Today was an interesting day and had something for everyone.
THE GOOD:
I love the cooking shows that run on PBS each Saturday. One of my favorites is America's Test Kitchen. Saturday they were cooking up a stuffed beef tenderloin. Before the finished product was revealed, I had decided that would be on the menu for dinner Monday night.
Reading the recipe and instructions online, it looked difficult, but having viewed the episode where it was prepared, I was secure in my abilities.
The tenderloin is cut, and flattened out...then filled with a buttery mixture of mushrooms, garlic and onion, with baby spinach leaves placed atop before being rolled up....YUMMMMMMMMM...Then topped right before serving with a butter/herb sauce....
My son, came wondering into the kitchen just as it came out of the oven. He stood there for a moment looking puzzled.
THE BABY: Why ya got it all tied up....it try to get away?
It smelled HEAVENLY,and looked beautiful...I almost wanted to take a picture........... almost too pretty to eat. But I forced myself
. The creamy mashed potatoes,also prepared in the same episode, a perfect combo. Add a slice of Me-Ma's Boo-Boo Cream Pie...That was some good eatin'...even if I do say so myself.
THE BAD
Was just over at Bry's blog, and he shares good news about getting his roses to grow. Just today, while in Wal-Mart, I debated with myself, as I do every year, if I should give roses a second try.
Believe me, had the rose bush I had my eye on been aware of my many attempts, it would have been relieved when I walked away, leaving it there. Kind of like getting a pardon right as you are strapped into the electric chair.
In the end, I walked out of the garden center without rose bushes. I wanted to give them a chance to live, grow, bloom and make someone happy. No sense in bringing them back to my house just to watch them die. Oh, well....guess I'll just have to be content looking at the rose on my boob.
ROSE BUSH: Whew...Close call. See that lady....You know how many of us she has killed...? She drowned my cousin and starved my uncle.
THE ASSHOLES
In light of a serious accident Saturday night involving a native of this fair county and one of Alabama's finest, this was not a good day to be stuck in line behind a lady (playing fast and loose with that term) dragging our Troopers though the mud.
Seems an Alabama State Trooper was unfair to her precious baby boy and took away his "weed" and carried him off to jail.
I held my tongue as long as I could. With images of my little grandson, waving bye bye to his Daddy as he goes on duty, calling out after him, "Be careful", or a young man who was doing his job, trying to make our highways a safe place who was ran over by a drunk driver and now is in critical condition at UAB....well....I had to speak my mind!
I tapped her on the shoulder.
"Excuse me, I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. MY son in law, the father of my grandchildren, is an Alabama State Trooper."
"You think that impresses me?" She snapped.
"I'm not trying to impress you. I hope the time never comes when you might need his or another trooper's assistance. But one thing I know, even though you think they are all PIGS, and scum of the earth...despite what you think or call them, they would be there."
She didn't say anything and turned back around.
What I REALLY wanted to say was this:
"Look here, WHITE TRASH, who the hell are you gonna call when the big, bad man is holding a gun to your head, wanting to make you his bitch before taking your money, then your life.....? Chances are, you are going to call on the same ones you call pig. Tell ya, what sister....want to see a pig....GO LOOK IN THE MIRROR!
Please continue to keep the young Trooper in your thoughts and prayers.
Later Ya'll...^Belle^
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SO FUNNY TO HEAR MY SON IN LAW TALKING TO ANOTHER TROOPER ABOUT, "BOO-BOO CREAM PIE" 
