Diva Ranting: Holier than Thou…

Guilty even if innocent….

Yours truly was confronted by someone still incensed from something I was supposed to have done in November 2018. I never heard of it and when I was shown what I was supposed to have posted on a the sacred website it was shown to be me but I didn’t do it. Those who have followed The Crones for anytime know we don’t give a horses ass about your stuff. We admit our craziness and faults and we never intend to intentionally offend anyone. But here it was full blown. The person said she was so mad she wanted to slap me. My response if you felt that way you should have, that day, not festered on it for four months before telling me; even if I was guilty until proven innocent in your eyes.

My point in this is, that in this modern world of chaos where it seems more and more people wake up invested in being incensed, we can’t win. If you don’t have the tits up to come and look me in the eye and speak your mind we cannot resolve an issue. With some, so cloaked in their own self righteousness, you will never resolve it like adults. Mother Teresa would say…love them anyway and move on (or words to that effect).

These days we will always have those cloak and dagger folks out there maligning us without our knowing. I don’t care but you may. Anyway, don’t let anyone rain on your parade. If you focus on darkness you get more darkness or even the devil himself. I choose the light of saying oh well, don’t sweat the petty stuff and don’t pet the sweaty stuff LOL!

Don’t get us wrong. We are salty old crones with hearts of gold but as fierce as any warrior on the planet if you take us on. Don’t get me wrong….I love pitching a good “hissy fit” for a good cause. Right is Right!

Soooooooooooooooooooooo…

I’ve decided that since no matter what We do somebody’s going to pick us apart every day. Rather than have to listen to a diatribe of uneducated people’s tripe and bologna, let’s just post our own list. They can check off the ones they want to pick on that day and feel fulfilled.
> We/me and my peeps still won’t give a hoot and everybody’s happy LOL. I’ll start:  

> Please place a check mark next to every insult you want me to feel bad about today…
> She’s fat
> She wears too make up
> She overdresses
> She looks me in the eyes and intimidates me.
> She’s a salty old crone.

> She makes me face things head on; I hate that.

>She’s blunt and says what she thinks; makes me uncomfortable
> She think she’s the Queen of the Cosmos?￰
> She’s an intellectual snob

> She’s mean to mean people right back!!!
> She scares me
> I hate her
Here’s a few for starters… Knock yourselves out LOL… me and my peeps will be doing our yoga and not really caring at all. My personal Facebook posse liked the idea.

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Diva Ranting: I Mean What I Said…

Mean What You Said

Here in the South we use words like sweetheart, angel, precious, Sweetie, dear, as terms of endearment. Yet there are those outside our Southern culture who are insulted by this show of human affection.

If it’s someone that I know or I don’t know… well, it’s still a term of endearment and when it comes out of my mouth I mean it. I mean it as a term in endearment, I mean it as a term that you are someone special to me, I mean it as I noticed and acknowledged you. I won’t change that part of my upbringing for anyone. You don’t have to accept our terms of endearment, just as we don’t accept your gift of being incensed over everything, every body does, all the time.

Me and my Southern Divas will keep doing what we’re doing with love and good intention, because our Daddy’s and Mamas raised us right. You keep doing what your doing because you want to be that way. Me and my posse will keep giving the love.

Disclaimer: If you hear a Southern Woman say…”Bless your little heart!” as a punctuation to a disagreement…run for the hills. She is ready to rip out your heart and bake it in a pie!

Diva Tasting: One Skillet Chicken n’ Veggies…

Here in the South we love our cast iron skillets.  Here is a one skillet dish I hope you enjoy.  You can use chicken breasts if you don’t like dark meat.

Cast Iron Chicken & Vegetables 

Ingredients

Meat:

8 Large Chicken Thighs With Skin
Seasonings:
2 Tablespoons Ground Black Pepper, Divided
1 Tablespoon Garlic Powder
1 Tablespoon Paprika
1 Tablespoon Ground Cumin
2 Teaspoons Sea Salt, Divided
6 Tablespoons Peanut Oil
Sauce:
8 Tablespoons Butter
1/3 Cup Honey
2 Tablespoons Sriracha Sauce
2 Tablespoons Soy Sauce
4 Teaspoons Lime Juice
1 Tablespoon Balsamic Vinegar
Vegetables:
6 Potatoes, Chopped
4 Carrots, Chopped
2 Large Yellow Onions, Chopped
1 Head Garlic, Peeled
4 Tablespoons Balsamic Vinegar
2 Cups Water

Directions

  1. Preheat the oven to 400 degrees F.

  2. Pat chicken dry. Combine 1 tablespoon black pepper, garlic powder, paprika, cumin, and 1 teaspoon salt in a bowl. Rub the mixture on the chicken.

  3. Heat a cast iron skillet over high heat. Add peanut oil to the hot skillet and watch it carefully; when oil smokes, add chicken, skin-side down. Cook until browned, about 4 minutes each side. Transfer chicken to a plate; reserve drippings in the skillet.

  4. Melt butter in a small saucepan. Add honey, sriracha sauce, soy sauce, and lime juice and balsamic vinegar. Add remaining black pepper and salt. Bring sauce to a boil; reduce heat and simmer until thickened, about 5 minutes.

  5. Return skillet with drippings to medium-high heat. Add potatoes, carrots, onion, and garlic. Cook and stir until browned, 5 to 7 minutes. Remove from heat. Add chicken on top of the vegetables, skin-side up. Coat with about a third of the sauce.

  6. Bake in the preheated oven for 10 minutes. Add Balsamic Vinegar and water to the skillet and coat chicken with another third of the sauce. Cook until an instant-read thermometer inserted into the meat near the bone reads 165 degrees F (74 degrees C) and vegetables are tender, about 20 minutes. Coat chicken with remaining sauce before serving.

The Table: No Bake Boston Cream ….

No Bake Boston Cream 

Ingredients

For The Crust:

  • 2 And ½ Cup Graham Cracker Crumbs

  • 2 Tbsp Granulated Sugar

  • 10 Tbsp Unsalted Butter Melted

Ingredients For The Filling:

  • 2 Packages 8 Oz. Each Cream Cheese Softened

  • 8 Oz Tub Whipped Topping

  • ½ Cup Powdered Sugar

  • 1 Package 3.4 Oz. Instant Vanilla Pudding

  • 1 Tsp Vanilla Extract

Ingredients For The Ganache:

  • 6 Ounces Semi-Sweet Chocolate Chunks Or Chips

  • 1/4 C+ 2 Tbsp Cup Heavy Cream Or Half And Half

  • 1 ½ Tbsp Granulated Sugar

  • 1 ½ Tbsp Corn Syrup

INSTRUCTIONS:

How to make the crust:

  1. Line a 13″x 9″ pan with aluminum foil or parchment paper. Set aside. Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F.

  2. Place graham crackers in the food processor. Add sugar and process until combined.

  3. Slowly drizzle in the melted butter and process until the crust comes together.

  4. Place the crust into prepared pan and press down firmly.

  5. Bake the crust for 7 to 8 minutes.

  6. Set aside to cool completely. (Baking the crust will prevent it’s crumbling when slicing the dessert.)

Ingredients to make the filling:

  1. Place cream cheese in the food processor. Process until creamy, 10 to 15 seconds.

  2. Add vanilla extract, pudding mix and sugar. Process until well combined.

  3. Add the whipped topping in two additions, process just until combined. Do not over mix.

  4. Scoop the filling onto the ready crust. Spread evenly. Smooth the top out with an offset spatula.

  5. Place the pan in a fridge to chill until set (2 hours to overnight).

Ingredients to make the ganache:

  1. Place the chocolate in a medium mixing bowl.

  2. Place the cream, sugar and corn syrup in a medium saucepan and heat to just boiling. Remove from heat.

  3. Pour the cream over the chocolate. Do not mix! Let stand 5 minutes.

  4. Whisk the ganache until smooth. Let cool to room temperature.

  5. Pour the ganache over the filling or top each slice just before serving.

Diva Ranting: Manners…

Is it just me! Manners…

Last week it was pouring rain and a nice man came over to the car and held his umbrella so I wouldn’t get wet. He walked me into the store where we were headed and I complemented him and his mother for raising such a gentleman. He said he made her proud most days and he was 40-ish. I lament all the time these days how men in the South have become so rude. I just don’t see that kind of gentleman as often. I know the libbers have halted some of it but they didn’t make them have to be rude and crude with it. I salute those men who still remember what mamma and daddy taught them about good manners. It’s a dying art.

So, here I come ranting again about the rudeness of today’s men. I was out running chores for the office and a man ‘on my left’ at a 4 way stop came us a couple of seconds after me. As I pulled forward with the right of way he intentionally ran the stop tried to hit me. He began cursing, and flipping me off as he made his left turn. I stopped and smiled and that outraged him more. His eyes were pale vampire red in the iris and his hair and beard made him look even more maniacal. These social pariah are everywhere these days. Not just in Appalachia. The answer is simple. Be nicer to each other. So simple, yet unattainable in our current chaos infested world of incensed souls.

I trust our readers are putting out enough love and good vibrations to help restore the balance at least a little bit. We so need a revival of manners and kindness in our world. I hope at least some of you can remember the good ole’ days when that happened. Namaste, The Queen Cronista

Diva Rambling: Power of Words…

Power of Words…

I recently read a quote: “Words cast spells. That’s why it’s called “SPELLING”. Words are energy, choose them wisely.

Whoever said sticks and stones will break my bones but words will never hurt me…was, in my opinion, totally out of touch with human emotion. Some of us are more tough skinned than others and words from idiots don’t bother us. But some of us are sensitive beings whose confidence is easily shattered by a harsh or bullying discourse from peers. While I am blessed not to be one of them I certainly understand how words impact those glorious, sensitive, souls who struggle with balancing the sensory overload caused by human input.

If we could only edit our thoughts to be kinder, we would do so much less damage to those around us. In our current world many don’t give a rats assets to care. They leave soul destruction in the wake of their journey through the world each day. I cannot say I’m an angel, because I’ll use whatever words I feel meet the need of the moment, when I see or hear a bully taking on an innocent anywhere, anytime. I am not a crone you want to tangle with for any reason. However, while I try to remember the power of my “word spells”, usually don’t let go unless I believe I’m seeing evil incarnate spewing on the innocent.

My point is, always realize that words do have power over others in different ways. Choose your words wisely as they are conversations with the Universe and it will send Karma your way for the choices you’ve made…good or bad!

Found a good light heart-ed poem for emphasis on the power of words….

A fairy sung a song
beauty of those words
rivers start to flow
flowers start to grow
universe slowed
Just to hear that melody

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Namaste, The Queen Cronista

Diva Ranting: Disposable Family/Siblings

Disposable Siblings

It’s a universal law that we can pick on our siblings ceaselessly. And years later we still put guilt trips on them about the injustices they inflicted on us in our formative years. For some of us it takes years of therapy to overcome these injustices. Usually we all grow up and laugh at it all later. However, for those of who have a sadistic, social climbing wanna be, or a mean spirited snob for a relative they likely never leave it behind. They are embarrassed of their families and rarely if ever communicate with them. I have grown friends in their fifties and sixties who still lament these so called relatives in their lives. They still feel the hurt of the vicious behavior that has never stopped.

The Universe did not intend for us to carry the baggage of that kind of behavior from anyone in our lives. Learn to let go. Being related by blood does not mean you have to have anything to do with anyone who does not respect you for the wonderful person you’ve become. Thinking about them only intrudes on a life that is meant to be enjoyed. Don’t keep pouring salt on the wound. Ignoring bad people works and hurts no one. Some siblings in particular are evil incarnate. They are more worried about labels and social climbing than they are family or even people in general. Do not feel bad about shutting them out of your life. You need to make room to enjoy the wonder the Universe has put all around us.

I believe the best revenge is done by having a life fulfilled in spite of anyone who would have us do differently. Blocking the bad from your life lets you heal and allows you to focus on the things and people who truly matter.                          Namaste, The Queen Cronista