Caramel Centered Brownies!

Easy Peasy... I promise!

You Need:
- 1 Box of Brownie Mix
- 1 Box of Chocolate Covered Caramels
- Small Cupcake Wrappers

1. Follow mixing directions according to Brownie Box as well as preheat directions
2. Place one chocolate covered caramel into each of the small cupcake wrappers
3. Place one dollop of Brownie Mix into each cupcake wrapper
4. Follow baking instructions that are on the Brownie Box

Enjoy!

Whole Chicken Recipe (EASY!!)

Need:
- whole chicken - onions - celery - butter - mushrooms - potatoes - salt - pepper - vegetable oil - carrots

Before: Preheat oven to 350 degrees F
Cook time: 20 minutes per pound (ex: 8.5 chicken = 170 min = 2 hours 50 minutes)

Directions:
- Remove bag of gizzards and more from inside the chicken
- Rinse chicken off in a clean empty sink
- Spray Pam onto pan and rack
- Melt 3 tablespoons of butter in a coffee cup, mix 1 tablespoon of onion bits, and salt & pepper (to taste) and coat the chicken with the mixture. Place remaining mixture inside chicken.
- Place chicken on rack (that's in the pan) on its back (breast side up) and place in oven for allotted time
- When there is 90 minutes left (1.5 hours) add the vegetables (see below)
- When timer is up, take out your dinner, cover in tinfoil, and let sit for 30 minutes
- While you're waiting, it's a great time to make the gravy!
- Enjoy!

While its cooking:
- Cut up carrots, potatoes (one for each person eating), celery, mushrooms, onions (one will suffice for 4 people)
- Set the table

The Hospital Visit

It wasn't a needle that struck me, it was nail. A finger nail from the older woman that I had met in the alley way behind Ally's Alley. I had fainted from fright, exhaustion, who knows what else.

I woke up to Rascal looking over me at the hospital. My first initial thought was that we were both dead because the way that he was looking over me and his head was blocking the light which gave the impression that the light was a halo. Rascal was concerned, for once.

"Baby, you've been out for two weeks. What the hell happened?"
My voice croaked as I attempted to speak for the first time. "I was hoping you'd tell me."
"Jack found you down behind Ally's, passed out and we've been trying to wake you up since!"
"Ally's Alley?"
"Yea, did you go down there for a round? After hours?" He looked at me like I was up to no good and my heart sank past the hospital bed, for that was true. I was up to no good that night, and well, I was hoping in that moment that my feeling of guilt wasn't read all over my face as well.

"Can you get me something to eat? I'm starved."
"Sure, that's fine, just wait here."
"It's not like I'm going anywhere."
Rascal smirked and left the room, leaving the door just slightly ajar. I could see beyond the door into the hallway, white walls, white floors, pale lights. One just past my range of sight was flickering... it was really annoying. I finally had a chance to look around my own room. There was a curtain on my left, seperating me from the other patient in the room, if there was one. It was as silent as the grave over there.

I tried to piece the night that I remembered last together, from deciding to go out with Jack after his shift, to getting to the bowling alley, to seeing that woman. Who the hell was she?

The blinking light finally quit and died down the hall. As well as the next five lights that led up to my door. The hospital blankets don't give you too much to warm up to, as I soon discovered that a draft came through the open door. I buzzed for the nurse using the bed monitor for another blanket and closed my eyes. I figured it was just me waking up a few weeks after some weird reaction to the coma (if that was the right word) and I was just imagining things. Lights don't go out in succession like that, turning on maybe, but not turning off.

I heard the curtain next to me snap back, but I kept my eyes closed. I didn't want to give the appearance that I was awake, nor available to talk. But as I closed my mind to all that was in my room, and concentrated on the returning footsteps to my room, I could feel myself floating away again, and that stab once more. This time it was in my arm, but I fell once more into the darkness that I now feared.

Fishing

Imagine me as a fisher girl

Out on the lake for the day 

With a pole in my hand 

And my bait in the other

I'm ready to fish all day

Now, the law says you can only catch 

Certain fish on certain days, in certain ponds 

And to watch out for the leeches and mussels 

Oh, and throw back the too small ones

But those are pretty simple rules to follow

So, here I am, in my little canoe 

With my pole in one hand 

And a drink in the other 

I'm ready for a good day of fishing 

Just waiting for the bite 

From the BIG WHOPPER 

That one every fishing girl wants to catch 

Some days I'll get a nibble 

Or I'll catch something that's too small 

Or that fish that doesn't look good 

Or even that I've the law says I can't have

So I'll throw those all back 

And stick around a little longer for that one 

That BIG WHOPPER 

That all the fishing girls want to catch 

Now, think of the pond as my own life 

And my pole as my character 

The hook as my charm 

And the bait as my personality 

But I'm not quite ready to 'fish' yet

For I forgot to explain the laws 

About the different 'fish' that I can't have yet 

And I bet you're wondering who made up those laws 

And quite simply, it's the One who knows more than us 

It's God, and he has a better plan for me than I can imagine 

I'll let him choose the right time, the right place

And the right moment 

For me to find the one that I'll be talking about for years 

(Even if its just to make the other fisher girls jealous) 

I'm going to wait, and be patient, like a good fishing girl 

But in the meantime I'm just enjoying the view 

In my little canoe, in my little pond 

With my pole in one hand

My drink in the other 

In the palm of His hand