Perfect for Company

Thursday is Thanksgiving as everybody already knows.  I was invited to a friends house for Thanksgiving, but my mom decided that she wanted to come spend it with me.  Since this is the first time that my mom will see my house here in Oklahoma, I have to make it perfect.

So now I am scrabbling around cleaning, buying things to make the house look better, and planning out what I will make for turkey day.  Making turkey day dinner isn't a big thing for me, I've done it loads of times since I'm the cook in our family.  The thought of doing in my own house for my mom, is a different story.

Since I graduated college and moved out to Oklahoma and have done nothing with my degree, my mom has been very critical of me.  My mom is a teacher so education is important to her, and making enough money to support myself is important to her also.  We were like most families in America today, living paycheck to paycheck, and just barely scrapping by sometimes. 

I am hoping that with my coming out to finally see where I am, and how happy I am here that she may finally stop with all the criticism.  But, I seriously doubt that, if anything it will only get worse.  We shall see how it goes. **Cross your fingers**

A Country Girl's Whiskey Cake

I don't really have much to talk about.  I ended up not going shopping the other day.  I just started a diet and I've already lost 7 pounds in a week, so I decided not to shop for more clothes til I lost more weight. 

I did get a request for my famous whiskey cake from my neighbors, so I decided to share the recipe.

 

Whiskey Cake

1 box of yellow cake mix

1 box of instant vanilla pudding

4 eggs

1 cup milk

1/2 cup oil

1 shot Whiskey

Preheat oven to 350 degrees.  Oil Bunt pan and set aside.  Beat ingredients together with an electric mixer for 2 mins and pour into prepared pan.  Bake for 50 mins.

For glaze you'll need 1 stick of butter, 1 cup of sugar and 1 shot of whiskey.  Melt butter in pan and add whiskey and sugar.  Pour glaze over cake, let cool and enjoy.

My so called, "Gift"

As I said in my first post, I do have a "gift" or a sixth sense.  I am not a psychic or a medium, and I can't do magic over the phone or internet like psychic's claim they can. (How they can read someone over the internet is beyond me)  I am empathetic which means that I am able to feel other people's emotions or pains.

It wasn’t until I was 13 that I started having these weird feelings that I couldn’t explain.  My father passed away when I was young and my mom suffered with depression for years after.  I would start avoiding my mom’s room because every time I would walk in there I would feel overwhelmed with sadness.  When I was 14, friends of the family came to visit, and when I gave her a hug I had a feeling that she was pregnant.  Later that day, when I was able to talk to her alone, I asked her if she was pregnant.  I’ll never forget the look of shock on her face when I asked, and she told me that she only found out she was pregnant 3 days earlier. 

I have known when people have cancer before they were diagnosed, before a heart attack, before they died.  Living with this is very difficult, but I’ve found that living in a small town has helped me out a lot with my “problem.”  

As I am typing now, I am lounging on the couch watching my secret obsession, reruns of Dr. Quinn.  Growing up, my mom and I watched this show together every week.  I loved the show and was always so excited for the next episode.  Watching it now, I sometimes laugh at how corny the acting sometimes is.  Even though I do like Jane Seymour, in Dr. Quinn, she has the same expression for everything and sometimes it’s just plain weird.  

I also realized today that I am going need warmer clothes.  The weather is Oklahoma is schizophrenic, one day it may be 30 degrees then the next it’s in the 70’s.  That means tomorrow, after I get my work done here, it’s off on a shopping adventure.  Hopefully I’ll find enough clothes to keep me toasty warm this winter.  I do love sitting in front of a fire, but I can’t bring my horses inside to enjoy it with me.

Well, I guess that’s all for today, but stay tuned for more tomorrow.

In the beginning...

Writing your first blog post is the hardest thing to do.  Where do you start?  What do you say?  How much information should I give about myself?  So I guess I’ll just write whatever comes to mind.

I live in a small town in Oklahoma that has a population of about 500 people.  I came here about 2 years ago, not knowing that I would ever stay.  Originally, I’m not a country girl at all.  I was born and raised in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, and spent my summers with my family in New Jersey.  I always hated the city though, and found it very overwhelming.  

I always found solace when we went to visit our family friends in North Carolina.  I always told my mom that I wanted to live in the country and have a farm with horses.  My mom was a teacher, so her response my wanting this was usually, “That’s nice honey; just make sure you get an education first.  Then you can do whatever your heart desires.”  I did make my mom happy by going to college and getting a B.S. in Chemistry.  

Once I graduated from college I went to visit my college roommate who was from Oklahoma.  I didn’t know anything about Oklahoma when I came here, but once I arrived I was amazed by how beautiful it is.  The amount of open space and open land in Oklahoma is incredible, and every sunset is like a painting.

I do live on a farm, and I do have horses.  So, I did somewhat make my dream come true, but I’m sure you notice in my header that is says I live in a haunted house.  Well, that’s a story for another day.  I have lived my whole life with a sixth sense, and it’s not a blessing at all.  Again, another story for another day.

Even though I love living in Oklahoma and living in a rural area, adjusting to it is not easy.  I’m use to having everything I need only a 2 minute car ride away.  When you live in the country, going shopping can be an all day event.  It takes me 45 minutes to drive to Wal-mart or a shopping center.  There are stores and things in my town, but mostly mom and pop shops or specialty stores.  Everything just takes a little bit more time and planning than I’m use to, but that’s life and I’m getting use to it.

Living in the country isn’t as boring as you may believe, and with my life, that’s always something going on.  I hope that you find my life as entertaining as I do and follow along with me on my adventures.

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