Ring of Fire or My Love of All Things Spicy!!

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I’m not sure when I had my first experience with spicy.  It may have been the weak “taco sauce” Mom used for her Wisconsin tacos.  Or, the fact that my uncle pushed me, or tricked me into trying new foods.  Like the time he gave me a bite of his “sirloin steak”.  We were a family of little money and many children, so sirloin was not on the menu.  I loved the new taste, even when he told me it was actually liver.  With that experience in mind, it may have been Uncle Willy’s trickery that began my journey of fearless food discover, including spicy.

Tabasco is my all-time favorite, with its vinegar taste, a definite plus.  I can’t imagine an egg without it.  It was a requirement when eating in the mess hall.  SOS with tabasco was one of the best parts of being in the Army.

When eating at a Mexican Restaurant, I’ll judge it by the salsa they serve when I first arrive.  It must be tasty, and have a bite.

I keep a huge container of pickled jalapenos in the refrigerator and add them to most things.  There is also a container of horseradish that is used regularly.  I know horseradish is not the same hot as a habanero, but I love its “heat”.

I have even been known to put a touch of cayenne in my brownies.  Just enough to have people wondering if there is something different about them.

I won’t say,” the hotter the better”.  I need to be able to taste it, but I do love spicy

Day 11 Ten People Who Influenced Me

I came up with 8 and they are in order of when they became an influence in my life.  I am not writing many details but may go into more at a different time.  There are other people who influenced me but these are at the top.

My Mom  was a happy woman who loved and took care of her husband first, then her children. I laugh every day because she did.   She was a great mother and a better wife.

My Daddy was also a happy man.  He worked hard and provided for his family.  He was very social and had many friends but didn’t make his little girls, Daddy’s girls.  His death changed so many things in all of our lives.

My Dad is a good man who raised us almost like his own kids, but not quite.  He was a hero who stepped into our lives and did the best he could.

My ex is a pretty good guy now.  Not so much when we were married.  He was abusive in the first half of our marriage and controlling throughout all of it.  I learned how to deal with a lot.  I was put in situations that made me a stronger person.  I also ended up with many insecurities.

My Son has qualities from both of us, good and bad.  Having him changed my world.  Becoming a parent was the best and worst thing I ever did.  I am so proud of who he is and I am so sorry for screwing up as a parent.

Pastor Bob was a great preacher.  He was a good Southern Baptist who really spoke from his heart.  I became a true believer and was baptized again as an adult in 1996 in his little church in So Cal.

Francis Chan wrote a book titled “Crazy Love”.  It kicked my butt a few years ago and gave me a renewed desire to know Jesus.

My Michael is amazing.  I don’t know where to begin and don’t know if I could stop but here is a bit.  He pays attention, he observes, he thinks before he speaks, he tries to see all sides, he speaks truth and wants to hear truth, he doesn’t play mind games, he is upfront.  He respects me, sees beauty in me and loves me no matter what insecurities I brought into this relationship.