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Cheesy Chicken pasta Casserole submitted by Susan
Servings- 4
8 ounces noodles
1/4 cup margarine
3 tablespoons flour
1 1/2 teaspoons salt
3 cups skim milk
3 cups cheddar cheese, lowfat -- shredded
2 cups cooked chicken -- diced
1/4 cup cornflake crumbs
Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
Cook pasta according to package directions; drain.
In a large saucepan melt the margarine. Stir in the flour and salt.
Blend in the milk. Cook, stirring constantly, until thickened and
bubbly. Add the cheese; stir until melted.
Combine the noodles, cheese sauce and chicken.
Mix well. Pour into a 3 quart casserole dish. Top with cornflake crumbs.
Bake for 30 minutes.

I like this one

Light Pesto Mushroom Pizza (serving 4)

1 12-inch pre-made pizza crust
1/2 cup BUITONI refrigerated Family Size Pesto Sauce
1/2 pound white mushrooms, trimmed and sliced thin
2 cups shredded mozzarella cheese
Heat oven to 350°F.
Place pizza crust on a baking sheet;
spread with pesto, top with mushrooms and cheese.
Bake until cheese is melted and bubbly, around 15 minutes.
Serve hot.

Sugar-Free Chocolate Pineapple Delight

cookie crust ingredients:

2 cups biscuit mix
1/4 cup pecan pieces
2/3 cup pitted dates
2 egg whites
1 teaspoon vanilla
3 Tablespoons warm water
6 Tablespoons butter
filling ingredients:

1 20-ounce can crushed pineapple in its own juice
1/4 cup pineapple juice concentrate
1 1/4 cup 1% milk
6-serving package non-instant sugar-free chocolate pudding
2 Tablespoons pecans (reserved)
Preheat oven to 350 degrees.


Use a blender or food processor to chop pecan pieces until
finely ground. Sift biscuit mix, and stir in 1/4 cup pecans.
Set aside.
Use a food processor or blender to purée dates,
gradually adding egg whites and warm water.
Beat several minutes until creamy. Melt butter,
and then stir in date cream and vanilla.
Fold liquid ingredients into biscuit mix. Stir only until blended.
Press the moist dough to the edges of a 9" x 11" pan or into
two 9" pie pans. The crust will be about 1/4 inch thick.
Bake 7-10 minutes at 350 degrees until light brown on
top edges. Set aside.

Leave oven at 350 degrees.
Drain 3/4 cup juice from pineapple into a pan to be used later.
Finish draining crushed pineapple, and distribute pineapple
bits evenly on the baked cookie crust. Set aside.
Returning to the pan of pineapple juice, add pineapple juice
concentrate, and whisk milk into juices until blended.
Add chocolate pudding powder. Heat on medium, stirring
constantly, until at a full boil.
Pour hot pudding mix evenly over pineapple,
just covering the edges of the crust.
Bake at 350 degrees 7-10 minutes; then sprinkle on top
2 Tablespoons finely chopped pecans, and bake for an additional
3 minutes.

Did Ya' Know: 020405
Annual utility costs for a three-bedroom dwelling in...

Tokyo:  $5896
Hong Kong:  $4654
Paris:  $4247
Toronto:  $2374
London:  $2129
Sydney:  $1486
United States:  $1291
Cairo:  $970

How do we spend our home-protection dollars?

Extra locks:  41%
Automatic Lighting:  33%
Security system:  18%
Guard dog:  15%
Weapons:  14%

Steven Spielberg originally approached Roman Polanski
about directing "Schindler's List," but Polanski said
he found the material too personal and painful.

*grin* It makes people wonder!

on this next one I sure hope this ain't true !, David 1

[||||]    P E D O P A D R E S     [||||]     

Judith Levine's new tome "Harmful to Minors: The Perils of Protecting
Children From Sex" with a forward by Dr. Joslyn Elders from Minnesota
Press suggests that the harm from some child/adult sexual contacts may
be exaggerated.    (AP)

A Vatican spokesman denied reports that the book will soon replace the

[||||]     P E A C E    P I P E    L O O P H O L E S     [||||]

New Mexico will become the first state to include Indian Law in its
annual bar exam required of fledgling shysters.    (USA Today)

White Man Speak With Forked Tongue 1-A? 

[||||]       C H A T T Y    C H E V Y       [||||]     

TV's "Knight Rider" series will soon be turned into a feature film.  
(Entertainment Weekly)

Producers are now in negotiations for the talking car with Hollywood's
Mr. Ed Talent Agency.

                BREE'S BALDERDASH


                Author Unknown

We all know what it's like to get that phone call in the middle
of the night. This night's call was no different. Jerking up to the
ringing summons, I focused on the red, illuminated numbers
of my clock. Midnight! Panicky thoughts filled my sleep dazed
mind as I grabbed the receiver.


My heart pounded, I gripped the phone tighter and eyed my
husband, who was now turning to face my side of the bed.

"Mama?" The voice answered. I could hardly hear the whisper
over the static. But my thoughts immediately went to my daughter.

"Mama, I know it's late but, don't. . . . don't say anything until I
finish and before you ask, yes, I have been drinking. I nearly
ran off the road a few miles back and . . . and I got so scared.
All I could think about was how it would hurt you if a policeman
came to your door and said I'd been killed.

I want to come home. I know running away was wrong. I know
you've been worried sick and I should have called you days
ago, but I was afraid."

I paused and tried to think what to say. Before I could speak,
she continued.

"I'm pregnant, Mama and I know I shouldn't be drinking now--
especially now-----but I'm scared, Mama. So scared!" The
voice broke again and I bit into my lip, feeling my own eyes fill
with moisture. I looked at my husband, who sat silently mouthing,
"Who is it?"

I clutched the phone and stared at my husband, seeking guidance.

"I'm here. I wouldn't hang up," I said into the phone.

"I should have told you, Mama. I know I should have told you but
when we talk, you just keep telling me what I should do. You read
all those pamphlets on how to talk about sex and all, but all you
do is talk. You don't listen to me, you never let me tell you how
I feel. It is as if my feelings aren't important. Because you're my
mother, you think you have all the answers but sometimes I don't
need answers. I just want someone to listen."

"I'm listening," I whispered.

"You know back there on the road, after I got the car under control,
I started thinking about the baby and taking care of it. Then I saw
this phone booth and it was as if I could hear you preaching about
how people shouldn't drink and drive. So, I called a taxi. I want to
come home."

"That's good honey." I said, relief filling my chest. My husband
came closer, sat down beside me and laced his fingers through
mine. I knew from his touch that he thought I was doing and saying
the right thing.

"But, you know, I think I can drive now."

"I know, but do this for your mama, wait for the taxi please."
I listened to the silence, fearing. When I didn't hear her answer,
I bit into my lip and closed my eyes. Somehow I had to stop her
from driving.

"There's the taxi now."

There was a click and then the phone went silent. Moving from
the bed, tears forming in my eyes, I walked out into the hall and
went to stand in my 16 year old daughter's room. The dark silence
hung thick. My husband came from behind, wrapped his arms
around me and rested his chin on the top of my head. I wiped the
tears from my cheeks.

"We have to learn to listen," I said to him. He pulled me around to
face him. "We'll learn. You'll see."

Then he took me in his arms and I buried my head in his shoulder.
I let him hold me for several moments, then I pulled back and stared
at the bed.

He studied me for a second and then asked, "Do you think she'll ever
know she dialed the wrong number?" I looked at our sleeping daughter
and then back at him. "Maybe it wasn't such a wrong number."

"Mom, Dad, what are you doing?" The muffled young voice came from
under the covers. I walked over to my daughter, who now sat up
into the darkness.

"We're practicing," I answered.

"Practicing what?" she mumbled and laid back on the mattress, her
eyes already closed in slumber.

"Listening," I whispered and brushed a hand over her cheek.

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"Where there is great love, there are always miracles."

                        ~Willa Cather (1873)

"A cat is there when you call her - if she doesn't have something
better to do." ~~Bill Adler~~

My aunt's neighbor in New York had a beautiful black cat,
Felix, who spent his days outside and came indoors at night.
One cool October evening, he disappeared. The neighbor
searched for him in vain for several days. The following spring,
however, Feliz reappeared, looking healthy and clean. She
figured he's been out sowing his wild oats. Everything was back
to normal until that autumn, when Felix disappeared again.

The next spring, he returned. Perplexed, my aunt's friend began
asking neighbors for clues. Finally, she rang the bell of an older
couple who lived down the street.

"A black cat?" the woman said. "Oh, yes! My husband and I hated
to see him out in the cold, so we bought a cat carrier. We take him
to Florida with us every winter."
Mrs. Biddle was walking down the street one day carrying a small
box with holes punched in the top.
"What's in that box?" Mrs. Riddle asked.
"A cat," Mrs. Biddle answered.
"What for?"
"I've been dreaming about mice at night, and I'm scared of mice.
The cat is to catch them."
"But the mice you dream about are imaginary," said Mrs. Riddle.
Mrs. Biddle turned to her friend and whispered, "So is the cat."

HOT DOGS, hot dogs, anybody
want a hotdog or two ?


To core a head of lettuce, hold it so that bottom, or core end,
faces a flat surface, bring the lettuce down hard against the
surface to loosen core. Pull out core and discard.
(The lettuce will keep longer if the core is out. I, personally,
NEVER put the lettuce in a container after cleaning it. I drop
it into a corner of the vegetable bin and leave it there till I need
it next time. If lettuce touches anything, like a bowl or plastic
wrap, it will wilt faster and get "gooey" around the edges that
touched anything...try it!!)

If your oranges are hard to peel, pour boiling water over them
and let stand for 5 minutes. The peel will come of very easily,
as will the pith underneath.

You can reheat rice without overcooking it by heating it in a
colander over a pan of boiling water, making sure the rice
does not touch the water.

To ensure whipped cream stays whipped and fluffy longer,
dissolve 1 teaspoon of unflavored gelatin in 1/4 cup hot milk
and beat it into a cup of already whipped cream.


Ever wonder why most 2 year old kids are so trim? Here is
a sample diet that most must surely follow.....

Breakfast: One scrambled egg, one piece of toast with grape jelly.
Eat 2 bites of egg, using your fingers; dump the rest on the floor.
Take 1 bite of toast, then smear the jelly over your face and clothes.
Lunch: Four crayons (any color), a handful of potato chips, and a
glass of milk (3 sips only, then spill the rest) Dinner: A dry stick,
pennies and a nickel, 4 sips of flat Pepsi.. Bedtime snack: Throw a
piece of toast on the kitchen floor...........

DAY TWO-----

Breakfast: Pick up stale toast from kitchen floor and eat it.
Drink half bottle of vanilla extract or one vial of vegetable dye.
Lunch: Half a tube of "Pulsating Pink" lipstick and a handful of
Purina Dog Chow (any flavor). One ice cube, if desired.
Afternoon Snack: Lick an all-day sucker until sticky, take
outside, drop in dirt. Retrieve and continue slurping until it
is clean again. Then bring inside and drop on the rug.
Dinner: A rock or an uncooked bean, which should be thrust
up your left nostril. Pour grape Kool-Aid over mashed potatoes;
eat with a spoon.


Breakfast: Two pancakes with plenty of syrup, eat one with fingers,
rub in hair. Glass of milk; drink half, stuff other pancake in glass.
After breakfast, pick up yesterdays sucker from rug, lick off fuzz,
put it on the cushion of your best chair. Lunch: Three matches,
peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Spit several bites onto the floor.
Pour glass of milk on table and slurp up. Dinner: Dish of ice cream,
handful of potato chips, some red punch. Try to laugh some punch
through your nose, if possible.


Breakfast: A quarter tube of toothpaste (any flavor), bit of soap,
an olive. Pour a glass of milk over bowl of cornflakes, add half
a cup of sugar.. Once cereal is soggy, drink milk and feed cereal
to dog. Lunch: Eat bread crumbs off kitchen floor and dining room
carpet. Find that sucker and finish eating it. Dinner: A glass of
spaghetti and chocolate milk. Leave meatball on plate. Stick of
mascara for dessert.


You know you live in a small town when....

The "road hog" in front of you on Main Street is a farmer's combine.

The local phone book has only one yellow page.

You leave your jacket in the cafe and it is still there the next
day...in the same place you left it.

No social events can be scheduled when the school gym floor
is being varnished.

You call the wrong number and they supply you with the correct one.

Everyone knows all the news before it is published but they read
the hometown newspaper to see whether the publisher got it right.

You don't signal turns when driving because everyone knows
where you're going anyway.


A thick, sweet liquid made by bees from flower nectar. A honey's
color and flavor does not derive from the bee, but from the nectar's
source. In general, the darker the color the stronger the flavor. The
flowers that produce some of America's most popular honeys are
clover, orange blossom and sage. When using honey in cooking,
it's important to know its source because some types are harsher
than others. Store tightly sealed liquid honey in a cool, dry place
for up to a year; store comb and chunk honey for 6 months. When
refrigerated, honey crystallizes, forming a gooey, grainy mass.
It can easily be reliquefied by placing the opened jar either in a
microwave oven at 100 percent power for about 30 seconds
(depending on the amount), or in a pan of hot water over low
heat for 10 to 15 minutes.

Peanut Butter and Banana Roll-Ups

4 large flour tortillas
1/2 cup chunky peanut butter
4 bananas, lightly mashed
1/4 cup honey
1/2 tsp ground cinnamon
2 tsp unsalted butter

Spread peanut butter and mashed bananas over the center third
of each tortilla. Drizzle with honey and sprinkle with cinnamon.
Roll up tortillas, folding ends under to seal. Melt butter in a heavy
nonstick skillet over medium heat. Sauté filled tortillas 2-3 minutes
per side or until golden. Serves 2-4. (Unless you are feeding MY
husband....then double the recipe!!!)


She smiled at a sorrowful stranger.
The smile seemed to make him feel better.
He remembered past kindnesses of a friend
And wrote him a thank you letter.

The friend was so pleased with the thank you
That he left a large tip after lunch.
The waitress, surprised by the size of the tip,
Bet the whole thing on a hunch.

The next day she picked up her winnings,
And gave part to a man on the street.
The man on the street was grateful;
For two days he'd had nothing to eat.

After he finished his dinner,
He left for his small dingy room.
He didn't know at that moment
that he might be facing his doom.

On the way he picked up a shivering puppy
And took him home to get warm.
The puppy was very grateful
To be in out of the storm.

That night the house caught on fire.
The puppy barked the alarm.
He barked till he woke the whole household
And saved everybody from harm.

One of the boys that he rescued
Grew up to be a fine President.
All this because of a simple smile
That hadn't cost a cent.

Author Unknown



1 1/4 lbs coarsely ground turkey (white is best)
1 tsp salt
1 1/2 tsp ground pepper (less if desired)
1/2 tsp dried sage
1/2 tsp dried thyme
1/2 tsp ground ginger
1/2 tsp ground nutmeg
1 tbsp Calvados (optional)
1 1/2 tbsp finely grated orange peel
olive oil cooking spray

Combine well the turkey, salt, pepper, sage, thyme, ginger,
nutmeg, Calvados, and orange zest in a bowl.

Spray a non- stick skillet with cooking spray and sauté a small
bit of sausage mixture to test for seasoning. Correct if necessary.
Form the remainder into 6 patties, about 1/2 inch thick, and sauté
until browned on both sides and cooked through. Serve hot from
the pan. Makes 6 servings.

Nutritional Information Per Serving: Calories 114; 23 g protein;
1 g carbohydrate; 64 mg cholesterol; 362 mg sodium
Exchanges: 3 very lean protein


A five-year-old lad was watching his mother change the
baby. When she overlooked sprinkling the tot's backside
with talcum powder and hurried him into his diaper, the
five-year-old chimed in, "Hey, Mom, you forgot to salt him!"
A grandfather was going by his granddaughter's room one
night when he saw her kneeling beside her bed, with head
bowed and hands folded, repeating the alphabet.
"What are you doing?" he asked her.
She explained, "I'm saying my prayers, but I couldn't think of
just what I wanted to say. So I'm just saying the letters of the
alphabet, and God can put them together however He thinks best.
Justin, 7, had been ill, requiring several doctors' visits and tests
before a specialist came up with the final diagnosis and treatment.
Afterwards, his mother asked him if he understood what the doctor
had explained to him. "No," replied Justin, "not really."
"Okay," his mother replied, "The doctor said you started with a
At which Justin interrupted to ask, "Does that mean I need a new
A 7-year old child was drawing a picture of the Nativity. The picture
was very good, including Mary, Joseph and, of course, baby Jesus.
However, there was a fat man standing in the corner of the stable,
that just did not seem to fit in. When the child was asked about it,
she replied, "Oh, That's Round John Virgin."


1/2 cup baking molasses (do NOT use corn syrup)
1/2 tsp baking soda
3/4 cup flour
2 tbsp butter
1/8 tsp ground ginger
1/2 tsp cinnamon
1 pastry for 9 inch pie
1 egg yolk
3/4 cup boiling water
1/2 cup brown sugar
1/8 tsp nutmeg
1/8 tsp ground cloves
1/4 tsp salt
Dissolve baking soda in boiling water and add to egg and
molasses. Set aside.

Stir dry ingredients together, mixing well. Cut in shortening
until mixture looks like coarse crumbs. Pour molasses into
pie shell. Sprinkle crumbs evenly over top. Do not stir.
Bake at 450 degrees for 15 minutes then reduce heat to
350 degrees and bake 20 minutes longer. Cool and serve.

The famous 'Moses' move
at the swim meet, & it 
works everytime Folks.

& now your at the end of the letter, I hope that you enjoyed

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thanks, David 1