Musings on the Art of Medicine". I'm on page 8, I whisper to myself...
I've published a few other things: the recipe in the 2007 Farmer's Almanac, two cross stitch designs, several small online food articles, but this one is really special to me. I love holding the magazine in my hand. I don't know if I can explain it but all I've ever wanted to do is write. I am a writer. I've never doubted myself. I have always felt, when I finish a story or a poem, that it's the same as me saying "Here. This is me. This is a small piece of who I am, the best of who I am." That's what holding this magazine means to me.
Code Blue
By Glenna Anderson Muse
Your flesh still warm
Beneath my palms as I
Compress your rib cage.
Short spurts of blood
Travel your arteries,
A precious cargo of oxygen.
Your mouth slack,
Eyes half closed.
No light behind them
That I can see.
My biceps shudder
Sweat drips off me
To fall on you.
The whoosh of the
Ambu bag competes
With doctor orders
And nurse-called numbers.
And then as if
An actor taking a cue
You breathe.
Your heart pumps.
Back from vacation,
A hiatus of
Bodily indecision.
Released from duty
I step into the bathroom.
While washing my hands
I thank God
For your life.
I realize
I don’t even
Know your name.
On page 172 of the 2007 Old Farmer's Almanac, the original Ben Franklin, Old Farmer's Almanac (beware of the copycats) you'll find a recipe published by yours truly, she writes grinning wildly. I won second place in their rice recipe contest. They also have it on the almanac website, I'm sure just for me so I can stare at my name in print for several hours a day grinning like a fool. After all, it IS the Farmer's Almanac, not some little regional magazine with a circulation of 13 people on a mountain top in Tibet. It made my heart go pitterpat to pick it up in the grocery store and flip open the page to find my name. I know it's only a recipe but I'm excited anyway.