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We’ve got to carry each other

Okay. True confession time. I cry in the car. A lot. And not only at this time of the year when the pageant is right around the corner but all the time. Music has always been a big part of my life and the songs along the way help me mark the events in my path. The songs make me cry. Happy tears, sappy tears, sometimes (but not often) sad tears.

On my drive to Stillwater this a.m. it was no different. Flipping through the Sirius I came upon “One” by U2.

One life but we’re not the same we’ve got to
carry each other, carry each other
one

Bono sang.

It was dark back there. And early. Around 4:30 a.m. on Highway 60 headed towards Stillwater and I was all alone. Did I mention it was dark?

The words blasted me right back to last October when I was staying with my mom before she went to be with the Lord. At her request and my aunt’s urging, I had wrapped things up here at home as best as I could so that I could go stay with mom for a few months. I figured that I could do that since, if I have my computer and my phone, my business is pretty portable.

What I learned when I got there is that any little noise that my phone made disturbed my mom so I eventually put it on quiet. I would try and return calls while she was sleeping but often I couldn’t connect with the people and then would miss their calls when they called back. Finally, in desperation, I asked my current Mrs. Oklahoma, Rachel, if she could call the potential contestants back, make my apologies and answer their questions. Rachel assured me that she would be more than happy to do that. She carried me.

Mom and I had a lot of fun for the first two weeks I was there. We laughed, we sang, we talked. But the second two weeks were really tough. Mom’s disease progressed faster than anyone thought that it would. Even the doctor seemed surprised.

My brother, Jon (I call him Jonny, I can’t help myself) spent almost as much time as I did when it started being really hard. By this time, mom needed pain meds every two hours. Jonny would come so that I could go to bed at nine. He’d do the meds at eleven and one and then I’d get up at three and kick him into the bed so he could get some more, better sleep. Jonny and I had some of the most amazing experiences with mom as she was going through the death process and I could not have gotten through that without him. He carried me.

One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers
One life
But we’re not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other

One…life

Woman Law

I was going through some old email yesterday and came across this entry that I made into a Miller Lite commercial several years ago. It was when they had the Men of the Square Table and were looking to seat another man at the table.

I think beer companies get it wrong. Why only men? Women drink beer, too, and I think they are overlooking a whole demographic that could be lucrative for them. I am, after all, the one who usually purchases the beer in our house.

Monday Night Football has it wrong, too. Their commercial says that I’m the only guy who matters on Monday night. Really? Am I a guy and someone just didn’t tell me?

Anyway, here’s my entry into the commercial contestant. Can’t think why they never called me.

Woman law? Woman law. Always a good call. 🙂

Fill ‘er up!

We’ve been having a terrific breakfast smoothie lately that I want to share the recipe for. We are in our busiest time of the year so being able to have this, loaded with all kinds of good stuff, stay with me until lunchtime helps us past the easier choice of eating badly.

Producing a pageant is like a marathon event. The first part of the year is slow and easy. After January 1st, it kicks into high gear and then hits overdrive with our deadline. This is NOT the time to let all of our good eating habits go out the window. If we want to make it through the finish line with our hands in the air, we need to maintain our healthful eating and exercise regime from the rest of the year.

So here you go. It’s filling, it’s tasty and it’s portable. Winner! 🙂

Lauri’s Long Lasting Libation

In a blender combine:
1 1/2 cups water
2 tbs apple cider vinegar (I use Braggs)
1 tbs flax oil (I use Barleans – tasty!)
2 scoops vanilla protein powder
1 tsp Glutamine powder
1 tsp MSM powder
6 frozen strawberries
1/4 cup blueberries
1/2 banana
1 little scooper of stevia

Blend until smooth. Easy, filling, tasty! Nom. 🙂

Another cup of coffee and cigarette before I go

When I was growing up, my mom was a smoker and coffee drinker. Whenever we would be getting ready to do anything, her standard response was, “Let me just have one more cup of coffee and a cigarette before we go”. We would joke that those would be the last words she said before she died. But, in the end, that’s not how it turned out at all.

In 1999, while volunteering at the elementary school, mom caught epiglottitis. This respiratory condition, which can close the airway, can be fatal in adults if not treated quickly. Children get this disease more commonly than adults and it’s not quite as dangerous. Epiglottitis landed mom in the hospital for quite a while. While she was there, she couldn’t smoke. She was medicated while hospitalized so she didn’t really notice any withdrawal from the tobacco and by the time she was released, she hadn’t smoked for quite some time. I told her she would be foolish to start again given how she had gotten through the withdrawal without realizing it.

Right around that time, Geoff had to write a paper for his eighth grade class about why people shouldn’t smoke. He wrote, in this paper, that his grandma had quit smoking and how happy he was about that. Mom put this story on her refrigerator and while there were many times when she felt the tug of desire for a cigarette, all she had to do was look at Geoff’s paper and see the reason why she really didn’t want to have that cigarette after all. Mom said that when she was 93 she would start smoking again.

About two years ago, the endometrial cancer that mom had thought she was clear of recurred. After seven years, she was pretty surprised but decided to do what she needed to do to treat it. She went through chemo and then some very pointed radiation. One of the results of this treatment was that she lost her taste for coffee.

Now that’s something that I thought would never happen. Mom was able to drink coffee from sun up until right before she went to bed with no ill effects. She drank more coffee than anyone I ever knew. I went to stay with her for the last month of her life. She tried to have some coffee with me here and there and I could see that she really wanted to like it but I think she could have left it just as easily.

Mom went to be with the Lord early on the morning of October 29, 2009. I had gone with the CNA to make some coffee after giving her a kiss on the forehead and telling her that I loved her and would be right back. Although she never had another cup of coffee or another cigarette before she went, that saying stays with me, a reminder of the strong, independent woman who raised me to be the strong, independent woman that I am.

Country Crust Bread

Hanging out on twitter this a.m. and waiting for the storm of the year to hit, I was thinking about baking a cake tomorrow. When it’s really cold. But one of the ladies I follow, @tashadoestulsa, said she was making Country Crust Bread and provided the link. Well, that seemed like a nice idea. I wrapped up what I was doing and started making the bread myself.

Of course I didn’t make it like the recipe said. I halved it for starters and used butter instead of oil. Then I mixed it up all differently but it produced a gorgeous, yummy smelling loaf.

Here’s the recipe adapted from the original that I got from bread & honey: a food blog.

Country Crust Bread

Ingredients:

1 packages active dry yeast
1 cups warm water (105 to 115 degrees)
1/4 cup sugar
1 tablespoon salt
1 eggs
2 tbs butter, melted
3 1/4 cups bread flour

Directions:

Place 3 cups of flour in mixer. Add yeast and sugar. You should probably add the salt here, too, but I don’t use salt. Heat the water until the proper temperature and mix into the flour along with egg and melted butter. Mix for about 8 minutes until dough is elastic.

Turn dough into a lightly greased bowl, cover and let rise in a warm place until doubled.

Punch down dough. Roll into a rectangle, 18×9 inches. Roll up, beginning at short side. With side of hand, press each end to seal. Fold ends under loaf. Place seam side down in greased loaf pan. Brush loaf with a little oil. Let rise until doubled, about another hour.

Preheat oven to 375 degrees F. Place loaf on lower oven rack so that the top of the pan is in the center of the oven. Pan should not touch the sides of oven. Bake 30 to 35 minutes or until deep golden brown and loaves sound hollow when tapped. Remove from pan. Brush loaf with butter; cool on wire rack.

Potato Soup

While it wasn’t really cold today, it was rather gloomy out. I had been going through a folder of recipes that I’ve torn out of magazines over time and found Emeril Lagasse’s Potato Soup recipe. Seemed like a great day to make it. I also made some whole wheat rolls to eat with it but can’t include that recipe until I make it again and write down the adjustments, which there were many of.

But the soup. It has cayenne and it’s so smooth and creamy that I wanted to suck it’s yumminess through a straw. 🙂

Potato Soup

Ingredients

1/4 cup (1/2 stick) unsalted butter
2 cups chopped yellow onions
1 cup chopped celery
1/2 tsp. salt
1/4 tsp. cayenne
1 bay leaf
2 tbsp. chopped garlic
8 cups chicken broth
2 large baking potatoes (about 2 lbs.), peeled and diced
1/4 cup heavy cream

Directions

1. Melt the butter in a large, heavy pot or Dutch oven over medium-high heat. Add the onions, celery, salt, and cayenne and cook, stirring, until the onions are soft and lightly golden, about five minutes. Add the bay leaf and garlic and cook, stirring,, for two minutes. Add the broth and potatoes and bring to a boil. Reduce the heat to medium-low and simmer, uncovered, until the potatoes are soft about 30 minutes. 2. Remove the soup from the heat. Discard the bay leaf. With a hand-held immersion blender, or in a food processor or regular blender in batches, process until smooth. Slowly add the cream and stir to blend. 3. To serve, ladle into soup bowls and serve hot. Recipe copyright ©1999 by Emeril Lagasse

Oatmeal Muffins

I have begun to believe that I needed to add muffins and cupcakes to the list of things I just cannot make along with gravy and pie crust. But I tried again and made these pretty little oatmeal muffins. They are easy and taste nice right out of the oven. And, more importantly, they look like muffins! 🙂

Oatmeal Muffins

* 1 cup dry oatmeal

* 1 cup sour milk or yogurt or buttermilk (powdered buttermilk is fine)

* 1 medium egg

* 1/2 cup brown or white sugar

* 1/3 cup oil

* 1-1/4 cups flour

* 1/2 teaspoon each baking soda & salt

* 1 teaspoon baking powder

In a large bowl combine the oatmeal and buttermilk or sour milk. If you have the chance, let it stand for a few minutes, for the oatmeal to absorb some of the buttermilk. Add the egg, sugar and oil. Beat very well with a wire whisk. Add the flour, baking soda, salt and baking powder. Mix again, until all of the dry particles are moistened. Do not over beat. It should only take about a 20 or 30 strokes by hand to mix it up enough. Spoon the batter into a dozen well oiled muffin cups. Bake at 400 degrees for about 20 minutes. Serve hot.

Recipe from the Hillbilly Housewife

An interview with Lauri Rottmayer

Interview conducted on Monday, January 04, 2010

What is your favorite quote and what does it mean to you?

My favorite quote comes from Zig Ziglar and it says, “You can have everything you want in life if you just help other people get what they want”. I love this. What I want is a feeling of satisfaction that I have encouraged people to be their best selves. I believe that this is my function as the director of the Mrs. Oklahoma Pageant. I love encouraging my titleholders and traveling the path with them. In their excitement and fulfillment, I find my own satisfaction.

Name one person that has singlehandedly influenced you most

This person would be my husband, David. He supported me as a contestant in pageants but he supports me even more as a director and business owner. As a business owner himself, he not only provides moral support but invaluable business support to help me succeed.

Name two aspects of your career that you are most passionate about

I am passionate about my contestants and their platforms. Each of our contestants must have a community service platform. This has such amazing outcomes all over the state as they raise money, raise awareness and effect change. I am blessed in that my contestants are wonderful women. It makes my heart so happy to provide the vehicle and the support to help them achieve something that means so much to them.

Do you love what you do? Why?

I love, love, love what I do. Other than the contestant interaction the marketing, advertising, graphic design and event planning that is involved touches all of the areas that make me happy.

Despite your success, what do you still find difficult in your career?

The one thing I find difficult is that some people don’t completely “get” what we are doing with the pageant. Some people see it as superficial and silly. I see incredibly committed women with a passion to change their worlds. I love that and wish everyone could see it!

Rerun: from the Brag Basket

Becky McCray over at Small Biz Survival opens up a brag basket every week. It’s really fun to read about the success of others and I’ve learned about some interesting resources for small business there, as well. I was totally inspired to throw my offering into the Brag Basket on December 18th. And here is what I said:

I am in my fourth year as the director of the Mrs. Oklahoma International Pageant. I know that a lot of people laugh at pageants but I am so proud of my titleholders that I’d just like to brag here a little.

Our contestants, who are married, must have a community service platform. At the pageant, fully 50% of their score is based upon interviews regarding this platform. For this reason, we encourage them to enter early and work their local title. By this I mean, get out there, put their energy and their voice to their chosen platform and really get to know it. This helps them in two ways. The first, obviously, is that it will fulfill them like nothing else. We all know how great it feels to help others. Secondly, though, this community interaction helps them to become more familiar with their chosen cause and results in a better interview with the judges at the pageant.

The result for me is that I am so proud I could burst. I have amazing women doing incredible things all over the state of Oklahoma! From post partum depression, to sexual child abuse, to pancreatic cancer awareness and everything in between, our ladies are out there raising awareness, raising funds, and making our state a better place.

I thank you for letting me brag. I always feel that if more people understood our mission, they would be just as proud of these ladies as I am!

Cool, eh? Just like that I got to say out loud (well in print which is almost as good) what directing the Mrs. Oklahoma International Pageant means to me and how it fulfills me. I love, love, love these ladies, their passion and their hearts. I am blessed.

My black eyed pea philosophy

Listening to Black Eyed Peas = Good
Ingesting black eyed peas = Bad

Happy New Year! It was at a party on New Year’s Day 1995 that I learned that black eyed peas were supposed to be good luck on the first day of the year. I had never heard it before and I had bad memories of being made to eat black eyed peas from someplace back in my childhood so I took a pass.

Over the years, I heard people encourage others to eat black eyed peas for good luck and have tried some different recipes but I very simply do not like black eyed peas. I love other beans and peas. Give me black beans, white beans, red beans, pinto beans. Yellow peas, green peas, split peas. Yum.

They are supposed to be healthy for you, like lentils, another legume that I don’t like. And although I have tried to make them taste good, I just haven’t been successful. So there won’t be any black eyed peas in my future unless they are on the radio.

God is in control anyway, and I don’t believe in luck. I believe He has everything planned for us and that whether I eat a nasty pea or not is not going to make a difference in His ultimate plan for my life.

I wish you a very happy and prosperous new year that is full of great food and no black eyed peas.