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Haha, that was a funny / cute joke. If I buy a whole - fresh artichoke I boil it (I believe it's like 20 min. - have to double check) Then eat the pieces (you just slide the piece through your teeth) dipped in melted butter with spices and some people like it dipped in mayo. Then you can cut the heart out -- which is soft and oh so yummy. If I purchase artichoke hearts in a can -- I saute them with a little tomato sauce, black olives (I may try mushrooms now after reading all these posts) -- great side dish.

The main thing with kids is KEEP IT FUN! Like this hot dog is now an octopus. I've purchased cheese stars with grapes and had a "sand bucket" -- a clear plastic cup where we walked along the beach and collected food (in our imagination) Have them make their own peanut butter and jelly -- kids love to participate and will be more likely to eat what they make. Cutting sandwiches into hearts or shapes helps too There are "lady bug" pizzas (biscuits pressed down with pizza sauce, cheese and topping) Ants on a log (celery with cream cheese or peanut butter and raisons) Sail boats -- bread, croissant with tuna salad, chicken salad, and carrots stuck on top (or another veggie) Call broccoli trees , not veggies Tell a story with dinner -- "One day the princess was walking through the trees (broccoli), and stumbled upon some pebbles (black eyed peas) - these pebbles were unusual --- etc. As a picky eater myself my grandmother got me straight. I had to eat a little bit of everthing and then I was rewarded with what I wanted (brown sugar) - LOL. I'm sure I have many more ideas if you're interested.

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Yes, in Europe and Ireland they serve them with breakfast -- along with that black pudding -- haha. Don't grill the tomatos too long -- just a little black. They are mushy but yummy with your meal.

This is an old tried and true favorite of "most" people -- I have come across a few who have not liked it -- but to each their own. Ground beef (like a 1lb. or so) Jiffy cornbread mix (one box) Chilli sauce (found near the ketchup at the grocery store) 2 cans of Campbell's vegetable soup (I have made this with homemade veggies before too -- it's just alot more work) Brown ground beef (stir in some onion if you want - salt, pepper, all that jive) Stir in both cans of soup without draining Stir in chilli sauce Place in oblong casserole dish Mix Jiffy cornbread according to directions BUT DOUBLE the milk (I use soy milk and it works fine). Pour cornbread mixture over meat Bake according to Jiffy box -- like 400 degrees for 20 minutes. Serve with sour cream and shredded chedder cheese

I love reading these stories -- they are great.

I laughed hard! That was a GOOD one! Anyone want to share some fun meals they had in the Way?

I am impressed at how ya'll turned the thread around and made it something unique. I wasn't trying to be mean, I was just saying this PFAL thread is getting really long and derailed often.

No, I was never a WOW but I am interested in hearing you guy's stories. I learn from them.

There was a link started on LEAD experiences. I was wondering if anyone would like to share their WOW experiences.

My gravy - there are over a 1,000 posts about this PFAL and nothing is new here. I'm not getting blessed. It's been side tracked so many times. I am so sick of seeing it at the top of the thread. I'm beginning to really wonder about you all.

I was taught it's impossible to be an atheist because you have to BELIEVE there is not a God -- therefore you are believing in something. An agnostic just says - "I don't know, I don't care."

Wow, that's an awesome record. Thanks for sharing that!

Thanks to everyone who responded. There was some great insight. I don't know why I let it bother me -- it just did. Haha about the dishes! That's why dishwashers are great. But, yeah, I usually offer to help however usually the person declines my help. And, I would never ask a guest to do the dishes, if they didn't offer -- I'd just remember it for next time. Thanks everyone. I just can't live on 4 hours of sleep. I have to get at least 7 hours to function properly. It just made me upset I guess because when I hear the word WORK -- I think of a paying job. But being a mother is work, being a wife is work, keeping a house clean is work, taking care of your body is work, cooking is work, etc. I've just been learning alot throughout these boards of where this person got that mentality. Thanks to everyone who responded. There was some great insight. I don't know why I let it bother me -- it just did. Haha about the dishes! That's why dishwashers are great. But, yeah, I usually offer to help however usually the person declines my help. And, I would never ask a guest to do the dishes, if they didn't offer -- I'd just remember it for next time. Thanks everyone. I just can't live on 4 hours of sleep. I have to get at least 7 hours to function properly. It just made me upset I guess because when I hear the word WORK -- I think of a paying job. But being a mother is work, being a wife is work, keeping a house clean is work, taking care of your body is work, cooking is work, etc. I've just been learning alot throughout these boards of where this person got that mentality.

Thanks, It has just really been bothering me -- something that won't go away. A "debil spirit" maybe? I had just read something similar on the LEAD thread and wondered if this is how "The Way" treated everyone. Sleep depreivation, endless seminars, plus home study, witnessing - living on 4 hours of sleep? But to get 8 hours of sleep you're lazy? It just irked me.

Thank you all for your responses. Abigail -- I needed to hear that!

" Haha -- "Let me tell ya people about the stealer in John 10:10 -- Satan - the thief want to knock a n***a out. We ain't gonna let him do that - Nah. Keep the FEAR out of your life -- it's the Big Brother after ya yo. Stand up." Weren't some Black Panthers involved in the Way at one time?

I'm having a problem. I have always considered myself a hard worker. To me, work is defined as laundry, cooking, being a wife, doing chores, and possibly holding a career. Anything can be considered work when you are doing something. I recently had an ex-Way member routinely say, "yeah it takes work" acting as if I did nothing. I have read in previous threads where this was really big in the Way and Wierwille often criticized (I believe it was LEAD) that they didn't know how to work. It has really begun to bother me because I always felt I was a hard worker and for my efforts to be criticized -- really bothers me to where I want to do nothing. Anyone have any input?

I recently pulled out the copy of the book that I had and began reading it. It is a very good read! Didn't she also do a seminar or something along the lines of God's Word in Culture?

I can say I have enjoyed this thread and it's great to see so many independent women. I'm married to a cop but way before that my father taught me how to shoot. I was home alone one day -- we live in a nice area -- and these "African American" kids started circling the house. They drove down our driveway. My dog took off after him before the door had even opened and the boy tried to kick my dog. I grabbed the gun -- it wasn't loaded - - but enough to make a statement. The boy said, "he made a wrong turn." Yeah! (roll eyes) They were trying to steal our bikes. Man, my adrenaline had never been going so HIGH. I called the cops on them even though they took off. You never know when you will have to defend yourself. There was another time in a parking lot and I swear the guy was going to kidnap me -- I've never seen anyone get so mad that I wouldn't engage in a conversation or allow them to help me load my car. I went back into the store and waited and then had someone escort me out. Thanks catcup for posting your wise advice and I will ask my hubby about the guns ya'll recommended. It's just really sad when a person in authority (father, pastor, etc) take advantage of women. I wonder if there has been any other research on that -- because like a guy on the streets vs. someone you trust -- there has to be issues. However, our Father (God) heals all. But I've heard about women having problems with God because of those "father" issues. Thanks gals! Great read and info.

I'm not sure -- just heard something of the sort is out there and I'm interested in it if anyone has a spare copy.

I was definitely released learning that we don't go to heaven right when we die. From the age of 12 I had contimplated suicide because why should we all be living down here in misery when we could be in heaven -- and then why did other's get to enjoy it longer? Thessalonians taught in the class made perfect sense to me -- as well as spiritual issues. I am happy I know what I know.

I was wondering if anyone out there had a copy of the PFAL test? Foundational, Intermediate, Advanced? Please let me know. Thanks.

There she was, the night it was and there they were never going to be the same. Dirty...so dirty - 5 showers later bleach on the skin burns burned it never happened...she can convince herself if it's not there...then the reality of never existed. the dirt will go the days will pass and it will be fine we need more bleach we all need a clean slate now and again "What were we to do?" she said. And that was it. Everything was in perspective. "You've built character," he said. "You had fun," he said. And all she could think was I did? Is that fun..was that fun? She got the dictionary... But many pages were missing. I guess it was? Maybe it was? Then she thought...well what is a bad time...if I had fun? "I loved it," he said..."I love you," he said. and then it happened - that was it she knew he was the greastest, most handsome, most convincing rapist she'd ever meet. Sex says I'm lovely. Sex says I'm great. Sex says that he loves to hold me Sex says he has no disappointments, He has no loose screws Sex says he's great, especially after booze Sex said he lied, he said it was a joke Sex said you never did like to be choked Yes, I admit that sex left his mark Sex was my beloved two faced friend. I guess Sex's lover Aids got jealous in the end. What happened...happened. You're just someone I used to know. No more nor less Just a face, a body, a name, a kiss, a night.... I used to know Sometimes your memory slips into my thoughts but it's only because it's something I use to know like santa claus....he never existed therefore neither did you.