Friday morning, the Today Show played a recording of the Bush twins reading a letter to the Obama girls. The letter was about growing up in the White House and advice on how to cope with your dad being the president of the United States. As the letter was read, pictures of the Bushs' were shown. I was especially touched by this one....a young George holding his newborn twin girls.
I can honestly say I will miss the "W" and the entire Bush family. After all, a Bush has been in the White House for 12 of my 25 years. Their personal lives have always fascinated me a little. My interest dates back when Millie was the first pet. Millie was George Sr. and Barbara's Brittany spaniel. As a child and avid dog lover ( I don't know what happened to that part of me), I wrote a letter to Barbara about her beloved spaniel. I received a nice reply and a photograph of Millie. When I was in elementary school, I saw George Sr. speak at the Greenville airport when he was up for re-election against Bill Clinton. Later I saw George W. Bush my sophomore year at Auburn. He came to endorse Bob Riley, Alabama's present governor.
When I got married, just for fun, I sent a wedding invitation to George and Laura. Of course they didn't come, but I did receive a generic reply addressed from 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. I kept it on my refrigerator for about a year and now keep it with my wedding memorabilia. Another fond connection I feel with the "W" is the song he danced to with Jenna at her wedding "You are so Beautiful to me." This is the same song my dad and I danced to at my wedding. I wish the best for good ol George and hope the history books regard him more highly than most Americans do right now. He had a tough presidency and I'm sure no one is more relieved than he to be finished. Farewell to the Chief...
Last Friday morning we were robbed. It happened between 3 - 4 am in our driveway. Stephen's driver's side rear window was busted into and some crackhead stole his new deer rifle, a bag of ammo, a pair of waders, and a coat. This morning on our way to church, we were approached by another crackhead at a stoplight. He asked us for money. When we told him we didn't have any, he was openly angry. These two incidences have left us feeling violated, paranoid, and fearful of the boldness of these strangers. All this to say, we are now both packing heat.
Here I am with my grandmother's old Smith and Wesson 38 spl. Airweight and Stephen with his new Kel-Tec PF-9. Let me just say, I'm probably more afraid of the guns than I am any criminal.
We had homemade fried chicken fingers and honey mustard tonight. The picture below really doesn't do the meal justice. Like all new recipes, this was an experiment. The one thing we would have done differently is cut the chicken tenders into smaller pieces. This would help the chicken cook faster and not make the batter turn so dark. Recipe is as follows:
Three large chicken breast cut up into chicken tenders
Batter 1 1/3 cup flour 1/4 teaspoon salt 1/4 teaspoon pepper 2 teaspoons baking powder 1 cup milk 1 egg beaten
Mix all ingredients together and dip chicken in batter. Throw in deep fryer and cook at 350 for about 15 minutes (maybe a little less, use your own judgment).
Honey Mustard Mayonaise Mustard Honey
No specific measurements, just mix 3 ingredients to taste the way you like it.