Cheese Corner - Grilled Cheese Grill

Alright Portland! My husband and I have been wanting to check out some of the cool little eateries in our area for a while. While we were out with the kids yesterday we found this little place,
The Grilled Cheese Grill. It was sooo good. The kids loved it because it was grilled cheese. My husband and I loved it because we got two grilled cheese sandwiches with veggies and a burger patty in the middle. They call it the Cheesus. I got the Baby Cheesus that has only one grilled cheese sandwich with the burger in the middle. It filled us up. We liked it so much we went back the next day.
The kids got to eat inside the bus, which they thought was the greatest thing ever. I thought it was pretty cool myself. Very Portland.
I would only suggest one thing. Bring your own drink. A can of soda costs $1.25 and that's all they have to drink.

The Cheesus.
NE 11th & Alberta
SE 28th & Ankeny
SW 10th & Alder | Washington

Price: $ (it cost about as much as Wendy's)

Gluten free option (great for me)

Menu: Week 17

Another week down. We took the boys out for a little photo fun last week, got this precious picture of all of them together. It is sooooo hard to get them to all look at the camera all at the same time. dang it! 
Some other news. I didn't have my manuscript picked for the Trick or Treat with Agents contest. I didn't really expect much, but I worked hard on that thing to get it done in a week and needless to say, I was really disappointed when I didn't get picked. Oh well, on to the next. 
I've decided to start something new while I work on getting my old manuscript out. It's based of an idea I had back i highschool. Maybe this one will be better. :)
Here is the menu for this week. Sorry it's a little late. We had the in-laws over yesterday for dinner and I didn't really get a lot done other than cleaning and cooking.  :)

- Slow cooker Lasagna (because I didn't do it last week)



- Spaghetti (depending on trick or treating)

- Mac & Cheese (Just me and the boys)

- Dinner with the in-laws

- Grilled cheese with tomato & onion (recipe not in English :p used Google translator)

Trick or treat with agents

I pushed really hard last week to finish my manuscript for this reason, Trick or Treat with Agents. I know there is only a small chance that my novel will be picked to move on to the agent round, (39 out of however many submitted) but I would like to believe that my writing has a chance. Cross your fingers.
If you're a writer and want to participate also, follow the link above, but hurry you only have till 9pm Eastern time. Good luck.

Artican Chapter 25 - The end

Arsan’s hand lifted, touching my hair. My white hair. It must have turned colors when I had died. He played with the strands between his fingers before his fragile strength left him and his hand dropped. Arsan’s breathing was shallow and long between. He was slipping away in front of my eyes and there was nothing more I could do. I willed my magic to move faster, but the extent of his wound was vast. It was working as fast as it dared, making sure it didn’t miss anything.
I placed my free hand on Arsan’s chest. I could feel his heart beating, but it was slowing, weakening with every passing second. No, Arsan, you have to hold on. Tears fell freely down my face, dripping on the frozen ground below me. I felt a thump on my hand, then a pause. The last thump came slowly. He was gone, his heart had stopped beating.

“No,” I moaned. I was too late. If only I had been able to subdue Farenan quicker, then maybe Arsan wouldn’t have been hurt. Then he would still be here with me. “No, this wasn’t supposed to happen. We were supposed to grow old together, you and me Arsan. You can’t leave me here, you can’t leave me.”

94702 / 94000 words. 101% done!

Artican Chapter 24

“Jump, Tabor jump!” Nell’s voice echoed around me as she fazed quickly in and out of human form. I didn't hesitate. I moved my legs as fast as I could toward the edge of the fissure, planted my foot on the edge, and launched myself into the blackness of the underworld.

I was terrified. Wind whipped passed my ears, defining me from the intense sound. I was on my belly, falling into nothingness, waiting for the Underworld to claim me. When it did, I was not prepared for the change. My body shuddered and in an instant I felt my heart stop beating. I took my last gasping breath and gave over to death. The feeling was uncomfortable, to say the least. Being dead, it was like my body was being filled with mud. Every muscle was stiffening and tired. I fought the feeling to sleep as I feel. 

91718 / 94000 words. 98% done!

Today's Theme song - Zedd - Clarity ft. Foxes

Artican Chapter 23

Granden looked shocked. “There is no magic in the walls. You are as insane as your father was.”
My eyes widened as I stared down upon the robust man throwing insults from his chair. I might not have lost my temper if he hadn't used my father’s name in that way, but what I did was of his own doing. Even my magic and that in the walls didn't attempt to stop me. I let lose a flame that surrounded the chair, encircling it in a wall of fire. That’s where I left him, crying out for help, the flames licking at his feet and face.

I threw the large wooden doors open before me, using only my magic. I was breathing heard, trying to calm my thoughts, to force down the anger inside me. He had gone too far. If he hadn't brought my father into the conversation things would have gone differently. Still, I was sure I had gotten my point across.

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Artican Chapter 22

The brother smiled that weary smile again. “It’s because she is special Tull. She will bring our people into the light where we belong.”
I stared down into the face of the infant. I knew that face and I knew the man who was holding her. It was my father. The vision seemed so clear to me now. Tull had shown me the first time he had seen me. My uncle Tull, as a boy, trying hard to understand what his brother was saying. None of it made sense till now.

Grief and longing overcame me. All I wanted to do was climb into those strong arms again and be held by my father. Feel the love that I saw before me for that little baby, but I couldn’t. Life had been cruel to me and taken him from me before I could remember him clearly. But at least I had this, a face to hold onto. Tull had given me that and I would be forever grateful. The vision began to fade leaving us in darkness again.

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Menu: Week 16

Since I don't have an oven for yet another week, I am forced to only use stove top and crock pot recipes again. What ever, right?
The picture above if from our trip to the pumpkin patch today on Sauvies Island. The sun was setting and it was a beautiful day. We had lots of fun in the corn maze and rode the hay ride out to the pumpkin field to pick our round orange objects. We had a great day!

- Nachos (Jason works late so it will be just me and the boys for dinner)


- Slow Cooker Lasagna

- Grilled Cheese and fries (Just me and the boys again)

- Flank Steak Tacos

- Dinner with my family

Sunday - Having the in-laws over for dinner
- Parmesan crusted pork chops with Parmesan broccoli and baked potatoes

Today's Theme song - Andy Grammer - Keep Your Head Up

Artican Chapter 21

The sun was creeping towards the horizon, casting shadows of the mountains across the land. It was colder here in the shade, especially with the wind wiping up all around us. It blew at our backs, toward the looming peaks in the distance. Ice from the ground swirled in the gusts, biting at our faces and making it hard to see. This was not where I had expected to find my people, but then again, I hadn't expected to find them at all.
            There was a familiarity about this place though. I had been here before. Yes, I recognized it from my dream, but there had to have been another time too. Sometime long ago, maybe when I was a child? Those memories came and went, and were usually just fragments of a time long gone, nothing ever concrete or stable.

            The wind gusted again, howling around my ears. It was so loud I couldn't even hear my own thoughts. This open land had to end. It seemed like the mountains slid further and further away with every push of the wind. It felt like we were going nowhere. 

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Artican Chapter 20

With one scream of fury, she plunged the cold steel into black matted flesh, just behind the hellhound’s ear. The sword sliced through the skin like it was made of water, forming a line under its chin. The force of her leap carried her up the other side of its neck and over the top. Nell finally fell to the ground, crouching next to the beast, her sword stabbed into the ice in front of her. There was a sullen look of death on her face. 
            The hellhound stared at me, those dark red eyes burning into my soul. It didn't make a move or a sound. Then, with one quick movement, its head rolled to the ground, cauterized at the neck by Nell’s sword. I was startled by the sight, in shock even. One minute the beast was widening its jaw to devour us, the next it was dead, decapitated by one of its own. I didn't know what to think.

            Nell stood from her crouch and pulled her sword from the ice. It quickly vanished into smoke and was gone. Her face softened as she looked at me, a sense of pain in her eyes. What had she done? She had killed one of the Underworld’s minions, and for what reason? To save us? I didn't know what to say.

75407 / 94000 words. 80% done!

Query workshop

I just submitted my query letter for critique to a workshop. I'm supper excited and I know that great things will come of this. :) Wish me luck.

Today's Theme song - Avicii - Wake Me Up

Artican Chapter 19

I reached out and burned a vine, pushing with all my might to plunge through the hole it left behind, too gain a little more ground. As I did the wall of brambles in front of me gave way and I fell into an open area, a path through the thicket. It stretched out to both sides disappearing around a corner twenty feet away on each end. Which way would lead us out, if it lead anywhere at all?
The hellhound crashed closer behind us, howling, reminding us it was near. The putrid smell was becoming overwhelming. I had to pull my cotton shirt up over my mouth to try and stifle the sent. It was of little help with the beast so close.

My magic pulsed, my head snapped over my shoulder. There it was, in the tunnel behind us, only yards away. The hellhound, its red eyes glowing in the darkness were all I could see. It stood there, watching us, not moving. I stared back in horror, waiting for something, a twitch, a movement, something to tell me what to do, which way to go. Then it sprang forward, streaking towards us. Its black matted fur catching what little light was there. The hell hound was coming for us. We were out of time.

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Artican Chapter 18

I couldn't tell what was going on inside Nell’s head. There was a broad range of emotions forming on her face that were all jumbled together. “I can’t change what I am. I am a cold blooded killer infused with the power of the Underworld. I’m afraid of what will happen if I don’t send souls to the Underkeeper. He will come for me, I know he will.”
A shimmering tear rolled down her face. A human emotion. “I miss my sister. We were human once, you know? Taken by those who worship the gods when we were little. Delah was given to the Overkeeper and I… I was sent to hell where I was trained. I haven’t seen my sister since.”

Without warning she turned back into her mist form and disappeared into the forest. She needed time to think. I needed time to think. What just happened?

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Artican Chapter 17

The dagger came down, directed at my heart. I braced for the piercing blow that would end my life, but it didn’t come. Nell stood between Farenan and me, the dagger buried in her heart. I could see the tip of the blade protruding through the back of her jacket. Her mist had appeared out of nowhere, forming a human body in the split second the dagger came down to meet me. I cried out in shock, not believing what just happened, but relieved that I was still alive.
There was no blood where the dagger had pierced. It didn’t stain her jacket, nor did it run down her chest to pool on the ground at her feet. There was nothing but a hole from the jagged metal.

Farenan stumbled back in shock, tripping over his own feet and falling to the ground. He quickly regained his footing, but stood clear of the red head that saved me. “What form of sorcery is this?”

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Artican Chapter 16

My fear for the Lord of the Dominion had faltered. If I saw him again I would rip his throat out. I screamed again. It rang out through the trees and echoed forward toward Farenan. I could feel my rage building inside me and then the all familiar warmth that the cuff induced. I stopped my ranting to feel the magic serge through my veins. I wasn't wearing my cuff. How was I touching the magic of my ancestors without aid? In my mind it didn't even matter how. I fought to hold on to that feeling, allowing the rage to build inside of me. The strength surged through me and exploded through my muscles. My head was clear for the first time in days. Farenan would not get away so easily.

            My horse was calm, standing still next to me, waiting. I knew what to do, the magic told me how. I laid my hand on the strong neck of my horse, a calming touch. The warmth boiled through my chest and down my arm. It flowed through my fingers, leaving my body and joining with the mare. She jolted with a whinny, prancing around the clearing, ready to run. She felt the magic like I did and knew what to do. “Fly like the wind, girl. We have to catch Farenan before he reaches his men.”

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Artican Chapter 15

Again in the silence came the mist from the shadows. It was crimson red, the color of blood. Its ominous sight sent chills down my spine even though I knew it was Nell. This time the men saw it coming too and they began to run and scatter. Farenan yelled from atop his horse for order, but no one listened. “Turn and fight you pansies. You are soldiers of the Dominion and you will act like it!”

His words were in vain. Men ran in circles, yelling in fright. Some fell to the ground without limbs or died in front of my eyes from Nell’s unseen sword. Pandemonium was all around. This was my chance. The minute the mist was near I lay my heals into the flank of my horse and rode. Ruan clung to my back tightly just as I had told her to do, her arms squeezing my ribs almost painfully. 

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Artican Chapter 14

Arsan was out there in the forest somewhere. Had he escaped from Farenan’s grasp? Or was he lying dead in the cold snow somewhere, his body rotting, being picked apart by scavengers. I could only hope that he was still alive, watching, waiting nearby to save me. He was my only chance now to survive.
I wondered if he would take Ruan with us. If he would see her as I did and trust her. I guess time would only tell, if he was still alive, that is.

I found myself wondering through the encampment. No one minded that we were there. They let us walk past them without even a word. I wandered aimlessly through the crowds, not paying attention to my path till I came across the horses. They were all well groomed, bread well, loyal. One stood out to me in particular, a chestnut mare with long golden brown hair. She turned her head and nuzzled me as I came close. I liked the look of her and reached out to stroke her mane. 

53693 / 94000 words. 57% done!

Today's Theme song - Dropkick Murphys - Worker's Song

Artican Chapter 13

Farenan’s piercing eyes gazed into mine with a fire I hadn’t seen in him before. “I’m going to hunt down the Artican’s and rule over them like my father had wanted me too. Then with the power of the cold ones I will bring down the rest of the free world, with you by my side of course.”
 I was stunned. I hadn’t planned on him telling me the truth, not even half of the truth. I just stood there with my mouth open searching for something to say. He was going after my people, the Artican’s. How could I stop this?

“Don’t worry my dear. It’s going to be easy.” Just then my cart came and Farenan guided me to the warmth of the fir. “Get some sleep. We still have a few days march ahead of us. I will need you strong for the battle.”

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Artican Chapter 12

“Huh, I guess you’re right.” There was a slight inclination of humor in the tone of his voice, but also a sadness that I felt as well. It was the mention of the family that he could never have again, but still searched for. “Am I still aloud to say thank you?”
 “If you must.”
“I must.” His arms gave me a little squeeze as his lips brushed my neck with a sweet kiss. I could feel the warmth in them and I sighed. This was how it should be. If only it wasn't here, but some place that we could call home.
In the quiet of the night a strange buzzing sound grew steadily closer. It was quick. I turned my ears toward the sound, trying to hear it better. What was it? My eyes scoured the darkness beyond the glow of the fire. It was so dark, I couldn't see anything. Then I noticed a ball of light floating towards us. It whizzed overhead, barely grazing the balloon above. It left a black streak of singed canvas in its wake. That was no ball of fire, it was an arrow engulfed in flames. I heard the all familiar twang of a bow string and the whizzing of another arrow through the night sky. The ball of light dropped ashes as it flew through the air, puncturing the balloon overhead. The canvas caught on fire as the arrow ripped through the other side of the balloon.

Someone was attacking the Stallings, but who would be this far north?

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Artican Chapter 11

The lightning cracked again and I could see the tears that were now running down Arsan’s cheeks. He looked like he was in anguish internally, a feeling that I fought myself, but for different reasons.
“Tell me how this started.” If anything he owed me an explanation.
I could feel his body tens from my question. “I… I don’t know where to start.”

“Start at the beginning and tell me everything. You owe me that much.”

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Artican Chapter 10

Arsan’s hands trembled as he held me close. His finger wiped away the tears that flowed down my red hot cheeks. “Please, don’t listen to him.”
His words were only a whisper but they felt like a shout inside my numb head. Everything that I was able to hold onto this long was vanishing in a confusing mess of stories and lies. I didn't know who to believe. I didn't know who to trust. There was only one question that needed to be answered, “Is it true? Did he send you to kidnap me?”
I could tell that he didn't want to answer me. His face contorted in pain, physical and mental. All I needed was that one word, yes or no, and I would be satisfied. When his gaze dropped and his hands fell from my face I knew my answer.
“Yes,” he whispered in my ear.

My heart broke.

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Artican Chapter 9

The hall on the upper floor was dark, only illuminated by a single lamp that sat on a table in the middle of the hall. Noise from the bar below carried up the stairs. I could still hear every word that was being said, none of it was appropriate for such ears as mine. Maybe this was the way of men? Maybe this was how they released their primal needs. No, I didn't believe that. This was just another show of the world gone wrong, men fighting men for the sake of a brawl. It was not as it was intended when the world was created, but it was how the world was now. Arsan put the key into the door lock to our room and turned it. It squeaked and popped the door open. I stepped inside, glad to be away from the world of corrupt men. Arsan closed the door quickly behind us, shutting off the sounds from below. It was quiet.

The room was small but warm. Flames climbed up the fire place walls spilling warmth onto the floor and throughout the room. My body longed for the bed that was made up with a heavy down blanket and a soft looking pillow, but the bath tub that was full of steaming hot water sitting on the floor near the fire called to me more. I didn't care at that point about the noise that quietly seeped up through the seams in the floor boards. All I wanted was to rest my weary bones.

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Menu: Week 15

Because my oven decided to stop working last Wednesday, I've had to improvise the rest of the week with my meals. So this week, I've made sure that everything is either stove top or crock pot meals. 

- Garlic Parmesan crusted pork chops (Because I didn't make them last week)

- Philly Cheese steak Sandwiches

- Pork Carnitas

- Cheesy Chicken and Broccoli skillet

- Skillet Lasagna

- Dinner with the in laws

- Spaghetti

Artican Chapter 8

She didn't say anything, but reached her hand out toward me. The ends of her fingers started to sizzle and smoke. Frantic, she pulled her hand back quickly cradling the burnt fingers in her other hand. Panic struck her facial features as she rubbed her wound. “I can’t go on.”
“What do you mean? It’s not far to the city.” Arsan beckoned her on. The way she was acting was making me uncomfortable. Something was blocking her path, causing her pain whenever she touched it. I was afraid to move toward her, afraid that something unseen would burn me too.
Nell suddenly turned to smoke. A ripple elongated from the mass of white and red, stretching out to the unseen fire wall before it. It quickly recoiled with a puff of black smoke just like before. Solid again, she looked into my eyes. I could see emotions. She was scared and was fighting not to show it. “There is no way for me to pass. I’m a product of winter. Magic holds me here. I can’t go beyond this point.”

The impact of her words sunk in. Then the one thing I never thought I would say to Nell slipped from my mouth, “How will you protect me if you can’t follow me?”

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Artican Chapter 7

I watched Delah move as we followed her through the forest. There was something about her that was different, physically, the way she moved. There was almost a stomping motion as she walked. Not the soft glide that I pictured floating down the monastery halls. And her hair, it was a deep fire read that she wore in long waves down her back. A braid circled the crest of her forehead to keep the hair out of her eyes. The girl I had left at the monastery always wore her pale strawberry hair, stick straight in a long braid down her back. Much like I did. I was beginning to think this person was not Delah.
None of that bothered me as much as one thing. I couldn't push past the fact that the girl that was relentlessly leading us through the underbrush of this mountain side had pale skin, not unlike my own. My Delah was tan. You can’t wash away a tan in two days no matter how hard you try.

No, this was not my Delah. She looked just like her, but it was not her. I didn't know who this impostor was, but I intended to find out. Somehow I would find out.

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Artican Chapter 6

Arsan packed snow around the wound to cool it down and keep it from swelling. “The bleeding has stopped.”
I didn't care. “I hate you.”
“I know.” He moved away from me, back to his side of the fire. I didn't speak to him for the rest of the evening. I wanted him to know how mad I was at him, but soon the guilt set in. What he had done for me probably saved my life. An infection would have come in a day or two, then a fever. I wouldn't last more than a week after that. When I finally talked some sense into myself, I was too embarrassed to try and speak to him. What an idiot I had become.

I curled up on the ground with my back to the fire, bunched my pack up under my head and pulled my blanket up under my chin. That’s when I saw it, a flash of red just inside the ring of light cast by the fire. It was quick. Maybe I was seeing things. I had no idea what I had seen, but my mind was numb and exhausted. I watched for a while, straining my eyes to see into the darkness, but nothing showed itself. After a while my eyes couldn't stay open. Dreams of warmth and shelter overtook me. I was asleep.

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Artican Chapter 5

“Are you saying that someone tried to kill her?” Arsan’s voice was raised slightly, but still quiet, distant from my ears. “I don’t know much about magic, but from what I understood, the man who brought his army to the monastery wanted Tabor alive not dead. Why would he send something dark to kill her?”
“Why are you asking me such questions? I do not know of your situation or about the man that searches for the girl, but it would be safe to say that some one wants her dead.” Someone stoked the fire and threw on another cedar log. The comforting smell wafted through the air to find my nostrils again. “If I were you, I wouldn't try to search out the source. This magic is powerful. More powerful than I have ever felt. She might not survive another happening like this one.”

The fire crackled in the background as it consumed the fresh wood. “Young man, take this girl and get as far away from here as you can. I don’t know what kind of mess you have gotten yourself into, but you will be killed if you stay.”

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Today's Theme song - Turning Pages - Sleeping At Last

Artican Chapter 4

The path began to widen out and soon mountain walls crept up on both sides. My legs dragged. Snow was swirling around my face, blocking my vision, or was it my wound that was turning everything dark? Breaths came uneven and shallow. My mind went hazy and then I felt cold on the back of my neck. My eyes closed. I was lost to the world, unable to move my own limbs.
“Tabor, wake up, Tabor.” Arsan called my name. Not even the sound of concern within his words could convince me to do as he wished. I knew I needed to open my eyes, but they were heavy and wouldn't respond. My name was being called again, “Tabor!”

I finally forced my eyes to take a peak, to find out what was going on. I was on my back in the snow. Arsan hung over me with concern on his face. He was saying something I couldn't make out. He touched the side of my face, but I couldn't feel his warm hand. My ears rang, there were no sounds. Then there was nothing at all. My eyes closed again and all was black.  

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Today's theme song - Janelle MonĂ¡e - Tightrope

Artican Chapter 3

It was done. I had made my choice and decided to trust Father Michael and my new Caretaker, whom I barely knew. But even with all the uncertainty, I felt calm and at peace. This was the way life was supposed to feel, natural, normal. Not living in fear with every breath I took.
“This bond cannot be broken. You have made a vow to each other that is yours to keep, and yours to keep alone. Do not waver or forget this moment, it will save you in the end.” With those words, the Father kissed my forehead. “I shall miss you greatly as well, my child.”

I was crying. I couldn't remember when the tears began to flow or for what reason, there were so many at the moment, but I knew that my life was taking a drastic turn. For better or worse I didn't know, but it was going to change. The fear I had felt for the last couple of years had faded away. The only thing left was adrenaline and the thought of the unknown.

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Artican Chapter 2

My thoughts screamed, run away with him, save yourself. I was tempted and my lips parted to tell him, but I quickly swallowed my resolve before I spoke. “I fear that if I leave, this man, Farenan, will take his revenge for my absence on the people of this monastery. Look at what he has done to Delah. She was only trying to protect me and now I don’t know if she will be ok. How could I run away now? Can you understand that I must do what I can to save them?”
I sighed. “If I knew for a fact that all the people within these walls would be safe from the hands of Farenan’s cruelty, that they would never have to suffer over something I could have prevented, than I would leave. I have waited a long time for a day like this to come, but no matter how much I want to go with you, I can’t.”

One last tear rolled down my cheek before I found my hard outer shell of composure again. “So please, don’t ask me to abandon my family to a fate such as death.”

8832 / 94000 words. 9% done!

Peanut Butter Fudge

This is the easiest recipe you will ever make, and it's gluten free.

1 container vanilla frosting
16 oz jar of creamy peanut butter

Microwave the frosting for 60 seconds
Pour frosting and peanut butter into a bowel and mix till fully blended together.
Pour into small pan and refrigerate for 10 minutes. 

Menu: Week 14

It has been an interesting week being at home with my boys full time. I've almost completely decluttered my kitchen, which I have been meaning to do for a long while now. I've put a huge dent in the laundry and I've even finished rewriting the first chapter of my book and started on the next (Hoping to have it done by December 2nd for Pitchmas, a writing contest that could result in a book deal.) There is still so much more to do around the house, but I have plenty of time on my hands these days :)
Here is this weeks menu:






- Dinner with the in-laws

- Spaghetti

Today's Theme song - LORDE - Royals

Artican Chapter 1

Here's a little sneak peak at my latest novel I should have done in the next few weeks.

Chapter 1

            The history books tell us of the three master races. The one’s that came before us. It is said that they created this land together for their peoples to live in peace, but as always, greed did not escape them. One race wanted more. More land, more power. They waged war with the other two nations, creating havoc across this new land.

No one knows how long they fought, or if there was a victor, but what we do know is that the master races are gone now. Some say they fought till they annihilated themselves. Some say they left this new land in search of freedom. I say they went into hiding, waiting for the right moment to strike, freeing this land of evil. That is why I wait. I know they will come for me.