Tuesday, April 6, 2010
More Egg-citing Recipes!
Thursday, March 11, 2010
For the Love of Truth!
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
The Latest Rant
I don't know anyone with a $500 a month Starbucks habit that doesn't know where the problem is. If they don't, then nothing I'm ever going to say is going to matter anyhow. So, what do you do when you've cut out Starbucks, and the salon, the dog groomers, and restaurant dinners and entertainment in general? We already turn the lights out and the thermostat down and put on a sweater. Well folks, that's where we are. Where do you go from here? We've got the answers and we're going to put them on this website. Practical frugal advice for fabulous people.
And that's the latest rant, Diva Patti
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Happy Thanksgiving!
I found this story and just had to share! It puts humor where it belongs... between us and stress. Remember, stressed spelled backwards is desserts! -Diva Veronica
Note:
The author,most definitely NOT Martha Stewart (and for that, I am sure, she is thankful) for "Martha Stewart Doesn't Live Here" was written by B.A. Tyler. She has previously written many humorous articles for Family Circle Magazine. Thanks 'Mac' for the info! And thank your friend for a wonderful essay that's traveled the globe via the Internet!
Martha Stewart will not be dining with us this Thanksgiving. I'm telling you in advance, so don't act surprised. Since Ms. Stewart won't be coming, I've made a few small changes:
Our sidewalk will not be lined with homemade, paper bag luminaries. After a trial run, it was decided that no matter how cleverly done, rows of flaming lunch sacks do not have the desired welcoming effect.
Once inside, our guests will note that the entry hall is not decorated with the swags of Indian corn and fall foliage I had planned to make. Instead, I've gotten the kids involved in the decorating by having them track in colorful autumn leaves from the front yard. The mud was their idea.
The dining table will not be covered with expensive linens, fancy china, or crystal goblets. If possible, we will use dishes that match and everyone will get a fork.
Since this IS Thanksgiving, we will refrain from using the plastic Peter Rabbit plate and the Santa napkins from last Christmas. Our centerpiece will not be the tower of fresh fruit and flowers that I promised. Instead we will be displaying a hedgehog-like decoration hand-crafted from the finest construction paper. The artist assures me that it is a turkey.
We will be dining fashionably late. The children will entertain you while you wait. I'm sure they will be happy to share every choice comment I have made regarding Thanksgiving, pilgrims and the turkey hotline. Please remember that most of these comments were made at 5:00 a.m. upon discovering that the turkey was still hard enough to cut diamonds.
As accompaniment to the children's recital, I will play a recording of tribal drumming. If the children should mention that I don't own a recording of tribal drumming, or that tribal drumming sounds suspiciously like a frozen turkey in a clothes dryer, ignore them. They are lying.
We toyed with the idea of ringing a dainty silver bell to announce the start of our feast. In the end, we chose to keep our traditional method. We've also decided against a formal seating arrangement. When the smoke alarm sounds, please gather around the table and sit where you like.
In the spirit of harmony, we will ask the children to sit at a separate table. In a separate room. Next door.
Now, I know you have all seen pictures of one person carving a turkey in front of a crowd of appreciative onlookers. This will not be happening at our dinner. For safety reasons, the turkey will be carved in a private ceremony. I stress "private"meaning: Do not, under any circumstances, enter the kitchen to laugh at me.
Do not send small, unsuspecting children to check on my progress. I have an electric knife. The turkey is unarmed. It stands to reason that I will eventually win. When I do, we will eat. I would like to take this opportunity to remind my young diners that "passing the rolls" is not a football play. Nor is it a request to bean your sister in the head with warm tasty bread.
Oh, and one reminder for the adults: For the duration of the meal, and especially while in the presence of young diners, we will refer to the giblet gravy by its lesser-known name: Cheese Sauce. If a young diner questions you regarding the origins or type of Cheese Sauce, plead ignorance. Cheese Sauce stains.
Before I forget, there is one last change. Instead of offering a choice between 12 different scrumptious desserts, we will be serving the traditional pumpkin pie, garnished with whipped cream and small fingerprints. You will still have a choice; take it or leave it.
Martha Stewart will not be dining with us this Thanksgiving. She probably won't come next year either. I am thankful.
-Author: BA Tyler
Enjoy a blessed Thanksgiving! May you all be safe, happy and healthy!
-Diva Veronica
Friday, November 6, 2009
Thanksgiving Trivia... Just For Fun!

Did you know that early explorers to the New World acquired a taste for turkey and took the birds back to Europe with them? By the 1500's turkeys were being raised domestically in Italy, France & England! When the Pilgrims arrived in America, they were already familiar with the practice or raising and eating turkey... yet it has been reported that they likely did not have turkey at the first Thanksgiving.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
I hope your Halloween was divine. Let's all take today and detox from all the sugar or whatever treats you imbibed.
Can you believe it's November already? This year is going by in a flash. I'm feeling the need to get going full speed on our Holiday preparations now. NOW!
We'll have plenty of tips and tricks to help everyone spend less this year. We're all feeling the crunch.
Diva Patti
Friday, October 30, 2009
Well, it's just now Halloween... as of 4 minutes ago...Friday the Divas took a little time to celebrate with all the kids... we had a Devil, a Vampire, a Zombie, a Race Car Driver, a Jedi, a Disco Witch and a Realtor to name a few. We all had too much sugar and a whole lot of fun!