Before preparing the salad, wash the vegetables and allow them to air-dry for 30-minutes. Cleaning fruits and vegetables prior to cooking, or eating; will remove any excess soil and pesticide residue that may have been left behind during the harvest.
Use a vegetable peeler to remove the skin off the cucumber. After the skin in removed, use a knife to cut the cucumber in half, long-way, right down the middle.
From there, slice the cucumbers into bite-sized 1/2″ pieces. Finally, add the sliced cucumbers to a mixing bowl, toss in a pinch of salt and pepper and give them a quick stir with a spoon.
Next, use a sharp paring knife to remove the skin and stems off two tomatoes and dice them into 1″ chunks. Before tossing them in with the cucumbers, sprinkle a dash of salt over each piece. Salt brings out the flavor in tomatoes and makes them more vibrant.
Mix ¼ cup of roughly chopped cilantro in a separate bowl with a half a jar of Italian dressing.
6. Pour the dressing over the top of the vegetables and serve immediately.
When I tell people I work from home the most common response is, “Lucky! I wish I could.” While most of the time it’s a fantastic gig, there is a lot of other “work” involved in working from home. I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
It’s 11:18 AM on Wednesday and I’ve already sent my man to work, kid to school, written an article on the power of the subconscious-mind (duly noted many techniques!), thawed and browned chicken and potatoes (recipe to follow), fielded PTA emails, sent out tweets promoting my homeless article, researched new topics to write, showered (only because I have an appointment today), killed time looking at YouTube videos, wiped baseboards in kitchen and bathroom, killed a spider (before my eight-year old saw it!) and there’s still at least 12 more hours left to this day.
I work from home.
Do I love it?
How I Work From Home?
I’m a writer. Glamour aside, I write to survive. I mostly produce website content, and personal perspectives like the one you’re reading now. I worked as a poker dealer for seventeen years which was a job that consisted of a lot of night shifts. Today, my children are in school and that means night-time is their time.
So, I write….during the day, and here and there in the evenings (I’m picking up on this story at 7:18 PM) and after midnight. In between that; I scrub floors, wash laundry, pick up kids, serve dinner, play kick board, watch Catfish: The TV Show, help with homework, tweet, Facebook, read, write a letter, knock down cobwebs, sanitize toilets, scoop ice cream, watch Who The Bleep Did I Marry?, tuck everyone into bed, try to sleep, get up, get down, write some more, watch True Tori, check for writing jobs, start an application, update resume, promote writing, fall asleep… Up again at 4:30 AM, check my phone, close my eyes, hit snooze, sleep another hour and start all over.
I love it!
How to make it Work?
I need a better system. I know this. I love to be scattered so this gig works for me. For the more structured work-at-home-mom, I suggest a schedule. It’s a process of discipline and figuring out an order of importance. For the most part, I have a schedule. But, most days are eerily similar to the one described today. I love the freedom and I love the flexibility. I am able to help with field trips and organizations within the school. I’m able to spend quality time with my family which is the most important.
I am a work in process and am still diligently trying to work out a schedule that is more conducive to effectively managing
In a skillet, grill chopped up onion, garlic, salt and pepper in a mix of butter and olive oil.
Throw in quartered red potatoes and cook until brown.
I was a frequent flyer when it came to dating back in 2008 and 2009. Oh, and, 2010. Ok, and part of 2011… An article I wrote for Yahoo! Voices gives some good advice as to creating a legit dating profile to attract the right mate. Below is an example (JUST ONE) of why I should of bought online dating membership’s in bulk from aisle 6 at Costco.
I’m brutally honest to a fault. Too much info, I know but it was most definitely a great summer, according to the archives anyway. Those days were the good ol’ days to me. Facebook and swimming—back before I decided to follow a dream and become a writer. The summer of 2014 eluded me and my pale legs are proof. On the flip side—I’ve learned how to build a website (somewhat), kick it with my cyber-homies, and am a badass stalker on every social networking platform.
From the Facebook archives of my life, I find something profound from a few years ago. At some point in life we all go through periods where we examine our path and wonder if we’re doing what we always wanted to be doing.
For me, these times always involve alcohol.
In this particular case, the beer was amazing at crafting words of philosophical genius.
For the record, I’m finally doing what I’ve always wanted to be doing. It’s making me feel guilty about not doing what I should be doing.
Taken from the elusive archive downloads that encompasses my Facebook life, this little number is only ONE in a long line of bitter status updates meant to be hilarious–oh, and honest. I was on Facebook 24/7 (as you’ll find out in future posts), and consumed by social interaction via technology for some reason.
Probably because I didn’t have to do my hair that way…
If you’re like me, there was a time when the brand new world of smartphone-enriched social lives took control of everything. It was so exciting to be connected so easily, and immediately. I’m not sure that excitement has worn off but I’ll let you know if it does.
I worked in Reno for a short period of time as a poker dealer which came with a lot of Facebook status updates that were hilarious. Probably because I was drunk a lot. Thankfully. From the Facebook archives of my life I’ve found a clever and funny piece of information I thought I had to share with the world, (or, more like 200+ “friends, at the time).
Irony: I feel the need to share it with a few hundred more people, three years later. Heads up!