Life Of Two Best Friends: High School CHPT 30

Life Of Two Best Friends CHPT 29


The meet went pretty much as planned. Our B and C relay teams did the first relay. They did as Coach said earlier, “Home Pride,” and defeated the B and C teams of Mountain High like it was nothing. Jerry and the guys were actually beginning to believe their sarcastic words from earlier; believing we would actually win. As individual events go, today’s meet was different than most; the events were our off events, because Coach didn’t want us to use up or great race at this meet. So Matthew and I exchanged events, while Ken and Jerry exchanged.

It was weird to be swimming a backstroke event, and it will probably be my last time based on what Coach said afterwards, “That was interesting? It’s a good thing that it is not your normal race.”

‘I am good never swimming it again’; Matthew is crazy for liking that race. Still, this exchange did make it well worth it, to see Ken struggle and die in Jerry’s normal five-hundred event. It was priceless.

Jenny and Brit were doing as I had suggested; they would help Coach in anyway he needed. This was the first meet where I’ve seen Coach so relaxed.

Our medley relay had been in the middle of the meet. That event was piece of cake to win. Even though Jeremy’s gang talks a big talk, they don’t have enough to beat us at our specialty strokes. But that wasn’t the relay that decided my fate; the four-hundred freestyle relay did. Each person, four laps, racing to the end. And naturally it is the last race of the meet.

Since my last race was not too long ago and the relay is coming up, I’ve been staying in the cooldown pool. Jerry and the guys had jumped in with me a moment ago, but they did a quick warm-up; now they were stretching behind our lane. Normally this was where the pressure would be beginning to build, but instead I know I cannot lose. My future, Jenny’s reputation, Coach’s pride, the guys, my dad, anyone I care about is depending on me. That pressure is motivation. ‘No one is stopping me. No one.’

I decided enough was enough, I’m as ready as I’ll ever be. Climbing out of pool, I see Jeremy and his gang were about to enter. ‘Good’ I don’t want to be anywhere near him; just because, he knows he is screwed and would try anything to stop me. ‘Ignore them. They aren’t worth it. Walk away.’

“So you really do believe that you will be winning?” snickered Jeremy as I walk by him.


“I don’t know what you see in her. She is just a mediocre girl. Is she really worth throwing your future away for? Are you so desperate to be her boyfriend that you will attempt to prove your feelings through trying to defend her.” This time is was Brian.

Fight the urge. Settle it in the pool. Ignore. But maybe walk faster.’

“Yeah maybe he likes girls like her. Maybe his type is…”

Turing around. Thankfully I was a distance from him, so I could not do anything damaging. “Shut up Jeremy. Let’s settle this in the pool. You game? Or afraid?” I turned away and headed to my guys. Not wanting to hear his stupid comeback. ‘It’s on.”

It’s time…The order was as always, Matthew, Ken, Jerry, then me. I was always last; the anchor. Which means I am handed all the pressure of winning. I like the pressure!

“Beep, beep, beep,” the ref blew his whistle to signal us to the blocks. Jeremy and his gang were in lane next to us. It was fitting that Jeremy was also anchor; I will be leaving him behind with only his bad attitude as company. Continuing to stretch and warm my muscles up, I search for Coach; finding him I see the nod of approval. That is what I must always see before a race. To his right stood Jenny; she looked hopeful but also worried. Hopefully my reassuring nod gave her some hope. ‘Don’t worry Jenny; I won’t be losing this one.’

The long whistle brought me back to the race. Matthew had stepped onto the block. We knelt around him. Silence filled the deck.

“Take your mark….BEEP,” Matthew was off!

Matthew did his job. He gained a small lead. Touch…and Ken was off. Ken was the one to be nervous about; he only swims freestyle on relays. All he had to do was keep up with our competitor or only fall a little behind…No…’Come on Ken!’ I yelled in my head conserving my energy.

Touch…Jerry left. Thankfully we were only two arm lengths behind, but that distance could be the difference. However, all the motivation I have built up inside me, no distance can defeat me. Stepping onto the block. ‘Come on Jerry. Catch me up.’

One stroke. Two. Three…touch…GO! I was only a smidge behind Jeremy when I dove in. One lap at a time. ‘I WILL win.’ At the fifty mark we are tied, but sadly for Jeremy I am not done yet. Time to leave Jeremy behind. ‘See ya after the race.’ Flip-turn. One lap left. This was no longer a race against him, but myself. One. Two. Wall…

Journey With Cookbooks #8

Another recipe!! Today is called Ranch-Style Chicken. From the Frontier Cookbook.

I actually looked through the recipe and decided to cut it in half. It calls for 6 chicken breast and will serve 12…so 3 chicken breast serving 6 is better for a family of 2 and a bigger smidge.

The only difference for this recipe is I have a horseradish mustard instead of Dijon…should be interesting.

To begin!!

Looks yummy!
Well I completely forgot to take pictures of the sliced meat…
Then I forgot to take pictures until now…it needs to marinate for about 2hrs in the fridge.

I was focusing on getting it done and in the fridge, that I totally forgot I was going to use this experience for my blog…see, this is what happens when I “read” the recipe…I forget other things…haha

My cheddar cheese…Costco…
And again I used what I have. I didn’t want to be wasteful so I used some already cooked bacon from 2 days ago.
The chicken is done! Smells yummy. Before putting the chicken in I tasted the marinade, it was good.
This is the second round of chicken. I…forgot about pictures again for the first round. My brain must be on baby brain currently.

Husbands…baby brain is a thing. If your wife is being really frustrating just remember part of our smartness goes to our children. Be happy for intelligent children. 😜

For the last 5 min you add the bacon and cheese.

The hubby went to help a friend so I’m going to finish them off by broiling when he tells me he is coming back.

I got hungry so I cut up an apple. Elizabeth decided to help me with that part.

She always helps me when there are apples present.

My little helper…see her hair is crazy and wild. I don’t make it up…it’s real.
Salad!! In the picture for the recipe there was lettuce. So I copied that idea.

We have leftover garlic mashed potatoes that the hubby will probably want with dinner. I’m not really a mashed potato type of person. Don’t get me wrong I LOVE potatoes, but not mashed. My older brother is that way too.

I made the “easy” rolls with dinner. The hubby likes them. Me not so much.
Preparing for the inevitable…Mwahahaha!

Let’s see the finished product…

Looks not too bad…taste?

Looks like picture: I would say 10. It looks pretty similar. Taste?

Taste: The hubby said…”give it an 8. It tasted delicious, just I was late getting go back and the bacon had been sitting too long in the cheese.” Personally, I think that’s an okay rating! I give it an 8 as well. It was good but nothing too exciting.

Easiness: the marinating part was the longest. So ignoring that, I would give easiness a 10. It was super simple. A good recipe for when I have baby brain.

This recipe was strange. It was easy, it tasted good, but I don’t know if I will make it often. We will have to see in the future.

Enjoy your Friday!!👋

Life As A Mama #35


Bedtime has been somewhat easier…she doesn’t expect me to feed her anymore…but there are days like this…
Daddy and baby were snuggling on couch so I decided to clean up so that I could relax tonight.
I told him not to let her fall asleep…😒
Mama is the bad guy…shower time.
It’s going to be a long night…
Finally ready for bed. Finally quiet!! sleep…??
Humming and singing books to herself.
Giving her giant teddy bear hugs while singing the daddy song.
I thought she might fall asleep under the teddy bear but nope…daddy came up after he heard the daddy song…
2hrs later…we have come full circle…they are asleep on the floor…
Original by emily2jane

I did wake up the hubby and he went back downstairs. I scooped up the baby and put her in her bed. Finally my alone time!!

So what should people take from this….

I need to change my schedule with her. I need to shower her around 7:30-8:00 and then if she falls asleep with daddy on the couch I can just carry her upstairs and it’s bedtime.

Also husbands in the world. When she says, “keep them awake“, do the easy job and keep them awake…thank you. 😊

Enjoy your Thursday!

Life Of Two Best Friends: High School CHPT 29

Life Of Two Best Friends CHPT 28


“Dude!?…what…?” Jerry yanked my arm turning me around, the morons had walked off, “Do you understand what you just did? You agreed to drop the race, that would for sure secure you a spot at the Montana school. What are you thinking?”

I could tell Jerry was pissed. I also realized what I had agreed to. A second ago I had no hesitation if there was a possibility of an apology, but now I am slightly regretting making a bet with that jerk. But I wasn’t about to show it, “If we lose. Will we lose? No because all we have to beat is that lot. So don’t fight me on this; we will win.”

Before Jerry could pursue the topic, “Of course you will win,” Coach had come back to us, “but what was happening a moment ago? George?”

“Nothing Coach. It was handled, and without a possibility of being thrown out of the meet,” lying my butt off to Coach but I didn’t want to explain what was just said about Jenny. ‘Jenny?’

Coach interrupted my thoughts before I could think about anything, “Good. I can’t have any of my swimmers being labeled as a bully. And you three,” Coach said turning to Jerry, Ken, and Matthew, “do you have so little confidence in yourselves? In your team? George believes it, and so do I. What about you?”

“Of course Coach! We will be on top. No one can beat us,” Jerry laid the pep on a little thick. Ken and Matthew came to Jerry’s sides and draped their arms over his shoulders in agreement.

“Kiss up…but keep that mind set. Let’s head back to the rest of team and relay details. The meet will start soon,” as Coach walked away Jerry and the guys followed. Brit next. Then I fell into step with Jenny.

“Are you okay?” we were a distance from the others, but close enough that they wouldn’t stop to see if we were following, “We will be there soon. If you don’t want to discuss it now we can wait. We only have a few minutes.”

“Why did you do it? Was what he said really that awful? Did you have to risk your future for my reputation?” Jenny stopped us and spoke as quietly as possible.

I kept us walking, “Yeah, Jenny. It was bad and, as I said to that jerk, I stick up for my friends. Don’t worry too much about it. They have no chance, they are just hoping to scramble us in hope they could beat us. But they have nothing.” I was adamant about it now. I was no longer worried about my decision to stand up for her; it was the right thing to do, “I’m also a bit excited to see him grovel out an apology. Don’t expect much, but he will be giving you one.” I wanted to keep this upbeat vibe up, but I needed to know, “did you hear him?”

“No. Thankfully. Seeing how you reacted it was probably awful. Should I know?” Jenny stopped me.

“No. It’s not worth repeating. But we should really keep going; I don’t want you to be the center of everyone’s attention again. Also don’t worry about it again; I will tell Coach what happened tomorrow,” I started to pick up our pace to catch up to the group. “I will be focusing on beating their butts and making him regret talking. You will just follow Coach’s instruction and help him.”

“Sounds like a plan. Thanks George,” Jenny said as she held my forearm as we walked.

“No problem. It’s what I should do as a Captain, but also a friend. Let’s go,” gently shaking her hand off as I increased my speed to a speed-walk; finally catching up to the group just as they reached the rest of the team.

“Here are the details,” Coach rambled off rules and changes to some events schedule.

Life As A Mama #34

This was a sad day. More for the hubby than me.

Self explanatory…
My crazy roller coaster of emotions…frazzled…
When will all of this end!!! Ughh…
When will the hubby be home. I am at my wits end…
Through all my stress I didn’t notice to constant puffy redness spreading on Elizabeth’s face…
We went out without the pup and Elizabeth’s redness went away…so she seems to be slightly allergic.
Once the hubby got home from taking the puppy back, he went to the park to distract Elizabeth.
I vacuumed…everything possible… that the dog touched. Then I put the house back to normal.
Like nothing happened…
I think that was the first time I smiled in almost a week.
Slowly my smile faded into sadness. What happens if Elizabeth notices the pup pup is no longer here…
Original by: emily2jane

My best advice. Don’t get a puppy when you have a 2 yr old. You are just asking for trouble and a frazzled brain. Also pay attention and try and notice if your baby is allergic sooner.

Elizabeth has not notice. Sadly this is not the 1st time we have brought a puppy home…more like the 3rd…

So when I say it is sadder for the hubby it is true; because it means it is his 3rd time to take a puppy back. The other times were because my allergies acted up severely. But this time around I kept them in check.

I must say that it wasn’t just because of Elizabeth’s allergies. It was the important reason, but it was also for our marriage. When you no longer want to be around each other and you just want to strangle your spouse, something has to change…

So again I reiterate, don’t get a puppy with a 2yr old. You are just asking for a roller coaster of emotions and a naughtier baby, than before the dog. 😓

Journey With Cookbooks #7

So last night I ventured into another recipe from the two cookbooks…still the Frontier Cookbook. We had some leftover guacamole that needed to be eaten…Beef and Bean Burritos!! We had all the ingredients and it seemed like it would be a very easy recipe.

Except for the cilantro…I didn’t have that…
So her recipe called for certain types of ingredients…but again I used the kinds I have.

Her enchilada sauce is medium…whereas mine is mild, so I added a can of diced green chilies that are medium. It works! 🥸 And the recipe called for refried beans…I’m not a big fan, but the hubby is; so I improvised by including black beans.

COMBINE THE SPICES!! ….that’s it??? 😂
While I’m waiting for the meet to defrost I diced the onion…

The recipe called for a whole medium onion…I had half a large onion in the fridge….I called it good. 😎

Oh…I don’t know if everyone knows this and I was just clueless…but this is how you use the can opener…🤯 I saw this a long time ago and my life was changed.
The entire stove is being used!!

I love it when the entire stove is in use!! It makes it seem like I’m doing a billion things at once! 😎 I just wish it wouldn’t mean more dishes…

I ummm…decided to pour the entire can of diced chilies…hopefully it is not too spicy for the hubby…
Elizabeth needed some applesauce…which she preceded to eat with her fingers…😜

At this point I have turned on the heat for the beans. It shouldn’t be too long now…


So between these two pictures it was potty time for Elizabeth, so I hired the hubby to stir and add the enchilada sauce. He will be rehired in the future. 😎

You add cheese to the beans as they cook. So pretty much you are eating cheese with your meat.

Look, they are so little and cute!! 😍 I was eating celery as I was cooking. I got hungry and decided to eat something healthy while I waited.

So delicious!!

It doesn’t look pretty but it was so yummy!!! It reminded me of a Paco’s burrito.

The rating shall begin…

Look Like Picture: 9! Hers just looked super pretty with the cilantro…but it was close!!

Taste: The hubby gives it a 9. He said I added too much enchilada sauce to the top, and that it made it a little soggy as he got to the end…but still he said it was yummy!! Elizabeth kind of cheated…she had a bean & cheese burrito…she liked that. Especially as she used it as a vessel to get the sour cream to her mouth.

Easiness: 10! Again like the Tortilla Soup or Sloppy Joe’s recipes it was super easy. Just slowly add and then finish it off with melting cheese via a microwave…

I might tweak this recipe the next time…but we shall see when that is, because…

Lots of leftovers!!

We will be eating this for a while…

1 1/2 burrito was almost too much for me…We might be eating this for Easter…?? We will see 🧐

Enjoy your Friday!! ❤️

Life Of Two Best Friends: High School CHPT 28

Life Of Two Best Friends CHPT 27


The captain meeting was as expected. Jerry and I were respectable to the coaches, refs, and the rude competitors. Jeremy and Brian, the breaststroker of Mountain High, were as usual not respectable. Which really shouldn’t be a shock, since their coach is a real piece of work as well; he would be labeled as a screamer. Still, as our coach directed us, we were on our best behavior. After shaking hands…if you could call it that, it was more like a slap than anything, we walked over to Coach to relay the details before his meeting. Jenny and Brit were behind Coach, but they would not be going to the Coaches meeting.

“Stick with these two, will you both?” as we approached, “I don’t need them getting lost, or being tormented by their already fans.” Coach turned and looked towards Jeremy and his gang hovering off to the back of us. Thankfully, Ken and Matthew both walked up to us at that moment, “Good more people will help keep the idiots at bay. Once my meeting is done we will go back to the rest of the team and distribute the details,” at that Coach headed over to the meeting.

I quickly explained to Ken and Matthew what the deal was. They nodded in agreement and took up their positions in front of Jenny and Brit, creating a wall between the jerks and us.

“I’m sorry we are more of a problem than being helpful,” Jenny said as she moved to hide behind Matthew’s body.

“Don’t worry about it,” I said touching her shoulder, “those jerks are always awful; they have been that way since Freshman year. Just do as Brit said, ‘Ignore them’.

“I like it that my advice is being used!” Brit said with a smirk, but then folded her arms in front of her, as I assume extra layer of protection.

I guess the ignoring was getting to them, because Jeremy, Brian, and the other idiots were coming towards us. ‘Great. Coach won’t be done for another ten min. A lot can happen in that amount of time.’ “Get prepared,” I said stepping in front of Ken an Matthew, taking my stance in front of everyone. Jerry also stepped in front of Jenny and Brit sending them to the back of the half circle barrier.

“So, I see you have some new helpers on your team. Hot ones at that,” Brian was the first to speak, “Are they for your pleasure or are they for us as eye candy?” his group snickered.

“Shut up, Brian. They are coaching assistants,” cutting him off before more lued words would come out, “show them some respect.”

“What’s it to you, George? I heard that you beat up a guy for her. Is she yours?” Jeremy paused a moment but not actually allowing me to talk; “but on the other hand, I heard that she rejected you. So you must not be her type; maybe I am,” Jeremy snickered and stepped in Jenny’s direction.

I just held up a hand to stop him in his tracks. Of course the news traveled to this school. I was annoyed that Jeremy thought he had something over me, but more so that he will probably taunt Jenny with her baggage. “What’s it to you? She is one of my good friends. I will always stick up for my friends. Just drop it,” stepping directly in front of Jeremy. “Just walk away and prepare for the racing.” Secretively, I waved behind my back telling the guys to step away and keep the girls at the back. They did.

“Yeah. Maybe you are right. I don’t see her as my type anyways, seeing as she is a…”

I grabbed Jeremy’s jacket and brought him closer to my face. “Apologize! Now!” I was furious. Jerry and Ken rushed towards me trying to pry me off of Jeremy. I was glued to Jeremy’s pretentious smile, this was his goal all along. To get me to react, to his foul mouth, and punch him; then be thrown out of the meet. I let go of the moron , but still allowing Jerry and Ken to hold me back. I look behind them and see Matthew keeping Brit and Jenny away from it all. ‘I hope she didn’t hear what he called her.’

“Well seeing how you responded for your girl,” Brian hollered behind Jeremy, “…”

“She is not my girl! But you should still show some respect for other people,” I was all riled up now.

“Dude. Calm down,” Jerry was continuing to hold me back, probably because he knew I definitely would be riping Jermery’s smuge smirk off his pretentious face.

“Fine!” I huffed and shruged off Jerry and Ken’s restraining arms. “Apologize.”

“Okay, but you have to agree to a deal; more like a bet. If your measly pathetic team wins the relay, I will apologize for speaking the truth.”

Jerry grabbed my arm before I could begin my punch. He just shook his head.

“But if we win, you have to give up swimming the hundred freestlye at finals. Take it or leave it,” Jermey held out his hand.

Without hesitation, “Deal,” and I shook the jerk’s hand.

Life As A Mama #33

I wanted to paint some…so I set everything up and…

So excited for art time!!
Well at least I was happy…but the Nooooo! Started as soon as I sat her down.
I compromised…
Painting…painting…painting! Baby sneakily running…???
(Yes I gave myself a dark rain cloud. Because that’s how I felt)
Someone found a sharpie…dad’s desk…😓
She felt bad about it. And she said sorry and gave me sorry kisses.

I at least got some more of my painting done. But her arms still have faded sharpie lines. One mark looks like she has barbed wire on her arm…

Just in time for Easter…hope most of it is gone. Because her dress has no sleeves.

This is when it happened…it’s now thankfully almost gone.
My painting so far.