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Wednesday:) What’s Cookin Miss Toni?

13 Mar

“Inner creativity doesn’t have a shut off valve. Sometimes you get a burst, an urge, or an inspiration. Ya gotta go for it.”

~ Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


I don’t know about you, but sometimes I have this inner voice that says, stop sitting around watching tv or blabbering on Facebook, just wasting your time. “Do something creative with those God given talents that you’ve been blessed with.” It might be midnight or maybe noon, but I go upstairs to my studio, otherwise known as my “crap room,” and rummage through supplies to decide what I’m called to do.

The other day, I was inspired by some friends who were admiring my hand-painted wine glasses, and they were oohing and ahhing at the variety and detail of each set of glasses. Maybe I should paint more. So, a few days later, I grabbed a box of mixed and matched clear wine glasses, set up my glass paint, brushes, etc. and began to paint bluebonnets.

This is the first installment of “What’s Cookin’ Miss Toni.” That’s because after the paint dries and cures, I bake them in a 350 degree oven for half an hour to heat set them.

While the paint was still fresh on my palette (otherwise known as a styrofoam plate), I also painted a large glass bowl. I love to paint Texas bluebonnets, especially now that they’re coming into season.

The best part is, I often take a thrift store find, a discarded object, like this glass bowl, and I turn it into a treasure. Friends save me their clear vases or glassware, knowing that I’ll transform them into something beautiful. Trash to treasure.

So, that’s what’s been cookin’ at my house. More show and tell later.

Have a good one…oh, and go do something creative or fun. That’s an order.

Sunday Sermon and Other Stuff

10 Mar

“Laws and principles are not for the times when there is no temptation: they are for such moments as this, when body and soul rise in mutiny against their rigour … If at my convenience I might break them, what would be their worth?”

― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre


Well, that beautiful sunny Saturday dribbled into a gloomy grey Sunday. And, don’t even get me started about the time change, and Daylight Saving Time. It didn’t save anyone anything. That 7 am alarm was not very welcoming. But, off I went to church and greeting at the door before Mass. I even took a selfie. See that big ol’ heavy door? I’m going to have muscular arms pretty soon.

My adorable little friend Avery was thrilled to receive a little white stuffed bear. That smile could melt any heart.

Little Liam always checks to see which pocket I have his Matchbox car in, and after a quick hug, he scampers off.

Today’s Gospel was the story of Jesus in the desert without food for forty days and nights. The devil came to tempt Him and taunt Him, mocking Him, saying if He was the Son of God, He should turn the nearby stone into a loaf of bread. Jesus replied with the memorable “Man does not live on bread alone.”

Then, the devil showed Him all the kingdoms of the world and said if Jesus would pay him homage, he would give them all to Jesus. But Jesus answered him, “Scripture says: You must do homage to the Lord your God, him alone you must serve.”

Finally, the devil took Him to a high parapet of the temple, and taunted Jesus, saying that if He really was the Son of God, He should throw Himself down, and the angels would protect Him and carry Him up. But Jesus answered him, “Scripture says: Do not put the Lord your God to the test.” The devil finally left in defeat.

My take on it… we are all tempted to do wrong now and then. Sometimes the devil whispers in your ear, or sometimes that supposed friend whispers in your ear, and you are tempted to do things that you know are terribly wrong. The strongest evils and temptations that are resisted and thwarted are the building blocks of your character, virtue, and your morals. Remember, just like the devil, there are people out there that try to bring you down to their level, drag you into the gutter with them. Misery loves company, and so does the devil. Be strong.


After Mass, I stopped for coffee at McDonald’s with Mr. Jerry. I can always make him laugh with all my silly ramblings. Especially when I get up and scoot next to him saying, “Selfie-time!” He thinks I’m a nut, but that’s ok. I am.

I stopped at the store for a couple of things, and I was SOOO proud of myself. I only bought 3 things. It’s a miracle! Bread and turkey to make sandwiches for the dance tomorrow, and grape juice, just because I heard it was good for you. (No added sugar or junk) I resisted buying a cartloads of stuff. I avoided temptation. I wonder if it was today’s Gospel and Sermon? 😇🤷‍♀️

Happy Sunday!!!!!

Theme Song Thursday:) Car Wash

8 Mar

“You can tell a lot about a person by how neat and clean they keep the interior and exterior of their car. Uh oh! I’m in big trouble.”

~ Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


I’ll admit it, I’m not a car person. A car is just a mode of transporation to get you from here to there. I haul a lot of stuff in it, so I like a big SUV type car. Going to the car wash and cleaning the interior is also not a big priority. But, the other day, I had trouble recognizing my car in the dark parking lot. My burgundy car looked sort of black from all the dust and dirt.

Seeing how it is Lent, and I’m trying to improve myself, I decided to stop at the car wash on the way home. After Zumba and 7.5 miles on the bike at the Y , I headed for the car wash. Dang, I missed my turn and was ready to forget the project, but decided to double back and get in line. It was a beautiful day after frigid temps last week, so I wasn’t the only one with that bright idea.

I cranked up the radio and sang along. When I was done, I pulled into one of the many busy bays that had the vacuums. I spent nearly an hour vacuuming front, sides and rear carpets, and tossing tons of garbage, flyers, water bottles and five year old mystery mess. What an accomplishment. The car looks so clean and tidy. I may do this again next year.

Oh yes, when I got out of my car to clean it, look what was there on the ground waiting for me. A lucky penny.

Tuesday:) Toni’s Telepathic Girlfriend Network

29 Jan

” I’m not even sure why I need a telephone. I just think about calling someone, or just need to hear a friendly voice, and someone calls me. Oh that’s right. How do I answer the phone,”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


Did you ever have one of those days when you just think about someone, and a few minutes later the phone rings and it’s that person? Or maybe you’re thinking you need an oil change for your car and a coupon comes in the mail. Well, that stuff happens to me all the time.

Last Monday, I was still lying in bed at 10am all melancholy and mopey thinking there was nothing on my calendar. My page looked like a snowman in a snow storm, all white and blank. I usually have three or more things on my calendar every day. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not OCD or ADD or any of those compulsive initials. I like to keep busy, have fun, and be out with people. I’m not compulsive. My house is a mess, I’m not tidy, I don’t organize or purge junk, I’m a hoarder when it comes to arts and craft supplies, and when I cook, I may leave the mess for days.

Oh,where was I? That’s right. I was feeling sorry for myself, then the phone rang, and Sherri Murphy said, “You want to go to a movie and lunch? Sure. No more blank page. Then Sunday afternoon, nothing to do after church but think about laundry and housework, poor me, Sherri called and asked if I wanted to go to a concert at her church. Saved by the bell.

After I got home, I plopped down with a cup of tea and a few hours of boring television. It was late, so I knew my Chicago family was probably already in bed. I was thinking about my sons, wondering how they were, then the phone rang. My son in California called, and we talked for almost an hour. Yay! I rarely ever call him. Well, not on the phone…just telepathically.

This morning, I went to zumba and wondered what I would do with the rest of my day. A walk of course, but what else? I texted some friends, but they were busy. My friend, Linda Grossman (World’s Greatest Realtor) said she was swamped all day, but maybe we could grab a glass of wine tonight.

Great. I put on my hat and gloves and warm coat and headed out for my walk. Ring…ring. Miss Pat called and asked if I wanted to meet her and her lunch bunch friends at 12:30. Yay! See, I didn’t even need to call. I just think lonely boring thoughts, and someone calls me. It’s the TELEPATHIC GIRLFRIEND NETWORK.

I love it when that happens. All the energy and thoughts and wishes are transmitted out there in the stratosphere. You just have to believe. Life is good.

Tuesday:) Toni’s Tasty Chocolate Snack Mix

19 Dec

“You don’t have to settle for what life has mixed up for you. Make your own mix.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


I’m not a huge fan of the pre-made Chex Mix Snacks. They’re kind of salty and make you thirsty. And the biggest drawback is… there’s no chocolate. What kind of snack has no chocolate? I think Chex makes one, but I’m sure it’s pretty pricey. So, I decided to just make a mix with the things I like, including lots of chocolate.

I bought a big box of chocolate Chex cereal. It wasn’t all chocolate, but also had some regular plain squares. Plus, the box said gluten free. I was excited to get free gluten in my box, but, as hard as I looked, I couldn’t find the free gluten as promised. I thought it would be like a little package of gluten, like the toy in Cracker Jacks. What is gluten, anyway? And why are they always giving it away for free! (OK! You know I’m just joking here, right?)

I melted some semi-sweet chocolate chips with about 1/2 tsp. Of oil in the microwave, stirred then drizzled over the Chex, mini pretzels, and peanuts. I was going to add some popcorn, but I ran out of room. I baked this in the oven at 350 for about 10 minutes, not long.

I put the mixture in a big bowl and mixed it up. The warm chocolate coated well. It made a huge amount. Enough for sharing.

Then, I had a little left over melted chocolate. Well, we couldn’t have that. So, I dipped a few pretzel rods, just for fun. A tasty treat for watching “Murder She Wrote” re-runs or non stop Hallmark Christmas movies.

I had a pan of brownies baking at the same time, but that’s old hat and not worthy of mentioning. It was one of those chocolate kinda days.

So, if you can’t find exactly what you like in life, make it yourself.

Tuesday:) Toni’s Gettin’ ‘Er Done

28 Nov

“You know that wonderful feeling of accomplishing all your goals and checking off all the things on your to-do list? Yah…me neither!”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


Today, all the stars seemed to align and I got a lot of tedious and long overdue tasks accomplished. Of course, there is always so much more to do, but it was a good day.

I woke up at 6:58 am, just two minutes before my alarm was set to squeal. I was just in time to turn it off and reset it for 8. It was cold and windy, so I decided to skip zumba and just take the dog for a long walk. I was meeting Mary from church for coffee at 9:30. She is not only my good friend, but also my annulment advisor. We’ve been working on getting all the paperwork and documents together for well over a year and a half. I’m the one who procrastinated filling out all the tedious forms and answering 22 pages of difficult questions. Mary just needed to check and comment. We’ve met many times to go over things, and she kept nudging me to get ‘er done.

It felt like such a weight off my shoulders. All the hard part is done, and Mary took the fat folder and will submit the forms. Then, we just wait. For those of you non-Catholics, according to the church, although I have a civil divorce decree, in the eyes of the church, I am still considered married. I don’t want that. I can’t live with that.

After we chatted and exchanged Christmas gifts, I ran over to the store and visited with Miss Karri over at Papa Murphy’s pizza. Next stop, the dreaded Social Security Office. I was there yesterday, and they said I needed more time to fill out paperwork to receive social security benefits, so come back tomorrow. It was already 3:30 and they closed at 4. Lucky me.

Today, I got there at 12:30 and only had to wait…. 3 hours. (Sarcasm) For a while, I thought they forgot about me. I wasn’t the only one dozing off between staring into space and the listening to the mean security guard shouting, “Silence your cell phones, stand away from the door, don’t lean on the counter, lower your voice!!!”

The good news is, I’m all set, and in January I’ll be receiving a social security check. Between that and my shiny blue medicare card, I’m officially OLD.

When I got to my car, I realized that I hadn’t eaten in about 20 hours, so I rummaged all around and found a solitary cracker. That’s it, but it helped. I stopped at the book store and found a cute Disney book for my granddaughter. Then I stopped for gas at Walmart. I was so excited because the price has really dropped, AND I used a gift card that reduced it 3 cents more.

I came home, fed and walked the dog, and did a few chores and paid a few bills. I was so wound up and pleased with my accomplishments that I forgot to eat. I looked in the fridge and decided to make a cucumber salad, quick and easy.

Literally, I just peeled and cut up a cucumber and put some ranch dressing on it. I’ve got so much more to get done before the day is over. Ah, but it was a wonderful productive day. I’m just gettin’ ‘er done. Life is good.

Tuesday:) Tapping St. Francis

21 Nov

“It is no use walking anywhere to preach unless our walking is our preaching.”

~Francis of Assisi


As you may already know, I walk pretty much every day, all year round, in the horrendous summer heat and in the biting bitter cold. That’s just what I do. I’m a creature of habit, this morning, I said, “OK Google, what’s the temperature?” I’ve got one of those cute little thingies that you talk to. She said, “The current temperature in McKinney is 48 degrees.” I tell her thank you and say out loud,”Not too bad,” But, when she says 32 degrees, I do not thank her and a few expletives are uttered,

I always like to know how to dress for my morning walk. Today required a sweater, hat, gloves, and my warm Norte Dame jacket. I observe many traditions, silly and otherwise. One thing I do on my walk is, when I pass by Miss Bernadine’s house a couple of blocks away, I stop and pat the head her St. Francis statue that sits in her front flower bed. He also holds three small birds in his hand. I give each a tap, one, two, three.

Today, I laughed out loud when I went to pat St. Francis. Miss Bernadine had put on his warm winter hat and coat for the winter. A couple of years ago, I had made a joke about how poor St. Francis might be getting cold out there and he should wear a Santa hat. So, now when the weather gets cold, this is what she does. Isn’t he cute?

I just giggled and patted him on the head. A couple of the birds were tucked under his warm coat, so I didn’t disturb them.

A few blocks later, I sensed a shadow flutter by my face, maybe a falling leaf. Nope, it was a butterfly, and it fluttered past my face and legs as I walked. It’s too cold for butterflies. My angel perhaps.

Then, not to be incomplete, I found yet another lucky penny in the street when I crossed the road. All my blessings, my signs, and another beautiful lucky day.

As St. Francis said, let your walking be your preaching. My interpretation… live by example, not by preaching.