Weekend Special

I am not usually looking forward to weekends because it is just like my regular days.
I am a stay-@-home mommy.
But today is something different. I am invited to a friend's farewell party.
I had just met her and now she is leaving.
They are heading to Texas for a New Adventure!

We are both from Philippines and we sometimes crave for Filipino food.
So I thought of making her something that would fix her craving.

Cassava cake.

Cassava cake.

It is a popular Filipino dessert made from grated cassava also known yucca/yucca root/manioc.

A woody shrub where the starch that is used to make tapioca's are derived.

Ingredients:

For the batter:

-2 packs grated cassava (about 2lbs wt. can be purchased in Filipino stores)
-1 can coconut milk
-½ can evaporated milk
-2 raw eggs
-¼ cup butter melted
-6 tbsp grated cheese
-½ can condensed milk
-14 tbsp sugar

For the topping:

-1 can coconut milk
-2 tbsp brown sugar
- ½ can condensed milk
-2 tbsp flour
-2 tbsp grated cheese
-egg white

Cooking Procedure:

Combine the grated cassava, butter, condensed milk, evaporated milk, cheese, sugar, and eggs in a mixing bowl and mix thoroughly

 Add the coconut milk in the mixing bowl where the mixed ingredients are. Mix again.

 Grease the baking tray then pour-in the batter (ingredients that has just been mixed)

 Pre -heat oven for 350 degrees Fahrenheit for 10 minutes then put-in the baking tray with batter and bake for 1 hour.Remove from the oven and set aside.

Meanwhile prepare the batter by combining the sugar and flour and put-in the heated saucepan.

Pour-in the condensed milk then mix thoroughly.

Add the cheese while stirring constantly.

Pour the coconut milk and stir constantly for 10 minutes

When it thickens (let it boil a lil) turn the heat off.

Pour the topping over the Cassava Cake (baked batter) and spread evenly.

Separate the yolk from the egg white of the remaining egg (we’ll be needing the egg white)

Glaze the topping with the egg white (you may use a basting brush for this step)

 Broil the Cassava cake until color turns light brown. 

(It will create a big bubble but that is alright check it often it browns quickly)

Its just a matter of seconds! I almost burnt the top!

 Garnish with grated cheese and serve. Share and enjoy!

  Sold Out! I'm glad everyone loved it.

 

What's your weekend plan?

When God Spoke to me........

When was the last time you dealt with a negative or difficult person?

Or the last time someone did or said something with the intention of hurting you? What was your response?

Usually we end up getting riled-up in our own defense. We too quickly jump to our own defense when we feel insulted. Sometimes siblings play villainous Cain to Abel. Relatives push buttons too. The closer they are, the more capable you are of getting hurt by them. Coping with difficult people is a hard and challenging work. Blood is thicker than water, but blood can sometimes be bad. Every family has a difficult family member, an in-law, a step-, an out-law, or someone alse that's at every family function who has a way of putting a damper on festivities, and this can make family get-togethers anything but pleasant. We cannot choose our family members, BUT we can choose how to react on their difficult behaviors.

There are people who thinks they know-it-all, and we know that a know-it-all is ALWAYS right, they can also be the arguer. There are some that thinks they do better than everyone and come off like snobs, and that STINKS. They always make you feel, you are NOT ENOUGH which makes you feel uncomfortable and self-conscious. There are spoiled brats that always loves to put a show, someone who I would call a show-stealer, and tries to control everything as to things must be done their way, what is happy for them and what is fun for them. There is also the sponge-type, who didn't want to contribute or take part but would show-up when the help is no longer needed.

I am the type of person who wants to get along with everyone. But no matter where we go we will face people who are negative, people who opposes our ideas, people who piss us off, or people who simply do not like us.

Resisting the trap set by difficult people is easier if you are aware of your vulnerability to getting hurt then feeling angry. As they say, you can win more bees with honey, than you can with vinegar. We cannot control what a difficult person say or do, BUT we can control ourselves.

“Holding a grudge against someone is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.” We only hurt ourselves when we react to negativity. Because what they do is a reflection of what they feel internally and then they express it externally and it just happened that you are infront of that expression. Sure you need to stand-up for yourself but do so w/o demanding that you be above criticism at all costs. When we respond impulsively it is a natural response, however, is it the smart thing to do? When we fight back, it feels satisfying in our heads, but is it satisfying in our soul? Nothing good comes out in reacting against someone in a negative state. The angrier our thoughts become, the angrier we become. It is wasting our energy, Where attention goes, thats where energy flows. When we allow negativity in our lives, it sublty bleeds in different areas of our lives too. We carry that energy with us throughout the day.

Let them express how they feel and let it be, they are entitled to express themselves. People perceives things differently, it may be good to you, but to some it may be bad. They may also express it less eloquent or tactful than you would expect...it may also be offensive.

Satan can bring people in your lives to torment you but this is what the scripture says......

Zephaniah 3: 16-17

¹⁶ On that day it shall be said to Jerusalem:
“Fear not, O Zion;
   let not your hands grow weak.
¹⁷ The LORD your God is in your midst,
   a mighty one who will save;
he will rejoice over you with gladness;
   he will quiet you by his love;
he will exult over you with loud singing.

GUDLAFFs

HOLY EMAIL 

One day God was looking down at earth and saw all of 

the rascally behavior that was going on.. So He called 

one of His angels and sent the angel to earth for a time. 

When he returned, he told God, 'Yes, it is bad on earth; 

95% are misbehaving and only 5% are not. 

God thought for a moment and said, 'Maybe I had better 

send down a second angel to get another opinion.' 

So God called another angel and sent him to earth for a 

time. When the angel returned he went to God and said, 

'Yes, it's true. The earth is in decline; 95% are misbehaving, 

but 5% are being good..' 

God was not pleased. So He decided to e-mail the 5% who 

were good, because he wanted to encourage them, and 

give them a little something to help them keep going. 

Do you know what the e-mail said? 

Okay, I was just wondering,

because I didn't get one either.

  

Why I am depressed... 
  
  
Over five thousand years ago, Moses said to the children of Israel , "Pick 
Up your shovels, mount your asses and camels, and I will lead you to the 
Promised Land." 
  
Nearly 75 years ago, (when Welfare was introduced) Roosevelt said, "Lay down 
your shovels, sit on your asses, and light up a Camel, this is the Promised 
Land." 
  
Today, the government has stolen your shovel, taxed your asses, raised the 
price of Camels and mortgaged the Promised Land! 
  
I was so depressed last night thinking about health care, the economy, the 
wars, lost jobs, savings, Social Security, retirement funds, etc .  .  . 
  
I called a Suicide Hotline.  I had to press 1 for English. 
  
I was connected to a call center in Pakistan.  I told them I was suicidal. 
They got excited and asked if I could drive a truck.

Put your full attention to reading these questions--even then you're likely to mess up.  

  

Just think a little outside the box to get these right.  

Think before you answer. Some are tough.


1. Johnny's mother had three children.
The first child was named April. The second child was named May.
What was the third child's name?


2. There is a clerk at the butcher shop,
he is five feet ten inches tall and he wears size 13 sneakers.
What does he weigh?


3. Before Mt. Everest was discovered,
what was the highest mountain in the world?


4. How much dirt is there in a hole
that measures two feet by three feet by four feet?


5. What word in the English Language
is always spelled incorrectly?


6. Billy was born on December 28th, yet his birthday is always in the summer.
How is this possible?


7. In California, you cannot take a picture of a man with a wooden leg.
Why not?


8. What was the President's Name
in 1975?


9. If you were running a race, and you passed the person in 2nd place, what place would you be in now?


10. Which is correct to say,
"The yolk of the egg are white" or "The yolk of the egg is white"?


11. If a farmer has 5 haystacks in one field and 4 haystacks in the other field,
how many haystacks would he have if he combined them all in another field?

Here are the Answers


1. Johnny's mother had three children.
The first child was named April. The second child was named May.
What was the third child's name?


Answer: Johnny, of course


2. There is a clerk at the butcher shop,
he is five feet ten inches tall, and he wears size 13 sneakers.
What does he weigh?


Answer: Meat.


3. Before Mt. Everest was discovered,
what was the highest mountain in the world?


Answer: Mt. Everest; it just wasn't discovered yet. [You're not very good at this are you?]


4. How much dirt is there in a hole that measures two feet by three feet by four feet?


Answer: There is no dirt in a hole.


5. What word in the English Language
is always spelled incorrectly?


Answer: Incorrectly


6. Billy was born on December 28th, yet her birthday is always in the summer.
How is this possible?


Answer: Billy lives in the Southern Hemisphere


7. In California, you cannot take a picture of a man with a wooden leg.
Why not?


Answer: You can't take pictures with a wooden leg. You need a camera to take pictures.


8. What was the President's Name
in 1975?


Answer: Same as is it now - Barack Obama [Oh, come on ...]


9. If you were running a race, and you passed the person in 2nd place,
what place would you be in now?


Answer: You would be in 2nd. Well, you passed the person in second place, not first.


10. Which is correct to say,
"The yolk of the egg are white" or "The yolk of the egg is white"?


Answer: Neither, the yolk of the egg is yellow [Duh]


11. If a farmer has 5 haystacks in one field and 4 haystacks in the other field,
how many haystacks would he have if he combined them all in another field?


Answer: One. If he combines all of his haystacks, they all become one big stack.


You can go back to sleep now ...

Sitting on the side of the road waiting to catch speeding drivers, a Massachusetts state trooper sees a car puttering along at 24 mph. He thinks to himself,"This driver is as dangerous as a speeder!" So he turns on his lights and pulls the driver over. 
Approaching the car, he notices that there are five elderly ladies - two in the front seat, and three in the back, wide-eyed and white as ghosts. 

The driver, obviously confused, says to him, "Officer, I don't understand. I was going the exact speed limit. What seems to be the problem?" 
The trooper, trying to contain a chuckle, explains to her that "24" was the Route number, not the speed limit. 

A bit embarrassed, the woman grinned and thanked the officer for pointing out her error.
"But before you go, Ma'am, I have to ask, is everyone in this car OK?  These women seem awfully shaken." 
"Oh, they'll be all right in a minute, officer. We just got off Route 128."

Dont mix your meds!!!

Another one is don't take a laxative and a sleeping pill at the same time.

 This is too often true, so maybe it is not so funny, especially if it happens to you. You need to go so bad you can hardly wait. You

definitely cannot go someplace else, it's too late.

When you have to visit a public bathroom, you usually find a line of women, so you smile politely and
take your place. Once it's your turn, you check for feet under the stall doors. Every stall is occupied.

Finally, a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the stall.

You get in to find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter,the wait has been so long you are about to wet your pants! The dispenser for the modern 'seat covers' (invented by someone's Mom, no doubt) is handy, but empty. You would hang your purse on the door hook, if there was one, but there isn't - so you carefully, but quickly drape it around your neck, (Mom would turn over in her grave if you put it on the FLOOR! ), yank down your pants, and assume 'The Stance.'

In this position your aging, toneless thigh muscles begin to shake. You'd love to sit down, but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold 'The Stance.'


To take your mind off your trembling thighs, you reach for what you discover to be the empty toilet paper dispenser. In your mind, you can hear your mother's voice saying, 'Honey, if you had tried to clean the seat, you would have KNOWN there was no toilet paper!' Your thighs shake more.

You remember the tiny tissue that you blew your nose on yesterday - the one that's still in your purse. (Oh yeah, the purse around your neck, that now, you have to hold up trying not to strangle yourself at the same time). That would have to do. You crumple it in the puffiest way possible. It's still smaller than your thumbnail

Someone pushes your door open because the latch doesn't work. The door hits your purse, which is hanging around your neck in front of your chest, and you and your purse topple backward against the tank of the toilet. 'Occupied!' you scream, as you reach for the door, dropping your precious, tiny, crumpled tissue in a puddle on the floor, lose your footing altogether, and slide down directly onto the TOILET SEAT .. It is wet of course. You bolt up, knowing all too well that it's too late. Your bare bottom has made contact with every imaginable germ and life form on the uncovered seat because YOU never laid down toilet paper - not that there was any, even if you had taken time to try. You know that your mother would be utterly appalled if she knew, because, you're certain her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, dear, 'You just don't KNOW what kind of diseases you could get.'


By this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, propelling a stream of water like a fire hose against the inside of the bowl that sprays a fine mist of water that covers your butt and runs down your legs and into your shoes. The flush somehow sucks everything down with such force that you grab onto the empty toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged in too.


At this point, you give up. You're soaked by the spewing water and the wet toilet seat. You're exhausted. You try to wipe with a gum wrapper you found in your pocket and then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks.


You can't figure out how to operate the faucets with the automatic sensors, so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and walk past the line of women still waiting.


You are no longer able to smile politely to them. A kind soul at the very end of the line points out a piece of toilet paper trailing from your shoe. (Where was that when you NEEDED it??) You yank the paper from your shoe, plunk it in the woman's hand and tell her warmly, 'Here, you just might need this.'



As you exit, you spot your hubby, who has long since entered, used, and left the men's restroom. Annoyed, he asks, 'What took you so long, and why is your purse hanging around your neck?'


This is dedicated to women everywhere who deal with public restrooms (rest??? You've GOT to be kidding!!). It finally explains to the men what really does take us so long. It also answers their other commonly asked questions about why women go to the restroom in pairs. It's so the other gal can hold the door, hang onto your purse and hand you Kleenex under the door!

This HAD to be written by a woman! No one else could describe it so accurately!
Send this to all women that need a good laugh AND, don't forget to have a mammogram!!!!!! It could save your life!

As I was driving home this week worrying about all the crap going on in 
Washington and at how my life was falling apart I saw a yard sign that said: 
 

   NEED HELP?
   CALL JESUS 
 1-800-005-3787   

Out of curiosity and desperation, I did.  

A Mexican showed up with a lawnmower.