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Sometimes, when the sun is shining, the sky is blue and the weather is that perfect degree between pleasantly warm and scorching…

You just have to grab your camera, go outside and capture everything you see!

She Who Loves Summer

 

Tortilla Roll Ups

Tortilla Wrap Appetizers

I’ve seen a  lot of blog traffic recently as people searched for Tortilla Roll Up recipes.

So to make things easy, I thought I’d repost this recipe from last year.

Enjoy!

Ingredients

Mix up your filling. I know it looks a little… um… interesting.

Please don’t be like me and absentmindedly put the meat on first then try to spread filling over the top. Put the filling on the shell, then layer on the meat!

Filling spread out on the shell, then add the meat.

Roll it up tightly.

Wrap tightly in plastic wrap and let set in the fridge for several hours or overnight. The longer it rests, the better the flavor!

Unwrap, slice and enjoy!

Tortilla and Ham Roll-Ups

4 large flour tortilla (or 6-8 smaller ones)

1 large package cream cheese, softened

1/2 cup grated cheddar-jack cheese

1 small can chopped black olives

1/4 cup ranch dressing

1 package of ham lunch meat, thinly sliced

In a bowl, combine cream cheese, cheddar-jack cheese, ranch dressing and olives. Mix well then spread over tortilla, going almost to the edges.

Layer on ham then tightly roll up tortillas. Wrap in plastic wrap and refrigerate for several hours or overnight. When you are ready to serve, unwrap, slice into about 1/2-inch wide slices and stand back. You don’t want to get trampled by the crowd as they hurry to devour these.

Liar, Liar

“Liar, Liar, pants on fire!”

In the sparkly pink world that exists only in my head, where I prefer to spend a lot of my time, people are honest. People do the right thing. People are honorable and truthful and kind.

Then I get blindsided with reality and it makes me sad. And angry. Really angry.

I can’t tell you how many times over the years I’ve heard my dad say “that’s just not right” in reference to something someone has done that is wrong. I not only inherited his optimistic outlook on things, but also his way of thinking that people should just know right from wrong and do what is right. People should be honest. People should tell the truth.

People lying really gets to me. I can put up with a lot of nonsense, but bold-face lies throw me over the edge every time.

Last week, Captain Cavedweller was in a traffic accident. It wasn’t his fault. He made every effort to get out of the way and prevent the accident from happening. Unfortunately, the other driver did not. The driver apologized, shared their insurance information and went on their merry way.

Now, the other driver is claiming CC ran into them.  Their elaborate fabrication of the truth is nothing like what really happened. In their story, CC was exceeding the speed limit and ran right into them. In truth,  CC saw the vehicle crossing the center line and pulled as far off the road as he could coming to a complete stop, wedged next to a guard rail.

It bothers me the other party is blatantly lying. It annoys me that they are trying to scam the insurance company. It makes me irritated that, because of their falsehoods, we are left short a vehicle that was very much needed at our house.

What makes me livid beyond belief, though, is the fact that they are defaming CC. He is one of the most responsible, careful drivers I know. He is also as honest as the day is long. It make me feel like a mama bear with a cub to protect thinking about the nasty, stupid lies they are telling about CC trying to keep from getting in hot water with their insurance company.

My hope is that they will be proven wrong and the truth will be made known.

She Who Wishes People Would Just Do the Right Thing

(The saying “Liar, Liar” supposedly comes from a poem written in 1810 by William Blake)

“The Liar”
Deceiver, dissembler
Your trousers are alight
From what pole or gallows
Shall they dangle in the night?
When I asked of your career
Why did you have to kick my rear
With that stinking lie of thine
Proclaiming that you owned a mine?When you asked to borrow my stallion
To visit a nearby-moored galleon
How could I ever know that you
Intended only to turn him into glue?

What red devil of mendacity
Grips your soul with such tenacity?
Will one you cruelly shower with lies
Put a pistol ball between your eyes?

What infernal serpent
Has lent you his forked tongue?
From what pit of foul deceit
Are all these whoppers sprung?

Deceiver, dissembler
Your trousers are alight
From what pole or gallows
Do they dangle in the night?

I don’t know what it is, but there is something about sunflowers, particularly against the backdrop of wheat fields and blue sky that just screams summer to me.

It probably harkens back to the days of my childhood when wheat harvest was an important part of the summer activities I tried to avoid. The edges of the fields often had volunteer sunflowers waving their bright little heads in the breeze. I always thought they were cheery and fun. My dad thought they were just one step above noxious weeds.

Regardless, they are a beacon of summer and simpler times that yank me back to summer days spent outside, covered in itchy wheat chaff, spending time with my dad.

The other day I was out snapping photos of a garden that is absolutely amazing and lovely and they were actually growing sunflowers in the garden.

And the flowers were bright, cheery and…

made me smile.

She Who Gets Nostalgic Over the Strangest Things