
Meat
Vegetable/Broth Mixture
Pasta
Serving
|
|
Whether you have recently been introduced to online blogging and article writing or you are a seasoned professional or student, there may come a time when you will be faced with overcoming the problem of "writer's block". For those of you who may not be familiar with this term, Wikapedia defines the problem as follows:
"Writer's block is a phenomenon involving temporary loss of ability to begin or continue writing, usually due to lack of inspiration or creativity."
If this problem should occur with you, during your brainstorming and writing sessions, don't worry, because there is one specific technique, which I believe will work for you in overcoming this temporary issue. This technique is called "Journaling".
Journaling is different from your standard writing because you are able, and encouraged, to break all of the formal rules of writing. What I mean by that is that this is much like a personal therapy session between you and your paper or computer screen, where you should feel 100% free to write the first thoughts that come to your mind, without placing any judgments on what you are writing.
First, you should find a place where you can feel comfortable. If you can't be in a comfortable location, don't worry, because that will probably give you more to write about in the beginning, anyways.
Next, buy a spiral notebook and grab a pencil (so you can erase, if you feel like it), or sit at your computer screen...whichever style is most comfortable for you. I, like Oprah Winfrey, prefer to write out everything long hand on paper, but you may choose to type freely on your computer screen...that's okay. Remember, the fewer rules you place on yourself, the closer you will come in achieving your ultimate goal.
At this point, you are ready to begin writing the FIRST thoughts that come to your mind, no matter how silly, useless or insignificant they may seem. Write these words or phrases, without worrying about punctuation, spelling, margins or the content even making sense. For instance, if you cannot think of how to begin, you might just begin by write something like the following:
"Wow...I can't think of anything to write. I can't think of anything to write. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Why can't I think of anything to write? This is so crazy! I don't know whether anything will ever pop into my head because I have so many distractions around me causing me not to be able to think and write. Oh, I wish I had some help. Bummer. I'm bummed. This makes me sad. What can I do next? I need to think of something to write for my blog but I just don't know what. I'm tired., etc..."
You see...the whole point of the exercise is to release any tensions you may be feeling or placing upon yourself. Sometimes, you may feel that your thoughts and words are not significant enough in order for you to put them down on paper. Because of that, you may tend to "freeze up"causing your mind to shut down it's creative processes. However, once the boredom, distractions, etc. are all acknowledged and written about, your thoughts will then begin to open up and allow your pen to flow freely again.
Just relax during your journaling and release yourself from the burden of having to be creative. This is not a diary or a story, so all the structure can be forgotten. The content doesn't need to make sense to anyone. This is all just for you! So, breathe and realize that EACH and every one of your thoughts is okay and that EVERY single word is important and worthy enough to be written down.
This exercise should be done for 10 to 30 minutes each day, for about 30 days. Once you begin this technique, you will once again learn to appreciate the writing process and not feel so bound by limitations and intimidated with the lack of creating content. It will increase your imagination and creativity, by opening your mind and freeing it from the blocks that restrict you. It will also help boost your self-confidence level, enabling thoughts to easily stream in and out of your mind, allowing you to become more aware of interesting topics.
This technique was first introduced to me by one of my college professors. I, too, dealt with the problem of Writer's Block, and would continually "freeze up" at the moment of test taking. When it was time to write our test essays, my mind would go completely blank and I could think of nothing to write. This was frustrating, to say the least. But, by taking my professor's advise and journaling, I was able to overcome my problems. Once I applied this technique, thoughts were overflowing and made the process of writing papers and essays a breeze. When I returned to class, I achieved straight A's and was told by my professor that a panel of judges had graded and chosen my final essay as the best written essay among all the students attending summer classes.

Serve and enjoy!
Note: May store at room temperature for 4-5 days on counter, lightly covered with foil.
![]() Don't you love it, when you accidentally stumble upon something that seems to be the perfect gadget in helping you solve a problem you've been dealing with? Well, last week, right before I began decorating my Christmas tree and stringing all of the lights on it, that is exactly what happened to me. Early in the day, my son was playing with a small bouncy ball in the kitchen, which accidentally bounced out of control and rolled deep underneath the refrigerator, far out of reach. Listening from the other room, I could hear him and his dad discussing what they could use that would be long enough to reach back far enough and grasp a hold of the ball to push it out. Then, I suggested the Dritz yard stick that we had nearby in the laundry room. They thought that was a good idea, so they tried it. A few minutes later, however, I heard them calling for me because the yard stick was now stuck under the refrigerator and they needed me to come see if I could loosen it. It was lodged between the floor, some tubing and a metal piece. Since our floors are made of wood and I didn't want to scratch them, I carefully attempted to maneuver the yard stick out. Careful, however, wasn't working...this yard stick was really stuck and was not going to come out easily. I was getting frustrated. I thought, "Fine...I'm just going to give it a huge pull and see what happens." So I tugged and pulled as hard as I could, then "bink," suddenly it came loose. Everything looked fine, except that the yard stick was missing the metal casing and eyelet cover that it had on the end. Now there was just a raw, wooden notch left in the end of the stick. But that was okay...at least the yard stick was out. Whew! Later that evening, when we decided to bring in our fresh Christmas tree, set it up in the stand and string all the lights on it, little did I know I would soon be seeing my yard stick again. Since stringing the lights had always been my job, I brought out my two-step ladder, pushed it up against the tree, grabbed my first string of lights and was ready to start stringing from the top of the tree. It didn't take me long, though, to realize that I was too short and couldn't reach high enough to wrap the lights around the top branch. Thinking about what I could use to help me throw the string of lights over and around the top edge of the tree, I thought of the yard stick. So, I ran to the other room to get my yard stick, came back to my ladder, climbed up to grab my string of lights and was pleasantly surprised at how the wire for the lights fit perfectly inside the newly made, notched hole of my yard stick. This accidental solution allowed me to reach an additional three feet above my head to decorate the top of my tree. It's definitely a tool that I will keep handy and use again year after year. |
RECIPE FOR MAGIC REINDEER FOOD 1/2 cup of Raw Oatmeal 3 Tbls. of Glitter ****************** Sprinkle the Magic Reindeer Food on your lawn. The sparkle of the glitter in the moonlight and the smell of the oats will guide Santa and his reindeer to your house! Happy Holidays! ****************** ![]() * Note For Gift Giving:
(Not for human consumption) |
As many of you may know, I recently wrote an article entitled "Are You Paying Attention To The Relationships That Matter The Most To You." Well, much to my surprise, I received several comments and emails regarding the article and how it touched people's hearts and made them reflect upon their own lives. This thrilled me! One of my favorite comments, however, which the reader felt was too long to include in the comments section of my blog, was sent to me via email. With her permission, I have reprinted it for you below, exactly as she sent it to me (with the exception of a couple of name changes), because I felt that it had important significance and truly touched my heart.
Kim McDougal, the writer of the comments and creator of the food blog, Ordinary Recipes Made Gourmet, is a virtual friend that I met a few weeks ago on Twitter, the social/business networking site, where people can search for and locate individuals with like-minded interests in business and/or hobbies and share ideas together. Kim and I quickly began communicating back and forth over the internet about our mutual passion for cooking and decided to take a look at each other's blogs to get to know each other better. While Kim was reading and commenting on my relationship article, I was busy printing out her Raspberry Yogurt Cake recipe to try.
Later that evening, my children and I headed for the kitchen with Kim's recipe in hand. We all pitched in, mixing up the cake in about 15 minutes and carefully placing it in the oven to bake. 45 minutes later, we removed the delicious cake you see pictured below. Since it was so late that night, the kids and I left it covered under our glass cake stand for the night. The next morning, Kim's Raspberry Yogurt Cake became the perfect compliment for my morning cup of hot coffee.
Once everyone tasted it, we unanimously decided that the flavor of the cake closely resembled Otis Spunkmeyer's Blueberry Muffins (which we all enjoy), except it tasted fresher and denser. This led me to the thought of substituting blueberries, strawberries, or possibly even cranberries to this cake, as a variation. Blueberries would be magnificent!
The cake, itself, is flavorful and dense, moist and sweet. The slight tartness of the berries gently offsets the sweetness of the cake. The top surface of the cake is a beautiful golden color, which really needs no decoration at all. However, for a variation, we decided to top it off with the sprinkling of some powdered sugar. Another serving suggestion would be to gather a few fresh raspberries, cluster them in the center and accent with one or two mint leaves before serving.
The original recipe for this delicious Raspberry Yogurt Cake can be found here, at Kim's link. In addition, however, I've written the recipe out fully below, just as my family baked it, so you could see the brands that we used, as well as the methods and minor changes we made to achieve our final results.
Before you sit down with your cup of coffee and slice of Raspberry Yogurt Cake, though, I hope you will remember Kim's story below and the life-lesson her grandmother taught..."Give People Flowers WHEN They Can Smell Them." Something she has obviously had to learn the hard way. But, from her lessons and communication with us, we all benefit.
Thanks, Kim, for sharing your sweet "bouquet of flowers" and Raspberry Yogurt Cake recipe with me! 
INGREDIENTS
2-eggs (I used 2 Extra-Large Eggland's Best brand)
1-cup plain unsweetened yogurt (I used Dannon brand)
1-cup granulated sugar
1/2-cup vegetable oil (I used Crisco brand)
2-cups all-purpose flour (I used King Arthur Flour, Unbleached All-Purpose brand)
1-Tbls. baking powder
1 or 2-tsp. vanilla extract, to taste (I used 2 tsps of Adam's Best [twice as strong] brand)
1-1/2 to 2-cups fresh raspberries, rinsed and patted dry
Optional: powdered sugar for decorating top of cake
DIRECTIONS
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Combine the yogurt, eggs, sugar, vanilla and oil. In another bowl, sift together the flour and baking powder. Add the flour mixture into the yogurt mixture and blend together.
Pour half of the batter into a greased ten-inch cake pan (for 9-inch pan, add 10-15 mins to baking time)*, then pour half of the raspberries on the surface. Cover the berries with the remaining batter and top with remaining half of the berries.
Bake for 40-45 minutes, until the top is golden brown and a cake tester comes out clean. Let stand for ten minutes and transfer onto a rack to cool.
*Optional - Soak Magi-Cake Baking Strips in water and wrap around outer side of cake pan, to help cake bake more evenly.
********************************
Kim McDougal's Story
Ok Rhonda, here it is...grab a cup of coffee, sit back and read my novel!!! LOL
Let me start off by telling you that I was brought up to believe I was black. Yet I looked differently than all my family, my classmates, my neighbors. I had long dark hair, light skinned, high cheek bones, etc. I got teased all through school for it. But somehow I didn't notice the color differences not till I moved to the south at age 25. I grew up in Chicago in the worse neighborhood - the south side - gangs, prostitution, drugs, killings outside our apartment, you name it. It was just me, my little brother, and my mother. I lived with them till I was 18 when I left to live with my grandmother and my step-grandfather in Indiana to go to college. That's when I learned the truth about my heritage.My grandma, "Grammy" sat me down and told me I am actually 1/3 White, 1/3 Native American, and 1/3 Black. My true grandfather on my mother's side was Indian. I don't remember what tribe, I guess at that time I was just shocked but it answered a lot of questions for me. My father's side was white while my mother's side of course with the Indian but mixed with Black. So I tell people I am simply Neopolitan!!! LOLMy real father met my mother when he was already married to someone else. I was the result of their affair. He promised my mother he would marry her, but you know how these stories usually go...he never did. Worse, he left his first wife, my mother and me and went off and married another woman. He did not want me but he fought my mother in court to change my last name. That's all I have of him. It has hurt me all my life, but I thank God anyway. My step-grandfather was extremely angry that my father rejected me like this and so he became my father. Landon was his name. I still remember him telling me one day, after I had tried to visit my father and he turned me away, "I'll be your father, you don't need him." Well, partly no and partly yes. A man, a father defines his kids. He shows the boy what kind of man he should become while he is his daughter's first date. He buys her her first dress and he defines for her the kind of man she should marry. Without that, a girl falls for all the wrong men, which I did.Landon could not take his place but he did love on me. Anything I needed for college or wanted, he got it for me. While I was living with them he loved to spend time with me. We'd watch sports on TV, I'd cook for him. He'd give me money even when I didn't need any. He was kind to me. He made me laugh. I loved him a lot Rhonda, but only one thing was wrong...I never told him so. Circumstances happened which forced me to leave and go back to Chicago to my mom and yet he still cared for me long distance.. We'd talk on the phone all the time. Still..I never told him I loved him. One terrible day I came home from a date, my mother told me we had to leave to go to Grammy. Landon had had a massive heart attack and died. He was DOA before the paramedics got there. I was in shock. It was a bad dream I thought. A bad dream! He couldn't be gone! But he was. I realized at that moment that I had never openly, audibly shown my love and appreciation for him. He had tried to do for me what my father failed to do. And now he was gone and I'd never get to tell him all that he meant to me. Immediately the guilt came and for years later, not only was I grieving, I was lost.I vowed I'd never let another soul in my life leave this world without me telling them and showing them how I feel about them. We take our relationships for granted too often. We're so busy coming and going that we pass each other without a single caring word. And we're not being mean but just in our own world... I took Landon for granted and I paid the price for that. All I could do was tell God I was sorry and ask for forgiveness from Him since Landon not here. Other people would tell me, "Oh honey, I'm sure he knew how you felt before he died..." He may have but nothing compares to hearing your child, adopted or born from your loins, telling you, "I love you Landon", "I love you Daddy". Nothing. I've lost my Mom and Grammy now but you can believe they not only knew I loved them, they heard me tell them several times a day everyday. I truly do believe in giving people flowers WHEN they can smell them!I'm glad to share this story with you. Thank you for being my new found friend.Love, Kim_______________________________
Kim McDougal, creator Ordinary Recipes Made Gourmet
