We are on vacation...ole!

We are gone for almost 3 weeks- not sure about posting abilities

BUT- I will be reading my favorite writers/authors and

you know who you are........all of you...my literary community!

Cheers- til later on...........I love you all..........

Happy Halloween!

Here's a little poem I wrote for Halloween...

And for Jingle's Poetry Potluck too...

BOO!

Once upon a dark and gloomy night

I was out for a little tiny bite

Of a tasty neck

Oh what the heck

It's my diet and I'll eat what I like

Magpie 38-Unknown Mothers

Adopted at the age of five

Was your Mother still alive

Were you abandoned

Or saved?

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My mother always told us that she had been put in an

orphanage at the age of 4 and adopted by an older woman

when she was only 5 years old. She always told us that

she only remembered swinging on a gate waiting for her

father to come home. When he didn't my mother was

sent to an orphanage with her smaller sister.

My adopted Grandmother died when I was only 3.

So I don't remember her at all. I only remember the

horrific stories my mother told me about how she was

raised by this older widow and the one letter my grandmother

wrote me when I was a tiny baby.

Years after my Mother had passed away, my father

told me that my biological grandparents had not died,

but had put my mother and her little sister in an

orphanage for unknown reasons. My mother's biological

mother had attempted to contact my mother, but was

refused at the front door. My grandfather tried to also see

that my mother was okay. Another refusal by my mother.

I tried to find them by writing the Orphanage and the City

where she had been adopted. It was too late as all I could

find out was that everyone had passed away.

Potluck Poem- Love and Romance

Love and Romance

It's a lively dance

A cha cha cha

A YES YES YES

I do gotcha

Machismo tangle

of legs and arms

A sexy samba

Aie Yie Caramba

Swift sure steps with

Feet in motion

Set the oceans

Of deep emotions

And there's that pause

When eyes glance

Oh take that chance

Of that forever dance

R is for Rice and Shrimp Risotto...

I don't have any photos of my tasty Shrimp Risotto....

so will these photos of the latest completed

baby quilt do?

Just finished this for our good friend Tom's

first grandson....and he's mighty grand from what

Tom says!

Here's the recipe:

Shrimp Risotto

2-4 Main Course servings

5 cups (about) low salt chicken broth

3/4 cups dry white wine

1 or 1/2 pound uncooked large shrimp peeled/deveined

6 T butter

3/4 cups chopped onion

2 large cloves garlic minced

1/4 tsp dried red pepper flakes

1 1/2 cups arborio rice

3/4 cup dry white wine

3 T chopped fresh parsley

3/4 freshly grated Parmesan cheese

Bring broth and 1/4 cup of wine to simmer in medium pan

Reduce heat-keep hot

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Melt 2 T of butter in medium skillet over medium heat

Add 1/2 the garlic and all the crushed red pepper, then shrimp

Saute til shrimp begins to turn pink-about 2 minutes

Add remaining 1/2 cup wine. Simmer another 2 minutes

Drain shrimp-set aside and reserve cooking liquid.

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Melt remaining butter in heavy large saucepan over medium heat

Add onion and remaining garlic, saute til onion is pale golden,

about 4 min.

Add rice and stir to coat about 2 minutes, Add 2 cups broth mixture

Simmer til absorbed stirring often. Continue adding broth mixture

1 cup at a time until liquid is absorbed before adding more-

about 20 minutes.

Stir in reserved shrimp cooking liquid.

Cook until rice is just tender and

mixture is creamy about 5 more minutes.

Remove from heat.

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Stir shrimp and chopped parsley into rice-season with salt and pepper.

Spoon into bowls and sprinkle

with Parmesan cheese according to your taste.

YUM.

Magpie 37- Mirror Mirror

Mirror mirror on the bed

Who's the cutest sleepy head

With rumpled jammies

and tangled hair and a

Drowsy face so rosy with heat

My little one is oh so sweet

Photo of me and my oldest son Phillip

many many years ago as he is 47 now!

Seven Deadly Sins-Potluck Poem

This weeks prompt for Poetry Potluck is the Seven Deadly Sins....

I did have just a wee bit o' fun with this one!

http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/10/poetry-potluck-seven-deadly-sins.html

She lustily sighed "Oh, please just one more"

Enviously eying the one she adored

Oozing with avarice and enormous greed

Her hand lazily reached over with a hungry need

Only to be met with a fierce hot anger

Refusing to admit her crumby fatal flaw

Of caloric intake beyond all awe

No wonder she cannot fit into her tiny size six

Those VooDoo Doughnuts got her into this fix.

http://voodoodoughnut.com/

"It's all their fault!"